Chapter 64: Scattered Immortal Tribulation
Seeing the cultivator who suddenly flew out, Wan Ling suddenly shouted loudly, Fan Chuan also felt the seriousness of the matter, looking at the cultivator lying motionless on the ground, Fan Chuan had some familiar feelings, didn't think much about it, immediately lowered his body to wipe the dust on the cultivator's face, and after seeing the face of the cultivator lying on the ground clearly, Fan Chuan lost his voice and shouted: "Elder!"
The person lying on the ground was one of the two Yeyuemen elders who went to the ring to invite Fan Chuan before, and at this time, he was lying motionless on the ground with his eyes closed and blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, Fan Chuan tried to test the elder's injury, and the true qi he extracted had just been integrated into the elder's body, Fan Chuan immediately frowned, because the elder's true qi in his body had already been disordered, and the Yuan Zhen Spirit God was also beating rapidly, and it seemed that there was a danger of exploding, at this time, Fan Chuan was a little shocked, like the elder of such a profound cultivation realm, but he was so seriously injured, then the strength of the other party...... Fan Chuan didn't dare to imagine it, first control the injury of the elder in front of him, otherwise, after a while, the elder of the Night Moon Gate would definitely explode and die, so that only the spirit god was left, without thinking about it anymore, Fan Chuan immediately took out a pill of the three Luo Dan Ji Yuan Dan in the Great Luo Seven Dan from the crystal ripple feather ring, and used the true qi into the elder's body, the pill worked instantly, the true qi in the elder's body was slowly being gathered, and the Yuan Zhen Spirit God gradually settled down, and it was only a matter of time before he woke up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Fan Chuan didn't know why he wanted to save this Yeyuemen elder, maybe it was the first time they met, the elder left a good impression on himself, or maybe because of Wan Ling's relationship, Fan Chuan couldn't let the Yeyuemen elder explode to death in front of Wan Ling's eyes.
Wan Ling, who was stunned for a while, immediately heard the sound, and after seeing the Yeyuemen Elder lying on the ground, his expression seemed to be even more nervous, and at the same time he was extremely scared, and his delicate body was trembling constantly.
Fan Chuan saw Wan Ling's strange appearance, and immediately said loudly: "He's fine, he will wake up in a while, tell me quickly, what's going on?"
From Wan Ling's refusal to leave the palace before, until now that the Elder of the Night Moon Gate was injured and flew out, Wan Ling's expression has been changing repeatedly, so Fan Chuan knows that Wan Ling must have something to hide from him.
"I ...... My brother's catastrophe is ...... "Wan Ling said in a somewhat trembling voice, and didn't forget to look at Huai Chen's seat after speaking.
"What is the Tribulation?"
Fan Chuan looked at Wan Ling suspiciously, but Wan Ling did not answer Fan Chuan again, but noticed that Wan Ling's eyes were looking at Huai Chen's seat, and Fan Chuan also looked at Huai Chen's seat, at this time Fan Chuan felt that there was a large amount of strange air flow gushing out behind the seat, Fan Chuan didn't feel it at all before, but since the Yeyuemen Elder flew out from behind the seat, there was a strange air flow gushing out, and this air flow, Fan Chuan is also a little familiar, that is, the immortal qi, the unique immortal qi of the scattered immortals. Because of the immortal qi involved, at this moment, Fan Chuan felt that things didn't seem to be under his control.
Looking at the rickety palace in front of him, feeling the powerful immortal qi behind the seat, and Wan Ling, who was losing his mind and trembling his body at this time, when Fan Chuan was at a loss, he suddenly heard the voice of the Yeyue Gate elder lying on the ground.
"Ahem...... Cough...... Quick, go and save the sect master"
The elder seemed to speak with the last of his strength, and then fainted again.
As soon as the elder's words fell, I saw Wan Ling, who was still losing his mind just now, jumped to the seat, and before Fan Chuan could react, Wan Ling's body had disappeared into the dense immortal aura behind the seat.
At this time, Fan Chuan was already a little chaotic, and there was only one thought in his heart, no matter who it was, he had to check what was going on, as well as the heavenly tribulation in Wan Ling's mouth, and the rescue of Huai Chen in the mouth of the elder, all of which made Fan Chuan faintly feel that things were not so simple, and Fan Chuan couldn't watch Wan Ling being hurt, although he didn't know why he thought so, but when he entered the Night Moon Gate by mistake, it was Wan Ling who saved his life, just this one, Fan Chuan couldn't help but ask.
So Fan Chuan immediately took out a trace of true qi and placed it on the Yeyuemen Elder who was lying on the ground, in order to allow the Elder to prevent the damage of the palace collapse a little.
The true qi was properly arranged, and Fan Chuan's mind moved, and the Hyun Dian battle armor that flashed with silver-white light appeared on his body, and then he took out the cold sword and held it in his hand, and Fan Chuan deliberately fused the other strong and strange true qi in his body that was similar to the one in the cold Xiaoyao City Jiang Linzhuang into the body of the cold sword, and the cold sword suddenly shone brightly, and a gloomy feeling spread all over Fan Chuan's body, everything was arranged properly, and Fan Chuan also jumped to the seat.
Just approached the seat, before he could see what was going on, Fan Chuan was quickly pulled downward by a strong fairy qi, and after his head was in a slight trance, Fan Chuan fell into a vague space, the space was surrounded by extremely white screens, and even the feet were blurred and extremely white, which made people look extremely uncomfortable, and there was nothing solid in the extremely white space, and what wiped his face was a thin cold mist, like a dream realm, very ethereal, very weird.
Fan Chuan didn't know where this was, and when he was looking around in a depressed and anxious manner, he suddenly felt that in the vague mist, there was a way of immortal qi flying towards him at great speed, Fan Chuan didn't dare to be careless, and immediately raised the defense of the Hyundian battle armor to the highest, and the cold sword in his hand also pointed at the oncoming immortal qi.
The immortal qi flew to Fan Chuan's side in an instant, and when Fan Chuan was about to resist, he vaguely saw that the flying immortal qi was wrapped in a person, and this person looked like Huaichen, so Fan Chuan immediately withdrew the cold sword and stepped aside to dodge, just at the moment when Fan Chuan just dodged his body, the immortal qi arrived as scheduled to the position where Fan Chuan was just standing.
Fan Chuan saw clearly, it turned out that the person wrapped in the fairy qi was Huai Chen, but I saw that now Huai Chen seemed to be extremely uncomfortable in the wrapped fairy qi, the expression on his face was about to twist in pain, and his body was swaying from side to side, as if he wanted to free himself from the surrounding fairy qi package, but no matter how hard Huai Chen tried to break free, he couldn't break free from the package of this fairy qi, and at the same time, Huai Chen seemed to see Fan Chuan standing opposite, trying to have a long mouth, as if he wanted to pass something to Fan Chuan, but Fan Chuan didn't understand Huai Chen's meaning, and thought that Huai Chen was begging him to save him, in fact, Huai Chen meant to let Fan Chuan leave as soon as possible, but this was all known to Fan Chuan later.
Looking at Huai Chen, who was extremely tormented, Fan Chuan didn't know what to do next, he was a little anxious to walk around, and he never saw Wan Ling's figure, where did Wan Ling go?
But when Fan Chuan was worried and uneasy, Huai Chen, who was standing opposite, suddenly had a golden mang, and the immortal energy around Huai Chen's body suddenly attacked Fan Chuan, Fan Chuan was frightened by this sudden immortal energy, and immediately raised the cold sword to block, but just after raising the cold sword, the immortal energy instantly hit the cold sword, and the cold sword "Huh" The sound broke away from Fan Chuan's hand, the sword body was shattered in response, and there were still traces of golden light scattered around, Fan Chuan only felt a powerful force with a devastating force pouring into his body, and his body flew out backwards at an uncontrollable speed for a moment, surrounded by a full of ethereal mist, without any trace of pressure, Fan Chuan's body fell heavily on the extremely white ground, a tearing pain came as expected, the body turned over the river and the sea, and when a mouthful of blood was not spit out, suddenly the surroundings of Fan Chuan's body seemed to be gradually condensing an indescribable feeling power, this power was never seen by Fan Chuan, it seemed to be nothing, but it really existed, There is no immortal energy or true qi mixed in the power, like a force of nature, and the strong pressure makes Fan Chuan, who is already dying, feel death, a desperate death.
At this time, after Huai Chen, who was not far from Fan Chuan, saw Fan Chuan's state, he suddenly seemed to be crazy and expanded the golden light around his body, and Huai Chen's body was also extremely distorted, as if there were signs of breaking through the prohibition of immortal qi, but no matter how hard Huai Chen tried, the immortal energy was still enveloping Huai Chen's body.
At this time, Fan Chuan's consciousness was already blurred, and the immortal qi attack just now was enough to kill Fan Chuan, but because the Hyundian battle armor on Fan Chuan's body resisted a large amount of immortal qi, it was placed in Fan Chuan and did not immediately destroy his spirit.
Fan Chuan raised his right hand weakly, and wanted to take out the pill from the crystal ripple feather ring worn on his right finger, but he couldn't lift a trace of true qi in his body, and he couldn't open the crystal ripple feather ring, at this time, Fan Chuan finally despaired, without true qi, it was equivalent to a mortal, and the power of nature that was constantly condensing around him made Fan Chuan numb, the condensed force of nature carried the sound of the howling wind, and the white mist in a large area was rapidly condensing, and the surrounding space seemed to be slightly distorted under the influence of the power of nature, and the compression of space made Fan Chuan a little out of breath。
Fan Chuan wanted to close his eyes and quietly wait for this final judgment, but just when he closed his eyes, a petite blurred figure appeared in Fan Chuan's sight, and after seeing the figure clearly, Fan Chuan was even more sad and nervous, because the person who came was Wan Ling, looking at Wan Ling's jumping body, as if shouting something in his mouth, his face was already covered with tears, but Fan Chuan couldn't hear any sound, and his ears were only filled with the whistling wind.
Fan Chuan tried hard to open his mouth and wanted to speak, wanting Wan Ling to leave here quickly, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't speak, Fan Chuan seemed to instantly understand the meaning of what Huai Chen said to him just now, and it seems that Huai Chen is now the same as himself.
It's just that Fan Chuan doesn't know that Huaichen is the body of the scattered immortals, and now he is fighting against the tribulation of the scattered immortals, and after the tribulation, the scattered immortals can fly to the immortal realm and rank in the immortal class, but when the scattered immortals accept the tribulation, if other people are present, then they will also suffer the bad luck of the heavenly tribulation, and at this time, Fan Chuan has suffered the bad luck of the heavenly tribulation.
Fan Chuan saw that Wan Ling was like him just now, and he couldn't read his own meaning, and at this time, Wan Ling was already in a hurry and was about to go crazy, Fan Chuan simply closed his eyes, praying that Wan Ling could understand his meaning after he closed his eyes.
But when Fan Chuan was about to close his eyes, he saw Wan Ling crying and shouting, and ran to him like crazy............