Chapter 502

"We just don't want to see the guys in the blood killing land steal the heaven and earth aura from our ancestral land." for his extremely uncomfortable attitude, one of the male disciples of the spirit family with the cultivation of Wushen five-level realm answered faintly, and then spoke to him again: "I'm sure the elder won't mind if we fight against foreign people here."

Although this man's words sound like nothing, they actually push Ling Yunfan to a point where it's hard to refuse, because if he refuses, he will admit in disguise that he is a racial traitor. At that time, once the news is spread, he will basically have no way to gain a foothold in the Terran field.

"Of course, this is senior brother Yunfan, who is the disciple of the leader of Wuji Pavilion. He will certainly help us."

"Yes, yes."

"Please also ask senior brother Yunfan to help us get rid of this annoying guy."

When the man's words fell, several disciples of Wuji Pavilion soon recognized Ling Yunfan's identity. They didn't know whether it was intentional or not. They came up to flatter one after another, as if they didn't worry about being looked down upon by the rest of the people.

However, as long as those who are interested will see that their eyes on Ling Yunfan have no so-called respect at all, but full of disgust. It can be seen that they may have something to do with it.

"Are you Shen Xuan's people?"

In the face of these people, he deliberately set himself up. He didn't get caught and was killed by others. Instead, he asked back calmly.

"No, no, no... we are not anyone's people. We are just disciples of Wuji Pavilion."

"Yes, elder martial brother, don't slander people."

The disciples of Wuji Pavilion immediately refuted his words, but it didn't work because they had noticed the slightly flustered look in their eyes.

"I will never move people. I don't have the so-called concept of racial discrimination." seeing that and Ling Yunfan, who doesn't intend to continue to struggle with it, coldly expressed his position, he added again: "if you want to live, you'd better get out. If you can today, I'm still reluctant to kill."

"You..."

Hearing his words, those people suddenly became speechless. It was as if something that had been captured had suddenly been killed and taken away by others, but there was nothing they could do.

However, even so, one of the disciples of the spirit family, a warrior in the sixth level of martial god, immediately stood up and pointed to Ling Yunfan and scolded: "Ling Yunfan, you are also a disciple of Wuji Pavilion, the leader of the great power of our ancestral land. Do you want to come and fight us for an alien outside the territory today? Aren't you afraid to bear the name of a traitor of our ancestral land and become a street mouse?"

I don't know why. It seems that he feels that although the other party's status is not worse than himself, or even much higher, he should still not kill his compatriots, so he arbitrarily covers a traitor's hat.

"Puff..."

However, as his words fell, Ling Yunfan took a cold look at the male disciple of the lingzu who had just spoken, and a flame magic sword that didn't know how to come directly and ruthlessly penetrated through his body, directly understanding his life at the moment when the blood splashed out.

"No, this damn traitor wants to fight us. Everybody run."

Seeing this terrible scene happen, a shadow Pavilion disciple roared angrily, and then quickly worked his spiritual power in his body, and the whole person flew to the sky at the fastest speed he had.

"Whew, whew... Whew, whew..."

In this way, within a few breaths, all the disciples of various forces who had just planned to fight Xuanyuan Li Hao in the state of cultivation fled.

Seeing that all the guys in the way had left, Ling Yunfan vomited a mouthful of turbidity, shook his head and didn't say much.

"Buzz!"

At the same time, the aura drifting around between heaven and earth suddenly seemed to be under some traction. Most of them quickly gathered behind him. When he was shocked by this sudden sign, he looked back and found that the breath on Xuanyuan Lixi, whose eyes were closed, had begun to increase gradually and had almost reached the critical point.

Then, when all the heaven and earth auras around him were absorbed into his body, Xuanyuan Li Hao's cultivation had broken through from the seventh level of Wushen to the eighth level of Wushen.

"Thank you."

When he opened his eyes and looked at him, he smiled and thanked him.

In fact, Xuanyuan Li Hao, who was practicing, was fully aware of what had just happened. Therefore, he had a little more admiration for Ling Yunfan in his heart.

"You're welcome." hearing the speech, Ling Yunfan waved his hand first, and then stood up again to tidy up his clothes. He slowly said, "since your cultivation has broken through, I won't stay much. Don't say goodbye."

Then he walked forward without looking back.

"Wait!"

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Li Hao didn't stay in place, but called to him and directly followed him with the fastest speed.

Ling Yunfan didn't mind him coming. He was originally a friend who had something to do with him. In addition, he now wants to go back to the place of blood killing. He can't help but let others follow him and use the cross domain transmission array. Moreover, it's good to have multiple companions for a short time. At least, it can alleviate the loneliness of acting alone.

Although they didn't have many topics along the way, they also had a lot. Xuanyuan Li Hao asked him a lot of questions about cultivation, and Ling Yunfan naturally did not mind to help to resolve his doubts.

Then, they stepped into the central platform of the array that had bloomed to transmit power.

"Buzz!"

Soon, when they were all wrapped in the strong white light, the fluctuation of breath and spiritual power completely disappeared from the world, as if they had never existed.

Wuji Pavilion, the secret room of the pavilion master.

Liang Yunxing and old Taoist Honglian are sitting among them, drinking tea and exchanging something.

"There are still four months to open the holy land of the four seasons of Shengyuan. Do you really think there will be nine reincarnated xuanqinglian and three born magic spirit grass?" Liang Yunxing asked, looking at the old red lotus Taoist priest with a faint smell of refining utensils all over his body.

"I don't know." smelling the speech, the old Taoist Honglian didn't give him a good answer. Instead, he said helplessly: "divination is not a universal means, let alone I just touched a drop in the bucket here. In addition, the boy's fate is very strange. There is no way to divine for him."

"Tomorrow I will go out of the customs in person and look around to see if I can win some hope for Yunfan." seeing this, Liang Yunxing is still firm in his mind although he regrets this.

"It's a blessing for the boy to have a responsible teacher like you." seeing him who made the decision, old Taoist Honglian couldn't help joking.