However, then Fan Chuan encountered the first problem, that is, the thinning of the air, Fan Chuan only felt that his chest was getting more and more stuffy, no matter what, he couldn't breathe freely, and then, there was a large amount of river water pouring in from top to bottom, which made Fan Chuan have nowhere to hide, so he had to let the river water brew wantonly.

"Ho ......"

"Shaojun!

"Fan Chuan, how are you?"

At this time, a faint roar and shouts reached Fan Chuan's ears, and Fan Chuan analyzed the source of the sound, presumably it should be Qiong Ji and other immortals, but Fan Chuan could not determine the specific location of the sound source.

Fan Chuan wanted to shout and answer, but when he opened his mouth just now, he couldn't say a word, obviously there was no air in the belly of the white dragon, Fan Chuan lost the ability to speak, and his breathing began to tighten sharply.

Enduring this torment, Fan Chuan had a splitting headache, and wanted to fight to the death to penetrate the abdomen of the white dragon, but the hidden spear was not in his hand at the moment, if he only relied on the power of immortal qi, not only could not cause penetration, but would make Fan Chuan lose the last trace of air, thus completely suffocating to death.

In a hurry, Fan Chuan suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and with the assistance of immortal energy, he began to look for the heart of the white dragon, wanting to use the last trace of strength to remove his heart, firstly, it can be regarded as avenging himself, and secondly, it can also protect Qiongji and other immortals.

With this idea, Fan Chuan immediately climbed the flesh wall with difficulty, ready to climb up, close to the blood-red heart that was still fluttering, but before Fan Chuan could get closer, suddenly the white dragon swung its body again, and this time the swing was very violent, Fan Chuan himself lost air, that is, his limbs were weak, this time under the violent swing, Fan Chuan could not support the climbing at all, so he had to fall down again.

Seeing that the white dragon's heart was not far away, but it could not be touched, this made Fan Chuan not only suffer physically, but also suffer in his heart.

Suffering from no plan, Fan Chuan almost wanted to give up, but with the swing of the white dragon, his body turned uncontrollably, accompanied by mucus and river water, as well as soft flesh walls, colliding with each other, Fan Chuan exhausted the last trace of air, his chest seemed to be stuffy, and his vision began to blur.

However, just after a few rounds of this irregular turn, Fan Chuan's hand suddenly seemed to touch something, an extremely warm thing, and within the belly of this lifeless dragon, he could feel the presence of warmth, which made Fan Chuan very surprised.

So Fan Chuan used his last bit of strength, opened his eyes, and looked at what he touched.

It was a piece of muddy body with silver light, the same size as a fist, because it was a bit dazzling to look at it up close, Fan Chuan had to rub a handful of river water and sprinkle it on it, which suppressed its silver light.

After the silver light faded a lot, Fan Chuan saw clearly that this was not anything at all, but grew in the belly of the white dragon, and it seemed to be conscious, and it was still beating from time to time.

Fan Chuan watched curiously for a while, and suddenly a flash of inspiration occurred in his mind, isn't this gentian now?

With this curiosity, Fan Chuan struggled to prop up his body, half sat on the side of the seemingly gentian, and stretched out his hand to touch it.

However, this touch caused the white dragon to shake violently again, and Fan Chuan was also thrown out far away with the force of the swing.

Then, as if he had a conviction, Fan Chuan once again crawled to the side of the seemingly gentian, and touched the gentian again, and then the white dragon swayed violently again.

From this, it can be determined that the existence of this seemingly gentian has a very important role for the white dragon.

Fan Chuan thought so, so he lay on the side of this seemingly gentian, thinking about what to do next, but time was no longer waiting for Fan Chuan to think about it, due to the complete eradication of the air, Fan Chuan's vision gradually blackened, his head was even hazy and unconscious, and his divine consciousness had long since stopped moving.

Every minute and second that followed was like a desperate acceleration for Fan Chuan, and Fan Chuan had no choice.

"Snake gall, gentian?"

Fan Chuan thought so, and just when his vision was about to be completely dark, Fan Chuan suddenly used the last trace of strength in his body, tightly grasped the so-called gentian, and suddenly exerted force, and tore off the so-called gentian with one hand.

And then, without thinking about it, Fan Chuan swallowed the so-called gentian the size of a fist into his stomach.

And then, Fan Chuan's vision instantly darkened, and he lost his strength, and then passed out, and before Fan Chuan passed out, he could vaguely hear bursts of wailing and roaring, and his body began to swing violently.

And that is, after Fan Chuan passed out, the situation outside became more and more intense at this time, originally Qiong Ji and other immortals were still wrestling with the white dragon, thus involving the white dragon, but suddenly I saw that the white dragon was erect, and the nine tails were even more irregularly swinging, causing turbulent waves.

And under this extreme weirdness, I saw that the wings of the white dragon suddenly broke away from its body, and thus sank into the heavenly river, and then, I saw the white dragon suddenly raise its head and roar like a wail, and the sound was terrifying.

But this anomaly only lasted for a moment, and after a while, the white dragon seemed to have lost its support, and suddenly fell, so that there was no longer the consciousness of swinging, and the feeling of touching, and the pair of blood-red eyes immediately closed, completely silent.

With just a "bang", the body of the white dragon had already fallen into the water of the heavenly river, completely losing the slightest movement.

Seeing this, Qiong Ji and the others all showed incredulity, and they didn't know what it was, but they saw the white dragon falling, and Fan Chuan was still in the body of the white dragon, so Qiong Ji and the other immortals hurriedly flew closer, and with the power of the four hidden immortal realms, the white dragon that had been silent was fished out of the water of the Tianhe River, thus crossing the barrier and placing it outside the main gate of the Autumn Drag Palace.

The size of the white dragon was so large that it almost filled the open space outside the main gate of the Autumn Trail Palace.

Under the horror of all the immortals, Qiong Ji immediately ordered someone to invite the medical immortal Yong Lao.

And when Yong Lao arrived, after a short pause, he was ready to do a disemboweling medical technique against the white dragon, under the eyes of all the immortals, under the fear of all the immortals, under the worry of all the immortals, Yong Lao relied on the powerful and profound power of the hidden immortals, and supplemented by the immortal weapons forged by Qiong Ji, and finally opened the belly of the white dragon.

And Fan Chuan, at this moment, was fainted and died in the belly of the white dragon, and with the efforts of the old man, finally, Fan Chuan was rescued, thus getting out of the belly of the white dragon.

Facing the faint Fan Chuan, the medical immortal Yong Lao relied on his superb medical skills to spend nearly two hours, which made Fan Chuan wake up.

After Fan Chuan woke up, Fan Chuan only felt dizzy, drowsy, and his consciousness was not too clear, but there was no pain in his body, nor did he have any discomfort, which made Fan Chuan a little surprised, Fan Chuan looked at the sweaty old man next to him, and felt that his luck was the contribution of the old man, and he couldn't help but be very moved.

"Multi-...... Thank you Yong seniors. Fan Chuan said weakly.

"It's okay, the young gentleman doesn't need to be polite, the old man should do his best. Yong Lao replied slowly.

When the immortals heard the voices of Yong Lao and Fan Chuan, they knew that Fan Chuan had woken up, so they all gathered around, wanting to know what Fan Chuan had done in the belly of the white dragon, which led to this strange state at the moment.

"Shaojun, are you awake?"

"Shaojun, how are you?

"Shaojun, you scared everyone to death, are you okay now?"

"Shaojun, what's wrong with this dragon?"

The immortals of the East Palace asked questions one after another, which made Fan Chuan smile a little bitterly.

Then, Su Yuan and Su Qing also came over, and first Su Yuan said slowly: "Young Master Fanchuan, how is it?"

Fan Chuan nodded and said, "It's okay, thank you Su Yuan seniors for your concern." ”

At this time, Su Qing chimed in again: "Hey, Fanchuan Shaojun, you scared us to death, you were swallowed alive......"

Fan Chuan smiled bitterly in a slightly embarrassed way, and did not answer Su Qing anything.

Then Qiong Ji asked bluntly, "Shaojun, what did you do in the belly of this dragon? Why did this dragon suddenly ...... And he died?"

Hearing Qiong Ji's words, Fan Chuan noticed that not far from him, there was the white dragon, Fan Chuan couldn't help but be shocked, and then remembered what he had done in the belly of the white dragon.

Fan Chuan shook his heavy head and said loudly: "I remember, before I fell unconscious, I saw something that looked like a gentian, emitting silver light, as if this dragon was very sensitive to this thing, and then ...... I remember ripping it off and ...... I devoured it. ”

"Ahh......h Swallow it raw?"

"This ...... It's incredible, Shaojun, are you alright?"

Fan Chuan's retelling attracted the shock of the immortals, and the eyes of the immortals in disbelief.

Fan Chuan smiled bitterly and shook his head, but he didn't say anything, but the old man on the side frowned, and then saw that he ignored Fan Chuan's reaction, and pulled Fan Chuan's palm, thus putting his fingers on Fan Chuan's veins.

After a while, I saw that Yong Lao was still frowning, and then let go of Fan Chuan's palm, thus extracting the immortal qi and immersing it into Fan Chuan's body, as if checking the situation in Fan Chuan's body.

Then, I saw that the frowning brows of Yong Lao gradually loosened, and were replaced by relief.

Then, under the situation that the immortals were puzzled, I saw that Yong Lao suddenly got up, bowed to Fan Chuan, who was half-sitting on the ground, and said deliberately loudly: "Congratulations to Shaojun, congratulations to Shaojun, there is another immortal in the fairy realm of the hidden immortal realm!"

"What...... What, what are you talking about?" Fan Chuan was surprised.

Elder Yong looked at Fan Chuan with satisfaction, and said with a gentle smile: "Young Jun, congratulations on your entry into the realm of hidden immortals. ”

"I ...... I, wouldn......'t I? How is that possible?" Fan Chuan stared at his chest in disbelief.

Not only did Fan Chuan himself not dare to believe it, but among all the immortals present, except for Yong Lao, the other immortals all had even more incredible expressions, as if they couldn't believe it......

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