"Whew~~~"

In the sand hut where Zheng Fan was, he was lying on the ground, as if he was asleep and dreaming, and his breathing was quite heavy.

"Bang~~~"

Liu Yueqin was shot away by a young man in the ancient city of eternal life, and for Zheng Fan, it was like being there.

If someone is in the sand house where Zheng Fan is at this time, they will find that his closed right eye is constantly revealing bright brilliance.

"How about it, I heard that there is a strong man in your Luoxia Sect, is it a rumor that it is untrue?" The words that the young man said when he looked down at the injured Liu Yueqin were so clear to Zheng Fan.

The scene like a dream changed again, a young man cultivated in Cuiling Peak, and the care he received from his master and a group of senior brothers was like a scene from the past.

"Boom~~~"

On the immortal stage, the young man kicked the injured Liu Yueqin again, causing him to vomit a mouthful of backblood.

"Buzz~~~"

Just when Luo Zhen and the others were unbearable, Zheng Fan, who was breathing heavily, suddenly opened his eyes.

As Zheng Fan's right eye and the texture of the annual rings rotated, turning into a vortex, his sturdy figure had gradually shrunk in the sand house.

"What's going on?"

Wuyu, who felt the vibration of the sand house, opened the door to investigate, but saw Zheng Fan's body distorted, absorbed into the rotating brilliance of his right eye, and finally turned into a point of light and disappeared.

"It's ......"

The black jade with the thorny Dao rhyme mark on his face has too much incredulity for Zheng Fan's disappearance.

Although Wuyu realized that the unfathomable Zheng Fan might not stay in this home forever, he didn't expect that he would kill the Dao Yun Mark woman, and such a thing would happen within two days of his return.

"Don't joke with me."

Wuyu, who entered the house, came to the floor and touched it, but did not get any response.

"Wuyu, didn't you tell you not to disturb him casually?" Wu Qing came to the door of the sand house and said softly to her sister.

"He's gone......"

Somewhat sure that Zheng Fan really disappeared, Wu Yu hurriedly said to Wu Qing at the door.

Even if she and Zheng Fan are only husband and wife in name, Wu Qing's reluctant smile still has a faint sense of sadness.

"He doesn't belong here, even if he stays, it's reluctant, let's clean up, let's wait for him for a few days, if he doesn't come back, let's also leave the Falling Spirit Desert and find a relatively peaceful place to settle down." Thinking of Zheng Fan's reminder before, Wu Qing was more concerned about Wu Yu and Wu Dan's father.

"Do you have to wait?"

Wuyu only felt that her sister was still having illusions.

"Woo~~~"

In the Immortal City, I am afraid that no one would have thought that after Liu Yueqin was injured, a distorted brilliance was released in her eyes.

Seeing the brilliance diffused from the woman's right eye Liu Yueqin, gradually condensing into the figure of a man, the young man who wanted to continue to attack him couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly to reveal a solemn look.

"Was it summoned?"

Bai Yi, who was sitting on a Taishi chair outside the Changsheng Terrace, was wearing the cloak of the admiral of the Donglin Dynasty.

Zheng Fan, who silently helped Liu Yueqin, thought of the fact that she was able to stay in the Thousand Spirits Sect because of her relationship, and the mistakes of the Netherworld.

"I said a long time ago that the Great War of the Hundred Sects should not come, even if it comes, how good it would be to dig up the elixir on the periphery of the Immortal Forbidden Land." Zheng Fan looked at Liu Yueqin's pair of moist eyes, and said with a blank expression.

The people of the Luoxia Sect under the Immortal Throne are not much better than Liu Yueqin's situation, and from the fact that Luo Zhen wanted to step forward but there was blood on the corner of her mouth, Zheng Fan knew that she was not lightly injured.

As for Geng Bin, he has a sword hole on his body, and it is quite difficult to get up.

Guan Ruoyao, who has the purpose of Xingyan Spirit, is in the camp of the Heavenly Star Gate, but there is nothing to do.

Just seeing Zheng Fan appear, Guan Ruoyao's expression couldn't hide her surprise.

"I didn't expect her to be really from Tianxingmen."

Zheng Fan picked up Liu Yueqin and walked off the immortal platform step by step, without complaining about Guan Ruoyao's inaction.

"Come with me, I'll send you out."

Although Liu Yueqin was injured, her life was not in danger, and Zheng Fan did not avenge her, but the remaining humanity of Luoxia Sect.

"Are you the powerhouse of the Luoxia Sect? Now that you're out, why rush to leave. On the emerald green immortal platform, the young man who injured Liu Yueqin said to Zheng Fan with a smile.

"I'm afraid that if I'm too late, I'll leave my life here, speaking of which, this Hundred Sects War is just a group of spiritual cultivators who are still quiet in the Ancient City of Immortal Life, taking the opportunity to show off, isn't it clear how many catties and taels they have?" Zheng Fan didn't look back and grinned.

"Let's go like this, I'm afraid we won't be able to get out."

While observing the Immortal Ancient City, Liu Yueqin reminded Zheng Fan.

"I can come, and I will naturally take you?