Just looking back at last night's battle, Yin Fan could easily deduce that Zi Zheng was seriously injured in this battle. Excluding the intensity, the time span is at least more than ten hours, not including the true yuan consumption during the time when the sub-tribulation is on the road.

Sitting in the room of the natal coffin, Zizai leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and felt very laborious even to move.

Perhaps it was the sea of ink surrounded by Kyushu in the middle that changed the sky, and the instability of the air flow caused the weather in Zhongzhou to not improve. Since Sinan City entered the Kongsang Mountain Range, the storm has been raining incessantly for more than a day and a night.

Such bad weather, coupled with the serious attrition of the sub-tribulation in the battle, the speed of the natal coffin passing through it was much slower.

As one of the two major mountain ranges separating Zhongzhou and Yuanzhou, Kongsang Mountain cannot be compared with Jiusang Mountain regardless of its altitude or coverage area.

The water unicorn imprisoned in the courtyard lay on the ground, too lazy to move.

In this way, Yin Fan became bored, although he experienced a desperate friendship with Zi Zheng, but limited to the special nature of the blood silk talisman, he did not dare to rashly take it out to treat Zi Zheng's injuries.

On the other hand, these two people have always worn masks when they meet, and they never show their true faces.

There was a time in the middle when he entered the room and closed the door, presumably to clean up the blood that had been spit out from the battle.

Yin Fan sat on the railing of the corridor and leaned against the column, looking up at the image above.

It's impossible to tell if it's night or day. The layers of clouds still showed no sign of dissipating, and the pouring rain poured down on the mountains and forests like sharp arrows. Yin Fan didn't bother to use the mask to check what time it was.

Zi Zheng did not isolate the sound outside, the "whine" sound of the wind howling, and the "dong dong" sound of the rain hitting the natal coffin. Not to mention the sound, the picture has always shown twelve white-clothed people carrying a coffin through the air, and Yin Fan himself was a little panicked.

In the distance, the shadows of the mountains were covered with a hazy mist at the edge of the silhouette under the torrential rain. Seeing such a scene, Yin Fan secretly speculated in his heart that it should be daytime at this moment.

Otherwise, how could we see the shadows of the mountains?

Zizai walked out of the room and looked up at the scene outside. At this moment, a centipede-shaped lightning bolt pierced through the clouds, illuminating the scenery farther away.

A plain looms, and at the end of it the outline of a city emerges.

Maybe he has been in the natal coffin for too long in the past few days, and Yin Fan hasn't reacted when he sees that city. Zi Zheng withdrew his gaze from the image, looked at Yin Fan and said:

"Not far ahead is Zhongzhou Tongwei City. ”

Yin Fan came back to his senses and groaned slightly. He knew that Zi Zheng was waiting for his answer, to see where he was right. If you put it farther away, it will naturally be confidential and safer.

After all, the two of them made too much noise about Sinan City, and it has been some time, and there are always people who will spread the news through various channels. However, such bad weather is a bit of a crime for Yin Fan, who can't fly.

Yin Fan looked at the image again, looking at such a big storm with the mood of the moment, he suddenly felt a burst of refreshment that he had not felt for a long time. He smiled and said:

"Let me go down at the foot of the hill ahead. ”

Zi Zheng nodded, his right hand resting on his chin in a pensive gesture, and quickly turned around and walked into the room to take out a white oil-paper umbrella.

"For you. Zi Zheng threw the umbrella over.

Yin Fan took the umbrella, his expression was a little subtle. Could this person be a mind-reading man? Is it rare that he has seen through the mood of wanting to get drenched in the rain?

Yin Fan shook his head helplessly and looked at the oil-paper umbrella in his hand.

Although it is extremely simple white, the workmanship is extremely meticulous, and the oil and wax covered with the umbrella cover are not like ordinary colors, and Yin Fan can't recognize what kind of material it is. The umbrella handle hides a thin sword without a sword pavilion, and as soon as you pull it out, you can see the word "Xiaoxiang".

Yin Fan tried to inject a trace of true yuan into it, and the umbrella actually emitted a faint light, pulling Yin Fan into the air. He was stunned and couldn't help but say:

"This umbrella ......"

"It's a magic weapon to control the sky, although it can't be compared to the flight of the imperial object, but you should still have some use. ”

"Good goods!"

Yin Fan couldn't help but retract the umbrella and play with it repeatedly. I am missing such a thing now, otherwise I walk a tightrope every day, and there is really no stable means to fall from the sky one day.

"That's it, I'll take you out. Zi Zheng said this, put his hand on his shoulder and took him out of the natal coffin.

Although the rainstorm was heavy, Zi Zheng and Yin Fan's cultivation was already extraordinary, and the raindrops that were close to it were all shaken apart by Zhenyuan, forming a vacuum zone.

"By the way, what should I do if I contact Shi Zheng?" Yin Fan almost forgot about such an important matter.

"Use this tool. A fixed point of contact that will sense the time calamity, and just take it to find a contact. Zi Zai tapped the wooden figure hanging on his waist with his hand, and pointed to Yin Fan's mask.

Zi Zheng waited for a few seconds, and when he saw that Yin Fan had no other questions, he nodded and said, "In that case, I'll leave first, and I'll see you next time." ”

Yin Fan smiled and said, "If it is, then it's great." ”

Zi Zheng looked at him for a long time, shook off the sentence "Don't worry", returned to the natal coffin, and disappeared into the night.

Yin Fan took a deep breath and felt the unique breath of a rainy day. He took off the mask and put it in the storage bag, stretched out the umbrella to cover his body, and removed the real yuan that was protecting him. The sudden rain on the umbrella made Yin Fan's hands tremble slightly, and then a curtain of water formed on the edge of the umbrella cover.

Yin Fan shook his head helplessly, and walked towards the lonely city in the distant plain by stepping on the weeds that were overwhelmed by the rain, like a wisp of white lonely ghosts. It didn't seem to be a long way, and Yin Fan also walked for nearly an hour. Standing in front of the gate of Tongwei City, he was somewhat surprised.

If it is because of the heavy rain, it is understandable that there is no one to guard the city gates. But since there is no one to guard it, why is this gate so wide?

Looking through the wide open city gate, it was pitch black, and the outline of the building was extremely blurred, and there was not even a human voice.

First a thunderbolt lit up the place, and then a huge roar struck, shaking the entire city as if it were shaking.

Yin Fan frowned and walked forward, and the hand holding the umbrella couldn't help but use his strength.

The architectural style of Zhongzhou is different from that of Yuanzhou, mostly using black tiles and blue bricks, bluestone slabs to pave the road, and the main road behind the four city gates leads straight to the city lord's mansion in the middle.

It rained for a long time, and the whole city seemed to be soaked in water. Walking on the road of the bluestone slab, I felt that I couldn't step on the slate, and the water that had overflowed my ankles made my feet look soft when they came into contact with the slate.

After walking for a while, I didn't find any inns lit up, let alone ordinary houses.

Could it be that I guessed wrong, it is late at night at this moment? With such a question, Yin Fan buried his face in an oil-paper umbrella and walked around the city. However, as in the same way as the scene just now, I don't feel any breath associated with living people.

Yin Fan stopped, turned around and walked up the stone stairs, put away his umbrella and knocked on a wooden door with the word "wine" hanging on it.

Unfortunately, the knocking on the door was not as loud as the rain dripping on the house. Yin Fan's patience was exhausted by the strange scene after entering the city, he frowned, raised his leg and kicked the wooden door directly into it.

The door slammed into the hall, followed by the sound of wine jugs cracking. The only thing missing is the voice of the people.

The roof of this shop is very good, and there is no rain leakage. However, due to the fact that the windows and doors were all sealed, and the sky was dark, the inside of the shop was completely dark, and nothing was visible inside.

At this moment, Lei Guang helped a lot. But Yin Fan, who was standing at the door, couldn't help but be taken aback when he saw the scene inside, and was so frightened that he took three steps back, and only woke up after being drenched in heavy rain, and hurriedly walked under the eaves again.

In addition to the door and the smashed wine jar that he had just kicked away, there were five or six corpses lying in the wine shop. Liquor spilled over the counter and soaked the corpses, drenching thirsty blood in an instant.

Yin Fan took a breath to calm his mood. The patrol's gaze finally rested on the door leading to the backyard.

He groped his way in the darkness and pushed the door in.

"Huh?"

Yin Fan raised his eyebrows, and he found that the door seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't push it. This time, he directly used the true yuan and pushed the door again.

The door that was not very hard was directly pushed away by him, and it seemed that something else flew out with it. This is not a backyard, but a kitchen connected to the front hall, next to the living room.

To Yin Fan's surprise, there was a window open at the top of the kitchen, and the rain came in from inside, flowing everywhere. However, because of this, the light from outside came in a little bit, and I could see the current situation a little clearly.

Suddenly there was a movement in the dark corner, a strange breathing sound, followed by the sound of stamping on stagnant water. That's where that strange thing landed when I pushed the door open.

Even in the hall behind him, there was a strange noise, and something was rising from the ground.

Perhaps, don't guess what it is.

Yin Fan's right hand holding the umbrella handle quickly pulled out Xiaoxiang, and the sharp blade swiped in front of him and then inserted Xiaoxiang back into the umbrella handle. The speed was so fast that even the umbrella that had lost its support did not have time to fall down.

Yin Fan turned around and walked out, ignoring the sound of the object behind him falling to the ground. With a gloomy face, he quickly walked out of the city.

This city is already a dead city.

It's just that I don't know who made such a ruthless heart, killed the entire city, and made zombies with ghosts!

However, before Yin Fan could take a few steps, the city gate visible in the distance slammed shut. He stood in the middle of the bluestone road, holding a white oil-paper fan, wearing white clothes, which looked even more dazzling.

"Young man, you're here, don't you have to hurry up. ”

In an alley fifty meters in front of Yin Fan, an old woman with a hunched waist walked out. She was on iron crutches and her hair was wrapped in a dark cloth. With such a heavy rain, she walked bare against the rain.

No, she didn't get drenched in the rain. Yin Fan keenly noticed that the raindrops were less than half a centimeter away from the periphery of her body, and they were bounced away to form a circle of mist.

"These people, did you kill them?" Yin Fan's face was buried in an oil-paper umbrella, and he couldn't see his expression at all.

"How dare an old woman who has half her foot in the soil create this killing karma, don't you say?" But then again...... old woman's dry face like a dead person smiled, "You are a young man who is only the ninth level of the Spirit Breaking Realm, do you still want to care about this kind of idle thing." ”

"So, these people's deaths have something to do with you?"

"Hehe......" The old woman slowly approached from a distance, and the "dong dong" sound made by the iron cane touching the ground was unusually clear. "What can you do to me if I say something about me?"

"Then you ......" Yin Fan raised his umbrella and revealed the golden mask on his face.

Yin Fan's body disappeared into the rain in the next moment, and when he reappeared, Xiaoxiang's sword tip was only ten centimeters away from the old woman's throat!

The old woman's pupils shrank, obviously taken aback, but she was not alarmed.

A palm silently appeared at his side, tightly gripping the tip of Xiaoxiang's sword. Hearing a roar thicker than thunder, he threw the sword in his hand directly into the distance.

Under this terrifying force, Yin Fan was thrown out of more than 50 meters, and rolled on the ground for more than 20 consecutive laps before stopping. Yin Fan stood up from the ground, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was washed away by the heavy rain before he could wipe it.

Yin Fan stood up, picked up the umbrella, and inserted the Xiaoxiang sword into it.

Next to the old woman was a man wearing an imperial crown and a python robe. His face was expressionless, his body was shriveled, and the python robe looked loose on him.

Yin Fan gasped. This old woman's cultivation is not the first in the ruin realm, and the zombie next to him, he can't see through it.

This is no longer an ordinary zombie that ordinary ghosts can create at will, I'm afraid it's already a corpse king. And the materials selected are also very promising.

"I really didn't expect it, I thought it was the little ghost who killed Xiluo Liang. The old woman smiled predictably, leaned on iron crutches, and walked towards Yin Fan in a flash.

"Pretending to be a ghost. Yin Fan snorted coldly, raised the Heavenly Tribulation Dao Seal, and shot out a thunderbolt. The blue-purple thunder spread rapidly in the rain, and soon became a power grid more than ten meters wide and rushed towards the old woman.

The old woman just walked forward. The corpse king beside her threw a punch at the incoming thunder. The thunder that possessed the power of the Heavenly Tribulation was actually scattered by him with a single punch.

Yin Fan's face changed, and he faced the old woman and the corpse king head-on, and the victory and defeat were divided. Leaving aside the Corpse King, it would take a little effort to deal with the first level of a True Realm. And this old woman is extremely gloomy, and there are many secret tricks, so it's hard to say whether she can win steadily.

The name Xi Luo Liang, of course, Yin Fan is very familiar. A few days ago, when the Seven Senses Lord and Zi Zheng were talking, both sides clearly called out each other's names.

One is plain white, and the other is Xiluo Liang.

And this person can call the name of the seven leaders of the curse, if she doesn't have some ability, Yin Fan won't believe it. From the side, it is even more obvious that this old woman must also be a person who realizes the curse.

And when he heard what the old woman said just now, Yin Fan's heart sank. I didn't expect that so soon, the news that the Lord of the Seven Senses was killed by him and Zi Zheng had already spread.

What are you going to do now? Run?

Yin Fan thought about the current situation while cautiously stepping back. The old woman seemed to have the intention of teasing him, and she was not in a hurry to make a move, but this also gave Yin Fan more time to think.

Tongwei City is located in the narrow plain between Jiusang Mountain and Kongsang Mountain, because of its special geographical location, there are not many merchants who go to the northern part of Zhongzhou through here, and more of them are selling herbs.

As a result, Tongwei City is not prosperous.

Yin Fan looked out of the corner of his eyes and saw all the black tile houses, most of which were residential houses, and a few were converted into shops. The only visible high-rise attic is the castle lord's mansion and the corner towers located at the four corners of the castle.

The way to escape through buildings is not available.

If you use the oil-paper umbrella given by Zi Zheng to control the sky, the speed must not be as fast as the old woman's royal object.

Race for speed?

No, my instantaneous attack just now used a move that I accidentally comprehended in Fusang City, and I can't use it continuously. The Corpse King was able to stop the Xiaoxiang Sword in such a short period of time, even if he used the Xuantian Sword Shadow, he might not be able to ask for the benefits.

And as soon as the Xuantian Sword Shadow makes a move, it is very likely to incur the opponent's real killing move, resulting in a total loss.

It can be inferred from this that even if you want to use Xuanhuang Zhenyuan to run away, you may not be able to outrun the old woman's chase.

Do you use a jade flute?

Forget it, the last time I used the Tianyu Xiao in the battle with Pei Puppet, the people here and there woke up as soon as they stopped, and it may be useful for some people whose cultivation is lower than their own, but it is difficult to say if they are a little higher.

Yin Fan smashed his mouth, and after thinking about it, the final conclusion he came to was to open the hemolysis seal and the second evil. But although he was able to escape after opening the earth, he was doomed to die after that.

Thinking like this, Yin Fan simply stopped, stood in the torrential rain and looked at the old woman and the corpse king who were getting closer and closer.

"Boy, why don't you run away?" the old woman saw that he didn't move, and even stopped.

Yin Fan narrowed her eyes, and the old woman was unexpectedly vigilant. If she had gotten closer, he could have found some flaws in the sneak attack, and maybe some possibility.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt shot out again from the clouds, falling among the houses in the distance, blowing up the courtyard to pieces. The loud bang came into Yin Fan's ears for a long time, and it also woke Yin Fan up from a somewhat desperate mood.

Heavenly Tribulation Dao Seal!

Yin Fan's eyes lit up, he had been thinking about how to run just now, but he had forgotten the true use of this magic weapon of the main attack. He smiled coldly at the old woman, took out the Xiaoxiang umbrella and rose into the sky, pointing the Heavenly Tribulation Dao Seal to the sky.

Soon, a trace of thunder fell on his ring, reserving a trace of energy.

The old woman playfully watched him rise into the air with an umbrella, but when she saw the second magic weapon of his imperial envoy, she was shocked and said in surprise:

"Use two magic weapons at the same time? Who are you from Loose Valley?"

Of course, Yin Fan would not tell her that her Heavenly Tribulation Dao Seal did not need an envoy at all, as long as it was worn on her hand, it could take effect. He carefully controlled the Heavenly Tribulation Dao Seal to absorb the thunder, otherwise he would not be struck by the thunder if he accidentally played with the thunder.

"Cloud Thunder Mountain's Thunder Method?" the old woman had a puzzled look on her face.

In the blink of an eye, five or six thunderbolts were absorbed by the Heavenly Tribulation Dao Seal. At the same time, a trace of true element began to appear around the ring, as if it was about to shoot out with thunder.

"Who are you?"

The old woman's face finally changed, she didn't dare to hold it up anymore, thunder is one of the basic forces that give birth to all things in the world, and if Yin Fan continues to gather like this, it will be okay. She knocked the iron cane in her hand hard, and the corpse king beside her stepped through the bluestone slab and rose to the sky, raising his fist and blasting at Yin Fan.

"I'll see how you hide from me in the air!" Yin Fan raised the Heavenly Tribulation Dao Seal with a cold snort, and slammed the thunder attached to the additional True Yuan attack straight towards the Corpse King.

The sky shone, the clouds rolled, and the huge blue-purple light enveloped Yin Fan, and the thunder turned into a beam of light and collided with the corpse king.