Half an hour passed, and with Su Fan's help, Wu Qi successfully digested all the medicinal power of the Seven Aperture Cultivation Pill.

Su Fan straightened up, turned his head to Yue Hailong and said, "Senior Yue, the next thing is to rely on you to take care of Senior Wu!"

"Okay, good!" Yue Hailong nodded with joy on his face and said, "Young Master Su, thank God, thank you for being here this time!"

"It's nothing, Senior Yue, this is what I should do, if I hadn't concealed my identity, Senior Wu wouldn't have been injured by that Zhong Xiande, saving Senior Wu is what I should do!"

Su Fan said as he walked towards the outside of the house.

"Young Master Su, are you leaving?" Yue Hailong hurriedly asked.

"Not bad!" Su Fan stopped his steps, didn't turn back, and replied lightly: "I want to rush to the Shenwu Kingdom and fight with that Zhong Xiande!"

"Alas, well!"

Yue Hailong sighed, although he wanted to persuade Su Fan again, but he knew that Su Fan would never listen to him, so he could only say: "Please take care of Master Su, we will have a date later!"

"There will be a date later!"

Su Fan bowed his head and strode out of the hut.

Outside the house, Yue Yang was playing with Wu Meng, who was full of stupidity, when he saw Su Fan come out alone and walked towards the door. His eyes lit up slightly, and he shouted loudly: "Young Master Su, please wait a minute!"

"What?"

Su Fan turned around and looked at the young man who was about the same age as him, not understanding why he suddenly stopped himself.

"Is Young Master Su going to find that Zhong Medicine Saint?" Yue Yang asked with a smile.

"Not bad!" Su Fan nodded.

"Great!" Yue Yang clapped his hands and smiled: "Since this is the case, I will go with you, if I am present, the probability of you defeating Zhong Yaosheng will be increased by two percent!"

"You?" Su Fan glanced at Yue Yang carefully, shook his head and said, "No, your cultivation is too low, I am going to fight Zhong Xiande in the past, but I don't have the time to take care of you!"

"I don't need you to take care of it!" Yue Yang smiled and said, "I can hide in the space, except for the saint-level masters who can enter the space, no one can hurt me!"

"Hidden in space!"

Su Fan couldn't help but be shocked when he heard this, he didn't expect this so-called space holy body to be so magical.

"Hehe, this is actually nothing!" Yue Yang continued to laugh and said, "My martial soul, named Zhenkong Sparrow, is an ancient alien bird that can cut off the connection between the monk and the power of space in a short period of time, so that the saint-level powerhouse cannot exert the power of space!"

"What a powerful martial soul technique!"

Su Fan was surprised, just by hearing Yue Yang's description, he could feel the extraordinaryness of Zhenkong Bird.

And if Yue Yang's martial soul could really play a role, he at least didn't have to worry that Zhong Xiande would cut through the space and escape.

"How about it, now you can take me with confidence!" Yue Yang said proudly.

"Okay, without further ado, let's go right away!"

Since Yue Yang could protect himself, Su Fan naturally had no reason to refuse the other party.

"Wu Meng, Brother Dayang is going out for a while, stay at home obediently and wait for me to come back!"

Yue Yang patted Wu Meng's head and said like a child.

"Good!"

Wu Meng snorted and smiled stupidly.

When Su Fan saw this scene, his heart warmed for no reason, and an indescribable emotion poured out.

Before Yue Yang left, he greeted Yue Hailong, Yue Hailong unexpectedly did not object, but just asked Yue Yang to come back early.

In this way, Su Fan and Yue Yang left the Fengyun Imperial City together, and Su Fan found an empty and uninhabited place and took out his holy soul boat.

"Master Su, you really have all kinds of treasures!"

Yue Yang was convinced, Su Fan was no different from a mobile treasure trove in his eyes.

After that, the two of them took the Holy Soul Boat and flew through space to the Shenwu Kingdom.

......

Shenwu country, worship the gods.

Jingshen Pass is the first pass on the southern border of Shenwu Kingdom, and it is also one of the frontline positions of the Shenwu Army's resistance to the coalition forces of various countries.

A bright light flashed in the void, and two figures descended from the sky, it was Su Fan and Yue Yang.

"Young Master Su, we seem to be late!"

Yue Yang landed under a broken city wall, looked around, and saw that the place was extremely desolate, with rotting corpses everywhere, and there was no life at all.

Su Fan was in a heavy mood, and he could clearly see that a palm-shaped hole had been shot on the city wall outside the gate, and there was still a little holy power lingering near the big hole.

He knew that this was definitely a good thing that Zhong Xiande did, although Zhong Xiande's palm did not kill the soldiers of the Shenwu Kingdom who were defending the pass, but when the pass was broken, the coalition forces outside rushed in, and a bloody battle was inevitable.

Su Fan's anger erupted in his heart, and he couldn't suppress Zhong Xiande's killing intent anymore, so he rushed into the air with a whoosh and flew towards Shenwu King City.

Seeing this, Yue Yang also hurried up.

......

The territory of the Shenwu Kingdom was much smaller than that of the Fengyun Dynasty, and Su Fan flew rapidly for a quarter of an hour before he came to the outside of the Shenwu King City.

At this moment, the outside of the Shenwu King City was already covered with allied troops from all over the world, and all the defensive formations on the city wall were running at the same time, under the influence of the dragon vein array in the mountain behind the palace, the entire Shenwu King City was like the strongest fortress in the world, and no attack could destroy it.

In the air outside the city, there were several Great Emperor powerhouses standing behind Zhong Xiande, looking at the Shenwu King City below with a cold face.

"I didn't expect that in this mere place, there would be a holy dragon vein!" Zhong Xiande's eyes were blazing with greed: "If this seat can absorb the golden dragon of luck in this dragon vein, it will definitely soar into the sky and achieve the Nine Tribulations Saint King!"

The Golden Dragon of Qi Luck is a creature born in the dragon vein of the Holy Product, and it is also the purest energy body, if ordinary people can refine it, in addition to improving their own luck, it will also increase the power of tens of thousands of years, and it will no longer be a luxury to become a god in one step.

Zhong Xiande was very pleasantly surprised, originally he came to settle accounts with Su Fan, but he didn't expect to encounter such a great good thing.

Fortunately, the holy product dragon vein here was not discovered by the other Middle Domain Saint Kings, otherwise it would be his turn to pick up such a big bargain for nothing.

But right now, there is something that makes Zhong Xiande feel extremely tricky.

Due to the maintenance of the Holy Dragon Vein, the formation effect of the entire Shenwu King City increased several times, and with his attack power, he was unable to break the defensive barrier of the Shenwu King City with one blow.

This made Zhong Xiande anxious, he was afraid that after a long time, other Saint King powerhouses would discover the Saint Dragon Vein here, and at that time, he would not be able to share much benefit.

Therefore, in the past few days, he ordered all the Great Emperors who rushed to support him to take turns attacking the defensive barrier of Shenwu King City, intending to wear down and destroy all those defensive formations.

And this naturally has some effect, after the emperors' repeated attacks day and night, Zhong Xiande really felt that the power of all defensive formations was gradually weakening.

(End of chapter)