The deep stream of Heavenly Abandonment is perennially filled with gloomy and treacherous fog, and basically there will be no living creatures.

After all, any person or monster that fell into this place had never reappeared.

No one would have thought that there were still people alive in the deepest part of the deep stream in this day.

"I didn't expect so many things to happen after I hid into this deep stream. ”

Huang Quanjun and Yun Fan sat opposite each other, listening to the latter's narration, and couldn't help but sigh.

Listening to Huang Quanjun's words, Yun Fan couldn't help but be stunned, and his eyes became a little weird when he looked at him.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not as old as you think, after hiding in this place, Xiao Hei and I fell into a deep sleep, and we have only just woken up in recent years. ”

Huang Quanjun seemed to see what Yun Fan was thinking, and said with a smile.

Yun Fan couldn't help but secretly say when he heard this, it was also an old monster who didn't know how many years he had lived.

"But I'm very interested in how you got here with your strength?" Huang Quanjun looked at Yun Fan with interest.

"Well, maybe my physical body is stronger, I'm a physical cultivator. Yun Fan sneered.

"Even if you are a physical cultivator and bring a seriously injured guy here, the spiritual power consumed is not to be said. "Huang Quanjun said meaningfully.

"I found the best elixir in a cave on the mountain wall, if it weren't for these elixirs, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to bear these treacherous mist. ”

Yun Fan said as he took out a few bottles of pills from his arms.

"Unfortunately, it's almost run out. Yun Fan looked at a few jade bottles that were already empty, shook them, and said with some regret.

"Show me. Looking at those jade bottles, Huang Quanjun's eyes froze and said to Yun Fan.

Yun Fan was stunned, but still threw the jade bottle in his hand to him.

Huang Quanjun opened the jade bottle, sniffed it between his noses, and then poured out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Sure enough, it is the elixir refined by Yuan Mengjun. Huang Quanjun felt the medicinal power emanating from his body, and couldn't help but sigh.

Yuan Mengjun?

Yun Fan was stunned for a moment, and then remembered the words 'floating like a dream' on the stone door.

It turns out that the owner of that cave house is called Yuan Mengjun.

"Huang Quanjun knows this person?" Yun Fan asked with some curiosity.

"He is my friend, and the elixir he refined can be said to be the best in this small world, but unfortunately, it still can't save her. ”

Huang Quanjun looked at the jade bottle in his hand, a little stunned.

Yun Fan looked at Huang Quanjun silently, it seemed that he was also a person with a very good story.

"Ahem!"

At this time, Ling Zetian, who was lying unconscious on the ground, suddenly coughed violently, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood sideways.

"Stiff. Brother Ling, how are you?!" Yun Fan hurriedly helped Ling Zetian up.

"Ahem, I... Are you already dead?" Ling Zetian slowly opened his eyes and looked around a little blankly.

"Here. . . Is it the Netherworld?"

"You... Are you bull-headed or horse-faced? ”

。。。。。。

Yun Fan, who had inexplicably become black and impermanent, slowly injected his spiritual power into Ling Zetian's body with a black face, planning that after he recovered, he would definitely beat him up and let out his anger.

After a while, Yun Fan withdrew his spiritual power with a somewhat ugly expression, looking at Ling Zetian who was in a trance, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Your friend's injuries are serious. Huang Quanjun looked at Ling Zetian, who was pale, and couldn't help frowning.

"Do you have a way?!" Yun Fan looked up at Huang Quanjun suddenly, his eyes under the mask blazing.

Just now, he desperately transferred his spiritual power to Ling Zetian, but he didn't want the injury in his body to be very serious, and he couldn't accept his spiritual power at all.

"Generally speaking, it should be difficult for someone with such a serious injury to survive anymore. Huang Quanjun glanced at Yun Fan and seemed to be talking to himself.

"However, I have to say that your friend was very lucky, and he was very lucky to have a friend like you to help him hang his life, and he was very lucky to meet me in the end. Huang Quanjun's tone changed.

"Can you really save him?" Yun Fan asked with some excitement in his voice.

"Could it be that my name is called in vain?" said Huang Quanjun with a smile.

"Your name?" Yun Fan was stunned for a moment, and then his face became a little strange.

"Where do you want to go? The reason why I am called Huangquanjun is not what you think. Huang Quanjun glared at him.

"Huangquanjun, Huangquanjun, I don't see you in Huangquan, even if you are the bull head and horse face, chasing you to the bank of Huangquan, you will not see your figure. ”

Yun Fan couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, if this guy wasn't bragging, then he really met a master.

"Then I will be grateful to Huang Quanjun for my friend. Yun Fan hurriedly said to Huang Quanjun.

"It's not hard to save him, but you need to make a promise to me. Huang Quanjun looked at him fixedly.

"As long as Your Excellency can save my friend's life, I will definitely go to the soup and fight the fire!" Yun Fan said in a deep voice.

"Okay, that's a deal. Huang Quanjun smiled and nodded.

After signaling Yun Fan to withdraw for a distance, Huang Quanjun's palm slowly rested on Ling Zetian's chest.

"Buzz!"

He didn't necessarily make any movements, but the gloomy mist above his head began to stir at this time.

Yun Fan suddenly looked at those gloomy and treacherous mist with a vigilant expression, and the spiritual power in his body rolled.

"Don't worry. Huang Quanjun looked at Yun Fan's movements and chuckled.

I saw him wave his hand, and a gloomy mist appeared in his hand.

Looking at the gray mist in Huang Quanjun's hand, Yun Fan couldn't help but feel a tingling in his scalp, it was this thing that almost left him here before.

"Woooooo

A whimper suddenly came from the fog above, and then a huge dog's head came out, looking at Huang Quanjun below with some confusion.

"Keep the Yellow Spring Seven Festival Flowers!" Huang Quanjun whispered to the big black dog.

The big black dog glanced at Yun Fan, then whimpered and burrowed back into the treacherous mist.

"This mist is a terrible thing to you, but to me it is like a child's thing. Huang Quanjun waved the gloomy mist in his hand.

Yun Fan was stunned to look at the originally extremely vicious and treacherous mist, but at this time, like a well-behaved daughter-in-law, suspended above Huang Quanjun's palm, as obedient as he wanted.

Is this guy a pervert? Yun Fan looked at Huang Quanjun blankly, and the shock in his heart was beyond words.

"This gloomy fog is only possible in the place of extreme yin and resentment. ”

"There was a large-scale battle that shocked the small world that year, and I don't know how many demonic beasts and cultivators died, and all the corpses were thrown into this Heavenly Abandonment Abyss. ”

"The extremely cold qi in the deep stream and those dead cultivators, the resentful qi of the demonic beasts has only formed the yin and treacherous fog of this scale. ”

"And this Heavenly Abandonment Deep Stream has also become a forbidden place of death for cultivators and demonic beasts. ”

Huang Quanjun looked at the gloomy mist in his hand, and his eyes showed a look of memory.