In the valley, the aura of heaven and earth rushed into Yunxi's Ninth-Rank Battle Soul Sword, and all the soul stones that Xiao Fan had spattered burst open, and the rolling soul power was absorbed by the Soul Sword and turned into a pile of dust on the spot.

The soul-cutting sword was radiant, and it became more and more condensed, as if a real magic weapon was being born, and it was very peculiar.

Xiao Fan frowned and swept around from time to time to protect Yunxi's Law.

In his mind, there is still a question entangled, that is, how exactly was the battle spirit born?

Why can some people awaken two battle souls, while others can only awaken one? If it were before, Xiao Fan might think that this was the difference in talent between monks.

But now Xiao Fan didn't think so. The last time he entered that dark space, Xiao Fan saw the dense soul pattern, which may be related to the cultivator's battle soul.

Even Xiao Fan wondered whether every cultivator who awakened the battle spirit had to be transported into a strange space to awaken the battle spirit?

"No matter, when I reach a certain height, it will naturally become clear." If I didn't understand, Xiao Fan didn't think about it anymore, and seriously protected Yunxi.

Fortunately, it is the late autumn season, and the Panlong Mountain Range is inaccessible, and few people have seen the changes here.

After almost half a cup of tea, the surrounding area finally recovered calm, and the soul-cutting sword and soul of Yunxi's head exuded a breathtaking aura.

boom!

At the same time, a monstrous explosion came out of Yunxi's body, like thunder, which shook people's eardrums pain, and then, Xiao Fan felt a peerless and sharp pressure.

"War Emperor Realm, kendo will!" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, and was also shocked by Yunxi's strength. This person is worthy of being a genius in the unparalleled holy city, and he even felt a little danger.

The light of the soul-cutting sword converged in an instant, and calm was restored in the valley. Yun Pan'er in the distance came not far away and said with joy: "Congratulations, brother."

Yunxi walked closer and nodded faintly. Suddenly, Yunxi's knees softened, and he knelt down towards Xiao Fan, bowed his head and said, "Thank you, son, for his rebuilding."

"You don't need to thank me, you can see your situation by changing to another pharmacist." Xiao Fan quickly helped Yunxi, but he didn't deceive Yunxi, the soul-cutting sword and the soul, he needed another battle soul. In order to awaken, changing to another alchemist can also help him.

It's just that there are not many that can be as easy as Xiao Fan can do.

"Yunxi's life will be the son's from now on. If the son doesn't take it, Yunxi can't kneel down!" Yunxi stubbornly knelt on the ground and said without raising his head.

Xiao Fan was helpless, so he turned his gaze for help to Yun Pan'er. However, to Xiao Fan's surprise, Yun Pan'er did not dissuade him, but said, "Big Brother Xiao, this is the temper of my brother. You are Pan'er. When you see the first person to convince your brother, you can promise him."

Did you really convince Yunxi? Xiao Fan knew very well in his heart that Yunxi had only subdued Xiao Fan's identity as a pharmacist, and did not recognize Xiao Fan.

In other words, Yunxi only wanted Xiao Fan to put his heart and soul into treating Yun Pan'er. Of course, with Yunxi's character, he recognized Xiao Fan.

"Well, Xiao has recognized you as a brother." Xiao Fan took a deep breath and thought of more in his heart. It would be much more convenient for him to have the natives of Yunxi, an unparalleled holy city.

"Thank you, son." Yunxi's face was happy. In his opinion, Xiao Fan would definitely try his best to save Yun Pan'er.

Xiao Fan smiled slightly, then raised his head to look at the sky. The night was covering the sky, the sky was covered with stars, and the four fields were silent. Obviously it was late at night. He said, "It's late, I have to go back."

"My son, I know this unparalleled holy city, I'll send it to you." Yunxi said quickly, and he looked very energetic when he was restored to the Battle Emperor Realm.

"Alright." Xiao Fan thought for a while, nodded, and then stepped into the air. Yunxi quickly followed with Yun Pan'er and went to the Battle Soul Palace.

The Battle Soul Palace was far away from the residence of the monks in the Emperor Dynasty. Fatty, Guan Xiaoqi and others waited for a long time, but they still didn't see Xiao Fan, and they couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Second brother, I always feel that the third brother has been busy lately, he will be fine, right?" Guan Xiaoqi asked when he looked at the fat man.

Fatty's heart sank slightly, and he took a deep breath and shook his head and said: "There should be nothing wrong. The youngest is more thoughtful than you and me. What's more, I can't understand him. Other people want to kill him is not such a simple thing. "

Even so, the big stone in Fatty's heart still didn't let go. After all, this is an unparalleled holy city, and there are many cultivators who can threaten Xiao Fan's life.

Of course, the most important thing is that Fatty knows exactly what Xiao Fan did in Wushuang Holy City. Fatty is also the emperor of the Great Li Dynasty. He knows the identity of the Little Witch. If Xiao Fan goes to find the Little Witch now, he will be sure. Eight or nine will die.

"Xiao Fan, get out!"

Suddenly, an angry shout came from outside the courtyard, and terrible spirit power fluctuations swept in all directions, and murderous aura enveloped the entire courtyard.

The temporarily lost Fatty and Guan Xiaoqi woke up in an instant, their expressions sank, Xiao Jin and Xiao Ming flashed, dazzling, cultivators Da Li appeared around.

"boom!"

Before the Fatty and them left the courtyard, the gate of the courtyard was cut open with a domineering sword, turning into countless sawdust and floating in the air. The speed of the blade did not decrease, and it went straight to the Fatty and them.

"Humph!" The fat man snorted coldly, and he raised his hand to a palm. The soul power was condensed into a huge palm and pushed out horizontally, the sword qi exploded, and a terrible soul power storm was set off around him.

Fatty and the others stared at the courtyard gate with gloomy faces, and several figures were branded in their eyes. The leader was a young man in a blue shirt.

The young man has a burly figure, long black hair flying in the void, his sword eyebrows and star eyes, his face is like a jade crown, the bridge of his nose is high, heroic and domineering.

"Xiao Fan, roll over and die!" An icy voice came out from the mouth of the blue shirt youth, murderously, and the temperature in the courtyard dropped several degrees.

"Lei Canghai, what are you, dare to come here to show off your power?" Guan Xiaoqi glared at the young man in the blue shirt, and his murderous aura burst out.

He recognized Lei Canghai at a glance. The last time Lei Canghai had fought against Xiao Fan on the flying warship, he hadn't obtained any benefits before, and he did not expect that he would come back again.

"Noisy!"

Lei Canghai gave a cold scream, flashed his body and slammed towards Guan Xiaoqi, all around him, flashing white thunder and lightning, crackling, with shocking momentum.

"roll!"

The fat man stepped forward and stood in front of Guan Xiaoqi. He shouted angrily, and the void trembled violently. The fat man spit out a white lightning and rushed towards Lei Canghai.

With a bang, Lei Canghai's palms collided with the white lightning. Lei Canghai stepped back a few steps, looked at the fat man with a solemn expression, and said solemnly: "Leiden Will, who are you?"

"Leaving the emperor's dynasty, Nangong Xiaoxiao!" The fat man stood with his hands folded, looking at Lei Canghai with a cold expression.

"Emperor Great Cang Dynasty, Lei Canghai!" Hearing Fatty's self-introduction, Lei Canghai's heart sank. He naturally knew who Nangong Xiaoxiao was. That was the legend of the Great Li Dynasty.

But he had no fear at all. He looked at the fat man and the others coldly, with a high expression on his face, and said coldly: "As long as you hand over Xiao Fan, I will forgive you not to die!"