Chapter 957： How to choose (part one)

The next day, Elder Lin publicly announced the specific content of the overtime game and explained that he would start on the road tonight.

The contestants are still the last five forces that participated in the final competition in the world of Na Tian Yin.

Of course, the White Horse Temple, the Yihong Temple, and the Dian Cang Sword Sect were just running, and the ultimate winner still had to compete with the Murong Family in the Seven Star Sect.

However, with the status of the Lingyun Sect, the other three would naturally not be allowed to accompany them in vain, so they also offered generous terms that people simply couldn't refuse.

This is what Elder Lin used to prepare for emergencies. After all, if the person who killed Sun Daxian was not Chen Fan, he would definitely appear among these five forces. What he wanted was all the suspicious people, none of them could escape. Drop!

At this moment, Chen Fan stood there blankly, the eyes of Elder Lin looking at him before he left.

He has a bad instinct in his heart.

This time, I am afraid that there will be an accident!

After all, everything was too coincidental, but when he was in Lingyunzong, overtime was to kill the fox clan.

And the original Sun Daxian died in his own hands, and he used the demon tail.

With Chen Fan's sharp sharpness, it would be abnormal if he didn't find anything until now, so his mind can be described as full of thoughts and mixed flavors.

"What's wrong with Brother Chen? Isn't it just a small monster tribe? There is nothing to worry about."

Jin Yong patted Chen Fan on the shoulder and said that he thought Chen Fan had never seen a demonic race before, so he offered comfort.

Chen Fan nodded at the other party, turned and left, and met Guo Mingfeng's footsteps.

There is one last question in his heart. Only when this question is solved can he really see through everything.

"Why, what's the matter?"

Today, Guo Mingfeng can be said to admire Chen Fan incomparably, and he smiles every time he meets. After all, Chen Fan has relied on his own power to reverse the awkward situation of the Seven Star Sect for hundreds of years.

With such a disciple becoming the Seven Star Sect Young Master, why worry about the future of the Sect?

Chen Fan can see Guo Mingfeng's change in himself, but now is not the time to connect feelings, Chen Fan has important matters to discuss.

"Can the Great Elder take a step to speak?"

Seeing the solemnity on Chen Fan's face, Guo Mingfeng put away his smiling face, and the two went to an empty corner together.

But Guo Mingfeng said: "You can tell me what is wrong. Now that you have done so much for the sect, the sect will never forget you."

"Thank you for the great elder's love!" Chen Fan bowed his fist, and then brought the topic to the right track: "I am very curious about the Na Tian Yin, and I want to ask why this thing absorbs the soul and absorbs the human consciousness. Middle world?"

Guo Mingfeng also has a little understanding of this, but it means that the monk's spirit is born with his own breath and a certain special connection. It is not difficult to absorb consciousness into the magic weapon through a ray of spirit.

"So is there a possibility that I have recorded a certain sentiment before, but I haven't seen his true appearance, and as long as I get that person's soul, I can confirm each other?"

Chen Fan's words made Guo Mingfeng more and more pondered. He wanted to see something from those firm eyes, but unfortunately, he couldn't find anything.

"In theory, this is the case. But it is too time-consuming to do this. In terms of personal ability, it is really not worth the loss."

"So what if one force chooses to do this?" Chen Fan immediately asked: "For example... an intermediate force!"

As soon as this remark came out, Guo Mingfeng's whole body was breathless.