This harvest is so rich is beyond Qianzhenyan's expectations, it is really a catastrophe and there will be a blessing in the future, she put the glass into the jade pagoda first, let her accompany Xiao Zi to study the formation, and then walked into the front hall.

It's still the wide hall, but the golden chair is gone, and she sat down quickly before, and I don't know if it's hidden somewhere.

Many monks still reside in this hall, and they were dumbfounded when they saw Qianzhenyan, they had clearly seen her disappear before, but where did she come from now?

Qian Zhenyan ignored their surprised gazes, stared around, didn't see the familiar person, and was about to turn around when he heard Han Fengyang's voice behind him, "Who is that, don't go!" ”

Although he didn't call his name, Qian Zhenyan knew that he was calling himself, and slowly turned to look at him, his expression was cold, and there was no warmth in his eyes.

Han Fengyang stepped out of the crowd and said with a calm face, "You, since you are the woman who is cold and silent, he killed my eldest brother, this account should be calculated by me, do you dare to fight with me?" ”

Oh, it turns out that the disciple of the Han family who Leng Feiyan killed is his eldest brother. Qian Zhenyan happened to look at him and was also very unhappy, even if her atrium was broken and still being repaired, and there would be labor pains from time to time, there was nothing to do. Therefore, she was not polite to him, she raised her hand and hit the Burning Sun Divine Palm, and the huge palm waved over, and slapped Han Fengyang three times, and his face was immediately like a fermented steamed bun, swollen all of a sudden.

All the monks were stunned, most of these people were from the Central Plains, the Central Plains Han family was the head of the four great families, with a great reputation, as the youngest son of the head of the Han family, Han Fengyang was simply unattainable in their hearts, but what did they see? This female cultivator actually slapped Han Fengyang three times without saying a word, Nima, this is too incredible, right?

Many people couldn't help but reach out and rub their eyes, looking at Han Fengyang's pig-headed face on the left in a daze.

"You ......," Qian Zhenyan shot too quickly. Han Fengyang didn't react at all, and when he realized that his cheeks were swollen and painful, the expressions of countless people who wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh were already in full view, and he was immediately furious. Jumped up, clenched his fists, and pounced.

Well, it's great to spell the body. Qian Zhenyan squinted her eyes, the feeling of being pinched to death without even being able to get out of the stream singer was too aggrieved, and she was worried that she couldn't find someone to vent. This little guy has been sent to the door.

Seeing Han Fengyang's fists rushing in front of him, it seemed that he wanted to hit himself in the face to avenge Fang Cai's slaps, Qian Zhenyan is not stupid, are you standing here waiting for you to kill? There was a murderous flash in her eyes, and she raised her fists to meet it.

The four fists docked, and with a bang, Han Fengyang's expression was slightly awe-inspiring, as if he didn't expect her small loose cultivation body to be so strong, and her body met again after the body retreated. Boom, boom, it took four times in a row to hear the sound of his own bones cracking, and the blood on the back of his hand was like an infusion, so he had to make his body retreat violently, looking at Qianzhen Yan with a complicated expression.

Qian Zhenyan didn't chase after her, she looked down at her fist, the back of her hand was stained with Han Fengyang's blood, looking at the red, she frowned, and carelessly took out a silk handkerchief to wipe it clean. He casually wrapped the blood-stained silk handkerchief in a ball and threw it over.

Han Fengyang was extremely angry, the other party threw the handkerchief stained with his own blood at will, it was simply an insult to him, of course he couldn't let the other party succeed, so he gritted his teeth and used his fist to hit the silk handkerchief. But he never thought that as soon as his fist touched the silk spa, he heard a boom, something exploded in the silk spa, his eyes were black, and his whole body was blown away.

Of course, the silk parry bread is a seven-grade attack talisman, which Qian Zhenyan secretly hid when he took out the silk handkerchief. Seeing Han Fengyang's blown flesh and blood flying out in a blur, she felt extremely relieved, and her sullen breath was reduced a lot. But it's not right, the seven-grade rune is an existence that can bombard the distraction period, why didn't this kid die? Isn't he a foundation-building period?

She was surprised there, but the monks were dumbfounded, how could the nun just throw a silk handkerchief shallowly and explode? There's something hidden in there, right? Many people remembered the talisman, because when they were fighting against those ghost cultivators before, they had all seen the scene where Qian Zhenyan instantly threw out a thousand talismans to form a protective shield, and they had no doubt that the silk pari was wrapped in a seven-grade talisman, and their eyes were full of pity when they turned to look at Han Fengyang.

Han Fengyang, who was dizzy by the bombardment, was in severe pain, and it took a while to react, if it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a nine-grade defensive magic weapon split immortal clothes, he was afraid that he had been bombarded into slag, and his anger made him grit his teeth, but it was extremely difficult to move, and his whole body was as uncomfortable as falling apart, so he reluctantly called his mount with his divine sense, and saw a bird rushing in outside the hall, grabbed him and ran away.

Looking at the figure of the flying bird that disappeared in an instant, Qian Zhenyan was not calm, the family of the Central Plains was really not ordinary, a small foundation building disciple actually had a mount, and the grade of the ride was not low, it was definitely a flying demon clan that was more advanced than the demon beast, if you could get one, not to mention that you could help yourself fight, at least you could help escape when you were in danger!

She had red eyes, but those monks came to greet her in twos and threes, after all, they had received her benefits before, not to mention using talismans to resist the bloody eyes for them, and then selflessly distributed spiritual liquid and pastries containing spiritual energy, which was a great favor.

Qian Zhenyan didn't know each other anyway, so she smiled and agreed, at this time, two figures walked behind her, and she heard Nangong Chen's voice, "Sister Qian." ”

Turning around, Qian Zhenyan looked at them and asked with a smile, "I haven't seen you before, so I haven't encountered danger, right?" ”

Nangong Chen glanced at Nangong Qi before answering, "Sister Qi and I fell into a fantasy when we came in, or Sister Qi found me, we were afraid of danger, so we hid in a corner until the illusion was cracked." ”

Hidden? When fighting against the ghost cultivators before, basically all the monks gathered in the main hall, Qian Zhenyan didn't think that the two of them didn't hear the sound of the fight, nor did she think that the two of them didn't know what was going on outside, it seems that the Nangong family still has some secret weapon for the two of them to hide, and she doesn't care about what treasures she found later, anyway, the best treasures have been looted by herself, and she won't covet what others get.

So, she just smiled faintly and didn't ask any more questions.

The three of them went around several palaces together to find Su Yinhua, he was sharing treasures with a group of monks, Qian Zhenyan saw that it was just some pills and pulled him out, and took out some five to eight pills that help to treat and improve cultivation and distributed them to the three of them, Su Yinhua was overjoyed, and no longer cared about the pills that were not distributed just now.

The four of them walked to the palace together, and kept hearing the sound of quarrels along the way, these little foundation monks rarely found some treasures in the palaces, although the number was not much, but it was enough for them to be red-eyed, even the night pearl for lighting, and the shark yarn for making the bed were all scavenged, which made people speechless.

Fortunately, Liuli hid in the jade tower, otherwise he would have cried again when he saw his home being tossed like this.

Coming out of the Liuli Palace, I saw that there were also many monks rushing out, and the four of them were not in a hurry anyway, nor did they fly, so they walked on the bottom of the sea, which had a different taste.

The huge coral group is still lifeless, looking like a pile of flames from a distance, but it is a flame that cannot be moved, Qian Zhenyan remembered that when she was on the earth before, she always pulled Feng Junwu and Leng Feiyan to find a sea of flowers to take pictures, and the photos taken by being surrounded by the sea of flowers are extremely beautiful, such as lavender, nine roses, peonies and so on.

It's a pity that there is no camera in this world, otherwise it would be a souvenir to take a photo, she couldn't help but smile, and Su Yinhua, who was walking beside her, saw her laughing alone, as if the tip of the iceberg suddenly cracked, and she was stunned.

Nangong Chen said, "Sister, what are you laughing at?" ”

Qian Zhenyan thought about telling them that they didn't understand what a camera was, so she didn't answer, just quickened her pace and walked through the corals.

After walking for a while, I finally returned to the whirlpool belt, about the heart is like an arrow, I always feel that the journey back is shorter, people are like this, once I travel, I always feel that the time is very long, but when I come back, I feel a lot faster, in fact, the distance is the same, the foot strength is also the same, but the mood is different.

At the door of the whirlpool belt, Qian Zhenyan saw Ning Xihe, who was about to go out with the disciples of Xuantian Sect, when he saw her coming over and said, "Qian Daoyou, why don't you go back to the Central Plains with us, Senior Brother Leng must be waiting for you." ”

Hearing him say it so bluntly, Qianzhenyan's face was faintly hot, but she still shook her head, "No need, I still have something to do when I go out, and I will contact Feiyan when I finish it." In fact, when she heard them shouting Leng Feiyan, she felt very awkward, but Ning Xihe was also more than a hundred years old, wasn't she older than both of them? What's more, Leng Feiyan started later than him, but his cultivation surpassed him, but he didn't see him jealous, he had a good mind, and the atmosphere in the Xuantian Sect was not bad.

Seeing her refuse, although Ning Xihe was a little disappointed, he nodded politely, raised his hand and sacrificed the ink inkstone, and the inkstone turned into a black light shield, protecting them and others into the whirlpool.

Qian Zhenyan and the others still took them out with the help of the light shield transformed by the fire spirit bead, and as soon as they came out of the whirlpool, they felt that the air was much fresher, although they were still at the bottom of the sea, and their chests were a little dull, but there was still aura in the water, which was much stronger than the lifeless merman's former residence.

Sneaking out from the bottom of the sea, the four of them had just surfaced, and suddenly, a huge slap swooped down, boom, and actually shattered the light mask formed by the fire spirit bead, and in the crisp cracking sound, Qian Zhenyan and others fell from the sea, and with the violent turbulence of the sea, it was vaguely seen that a group of people were standing in a small spaceship on the clouds staring at them, and the eyes of the person at the head were full of murderous energy, and the palm just now was made by him, and the target was obviously himself! (To be continued.) )