Seeing this island, Zhang Fan knew why Zhu Jiuxiao hadn't explained the location in detail, and there was no need at all...

This floating island is about ten miles away from the mountain gate of Faxiangzong. It is huge and has no friends, occupying several miles in a radius; the outline is clear, and you can see the whole leopard at a glance.

As soon as you leave the mountain gate, you will see this island at first sight, not to mention that there are a group of real people in the Dharma Xiang Sect’s Nascent Soul Spiritual Auras, so it is difficult to ignore it.

The center of the island is steep and protruding, with narrow and long sides, and a circular plane. It looks like a volcano by the sea, and the reflection of the mountain on the sea surface. It is connected to the mountain itself once, and it looks like this.

It is red in color, like a volcano. When it erupts to its most violent extent, it is covered with magma, and then someone takes the opportunity to intercept it.

From a distance, under the sunlight, it emits dazzling light, with a faint wave of heat, twisting like air, and it looks like the entire floating island seems to exist in another world, just a chance projection, and luckily seeing it.

There seemed to be several small black dots on it, standing in the air, as if they were looking into it.

With such a little distance, even with Zhang Fan's eyesight, he could not see clearly, but he didn't need to see clearly. Just relying on his breath alone was enough to make him recognize a few acquaintances.

Zhu Jiuxiao and Nangong Wuwang, these two people were among them.

Needless to say, the rest of the people were the Yuanying True Person of the Dharma Xiang Sect who had just returned from all over the past few months.

"boom!"

After leaving the mountain gate, it was a little frozen. After looking clearly, the golden rainbow instantly cut through the sky and reappeared. It was already in the floating island.

"Dear brothers, Zhang is a step late, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

When he showed up, Zhang Fan smiled and bowed, looking at the people in front of him.

There were four people standing side by side with Zhu Jiuxiao. Except for the familiar Nangong Wuying, the other three people were all unaware of them.

"These three people must be the other three Yuanying real people who are on the surface of the Dharma Xiang Sect, right?"

All these refer to him were judged by him from the six Nascent Soul Temples. In fact, there must be hidden strength. Any sect is like this. How can the Dharma Xiang Sect be an exception?

As he and the Daoist Ku judged, there was a Taoist Lord in the Dharma Xiang Sect, but when he asked Zhu Jiuxiao, the real person in Yuanying who had been in contact with the most since he returned to the sect, he laughed mysteriously and changed the topic.

It can be seen from this that the decision is not that simple.

As for why Zhu Jiuxiao didn't say it, it's unknown.

The thought in his heart, Zhang Fan's eyes swept across the three of them at the first time. After all, he was a fellow disciple and was the first meeting, which was not considered a rude thing.

Three Yuanying real people, two men and one woman.

The two male cultivators, one of whom is a man with a hair and a white hair and a daisy face, and a wrinkle. If it weren't for the erect figure, the eyes were shining brightly, and the robe was covered with fire and clouds embroidered in the pale white robe, which was like an ordinary old farmer, inconspicuous.

The other one is a strong middle-aged man with a burly figure, sharp eyebrows, and a sword. He looked at him with a pair of eyes and was directly touched by the hearts.

This person's outfit is simple, somewhat similar to Zhu Jiuxiao, with the same coarse blue clothes. The difference is that he is carrying a package behind his back, slender and round, and he doesn't know what is inside.

The third person was a woman with silver silk on her head but a face full of moon.

Compared with the two men, her clothes were just going to the other extreme. She was wearing complex green feathers, extremely gorgeous, as if she was made of countless green demon feathers. She shook a little and fainted from a large amount of mist.

The head of the green feather woman was filled with various headdresses, all of which were bright and green, as if they were carved from the top jade.

When Zhang Fan saw these headdresses, he felt a sudden shock in his heart. These ornaments were not what they were, they were clearly magic weapons ready to go.

From the perspective of his master of weapon refining, these headwear seem to be arranged for beauty, and most of them are a formation that coordinates all magic weapons. In other words, these headwear are a complete set of attack magic weapons.

I think, as long as I shake my head slightly and activate the formation, I don’t know how many magic weapons with such powerful power will be shot out and drink blood and return.

Just from the style of this magic weapon, it is not difficult for Zhang Fan to infer that this person's personality is definitely not easy to mess with.

At this time, the Cuiyu woman was looking at him with a little curiosity.

Just as he looked at the three of them, their eyes were not far away from him for a moment. As for what he had judged, he could not know.

Then, under Zhu Jiuxiao's introduction, Zhang Fan greeted them again.

The majestic Han Dynasty was named Tong Yue, and his Taoist name was: Kuanglong Zhenren, who was a monk in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul; the Cuiyu woman was named Nishang, and his Taoist name was: Qingluan Fairy.

As for the last person, the old man who always had a straight waist and was full of strong aura. It was Fengjiuling, whose Taoist name was: Jiutian Zhenren!

This person is also Zhang Lie’s half-teacher in the past. The Yuanying Real Person who awakened Zhang Fan’s Nascent Soul in the Palace of Inheritance.

"Disciple Zhang Fan, pay homage to Master Feng!"

It was rare that Zhang Fan lowered his posture and gave a disciple ceremony.

Half of it is Zhang Lie's origin and half of it is the grace of the past. This disciple's ritual is reasonable in terms of inheritance.

"Good boy!"

The Jiutian Zhenren Feng Jiuling patted his shoulder and said! "Your poem was just a little baby in the Qi Refining Period. I didn't expect that I was already a real person in Donghua. After today, I will become famous in Qinzhou and even in Jiuzhou. Things in the world are unpredictable. It's really hard to predict for a lifetime of poverty!"

“What a pity Lie

Feng Jiuling shook his head and didn't say much.

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and remembered some questions that had been in his heart for many years. With their relationship, Feng Jiuling would tell him, but this is not the time to say this.

After saying hello, they stood on the floating island. The wind was howling inside. After a few chats, the six people saw Zhu Jiuxiao and Fengjiuling almost at the same time.

"Um?"

Zhang Fan followed their gaze and looked at the sky. Although he had not discovered anything yet, Fengjiuling and Zhu Jiuxiao's cultivation were both top-notch powerhouses in the late stage of the Nascent Soul. It is not an exaggeration to say that they were the best in Qinzhou and Jiuzhou first-class. They discovered anything before him. It would be normal.

As expected, just a moment, there were ghosts crying and desolate sounds coming from the sky. Accompanied by these sounds, there was also a sharp whistling sound of breaking through the air, as if someone drew his sword and slashed it.

Zhang Fan's reaction was in the middle among the crowd, comparable to the Kuanglong Real Man Tong Yue, and was even faster than Nangong Wuwang and Qingluan Fairy Nishang.

Immediately, in the southeast corner, a large area of ​​dark clouds were covered with darkness, and countless ghost shadows could be seen vaguely. The source of the ghost crying sound was here.

“Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

"You're not late, isn't it?"

The strange laughter was heard, accompanied by the sound of a hoarse old woman. At the same time, the sky was pitch black like a dark cloud. It enveloped the floating island, and disappeared without a trace in the mysterious island. Only three figures fell on the floating island.

"Old ghost, you haven't seen each other for so many years, your voice is still so ugly, noisy!"

The one who spoke was Fengjiuling.

At this time, Feng Jiuling raised his head and chest without any dusk energy. Instead, he showed his heroic and brave attitude, and did not look like he was sad for Zhang Lie a moment ago.

"Hmph! It sounds so unpleasant that it blocks your ears."

The old ghost woman was shocked and held the flag in her hand. She said impatiently. She looked as if she was very upset about Feng Jiuling joking with her voice.

No wonder she was unhappy. Although Fengjiuling called the old ghost wife, she claimed to be an old woman, but she looked beautiful and beautiful, and had a decade of beauty. If she weren't full of ghostly aura and a hoarse and ugly voice, she would probably believe that the girl in the 28th century would be believed.

"The old ghost is the Taoist couple of the old skeleton. The two beside her are the real person of Mirage and the other is Li Meiniang."

Zhu Jiuxiao took a step closer and briefly introduced two sentences to Zhang Fan.

This was his first time in his heart that Zhang Fan had come into contact with the senior management of the Qinzhou Immortal Cultivation World, which was just a brief explanation.

Zhang Fan nodded calmly when he heard this. Without asking more questions, these two people were really easy to get along with.

Standing beside the old ghost woman was a man and a woman who appeared with her Mangtong.

The man must be the real person of Mirage in Zhu Jiuxiao's mouth. He was wearing a colorful costume and was indescribable. He looked dazzling. He looked quite ordinary. Seeing Zhang Fan coming, he smiled friendly.

The remaining woman was extremely exposed in clothes, and her whole body was covered with two strips of cloth, one wrapped around her chest and the other wrapped around her crotch, and the rest was exposed. When she walked around, her trembling breasts and buttocks were shaking, captivating her soul.

The magical powers of these two people can be imagined from their names and costumes, which are typical paths of illusion and magic.

"These three people are all the people who came to Fantasy Demon Dao this time?"

"So little?"

As soon as Zhang Fan's question arose in his heart, the old ghost woman smiled and said, "Brother Feng, Brother Zhu, don't blame me for not giving face to the illusion and demonic way. It's really because your Faxiang Sect branch is too cruel. The Skeleton also took a junior brother to guard the White Bone City. We have to keep our illusion and demonic way to keep our family at the house, so we are only three of us."

The old ghost's voice is considered unpleasant even among the old people, especially when compared with her own beauty, it is becoming increasingly difficult to adapt.

"Old ghost, you are willing to come, it shows your kindness."

This time, Fengjiuling didn't say much. He sent out all the top masters of the sect, what else do you think?

Then he naturally introduced it routinely, and Fengjiuling also came forward to introduce people from the Faxiang Sect, mainly Nangong Wuming and Zhang Fan.

This is the meaning of the title, but strangely, throughout the process, Zhang Fan always felt that the old ghost woman's eyes were a bit strange, saying that she was appreciating, with a little hostility; it seemed that she was hatred, but she had no intention of killing; it seemed that she was unintentional, and she always kept her left and right; she said that she cared, and when she turned around, she chatted and laughed with Fengjiuling and others, if everything before was an illusion.

“Gurry is weird!”

Zhang Fan had just paid attention to it and felt that the atmosphere in the field was a bit strange. Then, there was a strange sound as if countless insect sacs were gathering together, and it came from afar.

"Yu Ling Sect?"

"Are all people here?"
Chapter completed!