Just after crossing over: I was forced to bind to the system of wanting my child to become a dragon

The Nascent Soul cultivator hiding in the tree did not notice that the blood corpse had quietly caught up with him.

Although he looked disheveled, his eyes were sparkling.

But compared to before, there was a little more liveliness in her eyes.

It seems that he has also learned to think.

He did not rashly rush up to engage in a fight with the Nascent Soul cultivator, but instead followed his example and quietly hid in a tree not far away.

He also learned how to restrain his breath without any instruction to avoid being discovered by the other party.

At this moment, Zhao Fan, who was originally meditating, suddenly opened his eyes and felt a little frightened.

There is also an indescribable palpitation.

I looked at the sky outside. It was almost dawn and I could vaguely see some light.

There was an inexplicable feeling that danger was approaching, and at the same time, it felt as if something was pulling me.

He turned his head and looked at Qian Yan who was sleeping.

The junior fellow has indeed been very busy these past few days. Zhao Fan had some vague guesses in his mind and decided to go and take a look himself.

In order to prevent Qian Yan from being in danger, he was simply not woken up.

He set up another barrier around the room that Qian Yan could open, and then headed out of the city.

He guessed in his heart that it must be the Nascent Soul cultivator who was chasing after him.

Zhao Fan knew that even if he and Qian Yan joined forces they might not be the opponent, but if his perception was correct, the blood corpse should have followed.

Sure enough, leave the city.

Without the obstruction of the large formation in the city, he instantly felt that the blood corpse was less than ten miles away from her.

At the same time, the Nascent Soul cultivator also discovered Zhao Fan's whereabouts.

Seeing him coming out alone, a cruel smile immediately appeared on his face.

Although he felt a little regretful that the other one didn't follow out, he had already planted a tracking fan on Zhao Fan.

Kill Zhao Fan, steal his treasure, and then find another one.

However, Zhao Fan happened to be outside the city at the time, so he couldn't just rush over and take action.

But he estimated that Zhao Fan would come by himself.

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Sure enough, not long after, Zhao Fan entered the forest not far outside the city.

It was less than a hundred meters away from the big tree where the Nascent Soul cultivator was hiding.

He looked up and met the eyes of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

"Boy, you are really brave to come here alone."

At this time, the Nascent Soul cultivator did not hide anymore, but jumped down from the tree directly.

But I was still alert in my heart.

He has always been cautious and was worried that this guy would dare to come alone, wondering if he had any backup plan or trap.

So it stopped about twenty meters away from Zhao Fan.

But his eyes were full of contempt, and he still looked down on Zhao Fan.

"Do you really want to kill me?" Why are you chasing me so closely?

He thought that he hadn't done anything except stealing the Xuanling Flower.

Hearing what Zhao Fan said, the Nascent Soul cultivator became so angry that his eyes turned red.

Doesn't this guy know how unforgivable what he did is?

Zhao Fan looked through the Nascent Soul cultivator and saw the woman quietly approaching behind him, without any ripples in his eyes.

But after just one look at the woman, the two of them seemed to have an instant understanding and understood the woman's thoughts.

She wants to launch a sneak attack!

The woman was clearly very ignorant before, but I didn’t expect her eyes to be so bright now.

"I have worked hard for thirty years to refine the blood corpse, but you snatched it away. I cannot get rid of the hatred in my heart unless I kill you."

At this point, the Nascent Soul cultivator narrowed his eyes slightly:

"However, if you can take out a magic treasure to make amends, I might consider letting you go."

Although being so cautious with a Foundation Establishment stage ant was a bit embarrassing for the Nascent Soul boss, he always felt that there was something strange about the boy in front of him.

After all, who among the Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators could remain so calm when facing a high-level cultivator? He certainly wouldn’t believe it if he had no one to rely on.

So if this kid is sensible and can hand over the treasure, he might be able to keep his body intact.

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The blood corpse was getting closer and closer to the Nascent Soul cultivator. Zhao Fan smiled deliberately:

"I do have a lot of treasures on me, it depends on whether you dare to come and take them."

Zhao Fan often felt the aura and pressure from his master, and he no longer felt anything when facing high-level cultivators.

What's more, this person is only in the Nascent Soul stage, while the master is a big shot in the Fusion stage.

How can he be compared with the Master? Although he is only in the Foundation Establishment Stage, he has someone behind him. Even though he is a little panicked, he can still hold on.

After hearing what Zhao Fan said, the Nascent Soul cultivator didn't dare to step forward easily.

There must be a trap.

However, at this moment, he seemed to notice something and turned back suddenly.

I opened my spiritual sense, but saw nothing.

The moment he turned his head, the bloody corpse instantly hid in the tree behind him.

The aura of his body was restrained, as if he had merged into one with the tree.

The Nascent Soul cultivator found nothing, and he did not easily withdraw his spiritual sense, but continued to search carefully several times.

Only then did I feel relieved.

There are many cultivators near the city, and it is not easy for him to use his spiritual sense all the time. If he offends someone, it will be a loss.

The monk has always trusted his intuition. Although he didn't find anything, he felt that there was something fishy going on.

There's definitely something weird about this kid.

So he simply stepped back.

Zhao Fan: “…”

No, you are a Nascent Soul cultivator. Is it necessary for you to be so scared when facing me who is in the Foundation Establishment stage?

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However, he deliberately gave a provocative smile, as if he wanted to provoke the other party.

The Nascent Soul cultivator was indeed angered by Zhao Fan's provocative smile.

But he was also very clear that the other party did this most likely to lure him over.

He snorted coldly and refused to be fooled.

Not only that, he also had to step back a little further.

Seeing that he was about to retreat to the place where the blood corpse was hiding, Zhao Fan raised his eyebrows slightly.

I almost couldn't hold back my expression and couldn't help laughing.

full moon:"……"

Good fellow, I'll call you good fellow.

The nails on the blood corpse's hands were already hungry and thirsty, and its eyes were fixed on the feet of the Nascent Soul cultivator.

She actually knew that if she stared at the other person, the other person would easily detect her murderous intent, but it was different if she stared at the ground.

"Boy, what on earth did you do?"

Although the Nascent Soul cultivator checked many times with his spiritual sense and found nothing, he still felt that Zhao Fan had done something.

At this moment, Zhao Fan suddenly raised his foot and walked forward, speaking provocatively:

"What? Don't you want to kill me? Why are you hiding?"

The Yuanying cultivator was startled by his words, and then he shouted:

"presumptuous."

However, just as he finished speaking, a strong wind came from behind.

The Nascent Soul cultivator secretly thought that something was wrong, turned around, raised his hand, gathered the spiritual power in his palm, and struck out with a palm.

'puff'

The palm wind did not cause any damage, instead the palm was pierced directly by five sharp claws.

Zhao Fan felt a little regretful. If he hadn't raised his hand, the nail would have pierced his heart.

No matter how powerful he is, he won't survive if his heart is damaged.

But even so, the Nascent Soul cultivator let out a scream.

While the blood corpse is constantly fighting with the Nascent Soul cultivators, its learning ability is also amazing.

What's more, the palm that was pierced by the nails was now filled with black air.

These black gases are the bloody evil gases that come from the blood corpses, and the cultivators are contaminated by this stuff.

In mild cases, one will suffer a loss in cultivation; in severe cases, one's divine duties will be affected and one will go astray.

"Ah ah ah..."

The Nascent Soul cultivator clenched his palms and watched as the bloody evil energy began to spread up his arms.

Ignoring the pain in his hand, he waved his hand and a flash of light appeared, directly cutting off his right palm.