As soon as he returned to his home, Zhan Chen entered the cultivation room, took out a jade bottle from the Qiankun bag, and muttered for a long time, this is the six-grade primary elixir that he had just refined a few days ago, because he was going to the Demon Hall, so he didn't refine it immediately at that time, but now he wants to use this stall to absorb this elixir.

But why did he hesitate? It turned out that Zhan Chen's heart was a little worried at this time, because his wealth was shrinking rapidly, for example, this sixth-grade primary-grade elixir cost him sixteen seventh-grade elixirs, and it also took hundreds of other fifth- and sixth-grade elixirs to become a refining skill.

Because he also failed once in the middle of the process, he wasted an elixir, which was a phenomenon that had never happened in the process of refining the elixir below the sixth grade.

"There are less than a hundred of my seven-grade elixirs left, although the eighth-grade elixir has not moved, but there are only about twenty strains, I am afraid that if I want to refine the seven-grade elixir in the future, I will have to buy some by myself to make up, I am afraid that next, I want to rely on the elixir to quickly improve my cultivation, it will become a luxury." Zhan Chen thought silently.

In fact, he still has a way, that is, to rely on Yin Meiru, with her infatuation with him, she will definitely be able to give him a steady stream of support, but Zhan Chen is unwilling to do this.

The philosophy of life he believes in is his own path, and he tries to walk on his own, and he has a deep sense of regret for Yin Meiru in his heart, because she does not know that the cause she is engaged in is precisely aimed at crushing her father's ambitions.

Cutting off his thoughts, Zhan Chen took the pill, and about six days later, he was out of the pass, his face full of unfinished food.

This retreat seems to be over in the blink of an eye, the six-grade primary elixir sounds powerful enough, but after the stomach, it is not enough to consolidate one's cultivation, and its effect is even inferior to the last time he and Yin Meiru merged.

"No, after entering the Martial King, relying on the sixth-grade primary-grade elixir can no longer meet the growth needs of cultivation, I need a greater opportunity!" Zhan Chen began to shout in his heart, and at the same time, he also had a little longing for the task of defending the Northern Cold Land this time.

Because there is a famous saying in the martial arts world: danger and opportunity coexist, and often the greater the danger, the greater the opportunity.

With mixed feelings, Zhan Chen lay on the bed and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, he set off to rush to the Calendar Demon Hall, this time, he came early, and he was the first.

Chang Da in the hall was still condescending, and when he saw Zhan Chen, he said: "Well, Zhan Chen, you have made some progress, wait here for a while, and there are seven more people to go with you later." ”

Zhan Chen's heart moved, there were still seven people, he didn't expect to send so many inner disciples on this trip, and the inner disciples would be placed in a place, at least in the identity of the steward, just like the Chihong Mountains last time, the Limo Hall only sent Pang Snake to take charge of things.

This seems to reflect the danger of this trip.

Zhan Chen continued to wait, wanting to see who was going with him.

It didn't take long for the mystery to be revealed one after another. But it happened that there were a lot of scorpions, steel needles, and Hua Dan's faces, and they lived like a big gathering of their enemies.

Seven of the eight people were demon cultivators, and they all looked at Zhan Chen with malicious intent, like jackals, tigers and leopards, and like lions staring at their prey, with greed in their eyes.

Among them, Pang Scorpion's gaze was the most explicit, and he looked determined to win, and he got the information out of nowhere, obviously for himself to come in.

Zhan Chen remembered that he should have occupied the fat manager in the Outer Gate Calendar Demon Hall before, but this time he pounced like a fly smelling the smell of food.

Zhan Chen saluted these people's "attention salute" one by one, thinking in his heart: "Okay, what should come must come, I am different at this time, with all kinds of hole cards, it is not something you can knead!"

Everyone gathered, and Chang Da began to speak again: "Listen to you, this time there are waves in the northern cold land, so send you reinforcements, you must fight bravely to kill the enemy, and kill all those who dare to violate my border." ”

"Understood!" replied the Chinese.

"Okay, Wang Feng, your strength is the strongest, you will be the captain, you all have to obey the captain's orders outside, understand?"

"Yes!"

Zhan Chen looked at the person named Wang Feng, he was not only tall, but also had a high vision over the top, and he had a majestic posture that looked down on the world, but he would only converge a little when he met Chang Da, and suddenly understood in his heart, thinking: "During this time, I still have my tail between my legs, and I will wait until I get to that northern cold place." ”

"Alright, you guys will go right away, and by the way, take the 10,000 people under Shadow Peak. ”

"Yes. ”

They immediately set off and came to the foot of Shadow Peak, only to see that more than 10,000 people had already gathered there.

Standing on the high platform, looking down on these people, Zhan Chen sighed a lot, just a month ago, he was one of them, but after a breakthrough, his identity and status all changed.

More than half of the 10,000 people are ordinary warriors, and it is understandable that in the Demon Gate, ordinary warriors are "model workers".

Seeing Zhan Chen in the crowd, everyone was quite excited, because he was a legend in the minds of ordinary martial artists.

"It's Senior Brother Zhan who is here!"

"Hello Senior Brother Zhan!"

"Long live Senior Brother Zhan!"

......

The following is full of praise for Zhan Chen, which makes our Senior Brother Zhan a little embarrassed, which is again pulling hatred for him.

Sure enough, I saw the team leader Wang Feng looking at him unhappily, and sneered: "Senior Brother Zhan, I didn't expect your prestige to be so high." ”

Zhan Chen hurriedly pretended to be submissive and said, "I'm just an ordinary martial artist, I can't become a big climate, how can I compare with Senior Brother Wang's heroism?"

This sentence was pleasing to the ear, and Wang Feng's wrinkled face also stretched a little.

And Zhan Chen's enemies, such as tigers and scorpions, cast puzzled glances at him, probably wondering, why did this kid suddenly succumb today?

At this time, Wang Feng turned his head and shouted loudly below: "You all give me peace!"

The sound waves rushed through like a great tide, drowning out all the miscellaneous chattering below, and the ten thousand people also stopped talking and focused their eyes on him.

"My name is Wang Feng, and I am the leader of the Northern Cold Land this time, you all have to listen to me, otherwise your life will be in danger, understand?"

"Understood!" came a few weak responses from below.

"Without further ado, we'll start as soon as we've divided the team!"

So the eight of them went down to the large army, and it took an hour to divide the team. Zhan Chen was also divided into more than 1,000 people, standing at the front of the team, which can be regarded as magnificent.

Then, the team began to march, stopping and walking, crossing mountains and mountains, crossing rivers and rivers, and tossing for more than two months before reaching the northernmost border of the Demon Luo Sect - the Northern Cold Land.