After Cultivating Immortals For Three Hundred Years, I Will Return To The Human World

For a time, everyone was stunned and shocked.

The real Dragon Fist shivered and did not dare to breathe.

Fang Qiyun was also frightened and shivered. He had tried his best to overestimate this Mu Tian, ​​but he did not expect to underestimate him. He actually had the strength to fight against Jin Dan in the later stage.

Fang Tianji, who was sitting still in his arms, his voice trembled at this moment: "How could there be such a heaven-defying supernatural power in the world?"

Ji Miaoyi also saw a look of infatuation in her beautiful eyes. Master Qin could even turn the magic weapon of the late Jindan into a waste product.

Seriously reminded: "Fang Tianji, I hope you keep your word and don't embarrass Mr. Mutian anymore. The two ancestors of our family are already on their way here."

"This suzerain, keep your word."

Fang Tianji frowned and closed his eyes in pain: "Tianzongmen, leave with me."

After speaking, Fang Tianji took everyone from the sect and left without a trace.

Of course Fang Tianji didn't want to leave, but the Ancient Eight Clan Alliance was a force that could not be ignored.

Because the ancient eight clans are united, the goal is to compete with the three major sects of Taoism, Buddhism, and Shamanism, and almost no sect can fight against them alone.

Even if the mountain protecting monster was beheaded and his son was abolished, he could only swallow this bad breath.

In addition, there is a more terrifying reason. On the way here, he found the traces of the strongmen of the Witch God Sect. They came prepared. I don't know whether it was for the Eight Emperor Conference or the Tianzong. He had to be on guard.

After Fang Tianji left, there was only one Zhao Chengquan left in the sky, at a loss.

"Mutian, you will abolish the enmity of my young master, my Zhao family will never, you wait, our Zhao family will settle with you sooner or later."

Throwing down a cruel word, he flew away from here.

Qin Fan whispered, "Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

Zhao Chengquan's face changed greatly: "What do you want to do, kid?"

Qin Fan said, "Come with me."

"Arrogant, the old man is a Jindan cultivator. Although he can't deal with your magic weapon, but if you want to leave, how can you keep it?"

Zhao Chengquan snorted coldly, and immediately took out his flying sword, and Yujian broke through the air.

boom!

Qin Fan didn't talk nonsense either, he flew out, and a smashing fist slammed in front, hitting the back of Zhao Cheng's body.

The next moment, the destructive fist burst out, crushing the Quartet.

Zhao Chengquan's face changed greatly, and he immediately drove his flying sword into the sky. Although he avoided Qin Fan's frontal attack, he was still shaken by the aftermath, and his figure staggered.

"Little boy, with this little ability, you also want to kill this old man? You're still a little tender!"

Zhao Chengquan was furious and scolded Qin Fan angrily.

Qin Fan frowned slightly.

His physical strength is still a little weaker, and when dealing with cultivators in the middle stage of Jindan, there is a feeling of being out of reach, and it is not as good as refining Qi.

call out!

Suddenly, the Qixing Longyuan in Qin Fan's hands burst out of the sky, and with the Xuanbing True Essence, turned into a lightning bolt that pierced the sky, broke the sound barrier, and appeared beside Zhao Chengquan.

"not good!"

Zhao Chengquan was furious, and immediately took out the flying sword under his feet and slashed at Qixing Longyuan.

Although this flying sword is of the third rank, its power is a lot worse than his original flying sword, and it broke on the spot when it touched Qixing Longyuan.

call out!

Qixing Longyuan instantly appeared in front of Zhao Chengquan, and with a puff, Zhao Chengquan's arm fell off, and the blood was like a note.

"Uh!--"

Zhao Chengquan was in pain, and roared in exasperation, "Mu Tian, ​​you dare to kill me? Believe it or not, this old man will explode the golden elixir and die with you now."

"The sky is thundering."

Qin Fan pointed at Zhao Chengquan lightly, and at the next moment, nine golden lightning bolts flew from his body, with thundering thunder, and slammed onto Zhao Chengquan's head in the blink of an eye.

This is Qin Fan's Gengjin Shenlei!

"What a powerful thunderbolt, is this divine thunder?"

"Are you an ice and thunder dual-attribute spiritual root?!"

Feeling the aura of destruction emanating from the thunder and lightning, Zhao Chengquan was so frightened that his legs went weak, and he immediately fled in the clouds, but he was still a step slower.

Boom boom boom!

Nine thunderbolts submerged into Zhao Cheng's entire body, and a loud crackling sound suddenly came from the latter's body, followed by billowing blue smoke.

"Uh haha! Oh ho ho!"

Zhao Chengquan collapsed in the air, twitching continuously, in a state of embarrassment, and he was severely injured with a snap of his fingers.

Shangyang Zhenren, Ji Miaoyi, Ji Dinggu, Yingchang and others were all stunned.

They couldn't believe that Master Qin was still a Thunder cultivator, and Lei Fa practiced superbly.

Qin Fan flew into the sky and grabbed Zhao Chengquan, who was like a dead dog.

Zhou Chengquan's spirits were all gone, and he burst into tears: "Child, what do you want? This old man is the second elder of Jiuyin Mountain, you dare to touch me..."

Qin Fan was too lazy to listen to Zhou Chengquan's nonsense, so he squeezed out an ice talisman and punched it into Zhou Cheng's entire body. The latter was immediately frozen, unable to speak, move, or even think, and turned into a popsicle.

Of course, Zhao Chengquan was a Jindan cultivator and would not die easily, and Qin Fan didn't want him to die.

Qin Fan then said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you. This is a punishment for not joining the alliance."

Liu Mengyao immediately sent Qin Fan a voice transmission: "Scumbag, what are you arresting him for?"

Qin Fan secretly said: "This is a cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan. How many third-grade elixir do you think the Zhao family is willing to produce to redeem him?"

When Liu Mengyao heard the words, her chest rose and fell violently.

Why didn't she expect that the most valuable thing here, besides the magic weapon, was the Jindan cultivator.

It takes at least a hundred years and countless resources to cultivate a Jindan cultivator. In order to redeem Zhao Chengquan, the Zhao family is even willing to come up with dozens of third-grade elixir.

"The dog man's ambition is really big, it's because I'm too small." Liu Mengyao was secretly excited.

Qin Fan immediately shouted to the Zhao family who participated in the sky: "If you want to save our second elder, then bring a third-grade elixir to redeem people."

After hearing this, the Zhao family members all changed their faces, and they all fled.

When Zhao Chengquan heard Qin Fan's words, he immediately burst into tears and wanted to eat Qin Fan.

He, a Jindan cultivator, was actually kidnapped!

With the departure of the Zhao family, the Eight Emperors Conference finally came to an end.

Qin Fan picked up his mobile phone and called Li Wentian. He made an appointment with Li Wentian, who would come to help Liu Mengyao. As a result, the Eight Emperors Conference was over, but no one could be seen.

However, there is no signal here in Tianchi, so Qin Fan can only give up.

After a few minutes.

Liu Mengyao persuaded the Li family and the Yang family to sign a covenant together.

At the same time, he also created a group to pull in all the leaders of the ancient eight clans.

"Fairy Yao, the old man is leaving first, keep in touch." Shangyang Zhenren wanted to leave long ago, and immediately said goodbye to Liu Mengyao.

Yingchang also nodded: "Fairy Yao, farewell."

The ancestors of the dragon lineage, the black water merchants, and the Yang family in Guanzhong left one after another.

Finally, when Li Wentian was about to leave, Yu Jian came, his robe was stained with blood, his hair was disheveled, and the bun on the top of his head was broken.

The strongmen of the Li family suddenly exclaimed and hurriedly surrounded them.

Qin Fan was surprised: "Li Zhenren, what's going on?"

Li Wentian bowed to Qin Fan and said, "Mutian, this old man broke his promise and couldn't help you in the Eight Emperors Conference."

"The old man received your request for help before, but the old man encountered the people of the Witch God Cult. In the valley ten miles away, they secretly arranged the ancient blood killing formation, preparing to ambush the powerhouses of the ancient eight tribes."

"A total of three bloodline monks with Jindan-level combat power came here. The old man was going to come to inform and be chased and intercepted by them. If it wasn't for the Tianzong Sect Master who passed by and scared them back, the old man would have been difficult to escape."

"Cough cough."

After speaking, Li Wentian began to cough up blood.

Liu Mengyao hurriedly asked, "Ancient Blood Killing Array? What is this?"

Ji Miaoyi said: "This is the most terrifying killing formation of the Witch God Sect. The ancient blood sword in the formation's eyes is the fifth blood killing sword in the list of ancient gods."

"Once this formation is activated, the Blood Killing Divine Sword will be manipulated, and within a radius of ten miles, even if the cultivators of the late Jindan come, they will be easily beheaded."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Mengyao's beautiful legs became weak and her face was extremely pale.

Qin Fan is also secretly frowning. The Eight Emperors Conference is well known in the world. He originally thought that the Witch God Sect would not come, but he did not expect it to come, and he also prepared the ancient blood killing array for the ancient eight clan!

"It's not advisable to stay here for a long time, let's go first."

Ji Miaoyi chuckled and said, "Mr. Mutian? Where is Miaoyi?"

Qin Fan smiled: "Miaoyi girl is injured, if you don't dislike it, you can go to my Phoenix Mountain, and I will help you heal."

Ji Miaoyi smiled lightly: "Then Miaoyi is more respectful than obedient."

Ji Dinggu shivered, and carefully transmitted his voice: "Miss, let's not go, who knows if they have peace of mind."

Ji Dinggu offended Master Qin. If he followed Ji Miaoyi to Phoenix Mountain, he probably wouldn't know anything about death.

Ji Miaoyi also knew that Ji Dinggu was worried, and immediately instructed: "Ji Dinggu, take someone back to the clan first, and then I will call the clan elders to explain the whole story."

"Okay lady, the villain will leave now." Ji Dinggu was relieved, he waved his hand, and immediately flew away with the other strong men of Ji Shui Ji's family, without leaving for a moment.

Li Wentian also bid farewell, because the appearance of the Witch God Cult made him particularly worried about his clan, so he took the initiative to protect the clan and return to Luoshui.

However, he promised that he would come to find Qin Fan once the clan was safely back in the family.

Before leaving, he gave Qin Fan a jade box, which contained six kinds of third-grade elixir needed to refine the third-grade ninth-turn Yang-returning pill, hoping that Qin Fan could help him refine the pill.

Qin Fan readily agreed.

After that, Qin Fan took Ji Miaoyi's colorful chariot, took it to get the fairy sedan, and finally returned to Uzbekistan.

Because he still had to wait for the elixir from the Zhao family and find the trace of the mysterious bird, Qin Fan did not return to Phoenix Mountain for the time being.

The events of the Tianchi Eight Emperors Conference were also spread throughout the entire cultivation world through the Huashan Sword Discussion Forum, causing an unprecedented sensation.

The number of daily replies on the forum on weekdays was no more than 3,000, but today it suddenly became 300,000, and the forum was completely crowded.

Because, someone broadcasted the Eight Emperors Conference live on the forum today, and gathered more than 100,000 viewers. After seeing one after another of Jindan battles, the forum exploded.

The focus of everyone's discussion, of course, is the confrontation between the younger generation.

In the forum, some certified famous and powerful people appeared on the forum one after another to comment on the younger generation at the Eight Emperor Congress.