Four Hundred and Sixty Seventh Chapter Ninety-Seventh Floor

The three black-robed immortal qi masters who were shouting loudly shook their bodies and almost fell to the ground.

The entire sky suddenly turned from half day to night, and the sun, moon and stars lit up.

"Honor Star!"

The three immortal qi masters were shocked instantly and bowed quickly.

At this time, Lu Fan suddenly felt the light behind him light up, and turned his head slightly to look.

But suddenly he saw the formation of the Danta behind him inexplicably opened, and all the qi practitioners looked at him in a daze.

Thirteen and Wu Kongling also looked at him excitedly.

The oldest of the three immortal qi masters came out and said loudly: "Old man Di Ren, I have seen Venerable Xingchen. Today, on behalf of His Royal Highness, he came to kill the traitor Lu Fan. I hope Venerable Xingchen will not stop him .”

Venerable Xingchen seemed a little angry.

In an instant, ten thousand zhang starlight fell from the sky and shone on the bodies of the three immortal qi masters.

The next moment, the three immortal qi masters emitted blue smoke all over their bodies, and their vitality could not resist the penetration of the starlight at all.

"I don't care what kind of prince or traitor you are. I only know that he has my Danta deacon order, and he is a member of my Danta."

Di Ren said loudly: "This is an order from His Royal Highness, Venerable Xingchen think twice!"

In an instant, the starlight became even more turbulent.

"I don't care what kind of prince he is, prince. If he dares to say more, I will take the lives of the three of you today. This is Danta!"

The three immortal qi masters didn't even dare to fart, and silently endured the shining of the starlight. They can feel that their cultivation seems to have begun to decrease.

This starlight actually has the ability to weaken people's cultivation!

"My lord, spare me!"

Di Ren finally fell to the ground and begged for mercy, and this continued. Even if the three of them don't die, they will surely become useless people.

"Huh! Tell your master. Danta is not a place where he can be presumptuous. As for the three of you, as the best qi practitioners, you have become a dog. Sad, sad, pitiful. Looking at your state of mind, there is no more Possibility of moving forward. Go away!"

The starlight stopped, and the three immortal qi masters hurriedly turned into streamers and disappeared without a trace.

It seems that if you stay for a moment longer, you will be killed.

At this moment, Lu Fan finally couldn't hold it anymore, and sat down on the ground.

It was so dangerous, so dangerous, I almost died.

A full three immortal qi masters were sent to kill him, His Royal Highness, I really want to kill them all!

"Owner!"

Shisan came slowly at this time. Although he was also injured all over his body, he still had the strength to help Lu Fan up.

Wu Kongling was still lying on the ground unable to move, it seemed that Ren Jiang gave her, but the water in his eyes gleamed, he looked at Lu Fan and said loudly: "Idiot, scoundrel, idiot!"

Lu Fan pointed to himself and said, "I just saved you. Can't you say something nice? Like thank you."

Wu Kongling said softly: "Don't expect me to say thank you. I will never say thank you in this life."

Lu Fan felt baffled.

Holding Wu Kongling up again, Lu Fan said, "Don't move. I'm covered in blood now. You deserve it for messing with you."

Wu Kongling closed her eyes and did not speak, but Lu Fan could see tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

Are you happy? still sad?

Lu Fan couldn't guess, and didn't want to guess.

Walking into the Dan Tower, along the way, all the qi practitioners gave way to them.

At this moment, no one dared to speak ill of Lu Fan, and no one laughed at him.

This group of people looked at Lu Fan with complicated eyes.

They were indeed dissatisfied with Lu Fan who was a warrior but became Danta's deacon.

But after seeing the battle between Lu Fan and the three immortal qi masters just now, they had to admit that Lu Fan was a strong man worthy of respect.

Whether it is a warrior or a qi refiner, the first and most important thing is that the strong are respected.

Lu Fan's strength is no more than Yuangang, not even a Digang warrior, but he forcibly resisted a mantra from the three immortal qi masters.

Not only that, even at the critical moment of life and death, he still draws his sword to the sky.

This kind of courage deserves everyone's respect, even those rebellious Qi refiners like them.

Boom, Boom, Boom!

Hasty footsteps sounded, and it was He Zhong and the others who rushed down.

Seeing Lu Fan, He Zhong had a surprised and complicated expression on his face.

Beside Xiong Batian and Old Ghost Su were all there, and they both looked straight at Lu Fan without saying a word.

They also saw Lu Fan's performance on the Dan Tower.

He Zhong was silent for a long time, and said, "Lu Fan, you are such a troublesome person!"

Lu Fan said: "It's just that trouble likes to find me."

He Zhong waved his hands and said, "You have already alarmed Venerable Xingchen, come upstairs with me."

He Zhong turned around and walked up, Lu Fan followed with Wu Kongling in his arms.

Several people stepped up the cloud steps and walked all the way to the highest level of Dan Tower.

Below, a group of qi refiners began to discuss in a low voice.

"Lu Fan's performance just now is really manly."

"Is this the demeanor of a warrior? If it were me, I'm afraid it would be impossible for me to draw my sword like the three immortal masters."

"Although I don't like him, he is indeed an excellent warrior, which is impeccable."

"If he is not a deacon, I would like to make friends with such a passionate warrior."

. . . . . .

Lu Fan didn't hear their discussion.

All he knew was that as he walked up the Dan Tower, he suddenly felt that the recovery speed of his body began to accelerate.

"Great master, you were so heroic just now, you are like the reincarnation of the god of war..."

Lao Jiu was flattering in Lu Fan's heart, but while talking, its voice suddenly became quieter.

Lu Fan said in his heart: "Stop talking nonsense, why is your voice getting smaller and smaller. Could it be that you also used up your strength just now?"

Lao Jiu was stunned for a moment, then seemed to be thinking of something, and quickly said: "No, great master, I forgot. There are a few old immortals in Danta who know me. Once I meet them, my strength will be Deprived. Master, I'm sorry, I will be silent in your dantian for a while. Don't call me, I don't want to be reformed by them, these demons, these old bastards!"

As he spoke, Lao Jiu's voice completely disappeared.

Lu Fan frowned slightly, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it.

The ninety-sixth floor of the Pill Pagoda, when they came here, He Zhong and the others stopped in their tracks.

Slowly, He Zhong said: "Lu Fan, Venerable Xingchen is on the ninety-seventh floor, and there is one floor left, you can go up by yourself. We won't be able to go up."

Lu Fan nodded, hugged Wu Kongling and Shisan and continued to walk up.

When walking up to the ninety-seventh floor, Lu Fan suddenly saw a dozen people lined up in front of a huge iron gate.

The door is black and white, like the circulation of yin and yang.

Among the dozen or so people standing in front of the door, there was the figure of Elder Mo.

"Elder Mo!"

But when Lu Fan called out, he found that Elder Mo didn't answer! "

Walking forward, Lu Fan suddenly found that these people were all stone statues, and was surprised when the giant door opened.

The sky is full of stars, spilling out from inside!