I Have a Three-Realm Auction System

Looking at the direction where Yan Shuimo disappeared, Zhou Fan couldn't calm down for a long time, until night fell, he turned around slowly, waved his palm, and released Wen Ting from the space ban.

"Brother Fan, are you okay?" Wen Ting came to Zhou Fan's side, looked at his pale face, and couldn't help but care.

"It's okay." Zhou Fan waved his hand and pulled out the long sword stuck in his chest.

Before Menglai left like a madman, this long sword was not taken away.

"Since this long sword is Sister Mo's saber, I don't know if I can find Sister Mo based on this sword." Zhou Fan muttered to himself while looking at the three-foot long blade in his hand.

However, it is better to heal the injury first, otherwise, even if he encounters Yan Shuimo again, I am afraid he may not be Yan Shuimo's opponent.

"Tingting, let's go back first." Zhou Fan said.

"Yeah." Wen Ting nodded.

Immediately, the two figures flashed and disappeared.

In the city garden, Zhou Fan sat cross-legged in Zhou Fan's room, with a mysterious aura flowing over his body, repairing the wound torn by the three-foot-long front.

This is the healing method recorded in the Holy Doctor of Magical Hands, but after all, this wound was torn by a sixth-grade magic soldier, and if you want to repair it, even the Holy Hand of Magical Doctor is difficult to repair in a short time.

A day later, Zhou Fan's wound slowly healed, and Zhou Fan's pale complexion also turned a little rosy, and it would take a long time before he could fully recover.

However, compared to recovering from his injuries, what Zhou Fan wants to do most is to look for Yan Shu Mo.

He stretched out his palm, and Menglai's long sword appeared in his hand.

"It's up to you whether you can find Sister Ink or not." Zhou Fan gently stroked the blade, as if he was stroking his lover's cheek.

Zhou Fan no longer hesitated, and the spiritual power in his body was instilled into the three-foot-long front.

With the instillation of Zhou Fan's spiritual power, the long sword made a humming sound, and a strong sense of repulsion suddenly formed, trying to repel Zhou Fan's spiritual power.

After all, this long sword has already recognized the master, and it can be said to be quite repelling to the spiritual power other than the master.

Zhou Fan had expected this for a long time. He took his time to infuse spiritual power into it. Now Yan Shumo is not here. Even if this long sword is extremely powerful, he wants to break free from Zhou Fan's shackles. is a bit difficult.

buzzing...

The long sword made a humming sound, it vibrated gently, and a faint black light emanated from the sword body, and it was about to pierce through the void.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Fan did not hesitate at all, the power of the soul surged, directly attached to the black light.

He knew that this was the long sword communicating with its master, asking the master to come and help it get out of trouble.

The speed of the black mang is crazy, as if it has crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, but in an instant, it came to a mountain covered with ice and snow.

Here, near the top of the mountain, there is a cave, and the black mans did not stop at all and entered the cave.

Crossing the cave, Heimang came to a huge space. In this space, there is a huge city, and it can even be said that this city is much bigger than Ningcheng.

"Is this where the Demon Gate is?" Feeling the size of the city, Zhou Fan couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

I didn't expect that the magic gate actually built such a huge space in the mountain, and also built such a huge city.

"Who dares to trespass my demon gate!" Just as Zhou Fan was about to investigate further, an icy voice, carrying endless chills, came crashing down.

And at the moment when this icy voice came, Zhou Fan directly dissipated the power of the soul without any hesitation.

Ningcheng, in the city garden

Zhou Fan's body suddenly trembled slightly, and his face was slightly pale, obviously dissipating the power of the soul, which also caused a lot of damage to him.

"Lord of the Demon Gate, Bing Shifeng!" Zhou Fan felt a hint of fear in his heart. He didn't expect that his soul had just entered the mysterious space, and was noticed by the Lord of the Demon Gate. The powerhouse of Luo Tian Shangxian realm was really so terrifying. ?

However, this time it is not a loss, at least he already knows where the Demon Sect is.

"Sister Ink is now in the Demon Sect. I think that with her current strength, she also has a very high status in the Demon Sect. For the time being, there should be no danger." Zhou Fan pondered slightly.

"The most important thing now is to find a way for Sister Ink to restore her memory, and a way to sneak into the Demon Sect silently!" Zhou Fan thought.

The Lord of the Demon Gate is too strong, and his perception is extremely keen. If he can't disguise himself well, it will be difficult to enter the Demon Gate, and he will definitely be detected by Bing Shifeng, and he will be the one who will die.

He is not arrogant enough to think that his current strength can fight against Bing Shifeng!

After all, Bing Shifeng is the master of the Demon Sect, and only Jiang Xingtian can match his strength.

"Mo Yan!" Zhou Fan suddenly thought of something, and in his hands, there is Mo Yan's spirit.

At first, Mo Yan chose to self-destruct and save his soul, but he was found by Zhou Fan later and imprisoned in the Vajra Body Guard Bead.

And Mo Yan is a strong person in the early stage of the Golden Immortal Daluo. He has a very high status in the Demon Sect. If he turns into Mo Yan, he will definitely be able to escape many investigations.

Moreover, I am afraid that the current Demon Gate does not know that Mo Yan has been arrested by him. As long as he pretends to be Mo Yan, he will definitely be able to enter the Demon Gate, and then go to find out if Yan Shuimo is there.

"It's easy to change into a person's appearance, but even the aura of the soul can be changed exactly the same. The general method of change cannot be done at all." Zhou Fan pondered slightly.

"The Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art already has a method of change, but unfortunately, although this method of change can imitate the soul, it still can't be 100% similar." Zhou Fan frowned slightly, thinking constantly in his heart.

"By the way, Hunyuan Good Fortune!" Zhou Fan's eyes suddenly brightened.

The Hunyuan Good Fortune Art is a peerless law that he cultivated from the God of Fortune tablet, but this law is too profound and mysterious, and with his previous strength, he can't comprehend one or two.

Moreover, these kinds of laws possess the power of transcendence. Even the auction system of the Three Realms is difficult to integrate. If you want to cultivate it, you can only comprehend it yourself.

"I don't know if I can try to cultivate the Primordial Good Fortune with my current cultivation realm." Zhou Fan pondered slightly.

Immediately without hesitation, the cultivation method of Hunyuan Good Fortune came to his mind.

Following the route of Hunyuan Good Fortune, the spiritual power in Zhou Fan's body rushed to the limbs and bones along the meridians, nourishing the flesh and bones.

And the practice route of the Hunyuan Good Fortune Art is undoubtedly much stronger than the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art. Zhou Fan can feel that his flesh and blood have a numb feeling, as if he is undergoing some kind of transformation.

And his breath has also become more calm, faintly, there is a faint light of Primordial Primordial flickering in the body.

This is... the power of Primordial Primordial!