Without giving the brown-clothed monk time to think, Feng Fan collected the array flag, and made a magic trick of the Flying Fire Technique with both hands, and the large array suddenly changed, and countless fireballs poured out around him. Feng Fan's hands changed, and all the fireballs shrouded the brown-clothed monk like a lightning speed.

"Kill the array!" the brown-clothed monk exclaimed in fear, and then opened the True Yuan Imperial Shield and activated two defensive spirit runes with lightning speed.

As soon as the blue and blue shield was formed, the fireball in the sky had already arrived. After countless muffled sounds, the blue and blue shields were defeated one after another, and a few fireballs carried residual power and hit the Brown Monk's True Yuan Imperial Shield. There were several more muffled sounds, and the Brown-robed Monk's True Yuan Imperial Shield trembled violently, and under the gaze of his frightened eyes, the fireball finally disappeared.

The brown-clad monk felt his blood surging all over his body, as if he had suffered a slight internal injury. Feeling that the attack of this killing array was equivalent to a blow from the initial level monk in the late stage of Huadan, who was fully capable of casting a spell, the brown-clothed monk was extremely frightened in his heart, and his face was extremely ugly.

Feng Fan made another icicle spell outside the array, and the ice pick covered the brown-clothed monk all over the sky. The brown-clothed monk was shocked, and quickly opened several spirit runes, and finally blocked the second round of attacks at the cost of scrapping a few spirit runes.

The brown-clothed monk was extremely depressed, the attacks in the large array were overwhelming, and it was impossible for ordinary magic weapons and talismans to completely block at all, only the kind of talisman that could form a closed shield could effectively block this kind of pervasive attack.

The Brown-clothed Friar's heart was extremely remorseful, if he knew that his opponent had set up a killing array with such power here, the Brown-clothed Monk would definitely not rush to his death. In fact, if the brown-clothed monk knew that this large array was set up by Feng Fan simply by virtue of a formation flag, he would definitely faint in horror.

When Feng Fan controlled the large array to send out the third round of attacks, countless flying swords transformed into True Yuan shot towards the brown-clothed monk. In a hurry, the Brown Friar opened all the levels of talismans that could form a closed defensive shield. But it couldn't completely block this round of fierce attacks. Several flying swords pierced through all shields and struck the Brown Monk's True Yuan Shield.

With a "whoosh", the True Yuan Imperial Cover was pierced by one of the flying swords, and after the brown-clothed monk flashed in horror, the flying sword pierced the brown-clothed monk's left shoulder. A stream of blood arrows erupted, and the brown-clothed monk's face turned pale and sealed the blood in his left shoulder. Although the bleeding stopped, under the spiritual attack of the flying sword, the meridians of the brown-clothed monk were impacted and he suffered internal injuries.

"Shrinking turtle, if you have the ability, remove this bird array, compete with Lao Tzu face to face, what kind of hero is relying on foreign objects......" The brown-clothed monk was terrified in his heart, but he cursed loudly with a fierce expression.

After a while, the Brownfriar stopped and listened, but there was no movement around him, but the Brownfriar's heart was terrified. Suddenly, countless wooden swords appeared on the four walls of cyan ripples.

Seeing this scene, the brown-clothed monk was terrified, and instantly sacrificed several magic weapons and the magic weapon of the meteor hammer. All of the weapons spun rapidly around its body, emitting countless blinding rays of light, which soon formed a closed curtain of light, completely enveloping the Brownfriar. Staring at the wooden sword that was half a level higher than his own cultivation, the brown-clothed monk's eyes were full of despair.

The moment the light curtain was formed, the wooden sword shot at the brown-clothed monk with a powerful attack. Countless muffled sounds came, consuming a huge amount of true yuan, and this kind of defense that relied on magic weapons and magic weapons to form a closed shield was unable to block all the wooden swords. After the light curtain shattered, the limited magic weapon and the magic weapon only blocked the attack of some of the True Yuan turned into wooden swords, and the remaining wooden swords all hit the True Yuan Imperial Shield of the Brown Monk.

After consuming a huge amount of True Yuan to form a peripheral defense, the Brown-clothed Monk's True Yuan Imperial Cover was simply unable to resist the full force of the attack sent by the monk equivalent to the initial level of the late stage of Hua Dan.

"Whoa......" There were several muffled sounds, and countless holes appeared in the body of the brown-clothed monk, and blood gushed out. The Brown Friar's face was filled with infinite horror and reluctance, mixed with a hint of anger, and he fell to the ground with a heavy blow.

His body was bleeding profusely, and soon the land was dyed red. After a moment of convulsion, the Brownfriar finally lost his life, and a smell of blood filled the air.

A yellow ball of light flew out of the Brownfriar's corpse at a rapid pace, being blocked by something invisible as it reached a certain height. Just as the yellow light was in shock, a black bag flew in.

Feeling the boundless evil qi gushing out of the black bag, the yellow light cluster exclaimed hoarsely: "Spare me, I am a member of the Long family, as long as I am spared, I am willing to pay any price, even the heavy treasure in the family!"

Feng Fan gestured at the Soul Bag with an expressionless face, and the yellow light cluster was slowly contained after letting out a terrible howl. Collecting the dementor bag, Feng Fan unleashed a flying fire spell and burned the body of the brown-clothed monk.

The big array was removed, Feng Fan's heart moved, and the bowl appeared under his feet. Feng Fan stepped on it, and then glanced around, and saw that there were no flaws around, so his heart moved, and the bowl carried Feng Fan away at a gallop.

Below is the Fang Market where Feng Fan went two years ago, Feng Fan stopped far away, and fell to the ground with the bowl. After receiving the magic weapon, Feng Fan looked into the distance, and the Fang Market in the distance was no different from two years ago, but it was a little more lively than two years ago.

Feng Fan's right hand stretched, and a disguised spirit talisman appeared in his hand, slapping the spirit rune towards his body, and with the disappearance of the spirit rune, Feng Fan had become a young monk who was very different from his original appearance. Unless one encounters a monk of the Dacheng stage and above, ordinary people will not be able to recognize their true appearance at all.

Feng Fan walked into the market, where the flow of people is endless. The melee in the cultivation realm of the Ancient Kingdom of Ten Thousand Domains made Fang City extremely lively, and all the monks wanted to exchange what they needed from here to increase their chances of survival.

In addition to the monks of the Qi Gathering and Foundation Building Period, the monks of the Huadan Period can also be seen everywhere, and even the monks of the Yuan Infant and Dacheng Period often appear in Fengfan's sight.

"Fellow Daoist, can we hold a medium-sized indoor trade fair here recently?" Feng Fan came to a stall with some talismans and spirit grass, and asked a middle-aged monk of the early initial level of Huadan.

"Yes, starting in ten days, in that attic, for a day, and during this time only some transactions were made in the outdoor area. The middle-aged monk glanced at Feng Fan and pointed to a huge attic in the distance.

"I wonder if there can be deep-sea titanium essence in this kind of trade fair?" Feng Fan asked the question he was most concerned about.

"This kind of material could have appeared in small trade fairs, but because of this great scuffle that has taken place in the Ancient Kingdom of Ten Thousand Domains in the past hundred years, materials similar to this kind of refining have become scarce. After all, if this item is added to the magic weapon, the power will be significantly enhanced, so it is difficult to say whether this item can appear in today's medium-sized trade fairs. And even if it appears, it is not easy for those who can finally get it. When he said the last sentence, the middle-aged monk glanced at Feng Fan meaningfully.

The early initial level cultivators of Huadan were considered weak in this kind of trade fair, and even if they exchanged for this thing with a rich crystal jade, they might not be able to possess it in the end. Because some of the monks who left here after each trade fair were often killed and robbed of treasures by people with unknown identities, after all, the ancient kingdom of the Ten Thousand Domains was now extremely chaotic.

"Thank you for the reminder. Feng Fan threw down a piece of high-grade crystal jade and turned to leave. From the demeanor of the middle-aged monk and the words, Feng Fan certainly knew the meaning, but once the deep-sea titanium essence appeared, Feng Fan would definitely do whatever it took to get it. Even if he was chased and killed by a high-level monk afterwards, with the Heaven-level Escape Talisman, Feng Fan boasted that it would not be a problem to get out, after all, after using the Heaven-level High-level Talisman to teleport, he could evade the exploration of the divine consciousness of all levels of monks in this realm.

And if some monks who are not too much above his cultivation level dare to covet this thing after he obtains the Deep Sea Titanium Essence, Feng Fan will not mind luring him to a remote place to kill it, so as to add ghosts to the magic flag.

"Alas, I don't know which family is the son of a gentleman, it's really not deeply involved in the world!" After seeing Feng Fan go away, looking at the high-grade crystal jade on the paving, the middle-aged monk showed a look of pity on his face, and muttered to himself in a low voice. After all, it was hard not to let this monk think like this after asking about a very common thing and then offering a piece of high-grade crystal jade.

Knowing that the fair would only start in ten days, Feng Fan decided to find a place to stay and settle down, and search the outdoor area for anything else. In front of it is a splendid building, and many houses have been built on a large land hundreds of zhang wide, which are all connected together, showing the strength of the owner of this complex. "Is there a place to live around here?" Feng Fan stepped forward and asked one of the early foundation monks standing in front of the door.

"Senior, you've come to the right place, all the rooms here are dedicated to guests. According to the living conditions, it is divided into three levels, which are upper class, medium class, and lower class rooms. The upper room has a piece of special-grade crystal jade every day, a medium-class room has a high-grade crystal jade every day, and a middle-grade crystal jade in the inferior room every day, I don't know what level of residence the seniors are going to choose?"

"Choose a separate medium room for me, where I will stay until the end of the fair. Feng Fan hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice. I wanted to choose a superior room, but in order to avoid being too ostentatious, Feng Fan still chose a medium room.

"Please pay fifty pieces of high-grade crystal jade as a deposit. The foundation monk smiled. Feng Fan's mind moved, and fifty pieces of high-grade crystal jade appeared in front of him. Feng Fan pointed a little, and Jingyu slowly flew towards the foundation building period monk.

"This is a prohibition sign for the guest room, and the number is marked on it, and the seniors can go to the guest room by themselves. The foundation building monk took fifty pieces of high-grade crystal jade, flipped over his right hand, and a black wooden plaque with a handle appeared in the foundation building monk's hand.

Please collect and flowers!