"Where are we going now?"

After crossing a jungle just now, Xiao Ling'er took out a purple snow ginseng from her arms, looked up at Jing Fan, and asked.

Jing Fan's body stood on top of the tree trunk, his eyes looked into the distance, and the corners of his mouth also raised a faint arc, and the solution of the matter made him feel a lot relieved.

During the three days of his retreat, he also asked people to inquire about his parents, and after Tianshanzi unified the Great Desert City, Yang Ling also led people to Little Rock City to find Jingba and Jingxiong.

But with the help of King Qingyong, there were no dangers several times, but fortunately, the people of the Jing family were also safe and sound, which made Jing Fan feel at ease.

At the same time, he was even more determined to wipe out Yang Ling in order to prevent future troubles.

"Now?" Jing Fan raised his eyebrows, looked at the rising sun, and said slowly: "Let's go to the Tomb of the Thunder Forbidden, according to Lei Wancheng's news, there will be a change there, the ice spirit is born, I don't know what the so-called ice spirit is, you can just go and see!"

Without waiting for Jing Fan to finish speaking, Xiao Ling'er on the side suddenly cheered, and said with a dance: "Okay, okay, let's go and have fun together, okay, I haven't seen what Ice Spirit is......?

Jing Fan stared at Xiao Ling'er with a headache, he knew that he wouldn't bring her with him, but now let's go to see the ice spirit together, I don't know what mess she will make?

However, at this point, he had no way to let Xiao Ling'er leave, so he had to say: "Let's just go and take a look, I believe that many big families here will know, this news is from the Lu family, there must be many people in those super families who can know this news, when the time comes, we can only watch from afar, not close, our purpose is ......"

"Got it!" Xiao Ling'er dragged out her voice, glared at Jing Fan with a full face, and muttered: "It's really annoying, isn't the purpose of that bullshit Tianshanzi?

Jing Fan was stunned for a moment, his face was full of sluggishness, and he was stunned in place for a while, and he didn't react for a long time.

Xiao Ling'er took advantage of Jing Fan's stunned efforts to quickly escape.

When the two of them came to Donggu Heavenly City, the two also quickly went to Lei Tianzong's headquarters, where Jing Fan once again got the news about Tianshanzi and Yang Ling.

"You mean, in the past few days, a lot of people of unknown origin have come to Donggu Heavenly City, and they have all entered the Thunder Heaven Mountain Range, and the Tianshanzi and Yang Ling I want to find are also mixed in?" Jing Fan looked at Lei Wanqian and asked out loud.

Lei Wanqian already knew about Jing Fan's killing of Lei Yi, but he naturally wouldn't stick to these small sections if he could achieve great things, and he also said at the moment: "That's right, during this time, I have withdrawn all the people who guarded the Lei Tian Mountain Range, because among those people, even I am afraid of those people who have identities and origins, and I don't want to cause any trouble!"

Jing Fan nodded slightly, he could naturally think of the problem of the Thunder Forbidden Tomb.

Seeing that Jing Fan was not the slightest surprised, a scene of surprise also appeared in Lei Wancheng's eyes.

With so many people going to the Thunder Sky Mountain Range together, his heart was also beating a drum, but there was still no way to know the situation after asking many people, which made him depressed in his heart.

But now, the kid in front of him who just came back from the Eastern Ancient Desert was not surprised at all, he already knew the news, what is the origin of this kid.

Because of the surprise in his heart, he couldn't help but look at Jing Fan and asked, "Do you know the situation here?"

Jing Fan smiled faintly and said, "It's good that you let people not go to the Tomb of the Forbidden Thunder recently, as for the rest of the situation, don't be too curious, because curiosity kills the cat!"

After speaking, Jing Fan did not continue to stay, and walked out of Lei Tianzong with Xiao Ling'er.

"What are we going to do now?" Xiao Ling'er put her hands behind her head, looked at Jing Fan, and couldn't help but ask out loud.

Jing Fan smiled faintly, looked at the Thunder Sky Mountain Range in the distance, and said, "There are less than ten days left before Lu Shen said that there are less than ten days left, and we have to go and see it, otherwise, I can't do it without the excitement this time!"

While speaking, Jing Fan also took the lead in rushing towards the Thunder Sky Mountain Range, Xiao Ling'er pursed his lips, followed closely behind, and quickly disappeared into the space.

When the two of them disappeared, in the side hall that was not easy to attract attention, Lei Wanqian also appeared, looking at the direction where the two left, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said slowly: "This Tomb of the Thunder Forbidden is really not simple, my old bones are already approaching, if you can successfully break through to the realm of the Lord of the Six Paths, everything will be a matter of course!"

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"There are so many people!" Xiao Ling'er looked at the large number of people gathered at the entrance of the Forbidden Tomb in front of her, and she also looked at Jing Fan with a strange expression and asked.

Jing Fan frowned, from the crowd around him, he could feel a very unusual fluctuation hidden in it, as if something strange was brewing.

"It's from the Tomb of the Thunder Forbidden!" Finally, when Jing Fan confirmed, although he had already prepared, he couldn't help but shout in surprise.

The fluctuations that came out of the Forbidden Tomb were like fermentation and brewing, as if a huge explosion might occur at any time, and with such a terrifying explosion power, I am afraid that even a powerhouse of the Lord of the Six Realms would be destroyed into powder when he came here.

No one was unmoved, and a deep look of horror appeared in their eyes.

Jing Fan's heart was also extremely shocked, faintly, from the brewing fluctuations, it seemed that the brewing of this thing called the ice spirit had not yet matured, if it was ten days later, the result would be conceivable.

"Xiao Ling'er, as a spirit beast physique, can you feel what is brewing in the Thunder Forbidden Tomb?" Jing Fan turned his head to look at Xiao Ling'er and asked.

Xiao Ling'er stared at the sky of the Forbidden Tomb with round eyes, and was stunned for a long time, then shook his head slightly, and said: "It's hard to sense clearly, but I can feel that there is a life form brewing here, and with the change of time, the fluctuations of that life form are becoming more and more intense......

"Lifeform?What is that?" Jing Fan frowned, "Could it be a natural elven body?"

Xiao Ling'er shook her head slightly, then nodded again, and then shook her head again, and said with a solemn face: "I don't rule out this possibility, but ......"

Just as Xiao Ling'er was about to speak, there was a sudden commotion among the crowd of onlookers in front of her.

"What are you talking about?Boy, the Ice Spirit God brewing in this Thunder Forbidden Tomb is predestined by our Holy Sword Gate, and you dare to force it in front of me?" A middle-aged man with a goat's beard was carrying a broadsword on his shoulder, staring at a gray-clothed young man not far in front of him with an unkind expression.

There were only two young men in gray, and behind him was an old man in green clothes, the old man's face was thin, and his eyes were deep-set, like an ordinary old man who was about to die.

If ordinary people are not observable, they will really think that the old man in front of him will be blown away by a gust of wind, even Jing Fan has used some small means to see the true cultivation of this old man.

The gray-clothed young man was pale, as if he had had a serious illness and had not yet recovered, and he coughed from time to time, wiping the corners of his mouth with a snow-white handkerchief every time, looking extremely delicate and cautious.

For the insult of the middle-aged man with a goatee, the gray-clothed young man did not raise his eyelids, and was about to turn his head and walk back, but the old man behind him also lowered his head and turned around silently.

Seeing that the old man and the young were about to leave like this, the goatee who had been angered before was suddenly angry, he looked back at the dozens of senior brothers who were standing behind him, and couldn't help shouting at the moment: "Brothers, just now this kid said that our Holy Sword Gate is rubbish, and he doesn't deserve to come here at all, you say, can we still bear it?"

While shouting, the goatee also suddenly gathered the broadsword in his hand and quickly rushed forward, and the surging vitality also burst out at once.

"The strength of the Seven Heavens, the division of three lives!"

A sneer flashed at the corner of Jing Fan's mouth, and he didn't take this group of guys who called themselves the Holy Sword Sect in his eyes at all.

Speaking of the Holy Sword Gate, it is a weaker force than the Xuannu Qing Palace and Lei Tianzong, and now he thinks that he is next to the second-rate force Tiandan Valley, so he came to the Thunder Forbidden Land to try his luck, but there are brainless subordinates who are causing trouble, and it is too late for the Holy Sword Gate to cry.

This old and young can come here without fear, without two brushes, who can be so calm?

However, the furious goatee completely ignored this, and the broadsword on his palm rushed rapidly with surging vitality, and let out a roar and looked towards the shoulder of the gray-clothed young man.

The gray-clothed young man didn't seem to see the scene in front of him, and he didn't dodge or dodge.

Just as the broadsword was about to land on the shoulder of the gray-clothed young man and split it in half, many onlookers couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamation.

But before they could react, the body of the middle-aged man with a goatee who rushed over flew upside down at once, and there was a crimson handprint on his chest, which was particularly shocking.

"It's ...... Red Palm Mountain People!"

Someone in the crowd recognized the old man and the young man, and many people exclaimed in surprise.

Legend has it that the people of Chizhang Mountain have received two disciples in their lives, and these two disciples are all one in a million, outstanding, and from ancient times to the present, the Chizhang Sect has been able to pass on to the present, and there are only three people, who have always been one head and two apprentices.

When the old head dies, the two apprentices will fight to the death, one side wins, and after the other side dies, the old head will abdicate, and it is this extremely cruel selection method that makes the thin red head of the house not eliminated by history, but has persevered.

Although the number of Red Masters is small, none of the people present dare to say that they can pick it alone.

The gray-clothed young man slapped the flying goatee with one palm, he didn't stop moving, and his body quickly left an afterimage in the same place, and quickly pounced on the many disciples of the Holy Sword Sect who followed behind the goatee before.

His figure swept by, and the snow-white silk scarf floated up, and when he retreated again, the white silk scarf fell, just as he put it away.

When the snow-white silk scarf fell on his hand, a strange energy fluctuation came out, and the bodies of several people in front of him, including the goatee, suddenly exploded, and blood splattered!