Supreme Saint Of World

3The old man's face was plump and his body was round. He looked like he weighed at least 200 jins. However, his stature was that of a child's and he was extremely short.    

    

When this old man appeared, the entire hall was immediately filled with the fragrance of plants and vegetation. The smell of blood mixed within, giving off a very uncomfortable feeling.    

    

After the old man appeared, Ye Zhangqing let out a painful scream. Gray grass started to sprout out from his skinny body. Some of them had already sprouted bright red flowers.    

    

"Withering Spirit Flower!" You actually dare to use Uncle Ye to refine medicine, I want you dead! "    

    

When Chen Fan saw this scene, how could he not know what had happened? His eyes immediately turned bloodshot as a pair of spatial rings and a yellow talisman floated out.    

    

After the yellow talisman flew out, it immediately transformed into three golden-armored warriors in front of him. However, Chen Fan still felt that it wasn't enough. He slashed his palm, and a large amount of bright, red, and translucent blood essence poured out like it didn't require any money.    

    

Originally, the three Golden-Armored Warriors were the limit of what Chen Fan could summon. Now that he had his essence blood to feed them, the three Golden-Armored Warriors once again transformed into shadows, separating into a fourth.    

    

After doing all of this, Chen Fan's face was somewhat pale, but he still clenched his teeth. He opened his forehead, revealing his Seven Colored Divine Eyes. He immediately shot out a Seven Colored Lightning fan.    

    

This was already all the sacred art he had on him. Now that he had unleashed it all, a terrifying aura that was in the level of the Yuxi Realm gushed out, directly attacking the old man.    

    

"Seven Colored Divine Eyes, you are Chen Fan! Haha, I didn't expect you to change your appearance so much that even this old man can't see it! However, if you come back now, you will be courting death. After this old man captures you, the magical equipment you can change your appearance will be mine! "    

    

The old man laughed strangely and raised his hand. Immediately, a huge red flower that was several tens of feet long rose up in front of him.    

    

In the center of this giant flower was a bloody mouth filled with sharp teeth. When it opened and closed, there were even drops of transparent liquid dripping, corroding holes in the ground of the Hua Ding Hall.    

    

The flower opened its mouth, and the seven-colored lightning shot out from Chen Fan's Seven Colored Divine Eyes were instantly swallowed by it.    

    

After that, the flower rapidly shrunk to the size of a palm and was thrown out by the old man. It let out a light sound in midair and turned into black dregs that perfectly neutralized Chen Fan's divine ability.    

    

At the same time, the four golden-armored warriors charged forward. Their armors were covered with golden armor as they viciously struck at the short elder.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

A muffled sound was heard. It was the sound of four golden-armored warriors punching the old man in the stomach from four directions.    

    

The old man laughed heartily as his stomach swelled. The four golden-armored warriors were actually sucked into his stomach, rendering them unable to move.    

    

"This talisman is indeed miraculous. It is now mine!" What other treasures do you have? Go ahead and use them, I want to see what treasures the Sect Master gave you! "    

    

When the old man moved, he released the terrifying aura of the Jade Sea Realm cultivator from his body. At this moment, he was staring at Chen Fan, his eyes filled with greed as he laughed.    

    

"No wonder I didn't notice this old fogey when I scanned him with the Seven Colored Divine Eye earlier. He's actually a Jade Aura Cultivator!"    

    

Chen Fan had an ugly expression on his face when he heard this. With his Seven Colored Divine Eyes, he was able to see the structure of the spiritual energy of cultivators below the Hengjiang Stage by relying on his powerful spiritual sense which was comparable to that of the late stage of the Yuxi Realm.    

    

However, if one's cultivation exceeded this range and their spiritual energy was too dense, they could hide from his divine gaze.    

    

"Chen Fan …" "Let's go …" At the moment, he heard the old man's words. He struggled and said something.    

    

"So noisy!" For prey that this old man has set my eyes on, how could I let them escape?! " The chunky old man's face turned cold. He waved his big sleeve and instantly, Ye Zhangqing screamed out in pain. His eyes rolled over and he obviously fainted.    

    

"Haha, no one will bother you now!" "Brat, this old man will play with you!" With that, the old man laughed and waved his hand. Two thick vines shot out from his sleeves.    

    

The vines were black in color, and were covered with red barbs. They flew up into the air, transforming into two black dragons hundreds of meters long that attempted to bite Chen Fan.    

    

But that was not the end. The old man then formed a hand seal, causing the ground under Chen Fan's feet to crack. A bloody red flower suddenly appeared, biting towards his feet.    

    

The two sacred arts were in perfect harmony, and there was no interval between them. Chen Fan flew up and dodged the red flower's devouring, but the two black rattan dragons were already right in front of him.    

    

His eyes were bloodshot and his heart was filled with hatred. He hated that his cultivation base was insufficient to save Ye Changqing. Otherwise, how could he let such a person act so arrogantly in front of him?    

    

Blacky sighed in his mind as the black rune slightly moved. Just as it was about to make its move, it suddenly sensed something and slowly quieted down.    

    

Just as Chen Fan was about to be tied up by the two black dragons, a cold snort suddenly rang out in the air. Two of the black dragon vines were snapped in mid-air by the cold snort.    

    

A woman with average looks but a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in midair. She held a huge blue curtain in her hand, and inside it were four listless and dispirited cultivators.    

    

As soon as the woman appeared, a cloud of water immediately appeared in the air above the hall. A light drizzle fell from the sky, filling the surroundings with a dense vapor.    

    

"Teng Yuan, how dare you use a sect cultivator to refine medicine. What do you take the rules of the sect to be?"    

    

This ordinary-looking woman was none other than Bai Junyi. He had just finished tidying up the four cultivators outside before rushing in, and now he was speaking in a cold voice.    

    

"There is only one person in the sect who has cultivated the 'Soaring Dragon Water Technique' to the Aurous Core stage …" You are the Young Sect Master! "    

    

When the old man named Teng Yuan saw the person, his pupils shrank as he said this.    

    

After he finished speaking, he rolled his eyes. With a smile on his face, he respectfully said:    

    

"I'm not using this old man to concoct pills, I'm torturing Chen Fan's location!" However, since the Young Sect Master has made his move, capturing Chen Fan is already an easy task, then this old man is of no use! "    

    

With that, Teng Yuan waved his hand and all of the flowers on Ye Zhangqing withered. They turned into more than ten grey seeds and returned to his hand.    

    

At this moment, Ye Zhangqing was out of the flower's power. He slowly woke up, but his body was still withered. His hair was all white and he was full of wrinkles. He looked like he had aged by more than ten years.    

    

Teng Yuan just took back the Withering Spirit Flower, but he didn't return the blood that he had absorbed from Ye Zhangqing. Even though Ye Zhangqing had been released, his lifespan was still less than ten years.    

    

Chen Fan saw all of this happen, and he gritted his teeth. He clenched his fists tightly, and a towering killing intent rose up in his heart.    

    

He hated it. He wasn't willing to give it up. If he had the power, he wouldn't let Teng Yuan do whatever he wanted in front of him.    

    

It was just that these were the laws of the cultivation world. The law of the jungle was the law of the world of cultivation.