Pain!
Unbearable pain!
Even though Wang Fan's current cultivation level has reached the immortal level, he still feels an unparalleled sting.
He almost couldn't hold on any longer.
Wang Fan's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth and practiced crazily.
This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. If he couldn't bear the pain, how could he reach a higher realm?
What's more, he still knows that the dragon clan is physically powerful.
If he also builds such a strong physique, his combat effectiveness will be improved by several levels.
Not far away, the old dragon stared at Wang Fan's position, his turbid eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the void and see everything.
The way it looked at Wang Fan was both indifferent and disdainful.
The dragon-washing pond of their dragon clan is not something anyone can withstand.
Not to mention humans, even their dragon clan, who are not monsters, cannot bear it.
In fact, he did not want Wang Fan to come here to practice.
But Yunfei insisted that he had no choice.
Yun Fei was its descendant who was living outside, and she had the perfect bloodline closest to him. Wang Fan had saved Yun Fei's life, and there was really nothing he could do to stop her.
In the Dragon Washing Pond, Wang Fan was in so much pain that he almost fainted.
However, he knew that he could not fall into coma, otherwise, he might never wake up again.
Just when he felt a little unbearable, suddenly, the mixed lines and traces in his body began to move rapidly.
The operation of the mixed pattern marks directly relieved his pain and repaired his injuries.
Wang Fan became surprised.
How could he forget about the mixed pattern Dao Mark? This is a super cheating device for body training.
Wang Fan didn't know that while the mixed pattern marks in his body were operating, the old dragon's expression suddenly changed and he couldn't help but raise his head.
Its eyes were full of shock.
mixed grain road
mark?
Is this actually a mixed pattern Dao mark?
How can this be?
How could a mere immortal ant possess such a heaven-defying treasure?
If it hadn't now only had the last ray of will left, I'm afraid it would have been unable to bear it and snatched Wang Fan's mixed pattern mark.
This kind of thing is so outrageous that no one can be tempted by it.
Wang Fan didn't know at all that the old dragon was paying attention to his every move. Even if he knew, he couldn't take it into consideration.
Because at this moment, he was completely absorbed in cultivation.
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When Wang Fan entered the Dragon Palace to practice in the Dragon Pool, Longyuan City was experiencing a catastrophe.
Full of anger, Han Zhen and Yang Changqing of the Yang family began a frantic raid on Longyuan City's forces.
How could they be willing to accept that they had traveled hundreds of millions of miles but got nothing? Naturally, they could only plunder resources from those local big shots.
Under the iron-blooded methods of Han Zhen and the Yang family, the big shots in Longyuan City had no way to resist.
In just one day, everyone except those who were killed had surrendered.
They did not let go of Fengqian Academy, and countless students and big shots died in their hands.
The entire Longyuan City was in a smoky atmosphere, and all the monks had no peace.
At this moment, in a house in the deepest part of Fengqian Academy, Han Zhen was sitting here, and his targets were Yang Changqing, Sword King and others.
In the middle position stood the president and vice president of Fengqian Academy.
At this moment, the faces of both the president and the deputy dean were very ugly. They were covered in blood and their blood was boiling. It was obvious that they had experienced the war and suffered numerous injuries.
However, their eyes did not look at Han
Zhen and Yang Changqing stared at the Sword King.
"You bastard, I ask myself if I have taken care of you, why did you betray me and attack me from behind?"
The dean's face was extremely ugly, and his eyes were filled with endless anger.
If that bastard King of Swordsmen hadn't betrayed him and attacked him from behind, even if Han Zhen wanted to kill him, it would have been impossible.
Although he is not Han Zhen's opponent, if he wants to escape, Han Zhen cannot stop him.
It's a pity that he mismanaged his personnel and was sneak attacked by the Sword King, which directly led to his current fate.
When the Sword King heard the dean's words, not only was he not angry, but a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Do you treat me badly? Bah!"
"Old man, how many things have I done for you over the years, and how many things have I done for Fengqian Academy?"
"But what about you, you came to threaten me and warn me just because of a junior? This is also called leading me too thinly. Is it possible that all my years of hard work are not as good as that of a mere junior?"
"What's more, those who know the current affairs are heroes. It's your luck that Prince Han's Palace and the Yang Family can choose our Fengqian Academy."
"It's okay if you don't cherish it, but you still dare to provoke us. Do you want to take us to death? You want to die, but I don't want to die yet. So, you deserve what you're going to get today."
"Beast!" When the dean heard what the Sword King said, he couldn't help but laugh angrily.
He didn't believe that King Sword couldn't see the wolfish ambitions of Prince Han's Mansion and the Yang Family. This guy was just looking for reasons for his greed for life and fear of death.
What's more, as a powerful Immortal King, it is simply disrespectful to argue with Wang Fan, a descendant of the Immortal.
However, he knew that nothing he said had any meaning.
As of now, the only thing waiting for him is death.
At this time, Yang Changqing stood up and sneered, "Originally, I just asked you to surrender and hand over everything. I didn't intend to take your life, but why do you insist on seeking death?" <
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"Do you think we won't be able to do anything if we don't hand over our resources? That's you talking nonsense!"
As Yang Changqing spoke, his body began to glow with endless brilliance, and he walked directly towards the dean.
After they came out, they plundered countless resources in Longyuan City, but who would have thought that in the end, they found nothing in Fengqian Academy.
Because the dean had already hidden all the resources, no one knew where they were hidden.
You know, although Fengqian Academy is only three-star, it still has some foundation.
If they could plunder these treasures, it would be a huge gain.
But they didn't expect that the old guy would be so stubborn and would rather die than reveal the whereabouts of the things.
The dean sneered, "Yang Changqing, Han Zhen, if you want me to hand over resources, then stop dreaming. Even if I die, I will not hand them over to you."
"Also, our Fengqian Academy is a place where Taoism is taught, not a private power. If you dare to treat our Fengqian Academy like this, this matter will never be ignored. Someone above will definitely pursue it, so just wait.
Bear the wrath."
As he spoke, he frantically gathered the last of his immortal energy, breaking his heart.
At this point, he has no chance of living. Rather than suffer humiliation, he would rather die directly.
"Dean!" Vice dean Bai Hong looked at this scene and couldn't help but burst into tears for a moment.
He also didn't expect that Han Zhen and Yang Changqing would be so vicious, and they would deal with him at Fengqian Academy without even finding a reason.
If he had known this earlier, he should not have compromised and taken Wang Fan to that Dragon Palace.
It's better now, the ending has not changed, not to mention Wang Fan's life has been risked.
He let out a long roar, and then without hesitation, he died.
Two of the pinnacle figures of Fengqian Academy and even lower-level states actually fell.
How sad.
This chapter has been completed!