As far as the eye can see, there is a purple sea, a sea of fire, in all directions, a world of heavenly fire.

Fang was shocked at a glance, but he never saw that at this time, the golden crow melted into the fire, and the incarnation of the golden rainbow passed through this sea of fire, and Zhang Fan really saw what the world under the purple fire domain looked like.

The bottom layer, condensed like liquid, swayed slightly, is a monstrous flame.

Further up, there is the infinite heavenly fire that cracks the earth, and when you look up, you can see that the earth is the sky, and countless cracks loom, which is the image of the heavenly fire splitting the earth that can be seen on the surface of the earth.

Those flames at the bottom, Zhang Fan has no interest in trying it, although this fire is not the real Purple Pole Heavenly Fire, but it is also the condensation of the extraterritorial Heavenly Fire, if the Golden Crow Melting Fire passes through it, it may not be able to keep itself safe.

Looking at this endless flame, Zhang Fan did not feel fear, but gradually became restless, eager to take out the Ember Heart Lamp and absorb them into the air.

But it's just a thought, and this idea is ridiculous even for him.

If he can absorb the flames of the entire space, his fire devouring ** will inevitably reach an incredible realm, but after all, it is just a delusion, not to mention absorbing it, as long as it shakes the root of this purple fire domain, the entire space will collapse, not to mention that the cultivation will be greatly advanced, I am afraid that it will turn into ashes first.

After a while, Zhang Fan's heart suddenly moved, and Jin Hong turned around, rose to the sky, and rushed towards a crack in the thick earth firmament.

There, it was the source of the breath he vaguely felt, and when he got closer, it became clearer and clearer.

In the moment when he passed through the purple fire layer, the source of his breath suddenly declined, like a candle of life, swaying in the wind, and finally annihilated.

"Who the hell is it?"

Obviously, there is a sense of familiarity, and I have definitely paid attention to it, but at this moment, I can't remember it.

Before I could think clearly, the pressure above my head suddenly lightened, and I felt a sense of a fish jumping out of the water.

At the same time, a ground-splitting purple fire on the surface of the ground exploded, revealing Zhang Fan's figure.

As soon as it appeared, the wind was blowing!

"Huh?!"

Zhang Fan just pierced out of the purple fire, and the golden rainbow all over his body was restrained, and he hadn't even seen the situation in front of him clearly, a black shadow, under the hood.

Without even thinking about it, the crown was bright, sprinkled all over the body, and a round of red rose, and it was about to crush the black shadow in front of him into powder.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's expression moved.

"It's him!"

In the snap of a finger, he finally recognized the identity of this person, which was also the source of his previous breath.

In an instant, the radiance of the crown turned from rigidity to softness, like a cushion made of light, and it was softly thrown aside.

"Hachiko Kimatsu!"

This figure, who was pressed down and thrown aside by Zhang Fan, was one of the Eight Princes of Mu Song.

When Xingyuan saw it, there was a slight conflict, although Zhang Fan didn't put them in his eyes, but with a cautious heart, he still paid attention to the other party's breath.

It's precisely because I didn't care too much about it that I couldn't remember who the owner of the breath was.

Not to mention the breath alone, even now that the real person is in person, Zhang Fan doesn't know what this person is.

There's no need to know.

As soon as he landed, this Jiedan monk, one of the Eight Princes of Mu Song, still looked like he was rampant and domineering in the Star Garden, his body continued to twitch, and a cloud of red spread and expanded from the vest, gradually spreading all over the back.

In an instant, there was no breath, and he had already fallen.

At the same time as this person fell, Zhang Fan frowned slightly, his eyes swept over, and he took in the situation in front of him.

Mumatsu Hachiko, there are many of them, and none of them exist.

At a distance of more than 1,000 zhang in front of him, corpses were arranged in a messy manner, from the farthest point to the one just now, no more, no less, exactly eight people.

Mu Song Bagong, in the mountains and sea areas outside the Fog Hidden Heavy Lou Mountain, can be regarded as a famous master, so silently all perished here, if it wasn't for Zhang Fan who happened to capture their breath, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to see this scene.

It wasn't just the eight corpses of them that were in the field, there were also three living people.

Of these three people, Zhang Fan is not blind.

It was two men and one woman, three young people, dressed in green and simple clothes, which looked like the clothes of the disciples of the sect before the Great Destruction, especially the jade-like green leaves on their robes, which were even more eye-catching.

"Chonglou Island or is it from the mountains outside the mountain?"

A question flashed, and it was immediately forgotten by Zhang Fan, this is not important.

These three people are obviously the disciples of the other two islands who boarded the Shanghai Dragon Boat early with Baili Xi'er and Long'er, and their purpose here should be the same as Baili Xi'er's and them, they all received the empowerment of Yi Marrow**, how could they appear here?

"Huh?"

At the same time as Zhang Fan's heart moved, his divine sense swept over the three young people, and his face suddenly changed color.

"Jindan Dacheng!"

These three young people have already achieved great success!

"How is that possible?"

Zhang Fan looked at it in disbelief, although he had already known the power of this secret method from the mouth of the Huangshi Daoist, but in such a short period of time, he had created three Sect Masters of the Jiedan, which still made him almost unable to believe his eyes.

Since he appeared, the two men and one woman looked at him with all their eyes, as if they recognized him, and gave him a salute, and there was nothing abnormal between their expressions, especially the two men among them, who were even more arrogant, as if they were very proud, and slowly put away the green leaf-shaped scimitar magic weapon that had been held in their hands.

"They did it?

Zhang Fan couldn't help frowning, these three people may be able to achieve Jindan in a short period of time, but it is absolutely impossible to reach the level of being able to kill Mu Song Hachigong.

These eight people, although he himself does not pay attention to them, but the eight people join forces, and they can be regarded as rare masters in the Dan period, not to mention the three of them who have just come out of the Dan monks, even if they are given another hundred years, it is impossible for the hands and feet of Mu Song Hachiko.

"Someone else!"

Zhang Fan's gaze looked into the distance along the corpses everywhere.

After a while, his heart moved, but he understood who did it. In this Purple Fire Domain, apart from himself, there are only a few people who use this means.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and Zhang Fan said coldly: "Yao Fei Aya, Master Aurora, don't you come out to see you?"

The sound came from afar, implying supernatural power, that is, the sparks that did not disperse in the space, all swaying for it, as if they might be extinguished at any time.

At the same time as Zhang Fan raised his voice to speak, the expressions of the three young people suddenly changed, which proved his conjecture.

These three people, at best, are in the role of scavengers, tailgating and chasing.

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, a faint sigh sounded, and the voice was soft and graceful, almost at the same time as it entered his ears, he sketched a beautiful image in his mind.

- Yao Fei Aya!

Behind a strange rock in the distance, a man and a woman, an old and a young, two figures, slowly strolled out and appeared in his field of vision.

It is Yao Fei Aya and the Aurora Dao people.

Seeing them appear, the three young men and women rushed over, stopped at a distance, bowed and saluted, and then retreated behind the two of them, as if they were guards.

"Zhang Daoyou, I didn't expect to meet you again so soon. ”

It was Yao Fei Aya who spoke, but seeing that her face was slightly pale, as if she was exhausted, she barely squeezed out a smile, and her pity went straight into people's hearts.

The Aurora Dao people on the side were silent all the time, and their eyes occasionally swept over the wood pine Hachiko on the ground, and their compassion and forbearance were obvious.

"Why are you here now?"

The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth twitched, disdainful.

These eight people have nothing to do with him, he naturally doesn't care about their life or death, but looking at the hypocritical appearance of the Aurora Dao people, he can't help but feel uncomfortable, if it weren't for the long-term experience of the world, I'm afraid he would have made sarcastic remarks a long time ago.

Even so, he didn't give the two of them any good looks, and his face sank like water.

If they can attack these eight people, they won't attack him!

Before the three of them could speak, a strange scene appeared in front of their eyes.

The corpse of Mu Song Hachiko first floated to the point of purple fire, like a gorgeous purple clothes, and then it exploded, as if it were boneless, and the whole body collapsed, like a human skin, attached to the ground.

Immediately afterward, everything, whether it was flesh and blood or clothing, was shrouded in purple light, turned into a deep liquid, and melted into the ground and disappeared.

At this moment, with Zhang Fan's divine sense, he vaguely felt that a certain power was floating from the ground and shrouded the entire Purple Fire Domain.

But in an instant, this feeling disappeared without a trace, and Zhang Fan's face became more and more ugly.

"Great Array!"

In this Purple Fire Domain, there was an unknown large array, and the other functions were unknown, but digesting the corpse of a fallen immortal cultivator like gluttony was happening right in front of his eyes.

"Yao Fei Aya, don't you want to explain?"

Zhang Fan's eyes flashed, skipped the Aurora Dao person, and asked directly towards Yao Feiyan.

After all, Aurora is the same as him, he is a foreign monk, no matter what he does, even if it is a blatant killing, it has nothing to do with Zhang Fan, and he will not pay attention to it, but Yao Feiya is different, as the master of this place, he actually killed the people who came to help, this kind of behavior is very different from the compassion they have always advertised.

In the face of his almost questioning attitude, Yao Fei Aya didn't make an effort, but smiled apologetically, but the three young men and women behind her were almost immediately angry, if it weren't for Yao Fei Aya blocking the front, they might have killed them immediately.

Zhang Fan naturally couldn't put them in his eyes, he didn't even bother to glance at them, they were just three little guys who had lost their minds, where was it worth his distraction, his eyes were blazing, and he couldn't leave Yao Feiyan's face.

"Zhang Daoyou......"

Just as Yaofei Ayaying's mouth opened lightly, and she was about to say something, an old voice suddenly came into Zhang Fan's ears.

"We do this for the sake of the world!"

Zhang Fan followed the prestige, only to see that the Aurora Daoist straightened his waist, although his face was unbearable, he had a clear conscience.

(To be continued)