At this time, there were not many disciples in the open space, and Wu Fan and the three of them were Terran monks, which was extremely conspicuous, and even the two pavilion masters couldn't help but take a few more looks. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

However, when the middle-aged man in the Dao robe and the big man of the Iron Tower were obviously stunned after seeing the little beast on Wu Fan's shoulder, the middle-aged man in the Dao robe had a trace of horror on his face, but without waiting for the two of them to think about anything, Wu Fan and the other two Terran senior brothers disappeared into the magic circle together.

The two pavilion masters glanced at each other, and they both saw a little horror in each other's eyes, and then the light in the hands of the pavilion masters of Ling Wu Pavilion flashed, and suddenly there was a pair of painting scrolls in their hands, and with a gentle blow, the painting scroll unfolded, leaking out a silver pattern inside.

If Wu Fan was here, he would definitely drop his jaw in shock, there was a lifelike demon beast painted on this painting scroll, which was at least six or seven points similar to the small beast on his shoulder, but the demon beast on this painting scroll was silver-colored, and there was a huge single horn on the top of his head, which was entwined with thunder and light, which looked extremely weird.

Although the pavilion master of Lingwu Pavilion knew that Wu Fan had a spirit pet, but he had not really seen this spirit beast, last time in Lingwu Pavilion, Wu Fan was in a hurry, and directly let the little beast hide in the purple gold bracelet, so the pavilion master of Lingwu Pavilion did not see the true appearance of the little beast.

As for Ling Tian's Pavilion Master, he didn't even know that Wu Fan had such a spirit pet, but judging from the expressions of these two at this time, it seemed that he was a little surprised by the little beast on Wu Fan's shoulder, otherwise he wouldn't have shown such a look.

But now that Wu Fan has entered the secret realm, even if the two of them are full of doubts, they can only wait for the end of the trip to the secret realm to find Wu Fan to find out, thinking of this, the two of them immediately made up their minds, and then the magic in their hands changed, and the huge magic circle buzzed, and then turned into two rays of light and disappeared.

The matter here is over, and the two pavilion masters also harness the retreat and fly towards the mountains in the clan.

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At the same time, on a towering tree in the secret realm, Wu Fan was sitting cross-legged on a huge branch, his chest was slightly undulating, and there were some fine beads of sweat on his forehead, while the little beast in his arms, holding a huge red fruit with two front paws, was gnawing on it.

After a while, Wu Fan finally opened his eyes and looked down at the little beast in his arms, with a look of helplessness on his face.

Speaking of which, it can be regarded as his bad luck, as soon as he was teleported in, he encountered a big tree with red dragon fruit, originally just wanted to collect some for the small beast to eat, who knew that the grass next to the red dragon fruit actually inhabited a group of first-order emperor bees, although the cultivation of these bee-like demon beasts was not high, but the number was hundreds, so that Wu Fan also took a lot of effort to finally kill it.

However, the spirit of the first-order demon beast was too weak to collect, so Wu Fan had no choice but to give up, and after picking the fruit, he found a big tree nearby to recover the mana he had just lost, although there were no other monks here, but if he didn't recover his mana in time, he wouldn't be able to deal with it in case he encountered other demon beasts.

It's just that the two senior brothers of the human race, it wasn't that something went wrong when they teleported, or for other reasons, they didn't appear with Wu Fan.

Previously, Wu Fan let the place where he teleported in seemed to be a forest, surrounded by all kinds of towering trees except for some low-lying swamps, he wanted to control the magic weapon to explore it higher, but there seemed to be some powerful prohibition in this secret book, he just flew a few feet and felt a huge force pressing down, so that Wu Fan did not give up the idea of flying with the weapon, and now he could only follow the forest step by step to see a step.

Fortunately, although it is a forest here, the trees do not grow densely, and the sky here is always as bright as day for some reason, so that Wu Fan, who is in it, does not have any sense of depression.

At the moment, there are no other monks here, but Wu Fan also knows that this trip to the secret realm will take a total of half a year, and in the previous time, these disciples must be at peace with each other, each looking for suitable demon beasts and collecting spirits, but if they get to the back, those high-level monks will definitely snatch the soul gathering bowl in the hands of low-level disciples, so as to ensure that they can enter the top ten.

After walking forward for another hour or so, the surrounding trees had slowly begun to turn into dwarf shrubs, and occasionally one or two first-order demon beasts shuttled among them, Wu Fan could only increase his vigilance and walk forward more carefully.

When Wu Fan walked out of the woods and entered a huge mountain range, some second-order demon beasts also began to appear frequently, but they were all second-order demon beasts with gentle temperaments, and Wu Fan didn't bother to hunt them.

In the following time, Wu Fan explored several more places, but did not find a suitable demon beast.

After searching for another hour or so, Wu Fan finally found the first target of this trip in a cave, a third-order demon beast that looked like a praying mantis.

This kind of mantis demon beast, Wu Fan has dealt with it a few times in the wilderness, so when he saw the praying mantis attacking, after dodging the attack of the opponent's front paws, an emerald green bracelet on his wrist suddenly emitted a faint green light, and then it was directly stretched into a slender silk thread, winding the praying mantis into a zongzi.

Then Wu Fan just slightly condensed his mana, and when these filaments were retracted, the mantis made the filaments cut into several pieces in an instant, and his internal organs splashed all over the ground.

As soon as the mana in Wu Fan's hand was collected, the filament was shortened again and turned into a bracelet and returned to his wrist.

This spiritual weapon made of dragon string silk and snake tendons not only barely felt the mana fluctuations when used, but also the silk thread turned into the spiritual weapon itself was extremely strong and extremely sharp, and it directly cut this shadow mantis, which was known for its defense, into several pieces, which was really an extremely insidious spiritual weapon.

Wu Fan is sure that if he urges this spiritual weapon within ten zhang, even a monk with the Great Perfection of the Basic Exercises can kill with one blow, of course, if the other party casts a spell such as protecting the body, the effect of this spiritual weapon will be greatly reduced.

Wu Fan secretly analyzed the pros and cons of this spiritual weapon in his heart, and then turned his hand, and there was an extra bowl-shaped magic weapon in his hand, which exuded a faint blue light.

This magic weapon is the high-grade soul gathering bowl issued by the clan before departure, which is enough to hold the spirit of tens of thousands of demon beasts, Wu Fan threw this bowl forward, and there were words in his mouth, and then he saw that the blue light flashed on this bowl magic weapon, and a reversal spewed out a ray of light from it, enveloping the corpse of the cockroach in it.

A pale green ball of light slowly flew out from the corpse of the praying mantis, and faintly turned into the appearance of a praying mantis, and kept struggling to fly towards the bowl.

Seeing this, Wu Fan put away the Dharma in his hand, and then put the bowl away.

Before they set off, the clan issued a high-grade soul gathering bowl to each person, thinking that the clan itself should also know that although it is impossible to hunt so many demon beasts by relying on the monks' own ability, but if they fight, it is natural that some monks will end up empty-handed, and those high-level disciples will naturally collect more spirits.

Therefore, the high-grade soul gathering bowl issued by the clan, on the one hand, the time for the opening of the secret realm is half a year, and the monks who enter the secret realm during this period will collect enough spirits, and on the other hand, it is naturally considered that if those high-level disciples snatch too many soul gathering bowls, they can gather all the spirits they have snatched together.

Otherwise, the number of spirits collected by each monk is uneven, and if the bowl is put away directly, it is estimated that there is not so much space in the storage artifact.

In addition to collecting the soul of this high-grade soul gathering bowl, it also has a function of transferring the spirit of other magic weapons through spells, thinking that if those high-level disciples really snatch other people's soul gathering bowls, they will only be interested in the spirit inside, and they will naturally not have the slightest idea about this magic weapon.

At this time, since Wu Fan had already collected the spirit, he naturally had no intention of stopping here, so he collected the magic weapon and disposed of the mantis's corpse, so he dodged and rushed away in another direction.

When Wu Fan's figure disappeared into the mountains and forests, where Wu Fan found the praying mantis before, a figure suddenly flashed behind a boulder, but it was an ancient barbarian monk wearing animal skin.

This ancient barbarian monk was carrying a giant sword behind him, and a big sword word was tattooed on his shoulder, as soon as he came out, he stared at the direction where Wu Fan disappeared, and then thought about it for a while, and the same one rushed to chase in the direction where Wu Fan disappeared.