"How come I didn't know that Senior Brother still had the habit of chanting scriptures?" Nalan Yue looked at Zhang Yifan's flustered appearance with interest, she clasped her hands to her chest and smiled.

Lan Feng'er looked at Zhang Yifan's face slightly red, and looked for the Buddha beads on the ground in a panic. She already understood in her heart why Zhang Yifan was like this, and her face turned crimson unconsciously. She pulled Lanalan Yue and gestured with both hands.

Seeing this, Nalan Yue suddenly realized. Her apricot eyes widened, and when she was about to ask for some explanation for her innocence, she was stopped by Lan Feng'er.

Lan Feng'er shook her head and said with a smile: "It's not too early, let's have a good night's rest!"

Nalan Yue sat by the fire angrily and turned her face away.

"Found it!" Zhang Yifan held the Buddha beads and said with a smile: "Finally found it!" When he looked up, he scratched his head embarrassedly when he saw the two of them with different expressions.

"Have a good rest!" After a while, Zhang Yifan said with a straight face.

Then, Zhang Yifan closed his eyes and meditated, his mind moved, and his consciousness emanated. Then, he entered the sea of knowledge.

In the vast sea of gray clouds, Zhang Yifan's body was like a meteor, and his body came to the edge of Longding in a moment. Immediately, Zhang Yifan's palm was spread out, and a red crystal appeared on his hand. This is the divine consciousness of the true monarch of the beetle snake.

Zhang Yifan pinched his fingers and took a closer look at it in front of him. Above, a lifelike figure is reflected. This is Nangong Chu's figure.

"Nangong Chu!" Zhang Yifan closed his eyes and clenched his palms. The red crystal was held tightly in his hand for a long time. At this moment, Zhang Yifan was sure that the Nangong Chu who entered here was definitely not the deity. After thinking about it carefully, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. This person must be the one who attacked him, and this person is most likely Elder Bai Xi.

Immediately, a cold glint flashed in Zhang Yifan's eyes, and he spread out his palms. The body of consciousness suddenly vanished. Instead, Zhang Yifan sat on the side of the dragon tripod and began to cultivate.

The night was slightly cool, and the three of them sat by the burned firewood, meditating with their eyes closed. Before you know it, it's dark. Zhang Yifan opened his eyes and looked at the two opposite.

At this moment, Lan Feng'er and Nalan Yue also woke up.

"Let's go now, and hurry to the Demon Dragon Cave as soon as possible. Zhang Yifan said solemnly.

"Why do you want to go there?" Nalan Yue said with a frown.

Zhang Yifan got up and walked forward. After walking a few steps, he paused slightly, and said, "The senior brothers of the Huayue faction are going there." We will meet them as soon as possible. With that, he continued to walk forward.

The three of them walked along a path in the forest, heading forward. The sun and moon rotate, alternating between black and white. In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

During these three days, the three of them killed some small monsters when they were hungry, and drank dew when they were thirsty. Fortunately, the three of them talked and laughed on the road, and they were not lonely in walking.

At noon on this day, the three of them set up a bonfire again. Zhang Yifan shot a wild boar and prepared to roast the pig.

A moment later, a sudden sharp aura struck from the side. This breath rolled like a tide, and the mountains and seas pressed over. In an instant, the three of them turned into three streamers and went around.

There was a thud, sparks erupted, and the roasting boar was torn apart.

After a pause, Zhang Yifan's body moved, turning into a streamer of light and heading towards the place where the breath was emitted. However, when he came, he did not see anything wrong.

Zhang Yifan stared intently and looked around. After a long time, there was still no sign of the attacker. He stumbled back to where he had been.

"Did you find anything?" Lan Feng'er asked.

"Nope. Zhang Yifan smiled bitterly: "This person may be the one who was going to kill the two of you a few days ago." It's just that he's too embarrassed to show up!"

Hearing this, Nalan Yue frowned. She vaguely felt that in the darkness, a pair of eyes were glued to her. Suddenly, she said solemnly: "Let's get out of here as soon as possible, as long as we get to the Demon Dragon Cave and join up with the other senior brothers, it'll be fine." ”

Zhang Yifan sneered in his heart, the person who sneaked up on him cultivated in the Xuandan Realm, even if he was with other senior brothers, it would be useless. The best thing to do is to find out who is sneaking up.

Although his cultivation is in the middle of the Huangdan realm, it is still possible to retreat with his own means. I just don't know if I can take care of these two people around me.

"It seems that we can only meet up with the other senior brothers as soon as possible. Zhang Yifan thought for a moment and nodded. Immediately, the three of them immediately set off and continued on their way.

In the days that followed, the sneak attacks were far from stopping. As a result, the three people were panicked. Zhang Yifan's determination to find out this person was a little stronger.

Then, Zhang Yifan told Lan Feng'er and Nalan Yue his thoughts. These two people are also soldiers now, and they are nervous. Such a big problem, if it is not found out as soon as possible, the spirit will collapse sooner or later.

Immediately, the two agreed with Zhang Yifan's idea.

After discussing with the three of them, they continued on their way.

This day, early in the morning. Zhang Yifan didn't move, but found some dry firewood to light a fire. The only unusual thing is that Nalan Yue and Lan Feng'er are missing.

The flames flickered, burning on the dry wood, crackling. Zhang Yifan sat by the fire with his eyes closed, motionless. And his divine consciousness had already spread for miles around him.

After a stick of incense, on the branch of an ancient tree, a figure gently fell on it.

The man held a fan tightly in his hand, and his eyes were like torches as he looked at the closed-eyed figure under the tree. Immediately, a cold glint flashed in his eyes, and the fan in his hand shook slightly.

Suddenly, a black gas floated out, turning into a black palm print in an instant, and pressed towards the figure by the fire with lightning speed.

"I can't bear it!" Zhang Yifan sneered at the corner of his mouth. He remained motionless, sitting by the fire.

As the black palm print approached him, his figure moved upward. In doing so, it is like a moth to a fire.

"Boom!"

The black palm print was pressed down, and the fire was splashed everywhere. In the dotted red flames, the figure suddenly turned into a blood mist. In an instant, it was a scarlet land.

"Done!" the man on the branch sneered, turning into a streamer of light and heading away. Suddenly, two breaths outflanked him from both sides.

If you want to dodge, it's too late. Suddenly, he made a sharp U-turn, turned back, and walked in the other direction.

Behind him, the two figures chased him closely, as if they were not dying.

"If you want to chase me, are you still far away?" after the person sneered, the mysterious qi in his body suddenly appeared. Clusters of silky blue aura surrounded him.

Suddenly, his speed skyrocketed. Gradually, the aura of those two figures became more and more. Just as he was rejoicing, suddenly a breath came in front of him.

"Not good!" he sighed, his heart shocked. Suddenly stopped, his fingers popping out. Suddenly, an ancient tree exploded not far away.