"Discovered..."

Ning Feng scratched his head, felt helpless, sighed, controlled the Yinghuo flag, and appeared in front of Zhang Fan.

At that moment, he clearly saw Zhang Fan's pupils shrink suddenly, with cold light shining everywhere, violent as fire, and hard as iron.

"No, he obviously looks in a bad mood. He won't help, let's fight first?"

Ning Feng's thoughts began to float, and he thought of an irrelevant place. "What do you say when using the power given by Zhang Fan in the future to fight with the young Zhang Fan?"

Zhang Fan didn't know how patient Zhang Fan was, but at this time he was obviously at the extreme.

Ning Feng did not speak immediately after he appeared, and the three-legged golden crow magic figure with golden red flames burning behind Zhang Fan appeared. It was obvious that he had a disagreement, so he wanted to do something first.

"He shouldn't be in the Faxiang Sect, but he is the place suitable for you to play in my Sun God Palace!"

Ning Feng complained in his heart and said, "I have seen Brother Zhang, but Ning Feng is still alive with those who control ghosts."

Zhang Fan urged the three-legged golden crow method to the extreme, and his whole body was shrouded in a breath of savage over the heavens, and he seemed calm and asked lightly: "You have the energy of yang fire and the power of the sun, and control the starlight treasures. The pure star power of Zhang only saw in his life. No matter where you look, you think it has nothing to do with the ancient remnants. Zhang believes in you."

"That's good." Ning Feng breathed a sigh of relief. His smile had just climbed up on his face, and the next moment he was frozen there again, because Zhang Fan followed and said another sentence.

"It's just that the Lord has not explained why he should follow Zhang?" Zhang Fan bowed and said, "Zhang has urgent matters and wants to go to the Faxiangzong Market. Anyone who has obstacles will be my enemy."

"The Lord's escape is fast, the star power is mysterious, and the ability to hide invisible is even more amazing. If it weren't for being in the woods, the Lord's breath fluctuated for some reason for Junior Brother Han Wei, Zhang might not have discovered you."

"After entering the market, Zhang must focus on moving forward and have no time to be distracted and distracted. Therefore..."

Therefore, Zhang Fan did not say anything, Ning Feng's heart was like a mirror.

What he meant was that Ning Feng's ability to hide was too powerful and his behavior was really suspicious. Without a reasonable explanation, Zhang Fan would not dare to let him continue to be free.

Otherwise, when Zhang Fan concentrates on entering the market, he will be afraid that Ning Feng will be in the dark and seize the opportunity to give him a powerful person.

Ning Feng smiled bitterly. He could only smile bitterly.

Did Zhang Fan understand what he meant? Either make it clear and let him rest assured; or fight first. Instead of leaving the crisis in the end, Zhang Fan would rather pay the price here and fight him with all his strength first.

"What a strong man!"

Ning Feng's eyes passed by Zhang Fan and fell to the back of the Yin Qi and Earth Qi. The Central Faxiang Zong market could be heard from time to time, and even though it was hundreds of feet away, it was still clearly heard.

That was when the monks in the market were still resisting, fighting fiercely with the ghosts and the cultivators who were manipulating behind the scenes.

The noise over there and the silence between the two of them here form a suffocating contrast.

Ning Feng could feel that Zhang Fan on the opposite side was no longer patient. Every roar in the market seemed to be the pulsation of his heart. One whirlwind, another whirlwind. When Zhang Fan took action, it was just like a heart that popped out of his chest.

"All right!"

Ning Feng looked over and felt a little sad, and his head was tilted, as if he didn't want people to see the tears in his eyes.

"There is one person who needs my help and he will be in the market."

"that's all."

"If you do something, you won't do something. Ning Feng's outsiders want to take advantage of Brother Zhang's down-wind to explore the market. Can you go with your colleagues?"

Ning Feng's tone was low and he never talked about who that person was or what kind of relationship the two sides were, as if there was any deep sorrow that was settled there, wanting to say something and forgetting.

What a person Zhang Fan vaguely felt something was wrong, but the spiritual sense of the monk was telling him that Ning Feng had no lies.

His breath couldn't help but stagnate.

A light flashed in Ning Feng's unseen eyes, and he shouted in his heart: "There is a chance!"

After pondering for a moment, with a loud noise coming from the market, amid the rumbling sound, it seemed that some building was collapsing, followed by the carnival sound of ghosts crying and howling. Zhang Fan suddenly looked up, as if he had made some decision.

"Zhang couldn't see through Brother Ning's cultivation. I think he was a strong man in the area, so he disdained to make excuses."

"Since Brother Ning is willing to put himself in the bright spot, Zhang is not afraid of walking with him. His grandfather is trapped in the market, so we will work together to kill him."

"If you have any plans, then use it and Zhang will follow it."

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, the Dharma phase converged, his breath turned into a condensation, and he turned around toward the southeast corner of the market.

"Huh~ pass."

Ning Feng let out a long breath and relaxed.

As for the warning in Zhang Fan's words, he didn't care at all. Ning Feng dared to be sure that if he played any tricks, Zhang Fan would definitely let go of everything. Even at the cost of serious injuries, he would try to kill him on the spot in the shortest time.

But so what?

"I had no malice."

Ning Feng spread his hands and followed Zhang Fan's footsteps.

At the same time, he knew roughly what Zhang Fan said on Yuanshiqiao.

"It seems that in this section of the long river of time, even though the young Zhang Fan was brave and fierce, he was desperate, he could not save his grandfather."

"What will happen this time?"

Ning Feng followed Zhang Fan closely to the southeast corner of the city.

Along the way, the two of them killed the ghosts that appeared from time to time with the fastest speed. At the same time, the distance between them changed from the initial meter to the point where they remained at about three meters.

This change was spontaneously, without even a look of communication, so they shone with each other more and more, until they were three meters away, and both sides felt a little safe.

"sharp!"

Ning Feng was secretly alert and thought to himself: "Zhang Fan's Dharma image, magic weapon, and magic are all violent and hot, just like the sun at noon, with its sharpness revealed, unrivaled."

"If such a person rises up, don't say that my current strength is either my own, my own, and I may be killed by such a guy at any time."

"That's really abdicated, it's better to stay away from it."

Ning Feng glanced straight at Zhang Fan, who was three meters apart, and happened to meet the other party's gaze, and both of them were about to part with their eyes.

"sharp!"

Zhang Fan looked solemn and his steps were as stable as before, but every step was as long as it was measured, which revealed the solemnity in his heart at this moment.

"What is this person's origin? Whether it is magic, magic weapon, or his star power, they are all strange and unpredictable, unlike Qinzhou's path."

"What's even more terrifying is that this person's cultivation is not bottom-out. At first glance, it's just a late stage of Qi training. In fact, it's all the power of foundation building, and the surging star power may be better than the foundation building."

"You can't be underestimated!"

Zhang Fan and Ning Feng just killed a few little ghosts, and they were deeply afraid of each other. The three-meter distance was to enter the market together and had to keep it.

If they were to be in another place, they would probably turn around and be as far away as they were.

"It's not safe!"

At the same time, the two sighed in their hearts.

The next moment, they cheered up together, and the entrance to the southeast corner of the Faxiangzong Market was ahead.

"This is the Faxiangzong Market?"

Ning Feng was the first to break the silence and looked inside curiously, but the ghost realm was really unable to see the appearance of Xianjiafang City, and he was very regretful.

Not to mention Qinzhou Cultivation Fairy Market, it is even a similar place in the world of immortal cultivation. Ning Feng has been practicing for a short time and has never been to any of them.

When he asked this, he didn't expect Zhang Fan to answer, but just wanted to break the boredom.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Fan was silent for a moment and actually answered.

"good."

He frowned, looked deep into the market and said, "This is the market of Faxiangzong, where I gave birth to and raised me."

In just two or three sentences, the "rumbling" sound came from a place not far from the southeast corner of the city. It was obvious that there were still people resisting inside and fighting with ghosts.

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, swallowed the words he reached his mouth again, and went straight forward, and a sound came from his back: "Brother Ning, please."

"Brother Zhang, please."

The two of them shouted for their own invitation, neither of them lagged behind each other, and still kept a three-meter distance away from each other and went forward in parallel.

As they were about to step into the southeast of the Faxiangzong market, a series of sounds, from inaudible to deafening, changed in a flash, and finally exploded in the ears of both of them.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom~~~~~"

Ning Feng was shocked, while Zhang Fan was shocked.
Chapter completed!