Chapter 3880: On the Road Conference

"Yong Fenghua, I didn't intend to be an enemy of you, but you should never deal with me, so you go to die."
Wang Fan didn't talk nonsense with Yong Fenghua, as he said, the Chaos Sword in his hand had torn a sword light, and he slashed towards Yong Fenghua.
When Yong Fenghua saw Wang Fan was about to kill himself, his face changed drastically. Although he knew that facing Wang Fan, he had no way to survive, but it didn't mean that he would wait and die.
"laugh!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Yong Fenghua suddenly began to wave his hands, and at the same time roared, "Ant, no matter who you are, this emperor dares to provoke my Yong family like this, my Yong family will definitely not let you go."
Accompanied by the sound, with a bang, his body suddenly exploded, and a storm of terrifying energy swelled. While shattering Wang Fan's sword light, a red pattern composed of blood was suddenly printed toward Wang Fan's body.
Upon seeing this, Wang Fan looked terrified.
He didn't hesitate to move the display space greatly, and wanted to avoid it, but he was still slow.
The red pattern had been printed on his forehead, and soon disappeared.
"Imprint?" Wang Fan's face was extremely gloomy. He didn't know that this was a mark.
In fact, when the cultivation base reaches the level of the Immortal Venerable, the general mental power imprints are completely useless.
But the red mark that Yong Fenghua displayed before his death was obviously unusual.
Wang Fan didn't dare to be careless. After taking away Yong Fenghua's spatial ring, he sat cross-legged on the ground and began to investigate carefully.
He mobilized the mark of the mixed pattern and began to scan over and over on his forehead, but he didn't get the slightest gain at all, he didn't find the red mark at all.
"How is this possible?" Wang Fan's expression became more gloomy. He didn't expect that he would get nothing.
You know, let alone his mental power, he is already very powerful, even if it is a mixed pattern Dao Mark, it is not ordinary.
"Go back to Senior Sister Alian first, and then think of a way." Wang Fan was helpless and could only leave first.
"What are you talking about, you got the mark of Yong Fenghua, and you can't get rid of it at all?" When A-Lian heard about this, her face became solemn.
"Yeah, that Yong Fenghua blew himself up before dying. With such a mark, I couldn't find where it was at all," Wang Fan said.
A-Lian's face became even more solemn, and she said after a while, "Well, let's leave the deserted ancient battlefield first, and I will help you find it outside. If it doesn't work, we are thinking of other ways."
When Wang Fan heard this, he could only nod his head, "Well, now that's the only thing that can happen."
He knew what A-Lian meant, and A-Lian wanted to rely on her own strength to see if she could help Wang Fan find and get rid of it.
After all, A-Lian was a strong immortal emperor, much more powerful than Wang Fan, but the ancient battlefield restricted her cultivation.
At the moment, after making the decision, the two did not talk nonsense, and rushed directly to the exit of the deserted ancient battlefield.
Two months later, outside the deserted ancient battlefield, inside a hidden cave.
A-Lian looked at Wang Fan and couldn't help frowning.
It has been a few days since the two of them came out. In these few days, A-Lian has helped find the red mark in Wang Fan's body.
However, she could not remove the red mark.
At the same time, the two had already understood that this red mark was a curse mark, and if it could not be removed within three months, Wang Fan would most likely lose his life.
Wang Fan's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he did not expect that he would capsize in the gutter and be imprinted by Yong Fenghua's curse.
"Junior Brother Wang Fan, although I can't help you break this curse mark, I can help you temporarily seal it. Of course, I don't know if I can hide the perception of the Yong family."
"And if you want to get rid of this mark, there are only two ways, one is to find a master of formation, and the other is to go to Yong's house."
A-Lian looked at Wang Fan and said solemnly.
Wang Fan nodded when he heard the words, he naturally knew this too.
However, he did not think that finding a master of the formation technique could remove this curse mark, because he himself had a very good knowledge of the formation technique.
Even he can't do anything about it, and the general master of formation is naturally not good.
As for those top-notch ones, not to mention that they can't be found in a short time. Even if they can be found, he is not sure to invite others to take action.
What's more, this red mark is the unique method of the Yong family, even the top masters of the formation technique, it may not be able to remove it.
Therefore, Wang Fan has only one choice left, and that is to go to Yong's house.
However, going to Yong's house is also very dangerous. Once discovered by the Yong family, it is to die.
The outside is nothing like a deserted ancient battlefield. In the deserted ancient battlefield, even if he encounters the great power of the immortal emperor, Wang Fan is not afraid of anything, and at least he is confident of self-preservation.
But outside of this, it is no exaggeration to say that if an immortal emperor comes out, I am afraid that it will be able to destroy him.
"Sister Alian, you can seal it for me first. After sealing, I will figure out a solution by myself." Wang Fan pondered for a moment and said.
Alian didn't talk nonsense, and began to seal Wang Fan.
It took a full three days for A-Lian to help Wang Fan seal the mark.
She looked at Wang Fan and asked in a deep voice, "What are you going to do? Go to Yong's house?"
Alian is not a fool. In three months, Wang Fan wanted to remove this curse mark, and only the Yong family could break through.
Even if you go to the Yong's house, the chances are extremely high, but there is at least a glimmer of hope.
"Yes, you still have to tie the bell to untie the bell. I can only try it at the Yong's house now. Senior Sister Alian, thank you for taking care of me during this period. Let's separate." Wang Fan said.
"It's better for me to go with you, so there will be a care. If you go alone, I'm afraid it will be more dangerous." A-Lian said.
Wang Fan shook his head, and finally left alone.
Under Wang Fan's crazy drive, more than a month later, he came to a small town called Panshi.
This rock town is very close to Tingfeng City of Yong's family.
"Hey, have you heard that? The Yong family is recruiting heroes and holding a discussion meeting. Many monks have gone to sign up."
"Nonsense, how could I have not heard of such a big thing. It is said that it was because the three elders, Yong Fenghua, his children, and all his cronies fell on the deserted ancient battlefield. This led to a sharp drop in the strength of the Yong family. With this discussion conference."
"Yeah, I didn't expect that Yong Fenghua's power would fall on the deserted ancient battlefield. The guy who killed them is really not easy."
As soon as Wang Fan entered a restaurant, he heard these comments.
Many monks in the restaurant were talking about this matter, and there was a lot of talk.
"On the Dao Conference?" Wang Fan couldn't help his eyes light up when he heard the news. For him, it was an excellent opportunity to get into the Yong family.
However, his only worry is that the strong Yong family will see through the curse marks in his body.
Once that happens, then he will really be dead.
After all, the imprint of the curse was placed by Yong Fenghua himself, and this imprint is unique to the Yong family.