No matter what the reason was, the An Family was already a thing of the past in his heart.
"As long as your people don't take action, Miss, I will take care of the rest."
Miss Fang took a deep look at Zhuo Yifan and said, "Although it is inappropriate to pry into the secrets of your allies, I still want to know where your confidence comes from?"
Zhuo Yifan said helplessly: "I really can't tell you this at the moment, but no matter how awesome An's family is, I will fight him to the death this time."
"Where is the Yin family?" Miss Fang's beautiful eyes flashed with a smile: "It seems that many Yin family masters have fallen into your hands this time. They must hate you very much."
Zhuo Yifan said: "If the Yin family doesn't come, don't blame me for being rude if you dare to interfere without permission. Maybe from now on there will only be seven major families in the demon world."
Miss Fang looked at Zhuo Yifan in surprise. She really wanted to know why Zhuo Yifan said this.
You must know that the eight major families are not considered to be forces in the upper realm. In the lower realm alone, they are full of masters, and their influence spreads throughout the entire demon world and the human world.
If the big families were so easy to destroy, there would not always be only eight big families in the history of the demon world.
I don’t know how many ambitious circles and small families want to rise up and replace them, but for so many years, no one has succeeded.
Zhuo Yifan was so confident that Miss Fang really wanted to open his head and see how many secrets this boy had hidden.
If Zhuo Yifan didn't tell her, there was nothing she could do.
At this moment, everyone has arrived in front of the formation.
Murong Tiecheng threw the two Ouyang brothers away excitedly, and shouted from afar: "Master Zhuo is indeed a lucky man, and he has recovered so quickly. As long as Master is here, the formation will be broken."
Seeing this old man suddenly so enthusiastic, Zhuo Yifan was really not used to it.
Originally he didn't have a good impression of people from the Eight Great Families, especially the cold and arrogant Murong Tiecheng, but now when he saw him trembling and rushing towards him excitedly, as if a fan had seen his idol, his heart softened a little.
"Master Murong, you are too polite. I can't do anything in my current state."
"Master, you are really embarrassing me. Please don't call me that. Just call me Tiecheng." Murong Tiecheng said with a bitter face.
The glasses beside him suddenly fell to the ground.
"Master Murong actually calls himself a junior, how is this possible?"
"Master Murong is one of the top three formation masters in the demon world, yet he treats a young human being as his disciple. This is really subversive."
"It's unbelievable that this crippled human race is so awesome!"
All of a sudden, these monks who were familiar with Zhuo Yifan or not started talking one after another.
Miss Fang said with concern: "Master Murong, do you see anything?"
Murong Tiecheng looked at Zhuo Yifan with blazing eyes and said, "Master, what do you think of this formation?"
"The magic circle arranged by Dongfang Liang contains not only the rules of time and space, but also contains phantom arrays and poison arrays. Wind, fire, and water gather together. Once you step into it, you will definitely die."
Although Zhuo Yifan could not use the power of his mind to detect it carefully, the changes in the array gave him a sense of familiarity.
There is only one kind of power that can create that fog, and that is the Source Power Formation.
The terrifying flames coming out of it are not the fire of nothingness, nor the fire of hell, but a kind of netherworld fire, which is somewhat similar to the fire of hell. It is cold and has powerful destructive power.
It can silently burn people's souls, turning a person into an idiot in an instant.
There are also some strange magic circles hidden within that cannot be seen with the eyes alone.
It can be seen that Dongfang Liang stayed here for a long time and really put in a lot of effort.
Looking at it this way, Miss Fang is probably telling the truth.
In order to spare time to make Murong Xiaoqian more perfect, Dongfang Liang really took great pains.
However, Zhuo Yifan knew that the person Dongfang Liang was actually guarding against was not Miss Fang, but Master Kongwu.
The followers of Kongwu have disappeared since they entered this place, and no one knows what they did.
There are still tens of thousands of ghosts and about 300 Yuan clan warriors left, which is definitely a force that cannot be underestimated, especially under the command of Kūgo.
However, he did not expect that Miss Fang would dare to pursue her despite losing her troops.
Miss Fang obviously misunderstood, but at this moment, Zhuo Yifan knew that even if he told it, Miss Fang probably wouldn't believe it.
Looking at this large formation, Zhuo Yifan sighed helplessly and said: "This formation may seem simple, but it is very terrifying. Any creature that enters will be swallowed up. Except for Dongfang Liang, almost no one can solve it."
Murong Tiecheng said in surprise: "Master, can't you solve it too?"
"This... is difficult." Zhuo Yifan said in embarrassment.
Miss Fang rolled her eyes and said, "If Brother Zhuo wants to use this to pay for my life-saving grace, I won't agree."
Zhuo Yifan chuckled and said: "The eldest lady is joking. Although this formation is mysterious and difficult to understand, it has not reached the point of extinction. Dongfang Liang's biggest mistake is that he should not use a large amount of essence and blood power. This power contains
If you inhale too much anger, it will form inner demons in your body."
Of course, Dongfang Liang really underestimated Master Kongwu. These hostility and resentment could not really threaten Kongwu.
Miss Fang's eyes lit up: "I wonder what Brother Zhuo has in mind?"
Zhuo Yifan said: "It's not a clever plan, it's just a helpless plan, which is to throw me in the direction I confirmed."
Miss Fang said in surprise: "What do you mean? You are seriously injured now, how can you enter the formation?"
Zhuo Yifan said calmly: "Believe me, it's okay. As long as the location is correct, I will definitely be able to complete the task. However, you must tie my waist with a rope and follow my orders to pull me out."
"Isn't this... too risky?" Miss Fang asked worriedly: "Didn't you say whoever goes in will die? How can you be Dongfang Liang's opponent like you are now?"
Zhuo Yifan felt helpless, there was nothing he could do about it.
The Devil's Heart was temporarily suspended, and he could only rely on his own consciousness. Although it was a bit risky, there was nothing he could do.
Looking at Murong Tiecheng, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but feel a little funny. The old man looked at him with admiration, like a primary school student.
This and the first meeting are completely two extremes.
"Master Zhuo, don't worry. The disciple will be responsible for throwing. It will be absolutely foolproof." Murong Tiecheng assured him, patting his chest.
"Master Murong, you are too polite. You and I can just talk about being friends as equals. There is no need to be so formal."
"That's not possible, Master. Please be ready, I'm about to take action."
What Murong Tiecheng used was a rope provided by the second elder. It looked like it was not an ordinary thing, so at least there was no need to worry about it breaking.
Zhuo Yifan nodded, and Murong Tiecheng violently threw Zhuo Yifan out according to the direction pointed by Zhuo Yifan, landing accurately at the predetermined position.