Han Fan saw a figure appear in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, he came closer.

The person who came was Li An, the sect leader of the Chang'an Sword Sect, and there had been chaos in many places in the vertical and horizontal regions recently, and the teleportation array in Taigu Town was also said to have been occupied by monks suspected of being in the underworld, so when he sensed strong spatial fluctuations, he rushed here as soon as possible.

Although Li Ang is also from Chang'an City, he has never seen Han Fan, and has only seen his portrait on the Confucian manifestation. Therefore, when he saw a masked young man looking at him now, he did not recognize the identity of the other man.

"Senior, ah, someone is finally here. Han Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hmm, what do you mean?" Ang Lee wondered.

"The younger generation originally had something to do to go to Middle-earth, but I didn't think that I met someone halfway through, and I observed it, and I was uneasy in my heart, and I wanted to figure out what was going on, but my cultivation was really unsatisfactory, and I had no choice but to wait for someone to sense the abnormality and rush to come. ”

Han Fan inadvertently slowed down his speech, deliberately rambling on things that could be said in one sentence, delaying time.

"Oh?" Li An looked at Zhao Yan, who was doing it, and then at the space passage that was slowly expanding.

"Dare to ask the senior if he knows what he is doing?" Han Fan asked.

"You're unlucky to have met a monk from the underworld, who is opening up a spatial passage. Li An said lightly, without the slightest hint of being in a hurry.

Han Fan's mind raced, and he pretended to be puzzled and asked, "This monk I only feel that he has the cultivation of the early stage of the Four Realms, and he can actually open up a spatial passage?"

Saying this, I was worried that Li An would directly stop Zhao Yan, a monk in the early stage of the Four Realms opened up a spatial channel, and the strongest could only teleport a monk with the same cultivation, and people who were a little smarter would wait for him to finish casting the spell, and he could catch one more.

While the two were waiting, Ang Lee asked him some questions, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally:

"How do you think someone can sense it?"

"This momentum made me feel palpitations, so I thought it would be obvious, I was thinking so at the time, and I wasn't sure, but I didn't want to leave as if I didn't see it. Han Fan scratched his head and smiled at Li An, his eyes clear.

"When did you find him?"

"I found out before he cast the spell, I saw him running around, as if he was looking for something, at first he didn't care, then he suddenly stopped, and then he stretched out his finger and pointed it on his forehead, at first the black hole was not as big as it is now, only the size of a finger. ”

After that, Han Fan stretched out his little thumb and gestured.

"And then it got bigger and bigger, and I wanted to stop him, but I was worried that I would be affected, because it was terrifying. Speaking of this, Han Fan patted his chest.

"Oh, that's right. Li An nodded, looking at the slowly expanding spatial passage.

"Why are you masked?" Li An suddenly turned his head to look at Han Fan and asked.

Han Fan paused for a moment, one after another words flashed in his mind, and just as he was about to open his mouth to explain, Li An suddenly looked at the sky.

Han Fan was puzzled and also looked in his direction.

After a while, he sensed two impulses coming one after another.

Han Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, he was not familiar with these two breaths, if he came to the vice president of Zhulu, he would be directly exposed.

The person who came was the abbot of Baita Temple and a gray-haired man, Han Fan felt that this abbot was a little familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, he suddenly realized that this was not the abbot who persuaded him when he was looking for the little monk along the Nai River, it turned out to be not small.

Han Fan could probably sense the surging momentum contained in the three of them, which was similar to the aura on Dean Wang Zhichang's body, and the man beside him had a small sword embryo hanging from his earlobe, which should be the sect master of the Chang'an Sword Sect, and the abbot should be the abbot of the White Pagoda Temple.

As for this gray-haired man who looks very elegant, he doesn't know where it is sacred, he has seen all the masters in the Zhulu Academy, and there is no such person.

The three of them saluted, and the gray-haired man saw Han Fan staring at him vigorously, so he smiled back.

Han Fan saw the man smile at himself, and looked elsewhere with some weakness.

"It's ...... Spatial Passage?A Underworld Cultivator of the Four Realms is actually opening up a spatial passage on his own?" the gray-haired man was curious.

"It should be a passage built in advance, he just woke up this passage, but since it was made by a monk of the Four Realms, this spatial passage can't be passed on to a master. The abbot of the White Pagoda Temple analyzed.

"That's right. Ang Lee suddenly glanced at Han Fan.

The two also noticed Han Fan and looked at Ang Li one after another.

"Say it yourself. ”

"Good senior. Han Fan relayed what he said to Li An to the two of them as it was.

"Xiaoyou is kind in his heart, but why do you have to mask your face?" asked the abbot of Baita Temple with a smile.

Han Fan thought in his heart, this monk seemed to be the most harmless to humans and animals, but he was the most shrewd.

"Because I provoked some people who I couldn't provoke, I was hunted down and killed, so I had to hide my face. "Han Fan's words are half-true.

Suddenly, the eyes of several people turned to Zhao Yan's side in unison.

The space passage is condensed.

Several people locked Zhao Yan in an instant, and Zhao Yan was about to report the good news to Han Fan, but he didn't expect to be directly locked by three momentums, not to mention his fingers, and he couldn't even move a single hair.

The three of them walked towards the location of the spatial passage, and Han Fan hurriedly followed closely behind.

Li An sensed that Han Fan was coming, and he didn't care, after all, he was just a minor monk at the beginning of the Four Realms.

The three of them came and lifted the lock, but the aura on his body was aimed at him from afar, Zhao Yan suddenly saw Han Fan following the three of them, he was worried that he would show something wrong, and hurriedly lowered his head.

"Say, did you open up this spatial passage to summon your accomplices in the underworld and harm us in the vertical and horizontal domain? Han Fan was suddenly extremely emotional. It looks like jealousy and hatred.

"Heh, I can't hide it anymore, exactly. Zhao Yan suddenly blinked his right eye when he saw Han Fan speak, and understood his intentions.

The monks of the Four Realms have control over themselves as they please, and this kind of one-eyed blinking action will not happen unintentionally at all.

"Three seniors, this person is a demon Dao, damn it, it just happens that we are in the early stage of the same Four Realms, can the seniors give me a chance in the next time, I want to know whether the demon is one foot high, or the Dao is one foot high. Han Fan looked sincere, and took the gourd off his waist.

Zhao Yan noticed Han Fan's action, he knew that he was going to be put into the gourd and go to the underworld, his whole body muscles tensed, waiting for Han Fan's next move.

The three of them looked at each other, a little surprised, this situation was something they didn't expect, and they were a little stunned for a while.

"This spatial passage will continue to teleport to the monks of the underworld, if you really want to see the means of the underworld, it is not too late to wait. The abbot of the White Pagoda Temple spoke.

"Okay, Senpai. Han Fan secretly scolded this old bald donkey in his heart for being too shrewd, but there was nothing he could do about him.

Han Fan was thinking wildly in his mind, thinking about countermeasures.

The three of them thought that Han Fan would be fine, but the three of them obviously sensed an unfamiliar energy fluctuation and looked at Han Fan in unison.

I saw the mantra of the word "Yu" condensed in Han Fan's hand, and the red-gold word "Yu" floated above the palm of his hand, wrapped in a transparent shield.

"The way of the truth?" the three of them spoke at the same time, unable to hide the surprise in their eyes.

"You are actually a disciple of Confucianism in Zhongzhou, but why is the color of your writing power so strange?"

Of course, Han Fan couldn't tell them the reason, but for this matter, no matter how he made it up, he couldn't deceive it, the abbot of Baita Temple and the sect master of Chang'an Sword Sect were both disciples who came out of the three sects, and they didn't dare to say anything about Confucianism, but at least they knew the roots, and they couldn't be deceived by cheating.

Han Fan didn't intend to lie to them.

"Because...... Eh, master, why are you here? After that, Han Fen naturally took two steps forward and walked towards his master.

The three of them were coaxed by Han Fan's mantra, and when they heard Han Fan say this, they hurriedly followed Han Fan's gaze.

Han Fan instantly burst out, threw a corpse from the gourd and threw it at the abbot of Baita Temple, and then grabbed Zhao Yan's arm and put it into the gourd.

Zhao Yan is a living person, and he must be willing to earn the gourd, he has already prepared for this, so he did not delay half a time.

How could the reaction of the three of them be slow, they had already blocked the surrounding space at the same time as the Han Turmoil broke out, cutting off the possibility of the two of them escaping.

The abbot of the White Pagoda Temple snorted lightly, and the flying corpse was torn apart.

They didn't make a move against Han Fan at the first time, firstly because the method of true words made them have scruples, and secondly because they didn't think that the two monks of the early stage of the Four Realms could escape.

When Han Fan put Zhao Yan into the gourd and jumped into the space passage, the abbot of the White Pagoda Temple reacted and hurriedly made a move.

But it was too late.

His attack was shattered by the spatial energy, and Han Fan's figure disappeared into the spatial passage.

The faces of the three of them were gloomy, they were led astray by Han Fan, this passage, where is it to send people over, it is simply to send people away.

The abbot of the White Pagoda Temple recalled what had just happened and suddenly sighed.

Ang Lee and the gray-haired man looked at him.

"It seems that the masked kid just now is Han Fan. ”

The two stared at each other with wide eyes.

They also received news that they had appeared in Zhulu Academy a few days ago when they returned to Han Fan. With such an association, the purpose of Han Fan's coming to Beizhou was this spatial passage.

"He must have gone to the underworld, I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. The gray-haired man regretted.

"Put such a gifted demon cub back, I'm afraid we will suffer a lot in the future. Li An said helplessly.

"yes. "They remembered that Han Fan was greeted by the genius disciples of the three sects when he entered Zhulu Academy, and Han Fan's first-class understanding was not concealed at that time, and everyone knew it.

However, they didn't know that Han Fan was a golden Confucian qualification, and if they knew, they would probably have gray hair and regret their bowels.