However, at this moment, the wounded talisman was extremely excited, and then he saw the wounded talisman looking around at the immortals, and said arrogantly: "You are here to kill this immortal! If you dare to take a step forward, this immortal will immediately solve his life, if you don't believe it, you will try!"

"Shaojun, Shaojun, you ......" The immortals were extremely worried.

However, at this moment, Fan Chuan was unusually calm, only to see Fan Chuan first smiled at the anxious immortals, and then said loudly: "You don't have to worry, don't worry about me, I'm fine." ”

However, hearing Fan Chuan's calm voice, the injured talisman at this moment seemed very stunned, only to see him stunned for a moment, and quickly glared at Fan Chuan, and said sharply: "You...... Aren't you afraid of death?

Fan Chuan still replied calmly: "Afraid of death?" Hehe, if you have the ability, kill me now, anyway, if I die, I will be buried with you." ”

"You...... You madman!" Hurt Fu didn't know how to respond for a moment, and then roared in a panic.

Fan Chuan smiled, still keeping calm and said: "Hurt Talisman, Hurt Talisman, you are in the realm of hidden immortals, I want to understand, why are you willing to take refuge in the West Palace, and do such an unworthy deed to be an immortal?"

The wounded talisman roared angrily: "Shut up, why did this immortal tell you? Joke, you are a crazy person of the first immortal, do you still want to be honest with you about what this immortal has done?"

Fan Chuan was not moved, but still said calmly: "Could it be my father, is Lord Xianjun ashamed of you?"

Seeing that Fan Chuan was so calm, the wounded talisman was almost close to madness, only to hear him then roar angrily: "I, this immortal only recognizes Zhuji Immortal Jun, your father, he is not worthy!"

However, as soon as the words of the wounded talisman landed, they were scolded by the immortals.

"Presumptuous, hurt talisman, what kind of thing are you, you actually slandered Lord Xianjun!"

"You are so stubborn, and you dare to slander Lord Xianjun, you are not worthy of being an immortal at all!"

"Lord Immortal Monarch has passed away, you actually said such disrespectful words, today, is your death!"

The roars of the immortals came and went, completely overshadowing the roars of the injured charms.

After the voices of the immortals were a little quieter, Fan Chuan still said calmly: "Since you said that my father is not worthy of being an immortal monarch, then dare to ask why?"

"Don't talk nonsense!Ben Xian doesn't have time to deal with you, you tell these people quickly, let them make way for Ben Xian, otherwise, Ben Xian will kill you immediately!"

Fan Chuan smiled bitterly and slowly replied: "Since you are so obsessed and so stubborn, then don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

As he spoke, Fan Chuan winked at the old man not far away.

Elder Yong seemed to understand immediately, and began to take care of himself to draw out the immortal qi, as if what kind of formation was arranged here.

However, after a while, I saw that a small piece of wood suddenly appeared in Yong Lao's hand, but this small piece of wood was completely different from the wooden strip I saw on weekdays, and the wooden strip itself was hollowed, but this hollow did not look like a deliberate carving, but like a wormhole.

Sure enough, with the pervasiveness of the immortal aura in Yong Lao's hand, the hollow place actually appeared from time to time with thin worms, but they just showed their heads and retracted back into the wooden bars.

However, at this moment, Fan Chuan was slowly touching his right hand to the waist of the injured talisman.

Only a moment later, he screamed in pain when he saw the wounded talisman suddenly cry in pain, and then his hand was unstable, allowing Fan Chuan to break free from his control.

But before Fan Chuan moved to dodge, the wounded talisman seemed to know something, so when Fan Chuan was about to dodge, the halberd in his hand swung towards Fan Chuan, but it was cleverly dodged by Fan Chuan, but after the halberd, it was a palm under the severe pain of the wounded talisman, and this palm slapped steadily and fiercely on Fan Chuan's chest.

However, Fan Chuan also followed this palm, gritted his teeth and flew out, but he did not fall to the ground, but was caught by the immortals.

"Shaojun!

"Shaojun, how are you!"

"Shaojun, are you alright?"

All the immortals gathered around Fan Chuan, worried about Fan Chuan's injuries.

I saw that with the help of the immortals, Fan Chuan gritted his teeth, rubbed his chest, slowly stood up, faced the immortals, and endured the severe pain and said: "Don't worry, fellow immortals, I ...... I'm fine. ”

Although Fan Chuan said that it was okay, a trace of blood still overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the immortal qi in his body was boiling up and down, and it seemed that he was about to burst out of his body soon.

However, in an emergency, Yong Lao soon came to Fan Chuan's body, and directly took out a trace of immortal qi and immersed it in Fan Chuan's body, Fan Chuan immediately felt a warm current, soothing his wound, with Yong Lao's healing, the severe pain gradually decreased, and the immortal energy in his body was slowly calming down.

However, at this moment, the wounded talisman threw away the halberd in his hand, covered his stomach with both hands, and knelt on the ground, judging from his painful expression, at this moment, the wounded talisman should be enduring a thousand times more painful pain than Fan Chuan.

The immortals didn't understand why the injury talisman was suddenly like this, but the immortals didn't have a trace of sympathy, but pressed forward step by step, wanting to help their pain increase dramatically.

"You madman, what the hell have you done to me? to abuse such shameless means, you ...... You don't deserve to do anything Donggong Shaojun!" The wounded charm struggled on his knees, and he didn't forget to roar to crusade against Fan Chuan.

However, after the roar of the wounded talisman, Yong Lao immediately withdrew his immortal qi, and ordered several immortals to support Fan Chuan, and then walked towards the wounded talisman by himself.

After approaching the injured talisman, Yong Lao raised his hand and stroked his white beard, and said slowly: "Shameless means? It's ridiculous, I might as well tell you, this is the old man's method, it is the method that the old man taught the young monarch before he walked out of the cabinet of the Autumn Palace, in order to prevent you from this trick, you really don't disappoint the old man, and you really held the young man hostage, hehe." ”

The face of the injured talisman at this moment was a little deformed due to the severe pain, but he still insisted on roaring at the old man: "You...... You old thing!

Yong Lao not only did not get angry because of the insult of the injured talisman, but smiled slightly: "What kind of means to deal with what kind of person, I might as well tell you, at this moment in your belly, is crawling with thousands of old and original immortal silkworms, this kind of immortal silkworm is not terrible, what is terrible is that after entering the belly of the immortal, it will become a terrible carnivorous silkworm, soon, the immortal silkworm will devour your body and light, and you can only slowly sit and wait for exhaustion and death." ”

"You...... You old thing!Quickly lift this immortal, despicable!shameless!" The wounded talisman was really scared this time, and he saw that his distorted facial features were condensed with obvious fear.

"Hehe, the old man just said, what kind of means to deal with what kind of people, if you say that this method is despicable and shameless, then it also proves that you are even more despicable and shameless!"

"You...... You!uhh......h

The picture is a little disgusting, and all the immortals are resistant, but no immortal feels sympathy for the hurt talisman, just because the hatred of the wounded talisman in his heart is too real and firm.

Soon, the wounded talisman could no longer roar, only slightly, and its eyes had begun to dissipate, and all the immortals knew that its fate was about to come to an end.

"You ...... You're despicable, you ......" the charm was still muttering to himself, but it didn't work anymore.

After a while, under the attention of the immortals, the wounded talisman stopped making a sound, and his body went from a kneeling state to completely slump on the ground of the Autumn Trail Palace, his eyes were still open angrily, but there was no brilliance in them, and his mouth was even more slightly open, and the blood mixed with the fairy silkworm continued to flow, but the blood began to turn from golden yellow to black.

As time slowly passed, the original tall and sturdy body of the wound talisman had shrunk to just half, and the face and appearance were no longer distinguishable, only the remnants of Dao Dao immortal qi were passing rapidly.

An immortal in the realm of hidden immortals, injured talismans, completely ended his life here, and his fate came to an end.

Seeing this, Yong Lao immediately took out the small wooden strip, and after a fairy qi was immersed, the small wooden strip emitted a faint golden mang, and then I saw that thousands of fairy silkworms suddenly flew out from the corpse of the injured talisman, and under the embrace of the golden mang, the fairy silkworms soon flew into the small wooden strip in Yong Lao's hand.

This spectacle shocked all the immortals present, and at the same time, it also shocked the hearts of all the immortals present.

Elder Yong put the small wooden strip into his arms again, then looked at a primordial immortal, and said loudly: "You, come and drag this corpse out, and then clean up this place." ”

"Yes, Elder Yong, my subordinates will start here. The first immortal began to hold up the shrunken corpse that could only be cut in half, and transported it outside the Autumn Trail Palace.

The other primordial immortal volunteered to clean up the remaining blood stains on the ground.

Soon, it was cleaned up, and all this ended like this, and the immortal world would be free of injuries in the future, but such an end also gave birth to a new view of Fan Chuan in the hearts of the immortals in the Autumn Palace.

Then, with Xiao Xiang's support, Fan Chuan walked to the innermost position of the Autumn Trail Palace, and turned to face the immortals.

At this time, all the immortals bowed to Fan Chuan reverently and respectfully: "Meet the young monarch!"

Fan Chuan saw that in the eyes of the immortals at this moment, there was no more hypocrisy and doubt as before, and there was no distrust as before, as well as the derogatory meaning towards Fan Chuan, and they all seemed to be very respectful and trusting from the bottom of their hearts at this moment.

Fan Chuan was still moved, and felt in his heart that this trust came relatively hard, in fact, when Fan Chuan first came to the fairy world, he had already buried this idea in his heart, that is, one day, he could rely on his own ability to win the respect of the immortals of the East Palace, instead of relying on the prestige of his father.

At this moment, although Fan Chuan was moved, he was not completely satisfied, or he did not completely achieve his goal, after all, there was still the invasion of the West Palace ahead, and everything was still unknown.

But at the moment, Fan Chuan has his own beliefs and plans, if he wants to be consistent with the outside world, he must first clear the inside, and then, the scar that Fan Chuan doesn't want to uncover the most is another immortal who betrayed the betrayer in his father's mouth, Gu Jingran......

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