"Boom~~"

In the roar, the mist on the stormy ocean suddenly separated, and the familiar breath and figure came into view.

Fa Xiangzong: Nine Heavens Real Man Feng Jiuling, Vermilion Bird Real Man Nangong is hopeless;

Illusion Magic: Dream Grandma;

Imperial Spirit Sect: The Great Wind is a real person.

The three sects in Qinzhou, except for the Faxiang Sect, all came with only one person.

However, Zhang Fan knew in his heart that they were definitely not the only ones who really participated in the war, but at this time, they were still in the wind and sea, and I was afraid that only these people were there.

"Hahaha~~ Xiao Jiu, those who are disobedient are afraid that they have already become ghosts under the knife. ”

Seeing Feng Jiuling and them, Lei Ze Daoist patted the nine-headed old monster on the shoulder and laughed.

In fact, the strength of the wind and the sea, not to mention the nine-headed old monsters and demons leaving them, there are also many big demons, entrenched in one place, self-established as kings, listening to the tune and not listening to the announcement, the strong have their own pride, it is not surprising.

The problem is that in the past few hundred years, those strong people have not even listened to their dispatches, and the control of the nine-headed old monster over them has approached zero.

If you really want to talk about it, it's still his own problem, he is obsessed with the study of half-demons, and even delays his cultivation, and he has no intention of joining forces in the middle of the day, and finally he has reached the embarrassment of not being able to make the storm.

If it weren't for this, it would be impossible for the Demon Venerable to have the opportunity to stand on his own, and the Blood Dragon Wuyu and the Heavenly Maiden Yaoji might not dare to play the role of the Jiang Fierce Dragon.

It can be said that it is self-inflicted.

Now looking at the lineup of Qinzhou's side, it is not difficult to know that the top ten have already reached the stage of collecting troops, Nangong Wuwang and others are the finishing figures, and Feng Jiuling is here for Lei Zedao and Zhang Fan.

Even the large troops on the Qinzhou side have withdrawn, needless to say, those who are "disobedient" are afraid that they will disappear in the lightning strike.

In this regard, the nine-headed old monster didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but in the end, it was a smile that was not as good as crying.

With a foundation, it looks like it is about to change hands, and the bitterness in his heart can be imagined, not to mention that the meat is still on the chopping board, so it depends on the other party's ability to cut the knife.

In an instant, Feng Jiuling and the others quickly approached.

"Brother Feng, don't come to harm?"

Lei Zedao laughed, looking like he wanted to hug Feng Jiuling.

"Don't come here, I can't stand your big belly. ”

Feng Jiuling glanced sideways and said angrily.

"Uh~"

Lei Zedao is not advancing, nor is he retreating, stroking his belly with an embarrassed face.

"How about Lao Lei, have you told Donghua about it?"

Feng Jiuling said as he looked at Zhang Fan inquiringly, and saw him nodding with a smile, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's it. ”

Lei Zedaoren said with a smile on his face, and then talked to him about the nine-headed old monster.

Naturally, there is nothing to say about these, the nine-headed old monster has no ambitions, and just wants to study that half-demon, and it happens to cooperate with Qinzhou to continue to guard the wind and sea.

This conclusion is also satisfactory to the nine-headed old monster.

In terms of his cultivation, if he really talks about running, he may not be able to run away, but then he will definitely leave his hometown, and maybe he will be hunted down.

After all, he is different from ordinary wind and sea masters, and he still has some appeal, how can he cut the grass without eradicating the roots? In that case, let alone continuing his research, it will be a problem to even save his life.

Now this result can be said to be a great joy for all.

When Lei Ze Daoren finished discussing with Feng Jiuling, Zhang Fan also greeted Nangong Wuwang, Grandma Meng, Dafeng Zhenren and others, and the group flew towards the Storm Dragon Palace of the nine-headed old monster.

Along the way, Zhang Fan and Xi Ruo smiled and did not speak, and the nine-headed old monster was silent in resignation, only Lei Ze Daoren and Feng Jiuling kept chatting, and roughly said what happened in the eye of the wind.

At this time, everyone's gaze at Zhang Fan was a little different.

Originally, his strength has become more and more unfathomable over the years, and he is no longer inferior to the top powerhouses of the older generation, and this is still without holding the Zhou Tian Star Chart.

This time, he actually let him get two ancient treasures of the ancient treasure level, which is tantamount to adding wings to the tiger, is this worth it?

Among the real people in Qinzhou, Feng Jiuling may be the only one who can remain calm.

"Haha~~ Okay, great. ”

Feng Jiuling patted Zhang Fan's shoulder and laughed, "After I, Qinzhou, solve the group of demons in the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestral Court, Donghua, you go north to Northern Xinjiang, let those old guys see what kind of demeanor I am in the new generation of Qinzhou~~hahaha~"

At this time, everyone had arrived in the Storm Dragon Palace, and the guests and hosts sat down, and after those half-demons tremblingly sent fragrant tea, they were oppressed by the powerful breath one by one, and they didn't dare to leave, and watched from afar tremblingly.

"Ancestor Feng, over there in the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestral Court?"

Hearing Feng Jiuling mention the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestral Court, Zhang Fan asked.

He hasn't forgotten that he still had an appointment with someone back then.

"They've gone. ”

Feng Jiuling took a sip of fragrant tea, and said lightly: "The old man is also going to go, Donghua, you don't want to go, the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestral Court will be handed over to us to solve, you go to Zifu Prefecture to explore, and see what is the mystery of this largest island in ancient times?"

Immediately, he added: "It's good not to catch up with the battle of Northern Xinjiang." ”

It seems that Feng Jiuling is looking forward to making Zhang Fan famous in northern Xinjiang and sonic shock Kyushu.

In this regard, Zhang Fan just nodded indispensably, and did not take it to heart.

He knew that a few days ago, the Qinzhou side must have rushed straight to the wind sea through that hidden sea eye, taking advantage of the opportunity that the nine-headed old monster and the demon venerable were separated from people, the blood dragon was innocent, and the heavenly maiden Yao Ji were all in the sea eye, and the wind and sea without a leader of the dragons were completely swept through.

After the dust settled, except for a few people in front of them, the rest of the Qinzhou real people rushed straight to the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestral Court, and the fight was nothing more than the intention of taking advantage of the fact that the news had not come out.

These have nothing to do with Zhang Fan, if you really want to talk about it, the attraction of Zifu Prefecture is undoubtedly much greater than that of the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestral Court.

Besides, after solving the problem of Zifu Prefecture, and then returning to Qinzhou, the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestral Court may not be able to catch up with the battle, after all, the other party still has a few 10,000-year-old demons, and it is not so easy to deal with.

"Nangong, Meng Lao, Gale, you don't have to participate in the battle of the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestral Court, clear and suppress the wind sea as soon as possible. ”

Feng Jiuling turned to Nangong Wuwang and the others to explain, and after they responded, he remembered something, and said to Zhang Fan: "By the way, Donghua, we met two people on the way here. ”

"Two people?"

"But the Demon Venerable is leaving the people and the Heavenly Mighty Demon King?"

Zhang Fan's spirits perked up, and the nine-headed old monster and the others also cast inquiring glances on Feng Jiuling's face.

These two fish that slipped through the net, if they don't kill them, they will be troubled after all, and their luck is also bad, they really bumped into Feng Jiuling's hands.

"Well, it's those two boys. ”

Feng Jiuling said indifferently: "What is the name of the demon venerable, let the old man destroy it, but the wild bull let him run away." ”

"This person's exercises are another mystery, not ordinary Zhenhai Powerful Demon Skills, there is a dead wood and spring demon art to protect him, and he was careless for a while, so he couldn't keep him. ”

"This brute bull may be a little involved with the ancient demon clan, so pay attention to it the next time you encounter it. ”

Figures such as the Qingtian Mighty Demon King, in Feng Jiuling's eyes, are nothing more than that, if it weren't for the "Dead Wood Spring Demon Method", I'm afraid he wouldn't even bother to mention this person.

"It turned out that the demon venerable left the person, and the brute bull let him run away?"

Zhang Fan shook his head, this result was quite unexpected to him.

What a proud person the demon venerable is to leave people, first stealing chickens in the eyes of the sea and not making rice, and then falling silently into the hands of Feng Jiuling, it can only be said that it is time to die.

After chatting for a while, Nangong Wuwang and the others left, the wind and the sea were peaceful, there were many things that needed to be suppressed by the masters, and even the nine-headed old monster was taken away by the three of them.

In the Storm Dragon Palace, only Feng Jiuling, Zhang Fan, Xi Ruo, and Lei Ze Daoren were left.

At this time, Zhang Fan opened his mouth and asked:

"I wonder how much Brother Lei Ze knows about Zifu Prefecture?"

Zifu Prefecture, in today's classic records, is nothing more than a lot of spiritual grass, demon beasts and Kyushu are very different, powerful and diverse, there is a unique line of cultivating immortals, and then there are natural disasters, and then there are [***], and finally Lu Shen, that's all.

This information alone is tantamount to a blind man touching an elephant, and since he is determined to go, he naturally needs to ask for clarification.

"This ...... This ......"

Lei Zedaoren's rosewood face suddenly showed embarrassment, hesitated for a moment, smiled bitterly, spread his hands, and said, "I don't know either." ”

Zhang Fan was stunned, and immediately reacted.

Whether it is the brothers and sisters of Eternal Night and Xinglan, or the Lei Ze Dao person in front of them, although they are in the same vein as Zifu Prefecture, but I don't know how many thousands of years have passed, how much can they know?

Like him, Lei Ze Daoren and the others had never been to Zifu Prefecture, and they really asked Yu Blind.

Zhang Fan smiled to himself, and was about to change the topic, Lei Zedaoren slapped his head suddenly, as if he remembered something, took out something and spread it on his palm, and said: "I almost forgot this thing, Donghua Daoist, please take a look." ”

It was a palm-sized purple spar, restrained and crystal clear, and if there was any difference, it was surprisingly many edges and corners, divided into countless sections.

As Lei Ze Daoren spoke, a thunderbolt erupted and hit the purple crystal, and in an instant, the purple light was great, and the void projected, and a scene was conjured, as if it was the appearance of Zifu Prefecture when it had never sunk in the past.

Zhang Fan was just browsing casually, just to get a general understanding, after all, time has passed, if you want to say what is the use, but it is not.

Such an indispensable attitude was completely shattered when an object flashed from the picture.

"What?"

Zhang Fan's whole body froze, and the divine light in his eyes spewed out three feet.

It's not just him, but the ascetic people in the Bodhi Garden are even more jumping, if it weren't for the presence of Feng Jiuling and others, they would have jumped out directly.

Zhang Fan's heart, like the night being broken by lightning, instantly brightened, and boomed, almost unable to maintain the surface calm.

"Green ~ Bronze ~ Ding ~"

"It turned out to be a bronze tripod !!"

(To be continued)