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Chapter 190: The Second Gift

"Immortal Dao Sect? Heh, Chu wants to see what qualifications this sect has to dare to use the words immortal and dao. The corners of Chu Fan's mouth outlined a haughty arc, and he looked down with a smile.

At the top of the peak, the palace is lined up, the golden light is shining, and the golden light reflected from the roof ridge is like a golden dragon, circling and flying in the air.

For the monks, the ultimate in monasticism is immortal, and the word immortal cannot be desecrated, because it represents the sacred and powerful.

But if you go to the bottom of it, immortal is just a realm, and its real foundation is still the Tao, and only when the Tao is enlightened can it climb to the extreme.

Under the firmament, those who dare to take the name of Immortal and Dao are either extremely strong or powerful, and the Immortal Dao Sect even occupies two words, so Chu Fan really wants to try, whether the Immortal Dao Sect is qualified for this name.

The divine consciousness suddenly dispersed, enveloping the Immortal Dao Sect in an instant, from the foot of the mountain to the top of the peak, except for a few important places, everything else could not escape the coverage of Chu Fan's divine sense.

"Huh?" With a light sigh, Chu Fan lowered his head slightly, his eyes penetrated the air like lightning, and a blood-colored figure came into his eyes.

On that blood-colored figure, Chu Fan felt a sense of familiarity, which was the breath left after being injured by the golden sword he made, that is, this person was the person who chased and killed Wang Yang.

Turning his head slightly, staring at Wang Pestle with great meaning, Chu Fan's eyes were very bright, and he said, "The second gift for you for the teacher is here." ”

As he spoke, he raised his hand to the void and grabbed it, and the entire sky seemed to change color because of his grasp, and the golden glow dimmed.

Halfway up the mountain, Yang Ye swept by like a violent wind, regardless of the injuries on his body, although he had never seen Chu Fan, he hated Chu Fan.

Because Wang Yang was dead, and the golden sword was made by Chu Fan, Yang Ye transferred his hatred for Wang Yang to Chu Fan in the bottom of his heart. He only remembered that he was injured, but he had forgotten that the Wang family who died at his hands was hundreds.

The spring flowers are blooming all around, the sun is shining, and there are all kinds of spirit birds singing softly, overflowing with a quiet and peaceful.

"I don't believe it, with the cultivation of the master, he can't defeat the one in Ten Thousand Beasts Town, and then I will let him taste the consequences of supporting that lowly mortal." Yang Ye rushed into the middle of the mountain covered in blood, and the people who were good friends with him shouted his name one after another, but he ignored it, and rushed to the top of the peak with resentment in his heart.

There was a loud bang, shaking the entire mountain, the boulder rolled down, the ground cracked, the tree broke, and many spirit birds flew up and spread in the sky.

The loud noise seemed to burst people's eardrums and smash ear bones, making most of the Immortal Dao Sect disciples almost faint, and everyone looked up, only to see the sky crack open, and a big hand grabbed it.

In their eyes, it was the big hand that shattered the sky and caused the earth to crack, a scene that everyone present would never forget.

That big hand seems to have replaced the sky!

Twisting under his feet, his body flashed to the side, avoiding a falling boulder, Yang Ye looked up, and this look made his heart almost shatter.

He saw a big hand grabbing at him, and he wanted to dodge, to avoid the big hand like he was avoiding the falling boulder, but no matter how he moved his legs, he couldn't lift the thousand-pound foot, and his whole body seemed to be frozen.

"Senior brother, be careful!"

"Brother Yang, get out of the way."

……

Some of those who were friends with Yang Ye shouted loudly, and they had obviously seen that the big hand that fell from the sky was coming from Yang Ye.

Everyone didn't care about Yang Ye's previous indifference at all, and they all used their magical powers, sacrificed various magic weapons, and hit the big hand, wanting to stop it for a moment and buy time for Yang Ye.

But all kinds of magical powers and magic weapons, like moths to a fire, did not have the slightest stopping effect, and before they could get close to the big hand, they were all wiped out, and even the person who performed it rolled out, spurting blood from his mouth, his face was as white as paper, and he watched the big hand fall in fear.

Without the slightest accident, Yang Ye was grabbed by a big hand and disappeared immediately, and the rumbling stopped.

If it weren't for the boulder that rolled down on the side, and the people lying on the ground, everyone really couldn't believe that someone dared to hurt Yang Ye in the Immortal Dao Sect.

Looking up at the sky, everything seemed to have not changed, but everyone faintly sensed that the heaven of the Immortal Dao Sect was about to change.

Just as Chu Fan's divine sense swept by, deep at the peak, in a top-secret stone room, Zhao Zhize opened his eyes suddenly, his face was very ugly, he had already guessed who the owner of that divine sense was.

On the top floor of the attic, Tian Lao had a cup of tea in his hand, the smile on his face condensed, the teacup in his hand clicked and shattered, he stood up solemnly, squinted his eyes and said: "Which Taoist friend is so unscrupulous in my Immortal Dao Sect, is there really no one in my sect." ”

As he spoke, his figure had disappeared from the top floor of the attic, appearing in the air, squinting his eyes, the smile on his face deeper, and looking at the wind chasing horse in front of him.

At the same time, Di Lao and Xuan Lao appeared next to Tian Lao, looking at Chu Fan intently, and the three of them glanced at each other in unison, and they all saw the fear in each other's eyes.

"I haven't seen this person before." The elder spoke in a calm voice.

The breeze blew, blowing up Chu Fan's white clothes, and he didn't care at all about the appearance of Tianlao and the others, and he didn't even glance at it.

"This person is very strong, it is definitely not what it looks like on the surface, only the late cultivation of the Yuan Infant, and this person is by no means one of the five monsters, then the purpose of his coming to my Immortal Dao Sect may be related to the disciple who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors." Xuan Lao exuded his cultivation, ready to make a move at any time, and looked at Chu Fan intently, just waiting for the elder to say a word.

The three of them didn't make a move, because they didn't dare to make a move, and because Chu Fan's action of raising his hand at the moment shocked the three of them.

At the same time, many figures poured out below, some of them were standing on the roof, some were standing in the courtyard, all looking up at the sky, their expressions were a little solemn.

For everything that happened below, Chu Fan still maintained the posture of raising his hand to grab it, and a light gushed out of his palm, and he saw a blood-colored figure appear out of thin air, frozen in the air, unable to move.

"Yang Ye?" Seeing the blood-colored figure, Di Lao took the lead and said in a calm voice, his eyes were already densely filled with murderous intent, and the moment he saw Yang Ye, he already knew that the Ice Lotus would definitely fall into the hands of others.

His pupils shrank, and the killing intent also swelled out in the eyes of the old man, but he didn't make a move, and he still didn't move, because he hadn't yet determined, what was the purpose of Chu Fan's coming to the Immortal Dao Sect.

And most importantly, he sensed a destructive aura in Chu Fan, which made his heart tremble.

"It was you, you who killed my family, it was you who killed my father." The moment he saw Yang Ye, Wang Pestle roared angrily, his voice was terrible, his eyes were blood-red, and the whole person was extremely cold, like a wronged soul in the Nine Shadows.

Now, he finally understood what the second gift Chu Fan was talking about.

It's hatred, it's the hatred of the sea of blood!

Even if Yang Ye was crushed and scattered, Wang Pestle could recognize him, because some enemies would accompany him for a lifetime, and even some people would never forget.

This second gift is hatred and ...... Avenge!