Although Zhao Die'er had seen Fairy Hanwu and the Four-Eyed Demon Lord, Ning Fan was not here at the moment, and the sudden arrival of these people made them unwary.

On the other hand, Fairy Loli was chewing Thunder Pills like beans, while looking at Fairy Han Wu like a curious baby.

Ren Xiaoluoli looked at herself curiously, but Fairy Han Wu was not worried. After all, she had already heard that this girl was Ning Fan's 'daughter'.

"Does he have a daughter..."

"He went to do something. He hasn't come back yet. Could something have happened?"

Fairy Hanwu calmly moves around the sky to heal her injuries. But her beautiful eyes flash with a look of worry from time to time.

She was worried about Ning Fan's safety, and for some reason, the scene of her brief acquaintance with Ning Fan always appeared in her mind.

The first time she met Ning Fan was on the boat in Bianliang City. She gave Ning Fan a cold look and did not look him in the eyes. However, after Ning Fan defeated the old monster with a palm, she finally started to look at him, but

There is no unnecessary emotion.

Seeing Ning Fan again, she and Ning Fan entered the maze of the Yellow River together. At the time of crisis, she was caught in Ning Fan's magic net, and she felt so numb that she felt ashamed...

She was very grateful for Ning Fan's help, but she blushed a little when she thought of the tingling feeling of being charmed.

After that, Ning Fan saved her again, saving her from the plot of Que Shenzi. Without Ning Fan, she would have died...

She was grateful to Ning Fan, and there seemed to be some unnecessary concern in her gratitude...

The scenes alternated, and she suddenly remembered Ning Fan's slightly lively words before.

Ning Fan left alone, obviously because he wanted to do some secret things, but he didn't tell her about those secret things, which was obviously to make things worse.

Thinking of this, Han Wu felt a little depressed for some reason. He sighed quietly.

"He should be fine..."

Fairy Hanwu sighed, and suddenly her beautiful eyes lit up.

At this moment, both Liu Yan and Zhao Dieer's beautiful eyes appeared radiant.

As for Xian Loli, she cheered and threw herself into the arms of a young man in white who slowly walked into the front hall.

"Dad, you are finally back! Xianxian misses you so much!"

"Well, I'm back."

Ning Fan rubbed the fairy's satin-like silver threads, frowned slightly, and looked out of the hall.

For some reason, the black snow that was already falling was getting lighter and lighter, but it started to fall heavily again this night...

The uneasiness caused by the Palm Luck Immortal Emperor dissipated, but a new uneasiness came again...

...

This day is destined to be a sad and helpless day for the Poison Dragon Patriarch. Although he is a powerful Immortal, he will definitely not end well if he is targeted by an Immortal Emperor with the Palm of the Eight Tribulations.

At this moment, the Poison Dragon Patriarch had no intention of disturbing the five realms of the human race with his troops, so he immediately issued an order to withdraw his troops and returned to the northern realm alone.

As soon as he returned to the north, the Poison Dragon Ancestor immediately contacted the True Dragon Clan and asked the clan to send other immortals to guard the wilderness. However, there was no response from the clan to his request.

"Damn it, do you want me to stay in the wilderness and wait for death? If the Eight Tribulations Emperor comes to the wilderness, how can I resist? I will only die!"

Feeling the blood marks on the palms etched into the bones of his body, the Poison Dragon Ancestor drank the spirit wine in a depressed mood, trying to drown his sorrows.

In his drunken state of mind, Poison Dragon Ancestor suddenly heard a sneer in his ears. As soon as the laughter came out, Poison Dragon Ancestor's whole body trembled and he immediately woke up.

"Ao... Immortal Lord Ao Xuan! Why are you here in the wilderness! Are you sent by the clan to take over my position?"

The Poison Dragon Ancestor stood up and said with an apologetic smile to the scarred man beside him who was sneering slightly.

"No! What the patriarch means is that you don't have to rush back to the wilderness at this moment, and you don't have to worry that the Human Immortal Emperor will harm you, because he has no chance to come to the wilderness!" Immortal Lord Ao Xuan said coldly.

"No chance to come to the wilderness? What do you mean?" Poison Dragon Ancestor was confused.

"Go out and see if the snow is getting heavier."

Upon hearing Ao Xuan's words, the Poison Dragon Patriarch immediately walked out of the hall and was shocked when he saw the scene of black snow flying outside.

"How is that possible! Niying has obviously been destroyed a lot, and the remaining formation has only been unlocked by 40%...How could this snow...could it be said..."

Ancestor Poison Dragon immediately looked towards Ao Xuan as if seeking confirmation.

"The patriarch had long expected that Ni Ying would be discovered by the human race, and had already prepared a replacement for Ni Ying. However, he did not expect that even the unsealing remnant formation would be destroyed... This is a bit troublesome."

"But it doesn't matter. Although only 40% of the remaining formation is left, it is still enough to sacrifice the wilderness and achieve the common goal of our True Spirit clan! One of the entrances to the Tianhuang Ancient Realm is in the wilderness, so this is the final step to unlock this entrance.

This is a perfect opportunity, and there is no room for error! The clan leader ordered you and I to work together to unblock the entrance to the ancient realm and retrieve the candle bow!"

"No one can come in or get out of this barbaric wilderness now! Even the Immortal Emperor is the same!"

Ao Xuan smiled almost cruelly. He came here not to exchange for the Poison Dragon Ancestor to return to Demon Spirit Heaven, but to help the Poison Dragon Ancestor complete his mission!
Chapter completed!