Qin Fan left Jiangluo City with Xiao Yunzhong like a white lightning bolt and appeared in the woods on the edge of Jiangluo City. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He infused a part of the Yuan Force into Xiao Yunzhong's body to stabilize his injuries, and then directly took out the Qingyang Dan Furnace and woke up Dong Wuzhi inside.

Dong Wuzhi looked at Xiao Yunzhong, who was angry in front of him, and asked puzzledly: "Lord, who is this person?" Why did you hurt so badly? ”

After asking this sentence, he found that Qin Fan's hair had turned gray, and he was about to ask, but Qin Fan had already interrupted him: "This person is my disciple, no matter what method you use in this seat, I will see a disciple who is alive and well within three days!" Of course, the kind with absolutely no after-effects! ”

At this moment, Qin Fan was full of anger, which made Dong Wuzhi frown, but he didn't dare to say anything for a while.

Qin Fan threw the storage token on his body to Dong Wuzhi, and then said, "You can call the medicinal materials in this at will, and be sure to heal my disciple!" ”

"This ...... All right! ”

Dong Wuzhi thought for a moment in his heart, and he already had a plan.

With sufficient elixir, Dong Wuzhi is confident that he can save a dead person, and this is the first task after recognizing Qin Fan as the master, how can he retreat.

After receiving Dong Wuzhi's promise, Qin Fan immediately looked back and arranged a small concealment array, hiding all of the Qingyang Dan Furnace and Xiao Yunzhong.

Qin Fan casually hid his figure, his divine sense entered the Jiuli bag, looked at Dongfang Ming who was full of excitement, and said lightly: "You tell me the details of what happened when Xiaojun was arrested." ”

Qin Fan had already learned from Dongfang Tianxuan that the little monster I, Long Yanjun, was caught by Ouyang Dian, the envoy of Wei, to Wei State, but he still needed to know something about the specific process.

"Yes, senior, we were ..... at that time"

Dongfang Ming saw Qin Fan's strength in the Jiuli bag, and when he heard Qin Fan's words, he hurriedly told the details of what happened at that time.

The current Dongfang Ming, his eyes are full of admiration and awe for Qin Fan, his heart is surging, and when he thinks of Qin Fan's great power just now, he yearns for it.

"You can practice for a period of time according to the mental mantra taught by this seat, and after this seat rescues the apprentice, I will give you a chance to create."

Qin Fan's voice revealed a trace of anxiety, and he said softly. Dongfang Ming thanked him again and again, grateful to Qin Fan for his reconstruction, Qin Fan nodded slightly and withdrew from the Jiuli bag.

Closed the communication between Jiuli bag and the outside world, only then did he say "wow", spit out five or six mouthfuls of blood and water in a row, and the meridians in the body were as if they had been shocked, and they couldn't stop twitching, as if they wanted to be stripped of their bodies, and the Dao Ji in the dantian began to appear one after another deep cracks, although the Dao Ji was not destroyed at this moment, it was a matter of time.

Qin Fan forcibly suppressed the huge injury in his body, gritted his teeth, looked in the direction of Wei Guo, narrowed his eyes, and secretly said in his heart, even if Lao Tzu dies in the end, he will give you a lesson that he will never forget!

Thinking of his little disciple, who had suffered a lot since he was a child, and now he was still tied to the top of the East Dome Hall of the Wei Palace to suffer, Qin Fan's heart was like a knife, but he had to prepare everything rationally.

In a month's time, he no longer has a month to prepare, he wants to rush to Wei to rescue him before Emperor Wei disposes of the little monster, and he swears that if he treats his disciples like this, he will definitely let the entire Wei State know what his Qin Fan's anger represents!

Qin Fan began to think in his heart, his current strength, even if he self-destructed the Dao Foundation and urged the powerful power of the Spiritual Light Ancient Mirror, when facing a country, he still had more than enough heart and insufficient strength, not to mention that a country's masters were like clouds, even ordinary magic weapons would be like carp crossing the river, and when the time came, he would not only be unable to rescue Xiao Jun, but would even put his own and Xiao Yunzhong's lives into it.

Strength, how can you improve your strength in a short period of time!

Qin Fan frowned, and suddenly a bright light flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered that there was a formation that could temporarily transfer the cultivation of others to his own, but it was just the price, the greater the gap in cultivation between the two, the greater the cost.

It's just that now, Qin Fan has already drunk his life, and he doesn't want his name, what do he care!

He carefully thought about the details of this formation, and found that he had almost no materials for arranging the formation, and it was almost impossible to gather so many magic weapons and spiritual objects in a short period of time.

Qin Fan was anxious in his heart, causing the wound, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, but because of the pain, he thought of how to arrange this formation, Qin Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth, looked in a certain direction, and said lightly: "Ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps to the sky, we will meet again so soon!" ”

He had already locked on the target of the formation grafting, and it was Murong Yi, the first pavilion of the Qiankun Nine Sword Pavilion, the pavilion master of the Immortal Heaven Sword Pavilion!

And at this moment, above the Wei Palace, a young man who was shrouded in a black robe was frowning and quietly observing the movements of the Wei Palace, looking at Long Yanjun, who had already opened his skin, and his heart was even more anxious.

If that kid dies on the top of the East Dome, even if he rescues him, it will be in vain, and he will even anger the black dragon, he can't wait any longer, if he waits any longer, I'm afraid that he will never be able to get the dragon clan's phaseless dragon magic skill!

This person is Yi Shaoqi who came to Wei to rescue Long Xiuli's son Long Yanjun, for Long Xiuli's promise and Wuxiang Dragon Divine Skill, Yi Shaoqi also took risks and gambled everything on his own, if he succeeded, he could ascend to the sky in one step!

As the night fell, thousands of stars dotted the sky, and the cold night breeze blew, so that Ishoqi's irritable heart gradually calmed down.

Yi Shaoqi, absolutely urged the flying sword under him, and rushed directly to save people, he has been observing here for three days, and he has not felt anything abnormal, and he thinks that he has a rough judgment on the strength of the Wei Imperial Palace.

In a small secular dynasty, what kind of shocking powerhouse can there be, at most, it is a day immortal who cultivates like himself, and it is estimated that it is the limit.

In his view, even if he couldn't rescue Long Yanjun, it would be no problem for him to retreat. Thinking of this, Yi Shaoqi no longer hesitated, urged the flying sword, and flew directly towards Long Yanjun in the Ding Department of the East Dome Palace, trying to save Long Yanjun with lightning speed, and then quickly escaped.

With a "bang", the beautiful idea in Izozzi's mind had not yet been implemented, and he felt that he had hit something, and a hot pain immediately came from his face.

Before he could react, he felt a sword qi behind him that made his hair stand on end, and he was so frightened that he hurriedly turned over to dodge, and with a whoosh, the sharp sword qi directly penetrated his left shoulder bone, and a pillar of blood gushed out, and then three figures slowly surrounded him from a distance.