A blood-colored figure flew out of the Demon Pavilion and rushed towards the Donglin Mountain Range!

On the three mountains of the Autumn Dream Sect, except for some outer disciples who had not yet arrived at the sixth level of Qi cultivation, most of the others went to the Donglin Mountain Range, where they competed with the Autumn Alliance.

A very small number of disciples are still here, and there are three Yuanying elders in the three main mountains, and the other Yuanying elders have all gone to the front line.

It can be seen that this battle ...... It's not easy, if it's just an ordinary first-class sect and a second-rate sect, the Autumn Dream Sect is naturally not afraid......! It is a Thousand Machines Sect comparable to the second-level supreme sect.

Chen Fan stood with his hands in his hands, and the sword flew towards the Donglin Mountain Range. The Donglin Mountain Range belongs to the intersection boundary of the original Jinshan Sect and the Sword Sect, so it will take about a week to meet the past.

On the evening of the fourth day, Chen Fan was still flying with his sword, hurrying towards the Donglin Mountain Range, he had already entered the original Jinshan Sect's sphere of influence, and he would be able to reach the Donglin Mountain Range in less than two days, one day faster than he expected.

"There is a city in front, looking at the map, it should be the tattoo city of Da Chen Kingdom, just a good time to take a rest. Chen Fan saw a little light not far away, vaguely outlining the appearance of a city in the night sky.

Chen Fan put away the demon sword and ran towards the city from the official road. Seeing a group of carriages not far ahead, Chen Fan did not mean to avoid it, like a martial arts master, he quickly pulled the distance in between a few jumps.

"Stop!"

The two strong men on horseback at the end of the convoy heard the sound of jumping and landing behind them, so they turned around and saw Chen Fan constantly jumping and hurrying, his footwork was light, and he could breathe steadily during such a strenuous exercise, which was the realm of a martial arts master.

So the two immediately roared, pulled out their big knives, and looked at Chen Fan vigilantly. The rest of the escort convoy men also turned around and looked at Chen Fan with a vigilant expression.

Seeing that the distance between Chen Fan and the carriage was only ten zhang, a middle-aged man in a green robe arrived on horseback and blocked Chen Fan's way.

"In Xia Yitian, it is the dart head of the Dachen Guoxuanmen Dart Bureau, dare to ask what the brother is called?"

Yi Tian arched his hand towards Chen Fan and spoke slowly, his eyes a little cold. Recently, Da Chen Guo has been missing the darts and guards together, and when the convoy materials have not been lost, he can't help but be nervous.

"Under Chen Fan, he is a scholar. Chen Fan smiled slightly, and he really had a bit of a scholarly temperament.

"Then how can you do martial arts?" Yi Tian asked.

"Oh, I grew up in the mountains under freedom, and I just learned some fur from the mountain masters. Chen Fan smiled and spoke.

"Why do you have to rush at night, brother?" Yi Tian nodded and asked.

Chen Fan glanced at him with a little meaning, silent, and didn't want to pay attention to him.

"Let everybody be vigilant. Yi Tian turned to the side, lowered his voice and spoke to the subordinates beside him, and then looked at Chen Fan.

"I think the little brother seems to be in a hurry, then the little brother, you go first, we'll wait for you to pass before leaving." Yi Tian smiled and spoke, with deep meaning in his eyes.

Chen Fan squinted at him, and was just about to move, when his pupils suddenly shrank, as if he felt something.

Then one rolled back, retreating three or four feet in a row. I saw a few flying swords plunged straight into Chen Fan's previous position.

"Let's go, if you can't leave, you'll all be refined into the ghost sail by me!" a grim voice sneered, causing the mortals who were bound to panic.

"What's the panic, I'm here!" Yi Tian roared, and some of the panicked teams gradually calmed down, but there was a sense of fear spreading in everyone's hearts, and he himself had already been scared out of a cold sweat.

Chen Fan didn't speak, and looked around with a cold face.

"Refining mortal souls is similar to the style of the Black Soul Sect described by Shizun. Chen Fan thought in his heart, before he came out, he had heard the idiot Daozi talk in detail about the sects of the hostile Vaqiu Alliance, what their styles were, and what they needed to pay attention to when fighting them.

"I am the dart head of the Dachen Guoxuanmen Dart Bureau, dare to ask which way of friends it is, and please come out to talk about it, if there is a lack of road entanglement, I can give you some, there are unlucky times when you go out. Yi Tian stiffened his neck and spoke, although he was afraid, he couldn't help but stand up.

Yi Tian knew that the people in the shadows were not good at stubble, especially those flying swords that were inserted silently, they must be a senior master!

Chen Fan suddenly looked at the right side of the convoy, silent, and looked there with interest.

"Well, Xiaoyou is very warm-hearted, and it is a dart to be so warm-hearted. ”

An eerie voice came from all directions, and then an old man who practiced Qi ninth-level cultivation slowly walked out of the place where Chen Fan was looking.

Chen Fan had a strange look on his face, and said in his heart: "No, how did the monks of the Black Soul Sect get to the belly of the Jinshan Sect, isn't they fighting in the Donglin Mountain Range?"

"The seniors praised it falsely, listening to the seniors' accents, I'm afraid it's not a native of Da Chenguo, just like that little brother, not a native?"

Yi Tian's mind was extremely clear, since the flying sword was aimed at Chen Fan before, then the old man's primary target would definitely be Chen Fan, not himself and others. Feel free to mention it casually at this time, and the disaster will lead to the east.

Chen Fan moved his gaze again, looked at Yi Tian, and didn't say a word, but just a glance made Yi Tian feel like he had been seen through, which was extremely terrifying.

"Fellow Daoist, which sect and which sect? This is not the time for you to come here, and if you come at this time, you will die!" the old man with a compelling gaze spoke majestically, and then a small black flag flew out, and there was a skull on the flagpole, and the flag was also full of incomprehensible runes.

"Immortal...... Immortals!" Yi Tian and the others looked stunned, and then immediately knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

"Hundred ghosts!" the old man stood in mid-air, pinching.

The small flag stood in the air, and flew out of the skeletons transformed by the soul of the monk, a hundred of them, and bit towards Chen Fan fiercely.

"Sword!" As soon as Chen Fan drank, a jet-black and shiny flying sword came into his hand, and with a wave of his hand, he was disgusted by a storm of demonic energy, stopping all the flying skulls.

"You ......" The old man was shocked, this is not a Qi cultivator, it is far from being something that he can solve by himself!

Immediately cut off the control of the hundred ghost sails, and only thought about running away to save his life, after all, and his life, this hundred ghost sails that took several years of hard work are simply insignificant.

"Sword go!" Chen Fan let go of the flying sword and manipulated it to fly towards the old man who had escaped.

Suddenly flew by like a meteor, chasing the old man, and piercing the heart with a sword ten miles away.

Chen Fan then walked to the old man's death, took the storage bag, and returned to the convoy again, looking at Yi Tian.

"You are very good, the disaster will lead to the east, save your life first, and then seek a complete retreat. Chen Fan opened his mouth coldly and stood in mid-air, like a god.

"Up...... Shangxian spared his life, and recently there have been people missing in Da Chen Guo one after another, and the small ones have to be cautious. Yi Tian smiled bitterly and spoke, where would he have thought that this young man who looked seventeen or eighteen years old was actually an unfathomable immortal.

But since he is an immortal, why doesn't he fly with a sword, if he is not an immortal, he can be so powerful. I couldn't think of it after thinking about it for a long time, and I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: "Immortals are really extraordinary, and people can see through them." ”

"You said that there are often innocent people missing in Da Chen Guo recently?" Chen Fan's eyes shrank, and he faintly felt that things were not simple.

"Yes, yes, yes, I heard some friends on the official road say that there is no place for peace recently, and this situation also exists in other countries, it seems to be ......"

When Yi Tian said this, he glanced at Chen Fan with some hesitation.

"Say!" Chen Fan drank coldly.

"Yes, yes. It seems that there are many immortals fighting in a certain mountain range over there, and I heard them say that it is for some kind of treasure that even the immortals are excited about. Yi Tian pointed in a direction, which immediately surprised Chen Fan, because the direction he was pointing in was the direction of the Donglin Mountain Range.

"The Great Chen Kingdom is the mortal force of the Jinshan Sect, this kind of place is usually only here after the war, why is it that the Black Soul Sect has already sent people over when the war is still fighting. Chen Fan was still a little confused, and couldn't figure out what attracted them to this kind of mortal city.

Even if you refine your soul, you should find demon beasts and monks, the soul of mortals is far inferior to the soul of a monk, and the power of the magic weapons made will be much weaker.

"Is there a tattoo city ahead?" Chen Fan asked after being silent for a while.

"Yes, there's still twenty miles ahead. Yi Tian nodded.

"Okay, let's go. "Chen Fan's imperial sword flew towards the Pattern City, although he wanted to kill Yi Tian, but in the end, after thinking about it, forget it, the soul of a mortal is almost useless to him, and he will only kill by increasing his sins.

"Thank you to the immortals, thank you to the immortals!" Yi Tian gratefully bowed to Chen Fan's departing back, thanking him for not killing.

After a while, the convoy of darts set off again, moving towards the Tattoo City.

And Chen Fan had quietly entered the city from mid-air and landed in a small alley with not many people, and no one saw the black light.

Chen Fan simply put away his flying sword, slowly walked out of the alley, and walked towards the light.

The streets are lit up with lanterns, making the whole street as bright as day, with few shops closed and pedestrians constantly passing.

Chen Fan, who had never seen such a night scene since he was a child, froze in place for a while, looking at the endless crowd everywhere, a little incredulous.

"Is this the red dust of the mortal world?" Chen Fan said to himself in a low voice, he had never entered such a big city with millions of people, and naturally he had never seen the prosperity of the night market.

Like a child, look here, look there, ask a lot of innocuous questions, but after asking the price, they don't buy, which makes many stores quite dissatisfied.

Chen Fan, who was walking, was hit by someone, Chen Fan was stunned and turned back in confusion.

I saw a man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks sitting on the ground with his hands on the ground, looking dazed, and a money bag that looked very luxurious in his hand.

"He's a thief, he stole my lady's money bag, and he got a lot of rewards for catching him!" a woman in palace clothes with an ordinary appearance came panting, pointing to the man sitting on the ground in a daze.

Chen Fan glanced at the woman in palace clothes, and then stepped on the man with a slight kick.

"Ah......h

"Here you go!" Chen Fan threw the money bag in the man's hand and prepared to walk away.

"Childe and slow!"

A beautiful female voice came, and just listening to its voice, I felt that this woman must be a gentle and elegant woman.

Chen Fan turned around and saw a petite and delicate woman in pink walking slowly under the support of a woman in palace clothes.

This woman has a playful look in her eyes, but she is as dignified and decent as everyone's ladies, with snow-white skin and slender jade legs.

"The little girl has willow eyebrows, thank you for stopping the thief and taking back the money bag for the little girl. Feng Liumei bent over slightly, thanking Chen Fan.

"It doesn't matter. Chen Fan nodded, replied and was about to continue to walk around the night market alone, but was interrupted by Feng Liumei.

"Childe, but you want to play in this Nightless Street?" Feng Liumei said hurriedly.

Chen Fan nodded silently, a little impatient, he was not good at this kind of communication, he felt that talking like this was a waste of time, but he was embarrassed to say it directly to his face.