"Feng'er, you did a good job, go back to the Scripture Pavilion to choose a secret method, it's a ......"

Without waiting for Wu Jue Immortal to finish speaking, Luo Feng bowed down, and his voice trembled slightly: "Master, the apprentice has something to report." ”

Looking at Luo Feng's pale face, Wu Jue Immortal's eyes condensed and said, "Feng'er, what happened?"

Luo Feng didn't dare to slack off, and quickly recounted Ye Xuan's rescue of the yellow fat man, which also made Wu Juexian's brows furrow, and a look of surprise crossed his eyes.

"One pill will bring the yellow fat man back from the dead?" Wu Jue Immortal muttered to himself, his voice a little dignified.

As an immortal cultivator in the Tribulation Period, Wu Jue Immortal deeply understood that it was simply impossible to bring people back from the dead with a single elixir, unless that elixir was a legendary elixir.

But where is the elixir in this world?

"Do you mean that you don't even have the ability to resist in the face of that mysterious man in black, and if it weren't for the fat man Huang letting you live, you would have died in his hands?"

"That's true. Luo Feng was ashamed.

"Jokes. ”

Suddenly, I saw a middle-aged man reprimand Luo Feng: "Senior brother, if that mysterious man in black is an immortal cultivator in the Tribulation Period, how can the yellow fat man spare your life and let you bring the Heavenly Demon ** back to the master, isn't this ridiculous?"

As this person's words fell, everyone present nodded one after another, and even the face of Wu Jue Immortal was crossed with disbelief.

"Master, Huang Fatzi asked me to bring you a message. ”

Luo Feng also knew that he couldn't explain this strange thing, so he could only bite the bullet and report it to the Martial Immortal again.

"What are you?" asked Wu Jue Immortal.

"The fat man said that the man from five hundred years ago has returned, let you wash your neck and wait for death. Luo Feng told the truth, but he was also afraid that Wu Jue Xian would blame him, and he didn't dare to look at Wu Jue Xian's eyes.

"Bold!"

"Presumptuous!"

Without waiting for Wu Jue Immortal to speak, everyone present angrily reprimanded Luo Feng.

"Senior brother, aren't you crazy and dare to be so disrespectful to your master?"

"Luo Feng, what kind of ** soup did you pour by Huang Fatzi, you have to know that the master respects his old man's ....... ”

Bang!

Suddenly, when everyone reprimanded Luo Feng, a strange sound came into everyone's ears, and it also made everyone look towards the source of the sound.

But when they saw the scene in front of them, everyone's faces turned dull, and the entire Star Hall became silent.

Perhaps sensing that the atmosphere was wrong, Luo Feng raised his head slightly and looked at Wu Jue Immortal, but the scene in his eyes also made his face change greatly, and the whole person was speechless.

At this time!

The jade cup in Wu Jue Immortal's hand fell to the ground, his face turned extremely pale, and even his body trembled unconsciously, and the fear in his eyes jumped out, as if he had encountered something extremely terrifying.

In the hearts of all the disciples, the Martial Immortal is a god-like existence, even if the sky collapses and the earth cracks, he will not be moved.

But what did they see?

Just one sentence actually made the Martial Immortal lose his soul and become like this, which made them dare not imagine.

They also couldn't figure out what could be something between heaven and earth that could make the Martial Immortals feel fearful as one of the strongest human beings?

"You... You repeat... Again!"

Wu Jue Immortal tried his best to suppress his frightened emotions, but the words in his mouth were still trembling.

Luo Feng suddenly woke up, didn't dare to slack off, and repeated his previous words again.

Bang!

Wu Jue Immortal sat paralyzed on the White Jade Throne, his eyes widened as if he had lost his soul, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

And this scene also made everyone silent, not daring to speak at will, but a bad premonition rose in everyone's hearts.

"Impossible... Absolutely impossible ....... ”

"Back then... Back then, Mr. flew to the fairy world... There is no way to return to the human realm... Fake... It's all fake ....... ”

Wu Jue Immortal was trembling and muttering, his face was extremely distorted, but the fear in his eyes couldn't stop overflowing.

No one knew who the 'sir' in Wu Jue Xian's mouth was, but everyone present heard the four big words of Flying Ascension Immortal Realm, which also made them stunned, feeling that this contained a shocking secret.

Now.

Luo Feng's face turned pale, he had already had a feeling that the mysterious man in black was by no means ordinary, and now that Wu Jue Immortal showed this appearance, it obviously proved his guess.

"Stand down, everybody stand down for me. ”

Suddenly, Wu Jue Immortal roared loudly, and also made everyone present hurriedly bow down and retreat, but without waiting for Luo Feng to leave, Wu Jue Immortal trembled and said, "Feng'er, you stay." ”

Soon, in the main hall, only the master and apprentice remained.

Wu Jue Immortal even personally performed a magic decision to completely seal the main hall to ensure that the conversation between the two would not be heard by outsiders.

Looking at the Martial Peerless Immortal so solemnly, Luo Feng's face was stunned, knowing that things were by no means simple, and he could completely feel that the Martial Peerless Immortal standing in front of him now had already lost the demeanor that a strong man in the Tribulation Period should have, as if he had turned into a helpless child.

Airplanes!

Wu Jue's cactus finger beckoned, a dim painting scroll appeared in his hand, his palm holding the painting scroll trembled slightly, but he still slowly pushed the painting scroll away, and a dim painting scroll spread out.

"Feng'er, you have to take a closer look, look carefully, and see if the person in this scroll is the mysterious man in black. ”

Wu Jue Xian pressed Luo Feng's shoulder, although he tried his best to calm his voice, if you listened carefully, you would find that Wu Jue Xian's voice contained a trace of trill.

Luo Feng nodded solemnly, looked at the scroll, and when he saw Ye Xuan's handsome face in the scroll, he nodded quickly, and said, "Yes, it is indeed this person, it is the yellow fat man he saved." ”

Syllable!

As Luo Feng's words fell, the scroll in Wu Jue Xian's hand fell to the ground, his whole person was extremely wooden, and a trace of bitterness emerged from his face.

"Sure enough, it's sir, it's really sir, I should have known, I should have known, and only Mr. can bring Huang Fat back to life!" Wu Jue Immortal shook his head with a wry smile, and there was a look of despair in his eyes.

"What should I do?

The Martial Immortal walked back and forth in the main hall, and the aura around him was extremely disordered, and he had obviously fallen into an indescribable panic.

No one knew Ye Xuan's terrifyingness better than Martial Immortals.

Five hundred years ago, Ye Xuan was already an immortal cultivator in the Tribulation Period, and he even survived the terrifying Nine Heavens Immortal Tribulation and entered the legendary Earth Immortal Realm.

Five hundred years later, Ye Xuan returned to this world, and the worst of the other party was a Heavenly Immortal cultivator, who in this world could resist him?

(End of chapter)