"Whew!"

A few days later, a Changhong crossed the sky, when a huge mountain peak towered in the clouds, suddenly, this Changhong suddenly stopped, this mountain peak is the holy mountain of Haotu Sect, and this figure is no one else, it is Yang Fan.

Yang Fan stopped, Yaoyao looked at the holy mountain of Haotuzong, and infinite emotion rose in his heart, he had left Haotuzong for many years, and now he seemed to have a feeling of returning home, but although he sighed, but this time he was called back, I am afraid that there will be an incident that will not be smaller than the leakage of the desolate qi, if Lu Tianyun is here, I am afraid he will know about this matter faster.

However, no matter what, Yang Fan was already mentally prepared, thinking of this, a trace of determination flashed in Yang Fan's eyes, and he turned into a long rainbow again and flew in the direction of the sect.

"Brush!"

After Yang Fan came to the holy mountain, he didn't stay longer, but went to the head of Xuan Daozi for the first time, and he heard that his apprentice came back, and he was not idle, and he came to Xuan Daozi for the first time, only to see Yang Fan talk eloquently: "This is how things happened, and please ask the head and master to give the disciple a direction." ”

Xuan Daozi pondered for a while and sighed and said, "Hey, you still deal with such a force after all. ”

When Yang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but be silent, for a while, he didn't know what to say, he didn't have a belly of fire now, and some were just wronged.

Xuan Daozi also understood Yang Fan's thoughts, but no one wanted to see such a thing happen, but he smiled and comforted: " As a person, I will definitely help you, but as the head of this sect, I must take responsibility for this sect, so what I do will cause the entire sect to bleed at any time because of my wrong decision, and even bring a bloody storm to the entire Tianyuan Continent, so I will not put the entire sect into it, I can only say that since my Haotu Sect believes that you are our disciple, then the Haotu Sect will always be your backing, and you can just do whatever you want. ”

Looking at Yang Fan's somewhat reddened eyes, Xuan Daozi said: "However, I have only one request for you, and it is also the only advice for you, that is, what kind of things do you do, you must be worthy of your heart, otherwise, no matter how successful you are, you will definitely become the wedding dress of your heart demon, I think, now you also know what the heart demon is, so, think twice before doing everything, remember, remember!"

After Yang Fan heard this, he closed his eyes on the spot, the answer he wanted and the purpose had been achieved, as far as he was concerned, what he wanted was such an effect, no matter what it was, he could let it go, but the sect had only one request for him, that is, not to bring trouble to the sect, and at the same time, the sect also hoped that he could live well, so no matter what he did, it was fine, but he must be worthy of his conscience.

After a long time, Yang Fan withdrew from the main hall and put on a relaxed appearance, these things, Yang Fan finally said the words that had been accumulated in his heart, and the whole person seemed to be relieved.

Now after coming out, Yang Fan smiled, the days to come are still long, and at the moment, the fetters around him naturally have not fallen, so the second thing is to find those core disciples, senior brothers.

When he came to the Shanhe Courtyard, when he entered the compound, he found that all the brothers and sisters were standing here, and looking at this posture, it seemed that they were waiting for him for a long time.

Situ Long, Ji Leang, Ke Bufan, Jing Minghao, Han Huofeng

, Linglong, Lu Bing, Lu Hua, plus himself, the nine core disciples gathered again, and several people were like teachers, silent is better than sound.

However, I don't know how long it took, but in the end, the boss Situ Long broke the silence and said, "Eighth child, welcome back!"

"Boss!" Yang Fan also showed a happy smile at this moment, and shouted one by one: "Second brother, third brother, fourth brother, Linglong sister, second sister, third sister, boss!"

The eldest is Ke Bufan, not only the youngest, but also the last core disciple, so he is called the eldest child.

Situ Long walked up to Yang Fan, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Just come back!"

Then, a cold light sparkled in his eyes and said: "We won't just swallow this breath in this matter, so, over the years, because forces like Tiansha Tomb have gradually surfaced, everyone seems to have a new motivation." ”

After saying this, a hint of determination flashed in Situ Long's eyes, and he looked at Yang Fan's eyes word by word and said, "We are brothers!"

Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, and his heart was really moved by Situ Long's words, but he didn't say anything, because over the years, he had already learned what it meant to be strong.

However, looking at the expectant eyes of everyone, Yang Fan didn't know how everyone's strength was now, but he was too clear about the strength of Tiansha Mound, he didn't want to drag everyone into the water, but it was not good to waste their kindness, Yang Fan didn't speak, but everyone looked at him one by one, and everyone looked at him quietly, finally, Yang Fan seemed to be moved by everyone's sincerity, and faintly moved, but thinking of the strength of Tiansha Mound, it was like a basin of cold water that woke him up, and he couldn't help but sigh and said: "Tiansha Tomb is far from being as simple as you imagined, everyone, I understand your intentions, but, this time, please let me come by myself, this hurdle, if you don't let me come, I will never be able to pass, because, I don't want to see you again, and besides, this is still affected by me. ”

When Han Huofeng saw Yang Fan talking like this, his eyes suddenly widened like lanterns, and he said angrily: "You little cub, don't bluff people there, let me see how much your strength has grown in the past few years!"

As soon as the words fell, Han Huofeng's figure suddenly disappeared, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived in front of Yang Fan, but as a physical cultivator, how could he not keep up with Han Huofeng's speed?

Therefore, Yang Fan smiled, turned his face sideways with ease, and when Han Huofeng passed by him, Yang Fan's feet suddenly slid to the ground, and at a tricky angle, he pushed Han Huofeng with his shoulder again.

Han Huofeng's face changed instantly, and a huge force instantly made his chest ache.

"Kick Kick!!"

Han Huofeng didn't stabilize his body until he took more than twenty steps back, looking at Yang Fan in disbelief in his eyes, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed in his heart, he said with a sigh: "How is this possible? Is it really just because you are a physical cultivator?"

The others could not hide the shock in their hearts at this time, but as a beast tamer and insect master, Yang Fan's actions seemed to make them not very convinced, and Linglong said as a representative: "Old eight, let me see how your strength is?"

"Huh?" Yang Fan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then nodded with a smile and looked at Linglong, Linglong's Jizo marching ants were still given to Linglong by him, when he was in the depths of the desolation, he had no less dealings with Jizo marching ants, at this moment, Ling

Long took the initiative to stand up, although she didn't know what kind of considerations she had, but Yang Fan still had some expectations to see how far Linglong had domesticated the Jizo marching ants over the years.

"Look!" Linglong leaned on the storage bag with one hand, and then, with a gentle pat, a group of Jizo marching ants ran out overwhelmingly, it seeming, there were two thousand, and they were not small.

Since these Jizo marching ants came out, they have been frantically killing Yang Fan, and it seems that they have been ready to move before this.

However, he seemed to have noticed a detail, these Jizo marching ants seemed to be much bigger than when Yang Fan captured them before, could it be advanced?

After discovering this problem, Yang Fan was stunned, and then looked at Linglong with some suspicion and asked, "What did you give them to eat?

Linglong grinned and said, "I'll tell you if I win!"

At this time, several brothers and sisters who had not spoken all this time also began to gloat and quipped: "Eighth child, don't blame us for not reminding you, the current Linglong, but our famous fierce girl, except for the boss, no one can suppress her anymore." ”

"Eh!" Jing Minghao, who said this, seemed to realize something immediately, slapped his mouth violently and said, "I slap my mouth!"

When Yang Fan heard this, he also said arrogantly: "Since this is the case, then come!"

Linglong also knew that Yang Fan's strength was not ordinary, so she didn't make a big deal, after all, controlling so many Jizo marching ants at once was not a small cost to her, don't look at so many Jizo marching ants here, but in fact, their realm is not high, but their bodies are very hard, each Jizo marching ant can basically resist the strength of a Yuanying early stage, which is equivalent to the full force of a mid-stage monk, don't look at this number It looks very impressive, but, in the face of a level of physical cultivation like Yang Fan, it is actually not very useful, so Linglong attacked first after Yang Fan opened his mouth to say this, hopefully to be able to preemptively strike.

However, how could Yang Fan give her this opportunity?

After a short fight, Yang Fan had already measured the true strength of these Jizo marching ants, so every time he made a move, he punched one by one, and he didn't kill him, but every time he hit the weak point of their defense, he directly knocked them out, and he almost didn't even have a chance to fight back or resist.

Han Huofeng and the others, who originally planned to watch a good show, looked at Yang Fan in amazement, and it was only then that they realized how terrifying the Tiansha Tomb that could make Yang Fan jealous, even before that, Situ Long, who had always been indifferent, also looked solemn at this time, looking at Yang Fan's agile skills, and the composure and calmness of each shot, which made him secretly frightened, even if he had long been mentally prepared for Yang Fan's strength, but he was still shocked at this moment.

It wasn't until Yang Fan stunned more than 600 Jizo marching ants that Linglong seemed to be a little unable to withstand such a blow and stopped directly, so he unwillingly took back all the Jizo marching ants.

"Ding!"

Stopping, Yang Fan was about to say something, but the faces of several people changed suddenly almost at the same time, and they suddenly glanced at each other, only to hear that in their storage bags, a communication token rang, and the words were the same.

"All the fourth- to seventh-generation disciples in the sect, as well as the deacons and eighth-generation elders, hurry to the Huangcang Hall to gather, there must be no mistake!"