After Tang Fan and Gui San made a plan, they immediately rushed to the Widow's Building with the talisman. He wanted to set up a protective formation as soon as possible.

At the same time, the head of the An family, An Dingxuan, also reported the death of his elder An Dingdong to the ancestor of the An family.

"What, you said Dingdong is dead?"

The ancestor of the An family was very shocked. An Dingdong was a strong man of the An family who was of the same generation as An Dingxuan and was deeply respected by him.

An Dingxuan nodded.

The ancestor of the An family calmed down his thoughts and asked again: "Have you found the bones?"

"There are no bones left."

"Tang Fan, I still underestimated him!"

An Dingxuan glanced at his ancestor and said, "Ancestor, I'm afraid you are the only one who can kill him with your own hands!"

"I can't kill him yet..."

Ancestor of the An family knew that An Dingxuan already had opinions about An family's recent losses of troops and generals.

"Ancestor, we can't bear it any longer!"

Andingxuan clenched his fists and roared.

"Shut up!"

The ancestor of the An family glared at him and said: "As soon as Tang Fan dies, the line between the east gate and the sea will be broken. Maybe we will never find the eternal treasure!"

"Ancestor, what if Tang Fan doesn't know the whereabouts of the Eternal Treasure?"

An Dingxuan said bitterly that in his opinion, his ancestor was a bit obsessed with wanting to live forever.

"Pass my order to everyone in the An family from now on. If you see Tang Fan walking around, I have other plans!"

"But……"

"Well, do you dare to disobey my orders?"

The ancestor of the An family frowned and was very unhappy.

"Don't dare!"

An Dingxuan was helpless, resigned with fists in his arms, and issued an order to the An family, telling them not to provoke Tang Fan.

…

Dadingshan, Tianhe Cave.

Deep in the cave of Old Man Tianhe, there are oil lamps placed one after another. To be precise, these are not oil lamps, but soul lamps.

What they burn is not oil, but blood. One of the soul lamps belonging to Wan Hong has been extinguished.

"Isn't this person the Nascent Soul?"

Old Man Tianhe waved his hand, brought Wan Hong's Soul Lamp in front of him, opened his mouth and sucked it, draining all the blood inside.

At this moment, his red eyes became even more intense.

"In the current world of cultivation, the Yuanying monks are completely under my control. Is it possible that there are younger generations who can break through?"

Old Man Tianhe murmured to himself, with a ferocious smile on his skinny face.

"It's interesting and interesting. Such a person must be a talented person. He can't be snatched away by others!"

Old Man Tianhe flew up, turned into a ball of red mist, and flew straight out of the cave.

As soon as this red mist appeared, all the peaks in the entire mountain range emitted red light, and the evil energy was overwhelming, turning the originally lush green peaks into a sea of ​​red.

The blood filled the air and formed a large, bright red cloud. On top of this bloody cloud, there was an even richer red mist.

This red mist gradually appeared and condensed into the figure of Old Man Tianhe.

He was surrounded by bloody clouds, like a residual cloud holding a bloody sunset.

He is high above, as if waiting for the worship of all living beings.

"Congratulations to our ancestor for coming out of seclusion!"

Countless monks flew out of various mountain peaks and hidden caves. They knelt down and faced the sky with excited expressions on their faces.

"Our Blood Saint Sect has closed its gates for a long time, and the world has long forgotten our existence. Today, it's time for us to show off our talents!"

Old Man Tianhe's voice was like rolling thunder, bombarding the hearts of all the disciples.

Old Man Tianhe waved his hands, and the blood-colored clouds under his feet separated again and gathered on the tops of the peaks, like pieces of auspicious clouds.

"My blood sect was once mistakenly called the demon sect, but we don't know that we were born to drive out demons. Without demons, there would be no good; without killing, there would be no peace. We take the name of demons, but in fact we do good deeds and seek the road!"

Old Man Tianhe's red eyes showed a look of reminiscence.

After finishing speaking, he looked down at the disciples and said calmly: "Where is the master?"

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

An old man flew out and stood in front of Old Man Tianhe. He was Ouyang Hong, the headmaster of the Blood Saint Sect.

"Send someone to investigate the cause of death of Chen Yang and Wan Hong quickly and find the murderer. Do not act rashly and obey my orders."

"As you command!"

Ouyang Hong immediately flew out and arranged for people to go.

"The Blood Sect appears in the world, the color of the sky changes, in the name of blood, the way of heaven is eternal..."

Old Man Tianhe waved his sleeves, turning into a blood mist and disappearing in an instant.

…

As soon as Tang Fan arrived near the Widow's Building, he was sensed by the strong man inside.

"You came……"

It's still that woman's voice.

"Senior, I'm going to set up a defensive formation near here. If there are soldiers and crabs attacking, you won't need to take action. Unless there are strong people, your intimidation will be needed."

"You're very thoughtful."

The woman fell silent after speaking.

Tang Fan stopped talking and immediately took out the talisman and began to set up an array around the surrounding villa area.

As each talisman flew out, an invisible net formed over the villa area.

"I didn't expect you to be able to set up a thunderous fire array. I really saw you right!"

As Tang Fan's formation was completed, the strong men in the Widow's Building exclaimed in admiration.

"Senior, do you know the name of this formation?"

Tang Fan was very surprised. He learned this defensive formation using talismans from the Dragon Crystal Heritage. He didn't expect the other party to know about it.

"It seems that you have a lot of secrets, haha..."

There were bursts of laughter in the widow's building.

Tang Fan cupped his fists and bowed to the Widow's Building, then turned and rushed to Shuangjing Mountain.

As soon as Tang Fan landed on the ground, he saw He Yuexiang from a distance, dressed in black and covered with green gauze.

Tang Fan was so frightened that he turned around and ran away, but she still saw him.

"Tang Fan, get over here!"

He Yuexiang has been staying here recently to assist He Lan in refining alchemy, and she is almost suffocated. Seeing Tang Fan coming, she will naturally not let him go.

"Uh...what a coincidence!"

Tang Fan had no choice but to bite the bullet and walked to He Yuexiang.

"Humph, why are you running?"

He Yuexiang pinched her waist and was furious. She was quite happy to see Tang Fan, but she didn't expect that this guy wanted to run away, which aroused an unknown fire in her heart.

"Well, I didn't run away..."

"Fart, you obviously want to run away! By the way, what did you call me?"

"Teacher...senior sister..."

Tang Fan had no choice but to squeeze out a smile.

"Why haven't you come to see Master recently?"

He Yuexiang rolled her eyes at him resentfully. In fact, she wanted to ask: Why don't you come to see me.

Tang Fan understood what she meant and explained: "I've been too busy recently and don't have time."

"Humph, you are such a heartless thing!"

He Yuexiang became even more annoyed when she heard his explanation.

"Senior sister, I'm here to set up a protective formation. Well, if you're okay, I...I'll go and get busy first."
To be continued...