Mr. Tang said it lightly, but Zhou Fan understood that Shi Shixiong's seven realms were always pressed on the ground by the yellow-clothed hero and rubbed back and forth, and then forced by the threat of life and death, he became the recommender of the yellow-clothed hero.

This is definitely a humiliation for the great monks in the Pure Yang Realm.

But because the other party is strong, he can only endure it, so he is angry and afraid when he mentions the yellow-clothed hero.

"Did Mr. Tang and Mr. Qin agree to join the Old Master of the Yellow-clothed Daoist Association?" Zhou Fan asked curiously.

Mr. Tang smiled and said, "Daoist Zhou forgot the rules of introducing people? Fellow Daoist Zhou has seven referral worlds that are old. Brother Qin and I can't stop them even if we want to stop them."

Zhou Fan chuckled. He didn't agree with this statement in his heart. In theory, as long as the three world elders agree, they can join the world elders. Mr. Tang and others cannot stop it on the surface, but if Mr. Tang and Mr. Qin secretly disagree, they can completely find the Yellow-clad Hero to discuss.

"Actually, Fellow Daoist Zhou asked so much, but I just wanted to know which of us and fellow Taoist Huang is better, right?" Mr. Tang put down the teacup and glanced at Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan was curious about this question. He laughed dryly, picked up the cup and took a sip of tea.

Seeing that Zhou Fan did not deny, Mr. Tang narrowed his eyes with a smile, "Brother Qin and I have never formally competed with fellow Taoist in Yellow, but we should be inferior to fellow Taoist in Yellow."

"How did you judge this?" Zhou Fan asked in surprise.

Mr. Tang didn't answer, just smiled.

Zhou Fan could not ask any more, but he had some speculation in his mind. He should have learned about the battle from Shi Shixiong and the others, and probably knew that the Yellow-clothed Hero was stronger than the two of them.

Of course this is just a guess. After all, even if he only has the strength of Pure Yang Realm, he can kill a Pure Yang Realm cultivator in an instant. If it is a one-on-one, it will not be too big of a problem to defeat seven consecutively.

However, he is a little special and cannot be counted. He is completely unclear whether the seven world elders of the Yellow Clothing Hero and Shi Shixiong were single-on-one or one of them beats seven.

If you fight seven Pure Yang Realm cultivators, it would be difficult for even a Taoist cultivator to do it. It would be no surprise that Mr. Tang and Mr. Qin would have such a judgment.

Zhou Fan and Mr. Tang chatted for a while before returning to his tent. He returned to his tent, activated the formation, and started practicing.

But when he was practicing seriously, he felt a little restless.

This made him instantly alert. The higher the level of the monk, he sometimes had a pre-perception of some dangers, especially he had practiced the consciousness among the six consciousnesses that could sense the signs of danger in advance.

He is even more sensitive to danger than ordinary pure Yang monks.

Is there any danger coming?

Zhou Fan walked out of his tent, and his spiritual thoughts spread instantly, covering the entire base camp.

Mr. Tang noticed Zhou Fan's spiritual thoughts spread. He immediately appeared beside Zhou Fan, and asked with a serious face: "Is something happened?"

"I don't know, I just feel something is wrong." Zhou Fan's spiritual thoughts were still spreading rapidly, and he was not let go of them in the sky or underground.

Ling Nian found nothing.

Shi Shixiong also rushed over.

Zhou Fan restrained his spiritual thoughts and said helplessly: "I felt a little restless just now, maybe I felt wrong."

Even if Zhou Fan said this, Shi Shixiong and Mr. Tang were both serious, and their spiritual thoughts spread. After carefully checking and confirming that there was no problem, he still ordered the camp people to be alert.

Seeing that Zhou Fan didn't notice it, he returned to his tent, and there was a look of confusion on his face. Did he really feel the wrong response?

He was a little suspicious, but he soon thought of something that had not happened for a long time, and quickly lowered his head and searched the ground. Under the foot of the table, he saw a twelve-hoofed black beast as thin as rice grains. It was standing, and the colorful fireworks on the black beast's body were almost invisible.

The three black shadowed beasts with sharp horns on the beast's head are like gray shadow women wrapped in gray skulls, and the two gray shadow children appear even smaller.

I'm afraid that only by using a magnifying glass can you see clearly. Zhou Fan has good eyesight, and the gray shadow woman and two gray shadow children are watching him.

"..." Zhou Fan's face became gloomy and unstable. No wonder he felt uneasy, and his lifeless person's bad luck broke out again.

Among the twelve world elders, he drew the lottery here not by chance, but because he was about to be in trouble.

This kind of misfortune can cause death if he deals with this kind of misfortune. This is what he immediately had the idea of ​​leaving the base camp and leaving Ganguo.

He suspected that this would lead to the death crisis from the wind hunter.

But he quickly suppressed this idea because it was difficult for him to explain to Mr. Tang and Shi Shixiong why he left. There was only one ghost burial coffin, and even if Mr. Tang and the others understood, what's the use of him leaving?

This kind of death doom cannot be avoided by leaving.

Maybe the danger is waiting for him on the way he is leaving!

Of course, if he leaves, it might be a good thing for Mr. Tang and the others.

He leaned over and looked at the ghost burial coffin, and was unsure of his mind for a moment. After fighting with those giant coffins last time, the ghost burial coffin changed a lot.

His spiritual thoughts did not find it following him, as if only human eyes could see it...

He thought about it for a while, but decided to tell Mr. Tang and Shi Shixiong and leave the decision to them. If they insist on letting him stay, if something happens, he can't blame him.

He took out the jade talisman of the voice transmission and asked Mr. Tang and Shi Shixiong to wait for him at the main tent of the base camp.

Soon Zhou Fan met Mr. Tang and Shi Shixiong in the main tent of the base camp.

"What's the matter?" Shi Shixiong asked patiently. Zhou Fan had suspected that there was danger before, but now he said that he had something to discuss, and he was very busy.

Mr. Tang looked at Zhou Fan with curiosity.

Zhou Fan glanced at the ground behind him, searched carefully, and found that the ghost burial coffin, which was as big as a grain of rice, was indeed followed.

"Look at the underground." Zhou Fan pointed to the location of the ghost burial coffin and asked Mr. Tang and Shi Shixiong to come and see.

Mr. Tang and Shi Shixiong squatted down, and with their sharp eyesight, they could see clearly what Zhou Fan wanted them to see.

Both of them were slightly stunned, and Shi Shixiong said alertly: "What kind of weird is this? How could it be so small?"

He has seen many small monsters, but such small monsters are still rare.

"No." Old Tang said with a serious expression: "Our spiritual thoughts cannot detect its existence, it seems to not exist."

No matter how small the monster is, once the spiritual thoughts are unfolded, you will definitely find something. Once a monk enters the spiritual thoughts realm, it can be said that ordinary monsters can hardly approach the monk who practices spiritual thoughts quietly.
Chapter completed!