I told the Night Emperor before that I was in Poor Sang, and I was going to come to get the real treasure today, Zhang Fan said thank you and followed the waiter in, there was no sound inside, there was no wind, and there was a dead silence.

This feeling is even more terrible than the underworld, even if there are still some ghosts haunted on the road to the underworld, there is nothing here, and what is even more terrifying is that the visibility in the dark environment is very low, with Zhang Fan's eyesight, it is completely impossible to see more than ten meters away, this darkness is really very strong, just like the Night Emperor, he is shrouded in darkness, Zhang Fan can't see his appearance clearly, he can only see the outline of a human figure, you must know that the top ghost cultivator who represents the dark night of the underworld, just like Zhang Fan can't do this.

Of course, the darkness of the Night Emperor is black, and Zhang Fan's darkness is gray, there are certain differences between the two, but it seems that the Night Emperor is related to the underworld, at least the style is similar, and he actually has Yama Zhenzang in his hands, if there is a scripture to Tianzun, it would be even better.

Thinking like this, following the man to a mountain road, the feet are all messy stones, it is not convenient to walk, after this road is a pond, Zhang Fan has an illusion, it seems that people are in the wild.

Stepping on the pond past, it was like entering the deep mountains and old forests, twisting the eighteen bends and finally seeing a hut, there was a figure standing on the cliff outside the hut, judging from the body shape, it was undoubtedly the Night Emperor.

The dignified Emperor of Heaven actually lived in such a place?

Zhang Fan walked over, saluted and said, "Nanfu Yan Jun Zhang Fan pays a visit to the Night Emperor. ”

The Night Emperor said, "You're here. ”

Zhang Fan smiled: "Come and get Yama Zhenzang as promised." ”

The Night Emperor bowed slightly: "You are in a hurry, you know the rules." ”

Zhang Fan nodded solemnly. The so-called rules, most sects are the same, that is, the exercises he passes on to you are not allowed to be passed on without his permission, not even your children, because you are not his disciples, and your children are not his disciples.

This is the unwritten rule of the immortal cultivation world.

But this guy muttered in his heart, this Yama Zhenzang itself is a thing of the underworld, left by the previous generation of the Emperor of the Underworld, logically speaking, it should be returned to him, the Yama monarch, and it can be regarded as the return of the original owner, but he still has to listen to others, and he is a little unconvinced, however, this matter is very strange, Yama Zhenzang thought that it was only in the hands of the Emperor of Donghua, and it was divided into five points, which has the effect of balancing the underworld and restricting the underworld.

To a certain extent, the prefecture has suffered a certain amount of suppression.

The Night Emperor stretched out his right hand, his right hand was bubbling with a thick black gas, this kind of black gas was very strange, not the power of ghost cultivation, but a bit like a demon, yesterday he fought with Xiaotian, his body showed a very strong body, and the means were a bit like ghost cultivation, there was an old book floating on it, relying lightly, the book flew towards Zhang Fan.

"This is the original, you read it on the spot, and return it on the spot."

Zhang Fan took the Yama Zhenzang in his hand, and his heart was a little more excited, he could finally cultivate the complete Yama Zhenzang, this book could allow him to go all the way to the real realm, at that time, he would completely crush the other four prefectures in terms of strength and cultivation, and become a veritable first Yama Jun.

On the spot, he opened Yama Luo Zhenzang and looked at it.

Zhang Fan's memory is super strong, and he can almost remember it, and it is recorded in a very old ghost language, which he has learned in the copywriting of the underworld, which is older than the ancient text given to him by Fluttershy, and there is no big obstacle to reading. About ten minutes later, Zhang Fan closed the book.

"Done?"

For the sake of insurance, Zhang Fan went around his mind and made sure that there was no problem, so he nodded.

"Good memory."

The Night Emperor said a word of praise, and then reached out and took back the Yama True Treasure.

"The path of cultivating immortals in front of you is going very smoothly and quickly, but if you want to complete the cultivation of Yama Zhenzang and enter the true realm, it will be difficult to do it in ten thousand years."

The Night Emperor said indifferently, he was a little surprised that Zhang Fan had cultivated so quickly in front of him, but there was nothing he couldn't accept, after all, Zhang Fan's growth trajectory was still quite obvious, if he had the heart to investigate, he could still investigate clearly.

"Maybe."

Everyone was reminding him that his cultivation speed would slow down in the future.

"Can you tell me how you broke a page of the Heavenly Book's defenses that day?"

Regarding this point, the Night Emperor and the White Emperor also discussed, but could not find an answer.

"Tear it apart with your hand."

Seeing that Zhang Fan was reluctant to say it directly, the Night Emperor was not reluctant, people always have secrets, just like him, "If you have a problem with your cultivation, you can come to me." ”

"Thank you Night Emperor, then let's leave for Jiantian Division?"

The Night Emperor shook his head slightly, "It's up to you and the Holy King to preside, and this Emperor won't go." After speaking, he didn't say more, buried his head in his thatched house, Zhang Fan came from afar, and he didn't even owe tea.

"Lord Yan, please come here."

The servant sent Zhang Fan back the same way he came.

This trip, although he felt strange in his heart, but after all, he got Yama Zhenzang, which was enough to make Zhang Fan forget about others, along the way, he controlled the flying sword, and on the other hand, he lowered his head and immersed himself in Yama Zhenzang.

The first sentence of the opening chapter is: Nine heavens and ten earths, Zhenyan!

If you want to cultivate into Yama Zhenzang, you have to complete the six changes, which not only requires hard work, but also considerable luck, and luck Zhang Fan has always been good, he once again went lucky, Yama Zhenzang The Dao described above is in the same vein as his ghost Dao, which may also be related to the same system of exercises cultivated all the way.

"Huh? Cultivating to ten thousand feet of Yama, there is a chance to change four times and unlock the fourth lock. ”

Zhang Fan had practiced the ancient giant god technique before, and the giant god technique and the ghost path technique at that time were suppressed by each other and were eliminated, and now this piece of Wanzhang Yama is very big, and the cultivation is so great that it can be ten thousand zhang tall, and the highest Mount Everest in the mortal world is only more than 8,000 meters.

Originally, I thought that I could stay overnight at the Night Emperor's house, but Zhang Fan directly let you go, and in desperation, Zhang Fan could only rush to the direction of Nantianmen overnight, planning to go to Xiaotian's house to spend the night.

When Zhang Fan arrived, the subordinate told Xiaotian that the Holy King had retreated.

Xiao Tian went to the White Emperor's house today to get the Yunhai Blood Coral, and then went into retreat when he returned home, before Xiao Tian said that the exchange of blood may make the water-like sword body give birth to variables, so as to have the opportunity to take the step of seizing the world, as soon as the Yunhai Blood Coral arrived, he couldn't wait to retreat.

"The Holy King also said that tomorrow's prison sentence will be supervised by Lord Yan Jun alone."

If you have the opportunity to become a Tianzun, anything can be thrown aside.

"Hmm!"

On the same day, Zhang Fan stayed at Xiaotian's house for one night, even if Xiaotian, the master's house, was closed, the next person did not dare to snub the master's eldest brother, the residence was quite comfortable, good wine and good food were entertained, and the next day the sun spilled in from the window, Zhang Fan was reluctant to get up, pushed open the window and looked at it, it was a vast sea of clouds.

Today is the day when the Purple Emperor will go to the Heavenly Execution Platform.

Executed by Jiantiansi, and he, the Yan Jun, was imprisoned, and when Zhang Fan arrived, the White Emperor arrived one step ahead of him, unlike the night's attitude towards him, the White Emperor was a little indifferent to Zhang Fan, and even hateful, maybe he was angry about the affairs of the poor Sang, or he looked down on Zhang Fan from the bottom of his heart.

After all, it's just a little Yan Jun in the prefecture.

"Yan Shao, is that Zhang Fan?"

Hearing that the Purple Emperor was going to be tortured by heaven, Yan Fei and several of his followers rushed early when they heard the news, wanting to gamble on this once-in-a-lifetime scene.

"It's really this girl, what is he doing here?"

Yan Fei has suffered Zhang Fan's losses several times.

"Yan Shao, do you want to teach this kid a lesson, the brother who was harmed a few times last time is ugly, and he openly used the prestige of the Holy King to meddle in your family's affairs."

Yan Fei glanced at his little brother and sneered: "If you want to die, I won't stop you." ”

"Do you know the Bai family?"

The man smiled and said, "Yan Shao said that he was joking, aren't Bai Jindong and us both brothers." ”

"His house is finished."

They've heard about it too.

Yan Fei said: "Then do you know the Shenxi Department, the army of millions, the Shenxi Ancestor Half-Step Tianzun, the Shenxi Marshal Venerable." ”

"It's over."

Looking at Zhang Fan who appeared in the distance, the corners of Yan Fei's mouth twitched: "It's because they offended Zhang Fan." ”

Hiss, everyone present gasped.

Holy.

The one who picked the head and said that he wanted to get Zhang Fan came down in a cold sweat.