Lying on a simple bed, I took a deep breath and thought about everything that had happened today. Frowning, things can be troublesome, but not life. The biggest possibility is to be punished. After a few deep breaths, Gao Fan's soul entered the immortal cloud space and began to practice his skills.

[Purple Thunder Heavenly Chapter], it was sacrificed by Gao Fan. After a while, the purple light lit up! This kind of suppression of ghost cultivation, after nine days, is still very strong!

In the fairy clouds, Gao Fan took out the white rice paper and began to carefully copy the runes of the "Yugui Jue". In the fragrance of rhinoceros flowers, Gao Fan embraced Yuan Guiyi and worked on rapid transcription. Finally, he entered a magical state. He didn't need to memorize it, but he wrote it out naturally. These runes, put into the secular world, can already be a lot of little ghosts.

In this magical artistic conception, accompanied by a shout, there was a strong purple rhythm meteor! This book is a fierce attack! Gao Fan felt a breath, looked at the unprecedented purple light, nodded with satisfaction, and his ability to control ghosts improved.

Then there's the Golden Eye Spell.

A large number of spirit stones were added to the golden lotus leaves, and it swayed in the breeze of the nine heavens, like a huge whale sucking in water, devouring Ling Li. Suddenly, the golden light of the "Holy Lotus" flashed. Purple and golden lotus leaves begin to sprout, but they don't grow quickly. Gao Fan knew that this not only required a higher level of golden spirit, but also required his own higher attainments! Otherwise, the purple gold at this time, after all, was nothing, and the most attacking short arrow was platinum gold.

"True purple arrows......

Gao Fan opened his eyes, looked at the blue iron cage, and shook his head contemptuously.

The golden eyes of the golden age can be easily broken through!

"Humph!"

After absorbing the golden light of the Holy Lotus, the colorful magic power became more powerful, and the aura gradually became more and more, especially the golden aura, which was the most powerful, followed by the black one. After an hour of practice, Gao Fan came to the earthen area, but his eyebrows furrowed. Gao Fan has a lot of kikas. In fact, killing people from law enforcement is not a problem, unless Bai Yuanfang encounters it. For example, the ferocious beasts of this era. But... Gao Fan covered his nose and took out the ghost medicine from Lao Ye.

"Great!"

Gao Fan is in good spirits. Looking forward to it, she could see that there was a white halo around the large steel box, like a white cloud and a steel curtain. But at this time, the white light curtain made a clicking sound, which was visible to the naked eye. It is full of cracks, like broken porcelain. ://

Gao Fan was very happy. He quickly added some Fire Spirit Stones, causing the Red Lotus Leaf to release a stronger Fire Holy Light. At the same time, with ancient temple bricks, the last heavy blow!

A brick down!

Sure enough, with a loud bang, the last of the white halo collapsed and completely disappeared into the sea of fire. After clicking on the box, click on the mechanism, and a small groove appears. Obviously, we still need the corresponding spirit. After hesitating for a while, Gao Fan thought about it carefully, took out the gold grade preservation pavilion, and pressed it into the ditch. At the same time, the gold standard of the degrading pavilion was also seized from the riverboat.

Suddenly insert the golden ancient coin into the slot. Sure enough, with a blow, the steel box on the first floor opened! Gao Fan was surprised to see ...... A huge fire system fairy stone appeared in front of her!

This fairy stone is very huge and staggering in size. Ordinary spirit stones and fairy stones are only the size of a baby's fist. But in front of us, the fairy stones mined from the primeval forest were the size of a bowl. They are the essence of the power of fire, surging. Even, the surrounding space became clear, filled with the power of fire, excluding all other forces!

Hi fans!

Gao Fan has the fire of the sun and the fire of golden fireworks. As long as there is the Immortal Stone Fire, it can be integrated into the Immortal Cultivation, one of the three major flames in the world. Compared to the solar fire that Gao Fan used many times at this time, the Golden Fairy Fire was many times more powerful, and the temperature was also more terrifying and challenging. After all, the Sunfire is only one of the Golden Elven Fires.

There are three types of Gushura Divine Fire: Golden Immortal Fire, Black Magic Fire, and Gray Poison Fire. At this time, Gao Fan accidentally got the Golden Immortal Fire!

"It is very powerful to hold the aura of the sky with the flames of the sun. What about the Golden Fairy Fire?"

"All attacks on the Sunfire have increased!"

Thinking of this powerful power, Gao Fan blushed with excitement. Looking forward to the day when the three kinds of fires will gather together again and make the Gushura Holy Cremation! In addition to the excitement, Gao Fan wanted to open the second layer, but found that it was ...... This box is really tight. After breaking the white aura outside, there is a black aura to protect the box on the second layer! Gao Fan tried it, and found that the black halo was also very strong, and it still couldn't be opened in a short time! (¥ new speed ¥ degree is the most &>.)

Unless there is a corresponding spell.

But the monster died very early. Where did Gao Fan's spell come from?

"What did that demon cultivator aunt steal from the Great Primeval Forest?" Even the elves of the second layer are more important than the giant fire fairy stones of the first layer?"

After a while, Gao Fan was disappointed and excited. After all, the spirit of the first level is so rare. The second level of black halo protection is even more valuable! But at this time, it really can't be opened. Gao Fan could only place the box in the fire system area to stimulate the holy light of the Holy Lotus fire system and continue to burn.

"Woo ......"

Helplessly left Xianyun, and at the last moment, Gao Fan went around to see if there was a main cloud by his side. One more point. Unfortunately, there are many immortal clouds in the sky, but there are also master clouds. It's something you can never find.

Gao Fan shook his head, and his spirit returned to the cold prison. There was only a moldy quilt in the prison, but the underground prison was really cold. The sails raised can only be sheltered in the long night, and gradually rest. I hope there will be better results tomorrow.

"Zhang Xiang, he's such a badass. ”

Now, outside the dungeon.

Wu Huan was a thin monkey with a gloomy face and a cold voice. Can't I go in?"

Wu Huan also wanted to go in. He humiliated Gao Fan and asked Gao Fan to kneel and beg for mercy. He didn't dare to touch Su Lan again!

When did Su Lan get from this skinny monkey?

A pipe dream.

"Yes!" At this time, the two elders nodded resolutely and said in a cold voice, "This is the order of the old man Bai Chang. No one is allowed to disturb Gao Fan! Elder Bai Chang just gave a death order not long ago!"

"Captain Wu... I'm sorry, you can't bother Gao Fan!"

What is STRAN?

Then, a gray substance in the insect's body gradually enters Gao Fan's body. As the blood flows, it enters the brain...... At this moment, Gao Fanlu's heart was trembling, his spirit was trembling, and finally he fell into an illusion>!

Gray dreams, everything is black and white color, no color, a bit unreal, and very different from ordinary dreams. Gao Fan forgot other things for a while, forgot his identity as a monk during the founding of the People's Republic of China, forgot to be a talisman, forgot Zhu Laosan, Zhuge Wu, Brother Xiang, Chu Yinglan...... Forgot everything in three years of cultivation!

It seems that in this strange gray dream, Gao Fan has returned to the day when he first came to Qimen more than three years ago.

In the city, there are many cars, people and pedestrians. Gao Fan walked on the gray streets, saw the artists spitting fire, saw the stalls selling animal skins, and saw the worldly beauty entertaining the gods, everything was so magical.

"Where is this?" Raise the sails of the subconscious.

But suddenly, in an instant, a familiar and yet strange person appeared silently from thousands of numbers. The man has a handsome face, but his face is a little white. His eyes were black and his feet were puffy. At first glance, he knew he was drunk. But he was clearly a remarkable young man, wearing a pair of black soft-soled boots on his feet, a green jade pendant on his waist, and a gilded folding fan in his hand.

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