Zhou Fan scolded Xiao Kun for a few words before stopping. In fact, even if Xiao Kun really killed Zi Jiayuan, the Zi Jiayuan's Zi Skull Heaven Magic Explosion could not kill Xiao Kun. Xiao Kun had a murderous clothes, but it was too close to Tiangong Dao City, which was too dangerous.

Zhou Fan quickly ran out of the wilderness with his corpse Jiayuan, and it was not until half a stick of incense that he stopped in a deserted place.

After the spiritual thought was unfolded, he confirmed that there was no one nearby again, he squatted down and punched the head of the corpse Jiayuan.

Bang!

A huge explosion rang out of the wilderness, and deep green flames burned the area,

In the deep green flame, white wisps of resentful souls emerged and spread out.

However, these resentful souls can at most prey on some small animals or fight with wilderness monsters, and they will completely dissipate soon.

Zhou Fan came out of the area where the resentful souls were raging. With his strength, as long as he displayed his true energy protection, those resentful souls could of course not do anything to him. Corpse Jiayuan could not die anymore.

Zhou Fan returned to the Tiangong Dao City, and the battle here was over. The warriors and monks who attacked the Tiangong Dao City either died or fled. However, without the seventeenth prince and the corpse Jiayuan, it would be difficult for the remnants of the living corpse to become more and more common.

The Lord of Heavenly Palace.

Zhou Fan sat alone in the room, holding the jade talisman of the voice transmission, and told the Grand Master of the Academy about what happened here.

"The corpse Jiayuan is dead, where is the seventeenth prince?" Duanmu Xiaohong asked.

"The Seventeenth Prince was killed by the Living Dead Wisdom Ghost Lord Zhang Benben, and Zhang Benben escaped." Zhou Fan answered truthfully.

"Okay, I understand." Duanmu Xiaohong said: "Don't worry about the seventeenth prince. Is there anything else?"

"I got news from Prince Seventy-first and others from Zi Jiayuan..." Zhou Fan told the story in detail.

"In the Wusen Grassland in Yunniuzhou, Tiannan Road...the Zhiwu population..." Duanmu Xiaohong's voice continued to heavier, "The strange disaster in Tiannan Road is the most serious. On the Wusen Grassland, we may not be able to send too many people to go there."

The current news reported is that the disaster in the North of Han Road, Qidao of the Great Wei Dynasty is the least, and the worst in Tiannan Road.

Zhou Fan said: "If there is no problem with the Tiangong Dao, I can go there."

He thought that he would go there and solve Wang Daozi and the others to make it more secure. Besides, Tiannan Dao is his hometown after all, so it is appropriate to go back and help and sweep away the monsters.

Anyway, there is no major event in Hanbei Province. Even if there is one, he can use the broken bones to shuttle back through the domain.

"Then please let me go again." Duanmu Xiaohong breathed a sigh of relief. Zhou Fan could teleport from a distance, which was a great help.

The two discussed for a few words before they broke up the conversation.

Mr. Dao suggested that he wait a little longer, and wait until the Sect Master of the Sword Sect solves the problem of the shadow of the coffin before going over. He was worried that the Tiangong Daocheng would be attacked by another evil organization.

Zhou Fan also agreed that the matter of the living dead body was resolved, so he had the time to turn his attention to Tufrog Township.

With the news channels from the Heavenly Palace Taoist Lord's Mansion, Zhou Fan soon learned that Jian Wuren, the Sword Sect leader, had entered Tuwu Township with his children in the Sword Sect for less than three days and was confirming the whereabouts of the shadow crawling out of the coffin.

The warriors and monks of Yiluansi are also helping to search for the whereabouts of the shadow. This is not an easy task, because there are many mummies in Tufrog Township.

Those mummies are very strong, and each one is comparable to the strength of the martial artists, who are addicted to life and flesh. The key is that they are too many. The warriors and monks in Tufrog Township have to clear the mummies while looking for shadows that are not even clear about their form.

After Zhou Fan read the collected news, he thought about it and called the governors of the Taoist lord's mansion, explained a few words to them, and then took his younger sister through the domain to Tufalun Township.

He decided to come and help speed up the progress. After the matter here is over, he will rush to Tiannan Road.

Entering Tufrog Township, soon the warriors from Yiluansi gathered to salute and said, "Sir."

"Sir, the Sword Master said you are here, please contact him." A warrior handed over a jade talisman to Zhou Fan.

The news that Zhou Fan came here had already told Jian Wubian.

Zhou Fan activated the sound transmission jade talisman, and a somewhat cold voice came from there, "Who?"

"I am Zhou Fan." Zhou Fan replied.

"It turns out to be Master Zhou." Jian Wubian said: "I am Master Jian Wubian. Thank you Master Zhou for coming to help, but it is enough to have the Sword Sect here. Master Zhou can do his own thing."

Don't you want me to help me... Zhou Fan's mind turned, and he smiled and said, "It's okay, I happened to be in the Heavenly Palace, so I'll help. If there is something really wrong, I will leave."

"Okay." Jian Wuren did not talk nonsense and directly broke the conversation with Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan did not go to see Jian Wubian specifically, but just joined the queue for searching for shadows.

He soon saw the mummies from Tufrog Township. These mummies seemed to have been drained from their bodies. Whether it was humans, beasts, or some monsters, they were all skin and bones. When they met people, they attacked wildly.

Fortunately, these mummies are not strong, they are just a bit annoying.

Zhou Fan simply flew into the sky and searched with spiritual thoughts. Jian Wuren didn't like him to join, so he chose different directions from the search of the Sword Sect to speed up efficiency.

Everyone who has seen that special shadow is dead. Now they only know the word shadow, but they don’t know what the shadow actually looks like, which makes it more difficult for searching.

Because no one knows whether the shadows under the mountains and trees will be the shadows they are looking for.

The official speculated that the shadow would stay in Tufrog Township, probably to digest the previous absorption. Of course, this is just a guess, and there are even some questions about whether the shadow is really there.

At noon the next day after Zhou Fan arrived in Tuwu Township, he received news that the Sword Sect had found the shadow, and Jian Wubian was fighting with the shadow.

Zhou Fan rushed over, and the warriors and monks of Yiluansi and the disciples of the Sword Sect could only watch the battle from the outside.

Ten feet in a radius are covered by a sword storm.

Zhou Fan looked surprised. This sword Wubian was indeed not a false reputation. He was definitely a top existence in the Great Wei Yuanshen Realm.

He restrained his mind and his spiritual thoughts spread out. He soon saw the shadow of Jian Wubian fighting in the sword storm.

This shadow is not painted black, but has a dazzling colorful color. It is a monster with four legs and eight arms and one meter tall.

Jian Wubian's natal magic weapon, a white sword like snow, left countless sword marks on the shadow.

The sword marks kept tearing the shadow's body apart, and the body of the colorful shadow was constantly bridging. There was a black shadow under its feet eroding towards the sword without blade.

But it was isolated by the true essence of the sword without blade.

Seeing that Jian Wubian was in an advantage, Zhou Fan did not help. Jian Wubian was arrogant and would not ask someone like him to help in danger. He just needed to wait and see.
Chapter completed!