"hiss!"

Chen Fan stared at the ghost head brand that appeared in his palm, with a look of pain on his face, but his heart was surging.

You must know that with his current physical cultivation level, ordinary spells can no longer leave any traces on his body surface.

However, the black light emitted from the amputated finger was able to leave an extremely clear imprint on Chen Fan's fleshy palm, indicating that this object must have been left by a high-level monk.

It’s not even as simple as a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul!

"Is this brand a spell?"

"Or something else?"

"Even the power of self-healing cannot be eliminated!"

Chen Fan carefully observed the mark of the ghost head and found that the ghost head was not like the ghosts with green faces and fangs in the memory of his previous life. Instead, it had two horns on its head and a face that resembled a mixture of human and cow.

As for this brand, it is not engraved on the skin or muscles. Instead, it is like a spiritual mark emerging in the palm, which fades away within a moment.

Only when Chen Fan stimulates the ghost head with his spiritual consciousness will the object quietly emerge.

In addition, after being marked by the ghost head brand, Chen Fan vaguely felt that a place in the west was calling him.

It was as if the fierce sword that had been linked to each other had been lost, and the opponent's presence could be sensed from a long distance away.

This feeling was strange, but it made Chen Fan feel a little wary and uneasy.

After all, if something like this that cannot be controlled by oneself is suddenly engraved on oneself, anyone would have a grudge.

Fortunately, the Ghost Head Brand only left a mark on Chen Fan and did not cause any adverse effects on his body.

Therefore, after having no way to defeat the opponent, Chen Fan could only temporarily accept the existence of this mark.

As for the disintegrated little finger, Chen Fan could not restore it. He could only force himself to remember the whole picture of that wonderful picture. In the future, he might have the opportunity to go to that circle to find out.

"How strange!"

Chen Fan curled his lips, stared at the brand in his palm and smiled bitterly, then took out a bottle of elixir and a bottle of evil spirits, swallowed them and refined them.

…

At dawn the next day, the Feng Lei team gathered together and went out.

After a night's rest, the five members of the team were in high spirits and fully armed.

Lei Wanshan didn't know when he put on a pair of black armor, carried a rotten tooth hammer full of barbs on his shoulders, and wore a round helmet on his head. He looked bulky but walked extremely lightly.

The two Feng brothers each carried a pair of crossed swords and stood solemnly on the flying boat summoned by Lin Die.

As for He Fengnian, he was wearing a pair of arm armor with fine green runes surrounding his arms. It was obviously a high-level true energy weapon.

When Chen Fan saw that everyone was fully prepared, he didn't say much. He smiled and took out a six-edged hammer that was half a person's height, carried it in his hand and stepped onto the flying boat.

However, as soon as he stepped onto the airship, Lin Die, who was controlling the airship, felt that his mana was stagnant. An astonishing weight pressed down on the earth-yellow airship and it sank. The anxious woman quickly made secrets to increase the input of mana, and then she stabilized herself.

The flying boat did not roll over after landing.

"Brother Blood Hammer, your hammer is too heavy!"

"Can you put it away first?"

"I think it's too hard for Fairy Lin to manage the flying boat, so that most of her mana will be used up before meeting the Qiang Bone Clan." Lei Wanshan's heart skipped a beat when he saw this, and he hurriedly spoke to soften his words.

"That's fine! It's Xue who is being abrupt!" Chen Fan chuckled, turned the sledgehammer in his hand, and put it into the space ring.

This six-edged sledgehammer was seized by Chen Fan from the leader of the Ghost Cliff Village. Although this treasure does not have many magical changes, it is extremely hard and extremely heavy. When weighed in hand, it is in line with Chen Fan's current blood hammer.

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Seeing Chen Fan put away his weapon, Fairy Lin Die took a long breath as if relieved of a heavy burden, and drove the khaki flying boat to the outside of the Martial Alliance's headquarters.

…

Mulan Plateau is very large, with shallow water networks and dense vegetation everywhere.

In addition, as soon as night falls on the Mulan Plateau, thick fog will rise that obscures the view.

Except when the sun shines most strongly at noon, the thick fog will only dissipate for a few hours during the day. Most of the remaining time, the entire plateau is in a vast expanse of white.

It is precisely because of this that this place has become a place where the Southern Territory Martial Alliance and the Qiang Bone Tribe are fighting, gambling, and anxious.

The earth-colored flying boat moved very quickly. Thanks to the monk Lin Die, the Fenglei team reached deep into the hinterland of the Mulan Plateau in less than half an hour.

"If we go further, we will reach Mulan City."

"This city is currently occupied by the Qiang Bone Clan. Being too close to it can easily lead to a group attack."

"Let's descend here!" He Fengnian said expressionlessly, and Lin Die nodded. Sensing that there was no danger, he controlled the flying boat to descend quickly.

After passing through the thick fog, there was a large pebbled creek beach below. As soon as the six people landed on the beach, they saw the blood red in the creek.

Apparently there were fights and casualties along the upper reaches of the stream, but Lin Die's spiritual consciousness was too weak and he could only detect the furthest distance of about five miles (2,500 meters in his previous life).

"Walk!"

"Go and see if you can catch something."

Because He Fengnian was the strongest in the previous Fenglei team and had the most experience in fighting, everyone in the team had the most confidence in him.

As soon as he made the suggestion, Lei Wanshan and others remained silent and followed the other person's footsteps upstream with alert expressions.

Chen Fan naturally kept following the footsteps of the team, but after being tempered by the "Crystal God Zhuan Guan Thought", his spiritual consciousness has reached the peak level of the golden elixir.

As his spiritual consciousness spread out a little, Chen Fan noticed that there were two parties fighting each other ten miles away from here. There were about twenty people in total, and their cultivation auras were probably building foundations, at the level of golden elixirs.

As soon as he saw that there was a battle merit to be obtained by opening the door, Chen Fan's heart moved and he took out the sledgehammer and swung it in his hand.

When the Feng Lei team approached the two groups of people fighting happily, Lin Die took the lead and took out a wind control talisman and swept it into the air, dispersing the thick fog within a kilometer nearby.

It also allowed everyone to see clearly the appearance of the two parties!

On one side were mostly body-training warriors from the Martial Alliance wearing armor and holding blades. Each of these body-training warriors were strong and full of energy and blood. On the other side were magicians wearing strange robes and holding prayer flags.

The five-element spells inspired by these magicians are very powerful, and a strange soul wave radiates from those prayer flags, suppressing the fighting of the members of the other side of the martial alliance.

After a while, Chen Fan saw clearly that two body refiners fell to the ground silently, and their three souls and seven souls were taken away by those weird prayer flags.

"It's the Quanshui Team!"

"Do it!"

He Fengnian recognized the identity of the members of the martial alliance, and roared, swinging his arms. Two cyan light waves brought up a cyan hurricane on his arm armor, and the cyan wind blades flew across the sky like a steamroller.

The roller on the plow plowed the surface of the earth, and swept towards the Qiang bone tribe's magicians with an alarming momentum.

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