"Puff!" A flush first surged on Qingxu's face, and a mouthful of blood was spewed out, and then the blood on his face quickly faded and became extremely pale.

"Great Elder! Are you okay?" Qingyang's face changed drastically and hurried to Qingxu, helping Qingxu up and asked anxiously.

"Cough cough???" Qingxu coughed a few times, Nian Se was still pale and said weakly: "It's okay, it's okay?"

"Old man Qingxu, you still say it's okay, you are so old and still so impulsive? You are not unaware of the power of Lingmu. Do you dare to rob the person you choose from Lingmu?" Gu Leng, the old man with a dark face, also walked over.

"Old man Qingxu, I think you are injured less seriously, so I'd better retreat first." Although Lan Xiaofeng had no friendship with Qingxu, the marriage between Qingtian Pavilion and Fengyin Sect was there. Even if he was reluctant, he would naturally have to go over and comfort him verbally.

"Well, let go first?" Qingxu nodded weakly, staring at Lingmu with some fear. Although the moment just now was short, he had personally learned the terrifying power of Lingmu. He believed that if Lingmu was determined to kill him, the green light just now would be enough to take his life.

"Let's go?" With Qingyang's support, Qingxu stood up. Although he was spared from death this time, he was also seriously injured. It would be difficult for him to recover completely in a short period of time.

Qingxu and Qingyang were very tacitly understanding and glaring at Ling Fan with hatred. They have recorded today's accounts and today's great humiliation. Qingtian Pavilion and Ling Fan are now old hatred and new hatred. The seeds of hatred have been planted, just waiting for the day when they take root and sprout.

Ling Fan was not afraid and stared at the two of them with sharp eyes. He knew that letting the tiger return to the mountain would only leave behind future troubles. If it weren't for the two Spirit Emperors standing next to Qingxu, Ling Fan would have taken the lives of the two long ago. He knew that once he took action, the leader of the Yingu Sect, who was acquainted with Qingtian Pavilion, would definitely not be watching coldly. Although the leader of Fengyin Sect has a bad relationship with Qingtian Pavilion, the news that Qingyang wants to marry Mengyao is well known to everyone. At least on the surface, Lan Xiaofeng would also take action. Ling Fan knew that the time has not come and it is not the time to take the lives of the two, so he could only temporarily suppress the murderous intent in his heart.

At this time, the onlookers were already surprised to hear that the power of Lingmu was very powerful, but they did not expect that it would be so powerful. In just a blink of an eye, they seriously injured one of the top Linghu masters in the Great Chu Empire. They could not imagine what level the spiritualmu would be at if divided according to the realm of the cultivator.

However, not long after, the surprise on everyone's faces began to dissipate, replaced by a look of down-and-out and disappointment. Now that the last spiritual fruit is also taken away by others, this means that they have no chance of being from the spiritual fruit in this life. Nine thousand years later, they laughed at themselves. With their talents and strength, they did not dare to hope to live for nine thousand years. The down-and-out people began to walk outside the Spirit Forest one after another.

"Hmph, ignorant junior, a little Spirit Emperor, dares to dare to break the rules I set. Even if I teach you a little lesson this time, it seems that I have a good temper and even the Spirit Emperor dares not take me seriously." The vicissitudes of the voice seemed to be angry.

Ling Fan felt sweat on his forehead when he heard this. Qingxu was still just a junior in Lingmu's eyes? Ling Emperor was just a small person?

"Young man, you don't look at how long I have been there. Even if I call that old man a little guy, it's not an exaggeration. The Spirit Emperor may be very powerful in your eyes, but in my eyes, it's not even a fart." As if he knew what Ling Fan was thinking, he continued to say a vicissitudes of voice.

Ling Fan thought about it again and thought, but if Qingxu heard Ling Mu call him a little guy, would he vomit blood in anger? At the same time, Ling Fan became more curious about Ling Mu, wondering what level of Ling Mu's strength had reached.

"Hehe, boy, Lingmu's cultivation is not something you dare to speculate. Don't think too much, just subdue the spiritual fruit first. This is the essence of Lingmu's nine thousand years, and it will be of great benefit to you after eating it." The voice of subduing the demon sounded in Ling Fan's heart, "And the spiritual fruit is different from other spiritual treasures in heaven and earth. The process of swallowing and fusion will not only not make you suffer, but will also make you very comfortable. The whole process is risk-free, and it is an alien among the aliens in the world."

Ling Fan picked up the spiritual fruit in his hand and stared at the spiritual fruit with a slight tingling of heat. The spiritual fruit was very bright red, and the spiritual energy was filled with mist. Even if he was held in the palm of his hand, he could feel a powerful life force.

However, in a blink of an eye, the heat in Ling Fan's eyes was bitter and smiled bitterly, and he said in his heart: "I remember Mengyao said that if the last spiritual fruit was picked, he would marry Qingyang. Unexpectedly, I finally made her "good thing". If she didn't come here this time, I probably didn't want to see the spiritual fruit being obtained with her own eyes, right?"

"Oh??? Mengyao, I'm sorry, I have to get the spiritual fruit to make my cultivation increase so that I can seek revenge on Lu Xing. If I have the chance, I will definitely not let you marry Qingyang." Ling Fan made up his mind and as long as time could catch up, he would definitely stop it.

Ling Fan sat down cross-legged, stared at the spirit fruit with his eyes solemnly, and then slowly picked up the bright red spirit fruit and put it into his mouth.

The mouth and teeth are lightly biting down, and a fragrance fills the teeth, making the mouth and nose very refreshed, and then a warm current flows slowly from the mouth and along the throat, refreshing and refreshing.

The warm current flowed through the blood, as if it had merged with the blood, exuding a powerful vitality, watering Ling Fan's body, making Ling Fan extremely relaxed and feel like he was floating in the air.

Ling Fan thought that Fumo was joking with him before, but he still clearly said the temper of Fumo. He liked to say something slander most. Ling Fan had experienced it several times. Often, the easy things he said were very difficult, and the more difficult things he said, the easier it was. So Ling Fan naturally understood that the words of Fumo were as if the swallowing of the spiritual fruit would be more painful than the spiritual fire. He was a little nervous when he swallowed the spiritual fruit, but he didn't expect that Fumo did not lie to him this time. The facts were the same as what he said, and he would feel very comfortable in the fusion process with the spiritual fruit.

Ling Fan had completely chewed the spirit fruit into his stomach, and the warm feeling brought to him by the blood flow became stronger. The blood flowed through his whole body, and a trace of energy with powerful vitality spread from the blood like smoke. Then these energy penetrated into Ling Fan's flesh and blood and began to slowly merge with the flesh and blood.

The energy containing vitality seemed to pierce into every tiny molecule in Ling Fan's body. After they merged with the flesh and blood, they did not stop. The energy began to decompose, and the energy was decomposed and refined, and it melted into every tiny molecule in the flesh and blood.

This process is not painful, but very comfortable, because these energy are energy with vitality. When it merges with flesh and blood, it also nourishes Ling Fan's body, as if nectar waters the arid land, which is extremely comfortable.

Ling Fan's face did not look painful, and there was a comfortable smile on his face. His eyebrows were stretched and his smile was full of smiles. His slightly closed eyes also showed a three-point smile.

He is now floating, as if he is in a primitive forest with beautiful scenery, listening to the pleasant birds singing in the jungle, smelling the fragrance of flowers around him, looking at the green trees full of life, the birds singing and the fragrance of flowers, pleasing to the eye, and his heart is very calm. He also seems to have come to the gurgling stream, watching the slowly flowing trickle, clear and clear, the fish in the water are happily swimming in it, and their body and mind are extremely relaxed.

Ling Fan felt like he was in a dream. His past experiences made him understand that there would be no pie falling from the sky. If you want to quickly improve your strength, you must endure endless pain. Only by struggling on the edge of countless painful life and death can you make a qualitative breakthrough in a short period of time, such as absorbing the source of the Death Flame. Ling Fan almost died that time.

But Ling Fan didn't expect that this time would be so relaxed, so he felt like he was dreaming. Now he finally understood the saying of Subduing the Demon. The Spirit Fruit is an alien among the aliens among the aliens in the world. This feeling of improving strength is indeed very alien.

Ling Fan's body, mind and spirit were baptized by the power of life. Ling Fan could feel that his vitality is more than ten times stronger than usual. He is worthy of being a wood-type spirit that symbolizes life. It is like the source of life, washing the meridians and bones of the whole body, making Ling Fan completely refreshed.

Ling Fan, baptized by the Spring of Life, felt that the world was more friendly, the air was fresher, and the trees were more vital. In his eyes, the whole world turned into a green spring. At the beginning of all things, it was lively, like the elves of life.

At this moment, the spirits in the space around Ling Fan suddenly became active. Ling Fan's sea of ​​consciousness was clear and he felt that the spirits were very happy. Each spirit was like a naughty child, chattering and cheering around him.

Although these spiritual sons were not the spiritual sons that Ling Fan communicated with, Ling Fan could clearly feel their joy. Ling Fan seemed to resonate with them. What kind of resonance was that? Ling Fan fell into deep thoughts, and he thought that it was a resonance of life! At this moment, Ling Fan suddenly became clear and clear in his heart, and some things in his heart seemed to be connected together in an instant.

At this moment, the cheering spirits around him rushed into Ling Fan's thinking without Ling Fan's communication. With full of vitality, not only caused a change in some part of Ling Fan's body, but also moistened Ling Fan's body. Every inch of skin, pores, blood vessels, and meridians in his body were even more full of vitality. This is the spirit of life!
Chapter completed!