"Hmm." Half an hour, that's enough.

Shen Fan used the fate shielding aura on He Qiao. The light around He Qiao dissipated very quickly, but Shen Fan didn't feel strange, after all, He Qiao's luck was taken away from others.

Shen Fan directly attacked He Qiao, He Qiao looked at Shen Fan's attack, very complacent, in his opinion, Shen Fan was self-defeating, he had no need to do it at all, just the pot of Heavenly Dao had him to drink.

Shen Fan's attack was his strongest move, and he used his spiritual power to the extreme, so He Qiao's result was that he flew out directly and was seriously injured. And the absorption of luck was naturally disconnected, and Shen Fan used spiritual power to restrain He Qiao, so as not to wait for him to make trouble. After that, wrap the aura around the artifact with aura, lest they dissipate without belonging, and finally get a glimpse of the success, but this is a huge amount of work, and it requires extremely high cultivation to do it, even if Shen Fan is the first person among the young monks, this is still very difficult for Shen Fan. Coupled with the fact that Shen Fan had just spent a huge amount of spiritual power attacking He Qiao and the Zhenzong artifact, the current situation could be said to be very difficult.

The people of the Heavenly Sword Sect felt the disappearance of the suction, but they still couldn't move, this was because the power of the Zhenzong artifact had not disappeared, and they even delusionally wanted to absorb the severed qi luck by themselves.

Shen Fan felt the blockage of the spiritual power in his body, the dantian gradually dried up, and the skin around his body gradually oozed blood, but fortunately, the luck was well controlled, and the suction of the Zhenzong artifact slowly disappeared after losing the control of He Qiao, as long as he insisted for a while, he waited until the luck was completely adapted to his spiritual power, and after the suction disappeared, he could return the luck to the individual's body, there is no doubt that this is a protracted battle, and there is a need for non-stop spiritual power supply. But this is impossible, not to mention that the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect who can't move can't give themselves help, not to mention that there are disciples from other sects around them, not to mention that there is also He Qiao's irregular [explosion] [bomb].

Shen Fan could only keep running the spiritual power in his body, fortunately, the spiritual power of the Heavenly Sword Sect was relatively abundant, but this was a drop in the bucket for Shen Fan. Shen Fan could clearly feel that the dantian had cracks due to the lack of spiritual power and the reason that it was operating to the extreme. Due to the maximum amount of spiritual power that her body could not bear, her skin continued to bleed, staining the entire white clothes red, but Shen Fan knew that her time was running out, so she used her spiritual power again to finally deprive her luck from the suction of the Zhenzong artifact.

[Drop, two minutes from leaving the plane.] The system's emotionless voice sounded.

Shen Fan directly snatched the spiritual power and slowly returned it to the Heavenly Sword Sect's body. Two minutes, passed.

"Poof!" A sword went straight into the back of Shen Fan's heart.

"Go die, Shen Fan, you should have died ten years ago, I didn't expect to ruin my own big thing today." He Qiao said ruthlessly, he knew that because of Shen Fan's disruption and interference, his road in the future would be very difficult, and it could even be said that he was constantly chasing and killing, as soon as he thought of this, He Qiao hated Shen Fan.

It turned out that when Shen Fan was concentrating on dealing with the Zhenzong artifact, He Qiao slowly untied Shen Fan's shackles and attacked Shen Fan when everyone was not paying attention.

"Big brother!"

"Fan!"

"That traitor!"

"Senior brother!

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The worried voices of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the voices of insulting He Qiao were mixed together, and the entire mountain peak was extremely noisy.

"Shen Fan, go die." He Qiao smiled evilly.

"Traitors, sluts, take advantage of people's danger."

"Let go of Senior Brother."

"Rebel, what's coming at me?"

"Stop the fan."

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[Drop, one minute left.] 】

Shen Fan sped up the speed of his hand regardless of his injury, Shen Fan clearly felt that his life was dying, but he didn't stop, Shen Fan couldn't see clearly, couldn't hear what they were talking about, and used his spiritual power to the extreme, like the Heavenly Sword Sect and others.

The people of the Heavenly Sword Sect felt the luck coming back, and looked at Shen Fan with a sword stuck in his back, covered in blood, and they all cried and told Shen Fan to stop and leave them alone. But Shen Fan couldn't hear anything anymore.

[Thirty seconds left.] 】

Come on, hold on.

[Ten seconds left.] 】

Waiting, right away.

[Five seconds to go.] 】

All right. Shen Fan felt that the qi luck in his hand was being absorbed by the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and he immediately relaxed. In a daze, I seemed to hear someone calling "Master." ”

When Shen Chen arrived at the mountain peak, he saw that his master was covered in blood, and the disciples of the mountain peak were all in tears, his eyes were about to split, he even felt that his master seemed to be going away from him, and there was a burst of fear for no reason, and even his body trembled, he heard his panicked voice calling "Master", but the man didn't look at him.

[For a second, it begins to disengage.] 】

Shen Chen's eyes were red, as if he felt that Shen Fan was about to leave, looked into the air, stretched out his hand to hold it, very persistent, and his eyes were fierce.

[Drop, interfered by foreign objects, forced to disengage. 】

The world behind him instantly lost its color and turned black and white.

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"What is your wish?"

"Become a god."

"Why?"

"For him."

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After returning to the system space, Shen Fan released the baby system and asked in confusion: "What has happened to the second plane?" How come I don't have a memory? ”

[Little sister woo woo woo woo, you don't know how dangerous it is woo woo woo The baby said with palpitations.

"Hmm." Shen Fan did not doubt that he had him, and the soul power in his body was indeed much less.

[Woo woo woo, because of the young lady's accident on this plane this time, the main system gave a certain punishment. The baby said weakly, very scared in his heart.

"What punishment?"

[That is, the young lady must follow the plot in the next plane, and there must be no discrepancies. That is to say, what the people in the plot say, you have to say something, and there must be no gap. The baby said weakly.

"Hmm."

[Did you go to the next plane?] The baby system quietly looked at his little sister and found that in addition to being expressionless, he was still expressionless.

"Hmm."

[Drop, the third plane opens.] 】

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Shen Fan looked in the mirror, saw that his head was once again wearing purple hair, Jingjing hanging clothes, and exaggerated hairstyles and costumes, and fell silent.

[Little sister, little sister, it's actually very good-looking. The baby said weakly, hugging his little body, it's terrible, don't close the little black room.

"Oh," Shen Fan received the information from the system expressionlessly.

This plane is also composed of novels, and the name of the novel is "The National Emperor and the Young Tyrant on Me".

Shen Fan was silent.