Zhang Fan flew into the cave, the cave was not dark, and there were torches on the rock walls on both sides every few zhang.

After entering a distance of about 100 meters, Zhang Fan heard the voices of the crowd in front of him, only to see the crowd in front of him, squeezing inside one by one, more than 100 people squeezed into a hole, and the cave continued to flicker with white light, Zhang Fan thought about it, it turned out that there was a teleportation array inside, and this teleportation array was the real entrance of Sanqingzang.

Every flicker of white light can take away twenty or thirty people, and Zhang Fan doesn't rob them, anyway, there is an hour of time, no hurry, no hurry.

Then the last group of people, Zhang Fan boarded the teleportation array as he wished, this array was much larger than Zhang Fan's arrangement, the most important thing was that there was no place inlaid with spars around, "Could it be that this formation can run without relying on spars?" Zhang Fan was amazed.

In the endless wasteland, the sky is very blue, and the light and fresh air is much better than the outside world.

"This is considered a three-clear collection?" Zhang Fan muttered to himself, those sects that came in first did not leave but were all waiting for something in place.

In the surging crowd, Leng Xing and Xuyun Lao Dao were found, all standing at the front, looking at something, Zhang Fan just wanted to fly over to check, and suddenly heard someone next to him shouting: "Why can't I control the flying sword?" ”

"Me too, the flying sword doesn't listen to the call."

"Can anyone tell me what's going on?"

Everyone was anxious for a while, the situation gradually became a little chaotic, Xuyun and Xuanfeng couldn't stop frowning, they both reminded why there are still so many people coming in to die, and there is a little bit of cultivator demeanor, these people not only can't help but will drag themselves back.

For a while, Xuyun and Xuanfeng even had their hearts to death.

"Everyone, don't panic." An elder next to Leng Xing suddenly spoke, "Now everyone has entered the Sanqingzang, and the levels of these Sanqingzang have a total of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the first level is the current gold, where all metal substances cannot be used, so if you can't use the flying sword, please don't panic." ”

"Oh, I see, I said why can't I control the flying sword."

"Thank you to the seniors of Mochizuki Palace."

"Senior, are there any other passes after the Five Elements Mark?"

The elder paused, and continued, "I don't know this, everyone at the last pass only reached the pass of the Five Elements Earth. ”

Zhang Fan jumped to Leng Xing's side, "Auntie, why don't you stop here and don't move forward?" ”

"The time has not yet come, there is an invisible wall of qi not far ahead, and you can only move forward when it disappears."

Zhang Fan looked at the front of him suspiciously, and now there were many people who stopped at that hundred meters away, and some people even bombarded the invisible air, but there was no reaction, it was clear that the true yuan power penetrated the past without any barrier, but people just couldn't get by.

"Strange, what's the point of setting up a gas wall here?" Zhang Fan was puzzled, listening to Leng Xing say that this qi wall did not appear when he entered last time, this is also the first time it has appeared, Zhang Fan does not think that there will be a barrier at the good end, there must be some hidden meaning.

After a while, the disciple sent out in front shouted, "Sect Master, the news of the Qi Wall has arrived." ”

"Okay, let's go."

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Xuyun and Xuanfeng led the people forward, and they had the largest number of people who came here, followed by Mochizuki Palace, Heavenly Sword Sect, and Zen Buddhism.

"Bang." Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and a huge giant sword was inserted into the ground, and the handle of this giant sword was full of mistakes, not to mention the sword body.

"What happened ......?" The people in the back shouted.

It's just that before the words were spoken, dozens of huge flying swords fell from the sky, Zhang Fan immediately dodged, joke, one of the giant swords fell right above his head, can he not run?

"Everyone spread out and rushed forward, don't get together." Xuan Feng shouted at the disciples behind him, and suddenly not only from the Shushan Sect, but everyone else immediately dispersed.

"Good guy, this is the Golden Pass?" Zhang Fan's getaway was launched, and his whole body kept moving on the wasteland in the word 'S', and there was a continuous thumping sound behind him.

The sound of the giant sword falling to the ground was accompanied by some hysterical shouts, many people were smashed into flesh by the giant sword, and people rushed forward like a fledgle, and the place where the giant sword fell always seemed to follow the general fall, in fact, it is not difficult to avoid these dangers, and anyone with a little bit of cultivation and a little sharp-eyed can do it.

Zhang Fan is another dodge, his body moves to the left, and after a while, to the right, left and right, in this giant sword everywhere, there are many places where they are falling, as if they are leisurely walking, although the cultivation of this Xuanfeng and Xuyun is one level higher than Zhang Fan, but it is much worse than the light footwork.

Zhang Fan exerted his best to enjoy the getaway, in fact, he only did this so that he could rescue more monks and help them when they were in danger; Zhang Fan never thought of himself as a saint, he wanted to worry about the country and the people, and saving people only because he saw it and would consider it when it was not involving his own interests.

Zhang Fan kept shuttling between the giant swords at the back of the crowd, and suddenly, a thought suddenly appeared in his mind, "What grade are these giant swords?" This thought followed Zhang Fan all his life, and he didn't care about saving the others, so he immediately stood in front of a giant sword and observed the attributes.

Greatsword: Cast from dark iron, its power is limited, but it can be used to refine flying swords due to its high quality.

"This is the refining material?" Zhang Fan was happy in his heart, Xuantie was the most important material when refining a spirit-level flying sword, although he didn't want the spirit-level flying sword to see so much Xuantie, it still gave him a wonderful idea.

"Haha, this is one step closer to the goal of the Immortal Sword." Stretched out his hand and slapped the giant sword in front of him into the wrench, and then ran towards the giant sword in other places, he would not worry about the wrench not being able to put it down, the weapon could not be stacked in the wrench, but this giant sword could, it was a material not a weapon.

In fact, Zhang Fan was not the only one who knew that the giant sword was a refining material, on the other side, the heads of several factions such as Xuanfeng and Xuyun Lao Dao were also collecting these giant swords, how could they not see the special features of these giant swords with their sharp eyes.

It's just that compared to Zhang Fan's scraping speed, they can't reach it, and the inside of the Qiankun bag also has the size of the space, and the higher the grade, the larger the internal space. Although the Qiankun bags of Xuanfeng and Xuyun Old Dao are also considered to be a few 'best' in the cultivation world, they can stare at them even after they contain four or five flying swords—they can't fit it.

Looking at the giant swords inserted everywhere, my heart is very uncomfortable.

Compared to these big sects, such a small sect even has the heart to cry, although I don't know what these giant swords are, but seeing so many seniors and masters are looting, I know that it must be a good thing, but what can they do? This can only blame the low quality of his Qiankun bag, and he can't even fit a flying sword.

Who the hell got such a big sword! His grandmother's!

When the resentment of others soared, Zhang Fan had already swept through a large area behind, harvesting a total of one hundred and three giant swords, and the giant swords disappeared in every place, and the speed was even more exaggerated than the passage of locusts.

Not far ahead was the 'safe zone', where the survivors were all gathered together, and occasionally there were people in twos and threes searching for the greatsword.

"Look at the man." The crisp voice of his life turned everyone's eyes into the distance, and the person in the distance kept shaking between the giant swords, and only a remnant was seen at such a fast speed, and the giant swords also disappeared quickly.

Everyone knew that the man was reaping the benefits they didn't get, and not only was the rank of the man's bag eye-catching, but the degree of greed was also outrageous.

Stimulation, this is the stimulation of the naked.

Not to mention the expressions of other people, just the demeanor of Xuyun and Xuanfeng is rich enough, Xuyun Lao Dao's face is iron-blue, and the original temperament of the immortal wind Dao bone is simply as if it does not exist, looking at Zhang Fan's eyes are about to burst out of green light. Xuan Feng looked at his Qiankun bag bitterly, how could the things that had always existed as treasures be so piercing in his eyes like a thorn now?

For Xuan Feng, Leng Xing's appearance is similar, although she is funny, she is also worried, Zhang Fan can make all the cultivators focus on him as soon as he does this, and everyone can see that the spiritual weapon refined by the giant sword he has harvested now is enough for a medium-sized sect disciple to be armed to the teeth, or even more.

In the face of these temptations, maybe they will comfort themselves with the existence of something better in it, but once the time comes, when they find that they have found nothing, Zhang Fan will have to enjoy a 'thousand fingers'.

But does Zhang Fan care about this? No, when he unscrupulously collected these giant swords, he gave up some of his previous low-key ideas, and shot when it was time to shoot, so that he could have the capital of 'Kyushu'. What's more, he is not afraid of these monks, and now that he can perform the technique of movement and has a teleportation stone, no one dares to call him the first when it comes to the ability to run.

"Whew!" In a few moments, Zhang Fan stood in the safe zone with a calm face, and the giant sword on the wasteland was scraped away by Zhang Fan.

All the eyes that looked at Zhang Fan were strange, angry, envious, jealous, resentful, and the worship of some rookie monks. Well, it's barely a 'centurion'.

"Hmph, this fellow Daoist is really a good means, I don't know which senior's Gaozu?"

As soon as he heard the voice, he knew that it was some unbearable jealousy because of the sour smell that swelled to burst, Zhang Fan glanced over and said indifferently: "Who am I, why should I tell you?" There are also people who ask people who won't introduce themselves before, and your master didn't teach you etiquette? ”

"You, you presumptuous......!"