In the void, Lu Fan and the Saint of the Dark Yuan looked at each other from afar.

When Lu Fan heard the words of the Saint of the Dark Yuan, he did not answer immediately. Instead, he waved gently to Jia Ming's body.

It seemed as if a light breeze blew through the void, and Jia Ming's body slowly floated towards Lu Fan.

The smile on the face of the Saint Anyuan calmed down and looked at Lu Fan quietly without saying a word.

Jia Ming's body with broken limbs floated in front of Lu Fan. Lu Fan gently placed his hand on Jia Ming's forehead and sighed.

Although this person is a little vain and pursues fame, he is really not a bad person.

Although this person had no achievements during his lifetime, his name could be passed down before his death.

"Go with peace of mind."

Lu Fan said softly.

But just as his palm was about to be pulled back, Lu Fan suddenly felt a ray of vitality flowing in Jia Ming's body.

"Hey. This guy is not dead yet."

Lu Fan exclaimed in his heart. He quickly injected life into Jia Ming, and then took out the pill and poured it into him.

This way, the Lord of Dingyu and others widened their eyes.

Everyone knows that Alliance Leader Lu will never feed a dead person a pill.

The only explanation is that Jia Ming is not dead.

This kid is still alive.

A pill entered the stomach, and Jia Ming seemed to calm down in one breath, his chest slightly fluctuated.

Lu Fan laughed nonstop and looked at Jia Ming and said, "You guy, you will survive the disaster and will have good fortune. You don't have to pretend to be me anymore. The name Jia Ming will also resound throughout the four realms."

Jia Ming didn't know if he heard it, but his eyelids trembled, as if he wanted to force it to open it, but he couldn't do it.

Lu Fan shook his hand and threw Jia Ming into the defensive light curtain.

Seeing Lu Fan's actions, the Lord of the Ding Domain immediately opened the defensive light curtain and let Jia Ming fly in.

"Hurry, Qi Refiner, heal Jia Ming. Use the best pills."

More than a dozen Qi Refiners with the cultivation level of immortal qi masters and above immediately carried Jia Ming away for treatment.

Whether it is the Western Leadership Alliance, the Southern Alliance, even the Bafang Money Village and the Universe Kingdom, I remember Jia Ming's name today.

Qingfeng Sword Saint snorted: "Good luck boy. This is not dead."

Behind him, Tang Hui took out a small notebook, turned over a few pages, and solemnly wrote down the word Jia Ming. And, below, he rewritten the description of the successor of Qisheng.

From this moment on, Jia Ming will also become the focus of attention of Bafang Money House.

Outside, the Saint of Dark Yuan watched Lu Fan calmly finish all this, and then said, "It's done. Can you start?"

Lu Fan nodded and said, "It's OK at any time."

The Saint of Dark Yuan walked forward, and clear cracks began to appear wherever the foot stepped on, and they did not dissipate for a long time.

Lu Fan did not show any weakness and walked forward.

Wherever the steps pass, they leave clear footprints in the void.

As the two walked forward, they could see the void around them, and they all began to be stirred.

The invisible force was colliding and tearing, making both of them blurred.

The demon cultivators began to retreat with great alertness.

The Lord of Dingyu and others did not need to retreat because of the defensive light curtain. Instead, they walked closer to see clearly.

People with high cultivation can see the tricks. People with low cultivation can watch the fun.

Anyone who couldn't understand would exclaim at the wonder of void caused by Lu Fan and the Saint of the Dark Yuan.

But if you can understand what the two of you are doing, you will be solemn.

For example, the Qingfeng Sword Saint and the Proud Dragon Saint were almost twisted together at this time.

In the eyes of the two, Lu Fan and the Saint of Dark Yuan were in a confrontation between the power of the soul. They were much stronger than the momentum.

Every step the two of them took was using their soul power to put pressure on each other.

The real way to see Qingfeng Sword Saint and the Proud Dragon Saint were secretly surprised.

It's too strong. When they go up, they may be at a disadvantage in the first round of confrontation. If they don't take ten steps, they will definitely reveal their flaws.

If such powerful soul power was only possessed by the Dark Yuan Saint, the two of them would not have been surprised so much.

After all, the power of the Dark Yuan Saint is well known. Coupled with the deliberate strengthening of the Daoxin Demon Sect, no one will be too surprised at how powerful she is now.

But why does Lu Fan have such strong soul power?

How did he practice it.

The Qingfeng Sword Saint and the Proud Dragon Saint were all incredible light. Tang Hui also whispered behind them: "Lu Fan, he is so strong."

Qingfeng Sword Saint lowered his voice and said, "Master Tang, the information is wrong. Lu Fan's strength is much stronger than we imagined. We need another plan to deal with such people."

Tang Hui gritted his teeth and sent a message: "There is no other plan. Let's act according to the opportunity."

The Proud Dragon Saint nodded slightly and said, "Maybe, he will die at the hands of the Saint Dark Yuan later."

Bang.

A loud bang came from the middle between Lu Fan and the Saint of Dark Yuan.

Immediately afterwards, as if the void was cracking itself, a narrow crack appeared in front of the Saint of Dark Yuan and Lu Fan. Countless vortexes began to rise in the cracks.

Lu Fan and the Saint of the Dark Yuan stopped, and the power of the two souls was still confronting.

Unlike the last confrontation, this time, the Dark Yuan Saint did not pull Lu Fan into her dark realm.

In this state, Lu Fan actually tied with the Dark Yuan Saint.

The power of the soul suddenly shook, and Lu Fan's soul flash killing move was easily blocked by the Saint of Dark Yuan, and the power of the soul of the two suddenly separated.

The faintest, the Saint of Dark Yuan said: "Lu Fan, last time my soul left my body and fought with you. Now, I appear as my deity, and you can die."

After saying that, a long-haired female soul with her back facing Lu Fan suddenly appeared behind the Saint of the Untamed.

The soul of the Saint of Dark Yuan is like a living person, and looks like a substance.

At this moment, the soul power displayed by the Dark Yuan Saint was really much stronger than the last time he fought in the Ding Domain. Especially with the original pair of savage dark eyes, it added a bit more power.

The Saint of Dark Yuan narrowed his dark eyes slightly. At this moment, Lu Fan realized that the Saint of Dark Yuan had just deliberately lowered his strength and seduced him to get closer. This trick was very beautiful, but Lu Fan was not particularly afraid.

A smile rose on his face, Lu Fan's eyes were calm, and he suddenly covered the terrifying soul power of the Saint Dark Yuan.

This time, it was the darkness of despair.

The soul of the Saint of Dark Yuan opened its arms, as if to completely embrace Lu Fan into the darkness.

During this situation, Qingfeng Sword Saint and others' eyes lit up, and the Saint of the Dark Yuan was indeed powerful.

The Lord of Dingyu and others widened their eyes.

Killing intention.

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