A sound sounded, and the area where the Mushin Dao Palace was located changed suddenly.

Those disciples who heard these words fell from mid-air one by one, looking around with pale faces.

Su Fan?

Is Su Fan an immortal?

What does this mean? Isn't Su Fan already dead?

For a while, countless thoughts popped up in everyone's hearts, and they also wanted to find Su Fan's figure.

Sun Wusheng also frowned, and subconsciously sensed around, trying to find Su Fan's location, but after a while, he didn't notice that someone was hiding in the dark.

Almost ninety percent of the people in the Wushen Dao Palace believed that Su Fan was dead, but he Sun Wusheng didn't believe it.

He and Su Fan have met, and they can be regarded as having some understanding.

Even if all the 10,000-year-old sects in the cultivation realm were destroyed, Su Fan would not have an accident, this was his clearest understanding of Su Fan.

He naturally knew who shouted it, so he was even more sure that Su Fan was not dead.

Li Qingzhu's face was pale, nervously looking for the person who shouted.

She knows Su Fan's situation best, after all, isn't Su Fan just pretending to be Bai Yue now?

Who the hell is it?

Can you tell Su Fan's identity in one bite?

Su Fan also sneered, knowing that he couldn't pretend anymore, after all, he also heard who the person who spoke was.

Mu Yiren!

One of the palace masters of the Wushen Dao Palace three thousand years ago, the first sword immortal of that era!

If it weren't for the Ghost Emperor and the Young Emperor to stop them, Mu Yiren would have died three thousand years ago.

"Old thing, I didn't expect you to be alive. Su Fan chuckled.

The moment this voice came out, Sun Wusheng, the three deans, and the surrounding disciples also reacted, and looked at the slightly embarrassed figure in horror one by one.

Don't......

At the beginning of the day, it's Su Fan?!

No, this can't be, Bai Yue is a member of the Bombing Heaven Gang, how could he have something to do with Su Fan?

Suddenly, a somewhat unacceptable thought flashed through everyone's hearts.

The Bombers are fake!

All of this is an illusion made by Su Fan, Duan Yu, Xuzhu, and Bai Yueyue are all fake, and these people are all played by Su Fan alone!

Thinking of this, the people of the Ashen Dao Palace were all cold in their hearts.

Sun Wusheng just shot head-on, and in the end, he couldn't take Su Fan, so how strong was Su Fan's strength?

Sun Wusheng stared at Su Fan's side, his eyes full of unwillingness and anger.

He can accept losing to Bai Yue, but he can't lose to Su Fan.

Su Fan is a member of Haotian Sect, their Divine Dao Palace is incompatible with Haotian Sect, and today's defeat doesn't mean that their Divine Dao Palace lost to Haotian Sect?!

In mid-air, a stenching figure wrapped in a black robe appeared, and there were still drops of black water falling from under the black robe.

"W-"

Water droplets fell to the ground, and the entire ground was corroded, accompanied by a disgusting stench.

"Ho ho ho, Su Fan ......"

Mu Yiren was wrapped in a black robe, and two eyes full of resentment stared at the people below through the black robe.

Looking at Mu Yiren with this appearance, the corners of Su Fan's mouth also twitched.

Did this old thing soak itself in a dung pit for a thousand years, then run to the stinky tofu pile and bring it with it for a thousand years, and finally sleep with clothes and socks that haven't been washed for thousands of years?

This smell is really good!

"Vomit ......"

Su Fan retched, his face was ugly, and said: "Old thing, if you can't beat me......, you want to disgust me?"

I can't stand it, this smell is really not acceptable to people.

Not only him, but the disciples around him also knelt on the ground one by one, retching with ugly faces.

They never thought that the sword immortal they admired would actually look like this.

Mu Yiren didn't pay the slightest attention to it, but sneered indifferently: "Su Fan, do you know how long I've been waiting for this day?"

Su Fan pinched his nose and shook his head.

Now he didn't want to open his mouth at all, and he didn't even want to give up breathing.

"Two thousand nine hundred and eighty-one years, three months and twenty-one days!"

Mu Yiren smiled gloomily: "I remember every day after being seriously injured by you, and this every day makes me worse than death, so that I don't want to kill you all the time!"

As he spoke, his black robe began to shake, and a pair of disgusting hands slowly poked out.

Rotting, flesh blurring, bones exposed, maggots crawling......

In the eyes of the people, it was no longer a pair of hands, and even the claws of the beast were better than his hands.

And these hands gently lifted the black robe, revealing the body that made the scalp tingle, or it could no longer be called a body.

In Su Fan's eyes, half of Mu Yiren's body was completely constructed of bones, whether it was ribs, arm bones, or collarbones, they were almost smooth bones with rotten flesh.

The rest of the body is rotten and smelly, with maggots hanging on it.

"If you hadn't seriously injured me, I wouldn't have become the person I am now, I Mu Yiren could have become an immortal back then, but you cut off my immortal path!"

Mu Yiren shouted frantically: "Lin Nian is wrong, he shouldn't have cultivated into a sword immortal three thousand years ago, you are wrong, you shouldn't have done something to me, a quasi-immortal, and the Ghost Emperor and the Young Emperor are wrong, they shouldn't have rescued me in the first place." ”

Looking at Mu Yiren, who had completely fallen into madness, Su Fan was also embarrassed.

The person who dared to do something to his best friend back then didn't expect to become like this now, and the vicissitudes of life are nothing more than that.

used to be the first sword immortal, but now he only has one breath left, and he has become even more nondescript.

Seeing Mu Yiren's appearance, the last bit of anger in Su Fan's heart also dissipated.

Mu Yiren's sin for so many years can be regarded as his retribution, and in the future, Lin Nian's revenge will end here, and he and Mu Yiren will not owe each other.

"Mu Yiren, did you think about this day when you killed Lin Nian back then?"

Su Fan stretched out his hand and gently wiped it on his face, revealing his original peerless face.

At this moment, all the people in the Ashen Dao Palace gasped.

It's really Su Fan!

He didn't die, but he succeeded in killing the West Sea Immortals in that battle!

Isn't even Scattered Immortal Su Fan's opponent?

Mu Yiren snorted coldly: "Lin Nian, I never regret killing him, what I regret is that there is no way to kill you, after so many years, your face is really disgusting." ”

Still unrepentant?

Do you really think you're doing everything right?

Su Fan sighed slightly in his heart, looking at this old man who was lucky enough to survive from his hands back then.

Mu Yiren has been able to hold on until now by relying on his last breath, this breath has reached the end, but I am afraid that he also knows that he can't wait, so he took the initiative to find it.

"Forget it, you're not my opponent, don't come to die. Su Fan groaned.

Mu Yiren said indifferently: "I naturally know that I am not your opponent, but it doesn't mean that I can't hurt you!"

As he spoke, his body quickly decayed, and wisps of black smoke rose from his body, which was terrifying.

Commit suicide?

Su Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Yiren in some surprise.

"The old man's life is over!" Mu Yiren said with a smile: "This last trick is the result of the old man's research for thousands of years, and he will give you Su Fan today!"

"Nine Dead Ghost Curse!"

Mu Yiren shouted, and the heavens and the earth also changed with his angry shout.

The wind and clouds swirled, and the lightning flashed and thundered.

In Mu Yiren's body, nine ghosts full of resentment rushed out, roaring and constantly rushing towards Su Fan.

"Su Fan, don't think about living well in the future......"

"Immortal, do you remember the old man, when you killed me with one punch, did you think of this day......

"Immortality is mine, Su Fan, you are also mine......"

“......”

The Nine Ghost Spirits continued to roar in mid-air, and the resentment covered the entire Divine Dao Palace, even the golden light around Sun Wusheng's body became a lot dimmer.

At this moment, the Nine Ghost Spirits were dominated by Mu Yiren's Divine Soul, flying around with a black resentment that couldn't help it, and finally converged on top of Su Fan's head.

Su Fan looked at the ghost above his head and didn't feel a trace of murderous aura.

Odd!

At this point, he also knows a few ghosts, all of whom were fierce and evil people before, and they are the black sheep of one side!

What's the use of coming together?

Mu Yiren used all these years to study this thing, not to kill him, so what did he want to do?

The next moment, the nine ghosts that gathered together instantly fell, heading straight for Su Fan's head, and Mu Yiren's last words also came out at this moment.

"Su Fan, I want to make you sleepless day and night for thousands of years in the future, so that your Haotian Sect will not be stable, and your Su family will never have an heir......"

Hearing this, Su Fan secretly said bad in his heart.

Thinking of the spell that Mu Yiren said before, a word also popped up in his mind.

Curse!

This Mu Yiren knew that he was not an opponent, so he hit the people around him with his idea, wanting to use his hand to destroy Haotian Sect!

Immediately, Su Fan wanted to escape and dodge this spell first.

But before he could take a step to escape, a figure in a long skirt suddenly flew up and happened to appear above his head, with a faint smile on his face......

"Don't!"

Su Fan looked at Li Qingzhu who suddenly appeared above his head, his eyes widened suddenly, and his whole heart hung up.

It was too late to save Li Qingzhu.

The Nine Dead Ghost Curse had already hit Li Qingzhu's body, and the ghost continued to roar in Li Qingzhu's body, eating away at Li Qingzhu's last life.

By the time Su Fan jumped up and hugged Li Qingzhu, most of the vitality on Li Qingzhu's body had been devoured.

The black aura continued to fly up on Li Qingzhu's body, dissipating with her vitality.

And at Li Qingzhu's neck, a palm-sized black pattern appeared, and nine hideous ghost heads were distributed around the pattern, widening his eyes as if he was laughing at Su Fan's powerlessness.

"You fool, who asked you to go up, this trick may not have an effect on me!" Su Fan said with red eyes.

Li Qingzhu smiled, but this moment was not as charming as before, but full of bitterness.

"You...... Hesitated, didn't you?" Li Qingzhu said softly: "I don't want to block it, but I just can't control myself." ”

"You're a fool!"

Su Fan hugged Li Qingzhu and looked around helplessly with his mouth open: "Save people, who is Mu Yiren's apprentice, come out to save people immediately, otherwise I will let everyone in your godless palace be buried with you!"

The people of the Divine Dao Palace were indifferent and looked at all this with an indifferent expression.

Sun Wusheng sighed, closed his eyes and sensed the position of the Dean of Cangyan Academy and Wen Zhisheng.

After a while, he slowly spoke: "Uncle Mu has only two apprentices, the dean of Cangyan Academy is dead, and Wen Zhisheng disappeared a month ago. ”

One is dead, the other is missing......

This......

Su Fan hugged Li Qingzhu tightly in his arms and hurriedly said, "Don't be afraid...... I'll save you, we'...... Back to Hao Tianzong, the Six Spirits are immortal elixirs, she will definitely be able to save you!"

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