The room was suddenly quiet again.

Jin Fushen's voice drinking tea became smaller.

He suddenly found that in front of himself, an outside disciple, he had always been strong, but he had become a vulnerable group, the kind that was protected......

Meng Fan didn't speak, leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and recuperated.

It's not that there is no way to chat, Jin Fushen has just swallowed a lot of pills, and the medicinal power has come up, so he must calm down and digest the medicinal power to heal his injuries.

Meng Fan stood up suddenly, pressed his hand on Jin Fushen's body, and sent a large amount of wood attribute true qi to him.

Jin Fushen didn't know how this kid could have a wood attribute true qi, but everything was possible in this world, and his cultivation was not good enough to improve the twofold realm!

After a long time, Jin Fushen let out a long breath of turbidity, and his pale face finally had blood.

Just as he was about to signal Meng Fan to stop, when he raised his head, he saw Meng Fan shaking his head: "There are still some bad things in your body, which must be removed as soon as possible." ”

Jin Fushen nodded knowingly, and continued to operate his mental method to cooperate with Meng Fan.

He knew what Meng Fan was referring to, when he was at the bottom of the cave, countless small black swords had penetrated into his body, and the sword intent on them was furious, which was the main reason why he kept bleeding.

Jin Fushen's face suddenly changed drastically!

Meng Fan pressed his body with one hand and pinched the trick with the other, and immediately two things floated in front of him.

The first thing is two drops of transcendent immortal realm soul blood with a powerful breath!

The second thing was a small black sword, almost exactly like the one that hurt him!

These two things made it difficult for him to calm down.

The first thing, which is simply not available in the outside world, and if there is, it is a sky-high price, a sky-high price that no one can afford!

As for the second thing......

Meng Fan really didn't brag just now, with this little sword alone, Meng Fan could kill him, and the violent sword intent contained on it could easily penetrate his protective true qi, which was extremely difficult to defend!

The corners of Jin Fushen's mouth twitched habitually today.

Meng Fan explained indifferently: "This soul blood was obtained from Wen Hongcai, the palace master of the Linxian Palace, I can use this thing to help you force out the things in your body, and this little black sword ......"

Before Meng Fan could finish speaking, Jin Fushen exclaimed, "What?

In this world, beyond the realm of longevity, there is the realm of contemplation.

There are three levels of contemplation, the transformation of the fetus, the separation of the soul, and the grand view.

As far as he knew, Wen Hongcai had not left his soul, and at least he had completed his rebirth, how could Meng Fan get soul blood from Wen Hongcai?

Jin Fushen was relieved again, and sneered: "Meng Xun! You are indeed lucky! You got it for you with the cheap old man Fang Xianyun, right? And you also paid a lot of price, right?"

Jin Fushen couldn't calm down at all, and sighed: "Look at the soul blood of the Phase-Viewing Realm!"

Meng Fanyun said lightly: "There are nine drops." ”

Bang Dang!

This time he didn't use an orange slap, Jin Fushen's body softened, he slipped off the chair and knelt again!

Three souls and seven spirits, ten drops of soul blood, every drop is like life!

Meng Fan actually took nine drops of soul blood from the Guanxiang Realm, which was unbelievable and scared people to death!

"Golden Palm, you don't have to be so polite all the time, you're not an outsider. Meng Fan helplessly stretched out his hand and carried Jin Fushen, who was kneeling on the ground, to the chair, and had to appease Jin Fushen and said, "The reason why Wen Hongcai let me take away his nine drops of soul blood is because I did him a great favor, that old boy has an unspeakable illness and has been in pain for a lifetime, and I helped him solve it...... He still has to recognize me as a nephew for this reason, hey, you also know that in our eyes, many falsehoods here are just false names. ”

"Oh, yes, yes. Jin Fushen nodded yes in a trance, but he couldn't calm down in his heart at all.

is also entering the formation, entering the same formation, why is Meng Fan so good?

He was the young palace master of the Emperor Immortal Palace again, and he was forced to recognize his nephew by the palace master of the Linxian Palace, not to mention that he also brought back a Concubine Ji Xian from the Linxian Palace, who was even moved by him, not to mention that the beauty of Wutong Garden was like a cloud, not to mention that the high-grade pill was a lot of ......

Jin Fushen hung his head, the majestic aura on his body had long since disappeared when the orange slapped him, and now he looked like a battered loser.

And that kid has always been a matter of course.

Do you really think this world is your home?

Snort!

Suddenly, a mutation has occurred!

Jin Fushen's body trembled violently, several clusters of blood flowers burst out of his chest, and at least twenty small black swords rushed out of those few blood flowers, spun and flew around the room rapidly, locking on him and Meng Fan at the same time!

Jin Fushen ignored his injuries and pinched the trick in front of Meng Fan: "You stand back, I'll solve it!"

At this time, Jin Fushen's domineering aura re-exuded, and he consciously had some face, after all, his cultivation was much higher than Meng Fan, and now Meng Fan was in front of him, he was an out-and-out weak person who needed his protection.

Jin Fushen straightened his waist, his eyes locked on those whirling black swords, and said in a deep voice: "Although these ghost things are not as powerful as they were at the beginning, there are quite a few of them, and they are still not to be underestimated! Mengxun, you hide behind me...... Hmm!"

As he was talking, Jin Fushen was suddenly dumbfounded.

I saw Meng Fan calmly step out from behind him, and stood in front of him with a big grin, and he didn't cast any powerful spells, just casually waved a palm at those small black swords!

Snort!

The small black sword suddenly shrouded Meng Fan like a nest of poisonous bees.

Next, the sound of clanging bells was endless, and those small swords hit Meng Fan's body as if they had hit a copper wall, and Jin Fushen saw that there were sparks bursting out!

Jin Fushen muttered to himself: "This kid's defense is terrifying!"

Meng Fan's body was filled with the color of bronze!

Under the impact of the small black sword, the body kept shaking!

After all, these small black swords rushed out of Jin Fushen's body, although their power was not as strong as at the beginning, but at least they still had the power of the Immortal Fivefold Realm, which was not something that the powerhouses of the Immortal Dualfold Realm could withstand.

Jin Fushen gasped frequently, and his hands clenched nervously.

In the next second, Jin Fushen's heart jumped suddenly!

Those small black swords still broke through Meng Fan's physical defenses and all stabbed into Meng Fan's body.

Jin Fushen seemed to have seen the scene of Meng Fan's breath in advance, and hurriedly supported Meng Fan's body, and said bitterly: "Meng Xun, your realm is low, why do you want to show off in front of me, you look, you look, you ......"

As he was talking, Jin Fushen suddenly saw an eye-catching smile on the corner of Meng Fan's mouth.

How can you still laugh at this time?

Jin Fushen hurriedly looked at Meng Fan's body, except for his torn clothes, there was no blood, not only was there no bloodshed, but the dense wounds were healing rapidly!

Meng Fan, whose body had been cultivated to the immortal bronze body, stood up straight, pinched the trick with both hands, and with the help of the two drops of soul blood that Wen Hongcai had left, he forced out wisps of black mist from his body and melted into his small black sword, making the sword intent contained on it even more violent!

After doing all this, Meng Fan glanced at Jin Fushen and said, "It's all good things, they can't be wasted, the reason why I recruited those little swords out before was to absorb them." ”

"Oh, so that's the case!" Jin Fushen's proud momentum that had just been brewed disappeared again, "Say it earlier!"

Jin Fushen suddenly wanted to cry.

Why does Meng Fan always scare him!

Why do you always show off in front of him!

He is the head of Golden Lotus Peak!

It's ...... I'm not afraid......

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