It has been seven or eight days since I left the plain, and I have collected a lot of spiritual grass, and I have also encountered a few monks who are not long-eyed. Now Zhang Fan is no longer overly surprised by the spirit grass that appears from time to time, and he is not resistant to pulling the Qiankun bag from the deceased, but feels that it should be so, and there are few big fluctuations in his heart, and he is calm.

Squatting in front of a ginseng that is about 500 years old, waving his hand to lay out a small hidden formation, Zhang Fan carefully picked it.

This set of formations was still searched from the Qiankun bag of a disciple of the Imperial Spirit Sect, after all, he was inexperienced, and he never thought that he still needed to lay out the formation when collecting elixir.

As a result, he was attacked during a picking, not only was the elixir damaged, but he almost capsized in the gutter, that is, from the monk who attacked him, Zhang Fan found the formation plate of this set of formations, fiddled with it a little, and immediately understood the efficacy, which can be regarded as eating a trench and growing wise.

Gently removing the mud and sand from the roots, taking out a jade box from the Qiankun bag, and carefully putting in the ginseng with all four limbs and dense roots, Zhang Fan just stood up, his expression suddenly moved, and the hand that withdrew the array plate couldn't help but pause.

After a little hesitation, he still put the array disk back, and the effect of the hidden trace of the breath disappeared suddenly.

In the distance, a female disciple of the Faxiang Sect dressed in white was being chased and fled in this direction, she was stunned when she saw this, she felt a little breath, and found that it was the same door, and she was overjoyed, and shouted for help: "Senior brother in front, help!"

The voice was so passionate and high-pitched that Zhang Fan couldn't help frowning when he heard it.

He chose to show up instead of continuing to hide, naturally with the idea of saving the woman. In the past few days, except for some people who have formed a group and are too quiet and don't know where the cat is, most of the ordinary disciples have already been killed or have self-knowledge, and they have withdrawn early, and the rest have some ability.

However, Zhang Fanlu's cultivation on the surface is only at the eighth level of the Qi refining period, and among the remaining elites, not to mention the bottom, at least a few from the bottom, plus he hasn't made much of a move for so many days, I'm afraid that others have forgotten that there is still a master in this area, and all the cats and dogs are rushing here, and they are a little annoyed.

Just take this opportunity to take the eleventh layer of the Qi Refining Stage disciple who chased after him to establish his authority, and deter Xiaoxiao, as for saving people, but by the way, anyway, with this ability, it doesn't matter how much he stretches out his hand.

When Zhang Fan stood in place and waited for a few breaths, the blue-clothed female monk fled to the front in embarrassment with a water net-like magic weapon.

As soon as she stopped, the female monk glanced at Zhang Fan with a grateful face, as if she had something to say, her mouth opened halfway, and suddenly froze, obviously just seeing his cultivation clearly, and her face showed a look of regret and bitterness.

couldn't help but look back again, and found that he couldn't escape, and finally said helplessly: "This junior brother, he is the core disciple of the Illusion Demon Dao, Ji Wufang, covets my beauty, has been chasing me for three days, most of the magic weapons have been destroyed by him, junior brother must save me." ”

"Coveted beauty?" Zhang Fan looked at her but ordinary appearance, a little speechless.

The changing expression of this fellow disciple when he first met naturally couldn't escape his eyes, Zhang Fan didn't feel resentful about this, but breathed a sigh of relief, lowered his vigilance against her a little, and observed the man who stopped ten zhang away.

At a glance, Zhang Fan somewhat understood why he wanted to take Ji Wufang, a feminine name that sounded like this, the man in front of him was born coquettish, compared to the stunning beauty of Xiruo and Yun Yiyi, that is, it was only a little worse.

As for chasing a woman of the level of the woman in blue for three days, I have to understand that the Chengren family has a special taste.

Gently pressing the fluttering pink robe, Ji Wuflaw looked at the Xuanjin gown on Zhang Fan's body, frowned slightly, opened his mouth slightly, and said softly: "This junior brother ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a fiery red arrow shot straight between his eyebrows, blocking all the words below.

A hint of surprise flashed on his face, and then he didn't move, only to see his eyebrows raised, and a black and bright light shield rose to protect his whole body.

The rocket hit the light mask, like a mayfly shaking a tree, and it didn't even stir up a ripple.

The smoke from the explosion quickly cleared, and the light mask flickered twice before disappearing.

"You...... , you, actually sneak attack people!" Ji Wuflaw said angrily.

Why did this man speak so ...... Mother! Zhang Fan's body couldn't help shaking, and then he shrugged his shoulders as if nothing happened, his eyes looked at the sky, and he didn't speak.

"You...... I'll kill you. Being ignored like this, Ji Flawless and handsome face suddenly distorted, and as soon as his hand moved, a red and bright handkerchief covered the ground.

"Ah~~~~" Zhang Fan's hand that had been inserted in the Qiankun bag was only stretched out for a while, and then he heard a scream sound around him, and then, with a flash of blue light, the woman in blue turned around and ran, and with a snort, she reappeared a hundred zhang away.

Zhang Fan showed a hint of anger, then dissipated and returned to a bland appearance.

"Why don't you believe me?" he shook his head, and he concluded that the woman in blue would not live to live today, and it was not worth being angry for a dead person. Fortunately, I didn't just come forward to save people, otherwise, it would really make people's blood cold when I met this person.

Before, the two of them came across the air without any obstacles, and the woman in blue shouted again, Zhang Fan and Ji Wuflawless will also have a battle, these are all things that are not small, and it is impossible not to attract attention.

At this time, there must have been many monks who had come to the surroundings to snoop, if the woman in blue really destroyed the magic weapon as she said, it would be ten deaths. Even if her strength is complete, with her cultivation at the tenth level of the Qi refining period, she has no treasure to protect herself, and without the strength to deter others, the person who survives may not be able to reach the first floor.

The woman in blue fled without warning and both of them were a little stunned, but this little psychological fluctuation had no effect on their movements.

The Falling Soul Bell flew up from Zhang Fan's hand, and the handkerchief that turned into a canopy pressed down in the air was in the air, and at the same time, his hand lit up, and a large number of spirit runes flew out, surrounding the other party is a burst of indiscriminate bombardment.

Monks of their level are no longer low-level spirit runes that can be piled up to death, and most of these methods are just used as a nuisance, at most they only consume some of the opponent's spiritual power.

No, Zhang Fan seemed to have great hopes for this spirit rune bombardment, and stared at the center of the explosion with bated breath.

"Bang!", the flamestorm formed by the explosion was pushed open from the inside by something, and the explosion dissipated. In the center, a solid gauze wall formed by the rapid encirclement of white gauze ribbons was also exposed, and judging from the aura that escaped during the instantaneous explosion, it was at least a high-level magic weapon, and maybe even a top-level magic weapon.

Driving out the flames, the ribbon was retracted, wrapped around Ji Wufang's arm, and turned into white water sleeves.

"Ahh Ji Wuflaw raised his water sleeve and wiped it on his face desperately, while the orchid pointed back and forth, and said hatefully: "You are dead, you are dead! I must kill you." ”

Zhang Fan naturally turned a deaf ear to his words.

When Ji Wufang revealed the white gauze belt, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Feiyun Zhou, who had been pinching in the palm of his hand, was also taken back.

Although Zhang Fan was silent on the surface, he was actually shocked in his heart when Ji Wufang quietly showed up the black light mask and resisted his sneak attack lightly.

With the power of the Luo Yue Bow, even Master Han Hao's Cave Mansion Prohibition could cause some fluctuations, but unexpectedly, against that black light mask, not only did he not move at all, but he didn't even have a little reaction, and the gap was so big that it was enough to threaten his life.

The reason why he just took out the Feiyun Boat for backup, instead of running faster than the woman in blue, was because Zhang Fan didn't believe that a shield of such strength could be used by Ji Wufang, a monk at the eleventh level of the Qi refining period, even if it was attached to any treasure, it would never be possible to use it indefinitely. If not, such a treasure that can be called against the sky would never be unknown in the world of cultivating immortals.

At this time, Zhang Fan saw that the other party was a little laborious to resist those low-level spirit runes, and his eyes lit up, not only put away the mind of fleeing at any time, but also slapped the Qiankun bag without hesitation, and sacrificed the amorous ring.

Layers of silver-white rings flashed, facing Ji Wuflawless under the hood.

In an instant, the sky was full of the wind howls caused by the amorous ring breaking through the sky, showing the majesty of the top-level magic weapon.

Seeing such a prestige, Ji Flawless's coquettish face suddenly lost its blood, and the spiritual power was desperately instilled, and the water sleeves on his hands once again turned into a gauze wall, surrounding his body.

The sound of "crackling" sounded, and the gauze wall couldn't stand the huge force contained in the amorous ring, collapsed inch by inch, and collapsed back. So, the amorous ring is outside, the yarn is inside, and the two phases are combined, and a zongzi is formed.

This person turned out to be an embroidered pillow, blind to the eleventh layer of cultivation, and this ......

Zhang Fan dragged a black jade pendant from Ji Wufang's waist, who was whimpering, and put it in the palm of his hand to look at it carefully, thinking that this was a strange treasure that made him almost anoint the soles of his feet.

Now is not the time to study, he took the jade pendant back into the Qiankun bag, and when he reached out to touch the Qiankun bag of zongzi, a coquettish smile came from far and near, Zhang Fan was shocked, and the movements in his hands couldn't help but pause.