"What a good fellow, you are worthy of being the son of the ancestor who transformed into gods!"

Tang Fan raised his head and looked at the radiant magic weapons around him, and was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Make a fortune!"

Any of these magic weapons are worth a fortune, even though with Tang Fan's current worth, he already has no shortage of money.

However, when he thought about the value represented by that spiritual coin in the spiritual world, he felt that he was still too poor.

He couldn't bear to destroy these magic weapons, so he summoned the Nine Phoenix Divine Fire and let it consume the power of the magic weapons. Then he erased the divine consciousness on it and put it all into the Qiankun Bag.

Although he and Xiaojiu cooperated tacitly, it still took a little time.

Bailiwei took advantage of this opportunity and escaped several miles away.

Tang Fan unfolded his consciousness, looked at Bailiwei in the distance, and fell into deep thought.

There was no mortal enemy between him and Bailiwei, and he had killed all of the other party's subordinates and obtained so many magic weapons. It would be of no benefit to kill him again.

In the final analysis, this guy just has a bad mouth.

"With my current strength, it would be unwise to offend a god-forming ancestor rashly. I might as well sell him a favor. If Baili Changsheng is smart, he will definitely be able to distinguish what happened today when he learns about it in the future.

"

"What's more, he must know what kind of virtue his son is! Even if he comes to trouble me in the future, my cultivation may have broken through by then."

"It's still important to get the dragon's blood now. There shouldn't be any more complications. I don't know what dangers there are in the Blood Saint Sect..."

"But if I just let him go, it seems like I'm afraid, so I still have to teach him a lesson!"

Tang Fan's eyes flashed and he already had an idea.

He slammed the Qiankun bag and took out the shrunken flying boat.

As soon as his consciousness moved, the flying boat immediately grew larger. He stepped on top of the flying boat and took out several spiritual stones and pressed them into the grooves.

"Buzz..."

After feeling the spiritual power, the flying boat immediately began to tremble violently.

"Show me your top speed!"

Tang Fan's consciousness moved and the flying boat flew away instantly.

"Bang bang bang..."

Supplemented by powerful spiritual power, the flying boat pierced the void like a sharp sword, and instantly turned into a black dot in the distance.

"What a brutal speed..."

The Panshan Sutra in Tang Fan's body was running, and thunder armor was formed outside his body. Otherwise, at such a speed, if his cultivation was not strong, his physical body would definitely be torn into pieces by this speed.

In the distance, Bailiwei's speed slowed down slightly.

He was already seriously injured, and with such an explosion of speed, his body was a little overwhelmed.

"Tang Fan, you are the only one who still wants to fight me!"

Bailiwei turned around and didn't see Tang Fan. He raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, feeling like he was surviving a disaster.

"When I go back and find my father, I will let him catch you, and then I will beat you hard..."

Bailiwei suddenly heard a whistling sound coming from behind him, and a black dot drew a black line in the void and landed on top of his head in an instant.

"So fast, this is... Tang Fan!"

When Bailiwei saw clearly that standing on the flying boat was Tang Fan, who was full of evil spirits, he was so frightened that he turned around and ran away.

"The speed is really fast, and it doesn't consume too much cultivation. It just consumes too many spiritual stones!"

Tang Fan looked at the spirit stones on the flying boat that had turned into powder, and felt heartbroken.

"The price of oil in the world keeps rising. I didn't expect that the fuel for this flying boat is so expensive!"

After Tang Fan sighed, he looked up at Bailiwei who was still running away. He first shrunk the flying boat and put it into the Qiankun bag, then flew after him.

"Bai Liwei, you don't have to run away, I won't kill you!"

Tang Fan stepped into the air and turned his hand into a claw, grabbing at Bailiwei's back.

"boom!"

A huge hand burning with flames appeared in the void, like a ferocious fire dragon.

"I believe you as a ghost!"

Bailiwei didn't look back, slapped his forehead with his palm, sprayed out a mouthful of blood, and increased his speed a little.

But he has already reached the end of his strength, and his current speed is not even 20% of what he was at his peak.

As soon as he picked up his speed, he felt a burst of heat from behind, and his waist tightened. He was already controlled by Tang Fan's flame claws.

"Tang Fan, my father is Baili Changsheng, he is the ancestor of Zhengyang Sect's transformation of gods, you..."

"Idiot, if I was afraid of him, I would have run away a long time ago. Will I still chase him?"

"you……"

"What happened today was because I provoked you?"

"snort!"

"Is the hatred between me and the Zhengyang Sect related to your Baili family?"

"you……"

Bailiwei frowned and was immediately stopped by Tang Fan's question. He didn't understand what he meant.

"I don't want to kill you, but you provoked me after all, so you still have to pay a price!"

Tang Fan glanced at his storage bag and coughed dryly: "It depends on you, what price you want to pay!"

"Are you serious?"

Bailiwei thought of the two questions Tang Fan asked him before, and gradually came to a realization.

"really!"

"Everything in this is for you!"

Bailiwei simply pointed at the storage bag.

"You are really smart!"

Tang Fan snatched his storage bag, erased his consciousness, took a look inside, and smiled happily.

Although there are not many magic weapons left inside, there are many spiritual stones and elixirs.

"Death penalty can be avoided, but living crime cannot be avoided!"

Tang Fan's eyes suddenly turned cold and he slapped Baili Wei on the body.

"boom!"

Bailiwei spurted out a mouthful of blood and felt as if his body was about to explode. His cultivation level was rapidly passing away, causing his strength to fall to the level of pill formation.

"Go back and reflect!"

"Wait a moment!"

"Do you have anything else?"

"You...really don't want to kill me?"

"I don't kill you, not because I'm afraid of you. If you can't figure it out, ask your father when you go back! In addition, you can help me pass on a message and tell the Zhengyang Sect leader that if you stop here, I will no longer pursue the past.

Do it, otherwise...you will be responsible for the consequences!"

After Tang Fan finished speaking, he flew away.

However, he secretly left a spiritual consciousness on Bailiwei's body.

"Why!"

After Bailiwei saw that Tang Fan had really left, he got up from the ground. Although the trip suffered heavy losses, he finally saved his life.

He didn't dare to stay here for a long time and wanted to leave Dading Mountain as soon as possible.

Because this is the territory of the Blood Saint Sect, and he has always heard that the people of the Blood Saint Sect are murderous, he doesn't want to be taken advantage of.

However, he had not gone more than two miles when a sneer suddenly came from behind.

"ah……"

Bailiwei quickly turned around and saw a young man in white standing behind him. The young man's face was expressionless, but he was full of evil energy.

"Do you have anything else?"

Bailiwei asked doubtfully.

The young man in white just grinned, suddenly stretched out his palm, and used a black tiger move to dig out the heart.

"boom……"
To be continued...