In the ice cave, on a piece of 10,000-year-old ice, Ji Fan and Ruan Qing sat cross-legged opposite each other.

"Whew!"

With Ji Fan's right hand, he pressed down on the white-haired woman's dantian lower abdomen, and the dark energy penetrated the sea of air.

"No wonder this woman's spiritual power can fight with me!" Ji Fan clearly discovered at this time that the white-haired woman's dantian qi sea was unusual.

After all these years of cultivation, Ji Fan knew early on that the dantian and the qi sea should be distinguished, although many monks said that the qi sea, but looking at the entire cultivation world, how many people could really gather spirits into the sea.

And the white-haired woman in front of Ji Fan, even if the spiritual breath in the dantian is seriously injured, it is still as vast as the sea.

"The Spiritual Breath is not too viscous, which may have something to do with the previous combat attrition and injuries. Ji Fan roughly estimated the combat strength of the white-haired woman at this time.

Generally speaking, there are three kinds of broken nirvana, one is broken nirvana into a baby, and the other is broken nirvana into a vessel, and it turns into a myriad of weather.

Judging from the situation of the white-haired woman's dantian qi sea, Ji Fan has determined that she accounts for two types, and while she is a baby, she also has a lot of broken nirvana.

If the white-haired woman's sea of qi was not shattered, it was hard for Ji Fan to imagine that ordinary accumulation could gather such a terrifying vast sea of qi.

At the same time, Ji Fan also sensed the dark veins of the white-haired woman's body.

"Her dark veins are some like ice crystal cracks, and some are like rippling water patterns, as if they contain the truth of heaven and earth, and they are closer to nature. Ji Fan silently thought in his heart.

"Is it possible to take back your Dao power damage?" The white-haired woman obviously discovered that Ji Fan was taking the opportunity to spy on her cultivation foundation.

"Shouldn't I sense it?"

Ji Fan pressed the palm on the white-haired woman's lower abdomen, and while retreating back, he changed to a false grasp, which made the woman's dantian qi sea and Yuanying both shocked.

"Boom!"

The dense cracks destroyed by the seismic cracking force rushed out for a while, as if she had survived in the sea of white-haired woman's dantian qi.

In Ji Fan's actions, the white-haired woman's clothes were torn apart by the force of the injury coming out of her lower abdomen, revealing a graceful carcass.

"You. ”

Ruan Qing's body was shocked, and while she was angry and spoke, her mutton fat-like skin quickly turned red.

Ji Fan ignored the white-haired woman's reaction at all, and his right hand was constantly absorbing the power of the injury from the woman's body.

The night passed, and it was not until the breath in the white-haired woman's body became more and more moist that Ji Fan withdrew his right hand and began to breathe.

The white-haired woman couldn't help but get up, and soon the voice of Xi Suo Suo came out.

"Whoosh!"

A transmission note passed through the water wave of the ice cave and reached the white-haired woman's hand.

"It's the voice of the Ice Spirit, saying that Bu Pingfeng has found someone who can provide support in the Great Competition of the Ancient Dao. Looking at Ji Fan, who was sitting on the ice, the white-haired woman whispered.

"Whew!"

After a while, Ji Fan, who had finished pranayama, let out a sigh of relief and opened his eyes.

Being watched by Ji Fan's gaze, the white-haired woman was extremely uncomfortable, as if his clothes had made him see through them.

"Let's take a look. ”

Ji Fan got up from the ice, somewhat expectantly.

The white-haired woman withdrew the Water Wave Absolute Spirit Array, and the girl in the padded jacket outside was still waiting.

Finding that Ji Fan came out of the white-haired woman's ice cave, the look of the girl in the padded jacket couldn't help but be a little suspicious.

"Senior Sister Ruan Qing, Senior Brother Zhan Zexuan from Broken Jade Peak has been found, and he is outside the main hall at the top of the peak. The girl in the padded jacket didn't talk to Ji Fan, obviously thinking that he was extremely difficult to get along with.

"Friar?"

Ji Fan muttered secretly in his heart, and his expression moved.

If he chooses a companion, Ji Fan hopes to join forces with the male monks.

The three of them flew to the top of the peak, and Ji Fan saw the young man standing with the middle-aged man on crutches, and couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.

It seems that the young man who is rich and handsome, with dragon head armor on his shoulders and knees, and a fierce cloak, but his cultivation is only to the level of the life and death realm, and it is also an ice spirit root.

"Ji Fan, Ruan Qing, this is Zhan Zexuan, the inheritance disciple of Broken Jade Peak, and he is also the person who can cooperate with you in the Northern Ming Sect in the Great Contest of the Ancient Dao. The middle-aged man on crutches introduced to both sides.

"She is biased towards water and ice spiritual power, and there is another Ice Spirit Root Monk to join, which is quite limited in her help for team battles, and what we need is Fire, Earth, or Gold Spirit Root Monk. Ji Fan shook his head and signaled to gather the power of the five elements.

The young man who was with the middle-aged man on crutches couldn't help frowning when he heard Ji Fan's words.

Ji Fan didn't care about the change in the young man's expression, if he said that the middle-aged man on crutches could choose another meritocracy, so as not to repay the grace of saving his life.

"In the Northern Ming Sect, the only suitable candidate I can find is Zhan Zexuan!" The middle-aged man on crutches was slightly embarrassed, although the young man's rank was not as high as his, but his strength was much stronger than him.

"There is still some time before the battle in the Ghoul Domain, so leave the matter to me to find someone. After Ji Fan sighed, he had already walked towards the bottom of the peak.

Ji Fan, who returned to the Stone Pavilion, didn't care what to do with the middle-aged man on crutches, he himself entered the void of death.

In the pupil force space, Ji Fan released a metal Buddha face full of cracks, sensing the power of injury above.

"Zi!

I saw Ji Fan's right hand brushing the Buddha's face for a while, and a dark shadow gradually came out of the cracks in the Buddha's face.

The black iron bump had already been damaged, and Ji Fan quickly released it into the void as soon as he lured out a dark shadow of the power of injury on the metal Buddha's face without a good medium of carrying the power of injury.

Otherwise, once the shadow of the power of injury is imprinted on his body, it will cause great damage to Ji Fan's body.

Unlike the power of the injuries in the white-haired woman's body, which was left by Ji Fan, the reason why the metal Buddha face cracked was caused by the power of the chain hammer and the flat hammer hitting each other.

"It's not easy to draw out all the injuries in the dense cracks on the Buddha's face, let alone nourish it to recover, and there are also injuries in my body, as well as cracks in many artifacts that need to be dealt with, is a month really enough?" Ji Fan thought secretly in his heart.

The time of the burial void passed slowly, and Ji Fan put his main energy on repairing the metal Buddha face.

The night of Yingyang Peak is extraordinarily quiet, and the heavy sea of clouds floats in the middle of the peak, and the starlight reflects the glow veil.

The two people dressed in white, who were not easy to find in the ice peak and snow, had already come to the outside of the Yingyang Hall in the night.

"Uncle Bu, Zhan Zexuan asks to see you. ”

One of the people in white whispered to the middle of the Yingyang Palace.

"Why did you come here at night?"

Without letting the two people in white wait outside the hall for a long time, the slightly fat middle-aged man had already come out on crutches.

"I want to ask, where did Ji Fan come from, and why is he in Yingyang Peak?" Zhan Zexuan, who was dressed in white, looked at the slightly fat middle-aged man and the girl in the padded jacket.

Originally, he found Zhan Zexuan, but he couldn't get him to join Ji Fan and Ruan Qing's team, and the slightly fat middle-aged man was still a little embarrassed.

But Zhan Zexuan just left during the day, and he went and returned at night, and the words he asked made the middle-aged man on crutches inevitably cautious.

"Zheng!"

Without waiting for the middle-aged man on crutches to reply, another man in white wearing a mask ejected the sword from the sheath with the thumb of his right hand, and the sword light suddenly became extremely dazzling.

When the sword light converged, the middle-aged man on crutches and the girl in the cotton jacket looked frightened, but they froze in place, and their bodies had no movement.

"Soul slashing. ”

Slowly tucking a sword into its sheath, the silver-masked man whispered.

"Why kill him?"

Zhan Zexuan didn't have any murderous intentions towards the middle-aged man on crutches, he just wanted to get some things about Ji Fan from Bu Pingfeng.

"It's okay to know that Ji Fan is injured, this person is suspicious when he sees me, and killing him can avoid some trouble. "The man in the silver mask released a swirl of hedrons.

"Buzz!"

A white long-feathered spirit bird flew out of the swirling hedron with spatial brilliance.

Before the white-clothed man wearing a silver mask looked for Ji Fan, the white-haired woman had already appeared on the mountain road at the top of Yingyang Peak.

"You killed the Ice Spirit. ”

Seeing the sword hole in the center of the girl's eyebrows in the cotton jacket, as well as the frozen body at the entrance of the main hall, Ruan Qing's anger could no longer be suppressed, and the aura of the whole person also changed.

"Whew!"

Just when Ruan Qing's skin showed scales, as if it was about to be demonized, exuding a ferocious aura, a round pupil power light curtain appeared in front of her.

"Did you come out yourself? ”

The smile of the silver-masked man was clearly aimed at the person who appeared from the pupil light curtain.

"You stand back. ”

Ji Fan, who appeared, glanced at Ruan Qing behind him with a gloomy expression.

"I didn't expect him to save my life, but instead caused myself to be killed. Ji Fan looked at the slightly chubby middle-aged man on crutches, and his tone was emotional.

"It seems that you are right, he does have injuries. The silver-masked man smiled at Zhan Zexuan, not taking killing the middle-aged man on crutches and the girl in the padded jacket seriously at all.

"You wanted to take me down in Luoyu Sect, but now you have chased me to the north of Hanging Rock Prefecture, and it is really ghostly. Ji Fan had already recognized that this silver-masked man was the black-robed immortal cultivator who was chasing and killing him in Luoyu City.

"I underestimated you last time and let you escape, I don't know if you can run this time. The silver-masked man's right palm was opened, revealing chains.

"Run?"

Ji Fan's maskless face showed a wicked smile, and his hands reached into the space on both sides of his body and grabbed two purple lion teeth.

"In the face of absolute strength, it's better to take away your careful thoughts. The silver-masked man stepped forward, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

"Immortal Realm!"

The white-haired woman watched the vision of heaven and earth appear, and her expression couldn't help but change.

Ji Fan's breathing gradually slowed, and while he did not retreat but advanced, shadows appeared under his feet, dense and extremely cautious.

The normal light can only reflect a shadow of a person, but the layers of shadows revealed by Ji Fan seem to be alive.

"What's that?"

Although Zhan Zexuan didn't feel Ji Fan's many shadows and any strong aura, he felt that it was very weird.

"Originally, I didn't plan to expose it, but he was a little kind of favor to me, and I would be very embarrassed to be killed by you like this. Although Ji Fan was smiling on his face, there was a cold anger in his eyes.