Urban Cultivation Medical Saint

Chapter 1717 The dean of Lingyuan Holy Academy is seriously injured and dying?

"Leader Li Changfeng, long time no see."

A slightly respectful voice came from the front of the destroying warship, and the front warship quietly opened the door.

Then there was a flash of light in the door of the ship with a cold metallic luster, and a hunchbacked old man with frosty hair came out. He looked old but his body was fair, and his silver hair was like a waterfall. Standing there seemed to have a special feeling. The aura is released, which is shocking.

At the same time, he held a silver-white Panlong crutch in his hand. The dragon's head seemed to be alive, breathing out the essence of heaven and earth, making the area seem to form a spiral vortex.

"So it's Brother Yang Lan. I haven't seen you for nearly a hundred years. It's been a long time."

Li Changfeng said to the frost-haired old man with a little sigh.

"Master Yang Lan."

At the same time, all the high-ranking members of the Alliance Pill Tower behind Li Changfeng also bowed to the frost-haired old man in salute.

Because the identity of this frost-haired old man is really extraordinary.

Yang Lan, the distant descendant of the Tyrant Blood God Emperor, is at least a thousand years old now, but he was already a figure of Dacheng Saint Emperor nearly four hundred years ago, and he was even a leader of his generation when he was young. In the world, no one is invincible. Now four hundred years later, no one has seen him make a move, and no one knows how powerful he has become.

But one thing is certain, the frost-haired old man Yang Lan is absolutely terrifying to the extreme. Even the top Dacheng Shenghuang, I am afraid that he may not be his opponent.

"Squeak"

On the other side, the cold door of the destruction battleship opened, and a Taoist stepped out.

He is not very old, but somehow he has the air of an outsider. With shoulder-length black hair, he was wearing a gossip Taoist gown, hemp shoes with stools, and a rag with yellow stripes and broken bamboo was slung across his waist, shining faintly.

But when they saw this person, everyone's expressions sometimes changed, and they quickly saluted again.

"Taoist Ma Zhu.

Li Changfeng raised his hand towards the Taoist from afar, and said solemnly, "Brother Ma Zhu."

As the honorary leader of the Alliance Pill Tower, of course he also knows how powerful this Mazhu Taoist is.

Taoist Mazhu, a casual cultivator of the human race more than 1,500 years ago, is now under the command of the Holy Lord of Lingyuan, and has been sent to guard and control the Holy Yuan of Lingyuan. One of the strongest. Even Yan Shipu, who is a master of the second level of the Holy Law and Aspect Realm, is not worth mentioning in front of him.

"Poverty Mazhu, I met Master Li Changfeng."

Taoist Ma Zhu bowed slightly to Li Changfeng, and then slowly said with complicated eyes: "Master Li Changfeng, we brought Dean Ji."

After finishing speaking, he pulled out the yellow hemp bamboo rag around his waist, and tapped lightly on a certain destroying battleship behind him, followed by that destroying battleship, the whole body of the destroying battleship turned out to be glowing and glowing.

I saw that the light became bigger and bigger, and finally enveloped the entire battleship, and then, the huge light began to shrink rapidly.

And when the bright light shrunk rapidly and disappeared, people saw that the original position of the battleship was replaced by an ice coffin emitting terrifying cold air.

Not only that, there was actually a person in the ice coffin, who was sleeping peacefully and was sealed in it. From the outside, there doesn't seem to be any damage to the person's body, but after careful observation, it can be found that the person's body has lost its vitality? !

And seeing this scene, everyone's eyes changed, and their pupils shrank involuntarily.

Li Changfeng looked at the figure in the ice coffin from a distance, and was silent for a long time, then shook his head and sighed.

"Ji Fengyuan, Ji Fengyuan, I didn't expect to see you in twenty or thirty years, and you turned out like this. The world is really impermanent, good and bad are uncertain..."

The frost-haired old man Yang Lan and Taoist Ma Zhu looked at each other, and couldn't help sighing, which contained a lot of helplessness.

"The enemy is deceitful. Dean Ji Fengyuan was confused by a false news, and ventured into the depths of the Cang battlefield. As a result, he was attacked by two generals of the Cang clan. Although he tried his best to escape, in the end, he also It has become like this. The three adults have tried every means, but they have made no achievements, and they are no longer powerless, powerless..."

"So, now, Dean Ji Fengyuan can only rely on Li Changfeng, the leader of your Alliance Pill Tower. I believe you know how important Dean Ji Fengyuan is to our human race, so please be sure."

Taoist Ma Zhu took a step forward, and solemnly saluted Li Changfeng.

At the same time, Yang Lan, the frost-haired old man, also thought about Li Changfeng and the many senior leaders of the Alliance Pill Tower below, and bowed slightly, which was considered a bow.

"You two don't have to be like this."

However, Li Changfeng immediately shook his head, and said slowly: "I have seen more or less everything that Ji Fengyuan has done for our human race over the years, and in private, my relationship with him is not bad. , so whether it is public or private, our Alliance Danta is obliged to do this."

Speaking of this, he paused for a while, and then slowly said: "Okay, this is not a place to talk, and this matter is not suitable for fanfare, everyone, follow me to the Danhuang Tower first. This Danhuang Tower The pagoda is guarded by the gray cloud formation of the Seven Tribulations of Life and Death, even if the Cang Clan villains come to kill them all, without three or five ancient emperors and generals of the Fifth Heavenly Layer of the Saint Yin-Yang Realm, there is absolutely no way to break through this place."

Hearing that the frost-haired old man Yang Po and Taoist Ma Zhu were also relieved, they were only the peak of the fourth heaven of the Holy Yin-Yang Realm, and they were really afraid that some generals from the Cang Clan would kill them, because in that case the two of them would I can't stop it.

"Okay then, just listen to your words, President Li Changfeng."

The frost-haired old man Yang Lan and Taoist Ma Zhu nodded.

At the same time, the fleet of more than ten destroying warships in the sky that day, as well as the high-level leaders of the many alliance Dan towers in the sky, all left silently. The reason why they came here today was just in case, but now that it doesn't happen, they should perform their duties.

However, they didn't know that just after they gradually left here, and the gray cloud array of death and life and death in the sky slowly returned to calm, a restaurant on the top floor of the city that was booked out was still going on. With such a scene.

A handsome fair-skinned man with blond hair scattered all over his head, he has a pair of light blue eyes, very bewitching, with his hands resting on the window railing, he glanced at the direction of the Pill Emperor Pagoda, and then shook his head helplessly , smiled to the old man behind him.

"Old Ming, it looks like our operation is going to fail this time."