Xiahou Wuwu and his entourage are already working hard, and Zhang Fan needs to delay even more.

Zhang Fan looked at the ape puppet in front of him and asked softly, "First question, I don't know how long Daoist friends have been in this secret realm?" ”

The ape puppet looked at Zhang Fan, pondered for a moment and said, "Three or four hundred years, forget the specifics, it's too long." Now it's time for me to ask, right? ”

When Zhang Fan heard this, he nodded and said, "Please." ”

The ape puppet said again: "The exercises you are practicing are the exercises of the Shangqing Sect?" ”

"Yes, it's my turn to ask? How can I help you? Zhang Fan suddenly changed his way of speaking and said.

After listening to Zhang Fan's words, the ape puppet suddenly laughed out loud, and only after a while did he ask, "You want to help me?" Why are you helping me? Why are you helping me? Just rely on the strength of your Jindan Realm? Did you know that before the fall, I was already a monk in the late Yuan Infant period! After saying this, the ape puppet fell silent, as if caught in a memory.

Zhang Fan looked at the ape puppet opposite and didn't speak, he didn't want to disturb the memories of the ape on the other side.

All he needed now was to stall for time, and wait for Yingfei and Xiahou to win.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan glanced at the eagles flying them again, the battle situation was no longer as fierce as at the beginning, there were only more than thirty guards in the clan, and there were only twenty-five or six people still fighting in the secret realm trial, and the victory and defeat had been divided.

Zhang Fan was still looking at the ape puppet, but he didn't speak, he knew that the ape puppet could speak.

Finally, after the ape puppet was silent for a meal, he whispered, "Since the monks of the guard clan have been killed by all of you, then you can take them away." I'm going to close it here, and I won't come back for the next hundred years. After saying this, the ape puppet waved its iron and wood arm, withdrew the iron rod that was still under Zhang Fan's feet, and turned to go where it came.

It's just that the ape didn't walk fast, and his back was still a little sluggish, thinking of something, but he didn't say anything to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan watched the ape slowly move away, but he didn't pay attention to it, until the figure of the ape puppet could not be seen, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yingfei and Xiahou Wuwu.

At this time, Ying Fei and his group of five or six monks, now there are only more than thirty left, and they are supporting each other towards Zhang Fan.

There are still six monks left in the human race here, and there is one each in the grizzly bear clan and the green mantis clan, and the rest are the monks of the flying eagle clan, but in this way, the monks of the flying eagle clan have suffered the heaviest losses, seventy when they came in, and now there are only more than twenty people left, and more than seventy percent of the battle losses are not unmistakable.

And the Terran side also lost four, but fortunately, Xiahou Wuwu, Shi Yuhao, and Senior Sister Liu are all fine, but they all have different injuries.

Zhang Fan's aura at this time had been reduced to only the middle stage of Jindan, and he was still the most powerful monk in the world at this time.

Looking at the flying eagle flying, judging from the fact that it was flying with its wings, the eagle flying at this time should have also been injured, or the spiritual energy consumption was very large, and even the flying qi could not be done.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan said to Yingfei: "While I can still make a move now, I will go to break the ban first, and you will come over as soon as possible." After speaking, he said to Xiahou Wufu again, and then hurriedly flew towards the exit of the passage of Liguang Garden.

It's not that Zhang Fan doesn't want to go back with Ying Fei and his party, it's just that at this time, Zhang Fan's potential through the Seven Emotions Technique has been slowly fading, and at this time he is about to fall below the middle stage of Jindan, and even his state of mind has already been detached from the state of sword heart clearing, and at this moment, let him fight with the ape puppet again, he really can't say how long he can resist.

After a while, Zhang Fan came to the place more than twenty zhang in front of the forbidden formation, raised his right hand and pointed the three-foot long sword at the defensive formation, and after a little accumulation, a ball of white light appeared on the tip of the sword.

I saw Zhang Fan shouting softly: "Go." ”

A few miles away behind, Ying Fei and the remaining thirty or so monks were walking slowly, and at this moment, a loud noise came from the exit of the passage of Liguang Garden, and then a dazzling white light rose from the exit of the passage, and everyone knew that it was Zhang Fan breaking the formation.

With a loud bang, and several loud noises and dazzling white light, the passage fell completely silent.

It was not that Zhang Fan had already opened the passage, but that the effect of Zhang Fan's explosive potential had disappeared, and this was the time when he was weak.

In either case, they have to rush over as soon as possible.

When the group of monks flew to the door of the passage, they saw that the passage forbidden formation had broken a hole the size of a zhang, and the breach was still slowly healing, and this formation even had an automatic recovery function.

And Zhang Fan is not here.

A group of monks exited the cave that had been shrinking and exited the Dawn Garden.

In front of him is a valley of more than ten miles in size, the valley is extremely flat, and in the middle is a high platform more than ten zhang high, and there is a stone platform of three feet in size on the high platform, on the small stone platform, there is a stone cup the size of twenty quail eggs, the wine glass has an amber liquid, and from time to time it exudes a faint spiritual power, here is the so-called wine glass platform.

At this time, Zhang Fan was standing on the wine glass table, waiting for the arrival of a group of monks, but from a distance, Zhang Fan's figure was still tall, and from the breath sense, he was still a Jindan realm cultivator, as if he was not injured.

A few miles away was not far from the monks, and it didn't take long for the group of monks to come to the table of wine glasses.

When Ying Fei saw Zhang Fan on the wine glass table, a pair of eagle eyes shrank, and then hurried to the wine glass table.

When Ying Fei walked up to Zhang Fan and saw that the spiritual liquid in the wine glass table was still there, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When he was offstage, he had already sensed Zhang Fan's breath at this time, but he still didn't feel the breath descending again, and there was no change, so he didn't dare to make a move.

Zhang Fan wants this effect, at this time he is not as calm as he appears outside, but at this time he can't show his weakness, perhaps, that is the beginning of another battle.

At this time, a group of more than 30 monks came to the wine glass table one after another, looking at Ying Fei and Zhang Fan.

At this time, Zhang Fan and Yingfei were the highest cultivators here, and Zhang Fan's cultivation was even more rigid than the monks in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and they were even more invincible when they encountered it.

And obtaining this spiritual fluid has nothing to do with friendship, everything has to be based on strength.

Ying Fei looked at Zhang Fan and read aloud: "The spiritual liquid is just Zhang Daoyou, what do you have to say?" Or is it still according to the previously agreed allocation? ”

Zhang Fan turned his head to look at Ying Fei, knowing that he was afraid that he had any new ideas, so he just said lightly: "Just follow the previous agreement, end this trial as soon as possible, I want to go back as soon as possible and see my two apprentices." ”