The magic array contains mysterious prohibitions, which are stimulated at this moment. The explosion power after the magic array collapsed did not sweep across the world. Instead, under the control of the restriction, they gathered together to form a backlash force, which hit the huge palm shadow.

After many times of washing, the huge palm shadow was no longer as domineering as it was at the beginning. With the explosion of the backlash power, the two roared and collided, melting each other, always maintaining a balance of power. In the end, they collapsed one after another and disappeared together.

Du Fan flashed and stood between the ancestor Wentian and Han Qianxue. He glanced at the black treasure tripod in the air and the purple-black pills on the ancestor Wentian's hand, and couldn't help but feel bitter and powerless in his heart.

Among Du Fan's various magical powers, if we talk about the power, the 11-1 dog abuse steps are the best. However, this step in front of a God Transformation Period was like a joke. Not only did it not hurt the other party, but it also gave an opportunity. The ancestor Wentian used this to refine a magic pill called "Divine Destruction Pill". How ironic and helpless it is.

"I have heard that a great golden elixir power emerged in the cultivation world of Zhongzhou, known as the number one person under the Nascent Soul, but Du Xiaoyou's performance is not just the number one person under the Nascent Soul? I'm afraid that ordinary Nascent Soul will not be your opponent in the middle and late stages, but that attack just now should be your limit." Wentian's ancestor shook his sleeves, put away the black treasure tripod and the God-Destroying Pill, turned to look at Du Fan, and said with a smile on his face.

"Let her go, whether it is Huang Tian's things or magical powers, as long as you ask the ancestor Tian a word, I, Du Fan, will not frown, and I, with all my hands." Du Fan said in a deep voice.

The ancestor Wentian shook his head and said lightly: "I have always been the only one. If I make a decision, I will not change easily. The life of this girl is determined, and my yellow things are also determined. My intention is the will of God, and no one can control it."

At this point, what else can Du Fan say? He twisted his body, and immediately a layer of golden crane phantom appeared on his body. He took him back suddenly and came to Han Qianxue in an instant.

Du Fan poked out one palm, grabbed Han Qianxue's wrist, slapped the storage bag around his waist with the other hand, and took out the memory talisman wood like lightning.

At this time, he didn't care about the fact that this woman was in seclusion and could not be disturbed. All he could do was to help the woman crush the memory mute wood. Although it seemed a bit overestimated by making such a small move in front of an old god-transforming monster, he always had to give it a try.

However, after he did this, he could not escape whether he succeeded or not, because he had no chance to pick up the memory talisman on the nearby ground. So as soon as he saw Han Qianxue, he aroused the ban around the memory talisman and decisively detonated it in order to prevent it from falling into the hands of the ancestor Wentian.

At this time, Du Fan was exhausted and had all his skills. He had no other bargaining chips to deal with the ancestor Wentian, hoping to send Han Qianxue away safely, and whether he was alive or dead was entirely up to the will of heaven.

The ancestor Wentian watched all this quietly, and had no intention of stopping it. I don’t know if it was out of conceit or for another reason.

Du Fan was delighted. He quickly sent the memory talisman into Han Qianxue's hand, pressed the woman's fingers with the other hand and pinched it hard. An "click" sound was heard, and the memory talisman was broken in response.

Just when Du Fan thought the task was done, the next scene made him stunned and he was stunned for a moment.

After the memory talisman wood shattered, a wisp of space fluctuation did float, but when this wisp spread to Han Qianxue, it was like a rock sinking into the sea and there was no movement. After a long time, Han Qianxue did not disappear, and still maintained her previous posture and sat cross-legged in place.

Seeing this, the ancestor Wentian frowned and said coldly: "Pretending to be a ghost!"

The ancestor Wentian took a step forward and appeared in front of Du Fan in an instant. With a wave of his arm, a hurricane suddenly rolled out, wrapping Du Fan directly into the distance. Immediately, he poked out a finger and slowly pointed at Han Qianxue's eyebrows.

"No!" Du Fan's eyes were about to break, and he roared wildly, and at the same time he tried his best to struggle violently. However, the hurricane was extremely tough and had no way to rush out.

"If you dare to touch a hair of her, I promise you won't get anything!" Du Fan's eyes were red and he shouted heart-wrenchingly.

"A woman of such a beautiful woman should keep her entire body even if she dies." A cruel smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her fingers were already placed on Han Qianxue's eyebrows.

"Your Dog Wentian, you must die a good death! I must kill you, I will kill all of you Wentian Sect, I will let Wentian Sect be removed from the list forever in this world!" Du Fan's heart was twitching and tingling. He was trembling all over, his face was twisted, and he looked like crazy.

The ancestor Wentian ignored Du Fan's threat and curse. As his thoughts moved, a powerful magic power poured into Han Qianxue's eyebrows through his fingers.

"Qianxue..."

Du Fan was heartbroken. He shouted the last sentence with despair at the top of his lungs, and closed his eyes in a blurred vision. Two lines of blood and tears flowed out from the corners of his eyes. His mind buzzed, and he felt a dizzy sound, as if the whole world was about to collapse.

Due to the dull pain in his heart, Du Fan gradually became numb and his consciousness blurred. Everything in front of him was like a dream, but some pictures were extremely clear, reminding him that this was not an illusory dream, but a real pain.

From the fairy martial arts showdown on the unknown island, the East China Sea is confused and shared hardships, to the reunion of the martial arts domain, the Nangong family joins hands to the trial, and to the friendship and companionship of Jiuzhou 6 over the years, scenes of the past are like fragments of time flashing through his mind over and over again.

The woman in white who was as cold as ice and had a peerless face had left a deep mark in his heart, and it would never disappear forever. Now, this beautiful woman who was a little innocent and kind is about to die in front of him. How can he bear this?

Between the reality and the illusion, Du Fan vaguely saw a magic power that slowly penetrated into Han Qianxue's eyebrows along the finger of the ancestor Wentian, wandering among the major meridians of this woman, constantly destroying the vitality in her body.

Not long after, this magic power flowed to Han Qianxue's dantian and Qihai, destroying the two most important parts of the practitioner's body. Even if the Daluo Golden Immortal is reincarnated, it is impossible to repair this body.

Finally, this magic power went up against the current, rushed into Han Qianxue's mind, and rampantly raging in the soul space...

...

After the casting of the spell, the ancestor Wentian moved his finger away, turned to look at Du Fan, raised his hand and dispersed the hurricane.

With a "plop", Du Fan fell to the ground, like a soulless walking corpse, weakly dying there, no longer struggle, no longer roaring, no longer suffering, as if the whole world had nothing to do with him.

Du Fan's expression was dull, his eyes were empty, and he didn't say anything. He could not see even a trace of human emotions on him. He just had two lines of blood and tears that had not yet dried up on his face, proving that he had once been in pain.

"Who is this girl? What does it have to do with you? In the world of cultivation, even if the biological children and dual-cultural partners die, they will not be like you are now." After a while, the ancestor Wentian spoke and asked with some difficulty.

Du Fan said nothing. After a long time, he smiled miserably, slapped the storage bag with one hand, took out the only thing inside, and drank the wine of the drunkenness and dreams.

Du Fan opened the lid, picked up the wine jar, put it beside his mouth and started drinking it.

This is the last step that Du Fan prepared for himself before facing the ancestor Wentian. When the worst situation occurs, drunkenness and dreams are the antidote to his pain, and it is also the last line of pursuing slim hope.

According to legend, in addition to its mellow taste, the wine of Drunken Life and Dream Death also has various mysterious effects. These effects vary from person to person, and there are many strange and unpredictable events that are unpredictable to gods and ghosts.

After drinking this wine, some people just slept for three days and three nights without any change; some people were enlightened in their sleep, and their cultivation level improved by leaps and bounds after waking up; some people dreamed of past and present lives, chasing the footprints in their memories, and reunite with the destined person; some people died, but did not really die, but their souls traveled to another interface; some people crossed the door of reincarnation and saved their mothers who had fallen for many years; some people ran through the long river of history and tampered with the things that had been born...

In short, the magical wine that was rumored to be drunk and dream-death wine seemed to have infinite possibilities after drinking it, which attracted countless powerful creatures to flock to the Dark Forest, and rushed to the Tongtian Rat Clan just to get a jar of drunk and dream-death.

However, there are also rumors that the God-Transforming Ancestor of the Tongtian Rat clan once clarified this matter in public, saying that all kinds of bizarre events about Drunk and Dreaming are all fictional, and Drunk and Dreaming and Dreaming and Dreaming and Dreaming have no incredible effects at all. It’s just that the alcohol is a little more powerful, which can easily cause illusions. It is like sayings such as past and present life, reincarnation, and tampering with history, which are purely false and unreliable.

No matter what the real situation was, Du Fan had already poured a whole jar of drunken wine into his stomach.

"What kind of sadness is that will make you lose your mind and place all your hopes on a jar of superstitious wine."

The ancestor Wentian looked at Du Fan and shook his head slightly, his expression a little complicated, but the next moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, and a bizarre event was truly born in front of him.

Behind Du Fan, a door appeared out of thin air, and the black air rolled, scattering the meaning of the underworld.

With a muffled "rumbling" sound, the door opened and two strange-looking creatures walked out of them. Their lower bodies were all human-shaped, but above their necks were a bull head and a horse-faced look a bit ferocious. (To be continued.)
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