The five people in the battle group naturally appeared Du Fan, the best guest. After a roaring showdown, the two sides separated from each other in a tacit understanding. They did not take action immediately, but looked at Du Fan together...щ. Updated very quickly.

"Half-step Nascent Soul!" The red-faced old man's pupils shrank and he said in a lost voice.

Yan Beihui, Monk Hua and others didn't say anything, but they were really shocked. When they thought, even if the prototype of the holy "pharmaceutical" was not bad, it would at most allow Du Fan to advance to the early stage of the Golden Elixir stage, and the limit would not exceed the middle level of the Great Perfection. However, at this time, Du Fan's cultivation had obviously broken through the peak limit of the Great Perfection of the Golden Elixir stage, and had already stepped into the Nascent Soul Realm with half of his foot.

However, Du Fan's cultivation, magic power, meridians, spiritual consciousness, dantian and other conditions have reached an unparalleled level in the Jindan stage. If he is willing, he can overcome the tribulation at any time and try to break the elixir and become a baby. What he lacks is only an opportunity and related preparations.

Yan Beigui glanced at Du Fan deeply, and his thoughtful look appeared on his face.

"Haha, junior brother, it's good, are the radishes delicious?" the old drunkard laughed and asked loudly. At this time, he naturally wanted to verbally hit the old man, and the doubts and shock in his heart could only be suppressed for the time being.

"It's okay, I'm so 'super', it's a bit bitter, I probably haven't grown up yet." Du Fan immediately reacted and said with a smile.

"Thief, have you really ruined the holy medicine of our clan?" The old man with red face was smolder and shouted with a trembling corner of his mouth.

"I ate it, and I absorbed that Linghu Lake. If you don't believe it, you can sense it." After that, Du Fan muttered in a low voice: "What a pity, that green lotus has not grown ripe, otherwise the taste will be better."

Hearing this, the old man blushed felt that his eyes turned dark, his breathing suffocated, and he almost passed away.

"Junior brother, you won't really take the prototype of the holy 'pharmaceutical' as a radish, right?" The usual smile on the monk Hua's face froze. His right eyelid thumped several times and he asked.

"Didn't you let me eat?" Du Fan was slightly stunned, not understanding why.

"Isn't that just to anger this immortal? At least you have to refine the prototype of the holy 'pharmaceutical' into a pill and then take it. You just take it directly, and the effect of 100% can be at most 50%. You are a waste of resources!" Master Xun jumped and shouted, his face full of "meat" and "color".

"Even if you don't make alchemy, I'll give you a pot of top-quality spiritual wine. If you soak the prototype of the holy 'medicine' for a hundred years, you can make it into 'medicine' wine, and the effect will be increased by more than half." The old alcoholic 'rubbed' his eyebrows and said speechlessly.

"I've eaten it all, and I've said that these things are not done!" Yan Beigui also had a speechless expression on his face, but a strange light flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath and said, "It's good, third junior brother, maybe you don't have to sacrifice."

"Huh?" After hearing this, the old drunkard, Du Fan was stunned at the same time.

"Boss Yan, this person already knows the identity of his junior brother. No matter what, he cannot let him live. We agreed before that I will die this time." The old drunkard was silent for a moment and said this, his tone was extremely calm and without any emotion.

"Brother, third brother, what are you talking about?" Du Fan's heart was throbbing and had a slight premonition.

"It's not that easy to kill a martial saint, it's a price to pay." Master Xun sighed.

Master Xun didn't say much, but with Du Fan's mind and experience, he could instantly understand many things. Obviously, these senior brothers customized a plan to exchange life for life on his back, and all of this was to keep him safe.

"Senior brother, you..." Du Fan's heart was blocked, and he could no longer say anything in half.

"I said that this time, maybe none of us has to die, just die one of us is enough." Yan Beigui said, and raised a finger and pointed at the old man with red face not far away.

"Just relying on you thieves, you dare to say that I am 'nature' and life', let me die!" The old man with red face roared angrily, and the whisk in his hand suddenly threw it into the air, whistling and rotating, the silver light in the sky was "stimulating" like raindrops. He 'shot' down, covering the sky and the sky.

Yan Beigui stood in the void, unafraid. The sword in his hand shook, and millions of sword energy swept out, turning into a huge sword curtain, blocking everyone's heads, resisting countless silver lights like rain.

"Junior brother, come here and keep your current skills constantly, and it will be useful later." Yan Beigui said to Du Fan in the distance.

"Yes." Du Fan made a seal with one hand to maintain the operation of the Lingshu scriptures, and with the other hand, a large blue and white 'color' umbrella appeared, wrapped it up and disappeared together. When he appeared again, he was already standing beside Yan Beigui, the monk Hua and others.

"Chi!" A beam of light came, and it was a dagger thrown by the red-faced old man raised his hand. The cold light was dazzling and extremely fast. As it approached, it exploded with a bang, and a large area of ​​brown and thick smoke poured out, spreading towards all directions.

"A generation of martial saints also plays the trick of hidden weapons to hide poison. It really gives you the Nangong family a face!" The monk Hua sneered, and his hands quickly formed seals. In the sky, a huge Buddha head appeared out of thin air. He saw his mouth open and closed, reciting Sanskrit. The sound waves immediately turned into countless golden 'color' symbols, like a sea of ​​runes breaking through the dam, crazily pouring into the thick brown 'color' smoke.

As soon as the two contacted each other, a "squeak" sound came from the sound, melting each other, as if they were born with mutual restraint.

"Design the formation!" Yan Beigui pointed out, and a sword light hit from his fingertips, as fast as a meteor, heading straight to the red-faced old man on the opposite side, and shouting at Master Xun with a low shout.

"Brother, is the eyes of the main formation still made by the old drunkard?" asked Master Xun.

"No, the plan has changed. This time, let the junior brother be the main formation eye." Yan Beigui replied.

Just at this moment, a sharp sound came from the front, and layers of "wave" patterns spread out from all directions. The sword light hit by Yan Beigui was touching with the sword shadow transformed by the red-faced old man's magical skills, and burst and opened.

"Boss Yan, you must not. The younger brother is still young, different from us..." Lao Jiu's face changed and he immediately said.

"Don't talk nonsense, set up a formation!" Yan Beigui's "sex" was cold and suddenly shouted loudly.

Master Xun made a fuss in his mind, and immediately took out the instruments and treasures and arranged them quickly.

"My junior brother, can you use the destruction of your innate top magic weapon, plus the severe damage to your vitality to exchange for your third senior brother's life?" Yan Beigui asked Du Fan Chuannian while using his magical power.

"I do!" Du Fan's eyes flashed and he replied without hesitation.;
Chapter completed!