Zhang Fan suddenly stopped. A familiar figure broke into his sight more than ten feet away in front of him.

There, on a bed of dark jade stones that kept emitting a cold air, Wan'er lay calmly on her back, her hands folded on her abdomen. Her face looked calm, as if she was sleeping.

With Zhang Fan's magical powers at such a distance, how can I not tell whether he is sleeping?

In his perception, the person in front of him clearly had a clear vision of his life, his breathing was almost unheard of. His graceful figure had no ups and downs at all, as if it was frozen and beautiful.

If it weren't for the slowly flowing spiritual power in his body that seemed to be piled up with sand and stones, Zhang Fan could hardly be sure whether the love man in front of him was still alive!

Wan'er's situation is even more serious than what Li Fugui said. How could this be wrong? It is already on the verge of death. On her white skin like ice, a faint green aura appeared. Every time the green aura flowed, it seemed to be deepening a little. A little floated out of the skin, as if it was constantly devouring Wan'er's vitality, gradually growing stronger.

Zhang Fan immediately saw the situation when he glanced at Xiao Wan'er. The reason why he didn't come forward to investigate immediately was because there was one person in the stone chamber besides him and Wan'er!

He was a middle-aged beauty with a rich body. She noticed the cave in the stone chamber. When she looked back, she showed endless brilliance. Such a mature charm was like a peony blooming to the extreme, which made people unforgettable.

But what she was doing now made Zhang Fan's face sink in vain.

The middle-aged beautiful woman stood beside the stone bed, holding her hands high, and a dark yellow irregular sphere was floating around about a foot below her palm, which was constantly emitting a hazy light.

This light seemed to have a unique life. Once it was emitted, it kept entangled with the cold breath, and the full spiritual energy turned into fine mist.

Part of these mists entered Wan'er's body through her breathing once a while ago, while the other part directly looked at the complete clothes as if nothing had happened and kept pounced on her body, and then disappeared, as if she was penetrated through her skin, through her pores, and penetrated into it.

Zhang Fan's face was as deep as water. It was precisely because of the fog that Wan'er's face, back of her hands, and all the skin exposed on her face became more and more blue, as if these fogs were sufficient nutrients and were constantly feeding the fog.

It was faintly vaguely that Zhang Fan could see a little pain and struggle in Wan'er's calm face. His body lying on the bed of Mingyu was trembling slightly.

Without hesitation, Zhang Fan immediately approached him.

Entering through the stone house gate. At this moment, in just a moment, the middle-aged beautiful woman looked back and swept across Zhang Fan just now.

"Poison!"

The voice of a cold shout broke out from the mouth of the middle-aged beautiful woman.

At the same time, the little girl maintained a posture similar to the orchid finger with one hand, and released her other hand and pressed Zhang Fan at afar."

The cold air in the sky seemed to burst out from the Nine Netherworlds, turning into soft hearts around the fingers and the snake body was entangled.

"snort!"

Zhang Fan stopped for a moment and pressed it out with one hand. In the coldness, a hot and high temperature suddenly appeared.

In an instant, it was cold and hot, and two torrents seemed to hit the waves of equal heights, splashing countless crystals, and the disordered spiritual energy burst out instantly, destroying all the decorations in the stone house. Even the stone house itself shook for a while, and the dust in the sky was scattered, making a "squeak" sound, as if it could not bear the groan.

When there was a very tacit understanding, invisible power spread, always protecting the stone bed and Wan'er on it. No one wanted to move the war in that direction, but instead avoided it carefully.

"Jidan monk".

Zhang Fan and the middle-aged beautiful woman. At the same time, her expression was condensed, and there was no slight slightness.

In the previous moment, Zhang Fanfu focused all his attention on Wan'er, and he didn't even look at the middle-aged beautiful woman more. The same was true for the other party, just as he regarded it as an ordinary intruder and was eager to expel him.

However, a tentative attack that evenly divided made both of them understand at the same time that the other party was a powerful elixir with the same golden elixir.

The difference is that in terms of Xiaodan's realm, this middle-aged beauty is even stronger.

Since he cared about it, Zhang Fan naturally would not be able to even judge the other party's cultivation level. He was vaguely one-line higher than him. He was undoubtedly a cultivator in the middle stage of Killing Pills.

He had no hesitation in his mind, as if the attack just now had no effect at all. Zhang Fan stepped out in one step, and was close at hand.

"Honey!"

The middle-aged beautiful woman has also determined that the difference in cultivation level between the two sides has. Although one hand and part of her mind are still above the irregular sphere above the stone bed, it does not prevent her from exerting her strength. Under normal circumstances, she is more than enough to deal with an immortal cultivator in the early stage of the elixir.

The empty palms flipped. The crystal jade hand turned into countless afterimages. The sleeves with blue light shining in the darkness faded, revealing their arms as full as lotus roots. The white brilliance also rushed out of the sleeves.

This time, it's no longer a test.

The white and bright light burst out of the sleeves, and the words came to the mouth of the muscles. The moonlight was less cold and more solid. It felt like every old...small pavilion! In between, the two were attracting each other, and the huge adsorption force was emitted.

"Hmm? This is,"

Zhang Fan moved his body, but he was not willing to do so, but like countless small hands pulling it. At the same time, the spiritual power in his body stuttered, which seemed to have a lot of aggravated.

When I looked up suddenly, I could see that the white glow spread out, and under the distance, there was a magic weapon in the shape of a brocade cheetah.

"Electronic Magnetic Magical Weapon?"

When he first arrived at this underground immortal cultivation world, Zhang Fan was tempted by the Yuandong Clouds all over the sky, but he had to get close to it and collect it. He must not practice the cultivation level above the Nascent Soul.

Later I learned that the Yuan Magnetic Rain Season will also bring a lot of Yuan Magnetic Qi. If you are patiently collecting one, it will not be difficult to collect a large enough quantity for decades to refine a Yuan Magnetic Magical Weapon.

This is what the middle-aged beauty in front of her must have done.

The Yuansulfan Qi can bind magic weapons, limit spiritual energy, and imprison the soul." Although it seems that the other party's use of this brocade handkerchief seems to be trying to temporarily imprison Zhang Fan, not like he wants to kill, but how could Zhang Fan put his life in the thoughts of others, let alone,

A divine light appeared in Zhang Fan's eyes and swept across Wan'er. He then suddenly calmed down, as if the last brewing was before the storm.

"rise!"

A low voice shouted softly, a little red, slowly emerging from his eyebrows.

It was dazzling and crystal clear, and Zhang Qian burned the flames, like a pulsing crystal heart, appearing in the air between Yuan Magnetic Ceramic Pat and Zhang Fan.

After obtaining this treasure, except for deriveing ​​it in the Hunyuan Ball, he never used it again. It was not anything else, but there was no suitable opponent.

The middle-aged beauty in front of me is such an opponent.

Relying on the magical power of the Yuanmagnetic magic weapon and her own cultivation level in the middle stage of the elixir, she is even better than the Toothless Old Monster, but she is worthy of Zhang Fan's use of the Yanlong Heart.

The sound of dragon roars, like a hurricane, erupted in the jade chamber, with a huge phantom winding and twisting. In an instant, the entire stone chamber was spread all over.

"dragon?".

The expression of the middle-aged beautiful woman finally changed drastically.

What surprised her was naturally not the dragon shape that filled the entire stone chamber. It was not surprising that many magical powers and magic in the world could manifest the appearance of a divine dragon. Even she herself mastered several types.

What really made her almost unable to control herself was the breath, the gods, and the unique spiritual power fluctuations.

When she reaches her level, she can naturally clearly distinguish the differences between them. The manifestation of pure spiritual energy is just a manifestation. If it appears in front of her, there is almost no real ancient dragon.

At that moment, the middle-aged beautiful woman did feel a sense of palpitations, as if the ancient dragon was resurrected and the claws in the clouds attacked.

"Binding!"

I didn't dare to keep my hands anymore, and my other hand was retracted from above the irregular ball, and my palms overlapped into orchid shapes, and blasted out from afar.

In an instant, the Yuanmagnetic Brocade Palm suddenly contracted as if taking a deep breath, and the Yuanmagnetic air in the sky burst out, like a huge net that bounds the body of the ancient flame dragon.

What are you waiting for? A voice suddenly came from the void, with endless distant meaning.

"Dragon Roar Daze!"

Cut the light, all the minds were shocked by the terrifying power of the ancient flame dragon, and everything else seemed to disappear. While the sound was heard, the middle-aged beautiful woman could hardly distinguish Zhang Fan's position.

She had no time to tell the difference between the dragon roaring in the big lake and the tiger roaring in the deep mountains. What kind of power is that?!

The sound of the dragon roar suddenly resounded!

The terrifying waves of air were rolling. It seemed that the entire siege was about to be lifted up. The endless ripples spread, and the world was silent. Only the endless power of the dragon suddenly burst out.

“Boom boom boom boom.

The continuous roar sound, like a thunder that had been triggered for a long time, exploded at once, one after another, one louder, filling everything and soaring into the sky.

In an instant, the roof of the stone chamber opened, and countless gravels flew out and disintegrated in the air, like a torrential rain falling.

Under Zhang Fan's special control, the ancient flame dragon's body winds upwards, wrapping all its might and penetrates out of the roof without any harm.

Only the middle-aged beautiful woman's Yuan Magnetic Palm seems to be injured in her vitality. She screamed and flew with a writhful cry.

out.

"Um?".

The flame dragon's body was controlled to not dissipate, but the next attack came to an abrupt end.

A look of surprise flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes, and he looked at the rosy look that suddenly appeared on Wan'er's face on Mingyu's bed, as if he was thinking.

"Who are you?"
Chapter completed!