Tang Fan felt very uncomfortable when he said this.

"You will always be the young ancestor of the Five Immortals Sect!"

Zhang Badao said without any hesitation.

"Thanks!"

Tang Fan said without looking back.

"If he knows what the young ancestor of Tianxing Sect has done recently, I don't know what will happen..."

Zhang Badao said with a wicked smile.

"You should tell him..."

A white ring flew from the distance, and the shadow of a woman appeared from it.

"Yingzu, I..."

Zhang Badao was a little embarrassed and immediately explained: "I didn't mean to hide it, it was just because of his temper..."

"Forget it, if you don't tell him, he will know."

Gu Mengran spoke softly, as long as she took one look at Tang Fan, she would be satisfied.

She knew in her heart that she and Tang Fan both had missions, and meeting each other now would be of no use and would only add to the sadness.

Tang Fan flew forward for a distance and suddenly stabilized his figure. He felt a strong aura fluctuation in front of him.

He landed behind a big tree, and his soul flew out, activating the Purple Eye Spirit.

Soon, the scene ahead appeared in Tang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness.

I saw a group of monks forming a formation, like a giant sword, flying deep into the mountain.

In the center of the formation, stood a young man with an arrogant face. He was holding a folding fan in one hand and a woman in the other.
Chapter completed!