Chen Fan pinched his left hand, and strange runes appeared on the mask on his face, these runes were obscure, and even accompanied by a strange sound of clear sound.

After half a sound, the mask on Chen Fan's face suddenly disappeared, and a deep groan appeared on his face.

The mask of the Xuanji Pavilion was made by him using the spirit pattern rune seal combined with the formation in the Six Divine Chapters, and in addition to shielding the divine sense, he could also track other people wearing masks.

He was trying to contact Jiang Yue just now, but he unexpectedly found that Jiang Yue was not in the Xuanji Pavilion, and it seemed that he was deliberately covering the breath of the mask.

"What the hell is she doing?"

Chen Fan muttered to himself, his face showed hesitation, and then he had a plan, a drop of essence blood poured out from his fingertips, and his true qi was enveloped, and he quickly turned into a peculiar Tai Chi Wuji pattern in front of him, but this pattern was blood-colored, and the light was extremely weird.

As Chen Fan cast the spell, in the Wuji pattern, a drop of emerald green light gradually lit up, Chen Fan's gesture changed, and the Wuji pattern became a huge innate gossip pattern.

"What's going on?"

Chen Fan waved his hand, and the pattern turned into a two-instrument diagram and disappeared out of thin air, and he jumped down from the window, his eyes were discerning, and he drove towards the east.

About an hour later, Chen Fan's car had driven out of the ring road and came to a suburb where he had never been, when the sky was falling with goose feathers and the temperature was extremely low.

He walked out of the car, waved his hand, and had a black coat on his body, which had a snow cap, which wrapped Chen Fan tightly.

When I stepped on the snow, my body immediately sank, and the snow in the suburbs was almost below my knees.

As far as Chen Fan's eyes can see, there are pieces of contracted ecological planting bases, and the greenhouses are like straight dragons, extending to the end.

The moon was in the west, and the meager silver light could not make the road ahead, but this did not affect Chen Fan's actions.

In the cold wind, Chen Fan, who was dressed in a big coat, was on the roof of the greenhouse, leaping rapidly, constantly changing his position.

Chen Fan was in action, there was a small gossip pattern in the palm of his left hand, and the gossip pattern was shining, and the little blood in it was getting more and more vigorous, and the position was getting closer and closer to the center of the gossip pattern.

When Chen Fan jumped over the endless greenhouse planting base, his palm flipped over, and the blood in his hand flashed with bursts of blood-like strange light.

Chen Fan suddenly stopped, the gossip pattern in his hand disappeared, he clasped his hands on his chest, his eyes slowly closed, and after a few seconds, he spat out lightly.

"See-through eyes, open!"

Chen Fan's pupils exude a different color, and in the absence of outsiders, he gives full play to his clairvoyant ability.

At this time, the perspective eye is no longer a simple purple, but a peculiar circle of light formed by purple, red, and green, and the pupil is in the center, which is like a black hole world, with thunder flashing in it, which is extremely peculiar.

Compared to when he first went down the mountain, Chen Fan's perspective eye had evolved twice, plus he had two more true qi attributes of pure yang and purple thunder in his dantian, combined with Shangtai Su aura, presenting a three-color exchange!

The world in his eyes is no longer gray, but a strange 'new world' made of alternating three colors!

The perspective eye opened, the snowy world gradually receded, and Chen Fan's vision was expanding step by step.

One mile, five miles, ten miles!

In such an extreme climate, Chen Fan's pupil power limit was this distance, but he still didn't find Jiang Yue's figure.

Chen Fan's face showed a touch of strangeness, the snowflakes melted him and the earth together, like a wooden stake standing in the snow, but he didn't give up, but crossed his hands, two fingers on the two acupuncture points on his chest, and only heard a strange crackling sound from his body, and his figure was about a foot taller than just now!

Chen Fan used the secret technique of forging the body of the Six Divine Skills, which caused the bones and muscles to change.

He pinched the magic trick again, and used the secret technique 'Divine Consciousness Separation from the Body' in the fifth layer of the Liuren Divine Skill!

However, he didn't really leave his divine consciousness from his body, but used his secret art into his eyes.

Chen Fan's vision has been greatly improved again, fifteen miles, twenty miles!

Finally, Chen Fan saw a figure running and running fast in his pupils, extremely fast.

It was Jiang Yue wearing a mask, at this time, although she was extremely fast, she still looked back from time to time, her eyes were full of jealousy.

Chen Fan's pupils moved slightly, only to see that behind Jiang Yue, there was also a black shadow chasing after him, compared to Jiang Yue's strange body as dexterous as a crane, the black shadow chasing behind seemed to be a monk, every time he jumped, there was a shadow of a robe floating between his arms, like a Buddha pushing him forward, making his speed increase greatly, according to the speed gap between the two sides, Jiang Yue would soon be caught up.

The heterochromia in Chen Fan's pupils disappeared, and he closed the perspective eye, although he is now improving with his cultivation, so that he will not lose his divine sense after using the perspective eye, but the identity of the other party is mysterious, and Chen Fan has to preserve his strength.

Chen Fan tightened the buckle in front of the big sword with one hand, and the wind was under his feet, using the phantom body method!

Three phantoms appeared in different positions in the snow, cascading forward, and when the two phantoms disappeared, Chen Fan's body would appear for a moment, replacing the new phantoms!

Although Chen Fan did not learn the phantom body method from the stone cave of the Yuyi clan for a long time, he did not slack off in his cultivation, and he recently studied the Liuren Qimen Dunjia chapter, and had a further understanding of the incomparably complex changes in orientation, so the phantom body method was also comprehended by him in a very short period of time, and he was able to turn the virtual into the real and the real into the virtual.

There is only one step left, and the last layer of the phantom body method is not false, and there are many illusions!

Considering Jiang Yue's situation, Chen Fan no longer hid his strength, under the urging of his true qi, his ears whirred, and after a while, only a pair of his eyes were shining in his hat, and between his nose, mouth and eyebrows, an extremely thick layer of frost was formed.

Ten minutes later, Chen Fan was already able to clearly perceive Jiang Yue's location with the Blood Pact Secret Technique, and her speed was much slower than just now.

Chen Fan took a deep breath, and his speed increased again, like the wind blowing through the snow, rolling up layers of ripples!

After a few more minutes, Chen Fan stopped on a small hill, he was really angry, the frost and snow on the big snow peeled off layer by layer, and a hundred meters in front of him, Jiang Yue was holding a locust tree with a big bowl mouth, panting!

At this time, her hair and eyelashes were all dyed by frost and snow, and there were faint blood stains on the snow-white daze she was wearing, but the blood stains had already been freeze-dried, like red plum blossoms.

Jiang Yue paused for a second, and was about to escape again, when suddenly there was a sound behind her like a curtain blowing by the wind, her face turned pale, her hand slapped the locust tree, flashed to her side, her legs were half bent, one half kneeled, and one hand was on the ground, supporting her wheezing body.

"Bang!"

A golden Buddha light handprint appeared out of thin air and hit that locust tree!

"Click!"

The locust tree made a sore sound, and was broken by a strange palm that appeared at the waist, and countless ice cubes fell, several of which grazed Jiang Yue's mask.

A streak of blood gradually spilled out from his ear, staining one side of the mask red.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn came, and I saw a monk wearing a silk robe half-draped in a robe, standing in front of Jiang Yue.

When Chen Fan heard this Buddha horn, he felt very familiar, and his memory was tumbling in his mind, and he muttered to himself: "It's the apprentice of Master Baoshan of Baiyun Temple, a monk of six senses!"

(End of chapter)