Zhang Fan, who had been prepared for a long time, released two sword lights again, shattering the giant palm, and then continued to fly upward.

It's just that he was just six feet off the ground, and another giant palm attacked, and the size had risen to three zhang, Zhang Fan wanted to repeat the old trick when he saw this, and released the sword light to shatter it. It's just that all of a sudden, Zhang Fan felt a tide of spiritual power, surging towards the sword light that he was about to shoot, and Zhang Fan wanted to disperse the sword light in a hurry.

Suddenly, the sword light shook, and it burst open in an instant, blowing Zhang Fan straight down. At this time, the giant palm the size of three zhang had also slapped on the top of Zhang Fan's head.

Zhang Fan, who had inserted his legs into the valley ground, burst out with a loud shout, and slammed into the giant palm in the air with the power of his body. The fists and palms intersected, and after an explosion, the giant palms shattered and disappeared without a trace, revealing Zhang Fan's figure. It's just that at this time, he was extremely embarrassed, half of his body had been slapped into the mud of the valley, and only his chest was above the ground.

After receiving a blow from this giant palm, Zhang Fan was just about to breathe, when a huge pull came from the bottom of his feet, pulling Zhang Fan down. Zhang Fan is level 1, and he just wants to get his strength out of the ground. Suddenly, a sweet scent came from my chest.

Smelling this sweet fragrance, Zhang Fan felt a sense of powerlessness, and he couldn't exert his strength in an instant, and his eyes were foggy.

At this point, Zhang Fan already knew that he must have encountered a misty fragrance, and if he didn't get out of this place, he would not be able to die even if he didn't get out of it, so where would he dare to preserve his strength.

In an instant, Zhang Fan bit the tip of his tongue to strengthen his spirit, then closed his eyes, and immediately opened them again, condensed all his strength, and used the strength that could only be used when entering the Yi Jin Realm, and the power of the muscles and bones of his whole body suddenly exploded. Zhang Fan slapped his arms to the ground fiercely, and his legs also stepped down fiercely with this opportunity, using the power of the shock to pull his whole body out of the ground.

Zhang Fan, who barely got out of the ground, glanced at the purple smoke that slowly rose from the place where he fell just now, and forcibly endured the intention of sleeping, and his mind was swept away, and his heart was much more relieved. This purple smoke, called Yunluo, only has the effect of making people sleepy and is non-toxic. It's just that there is no antidote to this thing, and you must find a secluded place, otherwise you will fall into a coma after a while, and a mouse will bite you to death.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan didn't hesitate anymore, and ran towards a mountain wall he saw before, if he remembered it well, there seemed to be a cave there.

After biting the tip of his tongue for the third time, lifting his spirits and avoiding a coma, Zhang Fan finally came to a mountain wall, on which there was a three-foot-sized cave at a height of a few feet above the ground.

At this time, Zhang Fan was weak and could be unconscious at any time, but the cave was in front of him, how dare Zhang Fan hesitate, and then released the King Kong Sword and jumped up and climbed to the entrance of the cave. When I stretched out my head, I saw that the cave was a little deep, and there was nothing else in it.

Zhang Fan put his mind at ease, and with a force, he climbed into the cave, and then pinched the psychedelic prohibition under the arrangement of the cave entrance, covering the cave entrance, and a simple defensive formation, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief, and a greater sense of coma came, Zhang Fan finally entered a coma and fell into a deep sleep.

More than ten miles away from the valley, the woman in the Chinese robe took Wang Xinyue, Xiahou Wuwu and Jiao Qiao, standing on top of a feather-shaped Zhangxu flying boat, looking at the dense fog rolling from time to time in the direction of the valley, and after a period of time, it finally fell completely silent.

When the dense fog in the valley was completely silent, Jiao Qiao looked at the woman in the Chinese robe in front of him, bit his lip, and finally asked in a low voice: "Senior, can my master come out?" ”

The woman in the Chinese robe looked back at Jiao Qiao and said, "The secret realm of Qiyue has not yet been opened, and your master will rush in, and it is difficult to know whether he will live or die." But don't worry, since you are the disciples of Situ Nan's little guy, I won't be embarrassed for you, just follow me for a while, and in a few months when your people arrive, you will go back. ”

When Jiao Qiao heard this, he put his mind at ease, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Thank you seniors, but I'm still a little worried about my master, can my seniors explain the secret realm of Qiyue again?" ”

When the woman in the robe heard Jiao Qiao's words, she turned to look at the three children behind her, and when she saw that the three of them were looking at her, she couldn't help but play with her, and said with a smile: "You are so worried about him, why don't you go in and take a look yourself?" ”

Jiao Qiao heard the question of the woman in the Chinese robe, and arched his hand: "Back to the predecessors, the gentleman does not erect a dangerous wall, my teacher has taught us these a long time ago, not to mention that we are not slacking off, if we enter the valley, it is to cause chaos to the master, it is really not right." ”

After Jiao Qiao finished speaking, Wang Xinyue pointed at Jiao Qiao and said to the woman in the Chinese robe: "Senior, my brother won't let me go to the master. ”

Jiao Qiao and Xiahou Wuwu heard this, and the woman in the Chinese robe covered her mouth and smiled after hearing this, her voice was crisp and pleasant.

The eagles that were flying outside the feather boat around them flew a little farther away and no longer approached the feather boat, as if they were a little afraid of the woman's anger.

When the woman finally stopped laughing, she reached out and touched Wang Xinyue's head and said, "Little girl, you are so cute, why don't you stay with me!" I have a lot of fun and good food here! ”

When Wang Xinyue heard this, she hurriedly grabbed Jiao Qiao's arm and hid behind Jiao Qiao.

Jiao Qiao hurriedly gave a salute and said softly: "Senior, Xinyue is still young and ignorant, please don't blame it, if there is a place to collide with the seniors, everything will be borne by Jiao Qiao, please don't blame the seniors." ”

When the woman in the robe heard Jiao Qiao's words, she looked at Jiao Qiao, and then at Xiahou Wuwu, who had been talking to the side, and said, "Two boring boys." ”

Then he turned around, looked at the valley in the distance again, and said: "You all meditate and cultivate again, your master should not be able to come out in the near future, and now when you enter the secret realm of Qiyue, if you are not a person with a strong will, there will be death and no life." After saying that, a ban emerged, instantly enveloping the three of Jiaoqiao, which can be regarded as playing a certain protective role, but the three of them cannot come out of the prohibition.

The woman in the Chinese robe looked back at Wang Xinyue, her right hand shook, and a colorful feather flew out backwards, inserted it into Wang Xinyue's hair, and then ignored the three of them, quietly looking at the valley in the distance.

Jiao Qiao and the three of them were confused for a while, and when they wanted to get out of the ban but couldn't get it, they could only follow the explanation of the woman in the Chinese robe and began to meditate and practice within the ban.

And in the valley, in the hole where Zhang Fan smashed out of the ground, streams of purple clouds and mist emerged from the ground, as if they were spiritual, slowly drifting away along the route Zhang Fan left, chasing towards Zhang Fan's comatose and sleeping cave.

The prohibition at the entrance of the cave didn't seem to have any effect at all, and streams of clouds and purple mist slowly drifted into the cave from the entrance of the cave, enveloping Zhang Fan's body, but Zhang Fan, who was in a coma, didn't know anything.

At this time, Zhang Fan has returned to his hometown and returned to the place where he has been haunted by his dreams for four years.