Barely suppressing the physical and mental fatigue, Zhang Fan took back the scattered magic weapons one by one, and then breathed a sigh of relief and started to walk towards the snake corpse by the lake.

As soon as he squatted down at the tail of the huge snake, there was a sound that seemed to open a mountain and crack stones.

"How is it possible?" Zhang Fan stood up suddenly, with an incredible look on his face.

took out a spirit rune from the Qiankun bag, shook his hand, and the spirit rune turned into ashes, and then wiped it in front of his eyes, looking at it, and the scene thousands of feet away suddenly appeared in front of him.

A wild boar the size of a small mountain, clad in mud armor and with its fangs raised high, was shining with its eyes and rushing towards the place where he was.

"Isn't it?, could it be so unlucky?" Zhang Fan had a wry smile on his face, and then his expression froze, as if he had thought of something, his brows furrowed, and the doubts covered by the fierce battle came back to his heart.

First, the saw-scaled snake stalked and chased after him, and it may be a coincidence that he happened to be teleported to the territory of the saw-scaled snake. But in addition, Yun Ying appeared later, and it turned out to be the same, which proved that there must be something on his body that has a fatal attraction to demon beasts.

If this idea is extended, the cloud eagle is amazingly fast, so it comes quickly, so does it mean that there are some slower demon beasts coming? For example, the wild boar that is galloping forward.

There are two of them, and this wild boar may not be the last, Zhang Fan was suddenly terrified, and a tragic picture appeared in his mind - he was covered in blood, and then he was beaten to death by the demon beasts all over the mountains......

Shivering all over his body, Zhang Fan calmed down, pondered for a while, suddenly his brows stretched, he stretched out his hand, and the belt of the ice silkworm robe broke, and then the toes were inserted into the soil, and a stone was upturned and wrapped around the robe that he had taken off.

Vajra Talisman, Mighty Talisman...... A spiritual talisman that strengthened the body was blessed with money, and then Zhang Fan's body turned around a few times, and with the posture of throwing a chain ball, he threw the ice silkworm robe and the stones wrapped in it, like a meteor outside the sky, and threw it out far away.

After doing this, Zhang Fan ran to the lake in two steps and one step at a time, and got into it with a thud.

Under the lake, he grabbed the reef with one hand to fix himself, and reached into the Qiankun bag with the other hand, listening intently.

In the middle of the night, the thunderous sound came from far and near, as if ten thousand horses were galloping, and the ground shook non-stop.

The vibration suddenly stopped, and even across the lake, the sound of heavy panting was still heard clearly.

Zhang Fan held his breath and listened carefully, if he was wrong, another bitter battle would be avoided, and he would be prepared, so as not to be caught off guard.

Fortunately, things did not go in the worst direction, and after a while, the sound of hooves plowing the ground was heard from above, and the rumbling footsteps gradually faded away, and it was the direction in which the Ice Silkworm Robe was thrown.

"That's really the case, who is plotting against me?" Zhang Fan did not rush to leave the lake, but slowly sank, just sat down on his knees under the lake, and thought about it intently.

When he realized that something was wrong, he realized that someone had done something to him.

There are many ways to attract demon beasts, but the effect is so obvious, and there are only a few that are so domineering.

"Phantom Grass. A name came up.

The herb of Phantom Heart Grass does not belong to the genus of spiritual medicine, but it has obvious characteristics, it is not easy to purify, it is rare, and it is still on top of many elixirs that can improve the cultivation of the foundation building period.

Wild Phantom Heart Grass grows in patches, stretching for dozens of miles of grassland, in spring and summer, gathering the strength of all individuals, it will emit a strange smell that humans can't smell, ordinary beasts, low-level demon beasts, whether male or female, will be excited when they hear it, and they will go to xxoo thousands of miles away.

And when they leave satisfied, the inexplicable liquid left in the grassland is the best nutrient for the phantom grass.

Phantom Heart Grass is not uncommon, but to refine the essence of it and condense it into a drop, the difficulty is amazingly great, and non-Dan Dao masters can't do it.

If it can really attract a large number of demon beasts, even if the cost is high, it will make the monks flock to it, but unfortunately the Phantom Heart Grass still has a fatal flaw, that is, it is only attractive to low-level demon beasts, to be exact, it is a first- and second-order demon beast, and no matter how powerful the demon beast is, the ability to distinguish is greatly increased, and the resistance to this taste is greatly strengthened.

No wonder the saw-scaled snake and the cloud eagle did not give up, and asked themselves, if they fantasized for a long time, when they went to the ground, a sow was lying on her stomach and shaking her hips, and she must be even crazier than the two of them.

"This fight is wrong. Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The people who put down the black hand have good intentions, in the outside world, they spend effort to refine a drop of phantom heart grass, the surname price ratio is too low, and when it comes to the Valley of No Return, it is a big killer, if it is not good, all the demon beasts in the entire region will be attracted to it, and no matter how strong the monk with it is, it will also be killed for life.

Fortunately, Zhang Fan knows very well that people have lazy surnames, and the other party knows that he will never smell abnormal, and at the same time his cultivation is low, and it is estimated that he will be buried in the mouth of the beast as soon as he enters, it is unlikely that he will spend more hands and feet to put the medicine in a hidden place, which will undoubtedly increase the difficulty and the possibility of being discovered. Therefore, when he noticed something wrong, he would take a gamble and throw his clothes out immediately, which was considered to be a break in the game.

Who is trying to deal with himself in such a way possible? Zhang Fan pondered for a while, Cui Ren, Han Hao, or other fellow disciples who have been in contact with him?

Shaking his head, Zhang Fan excluded them all, with the strength of his divine sense, it was impossible for those fellow disciples in the Qi refining period to leave something on him without being noticed.

Only those four Sect Masters of the Knot Stage had the ability to do this. Thinking of this, Zhang Fan's face suddenly became gloomy, and whoever was still targeted by the Sect Master of Jiedan would not be able to go anywhere easily.

What's even worse is that eighty percent of this matter was not done by the two grandmasters of the Illusion Demon Dao and the Imperial Spirit Sect, he has no name in the outside world, and his cultivation realm is not prominent, even if he wants to start, it will not be his turn.

Besides, if the two grandmasters on their own side can't even detect each other's small methods, then there is no need to hold this kind of trial, everyone will play each other's black hands, and the low-level disciples will die cleanly immediately.

Zhang Fan's heart gradually sank, and his mind was full of strange glances from the two grandmasters of the Faxiang Sect at the moment when he entered the Valley of No Return......

Is it two? or one of them?

Zhang Fan didn't want to think about it anymore, in the Valley of No Return, the killing situation of the Phantom Heart Grass had been broken by himself, outside the valley, he was mostly in the sect, even if it was a Sect Master, it was impossible to start without scruples, otherwise he would definitely not live today. You might as well put it down for the time being, and when you have the strength in the future, it's not too late to take revenge.

Cleaning up his mood, Zhang Fan slowly went through the short but thrilling battle in his mind.

One eagle and one snake, both are second-order demon beasts, according to the algorithm of human monks, they are all high-level monks equivalent to more than ten layers in the qi refining period, he is one against two, except for the last means of escape, it can be said that the hole cards are exhausted, so he barely killed them.

Such a result is something to be proud of on any Qi refining period cultivator, but Zhang Fan is not very satisfied, in the short confrontation, he used two low-level spiritual weapons, three top-level magic weapons, one high-level magic weapon, and two types of magic phase spiritual formulas, and countless elixirs, which can be said to be piled to death with foreign objects.

If his cultivation can be a little higher, like other elite disciples, he can reach the cultivation of the eleventh layer of the Qi refining period, supplemented by his own treasures, and kill these two demon beasts, it will definitely not be so difficult.

Zhang Fan slowly recalled and reviewed, and the spiritual power in his body also slowly operated according to the method of the seventh layer, one and two...... Forty-nine days later, I suddenly and naturally turned into a fork in the road, following a route that felt familiar and unfamiliar, and started the cycle again.

"Huh?" suddenly opened his eyes, Zhang Fan's face showed a look of surprise, and the bottleneck that had trapped him for more than a year disappeared inexplicably.

Since then, he has officially stepped into the realm of the eighth layer of the Qi Refining Period.