Chapter 207 Secret Land Open

At this time, there were many flying boats around one after another, large and small, and their cultivation was also uneven. From the early days of Jindan to the Yuanying period, most of them were people from the sect, and there were also many scattered cultivation.

The secret nine heavens opened, and almost all the qualified monks of the Void Islands missed this great opportunity and were ready to fight to the death.

The people of Star Island andbi kong Island were also not absent. Soon after, they also came to the boats to wait for the arrival of this grand event.

While waiting, Yang Fan looked at the monks on the flying boat and found an intriguing phenomenon, that is, many of these guys had grudges and stared at each other, as if they could fight at any time. As soon as some flying boats arrived, they drove directly to familiar people and took off the boat to join forces.

Ye Feng also found this and said, "Brother Fan, have you found it? These guys seem to have complicated relationships. Maybe we can take the opportunity to fish in troubled waters."

Yang Fan moved the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled, "I feel the same way. However, the water is very mixed. Don't be bitten by a crab without touching it. It's not worth it.

Ye Feng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't be as miserable as this. Don't you know if Xuanwu Armor Shield?"

"Xuanwu Armor Shield? The mysterious beast, one of the four mythical beasts? Yang Fan's face turned awe-in and asked in surprise.

Xuanwu is known as the undead holy beast, and its terrible defense is the top. The Xuanwu holy beast in its heyday, even if it was a master who crossed the disaster period with all his strength, was no different from tickling. If Ye Feng really got this thing, few people could hurt him.

The night wind said thievely, "Of course, when will I dare to lie to you? As early as Haicang Island, my younger brother read a record of Xuanwu cubs in an ancient article, but he didn't know the specific location, and there was no trace after looking around after Chengdan. Finally, Brother Wei revealed that he had seen a small floating island with strange rocks, floating and sinking. The younger brother had an idea, but he knew in his heart that it was not a drifting island, but a holy beast Xuanwu.

Yang Fan said strangely, "However, how can the Xuanwu holy beast be dealt with by the two of you? Even if it is Xuanwu in childhood, it is not invincible in the Yuanying period."

Ye Feng said proudly, "Brother, don't forget what my brother came from in the Tianyuan mainland. The name of the Royal Beast Sect is not blown out. It may be close to the enemy, but we are first-class to deal with beasts."

The Royal Beast Sect is extremely powerful in Tianyuan Continent and sits firmly in the top position. If Ye Feng, a disciple of the Royal Beast Sect, takes the holy beast Xuanwu, it is really possible. But Yang Fan still doesn't dare to believe that these are the four holy beasts, not ordinary fierce beasts.

When I still wanted to ask, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds and turned extremely dark, as if night had fallen.

"What's going on? Why is it dark!"

"A vision, a natural vision, it is uncertain that the secret world is about to open."

"Is the secret place going to open? Everyone is ready..."

Zhong Qu's face also became cautious. He called his three apprentices and Yang Fan and others, and ordered, "This is the sign before the secret land opens. About a quarter of an hour, the nine heavens will open. You must remember that in any case, you must come out within a year. Once you miss the time, you will always be closed in a secret place and will only reappear in the world when it opens next time.

Everyone's faces changed and nodded incessantly and agreed.

Sure enough, just after a quarter of an hour, a wave of clouds surged under the dark clouds, and a dazzling light appeared in the sky. This bright light opened like a human eye, showing a strange aperture about a size, shooting out countless rays of light, which was extremely dazzling.

While everyone was still fascinated, Zhong Qu shouted in a low voice: "The entrance of the secret place appears. Let's go!"

After saying that, it directly turned into a rainbow light and disappeared at the entrance of the secret place. Not only him, but also the high-level monks of the three islands rushed into it.

For a moment, there were monks everywhere, as spectacular as a swarm of bees from afar.

Yang Fan, Ye Feng and others did not hesitate to sacrifice the flying weapon, and then dodged in.

Before they completely touched the aperture, Yang Fan and others felt a huge suction and ingested everyone. When their eyes lit up, they didn't know where they were.

When he came to his senses, Yang Fan did not open his eyes immediately, but sacrificed the Zhenyuan shield to put the divine consciousness to the maximum and feel all the movement around him.

However, he felt very strange that there was no one around him. Within a few miles, he was the only one, which made him very puzzled. Zhong Qu didn't mention such a situation, and even Tang Rongxuan didn't mention it.

Then Yang Fan was quickly relieved and settled down. There was no need to worry about these things.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw myself in a green forest, where hundreds of flowers compete for beauty and fragrance, and the surrounding scenery was beautiful. Even Xumi space might as well make more.

"Is this the secret nine heavens?"

He took a deep breath of aura and felt that his body had never been comfortable, and even the flow of the true elements of the inner body accelerated a little.

"If you can practice here, you will be thousands of miles a day." Yang Fan praised silently in his heart.

He did not forget Mr. Zhong's call. If he didn't go out smoothly for a year, he would stay here and die alone.

Because there were no others around, Yang Fan smiled and directly sacrificed the purple golden green leaves to quickly find the transmission entrance and enter the next secret place.

Yang Fan just thought about it a little, then condensed the turtle and swept away to the west.

The scene in front of him did not live by. After about a cup of tea, he came to a valley and looked at it. It was full of evil and gloomy. There were countless white bones piled up on both sides of the wide road. He looked up and saw a huge archway with the words "Ghostism" Three big words.

"Ghostism?" Yang Fan's face changed slightly. Why did he come here?

It's impossible. I'm obviously in a secret place. How can I get to the Ghost Religion? It's strange!

His first reaction is the illusion, which must have been transmitted to a huge illusion. Everything here is illusory. Just like the demon at the time of Dan, the kind of things that have been experienced are still vivid in my mind.

Yang Fan smiled gently and didn't care. He wanted to see what was strange in this secret place.

"What kind of person!" The two disciples on duty in front of the door shouted.

Yang Fan knew that this was a condensed illusion in the fantasy, and he did not pay much attention to it and directly stepped forward.

However, the two disciples caught up with each other, sacrificed the magic weapons in their hands, and shouted, "If you dare to break into the door of the ghost religion, if I don't show you some color, I really think those white bones before our teaching are useless!"

The two disciples on duty waved the ghost flag in their hands, released dozens of ghosts, and rushed to him with their teeth and claws.

Yang Fan didn't even condense the Zhenyuan shield and walked up as if nothing had happened.

"Ji Jie..."

When the fierce ghost was about to devour his body, a black flame suddenly ignited around him, burning all the fierce souls around him and turning them into ashes. The two disciples on duty looked stunned and said in a trembling voice: "You, you..."

Yang Fan snorted coldly and swept his head up without looking back.

After a while, he came to the main hall of the Yingui religion. Seeing the familiar scene, he felt a little melancholy. It had been a hundred years since he left the Tianyuan mainland, but his hatred was still burning in his chest and did not put it down easily. At this time, with the benefit of the fantasy, he vented the evil fire in his chest.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!" Three rapid soul bells rang, and the monks who were around the main hall and the masters gathered from all directions surrounded the uninvited guest, and their eyes were full of murder.

"Who dares to break into the ghost religion!" There was a loud shout.

Yang Fan raised his eyes and looked at a white-haired monk with long beard fell from the air and questioned him.

"Who are you? It seems that there is no such person as you in the ghost religion, right?" Yang Fan frowned slightly and asked in a low voice.

"Hmm, ignorant!" The old man scolded coldly: "I am the first Mo Tianbo of Ling Tianfeng, the ancestor of the heavenly ghost."

Yang Fan narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Are you Mo Tianbo?"

"It's the old man!" Mo Tianbo looked directly at each other and followed many disciples under the peak.

"Haha... OK, OK! This fantasy is really good. It can condense my enemies for many years, and it's not in vain to come here. Yang Fan laughed wildly.

Mo Tianbo's face was puzzled, and he said, "Fantasy? Where did this madman come from? How dare he come... Oh, no, you are Yang Fan!"

When Yang Fan heard this, he raised the corners of his mouth and said softly, "Yes, it's right here. How about it? Now we can liquidate our kindness and resentment for many years!"

Before he finished his words, there was a terrible momentum around his whole body, and a black flame appeared on his body. He shouted, "Old man, take it!"