Soon, Lin Fan arrived in front of the Qianjun camp.
The Qianjun camp was just a temporary habitat. There were no complicated fortifications. They just used local materials and built something like a fence with tree trunks. A large circle was formed, which was the scope of the camp.
There were eight Yuanmen strongmen guarding the entrance to the camp. After seeing Lin Fan, one of them came forward, saluted and asked: "Guardian Sun, aren't you responsible for guarding at the outpost? Why are you back?"
Lin Fan looked around and whispered: "I made an unexpected discovery and want to see Protector Zhao!"
Lin Fan's expression and tone when he spoke at this moment were exactly the same as Sun Xiaowu's.
So the man did not doubt that he was there and asked casually: "What did you find?"
Sun Xiaowu frowned, showing displeasure, and scolded: "For such a big matter, I need to tell Protector Zhao face to face, what are you asking about!"
"Ah, yes!"
The man wasn't angry at all, he quickly stepped aside, bowed and said, "Please, Protector Sun."
"snort!"
Lin Fan snorted coldly and walked into the camp with his hands behind his back.
This is a camp with more than 300 people, and the area is quite large. Many powerful people in the camp are in groups, talking quietly.
In the center of the camp, there is a high platform. There is a domineering tiger leather seat on the high platform. At this moment, a burly man is sitting on it. A heavy sword is suspended next to the strong man. The tip of the sword is
Facing downwards, it shines with golden light, which is quite extraordinary.
The strong man had disheveled hair, a stern face, and eyes like lightning. Although he was just sitting there quietly, he still exuded a breathtaking and powerful aura that no one could ignore. Others in the camp saw
When he looked at the strong bearded man, his eyes were full of awe.
It is none other than the chief protector of the Yuan Sect, a powerful half-step god-turned-god, Zhao Qianjun.
Under Zhao Qianjun's command, there were four people sitting on the left and right, three men and one woman. Two of the men were strong men from the Yuan sect, and their strength was only a sliver away from Zhao Qianjun. They were sitting on the left, and the other men and women were sitting on the left.
He is the top powerhouse of other forces, sitting on the right.
These five people, named Luo Tong, Ma Anyi, Ren Tianxing, and Li Xiangxiang, are the top combat power of this thousand-army camp.
"Senior Brother Zhao, now the total number of people in our Qianjun camp has reached 346, including one person who is half-step into the gods, 213 people who are at the peak of Yuanying, and the rest are in the late stage of Yuanying. Our strength,
Even if we face the siege of three teams of extraterrestrial demons at the same time, we can remain invincible!"
To the left of Zhao Qianjun, a strong man with a beard said loudly.
This person is Luo Tong, who is also the protector of Yuanmen.
Zhao Qianjun held his chin in his hand, nodded slowly, looked at the person next to Luo Tong, and asked: "Junior Brother Ma, is there any news about evil spirits from outside the territory?"
Ma Anyi shook his head and said: "We haven't grasped the specific whereabouts yet, but we already have some clues. I believe we will be able to lock the target soon!"
"good!"
Zhao Qianjun patted the armrest of the seat heavily, stood up, pressed his sword with both hands, and said in a thunderous voice: "Junior Brother Luo, Junior Brother Ma, Brother Ren, and Miss Li, please go down and everyone be prepared.
As soon as we determine the whereabouts of the evil spirits outside the territory, we will set out immediately to eat them!"
"yes!"
The four of them shouted in unison.
At this time, Lin Fan came over.
"Junior Brother Sun, aren't you in charge of the outpost outside? Why are you back?" Luo Tong looked at Lin Fan, frowned, and asked.
Lin Fan ignored him, but looked up at Zhao Qianjun, fisted his fist, and said, "Senior Brother Zhao! I have made an important discovery and need to report it to Senior Brother Zhao in person."
"oh?"
Zhao Qianjun glanced at Lin Fan suspiciously and said, "Tell me about it."
"this……"
Lin Fan looked around awkwardly.
Zhao Qianjun didn't understand what he meant, so he waved his hand and said: "The four of you go make arrangements first. Junior Brother Sun, you come with me."
Then he turned around and walked to the other side, beckoning Lin Fan to follow him.
The heavy sword shining with golden light was always floating beside Zhao Qianjun.
The four of them, Luo Tong, looked at each other, said nothing, and dispersed to make preparations for attacking the evil spirits outside the territory.
Soon, Zhao Qianjun led Lin Fan out of the camp and arrived at a place about two thousand meters southeast of the camp.
"Okay, Junior Brother Sun, if you have anything to say, you can tell me now."
Zhao Qianjun put his hands behind his back, turned his back to Lin Fan, and said calmly.
The heavy sword was suspended in the air next to it, emitting faint fluctuations.
He does have a bit of an expert demeanor.
Lin Fan stood behind Zhao Qianjun, looked at Zhao Qianjun, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Zhao Qianjun, I want to borrow something from you first."
"Um?"
Zhao Qianjun asked in a bad tone: "What is it?"
Sun Xiaowu can only be ranked among the thirty or so guardians of Yuanmen, and Zhao Qianjun is indeed the chief guardian and the first person under the transformation of gods. Not only is the status of the two very different, but the gap in strength is also very large, but now
Sun Xiaowu actually called out Zhao Qianjun's full name without any respect in his tone, which made Zhao Qianjun feel unhappy.
In fact, how did he know that this Sun Xiaowufeng was not the Sun Xiaowu he was familiar with at all.
Lin Fan calmly uttered four words: "I will lend you your life!"
"Be bold!"
Zhao Qianjun was furious and turned around suddenly, his momentum rising sharply.
But as soon as he turned around, before he could do anything, a hand grabbed his throat tightly.
"You!" Zhao Qianjun's pupils tightened and he looked at Lin Fan in disbelief, "You are not Junior Brother Sun! Who are you!?"
Lin Fan chuckled and said: "Haha, dead people don't need to know too much."
"Hahaha, do you really think that I, Zhao Qianjun, am so easy to kill?"
Zhao Qianjun suddenly calmed down and said with a smile: "If I hadn't deliberately exposed my flaws, how could you have controlled me? I originally wanted to get something out of you, but it seems you are not ready to say it anymore, but that is not important, wait.
If I destroy you, I will find ways to pry your mouth open!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Qianjun's body shook, and a burst of energy exploded.
Lin Fan let go, and Zhao Qianjun jumped back and appeared on a rock more than ten meters away, staring at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan smiled lightly, "It seems that you, the chief protector of the Yuan Sect, are no longer a loser."
"It's no use talking more, thief, let me show you the power of becoming a god in half a step!"
Zhao Qianjun's expression instantly became extremely ferocious, "Field, condense!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a field instantly formed around Zhao Qianjun.
The domain was condensed, and Zhao Qianjun's momentum suddenly increased. He looked at Lin Fan as if he were looking at prey, and his voice was extremely cold, "Thief, in my domain, you can't catch me without mercy!"
"Haha, you call this thing a domain?"
Lin Fan smiled disdainfully.
In the domain, the enemies will be greatly restricted, and the controller of the domain will be blessed. This restriction and blessing are multi-faceted, such as true energy, strength, speed, perception ability, etc., one waxes and wanes, the other waxes and wanes.
Under this situation, the strength gap between the two sides will further widen.
So saying he is invincible in the field is not just empty talk.
It's just that Zhao Qianjun's so-called field is not a real field and can only be regarded as semi-finished products or defective products.
Originally, Lin Fan thought that even if these so-called half-step gods in Kunlun Immortal Realm could not condense the real realm, they should at least have a 70-80% resemblance. Now it seems that Lin Fan looks up to them. Zhao Qianjun's
"Field" is at most only two or three points of the level of a real field.
"Ignorance!" Zhao Qianjun snorted, his eyes turned cold, and he shouted: "You have no idea how powerful the domain is!"
"It seems that your so-called field has given you a lot of confidence." Lin Fan looked at Zhao Qianjun calmly and said, "I just don't know what your expression will be like when the field you rely on is broken.
"
"Hahaha……"
Zhao Qianjun laughed loudly as if he had heard a joke.
But soon, his laughter stopped abruptly.
His expression was frozen and his eyes were frightened, as if he had seen something that frightened him.