Abandoned Daughter Begins to Cultivate Immortality

Chapter 428 Elder Fan dies
As the explosion dissipated and the smoke filled the air, the originally blinding darkness slowly became thinner. Sunlight spread through the invisible cover of darkness, dispersing the last trace of darkness.

Because all the magic weapons were activated to self-destruct, Elder Fan's spiritual power had long been exhausted, and he lay limply on the ground. His hair and clothes were dirty, but his eyes were flashing with a crazy smile.

"Hahaha, so what if you are a genius? What if you are a fifth-level monster? Will you still die in my hands? ...cough cough cough..."

He put his hand on his chest and coughed violently, then vomited blood again.

"Why don't you come over and help me?"

Perhaps it was because of the murder he had just committed. Elder Fan's eyes were fierce and his voice was secretly cold, frightening Feng Chuchu, who was far away in the magic weapon and was also seriously injured.

Dragging his seriously injured body, he crawled to Elder Fan's side and staggered to help him up.

Although I didn't see the power of the explosion of those magic weapons with my own eyes because of the darkness, the fact that the hill I was standing on was instantly flattened was before my eyes. If I hadn't had the power given by my grandfather, I would have been able to live in the late stage of pill formation. The monk's shield, which he struck with all his strength, might have already met the King of Hell.

At this time, he was also very afraid of Elder Fan.

"Elder...Elder, you are so amazing!"

"Well, have you sent a message to the sect?" Although he disdains Feng Chuchu, who doesn't like to hear flattery?Hearing such praise, I felt extremely proud.

At the same time, he thought that all the hard work he had collected throughout his life was wasted at this moment, and his heart was bleeding continuously.

"Yes, grandpa said that he was chasing the ancient mythical beast Phoenix over at Bottomless End, so he sent others over. We..."

"What?...cough cough cough..."

Elder Fan grabbed Feng Chuchu's collar, and his eyes were splitting. Maybe it was because he was too excited and shocked, and he coughed even harder.

Feng Chuchu was frightened by the other party's move and stammered:
"Elder... Elder, are you okay?"

"Is everything okay? Do you think I'm okay? Your good grandpa deliberately pushed me away, but went to find the mythical beast by himself! Well, well done...cough...cough..."

Another mouthful of blood spat out, this time out of anger.

"My grandpa definitely didn't mean it. Besides, there are four Yuanying Ancestors among the monks. My grandpa can only form pills, so it's impossible..."

"Fuck off!"

Elder Fan didn't want to listen to Feng Chuchu's nonsense. He had just taken the pill and now his body had regained some strength, so he kicked her out in anger.

Why is it that with the Nascent Soul Ancestor here, it is impossible for the alchemy cultivator to obtain the divine beast?
Ha ha!

Who doesn't know that the recognition of a mythical beast as its master depends on fate?Even if the Nascent Soul Ancestor is here and the mythical beast wants to recognize its master, everyone has a chance.

Now because of such a nasty girl, he missed the opportunity to choose the master of the divine beast. He hated it!
and many more!

Just now, Miss Feng said she was chasing him?Doesn’t that mean we haven’t caught up yet?Maybe I still have a chance?

Thinking of this, Elder Fan staggered to the place where Feng Chuchu fainted and kicked him.

"Damn girl, get up, where is your grandfather now? Take me there quickly!"

Seeing the other party lying on the ground pretending to be dead, he couldn't help but kick him again.

"Get up! Don't fucking pretend to be dead, get up!" As long as he thought that the mythical beast Phoenix might have claimed its master now, his voice became more sinister every time.

The anxious Elder Fan only thought about the mythical beast Phoenix that might have belonged to him. Because Feng Zhuoling deliberately transferred him and fell into the hands of others, he kicked Feng Chuchu a little harder.He didn't notice at all that she, who was seriously injured and had not recovered, was getting weaker and weaker at this moment, until she had no breath at all.

After a few breaths, Elder Fan seemed to have noticed something was wrong. He bent down and touched the tip of her nose with his index finger, causing him to take a breath of cold air.

The fingers were retracted as if they were electrocuted, with horror and panic evident.

not good!

This girl was accidentally kicked to death by herself!
Even though Elder Fan was a vicious and scheming elder, he was so frightened when faced with Feng Chuchu's sudden death that he was stunned for a long time before showing a sinister smile.

It was in this half a moment that he came up with a brilliant idea to blame Feng Chuchu's death on the female cultivator just now, since there was no evidence of his death anyway.

As for Feng Zhuoling's ability to use secret methods to spy on the last image the deceased saw before his death, he also has a way to deal with it. After all, Feng Zhuoling's family is not the only one who has inherited the secret method.

Thinking of this, he said to Feng Chuchu who was still lying on the ground with a painful expression but lifeless expression.
"They killed you, and I also avenged you. When you get to the underworld... don't remember the wrong enemy!"

As he said that, he slapped his palm on her Heavenly Spirit Cap, and after a burst of spiritual power output, he burned the body clean with the fireball technique.

Keeping the whole body will only make people suspicious, so he simply does nothing to eliminate all signs that are not good for him.

After all these things were done, it only took a short time for the smoke to slowly dissipate from the place where the explosion occurred. Elder Fan found the little puppy that had taken in less air and put it into the spirit animal bag.

I didn't even have time to look for Moye Sword and wanted to leave, thinking that I would have plenty of time to look for it in the future, but the ancient beasts could only be encountered but not sought. If I missed it, I would hate it for the rest of my life.

But just as he was about to step away in the air, the place he glanced at was fixed there. He was so frightened that his feet went weak and he fell down from the height of just ten feet.

Regardless of the broken image, his face was pale and his mouth was trembling, and he didn't even know how to react.

If his heart was still roaming freely in the air just now, now it was kicked to the ground hard and stepped on twice mercilessly.

Fear and anxiety collided and surged through his veins like lava.

"Impossible...impossible..." he muttered to himself.

Behind the smoke, two straight figures slowly appeared. They looked at him with smiles, showing their strong white teeth, as if they were laughing at his hypocrisy and arrogance.

"Clap clap clap..."

Xia Chuxue clapped her palms crisply and looked at Elder Fan with disdain.

"Bringing blame for murder? Then we have to see if we both agree!"

He grabbed his hand in the air, and a coquettish fire lotus appeared inexplicably. The fire lotus was surrounded by scorching heat, and there was a vague indigo electric current flashing through it. The collision of electricity and fire, the fusion of ice and heat, two attributes that were obviously mutually reinforcing and incompatible. Strange coordination.

Elder Fan didn't have time to think about why they were still so meticulous after being bombarded repeatedly, and he didn't even have time to be afraid of the terrifying pressure brought by the enchanting fire lotus.

The pupils suddenly dilated and were hit by an electric current shot out of the fire lotus. Then a water net came over, crackling, and in just an instant, Elder Fan was turned into black carbon.

He didn't understand why then?
He obviously had the upper hand in everything, so why was there such a reversal in the end?

Elder Fan, a great alchemy master who was killed by a young Qi refining monk, would never have thought in his wildest dreams that he would die in such a humiliating way.

(End of this chapter)