Fan Chuan pulled Qingmo to his side and sat on the ground, but Fan Chuan's unintentional action caused Qingmo's cheeks to turn crimson, which was completely inconsistent with the domineering spirit displayed on his body.

Fan Chuan didn't notice the change in Qingmo, but said to himself: "Of course I hope it's okay, but I have an ominous premonition, and I always feel that this Moon God Bow is extremely not simple. ”

Qingmo was silent for a while, and then slowly replied: "Hey, the war is about to start, why do you have to think so much? You have only been in the immortal realm for a long time, there is no need to put so much pressure on yourself, just do your best." ”

Hearing Qingmo's words, Fan Chuan began to ask himself, how long has he been in the immortal realm? However, Fan Chuan couldn't give himself a decent answer, but the current war was caused by himself, and the lives of the entire Donggong immortals were also put into his own hands, this was the pressure on Fan Chuan.

Fan Chuan was not afraid of his own demise, but even more afraid of the fall of the East Palace, but after thinking about it, Fan Chuan couldn't find words to comfort himself, perhaps, this war was already destined to happen.

After pondering for a long time, Fan Chuan sighed deeply and said to Qingmo: "I don't want to put pressure on myself, but there are too many unstable factors at the moment. ”

Qingmo became an optimist instead, only to see him reach out and pat Fan Chuan's shoulder, and said seriously: "Fan Chuan, this is the first time I call your name, believe me, you have done your best, even if we fail, everyone will not blame you, everyone knows in their hearts that you are sincerely trying to survive for the East Palace, but the ending is not important no matter what." ”

"But...... That's a few hundred lives in the East Palace!"

Qingmo shook his head with a smile and said, "You can't think like that, aren't the immortals in the West Palace also hundreds of lives? Since it's a war, we have no choice." ”

"Okay, I hope that after this battle, I can exchange for permanent peace in the immortal realm......" Fan Chuan raised his head and looked at the chaos in the immortal transfer formation, his eyes became confused.

For some reason, there were many people who were important to him in Fan Chuan's mind, such as Grandpa Jing, Yan Zi, Wan Ling, Beiyu, Nan Yajin, Ying Bai, and Fan Bei, Fan Qun, etc., etc., those past events were like yellowed kraft paper, quickly turned over, but every time they turned over, they touched Fan Chuan's heart, a little painful, but also a little gentle.

"When will I see you again?" Fan Chuan couldn't help but muttered to himself.

However, Fan Chuan's self-talk clearly entered Qingmo's ears, and Qingmo was stunned for a moment, and then asked aloud: "En, what are you talking about, who do you want to see?"

"Uh......" Fan Chuan touched his head in embarrassment, his white hair covered Fan Chuan's eyes, and then he said loudly: "It's nothing, it's nothing, Sister Qingmo, are we about to arrive?"

Qingmo didn't care, so he got up and watched for a while, and then said to Fan Chuan: "At the current speed, it must take another hour to reach the destination set." ”

Before you know it, so much time has passed.

Fan Chuan took a deep breath again, slowly stood up, first habitually patted the soil on his body, in fact, there was no soil at all, and then calmed down the restless immortal qi in his body, in fact, the restless immortal qi was the boiling before the battle.

Then Fan Chuan replied: "Okay, soon, soon, soon......"

Qingmo was curious: "Shaojun, what's wrong with you?"

Fan Chuan smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "I'm fine, let's make the final preparations, and we'll see you on the battlefield in a while." ”

Hearing Fan Chuan's words, Qingmo's expression instantly fell a little, and then he only heard his slow voice: "Shaojun, you have to be careful yourself, the East Palace can't live without you." ”

Fan Chuan was surprised for a moment, and then smiled: "Haha, Sister Qingmo has to be more careful, and the East Palace can't live without you." ”

"Huh? I'll be careful. Qingmo's cheeks turned a little crimson again.

Time was very fast, and before Fan Chuan and Qingmo could chat a few more words, the scene of the real thing began to flash out in the immortal transfer formation, but this kind of physical object was extremely desolate and desolate, and it was a whole wasteland within the boundary of the West Palace at the immortal vein.

Fan Chuan hurriedly looked ahead, and vaguely, he could still see the outline of the immortal vein, but the distance was relatively far away, and the length of the entire immortal vein could not be found to the end, Fan Chuan was not sure, the immortal vein in the distance was the place of the eight hundred miles of immortal vein.

Qingmo's voice came from behind Fan Chuan: "Shaojun, ahead is the destination we need to reach." ”

Fan Chuan nodded, turned his back and said, "Well, how long will it take to get eight hundred miles of immortal veins?"

Qingmo replied: "According to the time, it will take nearly an hour, but aren't we intercepting the West Palace's return defense line here?"

"Yes. Fan Chuan nodded.

Soon, the chaos in the Immortal Shifting Formation quickly dissipated, and was replaced by the wasteland of Xiao Suo.

However, after the gathering of the immortals in the East Palace, before waiting for a while, gusts of wind began to blow in the north, and the sand and stones on the wasteland were all swept into the wind, and after the swept wind, there were dark clouds one after another, but if you look closely, you can find imperceptible golden rays in the dark clouds.

Seeing the flashing golden mang, Fan Chuan immediately became alert, because the flashing golden mangs were the exposure of immortal energy, and among the dark clouds, there must be immortals walking by.

Fan Chuan immediately shouted loudly to the immortals in the East Palace: "Pay attention to vigilance, there are immortals!"

Soon, as soon as Fan Chuan's words fell, the dark clouds came quickly, but the raging wind made the immortals in the East Palace a little unable to open their eyes, and the scene fell into an extremely passive situation for a while.

The sound of the "whirring" wind was full of ears, and the sand and stones in the wind were even more sore on the cheeks, and the entire wasteland suddenly fell into confusion, and the immortals of the East Palace also fell into embarrassment with the change of the environment, and all this came too fast, and the immortals of the East Palace were not ready to meet it at all.

Fan Chuan squinted his eyes, stood up in the wind, and then had a flash of inspiration, jumped up, and was suspended in mid-air, and then saw Fan Chuan draw out the immortal qi and began to control the wind mixed with sand and stones, the strength of the immortal qi was extremely strong, but Fan Chuan was not ready to resist the wind with the power of immortal qi, but began to lay out a set of ecstasy immortal arrays on his own.

Fan Chuan thought back to what he had learned from the mortal spirit stones, he could set up a set of ecstasy immortal arrays, and then introduce the wind into the immortal array, thus diverting it.

With the rapid spread of the immortal qi, the Ecstasy Immortal Array was soon laid down, and Fan Chuan began to expand the scope of the Ecstasy Immortal Array, thus attracting the fierce wind that was raging the immortals of the East Palace.

Soon, the Ecstasy Immortal Array began to exert its ultimate effect, like a nebula-like vortex, which was rapidly stirring the wind and clouds, and then used great suction power to suck the wind and dark clouds mixed with sand and stones into the Ecstasy Immortal Array.

The immortals of the East Palace finally got rid of the raging wind, and naturally they also deeply appreciated Fan Chuan's actions, but Fan Chuan did not stop, but took care of himself to change the wind and dark clouds wrapped in the ecstasy immortal array, so that the entire set of immortal arrays became an attack immortal technique.

Then, under the attention of the immortals in the East Palace, Fan Chuan suddenly exerted his strength, and threw this large cloud of wind and dark clouds to the nine heavens, which was also the direction where the golden rays flashed.

"Boom"

I only heard a tremor from the nine heavens, which was deafening. Then I saw that debris like catkins began to fall in the sky above, as if it was raining, but it was not rain at all, only Fan Chuan knew that these catkins-like debris was actually Fan Chuan tore the whole dark cloud apart.

As the catkins vanished, the sky was clear and clear, with no more winds and clouds, but the hour was just dawn, and the morning light was slowly rising.

Throughout the night, the immortals of the East Palace were the immortal veins that shuttled between the West Palace and the West Palace.

With the extreme flash of golden mangs in the sky, all the immortals in the East Palace were in a defensive state, some raised the blades in their hands, some tamed the mounts under their crotches, some were staring at the sky with anger, and some were even suspended in the air, ready to act as a vanguard to meet the first battle.

As we all know, the exposure of the immortal qi in the sky above at this moment is naturally the emergence of immortals, and of course, it will not be the immortals of the East Palace.

Sure enough, soon, the golden mangs in the sky began to fall rapidly towards the ground, under the great pressure and incomparable fighting spirit, Fan Chuan finally saw the figure of Zhuji, and with Zhuji appeared, there was also a Xigong Hidden Immortal that Fan Chuan was familiar with, that was the Hidden Immortal withered in the sky.

Behind Zhuji and Dry Heaven, there are dozens of immortals, and the cultivation realms of these dozens of immortals are all floating immortals and primordial immortals.

At the first glance of this scene, Fan Chuan thought that this was the military route that Zhuji originally needed to support the eight-hundred-mile immortal vein, but after getting the news that the West Palace was in trouble, he quickly paid a return visit.

Thinking of this, Fan Chuan immediately looked at the dozens of Xigong immortals behind Zhuji, looking for a figure. Sure enough, under Fan Chuan's quick search, he found the West Palace Floating Immortal who was let go of the message by himself in the West Palace, and at this moment, this Floating Immortal was standing behind the Hidden Immortal, with a very strange expression.

After Zhuji and the other Xigong immortals slowly landed on the ground of this wasteland, Fan Chuan did not have a trace of fear, but the anger in his heart was squeezed for too long, and he needed to find an exit to release, and this release was to participate in the battle bravely.

However, just as Zhuji and the Xigong Immortals had just stood still, Fan Chuan had not yet spoken, only to see the dry sky suddenly flash towards Fan Chuan, and the halberd in his hand was stabbing towards Fan Chuan's chest.

"Just a junior, you dare to sneak attack the main hall of my West Palace, looking for death!" "Kutian gradually glared angrily, and the beard on the corner of his mouth exploded.

This sudden attack of the dry sky made Fan Chuan really shocked, Fan Chuan knew that the realm was different, and he was not the opponent of the dry sky at all, so he was ready to dodge.

However, at this moment, Qingmo suddenly dodged and moved, blocking in front of Fan Chuan, and the long sword in his hand just knocked the long halberd in the hand of the dry sky back to the side.

"As a hidden immortal, I am accustomed to sneak attacks, and I am not ashamed!" Qingmo pointed the blade of his sword at the withered sky, and shouted angrily.

"Stinky bitch, get out of the way!" Dry Sky seemed to be angry for a long time, only to see it raise its head and roar, then jump up again, ready to attack again.

However, at this moment, Zhu Ji suddenly shouted: "Stop!

The dry sky was gradually forced to be helpless, so he had to temporarily retreat behind Zhuji in grief and anger......

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