"Nan~Gong~None~Hope~"

Almost in a moaning tone, Zhang Fan pronounced the name.

The sound of the Vermilion Bird chirping in his ears was far weaker than when he used the Vermilion Bird Ring Rune Treasure, and the momentum was far from enough, and it felt like a Vermilion Bird that had just woken up, waving its tail to chase away the annoying flying insects.

Nangong has no hope of personally casting the natal magic weapon or magic phase, the power may be less than that of using the talisman treasure? Of course it is impossible, although Zhang Fan was chased and killed for thousands of miles, it was not to the extent that his head was broken.

Today's Zhang Fan has a deeper and deeper understanding of the law phase, some time ago in the mine, he used to borrow his magic power by waving his sleeves without calling out the entire law phase.

Thinking about it, at this time, Nangong Hopeless used a similar method. Yes, how could a "merely" junior monk in the early stage of foundation building allow him, who was a famous master even among the Sect Masters, to use all his strength.

After that short scream, which was almost ignored by Zhang Fan, there was no sound, whether it was Jin Yu or Nangong Hopeless, as if they had disappeared in this area.

Zhang Fan didn't dare to relax, not only did he not put away the black nest, but he didn't even have any extra movements, so he lowered his breath and crouched lightly, and continued to be in the small crypt.

If the person who came was another sect master, then needless to say, he would have gone out to meet him a long time ago. But since Nangong is hopeless, then ...... Forget it!

First, he killed a precious son who was only a hundred years old, and then he received the other party's life-saving grace, and he dared to attack the sect in order to survive before! No matter which one he had, he didn't have the courage to go out and meet him.

After thinking about it, Zhang Fan put away the things he was going to use for self-defense, hid in the crypt and was bored, and couldn't help but think in his heart.

How could Nangong Hopeless leave the sect at this time? was it because of private matters, or was he assigned by the sect?

If it is a private matter, it is said that Nangong Wuwang has been preparing to try to get a baby in the past few years, and only five years ago when his son died, he went out of the first pass, and he has not shown up since then.

But it is impossible to say that it is a business matter, he is different from the two Jiedan Grandmasters Chen and Ge he has seen, whether it is in terms of combat power or status, there is a world of difference, and the easy sect will not let him move.

It is rumored that Nangong's hopeless combat power can almost be called an invincible existence under the Yuan infancy, and he is not very old, and there is a possibility of further surname, such a talent can almost be called the treasure of the sect, how can he be allowed to go out without a big thing.

Don't...... Zhang Fan couldn't help but mutter, could it be that Xiang Ming reminded him before, the big changes in the entire Qinzhou are about to start, right? Only such a major event can make Nangong hopeless to put down the preparation of marrying a baby and take action in person.

Just stayed in the crypt, thinking about it for most of the hour, although there was no clue, but this time was finally consumed, thinking about it, the dust should settle outside, and there would be no more trouble!

Walking out of the crypt, Zhang Fan looked around and immediately changed in shock.

When Jin Yu died, he was already in the woods, presumably he fell here, and when he was trying to search for Zhang Fan's traces, he was killed by Nangong Hopeless.

Although I didn't witness it with my own eyes, it is not difficult to know from the sound in my ears that the contact between the two parties was only a moment, and the sentence of life and death was decided. Comparing the strength of the two sides, this is the only way to make sense.

Facing a monk in the foundation building period, as a top-level master among the Jiedan Sect Masters, Nangong Wuwang obviously couldn't be too serious, and it should just be a casual blow, like crushing an ant that dares to offend the tiger's might.

But even if it was just such a careless blow, it was enough for Zhang Fan to cause a great shock.

Everything in front of him was not a scorched earth or something, in that case he wouldn't care too much, but in front of him, it was just a scorched black mark as thin as a gossamer.

This scorched black, which was about the thickness of a cow's hair, suddenly appeared from a distance of only ten zhang in front of him, and then extended out, a distance of about a hundred zhang and up, and it was the end.

There, the ground resembles the face of an old man who is extremely old, and it is covered with dense folds and cracks.

Zhang Fan is no stranger to this kind of trace, just half an hour ago, Jin Yu mistakenly thought that he was a strong man in the foundation building period, and when he was ready to fight hard, he had caused a similar situation to the ground he was on, but the damage in front of him was even more terrifying and thorough.

It is conceivable that when he first saw that Nangong was hopeless, he found that the other party was the Sect Master of Jiedan, and he didn't have the slightest intention of listening to his explanation, what else could he do?

Even so, his all-out defense could not bring any trouble to Nangong Wuwang, and he didn't even delay the time to breathe.

From the traces on the ground, Zhang Fan could imagine the situation at that time.

That offensive and defensive integration, in his opinion, was such a powerful spell, in front of Nangong Hopeless, like a fragile eggshell, it broke with one blow.

Then the aftermath continued, extending until it touched his body, and finally killed him instantly.

In the face of this huge gap in strength, I don't know how scared Jin Yu was at that time!

Jin Qi's feeling that Zhang Fan was naturally not interested in caring, but the situation in front of him made him can't help but be afraid. Even in the situation described earlier, relying only on the residual power of spells to kill the enemy, Nangong's hopeless control was still amazing.

Jin Yu's clothes were undamaged, and there was not even any damage to his hair, but his whole body was almost charred.

Through the cracks in the skin that resemble a child's mouth, you can see that it is still scorched and blackened all the way inward, without the slightest trace of flesh and bones, as if only a piece of charcoal is left in the whole body.

Such an astonishing control can be regarded as a true manifestation of the strength of a Sect Master. The power of the mountains and the tsunami, the sound of the sky and the earth cracking, are not as shocking as this control. Watching the leopard in the tube, it can be seen that when he really fights the enemy, every bit of his strength will be used to the extreme and exert the greatest effect.

After sighing at Nangong's hopeless amazing strength, Zhang Fan's gaze swept over Jin Yu's corpse, and finally stopped on the Qiankun bag on his waist.

Just as he was about to beckon him to take it to his hand, his movements were abrupt, and a hesitant look appeared on his face.

The reason why this Qiankun bag can still be preserved is that Nangong has no hope of looking down on it, originally according to Zhang Fan's surname, he took it, where would he think so much.

However, he was chased and killed by Jin Yu for thousands of miles before, and now he indirectly learned about the horror of the Sect Master Ji Dan through the traces left on the ground, and he couldn't help but be more cautious in his heart.

Be cautious! With your own strength, it is not the time to be arrogant. Zhang Fan looked into the distance with his hand, as if he could see Nangong's hopeless back.

After all, I didn't touch the bag, even if the possibility of being tampered with on it was very small, but it was not worth the slightest risk for it.

After looking around a little, seeing that there was nothing worth noting anymore, Zhang Fan groaned slightly, but did not return directly to the sect, but instead went around in a big circle, came to the Fang Market, and walked straight into the Duobao Pavilion.

Just went up to the second floor under the guidance of his buddy, Xiang Ming got the news from some source, but he was already standing at the door to greet him.

There was not much delay in the middle, and the two soon came to the beautiful scenery of Linquan and sat down as guests.

At this time, Xiang Ming picked up the teacup across the stone table, greeted him from afar, and said happily: "Congratulations to Zhang Daoyou on his safe return!"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and also raised his glass.

Although he didn't understand why he saw the situation in Qinzhou as so tense, it didn't prevent Zhang Fan from clearly feeling the sincerity of his joy.

After chatting for a few words, Zhang Fan remembered his many hints, and Nangong suddenly left the mountain hopelessly, hesitated and couldn't help asking: "Xiang Daoyou, what has happened in Qinzhou recently." ”

Hearing this, Xiang Ming paused in raising his glass, and muttered for a moment as if he had scruples, and after a while, he said to the horse: "Zhang Daoyou's cultivation is becoming more and more refined, or ......."

"Let's build the foundation!"

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, he had decided to ignore everything after returning to the mountain this time and concentrate on building the foundation, but looking at Xiang Ming's meaning, it seemed that he wanted him to pass the retreat and avoid something!

Seeing that after saying this, Xiang Ming buried his head in drinking tea, and had no intention of saying any more, in desperation, Zhang Fan had to nod, which was regarded as accepting the other party's kindness.

After being silent for a long time, Xiang Ming suddenly patted his head and said as if he remembered something: "Congratulations, I almost forgot." ”

"Congratulations on what?" Zhang Fan was stunned, how could this guy be surprised.

"Uncle Han, no, it's time to call Master Han now. Xiang Ming changed his words with a smile, and then said strangely: "Your master Jin Dan Dacheng, isn't it worth congratulating!"

"Master, he has become a Jindan?" Zhang Fan asked with surprise on his face.

"That's right, just three days ago, why, you haven't returned to the mountain yet?"

Zhang Fan nodded honestly, then got up, and prepared to leave immediately.

At this time, Xiang Ming suddenly stretched out his hand to stop it, and said with a mysterious face: "Don't be in a hurry, brother, I still have a good thing for you to see." ”

"Good stuff?"

Zhang Fan was interested, what could make Xiang Ming so mysterious and mysterious would definitely not be an ordinary product, after thinking about it for a while, he immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "Could it be that thing, you finally found it?"

"Yes, it's a pity that it's just a fragment, Zhang Daoyou, you can look at it!"

As he spoke, Xiang Ming took out a thin booklet and threw it in front of him.

When I picked it up, the four big characters of "Da Yue Zhen Solution" came into view.

(To be continued)