Chen Fan raised the black knife, and the right hand holding the black knife stabbed out, plunging the black knife into the ground on the side.

Then he stretched out his hands, and a spirit stone like a soft goose stone appeared on his hands, emitting an unusually warm light.

"Are the guardian spirits inherited by your Wudang Street all immortal martial spirits...... Little Taoist, you should feel lucky - now you are more useful to live than to die. ”

The corners of Chen Fan's mouth curled slightly: "Your immortal martial spirit has long wanted to fight, but you can't suppress it all the time." ”

He lifted the little priest up from the ground.

Chen Fan did not choose to kill the little Taoist.

He won't do senseless killing, what's the use of killing the little Taoist?

Chen Fan could feel the immortal martial spirit in the little Taoist priest's body, which was much stronger than the immortal martial spirit of the Ming Ling Taoist priest.

The little Taoist priest died, but his guardian spirit was able to liberate all his combat power.

If you fight with it, you will definitely not be able to do it as neatly as before, and you may have to be delayed here.

Chen Fan didn't have time to fight here for a long time now.

"I saved you, and you owe me my life." Chen Fan said very scoundrelly: "I will have to pay it back in the future." ”

"Now, there's a fight, do you want to go with me? Yes & ...... The battle between Yingqi! ”

Chen Fan caressed the top of the little Taoist's head with one hand, and pressed the other hand on the injury in the little Taoist's heart.

Immortal stone heals!

After obtaining a brand-new fairy spirit stone statue, Chen Fan finally bid farewell to the embarrassing situation when the stone statue was healed in the past.

It is no longer necessary to maintain contact with a large area of the body, and it is only necessary to touch the top of the head or wounds with your hands to treat them.

On top of that, the speed of treatment is greatly accelerated.

The wound on the little Taoist's heart healed quickly, and the little Taoist's originally dull and pale face gradually appeared bloody.

The little Taoist priest looked at this familiar treatment and did not speak.

A long time ago, there was a person who was like this, taking his immortal martial spirit to treat the little Taoist.

It's just that the person just now is no longer there.

However, the little Taoist's eyes gradually brightened, and finally he took a deep breath, sat up, and a domineering giant turtle suddenly appeared behind him.

This giant turtle has an ethereal fairy aura, and it is indeed hideous with armor on its back, and its head is like a dragon beast!

The giant turtle's tail is composed of an ink-colored giant snake, although it is only a snake body, it looks more noble than a dragon.

On the hideous back armor of the giant tortoise, there stood a figure wearing a fairy robe, his face shrouded in a mask, barefoot and empty-fisted, but it made people feel that it could burst out with amazing power at any time.

"This is my guardian spirit Xuanwu Immortal, not the legendary Divine Beast Xuanwu, but has some relationship with it."

Looking at Chen Fan's gaze, the little Taoist priest suddenly explained, as if he understood the surprise in Chen Fan's eyes.

"Do you hate me for killing your brother?" Chen Fan suddenly said loudly, as if he was not worried about the little Taoist priest who was close at hand and hurt people.

"No, he's no longer my brother." The little Taoist priest's face was a little sad, but his gaze at Chen Fan was very calm, and there was no hatred or anger.

The little Taoist priest glanced at the headless corpse that had fallen to the ground, and he stretched out his hand as his injuries gradually recovered.

The immortal standing on the giant tortoise then stretched out his hand, and a white flame appeared in the palm of the Xuanwu immortal's white jade, floating down on the corpse of the Mingling Taoist.

The white flames instantly turned the corpse of the Ming Spirit Taoist into a pile of ashes.

Chen Fan looked at the little Taoist priest who had recovered, and instantly lifted the healing effect of the immortal stone, although its healing effect was very amazing, but the consumption also became extremely huge.

The ashes of the Ming Ling Taoist did not drift away with the wind, but condensed into a ball under the traction of the white flames, and then fell into the spiritual clothes space of the Tongxuan Little Taoist and disappeared.

"Xiaodao needs to send Mingling's ashes back to the mountain gate of Wudang Street, so in the next battle, I will do my best, this is my duty." The little Taoist priest said unusually seriously: "Dare to ask who is the surname of the senior brother?" ”

The immortal stone healing that Chen Fan performed just now can be regarded as an immortal method, and his age is older than that of the little Taoist, so the little Taoist's title to Chen Fan has become a senior brother.

"Chen Fan." Chen Fan was quite amused by this title.

Hearing Chen Fan's name, the little Taoist priest nodded solemnly and continued: "The grace of saving your life will never be forgotten. ”

"Those who cultivate the Tao pay attention to cutting off the edge of the dust."

"If you can leave this island alive and return to the mountain gate, Xiaodao will come to follow your senior brother until you return this life-saving grace."

Chen Fan raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that his previous casual words would be taken seriously by the little Taoist.

However, he didn't care too much, who could tell what happened in the future, he just wanted the little Taoist priest to become a useful combat force on this island.

Chen Fan smiled and pulled the green kite back onto his back.

"Get ready, girl."

"Next, maybe it's a battle of life and death!"

The green kite clenched the long sword wrapped in white cloth, in the past twenty days, it was not only Chen Fan who had become stronger.

The thunder that blocked the Ming Ling Daoist before was more than a step stronger than when he first set foot on this island.

The girl in Tsing Yi, who could enter the battle state at any time, was not worried about the upcoming battle, but looked at the little Taoist priest with concern.

Although the little Taoist priest looks unpretentious at first glance, if you look closely, you will feel that he is actually quite beautiful.

The girl always felt that she had gained another competitor.

Chen Fan looked up at the screen of the water god in the sky, and constantly made a unique connection with Mu Liu, who was at the core of the water god's seal, while calculating the time.

A small white loach suddenly appeared on his shoulder, and began to release surging spiritual power, communicating with the screen of the water god in the sky.

"Ready to go!" Chen Fan carried the green kite on his back, and at the same time reached out and grabbed the little Taoist priest who was concentrating on the preparation, and shouted violently.

A column of water suddenly descended from the screen of the water god, enveloping the three of them, making the figures of the three disappear.

In front of the ancient hall of the huge ruins, rumbling and rumbling constantly occurred.

Bang!

A figure was constantly knocked away, looking extremely miserable, but it was blocked in front of a figure again and again.

"Is that what you two want to die for?" Ying Qi put his hands on his back and watched the scene in front of him with great interest, not sighing.

The little fat man in black armor stood in front of the jacaranda, constantly bombarded by Bai Qi and Meng Tian, and there were scattered artifact fragments everywhere around him.

The little fat man's originally mighty black armor was also in tatters, and there were huge cracks everywhere, and he could see the wounds on Shen Ming's body.

Shen Ming's helmet had almost been blown off, revealing a face covered with blood, but this face was full of stubbornness, and he laughed at Ying Qi: "I, who do you think you are, and you don't take pictures of yourself, do you really think you are some kind of bullshit Your Highness, I don't know how many people are stronger than you in the underworld, just if you want Lao Tzu to surrender, haha, it's impossible!" ”

"And the jacaranda, didn't I say you don't want to give me spiritual power, just stand behind me and watch obediently, it's none of your business here! I'm going to get you out of here, I promise! ”

Jacaranda's delicate and beautiful face was full of tears, she had already given all her spiritual power to Shen Ming, and fought with him until the last moment.

The little fat man suddenly said to the jacaranda behind him: "Do you remember? I still have that secret method to open the spatial passage on my body, and when I activate it, you will escape, do you hear!! ”

He endured fierce spiritual attacks from the front, and his body never fell, and he never let a trace of strength be transmitted to the jacaranda behind him.

A drop of crystal tears slid through his cheeks, the jacaranda bit her lip, hugged Shen Ming from behind her, and said word by word: "Big fool!" ”

How could she not remember that secret method, but the secret method of opening the spatial passage, which needed to be opened at the cost of Shen Ming's own life, was a secret technique that had been passed down from generation to generation in Wanshang Street—in order to protect something more important than life.

The little fat man turned his head and pulled out a smile with a bruised nose and swollen face and a very ugly face: "What's wrong with the fool!" ”

"I'm willing to be stupid for you."

Although this slightly chubby face has a blue nose and swollen face at the moment, in the heart of the jacaranda, there is nothing better than him.

Despite her bloodied face and torn armor, she is her greatest hero.

"Girl, live."

Shen Ming turned his head violently and charged towards Ying Qi again!