In just half an hour, it made the two of them feel like they had spent a whole year.

Suddenly, the City Lord's Mansion resounded with a piercing chirp.

Xia Si did not hesitate to crush the jade slip that had been prepared long ago.

Xia Yan licked the corners of his mouth, and his eyes showed an evil light.

......

The edge of the hinterland of the mountains.

Nangong Fan walked out slowly from the dense aura, his pupils were peaceful, but there was a chill on his body.

He felt a chill to his bones when he thought that he had been frozen for half a year before he woke up.

If it weren't for the three most important points on his body, the heart, the dantian, and the sea of knowledge, all of which were protected by supernatural things, he would have turned into dry bones in them.

After waking up from it, it took a month to really activate the blood veins in the body. It was a very happy thing, but he found that he couldn't laugh.

Or rather, laughing is worse than crying.

Compared to the month when the bloodline first awakened, forcibly activating the bloodline this time was too violent.

In the next five months, Nangong Fan did not get rid of Nangong Bufan's clutches, and together with Xia Wan, he lingered among various Jedi.

During this period, both were seriously injured and dying more than once.

It is said that it has been tempered in a desperate situation, but it is better to say that it has become a medicine jar.

The results are also quite gratifying, Nangong Fan's spiritual cultivation has broken through to the peak Xuan Realm, and is even on the verge of the consummation of the Xuan Realm. And Xia Wan was almost able to enter the realm with one kick at the door, and the ordinary primary-level realm was no longer an opponent of the two at all.

Leaving the basin, the presence of freesia is not as troublesome as when it came down.

Ao Canglan left a sentence, "I'm going to get ready to go through the nascent period." He escaped into the dantian.

Bai Shu took the initiative to enter the ring very rarely.

The only episode, perhaps, was when the two of them left, and a violent beast roar sounded in the basin.

Nangong Fan didn't need to look closely, and he knew that the entire basin was completely destroyed by Bai Shu, and there was no such pomp and circumstance that had been difficult to achieve for thousands of years.

It's a pity that he is not an alchemist, and the witch doctor's methods are not enough to smelt the ground-level spirit grass, otherwise all kinds of spirit grass alone can make him advance by leaps and bounds.

It's been a smooth journey.

Nangong Fan also understands the rules in this hinterland, it is best to enter alone, as long as the first demon beast encountered in the two areas is defeated, and does not provoke other demon beasts, it will be smooth sailing all the way to the edge of the cliff.

In the level of the Wind Dog, Nangong Fan relied on his own strength to let it retreat, but in the level of the Demon Bull, it reached the explosive speed of the realm, making it give up the pursuit.

Xia Wan is even more simple and rude, the first level is only a sword to successfully pass, and the second level is not at all inferior to fighting with a rabbit demon on the verge of the ground.

If you want to come to the edge of the cliff and have the qualifications to enter the basin, you must surpass the ordinary realm in a certain aspect to be relaxed, otherwise you will be reduced to the rations of demon beasts.

This requirement is not low, many of them with this kind of strength are already fragrant buns in their respective forces, and more importantly, they break through to the realm with this attitude, there is no need to come here to explore.

In Nangong Gray's words, in the past two hundred years, the two of them have come to the basin.

Before Nangong Fan left the sentient space, Nangong Bufan asked for his opinion and went directly to Shizhou without taking the road. It was the apex of the myriad spaces of the Hallows and the place where danger and opportunity coexisted.

Nangong Fan hesitated for a long time, but still refused, but shouted on his lips, "You are a soft rice man, I don't want to be a soft rice man under the soft rice man." ”

Walking in the hinterland of the mountains now, it really feels like a world away.

"Say goodbye!" Nangong Fan's eyes flashed, and he turned his head to look at Xia Wan, who was following behind him.

In the sentient space, in addition to being inherited to make up for the shortcomings of her own exercises, Xia Wan's greatest progress is the sword intent honed in various desperate situations.

Now the coldness that blooms on his body is the same as that of Nangong Fan, but the two colds are very different.

Xia Wan's unsheathed divine sword, as if it would be cut off from the top of her head in the next moment, the sword intent is vast, making people feel uneasy;

Nangong Fan was like ice that had not melted for thousands of years, and white gas was stirring on his body, and ice slag appeared everywhere he walked.

"Thank you..." Xia Wan's face was covered with a light veil again, and the determination in her eyes stared at Nangong Fan's body through the light veil.

"It's okay, there must be a cause and an effect, this should be your creation. Nangong Fan wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh.

"Believe me, I will stop the Xia family..."Xia Wan's eyes flickered, and a fierce aura was stirred up all over her body, and the sword intent was monstrous, if it was a weak person, it would even give rise to the illusion that the end was coming.

When Nangong Fan saw this, he was shocked.

Xia Wan made a promise similar to the Heavenly Dao oath in the name of the sword.

couldn't help but shake his head, he and Xia Qianqiu were doomed from the moment they met, neither of them could turn back, and one of them had to die as the ending.

Either Nangong Fan was captured alive by the Xia family and became a tool to realize his ambitions, which had no other role than to provide blood that still contained vitality, or that the Xia family was ruined and lost its current glory.

Other than that, there is no second way to go.

Fortunately, Xia Wan only said to stop the Xia family, and there are many ways to stop it...

"I believe in you. Nangong Fan smiled faintly, "You go first." ”

"Hmm... Wait for me. Xia Wan nodded, walked out of the hinterland, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Nangong Fan watched her figure disappear among the trees before taking a step.

Walking extremely leisurely for less than a hundred meters, Nangong Fan's eyes became more and more strange, he could feel that he had stepped into a formation, and at the same time, he felt that he was being spied on.

His face remained unchanged, and he continued to take steps while peering around with his divine thoughts. I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart, this formation seems to only have the effect of induction?

His gaze scanned around, and he quickly locked on to the left.

There is a low mountain peak in that direction, and if you stand on the top of the mountain, you can see the hinterland almost unobstructed. It's the best surveillance bottom in the area.

Nangong Fan turned around abruptly and faced the hill. It was easy to see a head disappear in the sunlight, and at the same time, a strange aura shot out from there, and soon passed over the sky and spread to an unknown distance.

"The Xia family's patience is really good!"

Nangong Fan's pupils flickered with a trace of blood, stretched out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, and his body disappeared in an instant in the sun.

......

A strong man at the top of a hill, leaning against a tree with half-squinted pupils, looked very comfortable.

Suddenly, his mind moved, and he had the opportunity to sense the living beings in the formation!

He straightened up, still looking unhurried, after all, demon beasts will also trigger formations, and he has been disappointed many times this year.

"It's so fast... This seems to be Xia Wan?"

The strong man's pupils flickered. Judging from the family's speculation these days, Xia Wan went to a place with Nangong Fan nine times out of ten.

If the guess is correct, Nangong Fan will appear soon, although he has been guarding for a whole year, he still looks forward to the harvest of ten high-grade spirit stones.

"Nangong Fan, Nangong Fan, you must come out, it's up to you whether I can break through the realm or not..."

The strong man poked his head out and scanned intently at the intersection of the windwind, where there was no hiding place except for a few giant trees.

Soon, he saw a figure emerge from the hazy colors of the hinterland.

"Man!" the strong man was shocked, and stared carefully at the familiar face. I was still unsure, so I turned out a picture scroll and compared it slightly, "Except that my face is a little whiter and my hair is longer, it's almost exactly the same." ”

"Nangong Fan has finally come out... Damn, let me stay here for a whole year. ”

The strong man muttered in his mouth, retracted his head, and crushed a piece of jade at the same time. "I've finally completed the task, it's time to leave the depths of this mountain range, and there are too many monsters in this mountain, so I won't be able to sleep well in a day..."

"Then you can get a good night's sleep. An indifferent voice sounded around him.

The strong man was a spirit, although he guessed that his gaze would definitely be noticed, but how could it be so fast?

The spiritual sense rippled around, and his body sank violently, falling from the branches.

The strong man's face was filled with fear, and there was not a single living creature in his vicinity in his spiritual sense...

"Are you looking for me?" Nangong Fan's figure appeared strangely on the branch where the strong man had just stood.

The strong man raised his head, a few ice slags smashed down his face, and a chill welled up in his heart. The body subconsciously trembled twice, and he cursed twice in his heart, how could he feel so cold when the sun was shining.

The upper and lower teeth kept fighting, and there was still a smile on his face, "This young man, did you misunderstand something?"

"Misunderstanding? maybe!" Nangong Fan's eyes did not fluctuate, and he played with the long sword in his hand with a relaxed face, "I just want to do a good thing, you said that you can't sleep well, I let you sleep here for the rest of your life, how about it?"

"Why can't I understand what you're saying?" The strong man's eyes were extremely sincere, he could feel that the person in front of him might be able to take his life with one move, ignoring the chill surging in his body, he spoke again and again, "I'm just an ordinary consummation who came here to seek enlightenment, there are eighty old mothers above, and there are..."

"Eighty old mother?" Nangong Fan snorted softly.

"It's an adjective...", the strong man smiled all over his face, and his posture was very low.

Nangong Fan found at a glance that this guy has been looking for a place to shoot, or a chance to escape, and there is no honest person who can rise and fall in the rivers and lakes to the current realm.

"The rest of the Xia family, when will you arrive?" Nangong Fan said leisurely, the chill on his body kept sprinkling, "Do you still attack in a human-based way?"

"This young man, I really don't understand what you're talking about. The strong man said with a scowl in his face.

"You know..."

"I understand Nima, stinky stupid fork, who has the leisure to talk to you all the time?" the strong man's hand surged with golden light, and he threw a spear violently.

The momentum is menacing, and the momentum is like a bamboo.

The strong man did not hesitate to abandon the spear that had accompanied him for many years and rushed to the side.

As soon as his body moved, his complexion changed suddenly, and he didn't care much about the cold in his body, but at this time, with the movement of his body, those insignificant cold qi also changed.

He could clearly feel his speed, not even a third of his heyday, and couldn't help but secretly say something bad in his heart.

"Damn, you did..."

"Bang!"

Nangong Fan waved the long sword, black lines appeared, and the spear retreated.

A sword is ethereal, like an antelope hanging its horns, and there is no trace to be found.

Vaguely, it seems to hook up the heavenly fire and cause a cold snap.

Before the sword arrived, wisps of frost appeared on the strong man's body.

"Fire and ice, yin and yang. ”

The voice seemed to float from the sky, and the biting chill made the strong man's stiff body tremble, and he subconsciously shivered.

He felt like his thinking had hardened a lot.

It can only be vaguely sensed that the surface of the body is full of flames and the body is covered with frost.

I saw the blood slashing, and a piercing pain spread from the shoulder.

The strong man wanted to yell out, but he couldn't even open his mouth, and his eyes couldn't help blurring.

"I think it's better for you to be honest. A cold voice rang out.

The strong man was decisive and honest.

I asked, and you nodded. If you satisfy me, give you a good time, otherwise you can experience the feeling that life is worse than death. ”