Jun Fuhuan left.

Yang Yifan was still sitting on the sofa, with a headache.

He played with the jade pendant that Jun Fuhuan gave him, and put it in the soul space.

If he was worried about how to rescue Lu Shenqing before, then now he at least doesn't have to think about where Lu Shenqing is, he only needs to think about how to rescue Lu Shenqing in the midst of thousands of troops.

To be honest, it's very difficult, and the success rate is basically zero.

Even if there is Jun Fuhuan's jade pendant.

After all, the powerhouses of other sects are not counted, just the four chairmen of the cultivator association, each of them is at the eighth level of foundation building and above, and with the four of them joining forces, Yang Yifan has no room to turn around at all.

Is there any way to increase the success rate of this operation a little?

Yang Yifan thought about it for a long time, but he didn't expect it, and became a little irritable.

He picked up the cigarette case on the coffee table and planned to smoke a cigarette.

The cigarette case is empty.

Yang Yifan opened the Soul Guarding Space, and he had put several cigarettes in the Soul Divine Sword space before, just to deal with the situation of no cigarettes.

"Huh!"

Just when Yang Yifan took out a box of cigarettes, he suddenly saw a ring in the space of the Imperial Soul Divine Sword.

This is......

The space ring of the four chairmen!

That's right! How did I forget this thing, there are countless treasures in it! If you can't keep it, there is something suitable for your own use!

Thinking of this, Yang Yifan didn't have time to smoke anything, so he quickly took out the space ring, and as soon as his mind moved, his consciousness entered the space ring.

The inside of the ring is still golden and brilliant, the elixir is full of the ground, and the magic weapons are like firewood, and Yang Yifan is dazzled when he sees it.

He didn't rush to find out what treasures were in it, but aimed at one of the elixirs and tried to take it out with his consciousness.

Before breaking through, although he could also enter this ring, it was like a mirror, he could only look at it but not touch it, let alone take it out, so he had to try it now, if he still couldn't take it out, then everything would be empty talk.

Swish!

Yang Yifan's spiritual power condensed into a silk thread, grabbed the pill tightly, and dragged it fiercely!

Resistance!

A lot of resistance!

Under the tugging, Yang Yifan felt a strong resistance, as if he was resisting.

He naturally knew that this was a barrier set up by the four major chairmen, and with his current strength, there was no way to break it, but according to his guess, although it couldn't be cracked, it shouldn't be difficult to take out a few treasures.

Really!

Although there was a strong resistance on that elixir, with the injection of Yang Yifan's spiritual power, that resistance slowly became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

Swish!

With an undetectable voice, in reality, an elixir suddenly appeared in Yang Yifan's hand.

Nine turns of small return to Dan.

The second-level top elixir, the healing holy product, is very valuable, if it is taken by a monk below the fifth layer of the foundation, as long as there is still a breath, it can be saved!

Gee.

Any pill turned out to be a treasure of this level, and Yang Yifan's eyes became eager.

Judging from this trend, I am afraid that there is really a treasure in this space ring that can help you!

After all, this is the 'collection' of the four chairmen in the past few decades, and its number and variety are so complex that it can be said to be rare in the world, and on this basis, it should not be impossible to find something that can help him improve his strength in a short time, or increase his speed in a short time, or some special magic weapons.

Thinking of this, Yang Yifan's eyes immediately lit up, and without saying a word, he buried his head in it.

Jin Zhu Dan, Breaking Void Pill, Returning Yang Dan, Wushui Ming Yang Dan, Thorn Ming Sword, Five Tigers Lianyang Knife, Jin Mu Liyang Whip......

Yang Yifan was like entering a treasure pavilion, there were not only all kinds of pills in it, but also all kinds of divine weapons, each of which contained a strong aura, and it was a sharp and incomparable good thing at a glance.

In addition, there are some cultivation methods, various trick cheats, rare treasures, spiritual herbs and elixirs, it is not an exaggeration to say that this space ring can be said to exude a rich pearl aura from the inside out, which is dizzying.

Yang Yifan's goal this time was mainly to find a treasure that could escape from the scene in the midst of the army, such as some legendary teleportation scroll or something, but whether this thing existed or not remains to be verified, so he didn't have any hope at all.

But anyway, it's still a long time, and there is still a whole night until noon tomorrow, so he can look for it slowly and carefully.

Just when Yang Yifan didn't listen to what was going on outside the window and was only looking for the baby, there was a big earthquake in the Yanjing monk circle at this time!

"What? The four chairmen want to kill Lu Shenqing?! ”

"This information is not reliable!"

"No, it won't!"

"Lu Shenqing used to be the head of the Sword Sect, and his strength should not be underestimated, if he kills him, I'm afraid it will have a great impact!"

"Who doesn't say it, everyone knows that Lu Shenqing is actually not wrong, at the beginning he said that he was imprisoned, everyone can accept it, but if he is killed, it ......"

"Something big, something big, the four chairmen are going to make a desperate bet, just see if Yang Yifan will appear tomorrow!!"

“……”

The news of the killing of Lu Shenqing at noon tomorrow quickly spread like wings to all the sects in Yanjing, and all the sects that received the news were all dumbfounded and shocked.

And just when these Yanjing native monks were shocked by the news, a meeting was also going on in a small courtyard in Xicheng District.

It's still the seventy or eighty people, and it's still the old woman who sits alone in the first place.

Her old eyes swept over Death Zhou, and a hoarse voice sounded: "According to the latest news, the blockade of Yanjing is not because of us, but because of a kid named Yang Yifan, and because of this kid, the masters of the Cultivator Association will gather at noon tomorrow at a place called Qingling Mountain, the four chairmen will go, and the heads of many sects will also go." ”

Speaking of this, she coughed lightly a few times, and then said lightly: "Tomorrow at noon, the holy woman will come here, what should you do, what you want to do, how to do it, you don't need me to teach you, right?" ”

"Understood!"

Many monks nodded when they heard this, and they all agreed.

The white-haired old woman, also known as Brigitte Niangniang, nodded tremblingly, and her eyes slowly became fierce.

"This time is a good opportunity for our Miao Jiang cultivators, if we can take this opportunity to wipe out this group of cultivators in the Alliance, then this Huaxia is our Miao Jiang who has the final say!"

"So, tomorrow at noon Qingling Mountain, you can kill as many as you want, as for the four chairmen, the saint has her own way!"

(End of chapter)