"What about you?" asked Chen Fan, glancing at the three of them in the distance.

"The three of us are willing to give up all the rewards of this trip, and only ask Daoyou not to do anything to the three of us. ”

The three of them glanced at each other and spoke in unison.

"You are dead, the reward is all mine!" Chen Fansen opened his mouth, and with a wave of his hand, three purple golden swords flew out, killing the three of them instantly.

Then Chen Fan turned his head, glanced at the thirteen nervous monks beside him, and nodded with satisfaction.

With another wave of his hand, a blood-colored light curtain covered them, making it impossible for outsiders to see or hear.

"Surrender to me, help me find something, as long as you find it, you will be free, the person with the greatest credit, I will take him to a place where you can ascend to the sky in one step!" Chen Fan spoke in a deep voice, his tone was unquestionable.

Everyone immediately raised their hearts to their throats, and understood that Chen Fan said that it was not easy to find something, and the process must be very difficult.

"I don't have a choice, either hand over some of the souls, or die now. Chen Fan saw that everyone was frowning and pondering, and spoke again.

"Murong Mingyue is willing to follow, respect you as the master, and let you send!" Murong Mingyue heard this, and immediately knelt on one knee, put his right hand into a fist on his chest, and spoke with a respectful expression.

"Zuo Mei is willing to follow, respect you as the master, and let you send!"

"The night is willing to follow, respect you as the Lord, and let you send!"

"Chiyun is willing to follow, respect you as the Lord, and let you send!"

......

"What the hell are you doing?" Xu Feng, the leader of the Burning Sun Sect, frowned and looked at the blood-colored light curtain in the valley.

Similarly, the leaders of the other five major forces were also a little confused, and they didn't know what Chen Fan was doing at this time.

"Good. ”

With a wave of his hand, Chen Fan took away the thirteen white and flawless divine souls floating in the air.

"Since you choose to follow me, then I don't want any of them to harbor ghosts!" Chen Fan suddenly lowered his voice and glanced coldly at the thirteen monks who had just handed over some of their divine souls, their faces were a little pale.

Everyone's hearts were tight, they were afraid that Chen Fan would suddenly regret it at this time and kill the thirteen of them directly, but they had no other way, even if they didn't hand over their souls, they would die!

"Since I chose to follow you, naturally I won't mess around!" Cang Ye, who was dressed in a black suit, was silent for a while and then spoke first.

"You won't ...... That doesn't mean the rest of you won't. Chen Fan stood with his hands in his hands, and spoke in a somewhat cold tone.

"Some of you may be members of the six major forces, maybe they are Tianjiao of the same generation, or they are the Taoists of a certain family, but from this moment on, you will only be my Chen Fan's subordinates!"

"Don't feel how talented you are, being able to do things under me proves that you are still useful, otherwise you would have been left with a cold corpse by now!"

"Take these sound transmission stones, as long as they are within a thousand miles, you can transmit sound. If I find out that any of them don't listen to the command or can't be contacted, you can pray that after I crush that part of your soul, the rest of the soul won't collapse on its own. Chen Fan took out thirteen blood-red sound transmission stones and handed them to the thirteen people in front of him.

The thirteen people looked at each other, and after a long time, they each accepted a sound transmission stone and bowed to Chen Fan.

"Listen, my name is Chen Fan, the demon son of the Autumn Dream Sect! follow me well, I won't treat any of you badly!"

Chen Fan waved his sleeves, and when everyone was still stunned, he had already removed the soundproof cover, looked at the mountains to the east with a flat gaze, and glanced at the six major forces above.

"It's over!"

Except for the leaders of the Chen family and the Frost Moon Sect of Cangwu Mountain, the other four were a little surprised.

"Is this a catastrophe?"

Chen Fan shook his head self-deprecatingly, and with a slight step on his right foot, a stream of blood rose to the sky, like a blood-colored sword stabbing fiercely towards the thin clouds.

A crimson light flashed, and I saw the blood rush into the clouds, scattering them in an instant!

"The thirteen of you are not allowed to join any forces, after receiving the reward, I will wait for you at the foot of Cangwu Mountain. After Chen Fan finished speaking lightly, he walked straight to the northern exit of the Meteorite Valley.

"What is he going to do?"

"What is he doing?"

“......”

One after another, the monks on the mountain range to the west were all startled.

"Huh?" Chen Feng exclaimed, pointing at the thirteen people.

"Second uncle, look at the thirteen people, walking towards the mouth of the valley in the south. ”

"See...... You go, you can recruit the best, if you can't solicit, you have to form a good fate, this son is definitely not a thing in the pool, and you can see the true face after the wind and rain!"

Chen Mad, who has always been arrogant, frowned, holding a roll of blood-red jade cylinders that had just flown from the sky, and his face was a little ugly.

"My nephew understood. Chen Feng retreated and walked towards the mouth of the northern valley with four powerful guards.

The mouth of the valley in the north is the exit of the victors, and what greets them is the solicitation of the six major forces.

And in the southern valley mouth, although there are also people from the six major forces, they will not recruit anyone, but only give out some rewards such as heavenly treasures.

"Chen is used to being free and doesn't like to be restrained!"

Chen Fan's eyes calmly looked at the people who came up and were ready to recruit his six major forces. With a wave of his robe, he turned into a bloody color and left, not wanting to take a second glance at the dazzling array of treasures, nor wanting to say a word to anyone.

"Arrogance!"

"Humph!"

"I don't know how thick the sky is!"

For a while, the people who came down the mountain to recruit Chen Fan felt that they had been slapped in the face, and they opened their mouths angrily, and each took out the sound transmission stone to report to the leaders of each family.

A team led by Brother Jiedan, and a hunting team composed of several Tsukiji monks quietly departed from each family's territory.

Only the Chen family, as if they turned a deaf ear to everything, leisurely sipping tea and chatting from time to time.

In less than half an hour, except for the Chen family, the leaders of the other five major forces changed drastically, and their faces were very embarrassed.

......

Seven days later, at the foot of Cangwu Mountain, a group of fourteen people galloped to the south of the riot land.

Half a moon later, on the periphery of the southern forest, on an unnamed hill, dozens of sets of unknown array flags were laid down by these fourteen people, and the thick clouds and mist were shrouded, like a fairyland!

The thirteen people were dressed in blood-colored robes, and they were cross-legged around Chen Fan, using the cultivation resources obtained by Chen Fan to kill a large number of cultivators to rapidly increase their cultivation and strength.

And Chen Fan was also cultivating the Nine Swords of Demon Searching, the Blood Demon Technique, and the Control of the Purple Pole Golden Sword.

Two years later, a thunderclap flashed, and a man flew out of the nameless mountain, stared at the thin clouds above the sky for a moment, and then offered a folding fan.

"Broken!"

Murong Mingyue drank softly, and changed his hands to make a trick, and the folding fan that looked a little quaint suddenly opened, revealing the exquisite landscape map in it, and gently fanned it towards the clouds, and a whistling wind blew up, entangled with the clouds.

Soon, the clouds gradually dispersed, the sun reappeared, and the sunlight fell on Murong Mingyue's body, emitting a trace of white gas, and the whole person seemed to have been sublimated.

"You are the first to build the foundation, and there will be the second and third in the future! Everyone can build the foundation, follow me well, and I will bring you to a height that you never dreamed of!"

Chen Fan's calm voice came slowly, and he walked out with the support of the remaining twelve people, looking calmly at Murong Mingyue, who had just stepped into the foundation.

"Thank you, Childe! Murong Mingyue will definitely live and die with him, and he will definitely live up to his son's expectations!" Murong Mingyue bowed respectfully, and at this time he had already sincerely followed Chen Fan.

He understood that in the land of riots, no force was willing to constantly provide him with a steady stream of cultivation resources to solve his doubts.

The cultivation resources of the thirteen of them have not been interrupted for more than two years, and with such a huge resource consumption, the ordinary forces are not willing to have that courage at all, and they are willing to spend so many resources to cultivate these thirteen people.

Of the thirteen of them, only Murong Mingyue broke through to the foundation building period, although he was the only one, he let everyone else see the hope of building their own foundation.

After all, in the past two years or so, there has never been a day when resources have been cut off, and the supply of sufficient resources has made them understand that it is only a matter of time before they build a foundation.