"Is it that the ban formation has been lifted, but unfortunately, such a delicate little lady committed suicide by jumping off a cliff, but she was rescued, and we are blessed again. ”

"This is called that you will never be able to run, and the fat that reaches your mouth can be picked up and eaten when it falls to the ground. ”

The five monks all had an obscene look on their faces, which made Wu Fan's murderous intent skyrocket.

Ning Qinghe got down from Wu Fan's arms, stepped on the flying sword, and smiled at the five monks, his smile was sweet and charming.

The five monks, who were dressed in black robes and embroidered with the "V" logo on their chests, were about to be crispy, and beckoned to Wu Fan to come over and offer their prey.

"Boom-" Wu Fan took the lead in slapping a monk.

"Damn scum, scum who only knows how to poison and kill people, and they don't know when they die!" Wu Fan scolded.

The monk who was bombarded by Wu Fan's palm, seeing that Wu Fan's realm was low, so he struck with his palm, and the palm print was instantly formed and slapped out.

I thought that I would not only be able to resolve Wu Fan's palm, but also make Wu Fan disgraced, but who expected, the next moment, the monk's figure was blown away by Wu Fan's palm print.

"Ahh

The other four monks of the Wicks Society were all startled when they saw this scene, and then they all attacked Wu Fan with their palms.

"This kid is evil, kill me!" one of the monks shouted.

But when they were about to slap them, they suddenly felt like they had been hit hard, and they were unsteady on their feet, and they all fell to the cliff.

Frightened, the four monks immediately condensed their flying swords, wanted to escape, and flew back to the foothold on the cliff.

It's a pity that the power of the forbidden formation is not something they can resist, and their figures, just like the animals in the animation, stop when they fall into the air, and then quickly land at the speed of free fall.

The bodies of these four monks, as if pulled by a mysterious and irresistible force, accelerated and fell downward, and they were dead.

"Qinghe, is it possible that Elder Yan brought the people of the Wicks Society to seize control of our sect and there was a vicious battle?" Wu Fan asked as he wanted to be confirmed.

"Yes, they took advantage of our unpreparedness to poison the well water, and secretly used nerve gas, and the whole altar suffered heavy casualties. There were no poisoners, but some of them rebelled, and those who refused to surrender were hunted down. Ning Qinghe said sadly.

"Elder Wang, what about them?"

"Several people with advanced cultivation realms, including Elder Wang, have already died in their hands. Ning Qinghe couldn't help but cry.

"I know, you sent a message to inform you that there was no rebellion, and you were still being hunted down, just say that I, Sect Master Pang, have returned to the main altar and are preparing to launch a general attack on Elder Yan and the people of the Wicks Society. Wu Fan looked resolute, and after that, he grabbed Ning Qinghe's little hand and flew towards the main hall quickly.

On the mountainside of Purple Qi Peak, there were still some monks who had fled, and when they saw Wu Fan's figure, they immediately cried out for help.

Wu Fan arrived and killed dozens of monks from the Wicks Society, and rescued as many as seven or eight of these fellow monks.

Historical images show that Elder Wang and several high-ranking monks all died in the Great Hall, and Qu Meiqi's figure appeared in a dark space, judging from the map, they were also in the Great Hall.

Leading the seven or eight surviving fellow monks, Wu Fan and his party landed directly from above and entered the garden of the Great Hall.

There were several monks lying in the corridor, and Wu Fan checked them one by one, and they all died for a long time, and the immortals could not be saved.

"You will move the bodies of your dead fellow disciples to the open space and put them in order, and since you are dead, give them dignity. Wu Fan instructed a few monks.

Continuing the search, there were countless high-ranking monks who were slaughtered, all of whom were killed by a single palm after being hit by nerve gas, losing their resistance.

At the door of Elder Wang's office, Wu Fan saw several corpses, one of which was Elder Wang's. Judging from the scene, after a vicious fight, Elder Wang's corpse had several long swords inserted into his body.

Obviously, although he was hit by nerve gas, the realm of the first level of the Dao of the old man Wang still had strong combat power, but in the end, he was besieged by people and killed by exhaustion.

Elder Wang's body was placed side by side with those of other monks in the garden, row by row, and there were hundreds of them, which was shocking.

Judging from the signs on the map, Qu Meiqi's figure and several other people are in the garden, but historical images show that the surrounding environment is dark. Wu Fan glanced and saw a large well at one end of the garden.

Wu Fan's eyes lit up, and he immediately released his courage to investigate, there were indeed people inside, and there was also the breath of life.

When everyone saw Wu Fan walking quickly to the well, they all followed and looked down, and the well water was crowded with corpses, layer upon layer.

"Quick, salvage immediately!" Wu Fan knew that there were still alive among them, so he immediately released his true qi, rushed into the well, and condensed into a silver line.

Five or six bodies were pulled up from inside, Wu Fan gently placed them on the grass, and the rest of the monks hurriedly lifted them one by one and placed them side by side.

It only took a cup of tea to salvage the people in the well, but in Wu Fan, it seems that a century has passed, because among the people who fished up for the second time, there was Qu Meiqi, and he was anxious.

When there was no one in the well under the bold investigation, Wu Fan walked quickly to Qu Meiqi's side, and without reaching out to probe, he already sensed that she still had breath.

Wu Fan didn't have time to think about it, after squatting down, he held her little hand, and released an endless stream of true qi that poured into her Lao Gong acupoint. Then, with his left hand, he pressed her abdomen and also injected a true qi into her, forcing out the well water in her abdomen.

With a two-pronged approach, Qu Meiqi spit out a pool of clear water, and woke up leisurely, but her eyes were demented.

"Senior Sister Qu, I'm Pang Hai!" Wu Fan shouted.

"Hehe, I know, you're a sea lion and a fur seal. Qu Meiqi grinned and was about to get up.

"Senior Sister Qu, wake up, I am your junior brother Pang Hai, Senior Brother Pang. Wu Fan shook Qu Meiqi and almost cried.

Wu Fan shined in the preliminaries of the Holy Son Trials, and Qu Meiqi never doubted that her senior brother Pang was no longer the original Pang Hai.

Before the finals, Wu Fan and Qu Meiqi were alone, and the two were grinding their ears and temples, with deep affection and affectionate kisses. Qu Meiqi even longed that Wu Fan would ascend to the position of the Holy Son, and the Holy Daughter would marry him to become bigger, and she would be small, and she would not leave her junior brother because she was jealous.

This scene is still vivid, as if it happened yesterday, Wu Fan saw that Qu Meiqi had become demented and burned inside.

Under the investigation of courage, Wu Fan found that Qu Meiqi's three souls and seven spirits were not damaged, but only inhaled nerve gas, causing nerve damage.

The orange petals of the Phantom God Nirvana Flower can repair the meridians, and the nerves belong to a type of meridians, Wu Fan immediately took out the Phantom God Nirvana Flower and tore off a small piece on the orange petals.

"Flowers, I want flowers, roses!" Qu Meiqi shouted, stretched out her hand to grab it, and was pressed down by Wu Fan.

Feeding the petals into Qu Meiqi's cherry mouth, Wu Fan released her true qi and forcibly made her swallow it, and then pressed the palm of her head to pour true qi from the Baihui acupoint to help her refine.

It took more than ten minutes for the refining petals to be completed, and Qu Meiqi's gaze, which was a blurry color at first, slowly became clear.

"Senior Brother Pang, is it really you?" Qu Meiqi exclaimed with tears in her eyes.

She glanced at the many corpses on the side, remembered the tragic incident that had happened before, and after two ahhhhhhhhh

"Senior sister, I'm back, everything is with me. Wu Fan hugged Qu Meiqi and stroked her face, hoping to ease her emotions.

Finally, Qu Meiqi calmed down, and Wu Fan began to check which people still had hope of being saved.

Pang Hai's master Ye Guangsheng was also among them, but he was already too dead to die, and there were four or five people who still had breath, Wu Fan rescued them one by one, and Wu Fan did not hesitate to use the precious Phantom God Nirvana Flower to treat them.

Qu Meiqi found Jiao Lan and Mu Yao, both of whom were still breathing, and after Wu Fan rescued them, the three of them hugged their heads and cried.

Jiao Lan and Mu Yao are both Taeyan's personal disciples, they didn't die, at least Taeyan wasn't too sad. Wu Fan pondered.

"When the main hall was attacked, we all rushed over to reinforce us, but unexpectedly, when we were in a daze, we were knocked down into the well. Qu Meiqi recalled the original battle scene.

"What is the situation of the other junior brothers?" Wu Fan asked.

"I only know that Senior Brother Li Yunpeng and Second Senior Brother Yi Jian led some fellow disciples to intercept a few powerful Wicks Society monks, and they all died in battle. Qu Meiqi said and began to cry again.

Her crying caused Jiao Lan, Mu Yao, and Ning Qinghe to cry and cry.

"Jiao Lan, you are a man who stands and pees, don't cry, follow the other fellow doors, clean up immediately, and see if there are any other fellow men alive nearby. Wu Fan said sharply.

At this time, Wu Fan saw Pang Hai's identity token light up, and took it out to see that it was a message from the saint Jian Miaochan.

"Sect Master, we have arrived not far from the main altar, please indicate where to meet. Simplified words. ”

Wu Fan immediately replied with the word "temple".

Without consulting historical images, Wu Fan already knew that Elder Yan and the others would definitely be happy there.

When Jiao Lan reported that there were no more martyred fellow monks nearby, Wu Fan waved his hand and said, "Come with me, slaughter Elder Yan, and avenge the martyrdom of the fellow disciples!"

Before he arrived at the gate of the temple, Wu Fan had already seen that five antler speeders were slowly landing on the square in front of the temple. Wu Fan waved his hand, and the holy women Jian Miaochan and Taiyan, the old Zheng Huzhou Wang, Linghuyue Helena, Zhang Shiqin and others all rose with their swords, flew away from the antler flying car, and joined Wu Fan.

Jiao Lan and Mu Yao rushed to Taiyan's side, crying about the death of their fellow monks and their injuries.

"Don't cry, Sect Master Pang led me to wait for me to come back, and I will definitely avenge them. Taeyan stroked the hair on Mu Yao's head and said softly.

Ning Qinghe threw herself into the arms of the holy maiden Jian Miaochan, and also cried, they were all personal disciples of the same master, who had traveled all over the world many years ago and disappeared.

"Qinghe, you jumped off the cliff on the Purple Qi Peak, how did Sect Master Pang save you?" Jian Miaochan listened to Ning Qinghe's narration and had some doubts.

Ning Qinghe stood up, regretting that she was too specific about the process, she knew Wu Fan's secret, and once promised to keep her mouth shut for Wu Fan.

A hundred or dozens of people surrounded Wu Fan and walked to the entrance of the main hall, only to see that the banners of the Wicks Society had been erected on both sides, and more than a dozen black-robed monks were guarding the door.

"The rats of the Wicks Society, come over and accept your life, poison and kill, and pay for the blood debt!" Wu Fan shouted, and the sound shook the world.

The dozen or so black-robed monks guarding the gate pounced and attacked Wu Fan repeatedly with their swords.

"Boom, boom, boom-" Wu Fan was not afraid, and slapped a few palms, hitting several black-robed monks respectively, and the next moment, they were all burned by the flames, and the screams were endless.

The rest of the monks wanted to turn around and flee, but they were also beaten by Wu Fan's palm prints and killed on the spot.

The movement here has already alarmed the people in the temple.

The door of the temple opened, and a group of people came out calmly, exuding a monstrous and pressing aura. The first person, dressed in a gold-edged black robe, was Elder Yan, and behind him, several elders of the Wicks Society, whose cultivation realm was at least the first level of the Dan Dao, had a solemn expression on their faces.

"Pang Hai, you have become the sect master, you look like a dog, you dare not listen to orders, as long as the old man activates the life and death spell on your body, you will be killed on the spot, and you will not kneel down to the old man?!" Elder Yan said with a low sigh.