This beam of white light has strong penetrating power.

Shining in the thick fog, a wide light channel was faintly guided.

"This is it." Qin Fan looked at the light path created by this beam of white light in the thick fog, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart was so full of surprise that he did not expect the broken pottery given by this old liar.

The can really appears as a guide!

Although I don't know where this light is leading.

"Is this the so-called guidance from God? Who is that old liar?" Qin Fan looked at this passage of light and frowned again. He still remembered that the old liar was talking nonsense and mentioned

There is something hidden in this Nine Dragons Valley that concerns everyone in the world.

And what the old liar said about "divine guidance" actually had something in mind.

"God's guidance, is this old liar really someone from the Zhenwu God? Or was he sent by the Zhenwu Temple?" Qin Fan couldn't help but secretly thought, regarding the mysterious and powerful Zhenwu God, he has until now

, I have never seen him face to face.

However, he could vaguely deduce from his conversations with the beast god's clone and the thunder god's remnant that this true martial god probably wanted to use himself to help him clean up the group of rebels.

As for his final fate, Qin Fan still has no idea about Mou Zhong.

But what is certain is that he is indeed just a chess piece now, and may have fallen into the chessboard of the True Martial God. And the so-called God's guidance is that the True Martial God gently raised his hand to kill him.

The chess piece takes another step forward.

"From various indications, it seems that the true Martial God is interested in my potential, but after all, I am only in the realm of Martial Lord now, and the abilities I can display are not enough at all, or in other words, not enough to be the butcher knife of the god.

So, this time the true Martial God wants to help me get that demon seed?" Qin Fan gradually understood in his heart.

Maybe it's because his strength is not enough yet, so Zhenwu Shen is arranging some secret games to help him grow.

He estimated that the old liar was probably from the Zhenwu Temple, who had received instructions from the Zhenwu God, and then came to help him.

"In this case, I am disrespectful.

"Qin Fan felt a little gloomy, but his expression didn't change much. He just hesitated and walked directly in the direction of the light emitted by the pottery pot.

He is very clear about his current position. No matter what the True Martial God intends, he is temporarily unable to resist, so for the time being, he can only follow the latter's arrangements.

Moreover, if he wants to get rid of his fate, he must eventually improve his strength. The stronger the strength he has, the more confident he will be to get rid of his identity as a chess piece. At least he must ensure that he will not be so fast.

Become an abandoned chess player.

Only when you are alive can you have a chance to turn over.

He had a vague feeling in his heart that this True Martial God was playing a big game of chess, and there should be more than just himself as a chess piece. Perhaps he was already competing with some people without knowing it.

At the same time, he also knows that since this True Martial God has put so much thought into helping him, he should still have some status in his eyes for the time being. He must seize this opportunity to quickly improve his strength in order to maintain his value.

.

Once it loses its value, with just a wave of your hand in front of those superior beings, you will become an abandoned chess piece that will never be recovered.

When he was in Zhenwu Holy Land, those saints also said that the Qin family in Qianjing was a test for him. If he passed the test, he could contribute to Zhenwu God. If he failed... those saints He didn't say it. But in fact, it goes without saying that the Holy Lord of Daqian Kingdom helped him make a life-and-death agreement with the Qin family of Qianjing, and the outcome was already planned.

"I can't lose! I must not lose!" Qin Fan walked slowly in the light channel at this time. His back was stretched very long, a little lonely. A little lonely, but he looked very determined!

He has always kept the battle that he had promised for five years in his heart.

Originally it was just a life and death game between his two families, the Nanfeng Qin family and the Qianjing Qin family, but now it seems that that battle is also the key to determining his fate! It is a test, a test, and all the gods are paying attention. As for his battle, if he cannot give a satisfactory answer, then even if he is lucky enough to escape at the hands of the Qin family in Qianjing, I believe he will not be able to escape.

"I'm not convinced!" Qin Fan's hands were clenched tightly, his eyes were filled with unwillingness and stubbornness, and his heart was roaring unyieldingly: "One day, I must control my own destiny. Even if you are the gods, I will fight you!"

After Qin Fan came to this land on Wutian Continent, he made a big vow that he must control his own destiny in this life! He really didn't like the feeling of having everything under the control of others, and he was not willing to be a chess piece forever!

He is not willing to be inferior to others! He is not willing to be inferior to God either!

However, despite all the thoughts in his mind, Qin Fan's face remained calm and he just continued to walk slowly on the avenue of stars that seemed to be "guided by God".

The light from the clay pot shone on him, but it still penetrated through. The light path was not affected at all, and he was still able to walk in this direction all the way to the depths of the smoke.

I don’t know how long I have been walking, and I don’t know how far this white beam of light can extend, and where it will eventually arrive.

Qin Fan has never relaxed his vigilance. He has been paying close attention to his surroundings, but it is still the same as before. The smoke around him has not changed much. However, he has faintly felt some smoke in the distance a few times. There was a wave of Yuanli, and it was estimated that there might be a strong martial artist moving forward among them.

After all, those powerful martial saints have a higher realm and understanding of the way of heaven than he does, so they might be able to find other ways to pass.

From the moment he entered the Nine Dragons Valley, from the super beast herd in the first level, to the Miwu Nei Valley now, Qin Fan felt that he was faintly eliminating the weak ones who were relatively weak, and wanted to select the truly strong ones. Only then can you enter the Kowloon Tower.

Originally, Qin Fan was also one of those who was not strong enough, but he was much more special than the average Martial Lord, and at the critical moment, this broken clay pot showed him the way.

"Now even the True Martial God is so obviously helping me. If I still can't get the fourth demon seed like this, my value will be greatly reduced." Qin Fan thought again, but the True Martial God's The help is limited, and he has to rely on himself in the end.

But even so, he would still feel a lot of pressure as a mere sixth-level Martial Lord competing for treasures with a group of super powerful Martial Saints including Jin Yuan Martial Saint, who was known as the number one Martial Saint in Wutian Continent.

As they walked, Qin Fanlou suddenly felt inspired and raised his head suddenly.

Here, the smoke has obviously become much thinner, and he can vaguely see the magnificent Nine Dragons Tower again! Standing under this towering tower, it is even more shocking.

I just feel the insignificance of human beings.

"But this seems to be behind the Nine Dragons Tower?" After walking a little further, Qin Fan took a closer look and found that the giant tower in front of him was not the front, and the entrance could not be seen at all, which made him startled.

The light emitted from the clay pot stopped when it came here, and Qin Fan also walked out of the smoke formation in the inner valley and came to the foot of the Nine Dragon Tower.

Then he looked back and found that the light emitted by the clay pot began to slowly fade away. It seemed that the so-called "God's instruction" had officially ended.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

But at the next moment, there was a sudden sound of something rolling. Qin Fan looked up and found that the clay pot given by the "old liar" had automatically rolled to him at this time!

"This" Qin Fan was very surprised, and then he bent down and picked up the pottery pot again. But at a glance, he seemed surprised again, because he found that the black and gray broken pottery pot had

, the crack that gave off light disappeared again!

The clay pot returned to its unattractive but intact appearance.

Seeing this strange situation, Qin Fan couldn't help but frown again. It was obvious that there must be other mysteries in this pottery pot, but it was probably hiding some connection with the True Martial God.

However, he had no idea how to start. He observed for a long time and couldn't find any abnormalities at all. The pot even appeared to be very smooth, with no trace of cracking at all.

After knocking it a few times, there was still a crisp echo, showing the extraordinary hardness of this clay pot.

He used the same force as before and slammed it hard against the ground again, but this time, even the cracks could not appear again! He had the strength to break even Wu Zun's body into several pieces, but he could no longer hit this Tao.

The can causes little damage.

After searching for a while, he still found nothing, so Qin Fan had no choice but to put the pottery pot into the storage ring again.

After all, this thing may have some connection with Zhenwu God or Zhenwu Temple. Maybe he will use this thing again after entering the Nine Dragons Tower, so he is not willing to throw it away like this.

Then Qin Fan looked at the smooth and hard wall of the Kowloon Tower in front of him. There was a gap only if the wall was very high.

Moreover, he has tested that within the scope of the Nine Dragon Tower, it is impossible to directly use the wings of the Suzaku to fly up. If he guessed correctly, even the strong Martial Saint should not be able to fly up in the air, and can only fly up one layer at a time.

Climb upward.

Then Qin Fan took a step forward and tried to touch the wall with his hand.

"Boom!"

A narrow passage appeared in front of you.
Chapter completed!