C59 He Was Enjoying Himself

"You guys came to see my joke too. Are you tired of living?"

Zhou Ao shouted coldly. He was about to force out the Spiritual Energy and launch an indiscriminate attack. He knew that these people wouldn't dare to fight back.

However, before he could activate his cultivation, the speed of the flow of spiritual Qi in his meridians increased a little, and the Formation Pattern appeared in the surrounding void once again.

They were densely packed and extremely profound. Zhou Ao's heart skipped a beat. He instinctively wanted to run out of Pingquan Peak. This place was really too strange.

Bang!

As expected, he was targeted again. He was thrown into the air by an invisible force and fell down like a kite with a broken string.

It was unknown whether it was Nangong Xuan who attacked in secret or this shrunken version of the Heluo great formation that was activated. All the Formation Patterns surrounded Zhou Ao.

There were even traces of purple light flickering in the void. The energy in the Spiritual Stone had been converted into the power of thunder and lightning, completely enveloping his surroundings.

After a series of crackling sounds, not only did the purple light not disappear, it even climbed onto Zhou Ao's robe. Everywhere was filled with a sharp aura.

He looked like a god of thunder that had descended to the mortal world. He was wrapped by thousands of purple light. Unfortunately, he was soon bald.

With his bald head and his body that was emitting green smoke, There was no sign of the handsome young man from before.

This wasn't the end. The power of thunder and lightning was perfectly unleashed, blasting Zhou Ao's entire body until his flesh was split open.

He barely managed to get a few pieces of the pieces to stick to his vitals, but they didn't manage to hurt his life. Most of it was still a stabbing pain. It was hard to imagine what kind of pain it would cause. That kind of pain was almost equal to the amount of injuries he had been injured in the past twenty years.

His face was covered by mud. He couldn't tell how he got it up. Anyway, if it was placed by the roadside, it would be designated. Someone would treat him as a beggar.

As the Fifth Elder was in seclusion, Liu Chun and the other protectors were busy discussing countermeasures. It turned out that no one had come to save Zhou Ao.

More and more disciples were gathered outside, watching the show. They could see how popular this kid was.

On normal days, each and every one of them called out to Senior Brother Zhou nicely, but when they really needed help. No one made a move.

"You guys, I... will remember... when the time comes, let Grandfather punish you one by one!" After being struck by the lightning pillars, Zhou Ao was almost at a loss for words. He vaguely raised his hand and pointed at the crowd outside.

This time, even the disciples who were hesitating whether or not they should fight to the death decided against this idea.

Calling that invincible grandfather at every turn, how could there be such a saying? It was clear that they were bullying others.

Moreover, he seemed to have lost consciousness. There were more than a thousand people outside the Spell Formation. There were so many of them that he couldn't remember them clearly.

"Puff!"

Seeing that no one was moved, even the few friends who had called for help had been taken to some unknown place.

Zhou Ao was in complete despair. He spat out large mouthfuls of blood. The more miserable he was, the more miserable he would be.

In the end, it was Chen Fan who arrived in time, saving Zhou Ao's life.

Of course, it wasn't because he felt pity for Zhou Ao. The main reason was that the power of this medicinal Heavenly Thunder was really too much of a waste of medicinal Spell Formations. It had also greatly worn down his entire Spell Formation.

Wasting his own efforts on such a bastard was seriously not worth it.

"Chen Fan, just you wait. Stop pretending to be fake here!"

Zhou Ao fell to the ground while cursing. He barely managed to catch his breath and did not forget to shout at Chen Fan.

"What? You haven't enjoyed enough yet, have you?"

Chen Fan's hand flashed with spiritual light. Zhou Ao immediately felt fear when he saw this. He quickly got up and disappeared, leaving behind the stunned crowd.

"If there's nothing else, you can leave first. In two days, I'll make a trip to the Hua Ding Sect and prepare enough Spiritual Stones."

Nangong Xuan had already started to reply to the ugly face when she walked into the house. Chen Fan said indifferently with an awkward expression.

"Do you want me to tell grandfather about the Qing Xuan Sect?"

Nangong Xuan asked. She had received a lot of news from Zhou Ao, that prodigal.

It was impossible to find out about it through normal means. It would also have a huge impact on the marriage between the two sects, such as the internal strife of the Qing Xuan Sect.

"As you wish. Nangong Yi will have his judgment, but I need you to tell him something," Chen Fan looked at Nangong Xuan and said with certainty.

"The Qing Xuan Sect will not decline like this. With me here, there will be a day when they will rise again."

These words were also Chen Fan's encouragement. If the dignified Supreme Wu Tian couldn't even do such a small thing, he would be a laughing stock.

"I believe you."

Nangong Xuan got up and left. She had already understood the meaning behind her words. She had already thought of how to explain it to help Chen Fan.

She sat down quietly and continued her boring and boring cultivation.

Chen Fan had already spent thousands of years in this kind of life. His tenacious heart was formed through this bit by bit.

Large amounts of spiritual light surged out of his body and profound medicinal Talismans danced in front of his eyes. They were not formed by ordinary medicinal Spiritual Energys. Instead, they truly originated from the void.

He raised his hand and made a grabbing motion. Both of his hands made a closing motion, followed by the appearance of dazzling Lan Yus. If Lan Yu and the others were to see this scene, they would definitely be shocked.

How could this be the cultivation state of a Qi Refining disciple? It was almost comparable to a guardian expert.

After all, these medicinal Talismans represented an extremely high level of comprehension. At the very least, it would require Qin Sheng to immerse himself in it for several decades before he could barely produce it.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I really didn't expect this." A strange voice sounded out at an inappropriate time.

"What's the matter now?" Chen Fan would subconsciously think that the old man had nothing good to say when he heard what Deer God said.

"Am I seeing things? Supreme Wu Tian is also interested." Deer God didn't respect the old man at all.

Chen Fan realized that as long as he was by his side, it was not important to make use of the encyclopedia. The key was to remind him that he was already a young man.

He was not an old monster with ten thousand years of memory. He had to pay attention to his image and seize this opportunity to start over again.

Otherwise, he would become such a strange person in the future. He would be neither human nor ghost, even though it was very likely that Deer God had been like this since the birth of his consciousness.

"You are thinking too much. This is just a normal exchange of benefits. It has nothing to do with the feelings you speak of."

Chen Fan's words denied Deer God's guess. How could he admit it?

"I understand. You don't need to explain." Deer God sounded like he deserved a beating. If it wasn't for the fact that it was inconvenient for him to attack, Chen Fan really wanted to drag him out and rub him twice.