The vice president gave Han Fan half an hour to escape, which was already benevolent.

As an eyewitness, the vice president naturally knew that Huang Zhan's death was actually no wonder Han Fan, but Han Fan's identity was sensitive, a demon path mistakenly killed a righteous path monk, even if it was really a manslaughter, who would believe it.

Han Fan couldn't get rid of the suspicion at all, not only that, but the vice president also had to accept the punishment, and the disciples within the Deer Academy competed, and Han Fan actually stood in the ring.

This time, he was dismissed from the title of vice president, or sent to a place where he was left behind to be confined for several years.

Han Fan had already figured it all out when he was on the road, he was full of guilt, the previous dean had been removed for his recklessness, and this time the vice dean had to be punished for himself.

Thinking about it this way, it's actually not bad to fall into the Demon Sect by yourself, and it would be even better if you could go to the underworld.

At least it won't bother the people around you anymore.

Han Fan thought of the master he recognized a few days ago, so he found a witchcraft called Summoning God from the witchcraft that Gegra gave him last time, the name sounded quite powerful, but it was actually just a method of contact, the one that could be contacted across domains.

In fact, the word "god" in the name of "Shen" represents spirit and divine consciousness, not cultivation or the name of whom.

Han Fan researched and found that in fact, this witchcraft is not much different from the spells that circulate in the vertical and horizontal regions, except that the casting of witchcraft needs to catch the corresponding items, and the spell does not need it.

For example, one of the witchcraft given to him by Gergra is called the Blood Curse, which is used to cause the blood in the target to evaporate uncontrollably, and eventually bleed to death.

It sounds very powerful, but the blood spell requires the other party's blood, hair, and belongings, and the blood spell is ineffective against monks who are higher than their own cultivation.

For players like Han Fan, who regard cross-border combat as commonplace, this kind of thing is garbage, not to mention that the realm is lower than his own, even in the same realm, Han Fan has not been able to find someone who will take over his undefeated move.

There is a saying that no one in the world can escape the law of true incense, and Han Fan is no exception.

Originally, he thought that it was just a witchcraft for communication, and it shouldn't be too difficult, but after half an hour, the green tendons beating on his forehead betrayed his mood.

"The difference between this witchcraft and magic is a bit big!" Han Fan sighed helplessly.

Moreover, even the sorcery used to call the gods for communication has certain constraints.

The first is that the two sides must plant a bond in their hearts, the so-called bond is a kind of secret connection, which will involve the cause and effect of the two, although it is not a community of destiny, but it will have a joint impact.

Gegra had already planted a bond for Han Fan and himself last time, and the bond relationship between them was that of master and apprentice, as the saying goes, one day is a teacher and a father is life, so the cause and effect involved will be relatively large.

Han Fan didn't know that he had been cheated by Gegla, Gegra's kind of existence, of course, he wouldn't mind the cause and effect that Han Fan brought him, but the cause and effect that Gegla implicated Han Fan was not a trivial matter for Han Fan.

After having bonds, the second is the need for corresponding items, which is a common feature of all witchcraft, and there will be no kind of witchcraft that can be cast without the help of corresponding items.

The item needed to summon the gods is very simple, it is Han Fan's blood.

After an hour, Han Fan finally figured out the summoning god, and he randomly found a hidden place to prepare to perform.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, mobilizing the red-gold energy in the dantian, with Han Fan's control, the red-gold energy swam out from the fingertips, and slowly condensed a mysterious figure not far from the chest, this figure was drawn by a line, and the starting point was also the end. It's a bit like an abstract painting of some kind of flower, but it feels like a human figure.

Then Han Fan forced a drop of blood from his fingertips, and the blood floated towards the red-gold energy condensed figure, which turned into gas diffusion at the moment of contact, wrapping the lines of the figure.

The reddish-gold pattern turned blood-red in an instant.

"O you who are bound to me, listen to my call. Han Fan slowly recited the spell introduced by the witchcraft.

At this time, he couldn't help but complain about this spell, and it wasn't a movie, why did he want to be so secondary.

As soon as this thought passed, he suddenly sensed that something in this world had suddenly descended, and the red-gold energy in his body suddenly disappeared partially, and the shape on his chest began to change, and after a while, it condensed into a figure - it was Gegra.

Han Fan was still immersed in the feeling just now, as if some indescribable existence suddenly appeared in this world, and then left in an instant, and the red-gold energy in his body was the price of that existence.

"How did it feel to perform witchcraft for the first time?"

Gegra's voice pulled Han Fan back to reality.

"See Master...... Just now...... Is there really any existence coming?" Han Fan hesitated.

"Strictly speaking, no. Why do you have spells when you cast orthodox witchcraft, because spells are a way to call out to the witch god, and you need to use the power from the witch god and then pay the price. What you felt at that moment just now was just a flash of one-thousandth of the power of the witch god. Gegra explained.

"Orthodox witchcraft, what's the difference between unorthodox witchcraft?"

"Unorthodox witchcraft can't use the power of the witch god, and the price paid is to consume your own life, although orthodox witchcraft also has to pay a price, but the gap between the price and the price is big, and the orthodox witchcraft only consumes the energy in your dantian. ”

"I see, by the way, I want to go to the underworld, is there any way?" Han Fan hurriedly turned back to the topic, he was still being hunted down, so he asked the business first.

"I was about to tell you about this, I have sent someone to open up a space passage for the monks of the Four Realms to pass through, the specific location is at the junction of the North Continent and the Central Continent, among the witchcraft you have, there is a magic called 'Eighth Induction', after cultivating this witchcraft, when you are close to the space passage within a kilometer, you can sense the specific location, and this is also the witchcraft that opens the space channel. ”

"The disciple thanked the master. Wait, the eighth sense is the method of divine consciousness?" Han Fan reacted to Gegra's words.

The red mist condensed Gegra Phantom moved slightly, "Yes, the method of divine consciousness, the entry is still very simple, and it will become more and more difficult in the future." ”

"Casting such evil spells in broad daylight, Han Fan, I can be regarded as looking for you. As soon as the voice fell, a figure appeared not far away, looking at his clothes, it was a disciple of the Taoist Sword Sect. Immediately afterwards, five people arrived around him.

Gegra turned his head to look at the visitor, "Good luck, apprentice." "The random red mist vanished.

"Good luck to me?" Han Fan was stunned...... What kind of unreliable master is this?

Han Fan stood up, "O Supreme Heavenly Witch God, please give me the strength to destroy the enemy in front of me." While chanting the incantation, he controlled the red-gold energy to form a pattern that was exactly the same as the previous summoning god.

The six of them sensed the strange fluctuations that were different from the aura emitted by Han Fan's red-golden energy, and hurriedly set up their own defenses.

Watching Han Fan disappear in front of him, several people were messy in the wind.

The old trick is repeated, and the plan is to go.