The bright moonlight sprinkled on the earth, bringing a silver tranquility to the night.

In the night, several figures were walking through quickly, and these people were Zhang Fan and the others who set off from Donglin City.

After everyone's deliberation that day, the two worshippers and the oldest Psychic Realm powerhouse, and another mid-Psychic Realm monk sat in Donglin City, while the rest went to the Great Xia Imperial Capital, looking for an opportunity to open the formation platform to connect with the Central Domain.

There are five people in a group, and the worst ones are all mid-stage cultivators in the psychic realm, and the speed of rushing is not fast.

Now that the rebels are strong and have reached the foot of Donglin City, everyone can only take a long detour.

For a few days, everyone went out at night and slept in the wilderness, but in a few days they were about to arrive at the imperial city.

"In front of you is the Bullpen Valley, after the Bullpen Valley, you can walk for half a day to reach the Imperial City, be careful. ”

The one who spoke was the leading monk, surnamed Ling, and he was also the ancestor of Ling Xiaolou, and everyone called him Ling Lao, but he didn't make things difficult for Zhang Fan along the way, which made him a little surprised, after all, Ling Xiaolou's hostility towards him was too obvious.

Niulan Valley is a large valley, on both sides of the mountains and mountains occupy a huge area, it is better to say that it is a valley than a large plain, because it resembles a bullpen and gets its name.

"Everyone be careful, there are many rebel spies, we may have been aware of the outing, there is no obstacle along the way, if there is an ambush, it will be in this bullpen valley. Another middle-aged monk spoke, he was the second most cultivated monk after Ling Lao among the several people, and he was the late stage of the Psychic Realm.

Everyone's hearts tightened, this statement was reasonable, and they all cheered up the spirit of twelve.

'Whew'

Suddenly, a red flame streaked across the sky.

"Beware!

Sure enough, not long after the group entered the Bullpen Valley, they were attacked.

Then, dozens of people suddenly appeared from the half-human-tall grass and surrounded the crowd in the middle.

"My son-in-law had expected you to pass by here, and he had been waiting for a long time. ”

More than a dozen strong men walked out of the crowd, all of them monks from the psychic realm.

Zhang Fan and the others' faces changed, more than ten cultivators of the Psychic Realm, this force is not strong.

"It's a big battle, but I don't know if I can stop me and others. It was Ling Lao who spoke, he had the confidence to say this, and half of his body probed into the Mixed Yuan Realm, and his strength was by no means comparable to that of ordinary psychic realm cultivators.

"Hehe, half-step mixed element? I'll stop you from trying. "One of the rebels walked out, also with a white beard, and he looked frightening at his age.

"And I want to try it too. An old man also walked out.

Ling Lao's face suddenly fell, these two were both half-step Mixed Yuan Realm cultivators, and their strength was no worse than him.

"We have laid a net of heaven and earth, and you will not escape, and this is your burial place. "Several of the rebel monks are all old gods, there are two half-step psychic realm monks here, four monks in the late stage of the psychic realm, seven monks in the middle stage of the psychic realm, and dozens of monks in the late stage of the secret realm, this strength is simply amazing.

"Do you really want to be an enemy of Great Xia? If you are known by the main vein of Great Xia in the Central Domain, none of you will be able to escape. Ling Lao's tone was a little gloomy.

"The main vein of the Central Domain, what is the main vein of the Central Domain? We were only invited by the Thirteen Princes to come to eliminate the chaos, what does the main vein of the Central Domain have to do with us?" the leading rebel monk had a sneer on his face.

"Elder Ling, what should I do?" someone looked a little anxious, at this time he already knew that the other party's strength was much stronger than them.

"Break through! can run one is one, you all know the method of activating the formation, just run out of one, they ambush us here, the imperial city must be empty. "Ling Lao took the opportunity to Lipton, there is only one way at this time.

"Want to run, kill me!"

In an instant, more than a dozen spirit weapons flew into the air, and several primordial gods evolved into various forms to kill everyone.

"Kill!" Zhang Fan and the others also roared, and rushed over in one direction.

"Explode me!"

Ling Lao suddenly sacrificed a shield and a spear, blocking the first few spiritual weapons, and then with a 'boom', the shield and spear exploded at the same time, and the qi wave instantly swept the surrounding people away, and several monks with slightly worse cultivation were seriously injured in an instant.

The power of the self-explosion of the spirit weapon was very amazing, and the rebels did not expect them to be so decisive, as soon as they made contact, they blew up two spirit weapons, and a huge gap appeared in the encirclement in an instant.

Several people took advantage of this stall to rush over, and suddenly a huge force came from the front and attacked Zhang Fan, and the huge force had no lethality, but only stopped him.

"Little Daoyou, thank you for staying, this kindness is remembered in my heart. ”

"Nyima!" Zhang Fan scolded, his eyebrows raised, it turned out that the old man Ling was waiting for him here.

Hindered by this, the rebels' encirclement closed again, and he was the only one left in the field.

The rebel monk's face sank, and he actually ran four "chase me, leave three to deal with him." ”

Most of the rebel monks followed the leading monk and chased down, and only three psychic realm monks were left in the field to surround Zhang Fan.

"Boy, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon. One of the three cultivators had a sneer on his face, it was the monk who chased and killed Zhang Fan before and forced him to jump off the cliff - Orimu.

Zhang Fan looked coldly at the three people who came up, "Just because you want to stop me?"

At this time, he had calmed down, although the old man Ling secretly blocked him here, but he took away many rebels by mistake, and now only three people stayed to deal with him, which was the best result for him, but if the three of them were he confident, he could leave calmly, now it was different from the past, he now thought he was a monk in the psychic realm.

"Hehe, boy, you have ruined the big thing of the son several times, you jumped off the cliff and you escaped, and now I see where you are running. Anger flashed on Origi's face, this kid has ruined Childe's major affairs several times, and it has made the Holy Son even more dissatisfied, and he was almost implicated.

Zhang Fan was slightly surprised in his heart, it seems that this son is the mastermind behind the scenes.

He looked at the three of them with a calm expression, "I said at the beginning, in the same realm, I will kill you like a dog." ”

The next moment, the momentum on his body rose in vain, and a sea of bitterness manifested behind him.

"Mid-stage of the Psychic Realm!" Origi had a shocked look on his face, "Two Daoist friends, quickly help me take him down!"

He knew that Zhang Fan was terrible, and being in the secret realm made him use all his means to force him to jump off the cliff, and now he actually reached the middle stage of the psychic realm, how long has it been?

The words were closed, he should strike first, The spirit weapon short knife that had made Zhang Fan avoid his edge appeared again, and slashed at him with a ray of light.

'Ding'

"What!"

"This... ”

Whether it was Zhimu or the other two monks, with a shocked look on their faces at this time, they saw Zhang Fan stretching out a hand, and what he was holding in his hand was the spirit weapon short knife, which was constantly trembling in his hand and wanted to break free.

"Last time, thanks to you, I had no choice but to jump off the cliff to find a way to live, and it was this opportunity that I found, and I thank you for being able to cultivate like this today. ”

After speaking, Zhang Fan exerted his strength, only to hear the sound of 'bang', and the spirit weapon short knife was crushed by him.

'Poof'

Origi spat out a mouthful of blood, his body shook, and he almost fell, this short knife was connected to his heart, and now he was destroyed and he was counterattacked.