Chapter 671

Three days later.

Yang Fan, with an Sheng and Mu Qianqian, appeared at Qinghe town guard house, 18500 kilometers away from the northwest.

This year, the opening place of the land of Lingyuan is on Qingyuan mountain in the territory of the Shoufu of Qinghe town.

Qingyuan mountain, ten thousand meters high, stretches hundreds of miles from east to west. The top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round, which is rarely visited by people.

The three of Yang Fan are now guarding the hillside of Qingyuan mountain, which is more than 5000 meters away from the highest peak at the top of the mountain. The trees are green and the temperature is appropriate. Compared with the frozen scenery with snow all over the top of the mountain, it is almost sunny spring in March.

Yang Fan sat on the branch of a pine tree. His back leaned against the trunk, his eyes half narrowed, and stared at his right index finger. On his fingertip, a silver light turned around his index finger like streamer.

This is the Fuwen secretary Wu and Tiangang sting he got from Zhu Ergu three days ago.

After the spiritual shock, the little guy went directly into Yang Fan's spiritual knowledge sea. He couldn't drive away. He had to beg and beg to follow Yang Fan. Yang Fan saw that it was poor and took advantage of it, so he mercifully left it.

Don't say yet.

This thing is really much better than those small knives he used before. Not to mention its flexibility and sensitivity, but its sharpness and lethality.

After refining the Tiangang sting at the beginning, Yang Fan first took Zhu Huanan in front of him and tried it. As a result, the small flying knife easily left a bloody scar on Zhu Huanan's palm.

It actually pierced the body defense of Zhu Huanan, the third level king of martial arts, and directly made Zhu Huanan colorful.

Yang Fan still remembers the unbelievable horror on the faces of Zhu Huanan and Zhu Ergu.

In fact, not only the two of them, but also Yang Fan himself didn't expect that Tiangang stab after refining would have such a powerful power. He didn't even launch his full strength, but gently shook the pinch of soft rattan behind the Throwing Knife with his mental strength and threw the throwing knife out.

In other words, relying on the sharpness of its own blade, Tiangang stab directly cut Zhu Huanan's skin and hurt the flesh and blood under the skin.

"Even the defense of King level martial arts can be easily broken. This secret martial arts is absolutely a divine weapon!"

This is Zhu Huanan's evaluation of Tiangang thorn at that time. Yang Fan noticed that Zhu Huanan was very jealous when he said these words, and his tone was full of vinegar.

"If Lao Tzu could refine it and wanted to kill Wang Hongfang, why did he have to wait 30 years?!"

"Time, luck and life! Such a good weapon has been placed in front of us for more than a hundred years, but it can't be used. I don't want to make it cheaper today, you little boy!"

At the thought of Zhu Huanan looking at Tiangang stabbing like a resentful woman, Yang Fan's mouth was slightly aroused and couldn't help but want to be happy.

Unexpectedly, there is such a real and lovely side on the idol He has always admired.

"Brother fan, what do you think? So happy?"

At this time, an Sheng gathered up and lay down beside Yang Fan, looking at the silver light flying at Yang Fan's fingertips with envy.

"Brother fan, after this trip to Lingyuan, can you help me to ask Mr. Zhu if she has similar Rune Secretary martial arts?" an Sheng still begged Yang Fan.

Since knowing that Yang Fan got such a special Fuwen Secretary martial arts for spiritual reading from Zhu Ergu, he has always wanted to ask for one back.

But Zhu Ergu ignored him at all, let alone Fuwen secretarial martial arts. Even an ordinary small blade is useless. Sometimes I was annoyed by the little fat man. Without saying a word, I kicked him directly.

Ansheng's cultivation of level 6 spiritual master is not enough in front of Zhu Ergu, the half step king.

"All right, all right, let's die quickly. My grandfather said that if it's gone, it's gone."

Yang Fan looked at Ansheng angrily and said, "you can pick up this natural talisman Secretary martial arts as Chinese cabbage everywhere? It's lucky for me to get one. Where can I find a second handle for you?"

"So, now, right now, hurry to cheer me up and stare. Today is the last day of the secret territory. It's almost time for the Tianjiao of the demon family."

With a wave of his hand, the silver light on his fingertips disappeared, and Yang Fan raised his feet to jump an Sheng to the position where he had just stayed.

"It's so stingy. Even if you don't ask for me, at least let me play!"

Seeing Yang Fan put away the secret weapon, an Sheng muttered a few words in a low voice, took his eyes back from Yang Fan's fingertips, and lay down on the branches honestly, revealing his mental strength to supervise the empty mountain path within a radius of more than ten miles.

Their location is a necessary node for Qingyuan mountain to climb to the top of the mountain. If you want to avoid the miasma more than 5000 meters and the cold wind and vigorous Qi that can cut through the sudden cracks from time to time, it is safest to hover up from here.

The three of Yang Fan have been waiting here for almost six hours. As a result, they haven't even met any of the Tianjiao monsters in the demon family, except for the occasional passing by of individual warriors.

"There hasn't been a monster for so long. Aren't we late? Have they all gone up?"

After waiting for another hour, there was still no harvest. Ansheng was a little impatient and whispered to Yang Fan, "brother fan, why don't we try another place? Maybe those demon cubs have gone through other channels."

"There's no need to be so troublesome." Mu Qianqian whispered, "if I can't, I won't go in. I'm a spiritual master now. If I can't go in the place of the source of the spirit, it won't have a big impact."

"So, master and brother Ansheng, it's better for you two to go in together. I'll sweep the array for you outside until you come out safely!"

"How can that work?!"

Yang Fan and an Sheng shook their heads at the same time.

A spiritual master before the age of 20 can definitely dominate when he enters the spiritual source. If such a good helper doesn't bring it in, he will feel guilty.

Moreover, even the imperial strongmen like fan Xiren are greedy for the opportunity in the land of Lingyuan. If it weren't for the age limit of entering the land of Lingyuan, the martial artists over 20 would be exhausted and die every minute. Such a great opportunity can't be taken by the younger generation like Yang Fan.

Therefore, such an opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime. If they are wrong this time, their age exceeds the minimum age requirements of the land of Lingyuan. Even if they want to enter, they can't enter.

"Shh ~!"

"Coming!"

Yang Fan suddenly sat up straight and gently made a gesture to Ansheng and Mu Qianqian. The three were silent and restrained their breath at the same time, leaving only a wisp of subtle spiritual power to probe out quietly.

Sure enough.

In less than two seconds, three figures fell from the sky, just under the green pine chosen by Yang Fan.

Human body, Eagle head, red feathers and golden eagle eyes look sharp and extraordinary. Strangers are not close.

It turned out to be three birds and monsters. It's so strange that they haven't found their tracks on the ground. It turns out that the three big birds have been in the sky all the time.

"Eh, there is a king level monster escort. It seems that these big birds are not ordinary!"

When he saw the three flying Eagles falling on the ground, Yang Fan's eyebrows were slightly raised. The most magnificent Eagle headed by Yang Fan hooked his nose. His momentum was like an abyss. It seemed that his accomplishments were at least the peak level of the beast king.

Even the two eagles behind him have the cultivation strength of the peak demon king level.

It's not easy.

An Sheng and Mu Qianqian looked at each other and turned to Yang Fan at the same time.

"Brother fan, we can't do it with the strong guard of the beast king's peak level?"

"I'm afraid of a bird!" Yang Fan said to them indifferently, "this is the territory of our Terran. It's limited by the emperor's agreement. What's the matter with the beast king's peak? It's a decoration. If it really dares to do it here, it's OK. Some people will clean it up!"

Yang Fan shook his hand and threw a dragon shaped Rune treasure to Ansheng, saying, "take this and wear it close to your body, so that the silly bird will not jump off the wall in a hurry."

"Thank you, brother fan! You are really my brother!"

Ansheng is the master of goods. When he looks at the rune patterns on the dragon shaped Rune treasure, he knows that it is the best Rune treasure with more than double S. no matter how bad it is, he can resist the full blow of the beast king's peak.

"Ding! Your disciple Ansheng is in a high mood. He is grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly improved. His sect loyalty has been greatly improved. The centripetal force of the sect is + 5."

Yang Fan turned his mouth, and he knew that Ansheng belonged to the Iron Rooster. A top-grade Fubao changed his five point sect centripetal force.

"Borrow yours and remember to return it to me!"

Yang Fan's words gave a discount to Ansheng's good mood, while Yang Fan was in a good mood, which made you dare to be stingy with the teacher!

"Qianqian, come and wear one for you. Be prepared."

With that, Yang Fan threw a turtle shaped talisman to Mu Qianqian. Although Mu Qianqian is a spiritual master, he is only level one after all. He is not the peak of the beast king. One more talisman will provide more protection.

"Thank you, master!"

Mu Qianqian was not polite. He took Fu Bao with both hands and hung it around his waist. He smiled at Yang Fan and cast a glance of gratitude.

"Ding! Your disciple Mu Qianqian is in a great mood. He is grateful to you. His sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly improved. His sect loyalty has been greatly improved. The centripetal force of the sect is + 15."

Yang Fan raised his eyebrows.

There is no harm without comparison.

For the same thing, the centripetal force of the sect contributed by Mu Qianqian is three times that of Ansheng, a fat little man. Why?

Is it because silly Bai Tian with a relatively simple mind is more likely to be cheated, and a guy like Ansheng who wanders around and is white eyed from childhood has a stronger sense of preparedness?

Yang Fanba smacks his mouth and feels that everyone's gratitude and gratitude is like a joke. The same joke can laugh tears when meeting people with low smile points, and politely pull the corners of his mouth when meeting people with high smile points.

Obviously, Yang Fan didn't get Anson's smile when he just sent out Fubao.

"Well, we should go down!"

Yang Fanchong waved to them, and then took the lead in jumping down. He just stopped in front of the three Eagle headed monsters and shouted at the three Monsters: "stop! Now, start robbery! The man stands on the left, the woman on the right, and neither man nor woman stands in the middle!"

"Wrong, wrong!" Ansheng then jumped down, fell on Yang Fan's side, and made a voice to correct him: "brother fan, you should find out that they are monsters. What is the difference between men and women? You should say that the male station is on the left, the female station is on the right, and the unfair and female station is in the middle!"

The three demon Eagles opposite looked at each other, a little confused.

Where are the two lunatics who dare to rob them? Are you looking for death?