The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

"The royal court?" The clan leader snorted coldly, "Don't bring up the royal court again."

The more they thought about the strange token she threw out last time, the more they felt something was wrong.

How could a young girl like her have the ability to be involved with the royal court?

Ming Fan: "It seems like you guys don't take the royal court seriously at all."

Sect Master: "Stop talking nonsense. Don't say there is no royal court. Even if someone from the royal court really came, you can't escape today."

Ming Fan: “Oh, really?”

The sect leader did not give Ming Fan a chance to react, and pointed the blade in his hand at her again, straight into her forehead.

Ming Fan raised his eyes, spiritual energy burst out from his body, he slapped the stone pillar in front of him with his palm, and used the force to leap backwards.

Sect Leader: "Want to run?"

"I didn't think so."

Ming Fan cut his palm to force out blood, and smeared the blood on the blade of the Three Spears Sword. In an instant, the blade of the Three Spears was ignited with black and purple flames.

This flame is strange. On the surface, you can't feel any temperature, but it has an indescribable heat.

The clan leader stared at the flames on Sanmao's body, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

She actually had two kinds of strange fire, and she had fused the two kinds of strange fire with her own spiritual power!

Although the former is rare, the latter is more shocking.

You know, taming the strange fire and refining the strange fire are two different things.

Ming Fan swung out three spears and held them horizontally in front of him to block the falling blade. He was forced by the sect leader to kneel down and slide out.

Ming Fan took this attack head-on and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, but his black eyes became brighter.

"Come again!"

After saying that, Ming Fan swung out three spears, knocking back the sect master's blade, then flew forward and stabbed the three spears straight at the sect master's... lower body.

Sovereign: "@￥#@#%"

She is so young but she doesn't learn well.

Elder Wang Ting: "..."

Scored twice, no comment.

Ming Fan's flame was so strange that an absurd idea flashed through the sect leader's mind.

Even if he were to take on Ming Fan's black and purple flames, he would probably get into trouble.

The sect leader took a step back, then flew into the air, clasped his hands together, and blasted a seal at Ming Fan on the ground.

Ming Fan looked up at the killing move that was coming in just a moment, and with a thought, he disappeared on the spot.

metropolitan:"?"

I underestimated her.

"Owner!"

When Bandong saw Mingfan suddenly appear, he ran over affectionately and rubbed his big head in Mingfan's arms.

Ever since Ming Fan entered the Map of Ten Thousand Demons, he was sealed in the Red Lotus Secret Realm and cut off from Ming Fan.

But it doesn’t matter. The master must have his reasons for not looking for him.

He waited quietly, and finally Ming Fan came to him on his own initiative, and he was very happy.

The complete opposite of Half Egg is the Red Flame Dragon Flame.

Seeing Mingfan suddenly appear like a ghost without any warning, the whole snake body shook.

"You, you won't..." You're going to get hit again.

After the chopping a few days ago, the scales on his body have not grown back yet, and they are scattered all over the body, looking very miserable.

I'm scared. I'm really scared.

Ming Fan rubbed the big head of half an egg, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and was amused and confused by Chi Yan Long Yan's reaction.

"Turning a snake into a dragon is a blessing in disguise. You haven't thanked me yet."

As he said this, he took out a soul-restoring pill from the ring and threw it into his mouth.

Chiyan Longyan rolled his eyes. Thank you? Thank you XX. This blessing is for you. Do you want it?

Then he turned his back and ignored Ming Fan.

"You are injured, Master."

The half egg blinked its blue eyes and flames suddenly appeared on its body.

Ming Fan knew that Banledan was concerned about her, so she touched the two horns on his head to comfort him.

Banxiaodan's face turned red and he lowered his head.

"Don't worry, kids. I'll go out and take care of that old man and bring you home."

Half an egg opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but Ming Fan had already flashed out of the Red Lotus Secret Realm.

"Don't worry, she will be fine even if others are in trouble."

Chiyan Longyan said this and continued to shrink and heal his wounds.

Instead of worrying about her, it is better to worry about the person she is facing.

Most of Ming Fan's spiritual energy had recovered. He made a sword flower with his hand and spoke to the sect leader.

"Okay, now let's continue."

The sect leader was stunned, really stunned.

He now understood that this damn girl was treating him as a sparring partner.

He was a dignified divine cultivator, but he had to serve as a sparring partner for a little girl who had reached the state of out-of-body experience for half a day. He was so angry.

"court death!"

"It's not certain who will die."

Ming Fan quickly made a hand gesture, bit his fingertips and wiped the talismans between his eyebrows, then turned around and threw out a pile of messy talismans.

The leader was serious, and so was she.

Ming Fan clasped her hands together and slowly opened them. The three spears were suspended between her palms, emitting a little bit of brilliant light.

Nine figures condensed from beside her, and they looked at the sect leader with smiles on their faces.

"So what if he's a deity? Even if he is, I'm still going to fight him."

Nine figures moved at the same time, each one condensed into something as solid as a substance, and the sword intent emanated from the nine phantoms.

The sect leader pursed his lips and opened his eyes wide, his sleeves rustling in the wind condensed from spiritual energy.

But Ming Fan seemed to be able to predict it. He was always able to avoid his moves when he made them, and then create some trouble for him unexpectedly.

Weird, extremely weird.

Elder Wang Ting looked at Ming Fan, and a gleam of light flashed in his turbid eyes.

He seemed to understand why the higher-ups were so interested in her.

This little girl does have some skills.

Ming Fan is as nimble as a loach and as annoying as a fly.

The sect leader was distracted and a big hole was burned on his sleeve by Ming Fan's strange fire.

The group of Futu Sect disciples who were knocked unconscious by Ming Fan earlier slowly woke up. The first thing they saw when they opened their eyes was Ming Fan beating the Sect Leader.

Disciples: "..."

They must not have woken up yet.

When he opened his eyes again, it was still Ming Fan beating up the Sect Master...

The impact of this scene was so great that all the disciples of Futu Sect were dumbfounded.

This... Could it be that their Futu Sect is going to change its owner? ?

The sect leader never dreamed that one day he would lose face in front of the sect disciples and be overpowered by a little girl who had reached the pinnacle of spiritual enlightenment.

But Mingfan knew that although she seemed to have the upper hand over the sect leader, she actually didn't gain any benefit.

The divine doctor Taoist professor's little bit of foresight made her seem to suppress the sect leader at every turn.

Ming Fan felt a pain between his brows and his movements faltered for a moment. The sect leader's blade slashed at his shoulder, leaving it numb.

The sect leader frowned and couldn't cut it!

Is she made of stone?!

Ming Fan was shocked and flew backwards, hitting a tree with a bang. The big tree behind him actually broke with a snap.

metropolitan:"……"

It’s really hard.

Disciples: "..."

I couldn’t imagine how painful it would be if such a hard fist hit them in the face.

Ling Xiao swallowed silently. He dared to think about it. Not only did he dare to think about it, he had already tried it.

It fucking hurts.

"you again."

A powerful pressure came, and as soon as Ming Fan got up, he was nailed to the ground by the pressure.

Familiar pressure, familiar formula.

Sure enough, the next second, the ancestor of the Futu Sect appeared at the Futu Sect gate, looking at them with a sharp gaze.