Zhang Xiaohan shrugged, in order to divert Lu Qing and Xia Chenxi's attention, she showed her ability to refine refined iron in the past in front of them, which could be regarded as telling them that she was a refiner, and the three people in front of her didn't need to hide anything, so she told each other bluntly.

Fan Xiaofan and Wu Xingyun glanced at each other and shook their heads, they still hadn't contacted Zhang Xiaohan's physique, so naturally they didn't understand Zhang Xiaohan's intentions.

And as soon as he heard Lu Qing's name, Luo Qingyue's face changed slightly, Lu Qing is the elder of Qingxumen, under the eyes of the sky, Zhang Xiaohan's age can't be hidden at all, so Zhang Xiaohan said her identity as a refiner, but he faintly understood what Zhang Xiaohan meant.

But even if Zhang Xiaohan is versatile, a senior refiner and a talisman maker, it can't compare to her identity as the day after tomorrow, whether it is a talisman maker or a refiner, as long as there are spirit stones, there is no shortage in this continent, even if it is a monk in the cultivation period, he will serve you with benefits.

But the furnace is not so easy to find, and it is not something that can be found with spirit stones and high-level materials, how could Zhang Xiaohan let Lu Qing see it? Fortunately, her qualifications for the five spirit roots are not known to Lu Qing, otherwise...... He glanced at Zhang Xiaohan cautiously to hide the worry in his heart.

He is not worried about Zhang Xiaohan, but for himself, if Zhang Xiaohan is taken captive, what about him? How could Zhang Xiaohan be willing to make a furnace for others, she would definitely resist desperately, naturally she wouldn't be able to get away with herself, if she didn't fight to save her, she would definitely use that damn contract to kill herself first.

The four of them had their own thoughts, and they merged with the monks of the Yudan period, and they were not far from the Five Elements Returning to the Formation, if they attracted these demon armies into the formation. No matter what, you have to fight decently.

The monks are fighting, where are the rules, there is no marching formation, Zhang Xiaohan still wants to follow the study to open his eyes, but Fan Xiaofan and a few people just stood in mid-air. More than a hundred and ten monks underground also scattered and stood apart, and finally knew that the Yuan Infant Stage Monk and the Yudan Stage Monk were separated from each other.

Zhang Xiaohan shook his head unconsciously, when the Yue family's army broke 100,000, what kind of formation did they pay attention to, what kind of layout, these monks, alas. I really don't use the resources in my hands.

If it is arranged by himself, then it will be the thunder talisman first, then the divine thunder, and then the high-level monk will wave his hand again and release some big move. Let these demons either die or be injured, and then the low-level monks will swarm up to grab some bargains......

Thinking like this in his head, he also knew that it was not very realistic, who knew that these monks in the Dan period had a few thunder talismans in their hands, although they had made so many of them, they didn't necessarily have ten or eight in their hands, let alone the divine thunder.

In the distance, the sound of demons stepping on the earth came. Twenty or thirty thousand demons ran up to catch up with the momentum of the galloping horses, and there were no demons in their field of vision, and the galloping sound hit their hearts.

There was a slight agitation from the monks below. One hundred and ten people against these two or thirty thousand demons are sent to death, although they all know that they can retreat as long as they have a little contact, but it is not easy to retreat after contact.

The speed of the demon soldier is no slower than that of the monk of the Yudan period.

"Don't worry, everyone, there is no Demon Venerable in the Demon Clan. As long as everyone provokes the demons, they can immediately retreat with all their might. Fan Xiaofan saw the monks' uneasiness and comforted them.

The earth is shaking. The monks were covered with armor, and the monks of the Yudan period also rose into the air. distributed around Zhang Xiaohan and the four of them.

Fan Xiaofan looked at Zhang Xiaohan, and his bright eyes flashed with an inexplicable light: "Your points are just ten points, but I have forty-three points, let's try to see who has the highest points." ”

Zhang Xiaohan smiled slightly, completely unaware of Fan Xiaofan's intentions: "Okay." ”

"Let's talk about it first, Fu Bao and the demons killed by your divine thunder are not counted in the points." Fan Xiaofan said with a smile.

Zhang Xiaohan was stunned for a moment, looked at Fan Xiaofan's smile, and knew that he had fallen into his trap, Fan Xiaofan only needed a golden symbol to kill the demon clan, and he couldn't use any thunder talismans at all, however, Zhang Xiaohan smiled slyly, and if he used a few treasures well, it was not necessarily less, and it happened to be a process of familiarizing himself with the cooperation of treasures and magic weapons.

The two looked at each other and smiled, nodded, and flew towards the footsteps of the demon clan at the same time, Wu Xingyun and Luo Qingyue looked at each other, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, one of them was in the late stage of the Yuan Infant, and the other was equivalent to the combat effectiveness of the late Yuan Infant stage, so naturally they didn't dare to be as big as Zhang Xiaohan and Fan Xiaofan.

Luo Qingyue knew that Zhang Xiaohan's cultivation had turned into a god, but Wu Xingyun didn't know, and he admired Zhang Xiaohan even more in his heart, shook his head and said to Luo Qingyue: "In the past, I only knew Lao Fan's methods, but now that I have met Zhang Daoyou, I know that I was really ...... before" At this, he stopped, and couldn't help but think of the last time he fought with Zhang Xiaohan, she was obviously merciful.

Yunfeng's matter, Zhang Xiaohan really broke it down for Luo Qingyue, as soon as Luo Qingyue returned to the Lingwu Continent, he immediately apologized to Wu Xingyun.

At this moment, in the Magic Forbidden Land, the two are also familiar with each other, seeing that Wu Xingyun seems to have something to say, Luo Qingyue also smiled bitterly, he was fortunate that he did not resist at that time, otherwise he was afraid that he would have turned into a handful of ashes.

Zhang Xiaohan naturally didn't know the thoughts of the two behind her, and she was not competitive at all, so as soon as she flew up, she first put on a body protection spirit shield for herself, and then sacrificed the blood blade knife.

The Blood Blade Knife barely played any role against the Demon Venerable, but it was a high-grade magic weapon after all, and Zhang Xiaohan didn't plan to give it up.

On the other hand, there was a transparent silk thread, since the Thunder Fu and the Divine Thunder Killing Demon Clan were not counted as points, she didn't want to use them until she had to.

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohan did not sacrifice the set of flying needles he sent, Fan Xiaofan was a little surprised, in his opinion, Zhang Xiaohan's divine sense is strong, and that set of flying needles should be the most suitable to use at this time, but Zhang Xiaohan didn't take it out, so he didn't squeak.

There were still more than a kilometer away from the demon clan, and when he saw a black pressure rolling like a violent wind, Fan Xiaofan smiled loudly, his hands formed a complex gesture in front of him, and the golden symbols condensed on the tips of his fingers, but they did not grow.

Zhang Xiaohan stared at Fan Xiaofan, he proposed this competition, it must not be all to defeat himself, he always showed himself his strength, and saw what his strength was.

Suddenly, the golden symbols flowed like catharsis in the past, and the distance of thousands of meters came in an instant, these golden symbols have been gathering momentum for a long time, and as soon as they were shot, they seemed to be as continuous as flowing water, and each golden symbol bloomed and harvested the life of a demon, but the death of dozens or hundreds of demons could not stop the army of twenty or thirty thousand demons at all.

Zhang Xiaohan stretched out his hand and pointed at it, and the bloody blade knife suspended in his chest met it suddenly, and as soon as his other hand was released, the transparent silk thread also flew straight out, but it was not only that, with a slap of both hands, a set of flying needles emitting a blue glow suddenly appeared in front of him, and instantly rushed towards the demon army.

The distance of a kilometer is a breath or two under the footsteps of the demon clan, but in such a short period of time, Fan Xiaofan and Zhang Xiaohan harvested the lives of hundreds of demon soldiers, and ninety-nine eighty-one flying needles flew over, picking the eyes of the demon soldiers, and then followed the eyes into the brains of the demon soldiers, only stirring inside.

The Blood Blade Knife can't be effective against the Demon Venerable, but in front of the Demon Soldiers, it is still a powerful murder weapon, in the face of the Blood Blade Knife under the control of Zhang Xiaohan's powerful divine sense, the big knife in the hands of the Demon Soldiers can't meet the counterattack at all, and one by one the Demon Soldiers are wronged under the Blood Blade Knife, and the Blood Blade Knife kills and kills, making a cheerful buzz.

The last thing that attracted the attention of the demons was the transparent silk thread, which was hidden in the demon army, coiling from the neck of one demon soldier to the neck of another, like an invisible hand manipulating.

The demon soldiers in the front row fell to the ground like harvested rice, and the demon soldiers in the back rushed up with a roar, the blood of their own kind mixed with the delicious smell of the monks who were close at hand, stirring their demonic nature.

A small banner flew away against the ground, and the same dark black banner as the magic forbidden land quietly drilled into the demon army, windless automatically, as the life of the demon soldier was harvested, a black shadow poured out from the dead demon soldier, and was instantly absorbed in the banner.

This small banner did not attract Fan Xiaofan's attention, and his attention was all on the eighty-one flying needles commanded by Zhang Xiaohan.

What kind of powerful divine consciousness can manipulate eighty-one minute hands like this, it's like eighty-one people manipulating at the same time, each flying needle is walking a different route, and each minute hand is attacking different demons.

In a breath and a half, the demon soldiers were already less than 100 meters away from the two, Zhang Xiaohan had a hand, and eighty-one flying needles flew back upside down, integrated a bunch in front of Zhang Xiaohan, and flew back to the storage ring.

The two of them stepped back together, but the golden symbols on Fan Xiaofan's fingertips had not stopped flowing.

"Whew-"

In the roar, more than a dozen tall demons suddenly rushed out of the demon soldiers, their heads were all slightly curved single horns, and their bodies were also covered with scale armor, and in their hands were either large knives, spears, or mace-like weapons, howling and pounced.

These are the demon generals, the demon generals hidden in the demon soldiers are far faster than the demon soldiers, if it weren't for Zhang Xiaohan and Fan Xiaofan who were already retreating, just this one pounce, it would be possible to fall on their bodies properly.

As the demon generals took off, a colorless and transparent silk thread rose straight from the demon soldiers, coiled around the legs of the last demon general in an instant, and wrapped around its neck against its back. (To be continued)

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