I Have a Three-Realm Auction System

Seeing the direction in which Yan Shuimo disappeared, Zhou Fan could not calm down for a long time. It was until night fell that he slowly turned around, waved his palm, and released Wen Ting from the space confinement.

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

"It's not in the way." Zhou Fan waved his hand and drew out the long sword stuck in his chest.

Menglai had gone crazy before, but this long sword did not take away.

"Since this long sword is the sword of Sister Ink, I don't know if Sister Ink can be found based on this sword." Zhou Fan muttered to himself while looking at the three-foot long front in his hand.

However, it is better to take care of the injury first, otherwise even if you encounter Yan Shuimo again, I am afraid that you will not necessarily 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 wounds torn by the three-foot long front.

This is the healing technique recorded in the Master Doctor, but the wound was torn by the Sixth Rank Demon Soldier after all, and wanted to repair it. Even the Master Doctor, it would be difficult to repair in a short time.

A day later, Zhou Fan's wound slowly healed, and Zhou Fan's pale complexion also became rosy, and it won't be long before he can fully recover.

However, compared to recovering from his injury, what Zhou Fan wanted most was to find Yan Shuimo.

He stretched out his palm, and the long sword of Menglai appeared in his hand.

"It's up to you to find out where Sister Ink is." Zhou Fan gently stroked the sword, as if he was stroking his lover's cheek.

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

Following the instillation of Zhou Fan's spiritual power, the long sword hummed, and a strong sense of rejection suddenly formed, trying to repel Zhou Fan's spiritual power.

After all, this long sword has already recognized the master, and it is quite repulsive to non-master spiritual power.

Zhou Fan had expected this. He didn't rush and instilled a trace of spiritual power. Now Yan Shuimo is not here. Even though this long sword is extremely powerful, he wants to break free from Zhou Fan's bondage. It is a bit difficult.

Buzzing...

The long sword made a hum, it shook lightly, and a faint black light radiated from the sword body, and it was about to penetrate the void.

Seeing this scene, Zhou Fan did not hesitate, the power of the soul surged directly on the black light.

He knew that this was Long Sword communicating with his master, letting the master come to help it out of trouble.

Heimang's speed is crazy, as if it has crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, but in an instant, he came to a large mountain covered with ice and snow.

There was a cave where the mountain was close to the top of the mountain. Heimang did not stay at all and entered the cave.

Across the cave, Heimang came to a huge space. In this space, there was a huge city. It can even be said that this city is much larger than Ningcheng.

"Is this where the magic gate is?" Zhou Fan couldn't help but exclaimed when he felt the size of this city.

Unexpectedly, the Demon Gate built such a huge space in the mountain, and also built such a huge city.

"Who would dare to break into my magic door!" As Zhou Fan was about to explore further, a cold voice, carrying an endless chill, came crashing.

And staying at the moment when this cold voice came, Zhou Fan dissipated the power of the soul without hesitation.

Ningcheng, in the city garden

Zhou Fan's body trembled suddenly, and his face was slightly pale, obviously dissipating the power of the soul and causing considerable damage to him.

"Master of Demon Sect, Frozen Seal!" Zhou Fan had a sense 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 Demon Sect. Luo Tianshang, a strong man in the realm of immortality, should be so terrifying. ?

However, it wasn't a loss this time, at least he already knew where the magic gate was.

"Sister Shui Mo is in the Demon Sect now. I want to use her current strength to hold a very high position in the Demon Sect. There shouldn't be any danger for the time being." Zhou Fan pondered slightly.

"The most important thing now is to find a way to restore the memory of Shui Mo, and a way to sneak into the magic door silently!" Zhou Fan thought.

The Lord of the Demon Gate is too strong, and his perception is extremely keen. If he can't disguise it well, it will be difficult to enter the Demon Gate. He will definitely be noticed by Frozen Seal, and he will die by then.

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

After all, Bing Shi Feng is the master of the magic door, and only Jiang Xingtian can match his strength.

"Mo Yan!" Zhou Fan suddenly thought about something. In his hands, there was Mo Yan's soul.

At first, Mo Yan chose to blew himself up to save his soul, but he was still found by Zhou Fan and imprisoned in the Diamond Body Bead.

And Mo Yan is a strong player in the early Golden Fairy Realm of Daluo, and holds a very high position in the Demon Sect. If he turns into Mo Yan, he will inevitably escape many investigations.

Moreover, the current Demon Sect, I am afraid that he did not know that Mo Yan had been arrested by him. As long as he disguised himself as Mo Yan, he would definitely be able to enter the Demon Sect to find out if Yan Shuimo was 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 can't be done at all." Zhou Fan pondered slightly.

"The Eight or Nine Profound Art has the method of change, but unfortunately this method of change can imitate the soul, but it still can't be 100% similar." Zhou Fan frowned, thinking inwardly.

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

Hunyuan good fortune art is a peerless magic that he cultivated from the monument of good fortune, but this magic is too profound and profound, and with his previous strength, he can't comprehend one or two.

Moreover, this kind of law has the power of detachment. Even the auction system of the three realms is difficult to integrate. If you want to cultivate, you can only understand it yourself.

"I don't know if I can try to practice Hunyuan good fortune with my current cultivation level." Zhou Fan pondered slightly.

Immediately he no longer hesitated, and the practice method of Hunyuan good fortune gong came to his mind.

Following the path of Hunyuan Good Fortune Gong, the spiritual power in Zhou Fan's body rushed to the limbs along the meridian, moisturizing the flesh and bones.

However, the route of using Hunyuan good fortune is undoubtedly much stronger than the Eight or Nine Profound Art. Zhou Fan could feel his flesh and blood have a tingling feeling, as if he was undergoing a certain transformation.

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

This is... the power of the mixed element!