After barely suppressing physical and mental fatigue, Zhang Fan took back the magic weapons scattered around him one by one. Then he breathed a sigh of relief and started walking towards the snake corpse by the lake.

Just now, I squatted down at the huge snake's tail, and a sound of cracking a rock came.

"How is that possible?" Zhang Fan suddenly stood up, with an incredible look on his face.

Take out a talisman from Qiankun bag, shake your hand, and the talisman turns into ashes, then wipe it in front of you, looking at it, a scene thousands of feet away suddenly appeared in front of you.

A wild boar as big as a hill, wearing mud armor, raised fangs high, his eyes shining with excitement, rushed towards where he was.

"No, is it? Will it be so unlucky?" Zhang Fan smiled bitterly on his face, and then his expression froze. He seemed to have thought of something, his brows frowned, and the doubts covered by the fierce battle surged back to his heart.

First, the saw-scale snake was stubborn and chasing him, which may be a coincidence, because he was accidentally teleported to the territory of the saw-scale snake. But then Yunying appeared, which proves that there must be something on his body that has a fatal attraction to monsters.

If this idea is extended, Yunying is extremely fast, so he comes faster. So, is it that there are still some monsters with slower movements coming? For example: wild boars are rushing towards them.

There is one or two, and this wild boar may not be the last one. Zhang Fan was suddenly creepy, and a miserable picture appeared in his mind - he was covered in blood and was beaten to death by monsters all over the mountains...

After a chill, Zhang Fan calmed down and pondered for a while. Suddenly his brows stretched out. He stretched out his hand and the belt of the ice silkworm robe broke immediately. Then his toes were inserted into the soil, and a stone was raised, and he used the taken off robe to cover it.

The Vajra Talisman, the Giant Power Talisman... A spiritual talisman that strengthened the body was blessed with no money. Then Zhang Fan turned his body a few times, and threw the ice silkworm robe and the stone wrapped inside out in a posture of throwing the ball, like a meteor outside the sky, and threw it away from a distance.

After doing all this, Zhang Fan ran to the lake step by step and thumped in.

Under the lake, he grabbed the reef with one hand and fixed himself, reached into the Qiankun bag with the other hand, listening with the other hand.

After a while, the sound of thunder came from far to near, as if thousands of horses were galloping, and the ground was shaking constantly.

The vibration suddenly stopped, and even through the lake, the heavy breathing sound was still very clear.

Zhang Fan held his breath and listened carefully. If he had been wrong, another hard battle would not be avoided. Be prepared and start attacking first so as not to be caught off guard.

Fortunately, things did not go to the worst direction. After a while, the sound of hooves digging the ground came from above, and the rumbling footsteps gradually faded away. It sounded like the direction where the ice silkworm robe was thrown out.

"It's really true. Who is plotting against me?" Zhang Fan did not rush to leave the lake, but instead slowly sank. He sat down at the bottom of the lake and began to think intently.

When he found something was wrong, he realized that someone had done something wrong.

There are many ways to attract monsters, but there are only a few that are so obvious and domineering.

"Phantom Heart Grass." A name floated out.

The herb of Fantasy Heart Grass is not a spiritual medicine, but it has obvious characteristics and is not easy to purify. In terms of rareness, it is still above many spiritual pills that can improve their cultivation in the foundation-building stage.

The wild fantasy heart grass grows in large patches, stretching for dozens of miles. In spring and summer, when all individuals gather the power of all individuals, it will emit a strange smell of ordinary beasts and low-level monsters that cannot be smelled by humans or low-level monsters, regardless of whether they smell it, they will be extremely excited, and travel thousands of miles to xxoo.

And when they leave with satisfaction, the inexplicable liquid left in the grassland is the best nutrient for the Huanxin Grass.

It is not uncommon for the Phantom Heart Grass, but it is surprisingly difficult to extract the essence of it and condense it into a drop. It is impossible for non-alchemy masters to do it.

If it can really attract a large number of monsters, even if the cost is high, it will attract cultivators. Unfortunately, the Huanxin Grass has a fatal flaw, that is, it is only attractive to low-level monsters, to be precise, first- and second-level monsters. Even the more powerful monsters, their ability to distinguish greatly increases, and their resistance to this smell will be greatly enhanced.

No wonder the Saw Scale Snake and Yunying were reluctant to give in. They asked themselves, if they had been fantasizing for a long time, they would have looked at the ground and saw a sow lying on the other side, shaking their buttocks, they would have been even more crazy than the two of them.

"This fight was wronged." Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Those who are using the wrong hands have good intentions. In the outside world, they spend their time extracting a drop of illusion heart grass. The cost-effectiveness is too low. When it reaches Wuhui Valley, it is a big killer weapon. Maybe all the monsters in the entire area will be attracted. No matter how strong the monks with it are, they will die.

Fortunately, Zhang Fan knew very well that people were lazy. When the other party knew that he would never smell any abnormalities and had a low cultivation level, he would probably be buried in the beast's mouth as soon as he entered, it would be unlikely to use his hands and feet to put the medicine into a hidden place, which would undoubtedly increase the difficulty and the possibility of being discovered. Therefore, when he noticed that there was something wrong, he would gamble and throw his clothes out immediately, which was considered to be a breaking game.

Who is trying so hard to deal with him? Zhang Fan thought hard, Cui Ren, Han Wei? Or other classmates who have had contact with him?

Shaking his head, Zhang Fan excluded them all. With his spiritual power, those fellow disciples in the Qi Refining Stage could not leave anything on him without being discovered.

Only the four masters in the Kaling Stage had the ability to do this. Thinking of this, Zhang Fan's face suddenly became gloomy. Still, no one was targeted by the Kaling Stage Master, and it would not be easier to go there.

What's even more terrible is that this matter was probably not done by the two masters of the Phantom Demon Dao and the Yuling Sect. He has no reputation in the outside world and his cultivation level is not outstanding. Even if he wants to do it, it is not his turn.

Besides, if the two masters on our side cannot even notice the other's small tricks, then this kind of trial is not necessary. If we make a move between each other, the low-level disciples will die immediately.

Zhang Fan's heart gradually sank, and his mind was filled with the moment he entered Wuhui Valley. The two masters of the Dharma Xiang Sect looked at him strangely...

Are two? Or one of them?

Zhang Fan was no longer willing to think about it. In Wuhui Valley, the killing situation of Huanxin Grass was broken by himself. Outside the valley, he was mostly in the sect. Even if he was a master of Killing Dan, he would not have started without any scruples, otherwise he would never live today. You might as well let go for the time being. When you have the strength in the future, it would not be too late to take revenge.

After calming down his mood, Zhang Fan slowly passed the short but thrilling battle in his mind.

One eagle and one snake are all second-level monsters. According to the algorithm of human cultivators, they are all high-level monks above the tenth level of the Qi Refining Stage. They use one against two, except for the final escape method, and they can be said to have used all their trump cards and barely killed them.

Such a result is worthy of being proud of any Qi Refining Cultivator, but Zhang Fan was not very satisfied. In the short confrontation, he used two low-level spiritual weapons, three top-level magic weapons, one high-level magic weapon, and two styles of magical spirit techniques, and countless spiritual elixirs, which can be said to have used external objects to pile them up to death.

If his cultivation level can be higher and he reaches the eleventh level of the Qi Refining Period like other elite disciples, and his own treasures will never be so difficult to kill these two monsters.

Zhang Fan slowly recalled and reviewed, and the spiritual power in his body was also flowing slowly according to the seventh level magic formula. One, two... After the forty-nine Great Circles, he suddenly turned into a fork, following a route that felt familiar and unfamiliar, and started the cycle again.

"Huh?" He suddenly opened his eyes, and Zhang Fan's face showed a look of surprise, and the bottleneck that had trapped him for more than a year disappeared inexplicably.

Since then, I have officially entered the eighth level of Qi Refining Stage.
Chapter completed!