[System + Zhetian] Ye Fan, hello

"I tell you, it's not peaceful to die." Even though they were so far away, both of them felt uncomfortable, and Ye Fan complained directly.

However, there are still a group of people over there who are desperate to grab the treasure. Under the hands of everyone, the giant coffin is finally about to shatter. It seems to have captured everyone's heart.

There is nothing here for the two of them to linger on, pulling Ye Fan, Wen Lang said: "Let's go to Pangbo, his goal must be that heart."

"En." Ye Fan nodded.

The two ran across the mountains and ridges, looking for the traces left behind, looking for Pangbo.

It's a pity that if you go around and around, you will always return to the original point.

In the end, Ye Fan calmed down, calmed down, and actually led Wen Lang to find his destination.

The two opened their eyes again, and found that they had entered a world of fragrant flowers and singing birds at some time, just like the legendary sacred pure land, the scenery was picturesque and extremely beautiful.

On the cliff in the distance, there is a perfect woman standing there.

Wen Lang: "You look beautiful."

Ye Fan: "It seems that his cultivation is not bad."

Wen Lang: "It's a pity that I'm not human."

Ye Fan: "Unfortunately, it's a woman."

Wen Lang rolled Ye Fan's eyes and said, "But..."

The two said in unison: "What does it have to do with us?"

"Stop here, otherwise, you will lose your life." The woman on the opposite side was not angered by the two, and the voice was like the sounds of nature, which was very pleasant, but it made the two of them feel a chill. The perfect woman is no joke.

Wen Lang: "This...girl!"

A group of big monsters gathered around the woman, as if they were about to attack him.

"We're here to find someone, can you give us my student back?"

"Student?" A big monster next to the woman smiled mockingly, "With your body, you are still a student. Your cultivation level is not very high, so what can you teach him?"

Are monsters so bad-tempered?How could this old Jiao still have such a bad temper after living for so many years?

"What I taught him was how to improve his ideological and moral cultivation." Wen Lang gave an example, "For example, don't snatch things that are not yours, and for example, we must know how to cultivate ourselves, just like the girl next to you. It’s just a good temper, so I can be your leader.”

The old Jiao is angry, is this a change of self-taunting himself?Lao Jiao pushed forward, intending to deal with this human directly.

Suddenly, a monstrous demonic aura surged towards the sky like a vast sea. In an instant, there was a figure in the sky. Pangbo was dancing wildly with his head full of black. It's as heavy as a hundred thousand mountains, making people a little breathless.

"I told them to leave!" He stared at Lao Jiao with an extremely indifferent expression.

However, when he turned his head around, he clearly blinked at Ye Fanwen Lang.

Wen Lang: "It seems that my students and your companions had a good chat, so let's go first, but if you can't get out by yourself, can you help us?"

The perfect woman smiled slightly and said, "Don't hurt him, send him out of here."

Immediately afterwards, the two of them felt their bodies lighten. The very beautiful golden girl with a pair of golden wings flew towards them lightly, imprisoned them with a beam of light, and led them soaring into the sky in an instant.

Before the girl left, both of them looked sad, as if they were leaving with their friends, very reluctant.Now, when the girl left, the two pretended to linger there for a long time, and then rushed away.

After running a similar distance, Wen Lang and Ye Fan looked at each other and smiled.

The more he laughed, the more he couldn't stop. After laughing enough, Wen Lang wiped away the tears from his eyes, and said, "Did Pangbo break into the enemy's interior?"

Ye Fan stopped his shoulder and guessed: "Do you think he will make that woman his wife?"

Wen Lang hit him on the head.

"Although he will not be exposed now, his safety is still unpredictable. We should practice immediately to improve our cultivation."

Ye Fan also had this intention, and he agreed with his words.

After laughing, their hearts were still filled with worry and loss.

Pangbo has been with them since the Starry Sky Ancient Road until now, and now his whereabouts are unknown, and the two are anxious and lost.However, only by becoming stronger can these things never happen again.

"Let's stay in the tomb of the demon emperor first. Soon, those big figures will break through the tomb of the demon emperor. From this, we should also have some insights."

Wen Lang nodded. Ye Fan seemed to be born with more tendons than others in cultivation, and the opportunity was good. Of course, except for the holy body that seems to be very cheating now, who can be sure that he can't practice the holy body okay?

The two chose a distant mountain and stayed there, waiting to observe this rare sight.

At this moment, rays of light flew out from the torn corner of the tomb of the demon emperor, rushing in all directions, and a psychic weapon escaped by himself!

The two looked at each other, thinking of their own cultivation, they could only sigh.The strength of the two is too low. Compared with other monks, they are not enough to deliver food to others. In the end, they can only take chances and hope that one or two spirit treasures will fly here.

It may be that their longing was too deep, a ray of green light sank into the rocky mountain where the two were, easily pierced through the rock wall, and pierced in.

The two looked at each other, and both saw the horror in each other's eyes.

Ye Fan glanced at him and took out the things from the stone wall.It was a turquoise dagger, and when it was pulled out completely, there was a crisp metallic trembling sound, surrounded by green clouds and extremely sharp.It is no more than half a foot long, like a pool of clear water, crystal clear, with bursts of cold air radiating from it.

"Haha..." At this moment, a fat Taoist priest with a red face drove the Shenhong. Although he looked bloated, his movements were very light, and he landed silently like a fallen leaf. He said with a smile: " Luckily, I didn’t expect to catch up with a psychic weapon.” At this point, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed the dagger in Ye Fan’s hand, showing a kind smile, and said: “My child, this is a murder weapon , you can’t hold it down, come, let the Dao master subdue it.”

"Master Dao?" Wen Lang took the dagger from Ye Fan, shook it in front of the fat Taoist priest, and then said, "Master Dao, do you know?"

"Know what?" The fat Taoist moved his eyes back and forth following the dagger, and asked Wen Lang.

"I was once lucky enough to learn how to read people's faces." The fat Taoist looked at him with interest, and he said, "I only saw one thing on your face, and that is your Hongluan's heartbeat today. What a pity, it's a sin." edge."