"Fellow Taoist, do you still want to fight with us? If so, we will accompany you at any time!"
Lin Fan's faint voice sounded.
Bai Yue'er chuckled.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, you are really good at joking. I can agree to give you a 50/50 deal with your Golden Winged Dapeng clan for this Mingyue Fruit. However, I also have a condition."
When Bai Yue'er said this, she looked at Lin Fan solemnly: "This time, you, the Golden-winged Dapeng clan, want to get the holy blood of the Golden-winged Dapeng. Everyone knows about this. However, many races hope that you, the Golden-winged Dapeng, will
The Dapeng clan cannot get the Holy Blood of the Golden Peng."
"What do fellow Taoists mean?"
Lin Fan looked at Bai Yue'er with solemn eyes.
Golden Roc Holy Blood!
This is something Lin Fan must get.
Otherwise, even if he leaves the abyss of the earth alive, he may not be able to escape death.
After all, the violent aura that Bai Yueling planted in his body could kill him at any time.
Lin Fan had no retreat at all when it came to robbing Jinpeng's holy blood.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, you don't need to be so nervous. What I mean is that we can cooperate. The Holy Blood of Jinpeng is a dispensable thing for us, the White-winged Dapoc clan."
"But, I hope you, the Golden-winged Dapeng clan, can accompany me to the 20th floor of the abyss."
Bai Yue'er looked calm.
But Mu Yue and others standing behind Lin Fan suddenly became short of breath.
An inexplicable uneasiness emerged from deep within their hearts.
"Brother Lin, no!"
"Brother Lin, the twenty levels of the underground abyss are extremely dangerous. Even if a cultivator in the integration stage enters it, it will be more dangerous than good."
"The 20th floor of the abyss is the place where the ruins of the immortal clan are rumored to be. Brother Lin should be aware of the dangers here. Please consider it carefully!"
Seeing Mu Yue and others, they all tried to persuade them.
Lin Fan couldn't help but his face darkened.
"You should be very clear about the importance of the Golden Roc Holy Blood to our Golden Winged Roc clan."
"Based on our strength alone, there is some hope of obtaining the Holy Blood of the Golden Roc. But in the end, there is not much hope."
"But if we have the help of the White-winged Dapoc clan, we have a great chance of obtaining the essence and blood of the Golden-winged Dapeng."
"Besides, after we collect enough Jinpeng's holy blood, you can leave with us first."
"In everything, put the overall situation first!"
Lin Fan's faint voice sounded.
When Mu Yue and others heard this, they didn't have much to say. They nodded one after another, as if they were following Lin Fan's lead.
"Fellow Taoist, I agree to your proposal. However, I also have a request. It is impossible for all of us cultivators of the Golden-winged Dapeng clan to follow you to the twentieth floor of the abyss."
"Haha, among your Golden-winged Dapeng clan, the one I value most is you, Daoyou Lin. As for the others, they are dispensable."
Although Bai Yue'er's words were harsh.
But, it makes perfect sense.
Even if Mu Yue and others were unconvinced, they did not dare to have an attack in front of Bai Yue'er.
I can only sulky and sulky.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, the Mingyue Fruit is almost ripe. How about we start picking it now and pick it together?" Bai Yue'er said.
"good!"
Lin Fan agreed and rushed straight into the valley where the demonic energy was billowing.
It seemed that the extremely strong demonic energy had no effect on Lin Fan at all.
Seeing this, Bai Yue'er's beautiful eyes blinked slightly.
There was a hint of surprise in his expression.
But soon, she also entered the valley.
Wow!
The faint moonlight blows towards my face.
At this moment, the entire valley became extremely bright.
Especially the soft light made Lin Fan's state of mind become much calmer.
"Unexpectedly, the moon fruit actually has the effect of calming the mind and calming the mind."
"If that's the case, I might as well dig up a bright moon fruit tree and transplant it into the magical fairyland."
Lin Fan thought secretly for a while.
Just when he was about to take action, he heard Bai Yue'er's voice coming from behind him.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, this Mingyue fruit tree is very special. It likes to be produced in places with strong demonic and ghost auras. It is very difficult to transplant it."
"In the past, our seniors of the White-winged Dapeng clan also tried to transplant. As a result, no one could succeed."
Lin Fan looked surprised.
But soon, he smiled again and said: "I won't die until I hit the wall. I'll try transplanting one first. Just in case it survives."
As Lin Fan spoke, a thought in his mind activated the Five Elements Life Sword.
Buzz!
In the void, terrifying sword energy surged rapidly.
Soon, the giant sword suspended in the void turned into a dense sword shadow and fell directly into the soil.
In just a few seconds, Lin Fan dug out a complete Mingyue Fruit Tree.
After Lin Fan put away the Mingyue Fruit on it, he waved his hand and put the Mingyue Fruit Tree into the Spiritual Immortal Picture without moving his expression.
Although Bai Yue'er looked confused, she didn't say anything.
Together with Lin Fan, quickly collect all the remaining Moon Fruits.
After about a cup of tea, when all the Mingyue Fruits were swept away, Lin Fan and Bai Yue'er left the valley again.
"Brother Lin, how are you?"
When Tianxing saw Lin Fan coming out, he asked with an ecstatic expression.
"The harvest is not small. I will share the part that belongs to you!"
Lin Fan casually waved his hand and gave Mu Yue and others six Mingyue Fruits to each of them, but he actually had more than ten left in his hand.
"More than a dozen Bright Moon Fruits, after being strengthened by the mysterious copper bottle, are enough for me to break through the integration stage."
"But I still hope that the Mingyue fruit tree transplanted into the Lingmiao Immortal Picture can survive."
"If this is the case, when Master Niang, Master, Lan'er and others break through the integration stage, they will also have the Bright Moon Fruit to use."
Lin Fan muttered secretly, and soon his expression returned to normal.
At this moment, Bai Yue'er also gave part of the Mingyue Fruit to the members of the White-winged Dapeng clan.
However, there are not many Bright Moon Fruits in the hands of the cultivators of the White-winged Dapeng clan.
Each person only has about three.
Compared to the Mingyue Fruit obtained by the Holy Son of the Golden-winged Dapeng Clan, it was almost half less.
Even so, the saint sons and saint girls of the White-winged Dapeng clan were quite grateful when they looked at Bai Yue'er.
Seeing this, Mu Yue and others looked at Lin Fan with increasingly friendly expressions.
The respect for Lin Fan also increased a lot again.
"Fellow Daoist Lin, this is already the tenth level of the Earth Abyss and Deep Sea. Although there is a lot of Golden Roc Holy Blood here, the quantity is not large and the quality is also very poor."
"Why don't we go directly below. Maybe we can find more and higher-quality Golden Roc Holy Blood."
Bai Yue'er looked at Lin Fan and suggested.
Lin Fan nodded.
Soon, everyone set off together, shooting deeper into the abyss and sea.
In just a moment, it disappeared without a trace.
Deep in the abyss of the earth, in a vast and turbulent sea.
A dilapidated palace, silent in the depths of the sea.
The surrounding dark sea water was separated by a faint formation light curtain.
Make the palace seem more peaceful.
At the same time, a lone lamp was shining brightly in the center of the hall.
The dim light made the hall become more mysterious.
At this moment, a faint old man's voice suddenly sounded from deep in the hall.
"You old man, you place your soul on a solitary lamp and will never be able to leave this hall for the rest of your life. Have you forgotten that we are cultivators of the real immortal world?"
Soon, another old man's voice sounded in the main hall.
"Tianmu? Hey! You are just the incarnation of the Holy Lord Tianmu, and you are qualified to mock me here? Even if I stay in this hall for the rest of my life, what the hell does it have to do with you?"