Shushan signed in for 3000 years, leaving the land sword fairy

"Ahem... Shall we avoid it for a while?"

Dugu Overbearing coughed dryly and asked.

The immortals in the other giant tower cities were also in an uproar. They couldn't believe their eyes. In their minds, the mysterious tower owner with invincible demeanor was actually embraced by someone.

Chapter 1151 Willing to work for seniors

The top of the giant tower city, where you can see the sun, moon and stars, is the private domain of the tower owner.

The divine light enveloping the tower master has gradually dissipated, revealing a sweet and moving face.

She was dressed in a pure white dress, her hair was as black as a waterfall, and her eyes were clear and bright. At this moment, she looked like a little girl from a neighbor's house. She didn't have the domineering and strong strength of the previous battle, only a sweet and gentle temperament remained.

"Brother Zhao, I really didn't expect that you really came to me."

There was a faint smile on Zhang Qian's exquisite face, and her voice was as soft as the wind.

Although Zhao Fan's identity was confirmed, at this moment she still felt unreal as if she was dreaming.

"Ever since you were taken by Xiaota to ascend to the fairy world, I have never forgotten to look for you."

Zhao Fan smiled slightly and said.

"I still remember the way you delivered food to me when I was in the lower realm."

His black hair was flying, his eyes were deep and bright, and he recalled in his mind, when he was in the lower realm of Shushan, the appearance of his little junior sister Zhang Qian carrying a food box to the lock demon tower to deliver meals to herself.

At that time, the little junior sister was innocent and kind. Although she didn't have the highest cultivation level, she gave people the impression that she was lively and sunny.

Now Junior Sister Zhang Qian has become the overlord of one side in the dark battlefield, possessing combat power that surpasses all immortals.

Time flies by, and it has been a long time from the lower realm to the dark battlefield in the fairy world.

The two have been separated for a long time, and now they finally meet officially, and many words are kept silent.

"I was the happiest when I delivered food to you in Shushan, the lower realm."

Hearing Zhao Fan mentioning Shu Mountain in the lower realm, Zhang Qian said softly with a look of nostalgia on her face.

Unfortunately, at this moment, she can never go back to the past.

After a while, Zhang Qian woke up from the recollection, looked at Zhao Fan's face close at hand, and said softly: "Brother Zhao, today's incident is thanks to you."

"However, you shouldn't come here, the situation in the dark battlefield is very serious."

Junior sister Zhang Qian was worried.

"Are you worried about Wu Kuangren?"

Zhao Fan frowned slightly and asked.

"Not him."

"Wu Kuangren is not weak, but I didn't take him seriously."

"The fight between the human clan and the demon clan on the dark battlefield has been going on for a long time. The oldest one can be traced back to the ancient times or even the ancient era. There is a big hand manipulating everything invisible, which is enough to make even the powerful emperor fear it. Horror exists."

Zhang Qian's tone was a little dignified, and she said slowly.

"The big invisible hand?"

Zhao Fan's heart shuddered, the little junior sister Zhang Qiangui is the owner of the mysterious tower, and she is also a strong man in the imperial way, one can imagine how terrifying it is to make her so fearful.

"If possible, I hope Senior Brother Zhao will help me take the people from Juta City out of the dark battlefield."

Without waiting for Zhao Fan's response, Zhang Qian asked again.

She looked sincere and serious, without any hint of joking.

Hearing this, Zhao Fan thought for a moment, then slowly shook his head under Zhang Qian's gaze.

"I cannot grant your request."

Zhao Fan paused, his expression became a little solemn, and he looked at his younger junior sister Zhang Qian and asked seriously: "Can you tell me? Where is your real body now?"

"This..." Junior sister Zhang Qian was startled, she didn't expect that Zhao Fan had already seen through that her body was not real.

"Although this avatar of yours contains part of your true spirit breath, the pervasive fluctuations are not stable. If I guessed correctly, killing the patriarch of the Han family before made your avatar exhaust most of its power. It shouldn't be able to last much longer now."

Zhao Fan's eyes were deep, and he said unhurriedly.

"Brother Zhao, you still haven't changed, you can always see through everything easily."

Zhang Qian smiled sweetly, but the smile was not as relaxed as before in the Lower Realm, it seemed a bit forced.

"I don't know what problems you have encountered, but my goal in coming to the dark battlefield is to bring you back."

"No matter how strong you become, no matter what status you have, in my eyes, you are always the gentle and kind little junior sister Zhang Qian."

Zhao Fan took a deep breath, looked at his junior sister Zhang Qian, and continued to say seriously: "So please tell me, where is your real body? I must take you back."

"I..." Zhang Qian's delicate body trembled slightly, and her heart was touched, but the moment she was about to speak, her seemingly solid body slowly spilled away like gravel blown away by the wind.

"Brother Zhao... guard the Giant Tower City for me."

At the last moment when Zhang Qian's avatar collapsed, she forcefully uttered the last complete sentence.

As soon as the words fell, the pretty figure disappeared with the wind.

"No matter where you are, I will bring you back safely."

"You will always be my little junior sister, Zhang Qian."

Zhao Fan took another deep breath and said in a firm voice.

Not long after, Zhao Fan walked down to the highest point of the giant tower city, and the top immortal powerhouses of the giant tower city, such as Yinling and Dugu Badao, were already waiting here respectfully.

"I'll pay my respects to Senior Zhao."

"I'll wait to see Senior Zhao."

……

Whether it is a powerhouse at the level of Hedao Great Emperor or an ordinary immortal in the Emperor Realm, they all kneel respectfully in front of Zhao Fan.

"Get up."

Zhao Fan waved his hand casually, and everyone was gently supported by an invisible force.

"I don't like nonsense. Tell me, did the Tower Master leave any important information before he left the Giant Tower City?"

Without waiting for everyone to respond, Zhao Fan asked calmly.

Judging from the contact with the avatar of the younger junior sister Zhang Qian just now, Zhao Fan can confirm that something may have happened to the former's real body.

What he has to do now is very simple, through the information left by his junior sister before leaving the giant tower city, try his best to find the trace of the other party's real body.

"Senior Zhao, could it be that something happened to the Tower Master?"

Yinling had a keen mind, realized the seriousness of the matter, and asked.

Before, she could still feel the aura of the tower master's avatar, but now, she couldn't feel the slightest fluctuation of the former avatar.

"Please tell me senior."

Dugu Badao and others also showed panic when they heard the words, and asked Zhao Fan cautiously.

"I don't know, but maybe she's in a bad situation."

"I need your help."

Zhao Fan didn't say much, but the meaning he expressed was very clear.

"I am willing to serve the seniors."

Yin Ling and the others looked at each other, and immediately expressed their attitude.

Zhao Fan took action to help the giant tower city out of the crisis before, and he is a strong man of the imperial way. How could they, the immortals of the giant tower city, dare to disobey the former's will?

In this way, Zhao Fan became the temporary ruler of Juta City logically.

"Senior Zhao, this person is from the Han family, Han Qingyi."

"He had heard from the ancestor of the Han family that the pagoda master seemed to be targeted and trapped in a strange place."

Inside the City Lord's Mansion, Dugu Overbearing personally escorted a middle-aged scholar-like figure, and said respectfully to Zhao Fan.

Ever since the ancestor of the Han family was shot dead, the Han family had no leader and was taken down by the immortals of Juta City. Han Qingyi couldn't escape, and was captured alive by Dugu Domineering.

Chapter 1152 The real whereabouts of the tower master

Han Qingyi's hair was disheveled, his face was abnormally pale, and he had lost his previous elegant and elegant temperament.

At this moment, he is like a bereaved dog, being held by Dugu domineeringly and knelt down on the ground, looking as embarrassed as he wants.

"Senior Zhao, Han Qingyi is an important high-ranking member of the Han family. He must know some plots of the ancestors of the Han family. Maybe he can learn about the situation of the pagoda master from his mouth."

Dugu Domineering reminded Zhao Fan.

In order to capture Han Qingyi alive, he spent a lot of energy.

"You did very well."

Zhao Fan showed satisfaction, and immediately looked at Han Qingyi, and said lightly: "The ancestor of the Han family is gone, if you know the truth, tell the truth what you know."

His tone was extremely calm, but when it fell on Han Qingyi's ear, it was as cold and sharp as a knife.

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Han Qingyi swallowed, even though she was reduced to this point, she still had the dignity and pride of a strong member of the Han family.

Hearing this, Zhao Fan just glanced to the side, and Dugu Badao and Yin Ling understood at the same time.

"Soul Search!"

Without giving Han Qingyi time to react, Dugu Domineering and Yin Ling made a sudden move.

what……

The shrill screams echoed for half an hour, and when everything calmed down, Han Qingyi was dying and fainted on the spot.

And Zhao Fan also obtained an extremely important piece of information from Han Qingyi's memory, the land of exile!

"What is a land of exile?"

Zhao Fan frowned slightly, and asked everyone in the hall.

"The land of exile is one of the important areas where the human race and the demon race compete in the dark battlefield."

"It is said that it is located in the deepest crevice of the dark battlefield, and the danger is that those who surpass the emperor's realm dare not enter it easily."

"If Han Tsingyi's memory is correct, the real body of the Tower Master may very well be trapped in the Land of Exile."

In the main hall, Dugu Domineering said slowly with a dignified expression.

The exiled land is extremely dangerous, known as one of the few Jedi in the dark battlefield, many top human race and demon top powerhouses have entered it, but without exception, they never return.

"Could it be that Han Qingyi edited his own memory in advance, deliberately misleading us into thinking that the tower owner is trapped in the land of exile?"

"The land of exile is so dangerous, why should the master of the tower take risks there?"

Some people remain skeptical and speak their minds.

How could the Tower Master go to the Land of Exile for no reason?Either Han Qingyi edited his own memory in advance to mislead everyone, or the patriarch of the Han family united with the martial madman to lure the tower master into danger.

"I think Han Qingyi's memory should be correct."

At this moment, Yin Ling's pretty face froze slightly, and she suddenly spoke.

She fell into reminiscence, and said slowly: "If I remember correctly, the tower master once mentioned that he wanted to find a certain treasure, and the whereabouts of that treasure seems to be waiting for a few Jedi in the exile. "

"Yinling, what do you mean... the Tower Master, is it really possible to be trapped in the Exiled Land?" Dugu Domineering repeatedly confirmed.

"If this is the case, then things will become troublesome."

"That's right, the land of exile is extremely dangerous, even if an Immortal Emperor-level powerhouse trespasses in it, they will almost die."

……

Everyone in the hall was talking about it, and each expression was a little uneasy and nervous.

"Quiet."

At this moment, Dugu Domineering made a sound in time, stopping the commotion of the crowd.