Seeing that the dark alchemist could not stop Zhang Fan, he could only listen to Wu Yue's words.

But he was still a little dissatisfied: "This guy killed so many of our disciples in Poison Valley, so he let him run away like this?"

Wu Yue looked at the dark alchemist with deep affection in his eyes: "Even if everyone is dead, as long as you are fine."

The dark alchemist seemed a little shy when he heard this, and lowered his head: "I hate it, I know how to make people happy."

Zhang Fan was covered in goosebumps when he saw it.

If this dark alchemist was a woman, he could still accept Wu Yue's expression and such words.

But this guy is a man.

Just imagine, Wu Yue, who has always been cold, is so gentle to a man, and the picture is so beautiful that he dare not watch it.

Zhang Fan felt that he couldn't stand it, so he patted Lei Long's back again: "Let's go."

The Thunder Dragon looked up at the sky and hissed: "Ao———————”

Then he flapped his wings and turned into a lightning bolt, disappearing instantly.

Those disciples from Wanpo Poison Valley were shocked when they saw Zhang Fan disappearing.

I thought that their valley master could train the poison-eating beast, which was already very powerful.

As a result, this guy actually cursed a dragon?!

Moreover, the terrifyingly powerful poison-eating beast of their valley master was actually very scared when he saw this guy, as if he had left a deep psychological shadow.

Is there any logic left?

...

Zhang Fan rode the Thunder Dragon and left the battlefield without going directly to the sea.

Instead, I went back to the Gate of Changsheng first.

He made a brief arrangement in the Sect of Changsheng.

Since Xiao Bubai is dead, other sects are under the pressure of Wandu Valley and dare not develop again.

However, the Changsheng Sect has no such concerns, so the Changsheng Sect can let go and develop.

When the Great Elder and others heard the news, they were all very excited.

However, they have also heard about the Wandu Valley.

The elder worried, "The head of the Wanpox Valley is as powerful as it is, and they will use poison. If we let go of it, is it really okay?"

Zhang Fan waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, the Lord of Wandu Valley will not attack the Changsheng Gate before he killed me."

Based on Zhang Fan's understanding of Wu Yue, he knew that Wu Yue would definitely want to kill him, and even more wanted to destroy the Sect of Changsheng.

But now that Wu Yue can't kill him now, he will never attack the Changsheng Sect.

The Great Elder understood this and nodded immediately: "Don't worry, Master, according to what you said, then the next will be an important stage of the development of our Changsheng Sect."

...

Zhang Fan stayed in the Sect of Changsheng for a few days. Seeing that everything was arranged in an orderly manner by the elder, he left with confidence.

Riding on the Thunder Dragon, he came to the sea again and continued to explore the unexplored trenches.

This investigation took more than two months.

In the past two months, he searched all the trenches, but did not find the deep-sea snow lotus.

In his disappointment, he began to investigate all the trenches again.

This time, his speed was slower and he made more careful investigations, and he was no longer as casual as before.

He had to explore a trench for about two days.

He had investigated more than 300 trenches for two years.

In the past two years, perhaps because of the three great divine fires in his body, although he did not deliberately improve his level, his level has risen rapidly.

In two years, it has actually increased by five levels in a row, and has reached the seventh level of Martial Saint.

This is definitely an extremely terrifying speed - no one has ever achieved such a terrifying speed in the entire history of the fairy world.

However, after being promoted to level seven, he could clearly feel that it would be impossible to improve his strength one level.

Because after three months, the energy in his body was still so much, without any increase.

This may be because after reaching level 7, there will be some limitations: for example, there is so much energy between heaven and earth, and the energy that the seventh-level martial saint needs to absorb just reaches the load of heaven and earth's energy. The eighth-level martial saint has already exceeded this load. Therefore, it is difficult for him to upgrade to another level.

But what puzzled him was that there had been an eighth-level martial saint in history.

For example, the Medicine God once reached the eighth level martial saint.

In that case, how did he achieve it?

...

At the same time, in the past two years, after hundreds of battles with powerful creatures under the sea, Zhang Fan has reached the level of small success.

One move of the Qinglian Sword Song can transform into a total of a hundred sword energy.

Each one is extremely sharp.

At the same time, after his separation, he has made great progress in the past two years and has been able to transform more than 500 clones.

But these are not what Zhang Fan wants the most.

What he wanted most was the deep-sea snow lotus.

In the past two years, after more detailed investigations, he discovered a lot of good things.

For example, two level 8 elixirs were found;

For example, he discovered another four-dimensional space fragment.

This restored all the four-dimensional space abilities he had lost one by one.

However, the deep-sea snow lotus he wanted to find most has never been traced.

However, Zhang Fan's desire to resurrect Ling Xiao was so urgent.

So he started the third search.

...

On this day, while he was searching for the dark seabed, an extremely huge figure suddenly swam down from above.

Zhang Fan asked the nanowatch to scan it and found that this huge figure looked like a huge whale.

But soon he realized that this was not a whale, but a poison-eating beast.

The poison-eating beast swam about three kilometers away from Zhang Fan, and stopped and did not dare to swim forward any further.

Obviously, it is still afraid of Zhang Fan.

On the back of the poison-eating beast, a figure stood.

This figure is Wu Yue.

He is different from Zhang Fan.

Because Zhang Fan condensed a hollow bubble on his back, he could enter and exit the seabed at will without fearing the huge pressure of the sea water in the trench.

Wu Yue's body was condensed from poisonous fog, so he naturally didn't have to be afraid of the huge pressure.

When Zhang Fan saw Wu Yue coming, he could feel that the aura on Wu Yue had also changed.

He became much stronger than before, and obviously, he also reached the seventh level of Martial Saint.

But it seems that level seven is the peak, so like Zhang Fan, he has never improved any more on the basis of level seven.

Zhang Fan sneered and said, "Why, my strength has improved, I think I can kill me?"

Wu Yue looked at Zhang Fan, and his eyes were full of anger and hatred.

Zhang Fan felt strange. Two years ago, when he killed the disciples of Wanpo Valley, Wu Yue did not have any anger or hatred.

All that is cold.

But he has done nothing in the past two years. How come he looks at him and becomes angry and hatred?
Chapter completed!