Chapter 44: The Ten Thousand Spirit Tortoise

There was a faint light in the secret passage, and Han Fan carried the injured disciple on his back and quickly ran towards the exit.

"Keep running until you get to the exit... "The disciple of the ghost city is getting weaker and weaker, his injuries are too serious, and the sound of his heartbeat is getting weaker and weaker.

"Hey, don't sleep. Han Fan saw that there were two guards in front of him, and his spirit suddenly relaxed a little.

The two secret passage guards were shocked when they saw Han Fan rushing over, and they thought that they had found a secret passage on the other side, so they took out a psychic weapon and pointed their swords at him.

"Disciple of Xia Yuan Yuantian!" he saw that the two of them had drawn their swords, and the other side must have misunderstood him, so he hurriedly identified himself.

When the guard heard that it was Yuan Yuantian's person, the sword in his hand slowed down, and Han Fan took advantage of this kung fu to come to them in an instant and handed over the injured disciple behind him to them.

"Where is the head of the Zhou family?" Han Fan asked eagerly, I am afraid that Senior Brother Lu is very worried about the delay of these few days.

"Are you really a disciple of Yuan Yuantian?" the guard looked at Han Fan with a suspicious expression.

No matter how hard Han Fan spoke, that person just didn't believe it, if he couldn't beat the two of them, he would have given him two shameful iron fists in the morning.

"By the way, that kid Zhou Dong gave me a sign before. He hurriedly took out the sign to show them, and the moment he saw the sign, the two suddenly became extremely cooperative, and quickly brought him to the main hall of the Zhou family.

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The guards took Han Fan to the center of the city, patrolled ten steps along the way, the guards were very strict, and after half a moment, they brought him to the front of the Zhou family hall, and there were four people from the door.

A middle-aged man in battle armor stood with his hands in his hands, pointing out the battle, his face was resolute, there was a majestic aura between his eyes, obviously he had been in a high position for a long time, and around him, there was an aura rising, as if he had just finished the battle, making a low roar, but people shuddered, and what was even more surprising was that his size was as huge as a spirit animal.

"Family Master, Yuan Yuantian has sent someone!" the guard knelt down at the door and shouted.

Everyone who was originally discussing the matter was a little happy when they heard that Yuan Yuantian had sent someone.

"Come in, please come in!" the Zhou family master stopped his explanation and strode forward, and then the guards brought Han Fan to everyone.

"Family master, this is the person sent by Yuan Yuantian. "Although the guard has the token that Han Fan is holding, he has probed Han Fan's state before, he hasn't even opened up the Spirit Sea, Yuan Yuan Tianmo didn't send someone to entertain them.

When the two of them brought Han Fan in, everyone didn't pay attention to it at first, and when they heard the guards say that this person was sent over, everyone's faces changed slightly, and each exuded divine consciousness to check, and Han Fan who had no cultivation at all.

"Did Yuan Yuantian send someone to entertain me and wait!" Suddenly, a thunderous sound sounded, and Han Fan's ears hurt, and he was vaguely untenable.

The head of the Zhou family also probed that there was no one around, only this one, and his face immediately changed slightly, and he thought of all kinds in his mind for a moment, and when he couldn't find anything else, he was a little disappointed in Yuan Yuantian!

But he still looked at him with a gentle face, "Young man, you are alone, didn't you come with the other elders?"

No other elders followed. Han Fan replied truthfully.

After everyone heard this, they were all incredulous, and thought that Yuan Yuantian had given them up.

"But Elder Sun asked me to bring the Ten Thousand Spirit Tortoise. Han Fan's words fell again, and the originally gloomy eyes of everyone suddenly lit up and were full of brilliance.

"Ten Thousand Spirit Turtle, is that Yuan Yuantian's strongest defensive magic weapon, take it out and show it to me!" The person who was quite dissatisfied with Yuan Yuantian before changed his face suddenly, it can really be described as a Peking Opera face.

Han Fan then took out the magic weapon that Elder Sun had given him before.

"Is this the magic weapon Ten Thousand Spirit Turtle?" Zhou Long, the head of the Zhou family, looked at the oily green turtle in Han Fan's hand.

"Well, this is what Elder Sun gave me. He handed over the Ten Thousand Spirit Turtle in his hand to Zhou Long, and then Zhou Long gave the magic weapon to the person who changed his face.

The man looked left and right, and the more he looked, the more excited he became, and he almost kissed him.

"With these weapons, there is no need to worry that they will break through the protective array. The man said excitedly.

Then, the man turned into a meteor and flew away, stabilizing the barrier of the ghost city.

When the people around heard his words, they all relaxed, these days, it is really a reminder to live with fear, for fear that they will step into the gate of the hidden city, if the enchantment is broken, the legend of the hidden city will fall into their hands, and then Yuan Yuan will be innocent and suffer from the enemy.

The head of the Zhou family looked at Han Fan with a tired face, "Presumably you have been very tired physically and mentally in the past few days, you go to repair it later, they will not attack again in a short time." Zhou Long said to Han Fan with a smile, and he was also relieved at the same time.

After that, he waited for Yuan Yuantian's disciples to arrive, and repelled all the enemies who offended here in one go.

"What's your name?, whose disciple are you?" the head of the Zhou family squatted down and asked, otherwise Han Fan would have to look up at him all the time, and he squatted down to face Han Fan's face.

"Han Fan, Elder Taishang's personal disciple!"

"It turned out to be his disciple, no wonder he has such courage, the people of Sword Source Heaven and Star Source Heaven have already blocked the water surrounding the outer city wall, how did you get in?"

"Elder Sun told me that there is a secret passage leading directly into the city, which is really difficult to find, and when I was dodging, I happened to meet a disciple in the city who was also evading their search, and then found the secret passage under his guidance. Han Fan told the truth.

"It turned out that Zhou Ziyun took you to find it. The head of the Zhou family nodded thoughtfully.

"Okay, you go and rest first, Li Wang, take Senior Han's nephew to rest. Zhou Long called out to the guards standing outside the door.

After a while, the guard took Han Fan to a side room, asked the maid to boil hot water, prepared new clothes, and left.

After washing away all the stains on his body, the softness of the bed suddenly relaxed the tension, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at the head of the Zhou family after Han Fan left, he turned into a first-class star and quickly flew to the person who left before.

"Second brother, how is it, can you repair the city protection array?"

"Big brother, there is enough aura in this Ten Thousand Spirit Tortoise, and it will be repaired in a while, the strongest point of this magic weapon is defense, no matter how they attack this time, we don't have to bother to input spiritual energy to urge the city protection array. The person known as the second brother had a relaxed face, slightly eliminating the tiredness on his face, and his eyes had a strange light.

After a while, the two of them left here, leaving the Ten Thousand Spirit Turtle to keep transmitting spiritual energy to the city protection array, and gradually the large array was covered with a layer of Ten Thousand Spirit Turtle defense cover, and the two defenses were indestructible!

But after the two left, a figure quietly crossed by.