Bang Dang!

The jailer took Meng Fan to the next level of Necromancy and closed the door.

Pan Xiaohu, who helped Meng Fan successfully enter the Necromantic Prison, ran over again and sneered at Meng Fan, until the dead air in the cell was dispersed, and then he left happily.

After Pan Xiaohu left, Meng Fan sat cross-legged indifferently, seemingly trying his best to turn his cultivation to resist the death qi, but he quietly inhaled the death qi into his body, strengthening the new magic life and death calamity that he had not long comprehended.

The death qi fluctuated in Meng Fan's body in a peculiar rhythm, which was the method he had learned from the Yin Prison.

The fluctuation was very jerky at first, and after a few moments it would break off, and it looked like it was unsustainable.

But after Meng Fan's continuous deliberation and spending most of the day, he was able to barely continue, and finally showed a satisfied smile on his face.

To Meng Fan's surprise, He Gou took Jin Lian'er to the Necromantic Prison to see him.

"Mong. Jin Lian'er stood outside the prison door, glanced at Meng Fan, and said in an encouraging tone, "You did a good job, my disciple of Jin Lian Peak should have such a temperament!"

Meng Fan's strong performance in the Yin Prison, Jin Lian'er had already known under He Gou's deliberate exaggeration, and also knew about Meng Fan's scolding of Pan Xiaohu's master and apprentice, and her father Jin Fushen also knew about it.

When she came this time, she had the intention of soothing Meng Fan on behalf of her father Jin Fushen.

Naturally, it also has the meaning of showing all the disciples of Golden Lotus Peak, which can be regarded as a conventional means of cohesion.

"Thank you!" Meng Fan deliberately used death qi to make his face faintly black, as if it had been eroded by death qi, and the shocking scar on his face was also blackened, like a worm crawling on his face, hideous and miserable.

Jin Lian'er looked at Meng Fan's blackened face, and suddenly lost her mind.

"How is it possible, it won't!"

Jin Lian'er waved away the ridiculous thoughts rising in her heart, and simply encouraged Meng Fan a few words, and then left the Necromantic Prison, He Gou stayed, secretly gave Meng Fan a few pills with the effect of dissolving death qi, and instructed Meng Fan to swallow them secretly when he couldn't bear it, saying that the pill was found by Jin Lian'er, let Meng Fan continue to insist, don't let go, otherwise he will lose Jin Lianfeng's face, and at that time, he will definitely be abandoned.

He Gou: This is just to convey Jin Lian'er's meaning.

He naturally knew that with Meng Fan's cultivation, there was no need to take pills at all.

"Jin Fushen's father and daughter are really interesting. ”

After He Gou left, Meng Fan put away the pill with a smile and continued to strengthen the life and death tribulation, and the death qi of the Necromantic Prison was very pure, and it could be regarded as a good creation given to him by Teacher Ge Chang.

While cultivating, Meng Fan never gave up establishing contact with the paper sparrow, but it all ended in failure.

Meng Fan even wanted to open a hole in the prison to see if he could get to Zhou Yutong's side, but if he looked at it casually, he could find that there were several layers of interrelated protective formations in the prison, which were several times stricter than the formations in the dungeon of Qingqiu City, and even if he could open a hole from the prison, when he arrived at Zhou Yutong's side, he would inevitably be discovered by the two old men who protected the array, causing unbearable consequences.

There seems to be something terrible in that pool of blood.

The next day, Pan Xiaohu came again, Meng Fan had to put on a painful look of imminent death, and scolded Pan Xiaohu, the Necromantic Prison suddenly became lively, and some prisoners couldn't help but secretly admire Meng Fan's toughness.

"This kid is really tough!"

Pan Xiaohu, who scolded with a dry tongue, couldn't help but admire Meng Fanlai after leaving the cell, and the dead air eroded Meng Fan's face into a black pot, and he didn't even confess, this is replaced by other outer disciples, I'm afraid it would have been recruited a long time ago, even if it was a trick.

"Let's see if you can hold it up tomorrow!"

Pan Xiaohu thought hatefully.

The next day, Pan Xiaohu came to the Necromantic Prison again, scolded Meng Fan a few words, and found that Meng Fan had no reaction, and thought that Meng Fan was dead, so he was nervous, if Meng Fan died without confessing, Jin Fushen would definitely use this matter to make a big fuss about it, to embarrass Elder Ge, and even pull the other four peaks to help, and then trigger a power struggle between the seat and the elders, which has a certain historical background.

Pan Xiaohu hurriedly called the jailer to open the cell door to see if Meng Fan was really dead.

As a result, when his hand was just put on Meng Fan's body, Meng Fan suddenly grabbed his hand tightly like a corpse, faced him with a dark face, and scolded, revealing a row of white Sensen's teeth, which really startled him!

"You're ruthless!"

Pan Xiaohu hurriedly mobilized the Heaven Cutting Cultivation that was so watery that he couldn't water anymore, broke free from Meng Fan's hands, ran outside the prison door, and scolded Meng Fan for a long time before leaving angrily.

After going back, Pan Xiaohu suddenly fell ill.

Whether lying down or standing, there was always a pop that sounded from his crotch without warning, and then it stinked, and yellowish water ran down his trouser legs.

When he first became ill, he was reporting Meng Fan's situation to his master.

"Master, that Meng Xun scolded you again, saying that you won't live for a few days, and cursed you to be reincarnated as a pig in the next life......"

Just as he was adding oil and vinegar to slander Meng Fan, there was a snort in the crotch of his pants.

Looking at the thin water dripping from Pan Xiaohu's trouser legs, the corners of Elder Ge's mouth, who was a little clean, twitched, covered his nose and blasted Pan Xiaohu away, and felt sorry for his bright and clean floor.

Pan Xiaohu endured the pain and spent some Xuan Tickets, and bought some pills from the Danfang to nourish the stomach, so that he could contain the disease, and his hatred for Meng Fan was even deeper, no need to think about it, it was also when Meng Fan took his hand and made him infected with death, he clearly remembered that when Meng Fan took his hand and scolded him, his mouth sprayed out of his mouth that made people dizzy!

Hate to hate, Pan Xiaohu also admires Meng Fan even more!

"It's so tenacious!"

"It's a stinky rock that can't be handled!"

"If you don't recruit tomorrow, I will let the master test the pressure of the Law Enforcement Hall again and put you in the Ice Scorpion Prison, the poison of the Ice Scorpion is definitely not something that you, an Earth Xuan cultivator, can bear!"

In fact, not only Pan Xiaohu, but Elder Ge was also very surprised by Meng Fan.

I thought that Meng Fan would be recruited in the Yin Evil Prison, but he didn't expect that he would survive to the Necromantic Prison, and the matter of the crane would not be settled, not only could he not give himself an explanation, but he also couldn't explain to Gongye Chundui, in order to raise those twelve cranes, but it took a lot of real money from the Nanwu faction, not to mention that Jin Fushen had been waiting for an opportunity to find him trouble.

He couldn't help but wonder if the twelve cranes were killed by Jin Fushen.

Jin Fushen was probably taking revenge on one of the things he had done before, in the past, he had united with several other elders to let Gongye Chun Dusk reduce part of the cultivation resources of the Five Peaks, which was used to strengthen the Southern Wu Sect's Mountain Protection Array, and the resources of the Golden Lotus Peak were reduced the most, otherwise, one outer disciple could kill his twelve cranes?

Maybe the other peaks will also have a share.

"Hey, that Meng Xun don't hold on, hurry up! Therefore, it will not be good to start a power struggle between the throne and the elders......"

Elder Ge sighed faintly.

(I encountered something today.,It's late to update.,But three more won't be less.,Qingchen continues to code words.) ）

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