Daoist Mo Xin watched Doctor Zhao and the others walk to his side, and he didn't resist, chanted a trumpet, and then slowly closed his eyes.

In his previous life, Daoist Mo Xin had already stepped into the path of martial arts at this time.

But in this life, Daoist Mo Xin is an ordinary old man in the twilight, and the reason is that there is no shortage of water in the Taoist temple in this life. In his previous life, he went to the river to fetch water because of the lack of water in the Taoist temple, fell into the river, and swallowed a spirit crystal by chance.

Daoist Mo Xin knows where the spirit crystal is, but according to him, everything has cause and effect, since the cause is not there, then where does the effect come from?

Dr. Zhao took the anesthetic needle handed by the nurse and plunged it towards Mo Xindao's arm.

Yang Fan stared at Daoist Mo Xin, who was slowly falling towards the back, his eyes were as cold as ice, "Dao Chief, this is all forced by you!"

In order to get the information he wanted, Yang Fan did not hesitate to dissect Mo Xindao's brain, so as to obtain the memory in Mo Xindao's mind.

"Boom !!"

Suddenly!

A terrifying aura descended from the sky, causing everyone present to breathe for a moment.

Yang Fan raised his head suddenly, and a pair of red flame wings suddenly unfolded behind him, and the scrolls of heaven and earth aura were like stormy waves, enveloping everyone present.

In the sky above the True Taoist Temple, the phantom of the huge swallow bell crown emerged.

"Bang !!"

Yang Fan took off in one arrow step, piercing through the roof, his wings flapped behind him, staring at the looming Yan Ling crown above his head, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils, "Grave keeper?"

Not long ago, Yang Fan had already received the news that the martial king He Juxing and others who excavated the ancient tomb of Cleopatra were missing, so 80% of the people who are now in control of Yan Lingguan are tomb keepers.

"The Holy Maiden once said that the tomb keeper was so loyal that even if he died, he never opened the tomb of Cleopatra...... It seems that the Holy Maiden has misjudged you. In your previous life, you shouldn't have known that the tomb of Cleopatra was filled with the artifact swallow bell crown. People's hearts are really greedy!" The corners of Yang Fan's mouth flashed with a touch of sarcasm, "Do you think that Yan Lingguan alone can save Mo Xindao?"

"Boom !!"

Suddenly, a metallic sound sounded, and a spear appeared in Yang Fan's hand.

Aeolus Lance!

Yang Fan took out a spirit crystal from his pocket with an indifferent look in his eyes, and slapped it into the Fengshen spear he was holding in his hand with his backhand.

Suddenly, the Wind God Spear became even more illusory, like a roll of majesty, looming, and the true face was not visible.

"Boom !!"

With one step out, Yang Fan's whole person seemed to be shrouded in flames, and even thunder appeared, and that speed surpassed the capture of the naked eye.

At the foot of the true green mountain, the tomb keeper Ah Cai sat cross-legged, with a swallow bell crown placed between his knees, and his face looked a little pale.

As the deafening sound of collision sounded, the Yan Ling crown placed between his knees shook slightly, and the power of the roll of rules overflowed, almost tearing Ah Cai apart.

"Buzz !!"

At the same time, a huge figure suddenly appeared in the sky of Zhenqing Mountain, condescending, looking at the illusory swallow bell crown that stretched for dozens of miles below, as well as the flickering Yang Fan in it.

Extreme martial arts!

Yang Fan looked at the huge face that suddenly appeared in the sky, and couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

Only by refining the limit of artistic conception and comprehending the existence of the heart of martial arts can there be a chance to condense.

The existence of the second gate of the Holy Realm may not be able to condense the Extreme Dao Martial Body.

However, the existence of condensing the Extreme Dao Martial Body is at least the existence of the second gate of the Holy Realm.

Emperor Pengyuan manifested his extreme martial body, like a god, looking down condescendingly, a big hand like a mountain, piercing through the shroud of the Yanling crown, and grabbing Yang Fan.

Although the artifact is strong, it also depends on who is controlling it.

With Ah Cai's strength, he couldn't activate ten percent of Yan Lingguan's power at all, and naturally he couldn't stop the extreme martial body manifested by Emperor Pengyuan.

"Extinguishing !!"

Although he was shocked in his heart, Yang Fan would not sit still.

With the strength of the third step of his Transformation Saint Realm, he couldn't stop the suppression of the Extreme Dao Martial Body, but he had two artifacts, the Blazing Thunder Wing and the Wind God Spear.

"Buzz !!"

The Wind God Spear suddenly disappeared into Yang Fan's hand.

"Boom !!"

In the next second, the huge palm that fell suddenly collapsed, and a spear shadow composed of a whirlwind folded in a circle in mid-air and fell towards Yang Fan.

"Humph!"

A cold snort sounded like a thunderbolt, and Emperor Pengyuan's manifestation of the Extreme Dao Martial Body bent his waist, opened his mouth wide, and bit Yang Fan who was suspended in the air.

The big mouth is like a black hole, devouring everything and destroying everything!

"Woo Woo !!"

Looking at the huge mouth that bit him, Yang Fan took a deep breath and fell down with all his might.

At the same time, a young man in the Taoist temple suddenly stepped out with an arrow, the dagger cut through the palm, and a puddle of blood spilled on Yang Fan who was roaring.

"Buzz !!"

Blood splattered onto the Blazing Wings.

In an instant, the color of the Blazing Thunder Wings became even more red, like magma, trying to set the void on fire.

"Huh?"

At the foot of the True Castle Mountain, Emperor Pengyuan's face changed slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, looking at Tian Wuji, "The power of the Blazing Thunder Wing has almost been activated. ”

"Impossible, isn't it? A group of Saint Transformation Realm martial artists can completely activate the Blazing Thunder Wing?" Tian Wuji raised an eyebrow.

"It should be because of that peng's blood!" Emperor Pengyuan's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly stepped out.

Tian Wuji followed.

High in the sky, the huge Extreme Dao Martial Body was ignited and turned into a sky full of Mars, which was beautiful, like a thousand clouds falling on the world.

"Bang !!"

Yang Fan's face turned pale, and he fell in the Taoist temple, and the blazing thunder wings that fanned behind him suddenly fell towards the young man who had cut his palm before.

When Blazing Wings landed behind him, the young man convulsed, his blood surging uncontrollably towards Blazing Wings.

In an instant, the color of the Blazing Wings changed from crimson to deep blue, as if composed of patches of thunder and lightning.

"Bloodline?"

Suddenly!

Emperor Pengyuan's voice full of surprise sounded from the gate.

Looking in the direction of the sound, Yang Fan and the others all changed their faces slightly.

"Emperor Pengyuan... Heaven is endless?"

Emperor Pengyuan smiled, his eyes were full of curiosity, and he looked at the young man behind him who was fanning the thunder wing, "Why is this blazing thunder wing connected to your blood?"

Lei Bo stared at Emperor Pengyuan with a vigilant face, and said coldly, "No comment!"

"Are you still arrogant?" Emperor Pengyuan laughed in a low voice, and suddenly smiled introvertedly, his eyes were cold, "I, I hate ants like you the most." ”

"Your guts, it's really big!"

Tian Wuji half-squinted, looking at Dr. Zhao who was holding a scalpel in the distance with a panicked face, and his figure suddenly faded.

"Bang!!"

Dr. Zhao, who was standing beside Daoist Mo Xin, holding a scalpel, suddenly turned into a cloud of blood mist, and even the three nurses also fell to the ground together, without any breath.

Tian Wuji stretched out his hand and put it on Mo Xindao's shoulder, and a wisp of Jin Yuan slowly poured into his body.

"A group of lackeys, it's not a pity to die!" Tian Wuji squinted his eyes and looked up at Yang Fan and the others, "Pengyuan, kill them all!"

"Tian Wuji, are you ordering me?" Emperor Pengyuan raised his eyebrows and asked in a cold voice.