Looking up, the sky was filled with the vast lake.

This is the second largest lake in Qingyun, second only to the Yunmeng Daze in the northern border. In the past, there were vast blue waves and many monks. There were thousands of pavilions around the lake.

However, now it is a cold lake, stirring among the mountains, making people feel chilled.

"Thorn."

Not long after, Chen Fan's eyes flashed.

He made a rune in his hand and landed on a lake in the distance, causing the void there to be trapped by him. He felt his breath, and the void was shaken, and he seemed to be very surprised.

But in front of Chen Fan, he naturally couldn't make any waves.

And the whole process was silent. Even if the peak quasi-prime master of Dacheng was here, he would not notice any movement here.

Zhan Taixuan couldn't help but look at Chen Fan.

She asked herself that she couldn't do that.

"Crash."

This void appeared in the void passage where the two were. Chen Fan waved his right hand and revealed his true appearance.

They are thousands of monks.

The strongest person is about to be promoted to the quasi-priest, and the weakest person is a god-transforming monk. Most of them are young disciples, with extraordinary talent and stare at the scene in front of him in horror.

"Master Zhan Tai!"

When they saw Zhan Taiyong, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Chen Fan in confusion and shock.

"Let's leave first."

Zhan Taixuan spoke.

"Wait a minute!"
Chapter completed!