Nine Gates of Immortals

Chapter 84 Changle Fruit

"Changle fruit, the king of medicine carried by Emperor Qinghua of the East Pole, has reached the level of a heavenly treasure. It can repair the scars of the Dao, and at the same time increase the lifespan! If it goes further, it will be a magic medicine, and it will allow the leader to live an extra life. Qing Emperor Hua kept it, perhaps waiting for the day when it would evolve into a magic medicine, but unfortunately he still didn't wait for it in the end."

The nine-headed lion is the mount of Emperor Qinghua of the East Pole, with boundless mana, he chases the leader directly.

Everyone stared at the Changle fruit covetously, but the nine lions were too powerful, they had suffered a small loss just now, and fell into a stalemate for a while.

It's just that who can bear to give up when the king of medicine is in front.

"It's better for everyone to abandon the previous suspicions and join forces temporarily to take down the nine lions and then determine the ownership of the Changle fruit!" Su Bei suddenly suggested that he was the first to come in, but he was the one with the least injuries. scary guy.

Everyone also knew that it might be difficult to fight alone, even escaping would be a problem, so they agreed first.

It's just that all of them have their own ghosts, and the bead tires are secretly knotted.

"Jingyue!" As the leading brother, Su Bei was the first to strike, with extraordinary momentum and full sincerity.

"Roar!" These nine lions are not vegetarians. Nine-color divine light erupts from its nine heads, which is so powerful that it is comparable to supernatural powers.

Although Luo Fan was behind, there was still a stream of light flying towards him, and he subconsciously raised his hand to block it.

A tortoise shell shone with mysterious light, and the divine light was immediately blocked by the tortoise shell in Luo Fan's hand, turning into nothingness.

"I found the treasure!" Luo Fan was overjoyed and held it firmly in his hands. Every time there was a radiance coming, he would use the turtle shell to block it. As time passed, his guess was further confirmed.

"Follow me!" Luo Fan dragged Yan Xiaoxuan to walk along the edge of the main hall. Now was not the best time to compete for the Changle fruit, so he slipped away while everyone was not paying attention, and slipped into the back hall.

"Why does this place look familiar?" Luo Fan saw a bathing pool with Jiulong Gongzhu, which was exactly the same as the layout of the little mortal's underground dragon palace.

As Luo Fan approached, his heart suddenly ached, and at this moment, Zi Yu's voice came leisurely.

"Where did you go, boy?"

"You finally woke up?" Luo Fan was overjoyed. With Ziyu, he had another barrier.

At this moment, a red light suddenly flew out from Luo Fan's chest, and a blood line fell into the bath in a parabolic shape.

"Drip it!" The pool of blood surged again.

Endless karma exploded, and the surrounding scene was also changing.

Pieces of bamboo forests rose from the ground around Luo Fan, the fairy music fluttered, the scene in front of him suddenly changed, and there were still many real people lined up on both sides, as if in a fairyland.

"Someone can actually come to Qibao Fangqian Forest!" The voice sounded familiar from the depths of the bamboo forest.

"Go!" Luo Fan protected Yan Xiaoxuan behind him, these were just projections of the past.

At the end of the bamboo path, a middle-aged man was kneeling on the ground with his back to him.

He got up slowly, and Luo Fan found that there was no one in front of him kneeling except a futon.

"It's you!" The middle-aged man was a little surprised to see Luo Fan.

"Senior recognize me?" Although Luo Fan felt that the middle-aged man in front of him was somewhat familiar, he couldn't recall it.

"Look at who I am again!" The middle-aged man suddenly swayed and turned into the dragon-headed man in the little world of mortals, and then turned into the flood dragon that crossed the catastrophe.

"Senior." Luo Fan called out a little guilty.

"Don't be afraid, since you returned the Blood Pond Hell today, that's a good thing, and if it wasn't for you, I'm afraid I'd die on the day of crossing the catastrophe." Jiaolong comforted Luo Fan, and suddenly glanced at Yan Xiaoxuan behind him, Eyes stare straight.

"Descendants of the Dragon Clan!" He blushed excitedly.

"Senior!" Yan Xiaoxuan greeted sweetly, and the two were considered close relatives, so they naturally developed a good impression.

"Okay, okay, today I am lucky enough to see the descendants of the dragon clan, it is really not in vain for me to survive for so many years."

As he spoke, Jiaolong began to pace up and down, as if he was worried about something.

"Senior?" Luo Fan was dazzled by him, so he had to interrupt.

"This is the first time we meet, I don't even have a decent meeting gift, it really hurts the face of my Dragon Clan!" Jiaolong blushed for the first time.

Just as Luo Fan was about to say it's okay, he was suddenly caught by a burst of nine-color divine light, and couldn't move.

"Is this God's will?" Jiaolong looked at the floating nine-color futon, a little dazed.

"Since you and I are destined, I will give you this Nine-Color Lotus Throne on behalf of Master, and I hope it will play a greater role in your hands." Jiaolong stretched out his hand, and the Nine-Color Lotus Throne flew over. Then he forced it into Yan Xiaoxuan's hands.

"Senior, I can't have it!" Yan Xiaoxuan pretended to be coy.

"Why can't you ask for it? Since you've already called me senior, this meeting gift must be given." Jiaolong seemed to have already counted himself in the Dragon Clan, and cared about these etiquettes.

"But, I just came here with my brother, he didn't even get any treasure, I can't be so selfish." Yan Xiaoxuan said and winked at Luo Fan.

"This—" Jiaolong's traditional thinking was at work, and he didn't think too deeply about it.

At this moment, a tortoise fell from the nine-color futon, slowly climbed up Luo Fan's trouser legs, and returned to his hand.

Luo Fan was surprised for a while, when did it escape?
"Yes! There is another treasure in the front hall. I will fetch it for you. It was the most important thing in Master's life." Jiaolong patted his head and thought of a good thing.

The three returned to the front hall, and the battle seemed to be coming to an end. After all, the nine lions were no longer as brave as they used to be, and they were still powerless to face so many cultivators.

Su Bei saw an opportunity, and was about to pick the Changle fruit, but was snatched away by a figure.

"Hey, this is for you. If you can find the fountain of youth, the blood of the emperor, the nine-color fire, and the seven-star sand, maybe it can evolve into a magic medicine." The middle-aged man transformed by Jiaolong casually The Changle fruit was handed over to Luo Fan, completely ignoring others.

At the same time, he said a lot of things that Luo Fan didn't even dare to think about.

But now he already has one, the Fountain of Youth.

"Luofan!" Su Bei's eyes were about to burst, how could he not be angry when he saw that what he got was taken first.

"He is Luo Fan?" Only at this moment did everyone know Luo Fan's identity.

"What, you're not convinced?" Luo Fan looked at Su Bei provocatively.

"Wind and Thunder Palm!" There was a person who was faster than Su Bei and took the first step, and it was Yuan Hong.

Waves of thunder burst out between the opening and closing of his palms.

"Xiao Jiu!" Jiaolong suddenly called out.

The originally languid nine-headed lion spat out a divine light from its mouth with great reluctance.

"Go back wherever you come from, this is not a place for you to run wild." Jiaolong waved his hand and impatiently issued the order to chase away guests.

"If you want us to go, then you have to see if you have the qualifications!"

(End of this chapter)