"Junior brother!" Zhou Fan saw Lou Yehua sitting on the ground in a daze, and quickly stretched out his right hand and shook it in front of Lou Yehua's eyes.

"Junior brother, junior brother!"

"Huh~~"

Lou Yehua breathed lightly and stood up.

"Is it okay, Senior Brother Lou?" Tu Mengmei said worriedly.

After all, this thing was brought by her.

Lou Yehua shook his head, patted his head, and said in a daze, "It's okay, let me slowly, too much information has been stuffed into my mind."

After saying that, he lay on the chair, his eyes closed and motionless.

Zhou Fan and Tu Mengmei looked at each other and saw a hint of joy in each other's eyes.

Judging from Lou Yehua's appearance just now, it didn't seem to have suffered any harm, but it seemed to have accepted some inheritance.

After all, such situations also happen frequently in the world of practice.

When Zhou Fan was in Chongyang City, Huiyang Prefecture City, he heard a lot in Yanfeng Pavilion. He chose the owner of the treasure, an inconspicuous thing that could be seen everywhere, either a hidden legacy of masters, or a secret key, a powerful magic weapon, the least effective one is a treasure of heaven and earth, which can make a fortune.

However, most of the protagonists are casual cultivators or small sects, and few disciples of big sects. As for the sects like Lou Yehua, Zhou Fan has never heard of any of them.

This has almost become a law in the world of cultivation. Many of them are flowing out of the hands of major forces, and are eventually obtained by casual cultivators or people from small sects, becoming a series of good stories.

"Senior Brother, didn't you say that a top sect like us would not have such an opportunity? Why did Senior Brother Lou..." Tu Mengmei chuckled.

"Who knows, who said that this kind of opportunity asked? I just didn't expect that Jintao Sect tried his best to get the inheritance of this strange treasure. Junior Brother Lou asked him to throw himself into his arms as soon as he met. How could Jintao Sect feel so good?" Zhou Fan shook his head and smiled.

"The opportunity is unpredictable, and it should be obtained by Senior Brother Lou." Tu Mengmei curled her lips and said.

"What the junior sister said...well?"

Zhou Fan stood up and looked at Lou Yehua with a heavy expression.

There were nowhere to be found, filling Lou Yehua's surroundings, gradually spreading to the entire courtyard, and tending to continue to extend outward.

Zhou Fan stretched out his hand and waved it in front, gaining nothing.

Zhou Fan tried it, but his divine thoughts could not be controlled and his magic weapon could not be stopped. It seemed that the clouds were hidden in another void, and what he saw in front of him was just a projection.

The strange thing about this cloud and mist seemed to appear out of thin air. Now the entire courtyard has become a world of white mist. Fortunately, the divine thoughts are not blocked.

"Senior Brother, what should I do? If this continues, I will be discovered sooner or later." Tu Mengmei frowned.

"Senior Brother Lou is still lying there." Pointing to Lou Yehua lying on the chair, Tu Mengmei looked sad.

As soon as the clouds appeared, Zhou Fan was about to take Lou Yehua away. Unfortunately, as soon as he approached, an invisible barrier blocked Zhou Fan. No matter how hard Zhou Fan tried, he could not get close to Lou Yehua's body.

Zhou Fan is also at a loss now. Unknown things are often the most frightening because you don’t know what will happen next moment.

"Hey, senior brother, look, the clouds are not spreading anymore." Tu Mengmei pointed outside and said loudly.

Seeing this, Zhou Fan quickly took out a few flags from the storage bag and arranged them around the courtyard.

This is a illusion array that confuses the mind.

From the outside, the surrounding courtyard is still the same as before. Unless the God Transformation Realm comes in person, no one can see that 99% of those below the God Transformation Realm.

"call."

After setting up the illusion array, Zhou Fan just breathed a sigh of relief.

A thick, vast, and magnificent pressure came unexpectedly. Zhou Fan was still in a state of breath and was in a state of discomfort.

Tu Mengmei was not much better either. She half-kneeled on the ground, her face was very pale.

"Master...Brother...You..." Tu Mengmei blushed before she said these four words.

"...Huh." After holding it in for a long time, Zhou Fan finally vomited out the tone that was stuck in his chest, and his whole body felt much more relaxed.

Zhou Fan's resistance to pressure was pretty good. With a thought, the Linglong Tower enveloped Tu Mengmei.

Under the mysterious yellow light curtain, Tu Mengmei felt relaxed and his words became much more flexible.

"Senior Brother, I've given you Linglong Tower, what should you do?"

Zhou Fan shook his hand, "It's okay, I can still hold on..."

Suddenly the pressure became stronger, and even the light curtain of Linglong Tower shook.

"Senior Brother!" Tu Mengmei exclaimed.

"No...it's okay...junior sister... don't... worry."

Ang~~~

A desolate sad sarcasm flowed towards all directions like a rolling tide, and followed by a wave of supreme pressure.

"Click~"

The Xuanhuang Light Curtain was broken and the Linglong Tower fell to the ground.

Tu Mengmei, who has no protection from Linglong Tower, faces this supreme pressure, well, nothing is happening.

Because at this time, a bird full of flames hung above Tu Mengmei, beside Tu Mengmei, with no pressure left.

Zhou Fan was in trouble and was lying on the ground. If Tu Mengmei hadn't arrived by Zhou Fan's side, the consequences would be hard to say.

With Tu Mengmei's protection...well... Zhou Fan has time to look at the bird.

"Surf Bird!!!" Zhou Fan blurted out.

"Senior Brother, do you know something?" Tu Mengmei turned around and asked.

"It's not the time yet, I'll tell you later." Zhou Fan shook his head, looked at the shattered illusion array, then looked at the green dragon surrounding Lou Yehua's whole body, and held his forehead and said, "Now, I hope this movement will not be a big deal."

In fact, this was a big mess.

Zhou Fan is blessed by Tu Mengmei.

As the pressure dissipated around, Yan Jianshan was the first to be affected.

All the creatures on the mountain, including the spirit beasts, fell unconscious on the ground.

Of course, Lu Ming, who had a white tiger on his head and Chang Lei, who had a black treasure on his head, were not included. They took Zhen Depang to Zhou Fan's courtyard quickly.

The desolate sad sarcastic sarcasm accompanied by the pressure, gradually spreading along Yanjian Mountain to Huiyang Prefecture, Daxia, Dongshengzhou, and even the entire Zhongtian Great World.

In the entire Zhongtian world, all living beings heard this sad roar.

Fortunately, after leaving Huiyang Mansion, the pressure was not so powerful.

It just makes people feel palpitations.

But the closer the entire Huiyang Mansion is to Yanjian Mountain, the more serious the situation is.

On the sky not far from Yanjian Mountain, Yu Jingcheng was lying in a white cloud, sleeping quietly.

When the pressure hit, a backward planting onion rolled down from the clouds.

"What happened to the Heavenly Lord of Fusheng Wuliang?" Yu Jingcheng stopped in the sky.

When he looked up at the sky inadvertently, he was stunned.

It was clearly blue sky and white sun, but in the eastern starry sky, stars appeared one by one, and the light bursted out, and the tiny was revealed.

"Seven Constellations of Canglong!!" Yu Jingcheng exclaimed.

He quickly turned his mind to Yan Jianshan, and when he saw Lou Yehua, he frowned.
Chapter completed!