Tang Fan returned to the hotel, the room was no longer inhabitable, he didn't want to disturb Mo Yan and Gu Mengran, so he simply jumped to the top of the building.

He didn't fuse the dragon's blood right away, and counted the loot first.

There are a lot of treasures in An Xiuhai's storage bag, in addition to the snow-white war knife and two flying swords, there are also some medium-grade pills for healing, as well as some powerful talismans.

"Invisibility charm, you can be invisible!"

Tang Fan picked up a talisman with a happy face.

"The offensive Golden Sword Talisman and the defensive Golden Shield Talisman, this is a Wind Talisman that can fly!"

Tang Fan used his purple pupil eyes to sweep over these talismans one by one, overjoyed.

These talismans were originally the usual items of the Xianmen disciples, but they were all treasures to Tang Fan.

"Internal Injury Divine Medicine Xuanbing God Lu Dan!"

Tang Fan pinched up a pill and put it in his mouth, the medicinal power dissolved, and his body was suddenly cool, as if he was suddenly wrapped in cold air under the scorching sun, and the injuries in his body improved rapidly.

"Haha, it's all treasures!"

Tang Fan laughed excitedly, got rid of the Xuanbing God Lu Dan, and there were more than a dozen magic pills for various healing injuries left, this battle made a lot of money!

Tang Fan picked up the snow-white war knife again, it was obviously made of metal, but it was as white as snow, exuding a cold atmosphere.

The purple pupils swept away, and Tang Fan's mind immediately appeared its origin: "Cold Iron Ice Blade, refined from 10,000-year-old cold iron, is a Yin attribute magic weapon." ”

Tang Fan closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, fusing his divine sense and true qi into the battle knife, erasing the divine consciousness that originally belonged to An Xiuhai.

With a wave of his hand, the war knife spun in the air like a fan, as if driving a storm, exuding endless killing intent......

Although this Cold Iron Ice Blade is not as powerful as the Sky Slashing Flying Sword, it is a rare innate magic weapon, and it is much easier to use than the Sky Slashing Flying Sword.

Tang Fan sorted these treasures into storage bags, released the Flash Silver Worm and the Life-Seeking Golden Silkworm to protect the Dharma around him, and he began to fuse the dragon's blood.

He sat cross-legged on the ground and slapped his head hard, spurting out a drop of bright red blood, which belonged to his soul blood.

He opened the crystal bottle, guided the soul blood to float at the mouth of the bottle, pinched the tip with both hands, and suddenly a violent aura spread.

The dragon's blood was tumbling and boiling, and the blood-colored mist gradually spread, enveloping Tang Fan's own soul blood.

"Melt!"

Tang Fan shouted, and the blood-colored mist melted into his soul blood, causing his soul blood to tremble violently, as if he felt full.

"Close!"

Tang Fan re-injected the remaining blood qi into the bottle, sealed the mouth of the bottle, and with the movement of his hand, Long Jing exuded a powerful suction, sucking the drop of soul blood into his body.

"Ahh

When the soul blood entered his body, Tang Fan felt that there was a fire snake swimming in his body, and it seemed to lose control and rampage, making him extremely painful.

Overhead, clouds and mist rolled, the dark sky was filled with terrifying coercion, and a few bolts of lightning lit up the night sky.

The situation at this moment was extremely similar to the appearance he had when he first absorbed the dragon crystal.

Although the Dragon Emperor had fallen, its breath still touched Tianwei.

It seems that everything Tang Fan did was to change his life against the sky, and he was not recognized by the rules of heaven and earth.

His internal organs trembled, and his bones clicked as if they were about to shatter.

His body had undergone reconstruction, and the power of the fury flowed through every corner with great rapidity, making his consciousness stronger and his body stronger.

No wonder the machine spirit didn't let him absorb it all, this dragon blood was really arrogant, if he hadn't had the true qi to protect his body, he would have exploded and died a long time ago.

The wrath of the heavenly power alone was too much for him to bear.

After a while, the heavens and the earth returned to normal, and Tang Fan completely absorbed the drop of one percent concentration of dragon blood.

He exhaled a fiery breath, and his whole spirit changed, and he was much stronger than before.

The spiritual sea in the dantian is much richer than before, and the vigorous true qi flows in it, as if it is endless.

The purple-pupiled eyes are also sharper, and even in the night, they can still see through far away.

Even the rat in the sewer, Tang Fan could see every hair on its body.

Tang Fan is not the Dragon Emperor, but he has inherited its majesty and domineering, and just by exuding aura, it will make people tremble.

He clenched his fist and swung it, and a thunderbolt punch was easily punched out, and the golden fist shadow gradually condensed, it was no longer a phantom, no different from a real fist, and the power was much more powerful than before.

With another wave of his hand, the golden fist shadow disappeared without a trace, retracting freely.

He leaped and floated under the night sky, hovering longer than before.

Tang Fan landed steadily on the ground, took a step forward, and performed nine turns, and there seemed to be countless Tang Fan around him, and he couldn't tell which one was him.

Haha, it's getting faster, too!

Tang Fan stopped, looked down at his fist, and pondered.

He is full of true qi at the moment, his physical body is strong, and it is time to practice the third form of the Nine Turns Divine Gang Fist.

Tang Fan silently recited the mantra and punched out plainly.

"Arrows!"

A powerful force shot out from Tang Fan's fist and turned into a little golden light, like tens of thousands of golden arrows, and the storm instantly surrounded the front of him.

As long as an arrow hits the target, the opponent will be seriously injured.

This is the third form of the Nine Turns Shengang Fist: Arrow Surge Fist.

It also has nine variations, and according to the situation on the battlefield, it can rain down arrows and trap opponents in a coercive position, making it difficult to escape.

With Tang Fan's current cultivation, if he encountered Tiannan Holy Po and An Xiuhai again, it should be much easier to kill them.

Tang Fan practiced many times and finally mastered it extremely proficiently.

He originally wanted to practice the Sky Slashing Flying Sword, but the sky was getting brighter, and the Sky Slashing Sword was too powerful, and he was afraid of causing unnecessary trouble.

However, he still threw out the six ordinary flying swords and tested the power of the sword array.

Four of the flying swords were obtained from Li Mingdao, and the remaining two were from An Xiuhai.

Tang Fan took the flying sword and rummaged through the treasures in the storage bag like a rich man, smiling like a flower.

He was now anxious that there would be cultivators who would come to him at any time, and these people would be like gifts to him.

Send all those who have magic weapons, I'll wait for you!

Cultivation is diligent, Tang Fan was so excited that he jumped directly from the top of the building.

Although he can't fly in the air, he can control the speed of his fall, and he is much lighter with the wind.

Mo Yan and Gu Mengran had already woken up, and after breakfast, the three of them drove to the location of the Gambling Stone Conference, the White Elephant Villa.

Regarding what happened last night, the three of them had a tacit understanding, and no one talked much about it.

However, everything Tang Fan has done for them, the two of them know in their hearts.

In the morning, Gu Mengran received a call from Gu Qingfeng.

Gu Qingfeng told her that Gu Yunfei was beaten into a vegetative state by An Xiuhai, and An Xiuhai was nowhere to be found.

Gu Mengran Bingxue is smart, and he understands it better than anyone else.

She knew that if Tang Fan hadn't looked at her face, maybe Gu Yunfei wouldn't be as simple as a vegetative person.

As soon as the three of them got out of the car, they looked up and saw several acquaintances, which was really lively.

Su Hao stood aside, as if he was deliberately waiting for them.

"Mo Yan, you're here!"

Su Hao took the initiative to say hello.

Mo Yan nodded in response, but she really didn't want to talk to him more.

"Tang Fan, did you sleep well last night?"

Su Hao looked at Tang Fan proudly, looking like he was being beaten.

Tang Fan immediately understood that the gunman in last night must have been sent by him.

He smiled slightly and said with concern: "Su Shao, your chrysanthemum doesn't hurt anymore?" ”