"Go to the teleportation array. X" Du Fan was nervous, and he didn't want to stay for a moment, even if there were no Ren Ziwen, Chen Ru and others, there were still ghost girls in the Kyushu Continent, as well as Ye Feng, and Qixia Sect, as well as the Seven Star Business Alliance, as well as those people and things he cared about, in addition, the place where Ren Ziwen did the experiment, he also had to personally investigate.

"Du Fan, let me go with you. Snow Shadow shouted.

"Stay here, practice hard, if you find Ru'er, we will pick you up together, if you can't find it, I ...... will come to see you. After that, Du Fan's body was like the wind, and he disappeared in an instant.

The snow shadow cried and shouted, and Du Fan was already nowhere to be seen.

......

Wanzhou, in a dense forest, the space waves were turbulent, and Du Fan teleported out.

This is a one-way teleportation array, one end is fixed in the Dark Forest Thousand Tailed Fox Clan, and the other end is randomly in the western region of Wanzhou, which can only teleport a rough one, which cannot be accurate, and the deviation can be up to millions of miles, but these are not a problem for Du Fan.

As soon as he walked out of the dense forest, within the scope of Du Fan's divine sense, there was a life-and-death battle between two groups of monks.

Because the highest cultivator in the war group is only in the early stage of foundation building, the battle scene is not so earth-shattering, but the tragedy is not inferior at all, hundreds of people are scuffling together, spells roar, magic soldiers are staggered, shouting to kill the sky, every moment there are screams, one after another corpses fell in a pool of blood, stumps and broken arms, shattered heads, gushing brains, broken hearts...... It can be seen everywhere, and it is miserable.

Du Fan didn't deliberately stop it, and walked slowly, because these people had nothing to do with him.

When he approached, the melee was over, and the results were tragic, one side was completely annihilated, and the other side was left with more than ten people, all wounded, disheveled, pale and exhausted, among them there were even those with incomplete limbs and bloody holes in the chest, the wounds were shocking, and the scalp was numb.

As soon as they saw someone coming, the remaining cultivators were shocked, their eyes flashed with fierce light, and they were ready to fight to the death at any time, but when their minds were swept away, they smiled miserably, and immediately gave up resistance, and they could no longer afford to fight.

Du Fan gave them the feeling that it was like an abyss and an unfathomable one, at least it was an existence like the power of Jindan, how could they compete?

"Ask the seniors to give us a good time, don't torture us. "The pre-foundation monk was a gray-haired old man, who had lost an arm, covered in blood, and his face was as ashen as death, and there seemed to be an indescribable relief in his eyes in addition to the fear of imminent death.

Du Fan frowned and said, "Who are you, why are you fighting here?"

"Senior, ...... you" Monk Zhuji was stunned for a moment, revealing a look of doubt.

"Answer the truth, spare you from death. Du Fan said indifferently.

......

A quarter of an hour later, Du Fan left, and with his identity and heart, he would not embarrass the other party.

It turned out that these monks came from a small sect and had a long-term cooperative relationship with the Seven Star Business Alliance, and the disciples of the sect would plant some spiritual herbs in addition to cultivation on weekdays, and regularly organize a team of monks to enter the dark forest to hunt low-level demonic beasts, so as to trade with the Seven Star Alliance in this area, and the Seven Star Alliance would also facilitate it to a certain extent.

To put it bluntly, this sect is one of the many forces secretly supported by the local Seven Star Alliance, and for one, it is a great luck to be able to get involved with the Seven Star Business Alliance, but now it has become the root of all catastrophes.

Decades ago, I can't tell what the reason is, a big war broke out suddenly, the war swept the entire Wanzhou with a tsunami, strong and prosperous like the Seven Star Business Alliance was not spared, besieged by many parties, and gradually became the target of the public, countless strong people attacked, the various alliances fell one after another, and those forces that depended on the Seven Star Business Alliance also suffered, and the destruction of the door often happened.

The cultivation realm is unprecedentedly turbulent, not only on the side of the Seven Star Business Alliance, but also on the large and small sects, the Xiuzhen family, the major underground forces, the hermit cultivators, etc., all participate in it, the unjustified disaster falls from the sky, the remnant sun is like blood, the corpses are floating for thousands of miles, every day there is a great power falling, there is also the annihilation of the inheritance, everyone is red-eyed, but the most terrifying thing is that they don't know why they are fighting.

Du Fan only got these news, the other party's cultivation is limited, his identity is humble, and it is impossible to get a glimpse of the truth behind the war.

"Where's the nearest Seven Star Alliance?" Du Fan asked.

"Not far away, in Song City, two thousand miles away, but it is already a dead city, and the Seven Star Alliance has also fallen, and we have fled all the way from Song City. The old man was not lightly injured, and his body was trembling all the time, but he replied respectfully.

"Among the dozens of countries nearby, are there any seven-star alliances that have not yet fallen?" Du Fan asked again.

"I heard that in the territory of Changguo, there are several armies of monks who are directly attacking the imperial city, and the target is the Seven Star Alliance stationed in the imperial city, but this is all news from a week ago, and it is difficult to predict how the war will be now. ”

"Tell me where you are. ”

"To the northeast, eighty thousand miles. As he spoke, the old man took out a somewhat torn map jade slip and presented it.

Du Fan took the jade slip, and after exploring it, he stretched out his hand to point out a direction, and said to the old man: "Enter the dense forest in front of you, and go all the way to the west, there is a valley, the environment is average, but you are in a remote location, inaccessible, you go there to hide for a while, don't come out in a short time." ”

"Thank you seniors for your advice, seniors are very gracious, and the younger generations are unforgettable. The old man bowed.

......

After less than half a cup of tea, Du Fan shuttled through the void and appeared in the imperial city of Changguo.

The glorious capital of a country in the past is now in ruins, corpses are everywhere, the once majestic palace has collapsed in the dust, the streets and alleys, all kinds of buildings have disappeared, everywhere is shattered rubble and corpses poured in pools of blood, there are mortals, there are also cultivators, no matter who they are in life, they are all the same miserable and stiff after death.

In the huge imperial city, only one pavilion remained, and the whole body was shrouded in a layer of aqua blue magic circle light curtain, which was particularly eye-catching among the devastated gravel groups.

Through the light curtain, the plaque at the attic door can be faintly seen, engraved with the four big characters of "Seven Star Business Alliance".

Around the attic, many monks are gathered here, there are three or four hundred people, they are attacking the light curtain of the magic circle with all their might, many of these people are powerful, and the magic weapon is continuous, and for a time the roar shook the sky, the brilliance soared into the sky, and it was dazzling.

Compared with the hundreds of people besieging this place, the number of people in the light curtain was pitiful, less than twenty people, except for the two old men who built the foundation, the rest were all Qi refining cultivators, they sat cross-legged, their faces pale, and one after another spell duels were struck out to maintain the operation of the magic circle.

Obviously, the disparity in strength between the two sides is too great,