Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, it was the next morning.

Zhang Fan finished pranayama and came to the hall. Jingyi was already waiting in the hall. As soon as she saw Zhang Fan come out, she said, "Senior brother, will we leave now?" Zhang Fan nodded and said, "Yes, let's leave now." Jing Yi thought slightly, nodded and said, "Okay, senior brother will taste tea in the hall first, and I'll go and prepare." With that, he went into the secret room.

Zhang Fan sighed slightly, and said secretly: "Originally, I wanted to stay in the secret realm for one more day, but unfortunately the world is not up to anyone." Thinking about it, he picked up the fragrant tea and tasted it, and thought about it. His expression gradually became a little gloomy.

It turned out that after Zhang Fan came back from the Beast Hunting Guild last night, he found that Dugu Mutian had disappeared, and there was no communication jade talisman left. Zhang Fan secretly thought: "I failed to kill Dugu Mutian yesterday, but I formed an indissoluble enmity with him, I think he must have been afraid of me, so he took the opportunity to leave, but the truth of the matter may not be what I guessed? Besides, Murong He saw that I had been to the Xuanying Spirit Pool, and he didn't dare to provoke me because of Senior Sister Narcissus on the surface, but who knows if he would gather a large number of foundation building period monks to besiege me? I have a black sword in my hand, and the true yuan is also richer and purer than ordinary people, and I can defeat enemies of the same level who are several times my own, but the ancestor stipulates that the same sect must not fight, and I cannot kill the same sect for no reason, after all, I am far from being the opponent of the Jindan monks. Besides, tomorrow is the day the secret realm closes, if I am besieged by others at that time and trapped in the secret realm, I will definitely not be able to get out within ten years, and on the premise that there is no follow-up exercises during the foundation building period, improving my cultivation is just a joke. I had to leave a day early. Do your best to find the follow-up exercises of the Xuanming True Water Formula. ”

While Zhang Fan was thinking, Jing Yi came out of the secret room and said with a smile: "Senior brother." Why are you in a daze?" Zhang Fan smiled awkwardly when he heard this, stood up, and asked, "Jingyi, everything is packed, nothing has been left behind, right?" Jingyi shook her head and said, "It's nothing, it's just that the second senior brother left ahead of time without saying a word." Zhang Fan smiled: "Hehe, maybe he doesn't think it's convenient." I left early. Let's go. Jingyi nodded, and the two left the cave mansion and came out of the formation.

"It's been ten years!I wonder if my father and mother have been out of the customs?" Jing Yi sat on the black sword. Snuggled in Zhang Fan's arms, looked slightly at the quiet valley that was getting farther and farther behind him, and sighed. Zhang Fan flew towards the teleportation array with the black sword and replied, "Yi'er." We'll go out later. Just go straight to your house. Jingyi shook her head and said, "No, I don't want to go back for the time being." ”

Zhang Fan smiled: "What's the matter, are you worried that you didn't succeed in building the foundation and will be blamed by your uncle and aunt?" Jing Yi shook her head, her face a little gloomy. Zhang Fan said: "Are you still worried about the affairs of several senior brothers of your clan?" Jing Yi sighed softly: "Senior brother, although my father told them to protect me when I was in danger ten years ago, there was no rule that they must protect me desperately." Now, several senior brothers have died in the secret realm, but I can't do anything about it. I feel sorry for them. Zhang Fan said: "It's none of your business." Monks cultivating immortals can't get through the difficulties. There is only one way to die. They don't have enough chances, and dying in the secret realm can only mean that they have no chance of immortal dao in this life. You don't have to be sad. Jingyi nodded lightly and remained silent.

Seeing that her mood was still heavy, Zhang Fan didn't say anything more, but continued to rush towards the teleportation array. He said secretly: "The Dugu family where Jing Yi is located is one of the four major families of the Beiming faction, although it is not as good as the Beiming family and slightly weaker than the Murong family, but it is also a real Beiming Wannian family." She is the daughter of this generation of Dugu family, with a noble status, although she has been training in the secret realm for ten years and has not succeeded in building the foundation, but after going back, within five years, she will definitely be able to become a monk in the foundation building period. Originally, she didn't need to be sad about the deaths of a few side disciples of the family, but after she had been cultivating in the secret realm for ten years and had been with all the senior brothers for a long time, how could she turn a blind eye to their deaths?

"Kill!" shouted loudly, and suddenly pulled Zhang Fan back to reality from his thoughts. Jing Yi screamed, "Be careful! Senior Brother!" Zhang Fan's consciousness opened, and the surrounding scenes fell into Zhang Fan's mind one by one. A large group of Qi Cultivators and three early foundation building monks besieged him. In the blink of an eye, three sword lights approached Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan snorted angrily, hugged Jing Yi, his mind moved, and the black sword slashed at the three treasure flying swords that shot at him like lightning. With three crisp "clicks", the three treasures split in two and turned into scrap metal. The three foundation-building monks cried out in pain, "Ah!" They all spurted out large mouthfuls of blood and fell from the air. Those Qi cultivation period monks were involved by Zhang Fan's momentum, and their faces were pale one by one, and they fell to the ground with a "snap".

Zhang Fan fell to the ground with Jingyi in his arms, and the cultivators were so frightened that they retreated. Zhang Fan glanced at everyone and said coldly: "Fellow Daoists, haven't you heard of the ban of the ancestor and the fight between the same sect!"

"Say!" Zhang Fan shouted, and the momentum around him exploded violently, overwhelmingly pressing down on everyone. The monks were intimidated by Zhang Fan's momentum, and they broke out in a cold sweat. Someone couldn't bear Zhang Fan's momentum and begged: "Senior Brother Zhang Fan, we didn't mean it, you spared us, right?"

Zhang Fan snorted coldly, shot in front of the person who spoke like lightning, grabbed him, stared at him fiercely, and shouted: "Hmph! You are a monk in the foundation building period in vain, and you actually ignored the ban of the ancestors, regardless of the friendship of the same family, and surrounded and killed me, you are so bold!"

"Wow!" When the blue-robed monk heard Zhang Fan ask, he was horrified in his heart, the treasure weapon was injured, the internal injuries deepened, and he couldn't help but spew out a large mouthful of essence blood. The man hung his head and pleaded, "Senior brother, we were wrong, you can spare us." We heard that you have obtained a large amount of Xuanming True Water, and the ghost is obsessed, so ......" Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Fan shouted: "Who said that! Where did I get what Xuanming True Water?" The man said: "Senior brother, I heard from someone after the auction last night, and now almost all the monks in the outer layer of the secret hunting layer know the news." Zhang Fan was shocked when he heard this, and said secretly: "It's broken." It must have been done by Murong He's thief, and it will definitely be dangerous for me to go this way. He asked, "Then do you know that there is anyone like you who is intercepting me halfway?" The man trembled. Shaking his head, he didn't dare to look at Zhang Fan's falcon-like gaze, and said in a trembling voice: "No...... I don't know. ”

"Rubbish!" Zhang Fan threw him into the distance, glanced at everyone, and saw that they were like lost dogs. The more he looked at it, the more angry he became, and the black sword in his hand kept trembling, making a "buzzing" cheer. Everyone turned pale one by one, and cold sweat flowed, lest the sword in Zhang Fan's hand be like a genius. Turning into a ray of colored light, it splits them in two like treasures. Zhang Fan let out a slight breath and said secretly: "I can't kill these people." There are too many of them, if I kill any of them. After going out, you will definitely be besieged by the elders in the door. even alarmed the ancestors in the door. I can't leave under the pursuit of Jindan Ancestor, I can't kill people lightly. Thinking about it, the anger on his face gradually disappeared, and his face became calm.

Jing Yi looked at Yi Qiqi in her eyes and said softly, "Senior brother, let's go out quickly and explain the situation to the Punishment Elder." Zhang Fan said secretly: "Yes, I can't wait." If there is anyone in front of you. I don't know if I'm going to kill someone. Thinking of this, he said lightly: "Okay." Let's go. After speaking, he took Jingyi Imperial Sword and left towards the teleportation array Imperial Sword, no longer caring about the stunned people on the ground.

Qi cultivation period cultivators are not a little bit of a mystery for Zhang Fan. The treasure weapon was damaged, and the monk in the early stage of foundation building who was seriously injured was no threat to Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan kept everyone's faces in his heart, and spared them for the time being, but the next time he met them, things would not be like this again.

Originally, the teleportation array was not too far away from the Beast Hunter Guild, and Zhang Fan was flying slowly before, so he would fight those fools, at this time, he naturally didn't want to pay attention to those guys on the ground, and he didn't want to cause more trouble, so he flew at a high altitude with his sword, and after a while, he came to the place where the teleportation array was.

Zhang Fan and the others fell to the ground and found that there was a misty valley in front of them. Zhang Fan's divine consciousness scanned the white mist, and could only see the scene of a hundred zhang in a radius, and the other places were very vague, and said secretly: "It is worthy of the gossip maze array set up by the ancients, and my divine consciousness in the late stage of foundation building has been severely suppressed, and it can only exert the effect of the divine consciousness in the early stage of foundation building." I'm afraid this formation is at least a third-level formation. ”

Jing Yi stopped after watching her senior brother stop, and reminded, "Senior brother, it's here, let's go quickly." Zhang Fan came back to his senses, his brows stretched, and he smiled: "Okay, let's go." As soon as he said that, his divine sense moved, and according to the method that Senior Sister Narcissus had originally used, he opened a passage in the formation, and then pulled Jingyi into the white mist.

In a moment, the two of them came to the teleportation array within the Lost Trace Formation. As soon as Jingyi saw the colored light, she shouted, "Senior brother, it's here, let's go in." Zhang Fan's consciousness swept away, his face suddenly turned pale, and he hurriedly pulled Jingyi and said, "Wait a minute." ”

"Haha, Zhang Fan, you're finally here!" Several eerie laughter suddenly sounded. Jing Yi exclaimed, and in a blink of an eye, she saw that she and her senior brother had come to a vast white sea of fog, and a cold wind was howling and ruthlessly blowing towards the two of them, and the roar of thunder resounded through the heavens and the earth. Zhang Fan hurriedly let go of the air shield and protected Jingyi.

Jing Yi said anxiously: "Senior brother, we have been plotted, what should we do?" Zhang Fan said lightly: "Don't be afraid, there is me." As he spoke, he pulled her tightly, and his divine sense probed the surroundings, and the scenery of a hundred feet came into view one by one.

Zhang Fan knew that he was trapped in a formation, somewhat like the Nine Palace Killing Formation he had encountered before. His expression was solemn, knowing the power of this formation, he could gather the strength of nine people to kill the enemies in the formation, and the power was infinite. This was obviously the Nine Palaces Killing Array arranged by the nine foundation building period monks, and Zhang Fan was a little worried about the situation of himself and Jing Yi.

Just as he was concentrating, a loud shout came. One person shouted: "Zhang Fan, die!" The thunderclouds rolled between heaven and earth, and a bright light fell fiercely towards Zhang Fan from the nine heavens. Zhang Fan snorted coldly, hugged Jingyi, jumped up, his heart moved, and shouted: "The emperor is in charge of the world!" In the blink of an eye, a black shadow shot into the sky like lightning, slashing at the thunder in the sky. With a loud "bang", the black sword fell, the thunderclouds in the sky dispersed, and a figure fell from the sky.

Zhang Fan recalled the black sword, and one shouted again: "Zhang Fan, die!" A gold-armored giant slashed at Zhang Fan, and the blue sword light shot down like lightning, Zhang Fan didn't have time to fight back, so he had to turn on the silk armor defense. With a monstrous loud noise, Zhang Fan's robe was shattered. Holding Jingyi, he was knocked away by this sudden blow and thrown into the clouds.

Zhang Fan secretly hated: "How can their speed be so fast! Could it be that someone is a mid-foundation building monk?" However, before he could finish thinking about it, the cheers came again. Someone shouted: "Zhang Fan." Let Lao Tzu send you on your last journey!" When Zhang Fan heard this, it was Murong He, and he was furious in his heart. Immediately got up, summoned the black sword, and shouted: "The emperor is in charge of the world!" said a multicolored sword light that shot into the clouds like lightning.

"......Ahh Murong He didn't have time to hurt Zhang Fan, so he was killed by Zhang Fan with a single blow.

"Zhang Fan, look for death!" A golden-armored giant suddenly appeared from the sky, and the dark blue sword light struck again. Zhang Fan shouted angrily. The black sword in his hand showed no weakness, and a multicolored sword light shot into the sky. The multicolored sword light shot into the golden-armored giant, and a masked man fell abruptly. Meantime. That dark blue sword light dissipated outside Zhang Fan's armor light shield without the support of the aura.

Zhang Fan shouted: "Dog thief! Die!" As he spoke, he shot into the clouds and shot down to the man. In the clouds, the masked man saw Zhang Fan coming. Then he shouted: "Zhang Fan." You're going to stay here forever!" said that, the momentum on his body increased suddenly, and in a blink of an eye, he climbed to the peak of foundation building.

The sword spirit shouted: "It's not good, master, this is a fake Dan monk! Hurry up!" Zhang Fan was stunned, and the masked man smiled and said, "The Northern Darkness Devours!" said a monstrous giant palm with an unparalleled coercion that shrouded Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan suddenly had a sudden change, and the true qi that had just been in his hand was forced back by Shengsheng, and a feeling of suffocation was suppressed in an instant. Zhang Fan felt that the gates of hell were opening to him.

Seeing the giant palm enveloping Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan would turn into meat paste in the next second. Zhang Fan couldn't help but shout angrily: "No!" Suddenly a monstrous black aura suddenly emerged. A cold wind of evil qi followed the black sword and shot into the giant palm in the sky.

With a "boom", a crack suddenly flashed in the sky. The masked man shouted gloomily, "You demon criminal. Die!" When Zhang Fan heard this, his eyes suddenly released a dazzling blood light, he ignored the suppressed momentum around him, and the "pop" bursting blood vessels, stood up with difficulty, his voice changed suddenly, and shouted: "You ignorant person, you actually want to kill my master! Zhang Fan was covered in black gas, holding a black sword, and suddenly shot out the heaven and earth formed by a giant palm and came outside.

The masked man snorted in pain, "Wow" spurted out a mouthful of blood, and exclaimed: "Zhang Fan, you thief! You are actually a Jindan monk......" Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Fan sneered: "You are in charge in vain! You actually entered the secret realm for me as a little qi cultivator to kill me, what a fool!" The masked man sneered: "Hmph! You thief! If it weren't for my cleverness, I wouldn't know when the Beiming Sect would be swallowed by the Sword Sect, right?" That stupid Bei Ming Tian still treats you as a treasure, passing on the Xuanming True Water Recipe to you, and vainly trying to dominate Shenzhou, in the end, I'm afraid it will be a stealing of chickens and rice!"

Zhang Fan sneered: "Murong Jing, you can stay here today! Seeing this, the masked man shouted, "Xuan Turtle Aegis!" As he spoke, a giant shield that covered the sky appeared in the sky. Zhang Fan smiled weirdly, and the masked man saw the black sword attacking him, but he had no power, and he was suspicious in his heart, and then let out a shocking roar. Murong Jing held her head, the mask fell off at some point, the green tendons on her pale and flabby face were exposed, and drops of hot sweat kept flowing down.

"Ahhh......h

"Father!" a cry of pain rang out. Murong Jing's face was slightly condensed, and he shouted, "Escape!" As he spoke, he turned into a bloody light and disappeared. The clouds and mist between heaven and earth disappeared abruptly, and a space with a radius of hundreds of zhang appeared, and eight or nine monks fell to the ground with a "snap".

As soon as everyone saw Zhang Fan falling, they all shouted in unison, "Ahhh Zhang Fan said angrily: "Look for death!" said a sword light shot towards the crowd. However, as soon as the nine people ran to the teleportation array, they were suddenly bounced out by a dark blue light curtain. Zhang Fan's sword light suddenly lengthened the waist of the nine people who rebounded back into two sections, and then slammed into the dark blue light curtain. With a loud "pop", the light curtain shattered. Zhang Fan looked at the scene in front of him, his heart moved, and the corpses and debris on the ground turned into a streamer of light and disappeared into the black sword.

"Oh, master, there's only so much more I can do for you. That Murong Jing can only wait until you kill it slowly later. Zhang Fan said sadly. He came to Jingyi, who was sleeping on the ground, picked her up, and then turned into a streamer and disappeared into the nine-colored pillar of light. (To be continued......)