493 Protect the Lord and escape

Wang Fan was forced by the black old man, so he had to mention the magic mirror that exposed the killer. His yuan god had already formed, and his divine consciousness was absolutely invincible in the same level. It was expected that there was no one around him, but unexpectedly, as soon as the magic mirror came out, he immediately attracted a group of old monsters, all of whom were old men with a lot of beards.

These old monsters are scary, either an ancestor or a famous figure thousands of years ago, that is, Wang Fan is shallow and doesn't know their reputation, otherwise he would have been so scared that his hands and feet would have been weak.

Looking at their eyes that they had no own discussion about opening the land of flying immortals, Wang Fan was secretly angry and said that I hadn't agreed. It's useless for you to discuss it. Don't forget that the magic mirror is in my hands.

Although he felt that he was a strange thing, he also knew that these guys were not easy to mess with. His eyes turned around, coughed hard, interrupted their conversation, and said loudly, "Predecessors, Wang Fan is polite. Since I knew that this mirror can open the land of flying immortals, I have rushed to the rotten sea day and night to serve my predecessors. Although there was some trouble on the way, it was good to arrive in time and let the seniors wait for a long time to apologize.

As a Jindan monk, in front of these monks, he is like an ant. He can't speak at all, and he can't even stand still. Fortunately, as soon as they appear, the five-color light of the Taoist magic mirror is full, covering him in, so that he can't feel the shocking pressure at all.

When several smiling old monsters heard his words, they stopped their mouths. They looked at the magic mirror and the great demon god with curiosity, showing surprised and admiration. There was even an old monster in sloppy clothes, clapping his hands and shouting a pity.

"It's such a treasure that it fell into the hands of a little monk. It's really a pity, it's a pity."

He was like a mourner, ignored Wang Fan's words, and sighed repeatedly.

"Haha, it's not a pity. If you Mr. Chen wants it, just take it. It's just a junior. Do you dare to stop it? As for our old guys, we don't care about these foreign things. As long as you agree to give up your own flying immortal quota, we will raise our hands and agree."

The land of flying immortals is full of treasures, but any monk who is predestined to enter will get great benefits. In the next hundred years, his cultivation will definitely advance by leaps and bounds and become a popular figure, but it is not so good for Huashen and Hedao monks who are qualified to ascend.

The quota of flying immortals is limited. Only a few people can be crossed at a time, so every time the land of flying immortals is opened, it is also when the gods and Hedao monks fight against each other. The Hedao is better. There are only one or two. Basically no one dares to provoke, but the monks in the Huashen period are different. More than half of them have to be killed and injured every time. As for Yuan Infant monks even stand aside directly, and they don't even have the qualification to touch hands.

"Cough" Mr. Chen, who was dressed in sloppy clothes, coughed a few times and hurriedly said, "Although this mirror is a treasure, it's worthless than taking off immortals. Wang Daoyou, don't make this idea. It's better for you give up your own quota. Anyway, you are still young. It doesn't matter if you are waiting for thousands of years. Just enjoy the world. The glory and wealth.

Wang Daoyou didn't want to. His face immediately changed. He waved his sleeves and was about to refute, but he heard the first Zhikong say, "Regarding the quota, we will discuss it later. There are no fewer people in the whole continent that has reached our realm. After all, no one has been flying for more than 100,000 years. The first problem now is to find Fei. The land of immortals, and open it.

This is true, but it is him. There is a Hedao master. This time, he will definitely be able to fly immortals, so he doesn't pay much attention to the quota and wants to open the land of flying immortals as soon as possible.

Wang Fan listened in a dazzle. He saw that they just looked at the magic mirror, and then turned around to discuss the original problem. He didn't look at him at all, and even regarded him as air.

"Damn it, I really can't afford it. I dare to ignore me. Well, I took the magic mirror and immediately ran away to see how you can open the land of flying immortals."

In fact, he was extremely anxious. He was afraid that these guys would cross the river and tear down the bridge, but it was useless to know that he was anxious. His arms could not twist his thighs. He might as well think about how to save his life, so he deliberately belittled these unattainable old monsters from the bottom of his heart to reduce his fear and come up with a better way.

Wang Fan was eager to think about the strategy to get out, and the evil man of Gongsun was also hateful and shocked.

I think that he is also a monk in the early stage of the god. He is the ancestor who created the five cities, but since these old men came, he has not been taken seriously. What's more, he has been anonymous for so many years for the magic mirror, that is, the quota of the land of flying immortals. He is about to get it, but he was cut off by life.

"These old monsters have a support. I'm the only one who is alone. When I fight later, I will definitely suffer losses. What should I do? You must not let go of this. For more than 100,000 yuan, the land of flying immortals has only been opened once. If you can't enter the fairyland this time, you can only end the old world.

The higher the cultivation, the longer the life expectancy, the more afraid of death, and the more they look forward to immortality.

Gongsun Xieren's eyes were dripping. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Wang Fan's flashing eyes. His heart moved, and he suddenly had an idea: "If you can't beat them, it's no problem to escape. As long as I take away Wang Fan and take away the magic mirror, aren't they still busy?!"

Thinking of this, he was excited, moved quietly, and came to Wang Fan's side. When everyone was competing with each other, he suddenly started. With a "poof", he broke through the five-color light mask, picked up Wang Fan, turned around and left.

The Taoist magic mirror and the great demon god are Wang Fan's own magic weapons. Even if it is infinitely separated, as long as the mind is continuous, he can immediately return to his side. What's more, Wang Fan has long thought about how to take the opportunity to put away the Taoist magic mirror, the great demon god, and pull out his legs. Therefore, at the moment when the body was picked up, an idea flashed, the Taoist magic mirror and The great demon god came to his side.

He didn't dare to put them away. After all, Gongsun evil people are not credible.

Zhi Kong and others did not expect that Gongsun Xieren had this courage. They were all furious, especially the sloppy-dressed Chen Laowei. His face immediately turned blue and purple. With a wave of his hand, his sleeves floated out, breaking the rotten fog, and rushing straight to Gongsun Xie's figure.

Gongsun Xieren has been calculating for a long time. Instead of going to the corrupt overseas, he went to the black old man of the rotten sea demon clan. His figure flashed away. Before the black old man could react, he disappeared behind him, so Mr. Chen's sleeve just hit the old man.

The poor black old man, who finally cultivated to the Yuanying period, also planned to take this opportunity to open the land of demons, enter the demon world, and return to his own clan. Unexpectedly, he was knocked through his chest and abdomen by a sleeve. Before even the yuan god could overflow, he was shaken away by the magnificent spiritual power and completely died.

"Chasing, we must not let them escape!"

The death of the black old man was like a dead ant in their eyes. They didn't look at it at all. Instead, they got up one after another and chased the disappeared back of Gongsun Evil Man.

"Want to escape? Let's see if he has the ability!"

Zhikong gritted his teeth and chased, and at the same time, he used a secret method to inform Master Xuanye Zhenren.

Gongsun evil man has always been fearless, otherwise he will not be called a evil person, but he also knows the consequences of roping away Wang Fan. This is a naked life path, and it is light to blow up the lungs.

"Go quickly, go quickly, it's too slow, you're too slow!"

Wang Fan knew that he had come out of the tiger's den and was like a wolf's den, but he didn't care so much. At least he had stayed with Gongsun evil man for a period of time, and even helped him manage the city for more than ten years. No matter how he looked for it, he was a little friendship. Unlike those just now, he was simply regarded as meat on the sticky board, and he wanted and slaughtered.

"They are going to catch up. If we don't hurry up, we both have to finish it. And you must have finished it earlier than me.

He was pulled by Gongsun Xieren, galloping like the wind, and the rotten fog in front of him dispersed like a running horse, but he was still slow and urged repeatedly.

Gongsun Xieren worked hard and sweated hard. He was tired and panting. Listening to Wang Fanluo's words, he couldn't help shouting and shouted, "Shut up. Dare to say more. I'll leave you and run away. Let's see who can finish it faster."

The two of them were running away desperately. Suddenly, they felt gloomy. The rotten fog around them suddenly dispersed, exposing them to heaven and earth. A huge palm fell from the sky, slowly and slowly, as if they were afraid of breaking the things they were about to get.

"It's not good, it's an old ghost!"

Gongsun Xieren's face was pale and frightened, but he still did not give up. His body changed repeatedly and wanted to get rid of his palm, but no matter what, his palm was always hanging over his head.

"If you lose your life now, how can you talk about long life? I'm withdrawing!"

He suddenly grabbed Wang Fan and threw it at the palm of the sky, but he raised his speed to the limit, leaving only a faint shadow in a blink of an eye.

The palm of his hand was not too difficult for him, but slowly aimed at Wang Fan.

Wang Fan didn't have time to scold Gongsun Evil Man at all. He only heard the bones jumping all over his body, and his lumbar vertebrae seemed to be crushed, and he couldn't breathe. But before he didn't wait for how uncomfortable he thought how uncomfortable he was, he felt that the magic mirror trembled violently, and then slowly floated up and went to the palm of his hand.

"No, he wants to take my magic weapon!"

He had cracked teeth and tried his best. He opened his mouth and spit out blood fiercely, and shouted at the same time.

The Great Demon God was also bent down, but under his fierce shout, he suddenly stood up, stared at his cold eyes, held a black gun in his hand, rubbed his body and killed him. He only heard a loud "boom" loud noise, like a thunder close to his ear, and his big palm was pierced by a hole.

The magic mirror that was about to leave Wang Fan suddenly emitted a gorgeous five-color light, wrapped him, and rushed to the hole in the palm of his hand. Before the hole healed, it disappeared into the white clouds and blue sky.

"Huh? Automatic protection for the owner? Is it still alive? However, even if he is still alive, what can I ever be afraid of? Zhikong, ordered that all the monks, including San Xiu, tried their best to search for this boy. As long as he provides clues, I will ensure that he can make a breakthrough into a god.

Zhi Kong shook, and immediately responded respectfully.