Zhao Yan saw that his son was a little anxious, so he raised his hand and pressed it on his shoulder and said, "Stay calm, the Shenji Sect has a very deep foundation. Its sect protection formation is no less than the seven giants. It should not be successful so quickly. Chun'er is not a stubborn person. If the Frost Frost cannot be obtained, he will naturally withdraw."

Zhao Fan nodded and stood in front of the fog curtain with calmness.

Just like that, about twenty minutes passed.

Suddenly, Zhao Fan felt that his palm was empty, and then looked down and saw that the token left by Chen Chun'er had melted without a trace.

His heartstrings relaxed, and he smiled excitedly, "It's done, Dad, baby dragon, oh, let's go! Eagle big, remember to block the fog curtain."

After the words came, Zhao Fan was like fish entering the water, plunging into the fog, and his whole body was covered with an unstoppable impact force and instantly disappeared into the real world!

Yingying was small, flapping her wings, and even entering the edge of the passage without even touching the edge of the passage.

Then there was Long Baby and Zhao Yan, who squeezed in one after another, leaving only the green-haired parrot transformed by the Demon Eagle.

It followed the instructions of its master, first floated upwards with its wings and arrived at a position ten meters above the ground, and looked around. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, it landed down and its claws were like earth digging machines, piled up the fog curtain connecting the two spaces into a mountain of earth until it completely disappeared from sight.

The Demon Eagle Flying to a tree nearby, lying comfortably on it, waiting for the return of the master and his party.

The opened space wall element will close in one day and repair it as before.

However, Zhao Fan had a cracked cone in his hand, which could be opened again anytime and anywhere. Moreover, he came for the purpose of destroying the Shenji Sect. If he succeeded in revenge, he might appear directly through the stone of the gate when he came out next time.

...

Shenjimen.

In the Sect Affairs Hall, He Chuanyue was immersed in the artistic conception of the Great Samsara Technique. As the leader of the sect, he also possessed the array flag that controlled the sect protection formation. At this moment, he was completely unaware that the sect protection formation, which was as solid as a soup, had fallen into a stagnant state, and there were five holy realms levels who secretly mingled into the Divine Machine Sect.

In the Taoyuan outside the Saint Maiden Hall, the Qianlong Conference is in full swing. It is worth mentioning that this is slightly wrong with Zhao Yan's estimate. Today is not the first day, but the second day. The martial arts battle began one hour ago.

There are no more or less, just two hundred seats, set around the edge of a concave martial arts arena in the center of Taoyuan.

However, the many geniuses here, including the saint Yu Xian'er from the Shenji Sect, had a total of 199 people, and only one seat was empty.

What exactly is empty? None of the geniuses who were invited know about it. They all thought that some of them were delayed by the matter and could not be pulled away for a while, so they were not present.

Little did he know that Yu Xian'er gave a special meaning to the vacant seat in his heart.

The Qianlong Conference is a grand event where geniuses gather in the Hidden Sect. Anyone who receives invitations are all the young generation of people in one force. Not only that, the other 198 people have almost participated in ancient ruins. Only a few of them are because the geniuses in the sect die in the secret realm of the ruins and take over them, and are considered new faces in the Qianlong Conference.

but……

What's the point of a provincial capital specially organized for the younger generation, but there is a belief-like existence missing?

King of the Common!

That position was specially reserved for Zhao Fan, especially when he was fighting in the dungeon with his master, the sect leader and his fellow disciples in the Zun Realm, even though he fell into a coma at that time, he heard the whole process from an elder afterwards. King Fan resisted the master's two magical powers and the terrifying first move of the three strikes in the sky...

Born in the same era is a kind of sorrow and an honor, because you can appreciate the kingly posture with your own eyes!

On the other hand, the strength of that young man was that she had chased the monument that had been around for nearly nine months day and night, just like the other side that was inaccessible. She thought she was constantly approaching, but when the other party appeared again, she found that the gap was widening like a natural barrier!

Yu Xian'er finally realized that some people are destined to be trustworthy but not surpassed.

Duanmu Han's death had already let go of her hatred. The ancient ruins competed for opportunities and luck, and each rely on their abilities. Killing is normal but it is inevitable that the general trend will inevitably lead to the general situation. Besides, before she and Duanmu Han entered, they were ordered to kill Zhao Fan by their master. Later, for the sake of treasures, they joined forces with many geniuses to attack him. No one is blamed for being killed. Could it be that they are not allowed to stand and stop and let you cut them?

After letting go of the obsession, I saw it open.

One hour ago, Yu Xian'er, who was the host, personally presented a song with dances, and then a maid came to serve the meal. Many geniuses ate and drank, and then she announced the rules of the martial arts fight. At this time, the first battle was finally staged in the expectations of all geniuses...

at the same time.

In the temporary wing area not far outside Taoyuan, four figures fell out of thin air like dumplings falling into the pot. It was Zhao Fan, Zhao Yan and Long Baby who came with hatred, whimper!

"Dad, as planned, we act separately and finally gather at the Holy Maiden Hall."

Zhao Fan flipped his palm and took out the Dragon Yaotian Sword with a snow-white back that was attached to a golden dragon.

"become."

After Zhao Yan nodded, he raised Long Baby and Yingying with both hands and said, "I'm afraid you two little kids can't remember the map distribution, and there is a risk of exposure on the way, so it's not too late for me to escort you here first and then go to the ancestral hall."

They did not resist and were caught like chickens. Then, Zhao Yan, who was teleporting, disappeared from the spot.

Zhao Fan turned his head and looked towards Taoyuan. There was a magic array covering it and he couldn't see anything clearly. However, there were explosive calls from time to time. He speculated that it was probably already started inside, so he immediately switched to the second dantian, raised his other palm, and transformed into a water-blue mask with the power of the dragon.

The pattern on the mask has a crooked nose and eyes that are twisted like characters in Picasso's oil paintings, very strange.

Zhao Fan was quite satisfied with his work. When he switched his dantian, his aura had different changes, and with this misleading and strange mask, no one would tie him to the younger generation of Fan King.

The next moment, Zhao Fan's figure landed gracefully.

Many servants brought by the genius, and the servants saw the suddenly appeared with sword figures, and they surrounded each other with vigilance. One of the older ones asked: "Who is your lord? Why did you appear here?"

"I am a personal disciple of a lone walker." Zhao Fan used a small trick to change his voice, his voice was low and sexy. "I was invited to the Shenji Sect to attend the Qianlong Conference. I was delayed yesterday when something happened."

Seeing that this person was of extraordinary temperament and his sword was full of domineeringness, the servants and servants did not doubt it and smiled to show their goodwill.

Zhao Fan ignored them and walked towards the gate of Taoyuan over there with calmness.

On the way, he sensed the bow soul in his soul and determined the location of the Qingluan Broken Star Bow, which was actually in the sect affairs hall where his father went.

However, Zhao Fan did not have the idea to get it. First, the Qingluan Broken Star Bow was not in the treasure house and he was not worried about being eaten by Long Baby and Yingying. Second, it could sense it, which means that it could be summoned from the air. After the solution was completed, the same would be true for the original owner. Otherwise, if Han Ruyi and He Chuanyue were alert, it would be more than worth the loss.

A few seconds later, Zhao Fan, who was covered in his face, stood in front of Taoyuan's door.

"Stop, who are you?"

The two deacons responsible for serving here raised their weapons, and they were all at the peak of the Martial Master.

"I am a personal disciple of a lone walker." Zhao Fan said calmly: "I was invited to attend the Qianlong Conference held by your gate."

"Lone Walker? Whole Walker!" a deacon asked suspiciously: "Besides, I didn't see you yesterday."

"The master of the family is the Venerable Abyssin." Zhao Fan raised his chin and exuded a sense of superiority with a conspicuous attitude: "I had something happened yesterday, and I was delayed. I only arrived today. Otherwise, if there is no token, how could I enter the Shenji Gate?"

"Zuo…Zuomiya Venerable?!"
Chapter completed!