Half a quarter of an hour passed quickly.

Qian Song died completely as Yi Feifan said without even half a quarter of an hour.

After his death, the body even began to rot quickly, which was a sequelae caused by the poison.

Therefore, his body could not be completely brought back, so he could only be cremated into ashes and put into the altar.

"Let's go, I'll take you back now."

After Yi Feifan woke up, Zheng Lun put Qian Song's ashes into the altar, he waved his hand and prepared to take everyone away.

This is what everyone is most looking forward to these days, so naturally no one will have any objection.

Yi Feifan waved his sleeves and a white cloud completely wrapped Wang Cheng and the other four in it, and then he took the four of them straight up to the sky and mixed into the clouds in the sky.

As soon as the white cloud spiritual weapon entered the clouds, it quickly absorbed some of the clouds and merged into it. Then the cloud seemed to be completely different from the ordinary white clouds.

At this time, even if the third-level monster passed by nearby, it was difficult to find the five cultivators hiding in the cloud group.
Chapter completed!