Shengdan Holy Mountain! Inside a main hall.

Si Wuji was still seriously injured, but he was able to walk down the ground. At this moment, he came to the front of the Son of Dan and gave a respectful salute.

"Disciple Si Wuji, pay homage to Master!" Si Wuji stared at the Dan God Son and said respectfully.

"I only accept you as a registered disciple, you remember it clearly!" Dan Shenzi took a sip of tea and said in a low voice.

A registered disciple, if you cause a big disaster outside, it has nothing to do with me, but the disciples you should have must not be filial to you.

"Yes!" Si Wuji nodded.

Si Wuji naturally understood the meaning of the Dan God Son, and there was a hint of indifference in the snake's eyes. Obviously, Si Wuji was just to borrow the name of the Dan Holy Realm.

"Your injuries will be a while before you can recover. Let's take some more days to cultivate. Every day, remember to give me a bowl of blood to me. I will help you study the injuries!" The Son of Dan Shen said indifferently.

Studying the injury situation is clearly just taking dragon blood to refine elixirs. However, Si Wuji would not say it.

"yes!"

"Well, just go and rest!" said Dan Shenzi lightly.

"Master, I have some foundation in Chilian Mountain. Now, the forces from all directions are eyeing me Chilian Mountain. I want to use Master's name to shock some of the sluts!" Si Wuji said respectfully.

This is the ultimate goal of Si Wuji.

The son of Dan looked at Si Wuji: "It's just a slut in all directions?"

"Yes!" Si Wuji nodded.

The Son of Dan was also very clear about the four parts of the Chilian Holy Land. After all, the Son of Dan was always in the Eastern Palace.

"Okay, when you leave, I will send some immortals to you and let you go with you. I will definitely not dare to invade the Chilian Holy Land!" The son of the Dan God nodded.

"Thank you Master!" Si Wuji immediately showed a look of great joy.

"From now, take blood and they can teleport it!" said the son of Dan.

Si Wuji's face froze, and he said, "You have to take my dragon blood all the time?"

As if he saw Si Wuji's resistance, the son of the Pill God said lightly: "Your poisonous dragon body is thirty feet long. A bowl of blood is nothing. Don't worry, you won't treat you badly. When you leave, bring some spiritual pills and medicines back to make up for some blood loss!"

"Yes!" Si Wuji nodded helplessly.

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Shengdan Holy Mountain! Saint Maiden Peak!

"Wang Xiong is gone?" Lan Liyan looked at a fairy and asked.

"Yes, saint! Wang Xiong hurriedly left Danxian City. After hearing from Senior Brother Chi Bingzi, he seemed to have sent someone to see it, but he was stopped by the King of the Southern Qin Dynasty! Now, no one knows where Wang Xiong is going!" said the fairy.

Lan Liyan nodded. At the same time, he looked at the immortals around him, and a trace of coldness flashed in Lan Liyan's eyes.

After the incident of Xing Lao Gui, all the masters of the vein were still scared. Almost, Lan Liyan died. This danger must not happen again. Therefore, the immortals who came to protect and monitor Lan Liyan suddenly doubled.

At this moment, there were more than a hundred immortals surrounding Lan Liyan.

Although there are many immortals, no one dares to trust Lan Liyan because Lan Liyan understands that these people want to eat themselves.

The immortals in front of them also wanted to eat with one hand and one foot. The old ghost Xing opened a bad head, and the immortals were afraid that they would be useless to get the water from the bamboo basket. Instead of not being able to eat when they were mature, it would be better to eat it early, which also had some therapeutic effects.

Therefore, the hundreds of immortals who monitored themselves also had ulterior motives.

Lan Liyan could feel their bad intentions. Perhaps everyone wants to learn to punish the old ghost, so it’s time to eat first!

Lan Liyan's eyes were cold: "They must be dispelled!"

It is not enough to eliminate the greed of these immortals. Maybe one morning when I wake up, I will be rushed to eat by a certain immortal. But how can I dispel the greed of these immortals?

"Old Ghost Xing must die!" A murderous aura flashed in Lan Liyan's eyes.

"Saint, where are you going?" The immortals immediately surrounded Lan Liyan when they saw that he stepped onto the crane.

"One of mine has been thrown at Xingyu Peak, I want to go and have a look!" Lan Liyan said.

"Xingyu Peak?" The immortals nodded in confusion.

As long as you don’t leave the sect, the saint can go anywhere.

Soon, the group arrived at Xingyu Peak. The entrance to the underground palace was covered by a new palace. No one could enter, and many people were also depressed.

"Saint, what are you looking for?"

"Saint, the old ghost Xing is still in the underground palace. If it comes out, it will be dangerous. Let's stay away from here!"

"Saint, let's find it for you!"

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The immortals were extremely attentive, but Lan Liyan didn't tell anyone what they had lost. They just searched here, but couldn't find them, and they stayed there for the time being, making the immortals confused.

Everyone asked Lan Liyan to be careful of Xing Laogui coming out, but Lan Liyan's purpose of this trip was to wait for Xing Laogui.

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In the underground palace.

Old Ghost Xing was already poisoned, his whole body turned purple, his lips turned white, and he was bitten by a large number of poisonous snakes, which was attacked by the poisonous gas.

"Bastard Wang Xiong, bastard Lan Liyan. Why are you still not here?" Old Ghost Xing was extremely depressed.

Xing Laogui ambushed Wang Xiong and his party here, but for some reason, Wang Xiong and his party never came back, which made Xing Laogui extremely depressed. He couldn't bear it anymore.

After looking at the stone gate of the underground palace behind him, Old Ghost Xing could imagine that the Forty-Seven Meridians should be crazy at this moment and want to tear himself into pieces.

But I didn’t eat all Lan Liyan and even made me go back with a slut. What’s the matter?

I can't wait any longer, I am not a poisonous immortal after all! The poison on my body is getting heavier and heavier, and if I continue to consume it, I will be finished.

"Go out first, the masters of the meridians are my brothers after all, so I won't kill me all!" Xing Laogui comforted himself.

With trembling hands, Xing Laogui instantly pushed open the stone gate of the underground palace and stepped out of the underground palace.

At this moment, outside, Lan Liyan found the hall again.

After waiting for three days, the surrounding immortals were a little impatient to wait. Lan Liyan thought he couldn't wait. At this time, the gate of the underground palace opened.

There was no one in the hall, only Lan Liyan at the entrance of the hall.

The moment the old ghost Xing stepped out of the underground palace, he showed a look of shock. What's going on? The Forty-Seven Maimai is not here?

But the next moment, Old Ghost Xing widened his eyes and looked at the entrance of the hall with some disbelief.

"Holy, Saint?" Xing Laogui screamed.

How could the old ghost Xing think that Lan Liyan actually escaped? How did he escape? Also, Lan Liyan's arm has recovered?

Old Xing Gui was astonished as if he had seen a ghost. However, Lan Liyan showed a look of joy.

Before the Xing Laogui could react, Lan Liyan rushed towards Xing Laogui.

"What's the situation?" Old Ghost Xing glared.

"Ah~~~, help~~~~~~!" Lan Liyan suddenly let out a 'scream'!

"What?"

"Stop, Xing Lao Gui, let the Saint go!"

"Master, come quickly, Old Ghost Xing is going to capture the saint again!"

"Master, the saint is in danger, save the saint!"

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The immortals on Xingyu Peak suddenly changed their faces and looked at the scene in front of them in horror.

Old Ghost Xing grabbed Lan Liyan again and compared Lan Liyan's hand behind him. Lan Liyan was in great pain.

"Old Ghost Xing, you are looking for death!"

"Old Ghost Xing, you dare!"

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A group of immortals flew from all directions, and even the palace outside the underground palace exploded instantly.

Old Ghost Xing looked at countless immortals from all directions in a daze, and the overwhelming momentum seemed to completely destroy himself.

Old Ghost Xing looked at Lan Liyan who was "tucked" in front of him. No, it was not that he had locked Lan Liyan himself, but on the contrary, Lan Liyan stuck himself.

Old Ghost Xing was extremely poisoned and his strength was not as strong as that of an ordinary martial saint at this moment. How could he do anything to Lan Liyan? Lan Liyan held his hands behind his back and grabbed his hands, making it as if he was holding him hostage.
To be continued...