Chapter Seventy-One: Crisis

Almost without hesitation, a flash of inspiration flashed on Wu Fan's wrist, and a dark and simple small shield instantly appeared in his hand, and then Wu Fan let out a low cry again, the mana on his body condensed, and his body was instantly wrapped in a layer of purple flames. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After doing all this, Wu Fan let out a loud cry in his mouth, and a huge fist smashed towards one of the yellow-robed monks as fast as lightning.

Judging from the current situation, it was obviously impossible to defeat these four monks, Wu Fan only thought that he could seriously injure one of them and break the secret technique of combining several people, and then use the escape to escape.

Seeing this, a trace of disdain appeared on the faces of these four monks at the same time, and then with one hand, the blue hammer that was originally above the heads of several people spun around, and finally merged into one, turning into a huge blue giant hammer, and smashed down on Wu Fan.

Seeing that Wu Fan's fist was about to smash into one of the monks, and the giant hammer in the air was about to completely submerge Wu Fan, he was unexpectedly born.

The four of them only felt that the mana in their bodies was stagnant, and then the giant hammer was also divided into four, and the strong aura on the four of them also became nothing, which made Wu Fan, who originally had the intention of losing both, instantly become surprised and happy.

No matter why these four people appeared in such an abnormal state, Wu Fan would not care so much, a purple flame burst into one fist, and continued to smash towards one of the yellow-robed monks, with the intention of killing it directly with a punch.

It's just that the joy didn't last long, just a moment after the four people appeared abnormal, Wu Fan also felt that the mana in his body suddenly stagnated, and the purple flames on his body also disappeared completely.

Wu Fan was shocked in his heart, and before he could understand what was happening, he felt a faint fluctuation emanating from his body, directly imprisoning him in place, unable to move a bit.

As for the four yellow-robed monks, like Wu Fan, they also stared at Wu Fan with a shocked face at this time, it seems that several people originally thought that the abnormality on their bodies was caused by Wu Fan, but at this time, seeing that Wu Fan was also in prison, they naturally understood that there was no Wu Fan's magical powers at this time.

Several people hurriedly tried to use their mana to break free from the shackles, in this case, no matter which side broke free from the shackles first, the one trapped behind them only fell.

Knowing this truth, several people naturally didn't dare to have the slightest intention of sparing mana, and they all fought hard to condense mana in the body of fate, trying to break free from the shackles.

And at this moment, the forbidden fluctuations that had surrounded a few people became a little stronger again, and then Wu Fan felt that his eyes were dark, and a sense of dizziness suddenly occupied all of his perception.

Although this feeling of dizziness was strong, fortunately it did not last long, but after a moment, after the dizziness on his body disappeared, Wu Fan found that he was already deep in a pitch-black space.

And in the center of this space, six huge pillars formed a huge altar, and the green light lingered on the altar, and more than a dozen monks were flying up and down, as if fighting for something.

Wu Fan took a closer look and saw a golden ball floating in the center of the altar, with runes on it, and the inside of the ball was gray, which was in stark contrast to the golden light outside.

Wu Fan was thinking about carefully examining the space here to determine where he was, but unexpectedly, the fluctuations behind him were together again, and then a dozen monks in purple robes appeared not far behind Wu Fan.

As soon as these purple-robed monks appeared, the first monk with slender eyes was obviously a little stunned, but when he saw Wu Fan in a white robe not far away, he was stunned at first, and then his face immediately became ecstatic as if he remembered something.

"Wu Fan, I really didn't expect that there is a way in heaven that you don't go, but you come to this ancient secret realm, this time I will see where you can go. ”

This slender monk was the same Elder Wang who had plotted against Wu Fan once in the Flame Sect, although a few years had passed, but since Wu Fan was only less than twenty years old when he condensed the Golden Pill, his appearance had hardly changed much.

After the monk condensed the golden pill, the aging and change of his face would become extremely slow, which was why Elder Wang recognized Wu Fan with just a glance.

"What, you are Wu Fan, boy, you dare to kill my son, if you don't crush your bones and ashes today, and refine your soul, the old man swears not to be a man. ”

When a middle-aged monk with a hooked nose heard this, he also shouted angrily in his mouth, pinched the law with one hand, and conjured a big black hand in the air and grabbed it towards Wu Fan.

This middle-aged man said it so bluntly, no matter how stupid Wu Fan is, he should be clear, this middle-aged monk with a hooked nose is the head of the Demon Yan Sect, and this head seems to be the same as the holy woman of the Huachen Sect, who used secret techniques to change her cultivation into the late stage of Jindan, so she entered the secret realm.

"It's really unlucky, you can get into trouble everywhere. ”

Seeing this, Wu Fan didn't dare to make any big noise, and scolded in a low voice, but he didn't mean to pause at all, and he shot away in the direction of the altar at a rapid pace.

"In the middle of Jindan, it's impossible, it's only been a few years, this son has actually condensed Jindan, the head is slow, I still remember what my subordinates told you before, this son was just a low-level disciple in the back kitchen of the Agni Sect a few years ago, it's only been a few years, and it's actually condensed Jindan, I think there must be some earth-shattering secret on this son, and the head of the sect still captured it alive first, searched the soul, and then killed it. ”

Seeing that the retreat that only a Jindan period monk could control appeared on Wu Fan's body, this Elder Wang hurriedly reminded the head who was about to rush out, and at this time, Elder Wang was even more convinced that there must be some earth-shattering secret on Wu Fan's body.

Otherwise, in just a few years, he jumped from a lower-level cultivator in the Qi Condensation Stage to two realms in a row, and became a Jindan Stage cultivator, this kind of cultivation speed, it is estimated that there is no such thing in this immortal cultivation realm throughout the ages.

"Hmph, you don't need to talk too much, the old man naturally knows how to deal with it, you all follow the old man, there seems to be a treasure on this altar, just work together to take it down, and then look for the exit." ”

When the head of the Demon Flame Gate heard this, he snorted coldly in his mouth, gave a few orders without looking back, and then chased after Wu Fan with his feet.

Wu Fan saw the head of the Demon Flame Sect chasing after him, he was really shocked and hated in his heart, the other party was a Yuan Infant Cultivator, even if he was suppressed in this secret realm, under the full exertion, his speed was much faster than him.

In desperation, Wu Fan, who originally planned to find a place to hide, changed the direction of the light and flew towards the altar quickly.

At this time, more and more monks were teleported, and when they saw a group of purple-clothed monks chasing a white-clothed monk and flying towards the altar, the other monks subconsciously felt that there must be some anti-heaven treasure on the altar.

All of a sudden, the others began to fly towards the altar as well, and the entire space instantly became chaotic.