When I saw the sudden attack of the immortal-breaking spell on Ning Fan, the noisy god banquet that was originally hotly discussed suddenly stopped!

As a result, many people showed strange looks.

"Hmm? Is this... the legendary immortal-breaking curse?"

"The Chuangxian Mantra! It is indeed the Chuangxian Mantra, which is exactly the same as the rumored ones!"

"The prince consort actually broke the immortal curse! This..."

"The one who is involved in the Immortal Curse, the true immortal is also... Isn't this prince-in-law abolished if he is involved in the Immortal Curse?"

"Oh! I thought that this son-in-law of the Divine Dynasty had become a martial saint at a young age. He was a genius with a bright future. Now, he looked at it and was a destined to be destroyed!"

"This is so sad for a peerless genius!"

“…”

At this moment, countless burning eyes instantly dimmed.

Many people shook their heads and sighed.

"Ning Fan, are you okay?"

At this time, Luo Qingxian, who was standing beside him, rushed over, full of concern, and guilty arose on his face.

She knew that if she hadn't asked Ning Fan to take action, Ning Fan's Immortal Breaking Spell would definitely not have occurred.

In her opinion, every time the Immortal Chopin occurs, Ning Fan will lose one point of vitality.

"Wife, I'm fine, don't worry!" Ning Fan chuckled, not caring.

However, the more Ning Fan did this, the more uncomfortable Luo Qingxian felt, and the more guilt and apologies he had on his face were.

Ning Fan also smiled bitterly and said without saying a word, "Don't feel sorry for me, look at your father!"

"He was not injured just now and could not die!"

Although Luo Qingxian said this, she turned around and looked over.

Swallowing!

At this time, Eunuch Wei, Wei Xuan, Yucheng and others also came to Lin Taixu as soon as possible.

"God Lord, how are you?"

"Lord of God, we are not good at protecting you, and we deserve to die!"

"Please give sins to God!"

As soon as Eunuch Wei and the other two arrived, they knelt down with fear on their faces. At this moment, except for Ning Fan and Luo Qingxian, everyone at the entire god banquet knelt on the ground and shouted for forgiveness!

After all, except Ning Fan, those present have the crime of protecting the enemy!

However, at this time, Lin Taixu ignored anyone.

Wow!

Just when everyone thought it was Lin Taixu's calmness before his anger, suddenly, he suddenly spit out a large mouthful of blood, and the blood was withered and yellow, and there was no trace of redness.

"God Lord!"

Everyone was shocked.

"Return to the palace!"

Then, Lin Taixu had only time to say one sentence, and he fainted.

"Ah! The Lord of God fainted!"

"Quick! Come on!"

"Save it quickly!"

“…”

As Lin Taixu fell, the entire Yuhua Divine Banquet panicked again. No one expected that Lin Taixu, who was not injured just now, suddenly fainted!

Seeing this scene, Luo Qingxian, who was still blaming Lin Taixu, immediately turned pale.

"What's wrong with him...?"

"Didn't he be injured?"

At this time, Ning Fan had to sigh slightly: "Wife, tell you the truth. As early as three months ago, my father's blood and soul had reached the point where he had exhausted his energy and his lamp. Now that he has experienced this disaster again, he can't stand it!"

"What?"

"impossible!"

"He is the Lord of the Eagle, ranks at the top of the Martial Saint, and has purple qi protection. He has a dragon qi and a life span of at least two thousand years. Now he has only ascended the throne for more than eight hundred years. How could he be exhausted and exhausted!"

Luo Qingxian couldn't believe it.

"I don't know the specifics, but his life has indeed come to an end!"

Ning Fan shook his head, then looked at Luo Qingxian with a confused and sad face, immediately embraced her delicate body and said, "Let's go, go see him again!"

...

As Lin Taixu fell, the Yuhua Divine Banquet was naturally left unresolved.

What happened at the God Banquet also dispersed with the people at the banquet, and began to sweep towards the God Capital like a hurricane, towards the three thousand territory, and even towards the border countries.

"Hey, have you heard that the assassin of the Holy Day Kingdom appeared at the Yuhua God Banquet!"

"Of course I heard that, I also heard that the Holy Day Kingdom Master was planning this matter half a year ago, and even joined forces with the spies in the palace to plant a dragon-locking poison that can lock in one's cultivation for several martial saints of the Divine Dynasty. Because of the explosion of this dragon-locking poison, the Lord of the God almost died from the assassin's sword!"

"My God! What happened later?"

"Later it became wonderful. Our princess of the Divine Dynasty had a husband named Ning Fan. Ning Fan was actually a thirty-year-old martial saint. He killed all the assassins with just one sword, including the head of the Holy Ryu National Master!"

"Nee! The Martial Saint who is about thirty years old! The talent and strength of this prince-consort is too terrible!"

"What's so scary? This prince-in-law was hit by the Immortal Crayon!"

"What, the Chuangxian Curse! That's a pity. If you hit the Chuangxian Curse, you will become a useless person even if you have the resources of a true immortal!"

"Who said no? And not only is this prince consort destined to be a useless person, but even the Lord of God seems not to be able to do it!"

"What! God Lord can't do it?"

"Hiss! The Yuhua Divine Dynasty is going to be in chaos!"

“…”

The story of the God's Banquet spreads all over the world, and countless people are discussing it.

And when the matter of the god banquet continues to ferment outside.

Yuhua Palace, True Dragon Palace.

At this time, there were many people outside the hall, including princes and concubines, civil and military officials, vassal kings and missions, etc.

Among these people, some were anxious, some sighed, some were expressionless, etc., with different expressions.

Ning Fan and Luo Qingxian were among them.

And inside the hall.

Green smoke curled up and sandalwood filled the air, and Lin Taixu lay on the dragon bed with a weak face.

At this moment, an imperial physician was taking his pulse.

There were six people standing beside him, all of whom were Martial Saints, including Eunuch Wei, Wei Xuan and Yucheng.

"How about it?"

As the imperial doctor stopped, Eunuch Wei and others immediately asked.

The imperial doctor shook his head and said, "The blood and energy are dry, and the soul is withered. Although I am willing to treat him, I am unable to return to heaven!"

Eunuch Wei and others all looked dark, but in fact, they no longer needed to diagnose the imperial doctor.

Now Lin Taixu has no purple and dragon energy to cover up his body. They can see through Lin Taixu's weakness and reality at first sight. As the imperial doctor said, Lin Taixu has already reached the point where the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry.

"The Lord of God has only been ascended to the throne for eight hundred years. According to the Martial Saint's Life, he is in his prime. Why did he suddenly reach the point where the oil was exhausted and the lamp was dry!"

Eunuch Wei and others looked at each other, but they all didn't understand.

"Ahem..."

At this time, with a cough, Lin Taixu woke up leisurely.

"God Lord! You're awake!"

Eunuch Wei and others hurried forward.

"You retreat!"

Lin Taixu asked the imperial physician to retreat, and then sighed: "Oh, we finally reached this point. Even if I want to hide it, I can't hide it anymore!"

Then, he told the story of the witch secretly harming him.

"It's that witch!"
To be continued...