Chapter 675 Find Fault!

Yang Fan frowned slightly.

This old bird is really cautious enough. In order to prevent someone from accidentally attacking him, he turned into a pocket body and stuck close to Ying Siyuan's left shoulder.

It completely cut off Yang Fan's desire to take the opportunity to completely subdue Ying Siyuan.

"Forget it, anyway, this Young Lord Eagle has already acquired the charm skill of this commander. If he uses his identity to enter the land of spiritual origin, there should be no more accidents. As long as he enters the land of spiritual origin, how do he want to deal with it?" Isn't it a matter of spirituality?"

Yang Fan shook his head slightly, no longer entangled too much, and nodded to An Sheng and Mu Qianqian, and the three of them followed suit.

The passage is located on the cliff, towering vertically into the clouds. It is said to be a passage, but in fact it is just some raised rocks on the cliff every few feet.

Because the back is shaded by mountains, and there are giant pine trees on both sides to block the wind and cold, it can barely be regarded as a safe passage. Many below the king level, even some king level warriors or monsters, will choose to go straight to the top of Qingyuan mountain from here .

Because for king-level powerhouses who are not proficient in the rules of space, the space cracks that pop up from time to time on the top of Qingyuan Mountain are really a big trouble. Accidents will happen frequently if you are not careful.

Therefore, this relatively safe passage up the mountain has naturally become a necessary place for many human races and monster races.

The three of Yang Fan walked together, closely following the two demons Ying Siyuan and Ying Changkong.

The cliffs are not dangerous and exciting for strong men of their strength, and Ying Siyuan soared all the way, relaxed and at ease.

It is an eagle, even if it does not reveal its body, it still has the ability to fly, so even if there is no protrusion on the cliff, it can easily fly to the top.

Although Yang Fan, An Sheng, and Mu Qianqian were not as fast and agile as Ying Siyuan, they were not left behind by them too much.

Psychic masters are better at flying in the air than blood warriors, and it is difficult for them to reach an altitude of more than 5,000 meters.

It's just that some strong winds that occasionally appear in the midair are a bit troublesome, and they have to temporarily avoid the edge of the edge to avoid it.

Especially the closer to the top of the mountain, the stronger the strength of the wind, and even mixed with the power of some wind rules, even Mu Qianqian, who is a spiritual master, dared not collide with it head-on.

Flying and stopping all the way,

It took the three people and two monsters nearly an hour to reach the peak of Qingyuan.

at this time.

The peak was peaceful, like the eye of a hurricane. Even though the surrounding gale was raging, and space cracks appeared and disappeared, on the only flat land on the peak, it was calm and there was no wave.

Yang Fan glanced away.

The so-called flat land is actually a frozen central lake. The lake is located in the middle of the mountain top, with a radius of about one kilometer. The ice is several feet thick.

Dozens of human races and dozens of demon races were staying on the ice surface at this time. When they saw Yang Fan and the others coming up, dozens of divine thoughts swept over them almost at the same time.

However, most of their eyes were attracted by Mu Qianqian, a spiritual teacher who was only seventeen years old.

Incredible, unbelievable.

Some people were inexplicably shocked, and some were full of murderous intentions. A seventeen-year-old human king is indeed easy to attract attention.

If it wasn't for the fact that a person's bone age couldn't be faked at all, they would even wonder if this is some old antique coming here to pretend to be young again.

After a while of silence, many young people in the human race unconsciously cast kind and friendly glances at Mu Qianqian.

But among the monster clan, the murderous intent was indifferent. Many beast kings were secretly transmitting voices, telling the juniors around them to stay away from this woman after entering the secret realm. However, if there is an opportunity to be able to kill with one blow, don't let it go.

Humans and demons have been fighting for a hundred years, and the hostility between them no longer needs to be deliberately concealed.

All the people and demons present knew very well that once they entered the secret realm, the battle of life and death would start at the same time. Whether they could come out of the secret realm alive would depend on their own abilities.

However, the addition of a newly promoted king who has reached the realm of spiritual masters is not good news for this group of monster races who have obtained the places in the spiritual source secret realm, and the pressure is huge.

With Mu Qianqian, the spiritual master, attracting firepower in front, Yang Fan, the ninth-level spiritual master, seemed to attract less attention.

Yang Fan glanced up.

It was found that all the young people and young monsters present were actually a group of strong cultivation bases.

The young people in the human race are all masters, and some of them have even reached the peak of masters!

The same is true of the monster clan, the weakest one is the sixth-level demon king, and nearly half of them are the seventh-level demon king.

Yang Fan couldn't help turning his head and glanced at An Sheng beside him: "Fatty, this is the son of the family who you said is not very strong? Didn't you say that most of the people who came to participate in the spiritual source trial were under the master, now you come to follow Explain to the teacher, what is going on here?"

"I don't know what's going on?" An Sheng also looked confused: "I also heard from my father that the masters who came to participate in the spiritual source trial in the past years can only be counted on the fingers of a handful of masters. People only successfully break through and become a master after experiencing the trial of the spiritual source."

Who knew that Mao would become like this this year, it's so unscientific!

An Sheng used to fantasize about using the strength of his sixth-level spiritual teacher to overwhelm the heroes and kill the Quartet, but now it seems that there are so many masters and demon kings. It was a great fortune.

Could it be that he was fooled by the old man again?

An Sheng was annoyed in his heart, thinking that when he saw his father in the future, he must pull out all the hair on his chin, to see if he dared to fool his son again in the future.

Seeing the monster clan on the opposite side staring at them, An Sheng couldn't help shrinking his neck, took two steps, and approached Mu Qianqian. After entering the secret realm, Mu Qianqian was the strongest king among all the monsters. By her side, she feels absolutely safe, who dares to attack him?

"It was indeed what Uncle An said before. Among the human race, there are indeed only a handful of grandmasters before the age of twenty."

Mu Qianqian heard the conversation between the two, and interjected softly: "However, I heard from Aunt Qing that after the spiritual power tide ten years ago, the concentration of spiritual power in the world changed again. Among the younger generation of warriors, there are a large number of geniuses with near-spiritual physiques."

"So, it is reasonable that there are so many master warriors before the age of 20 in the spiritual source secret realm this time."

Mu Qianqian herself is the beneficiary of the near-spirit physique, otherwise she would not have been able to raise her cultivation level to the level of a ninth-level psychiatrist in just over ten years, let alone advance smoothly with the help of Yang Fan Become a first-class spiritual master.

"Master, if my guess is correct, you should also have a near-spirit physique?"

Mu Qianqian asked Yang Fan softly, blinking her eyes wide.

"Probably not, my previous cultivation speed was not so ideal."

Yang Fan slapped haha, he has a fart near-spiritual physique, if he didn't have a system around him, he might still be that little salty fish who is only a second-level martial artist, and he wants to advance through practice, it's a dream.

An Sheng also became a quail next to him. Like Yang Fan, he had been a salted fish in the South China Martial Arts School for three years, but he had never felt any qualitative change in spiritual power. The so-called near-spiritual physique must not be related to them.

"Oh."

Mu Qianqian closed her mouth knowingly, and didn't bother to expose the scars of the two little good-for-nothings.

However, it is not a near-spirit physique to be able to cultivate to such a powerful cultivation level now, the master is really amazing.

Well, Brother An Sheng is not bad either. He has a keen eye for talent, and he has embraced his master's golden thigh long ago. Now he is also a sixth-level spiritual teacher.

In front, Ying Siyuan went straight to the Monster Race camp, and soon became one with the same top genius among the Monster Race.

The three of Yang Fan walked to the human camp, and as soon as they approached, they heard someone saying hello to An Sheng: "Hey, isn't this the young master An Sheng from the An family? I didn't expect you to be able to come here alive to participate in the spiritual source trial. It's really surprising. what!"

A black-faced boy with shirtless arms and head looked at An Sheng with a smile on his face, and after saying hello to An Sheng, he suddenly turned around and yelled at the crowd behind him: "Er Jing, haven't you been looking for An Sheng all this time?" , now that it's over, don't you want to express it?"

An Sheng's expression changed slightly: "Mo Yuquan, what do you want to do?!"

Mo Yuquan chuckled, and said, "I don't want to do anything, I just want to come over to say hello to you after seeing an old friend. Now that I've said hello, then, good luck to you!"

After finishing speaking, Mo Yuquan raised his head and smiled politely at Mu Qianqian and Yang Fan, then slowly retreated to his previous position.

At this time, four figures suddenly flew out from the crowd behind, and landed in front of An Sheng at the same time.

"Haha, it's really hard to find a place to go through the iron shoes, and it doesn't take much effort!" The four laughed, and one of the teenagers with the word "Jing" rusted on his chest looked up at An Sheng and said, "I haven't seen you in three years, An Sheng." Fatty, he is good at gaining weight!"

"TOEFL! Not only is this handsome not dead, but he is still alive and well!" An Sheng squinted his eyes and looked at the person in front of him: "Second Jing, today is not a good time to reminisce about the old days, and the fat man has no time to talk to you. Hurry up and go, or don't blame the fat man for being rude!"

"Hehe, it's not only the weight gain, but the temper has also become worse!" Jing Laoer looked at An Sheng with a funny look, and at the same time glanced at Mu Qianqian and Yang Fan next to An Sheng, curled his lips and said, "What's the matter, I thought I was walking next to you!" Now that a spiritual master has found a backing, can he ignore you, Second Master Jing?"

"You're still rude to the second master, but tell me, how do you want to be rude? Say it out, so that the second master can open his eyes!"

Snapped!

Yang Fan stepped forward, slapped the face stretched out in front of them to the ground, then raised his foot, crushed hard, and directly crushed Jing Laoer's head into the ice hole in the ground.

"It's really bad luck!"

"No matter where I go, there are such dead flies buzzing in front of my face. It's really annoying!"

Yang Fan patted his palm in disgust, as if the slap just now had stained his palm.

On the opposite side, the other three people who jumped out with Jing Er Er were stunned at the same time. Seeing Yang Fan stepping on Jing Er Shao, looking up to them, they couldn't help but shivered at the same time, and all backed away step.

"Brother, we have no other intention, just come out to say hello to An Shao."

"Now that the greetings are over, we'll go back first, you stay behind, but don't send them off!"