"Eldest sister, even the fourth brother was killed, but we don't know who the other party is, what should we do now?" a middle-aged beautiful woman said quickly to the old woman with a look of grief.

"Hold on until the teleportation altar is completed, no matter where the other party is, as long as there are no flaws in a few of us, I don't believe that they can still wipe out all the martial arts disciples in one breath quietly, as long as they stick to the people over there, everything will be easy to say." The old woman's face was pale, her eyes were full of fire, and she was already crazy in her heart, but she was able to control her emotions and was unusually calm.

"Don't you make a move?" In the distance, at the top of the dirt bag, behind the pile of rocks, Han Qianxue glanced at Du Fan.

"Maybe you can still be yin, I think that middle-aged beauty is good. Du Fan licked his lips, raised his hand a little, and immediately a puddle of black water rushed out of the beast screen, but it was not exposed to everyone's sight.

"You know the Yin people, with your ability, plus me, you can't just destroy that teleportation altar? I heard that when you broke through the blockade of our Han family, you killed more than 20 Han Mansion martial artists in a row!"

Han Qianxue thought to Du Fan, she was not arrogant, but out of worry, this girl was afraid that in the next moment, someone from the ancient domain would come, if it really came to that time, even if the Zhou family was destroyed, it would not make much sense.

Du Fan smiled awkwardly and didn't say anything, because the Han family martial artists who were killed by him, although they were not in the same vein as Han Qianxue, but to put it mildly, they were all from his own family.

Fortunately, the Han family is too large, and the relationship between the major branches is not clear, and they have never even met each other. Therefore, there is not much emotion. Otherwise, he gets along with Han Qianxue. I really can't face each other.

"Don't make a noise, let's change places first, otherwise it will be easy to be discovered. Du Fan couldn't help but pull Han Qianxue and retreated quietly, until after going down the mountain, he changed his position again, and then he emitted a wisp of divine thought, and issued a command to the seven ghost sound fish on the top of the mountain.

Seven ghost sound fish are wrapped in the black water, at a speed that is neither fast nor slow. Drift away to the fishbone flyer.

"What's that?"

"It's like a fish ......"

The four martial artists immediately discovered the trace of the ghost sound fish, and immediately their spiritual sense dispersed, and while sweeping the ghost sound fish, they visited the entire mountain bag behind it, but found nothing, and then focused on the seven black fish again.

"Damn, did you hit an evil today? First a skeleton came with a bonefish, then a very fast bird with only one fucking foot, and now it's good. Here are seven more flying fish,!" a young martial artist scolded.

"Secretly shot at us. Could it be these seven fish?" said the middle-aged beauty with a gloomy face.

"Don't trespass, be vigilant, and see. The old woman sternly warned.

Now the Zhou family has inexplicably lost five division-level martial artists, one of whom is still a mid-stage martial artist, but until now, not only have they not even seen the shadow of the murderer, but they don't even know whether the murderer is a human or a ghost, or if it is just these chaotic beasts.

If something like this happened, the old woman is already to blame, she doesn't want to have another accident, and put the remaining few martial artists in, if that's the case, she doesn't have to wait for the ancestor to come back and be held accountable, just find a piece of tofu and kill her.

At this time, such a scene appeared in the open area.

Dozens of martial artists were busy around an altar, four martial artists stood together as if they were facing a great enemy, each of them was wrapped in the aura of the exercises and weapons, not far away in the air, a fishbone flying boat was suspended there, a skeleton skeleton of Bai Sensen stood on it with green eyes glowing, the skeleton's shoulder bones, and a one-legged bird was standing, and above the one-legged bird and the skeleton, a pool of black water floated quietly, and there were seven black fish swimming around......

This picture, every movement and stillness is set off to the extreme, it's too weird!

Suddenly, above the heads of the one-legged bird and the white skeleton, the black water moved, and moved little by little towards the altar.

When Heishui just moved above the altar, a series of screams rang out, coming from the mouths of the ten hardest-working martial artists, and then these people shook their bodies, fell off the altar, and when they landed, they had already turned into corpses.

"That's it!" The middle-aged beautiful woman raised her eyebrows, and after an angry scream, she immediately withdrew part of her defense, and with a flick of her hand, seven half-foot-sized lancets flashed out, aiming at a black fish respectively, and shot over in an instant.

"Fool, stop!" the old woman's pupils shrank, and she immediately spoke to stop it, but it was too late.

This time, the four martial artists all saw it clearly, a dark green worm emerged from nothingness, opened its mouth and spit out a white silk, and then, this dark green worm disappeared in an instant, in fact, it only appeared for a moment, and then no matter how several martial artists probed, they could not trace its traces.

The white silk spit out by the Xuanmu silkworm was so fast that it was impossible to catch it, as if the space was shifting, and it flashed into the eyebrows of the middle-aged beauty.

After the middle-aged beauty screamed, the expressions of horror and despair on her face had not had time to fully unfold, and her pupils lost focus and color little by little, and when the pupils were completely dilated, she fell to the ground and died.

The seven lancets lost the impetus of their masters, and most of their power and speed were lost at once, and they only rushed forward with their original inertia.

Suddenly, an ice sword stabbed at great speed, firmly rooted in the void in front of the ghost sound fish, a layer of cold ice centered on the tip of the sword, spread out in all directions, and in an instant, an acre of ice condensed out, erected in the air, like a smooth mirror, blocking the front of the ghost sound fish.

"Dangdang ......" seven lancets slashed on the ice, were bounced off one by one, and fell to the ground, although they were not destroyed, they also lost their spirituality and completely turned into copper and iron.

"It's ...... The magic of the cultivator!Which Taoist friend can't get along with our Zhou family, please show up and see it!" The old woman's expression changed and she blurted out.

"I can interpret your words as: Do you want to die?" With a cold voice echoing, Du Fan walked out from behind a big tree, his body surrounded by golden cranes. Immediately turned into a golden light. A few flashes appeared not far in front of the old woman.

"Monk Zhuji?" was the old woman's last thought before she lost consciousness.

The seven ghost sound fish opened their mouths in unison and hissed. But there was no sound, and the old woman's head shook, and she immediately fell into a state of distraction.

At this time, Du Fan happened to arrive, and when he punched out, he blasted out the weapons that had lost contact with the master around the old woman, and his fist was castrated until there was a "bang". The old woman's head exploded and she died.

"Big sister!"

The only two remaining martial artists let out a terrible roar, almost crazy, just before they wanted to rescue, but Du Fan's speed was too fast, and he cooperated seamlessly with the ghost sound fish, and grasped the timing just right, so that they didn't have time to make a move.

In fact, they didn't have a chance to make a move.

High in the air, a silver long sword swept with boundless sword qi and slashed down. Distort space, tear through nothingness. In a flash, the target is one of the martial artists.

At the same time, a big hand that seemed to be constructed by translucent air waves, mixed with a terrifying power, slapped horizontally, and wherever it passed, flying sand and rocks, roaring and shaking the sky, a deep ravine appeared out of thin air on the earth, and the surface gully spread with the big hand in the low air to the location of another martial artist.

A loud roar echoed in all directions, and the silver long sword and the big hand of Qi Lang each faced a martial artist, and immediately turned into two battle groups and started a duel.

The cold snow fell from the sky, and the white clothes moved, and they fought in two warbands, one against two.

Du Fan glanced at the two battle groups, smiled faintly, and had no intention of participating, then turned around, squinted his eyes, looked at the teleportation altar, and said coldly: "Your clan uncle is about to die, I think you don't have to be busy." ”

Dozens of martial artists stopped their movements in unison, and looked at Du Fan with fear and consternation, and a few of them were more daring, and they actually exuded their spiritual sense to visit Du Fan, but their eyes widened and their faces showed disbelief.

Du Fan sneered, and his figure swayed, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of one of the martial artists who visited him with spiritual sense.

"Do you see my cultivation?"

"Look, look, see. The martial artist's face turned pale and said in a trembling voice.

"So, what kind of cultivation am I?" Du Fan smiled.

"Build, build. ”

"Very good, good eyesight. When Du Fan's arm was raised, a head rose into the sky.

Seeing this scene, all the martial artists couldn't help but shrink their pupils, and their hearts were chilled, it was a martial arts consummation, and he died in an instant at the hands of a foundation builder......

No, that person is definitely not a foundation building monk, it must be the Jindan power to hide the cultivation, even the Yuan Infant Stage!

Several martial artists nearby retreated one after another in trembling, and opened some distance from Du Fan, but they didn't dare to retreat too far, fearing that they would be killed, and the entanglement and fear in their hearts had reached the extreme.

"I'm announcing something to you. Du Fan cleared his throat, smiled gently at everyone like a nobody, showed a mouthful of white teeth, the sun shone on his face was particularly brilliant, and then said loudly: "I announce that this altar will stop work from now on!"

"Stop, stop working......" The martial artists looked at Du Fan in a daze, and there was a trace of confusion in fear.

"You, out of the queue, don't look at it, dead fat man, I'm talking about you!" Du Fan suddenly beckoned to the crowd.

A tall fat man covered in flesh walked out, his strands trembling, his face twitching, and he was about to cry out in fright.

"Don't be afraid, I'll ask you something, and as long as you answer truthfully, I'll spare you from dying. Du Fan said with a smile.

"Before, seniors, please, excuse me, the little one knows nothing, knows everything, says everything, and doesn't ......" The fat man's body trembled, the fat flesh trembled, his teeth fought, and he couldn't say anything about it.

"Alright, alright. Du Fan waved his hand impatiently and asked in a deep voice, "Let me ask you, what do you want to do when you build this altar?"

"Clan, clan uncle said, in order to pay tribute, to pay tribute to the ancestors of the Zhou family......" The fat man replied immediately, and at this time he was already in a cold sweat like a spring, like a small river, dripping down his fleshy face.

"Paying tribute to the ancestors of the Zhou family? No, this is not the answer I want. Du Fan sneered, and his right hand slowly raised.

Seeing this, the fat man was immediately frightened, and he didn't think about it, so he immediately knelt on the ground with a puff. pleaded bitterly: "Seniors spare their lives." Seniors spare their lives. The little one didn't lie, he really didn't lie, what I said was true, and the seniors spared ......."

Du Fan's eyes were like electricity, staring at the fat man for a long time, and finally slowly lowered his arm, turned his gaze, and looked at everyone. He said coldly: "This fat man is lying, his answer is not the answer I want, I will let him live a little longer for the time being, and then deal with it later." ”

After a pause, Du Fan said again: "Regarding this altar, I want to know what it is used for, and if any of you can tell me the truth, you can be immortal, a liar, and a silent one." Whoever does not know will die. Now, you can speak. ”

Everyone looked at Du Fan with a look of horror, but no one immediately spoke.

Seeing this, Du Fan frowned, and said coldly: "Don't you understand what I just said, the silent will also die, and within three breaths, those who have not reported the answer will belong to the silent ones and will be sentenced to death immediately!"

"I know that this altar is actually a Peerless Killing Array, which can kill a martial artist in an instant. ”

"No, this altar is used to wash the muscles and marrow of the people. ”

"Nonsense, it's clearly used to improve cultivation. ”

"Senpai, I know ......"

Du Fan watched coldly, looking at the people around him struggling to talk nonsense, first frowned, and then unfolded, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, it seems that these people don't know the true purpose of the teleportation altar, they just act according to the orders of the family leaders, so that he and Han Qianxue don't have to make a big deal of killing.

"Stop!" Du Fan suddenly roared, he was a little tinnitus by the noise of everyone, and his brows furrowed again.

The audience was silent for a moment, and they all looked at Du Fan with blank eyes, waiting for the judgment of fate in apprehension and fear......

"That, I'm very satisfied with your answers, it's all right, now you can go, go home and wash and sleep, by the way, eat some fruit before going to bed to suppress the shock, well, that's it, let's disperse, let's disperse......" Du Fan waved his hand like a fly.

"Senior, can we really go?" the fat man asked weakly with a look of surprise.

"Within three breaths, those who still don't leave will be killed!" Du Fan's face sank and he said in a cold voice.

The martial artists were just stunned for a moment, and the next moment, they dispersed in a hurry.

Du Fan turned his eyes and looked at Han Qianxue.

At this time, the two battle groups were nearing the end, and Han Qianxue suppressed the two martial artists in the early stage with an absolute advantage.

Du Fan shook his head at this, and said to himself: "Between the two great realms, it is like a big mountain, even if the lower realm is much higher than the high realm in all aspects, but once they are on the top, the low realm is like a congenital deficiency, and they are restricted everywhere, this is an invisible hurdle in the underworld, if there is no such hurdle, Han Qianxue can end the battle in just a few photos." ”

Half an hour later, two loud roars echoed, and the two warbands came to an end.

Needless to say, Han Qianxue won, and the two early martial artists of the Zhou family fell.

"The cold fairy is mighty!" Du Fan snorted, his face showed a look of worship, and his expression was extremely exaggerated.

Han Qianxue rolled her eyes and ignored it.

Du Fan pursed his lips, and with a wave of his arm, the Hundred Beast Screen appeared and opened in an instant, and the one-legged bird, the Xuanmu silkworm and the seven ghost sound fish flashed one after another, submerging into the different spaces of the Hundred Beast Screen.

Immediately, with a movement of Du Fan's fingers, the Hundred Beast Screen instantly shrank, turned into a beam of light, and drilled into the Qiankun Ring, and entered together, as well as the white bone skeleton and the fishbone flying boat that flew from not far away, and at the same time, the soul light ball of the previous life returned to its place.

"What are you going to do with this teleportation altar?" Du Fan glanced at the teleportation altar and asked.

"Ruined, of course. Han Qianxue's cuffs shook, and the Falling Snow Sword struck out in an instant, bringing up a shock, and instantly slashed on the altar, but it was flicked away, except for a shallow scratch left on it, the entire altar did not move at all.

"Huh?" Du Fan's expression changed when he saw this, and without saying a word, he grabbed the void in his right hand, and the ghost guide stick emerged, and with a wave of his arm, in the ghost crying wolf howl, a large black stick shadow mixed with countless ghost heads poured out, and went straight to the teleportation altar with a roar.

"Boom!" After a loud bang, the pitch-black stick shadow and the ghost head inside it were shattered by the teleportation altar, but the teleportation altar itself only shook slightly, and then it was still standing there intact.

The impact of Du Fan's magic weapon on the teleportation altar didn't seem to be much stronger than Han Qianxue just now.

"This altar is strange!" Du Fan stared at the teleportation altar, his eyes flickering, and at the same time, a powerful divine thought spread out, and he quickly made a judgment.

"Oh no! This teleportation altar seems to have life, it is improving itself!" Du Fan's face changed suddenly, and he shouted.

"So what now? I don't know anything about formations or altars. "It's cold and snowy.

"What else can we do, for the sake of now, we can only use the strongest attack and destroy this altar before it is completely perfected, without further ado, hurry up and do it, otherwise I'm afraid it's really too late!" Du Fan held the ghost guide stick, and suddenly let out a low roar, and his arm shook suddenly, and the boundless stick shadow roared out.

Han Qianxue took a deep breath, raised her wrist lightly, waved her silver sword, her snow-white dress rippled in the wind, Miaoman's posture shook lightly, this woman danced like a Lingbo fairy, and in an instant, dark clouds rolled in the sky, a thunderclap resounded through the sky, a lightning bolt illuminated the heavens and the earth, and the snow was blowing and falling down......

A moment later, Han Qianxue's figure disappeared, and the three branches of Han Mei grew in the wind and snow, swaying above the teleportation altar. (To be continued......)