The divine consciousness let go and radiated far away.

Zhang Fan stood in the center of the Manado Fireball, and did not rush to get his loot, but carefully realized the experience of the battle just now.

As soon as the Mangado Array came out, he realized in his heart that he was just a strong enemy on the side, and he didn't dare to be distracted.

At this time, following the slightest comprehension from before, his divine consciousness turned into ten thousand copies, and one by one he wrapped around the three-legged black flames flying up and down, closed his eyes and silently observed it.

After a while, his eyes suddenly opened, and a flash of clarity flashed, making his eyes suddenly brighten.

The Fire Ten Thousand Crows Array is not something that can be called a battle by 10,000 three-legged crows rushing up, if it is added to the way of gathering and dispersing the worldly army, or forming some combined attack formations in the immortal cultivation world, wouldn't it be a great increase in power?

It's a pity that his cultivation time is too short after all, and he hasn't dabbled in the battle path, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to exert it with all his might, and when the ten thousand crows came out, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

The Manado Great Array looks terrifying, but what can really attack in time is only the number of three hundred and sixty-five weeks that was put forward when the previous battle against Xiruo, and the rest interfered with each other, and could only form an encirclement, but could not really strike at the enemy.

This is definitely a big drawback.

It is precisely because of this that in the end, Zhang Fan failed to make up his mind to keep the two, so he had to let this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity slip away in vain.

After you go back, you must study the science of the lower formation path carefully, otherwise such a thaumaturgy is just a form in vain, and it will not be able to exert its true power.

Determined to make up his mind, but not in a hurry, Zhang Fan's spiritual power operated, mobilized the Nine Flame Dragon Ball in his body, and then opened his mouth and took a deep breath.

As if peeling off a cocoon, red threads as thin as gossamers were pulled away from more than 10,000 fire blacks, and a fist-sized red ball of light gathered in mid-air, and threw it into his mouth.

At the same time, all the fire crows lost their support and suddenly dissipated like foam without a trace.

Only the heat wave in the air still shows the traces of their existence.

Then, he stepped on it violently, and it seemed that he was getting heavier, but the ground under his feet was not damaged at all, but the corpse a few feet away suddenly shook, and the Qiankun bag tied around his waist collapsed, as if it was pulled by an invisible silk thread and fell into his hands.

Divine sense penetrated and swept in, Zhang Fan frowned, groaned slightly, and saw his hand wipe at the mouth of the bag, and a long-necked jade bottle appeared in his hand.

Under the illumination of the sun, the bottle made of condensation jade exudes a cold and soft brilliance, which looks simple and elegant, and is obviously not ordinary.

Condensing jade is a relatively expensive jade material in the immortal cultivation world, which is mostly used to preserve precious elixirs or heavenly treasures that are easy to lose spiritual energy.

A low-level disciple, what is there on his body that is worthy of being filled with a bottle made of all-body condensing jade?

Shaking slightly, hearing the sound of the liquid hitting the wall of the bottle, Zhang Fan's face showed a smile, and he glanced at the corpse on the ground, and couldn't help but feel that this person was not simple, and he had prepared the jade bottle in advance, which could be regarded as far-reaching.

It's a pity that his finesse was not used in the most important places, otherwise how could he let such important news leak out, and as a result, he died tragically, and the treasure also fell into his hands.

When he opened the cap of the bottle and smelled it, a sweet but not greasy fragrance overflowed, but as soon as he smelled it, Zhang Fan felt that the spiritual power in his body was slowly running, and if he took a sip, according to his estimate, it was enough to fill up the spiritual power of his body.

Sure enough, it is worthy of the juice squeezed out of the purple whirlpool, and in addition, only the spiritual effect of the 10,000-year-old stalactite can be compared to it.

Satisfied, he closed the lid, and was about to put it into the Qiankun bag, when his movements suddenly paused, as if he remembered something, and the expression on his face suddenly became solemn.

The purple mastrel fruit can be described as a treasure, even in this valley of no return, it is also an extremely rare treasure, and being able to meet it is tantamount to walking shit luck.

However, this lucky person still has a condensing jade bottle in his hand, something that a normal Qi refining period cultivator would never prepare, and the value of this bottle alone is enough for him to buy a good magic weapon.

If you are not sure that you will definitely get the purple whirlpool, may you go out of your way to prepare it?

Besides, even if this person is naturally cautious and thoughtful, then he should also prepare a jade box, after all, not all natural treasures can squeeze juice, wouldn't it be more reasonable to get a box?

Could this be a coincidence? Zhang Fan shook his head, unable to believe it.

He once again probed his divine sense into the man's Qiankun bag, searched carefully, and after a few moments, a jade slip was pasted on his forehead.

After a while, Zhang Fan's divine consciousness retracted from the jade slip and groaned.

In the jade slip, a complete topographic map is engraved, which corresponds slightly to the place where he walked before, and it is not difficult to know that it is the valley of no return.

On the surface, this map can be portrayed by any monk who has entered the Valley of No Return, but in fact it is not.

Even with Zhang Fan's treasure cultivation at this time, it can be said that among the one hundred and ten people in the entire valley, it is one of the best, but the places he has walked through add up to less than the eleven number drawn on the map.

In other words, such a map is by no means something that can be completed by a single person, and behind that person, there should be a group hidden, and it is unknown whether it is a family or a sect.

Most importantly, the map also depicts the location of some natural treasures, such as the purple matron fruit, which is within the scope of the depiction.

Thinking that the person behind the deceased had discovered this fruit, but unfortunately it was not ripe, and even if it was picked, the effect was greatly reduced, so he made a record and let this person come to pick it a hundred years later.

No wonder this person is well prepared and can accurately find the location of the purple wilt fruit.

It seems inexplicable, and it offends some people again, and no matter how you think about it, it doesn't look like it's easy to deal with.

Zhang Fan sighed secretly, threw this matter aside, and the soldiers came to cover the water.

After thinking about it, he put away the jade bottle and the jade slip together, and let out a sigh of relief.

At this time, Zhang Fan felt that his previous behavior was complete, and he suddenly felt that the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the air was fresh, as if some dark clouds had been blown away all at once.

It has been nearly two months since he entered the valley of no return, and his luck is really very strong, and it can be called a vertical and horizontal unscrupulous, and he has not suffered any losses from beginning to end, but has gained a few strange treasures due to fate.

However, when he met Bai Yiyi several times, he was always at a disadvantage, if it weren't for the coincidence and his willingness to work hard, I was afraid that the bones would be cold.

In their eyes, they may just be similar to a wasp, and they don't put it in their eyes, but there is no need to kill them, and if they are not careful, they may be stung before they die, that's all.

Such a state of mind is of course beneficial to himself, but at the same time, it is like a stone, unconsciously pressing on his heart, and the depression and humiliation are himself, and he can't tell clearly.

Therefore, when he learned that the two of them were fighting here, Zhang Fan's first feeling was excitement and anticipation, without any hesitation, hesitation, or even the slightest concealment of his figure, and he robbed in a grand manner.

This is half unintentional, half intentional.

As he expected, under the first battle, he single-handedly suppressed the two of them, making them reluctant to retreat. Although they are not in a complete state, judging from the current situation, even if they are intact and alone, they may not be his opponents, let alone be able to suppress him as they were before.

For a while, I only felt a lightness in my heart, and I felt that I was raising my eyebrows and getting rid of the barriers, and all the depression in their bodies suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the whole person suddenly gave birth to a sense of freedom that the sky is high and the birds are flying, and the sea is wide and the fish is jumping.

At the same time, the ecstasy of fighting desperately to obtain the Nine Flame Dragon Ball, the Vermilion Bird Ring Rune Treasure, and the bizarre coincidence of obtaining the Black Nest, was no longer suppressed, and it broke out in an instant.

Suddenly, I only felt that between heaven and earth, between all the fingers, there was nothing in the way of the heart barrier, there were no taboos, and the access was smooth.

"Perhaps, this is the so-called thought access, right?" Zhang Fan felt silently, and said secretly in his heart.