Soon, Lin Fan arrived in front of the Thousand Army Camp.

Qianjun Camp was just a temporary habitat, without any complicated fortifications, but only local materials were used to build something similar to a fence with tree trunks, and a large circle was used to make a camp area.

There were eight Yuanmen strong guards at the entrance of the camp. After seeing Lin Fan, one of them walked up and bowed and asked, "Master Sun, aren't you responsible for the guards at the outpost? Why are you back?"

Lin Fan glanced left and right and whispered: "I discovered unexpectedly that I want to see Protector Zhao!"

Lin Fan's expression and tone at this moment were exactly the same as Sun Xiaowu.

So the man did not doubt that he had, and asked casually: "What did you find?"

Sun Xiaowu frowned, looked unhappy, and scolded: "I need to tell Mr. Zhao in person about such a big matter, why are you asking for something!"

"Ah, yes!"

The man was not angry, and quickly took a step away, 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 range is quite large. Many strong people in the camp are in groups and talking in a low voice.

In the center of the camp, there is a high platform with a domineering tiger-skin seat on the platform. At this moment, a strong man with a burly figure was sitting on it. A heavy sword was suspended beside the strong man, with the tip of the sword facing downwards, and a golden light was shining, which was quite extraordinary.

The strong man had his hair loose, his face was cold, and his eyes were like lightning. Although he was just sitting there quietly, his body still emitted a breath of breathtaking power that no one could ignore. When the others in the camp looked at the strong man with beard, their eyes were full of awe.

It is the chief guardian of Yuanmen, the half-step god-turning powerhouse, Zhao Qianjun.

At Zhao Qianjun's attack, there were four people sitting left and right, three men and one woman, two of whom were strong men in the Yuan Sect, and their strength was only one line away from Zhao Qianjun. They sat on the left, while the other men and one woman were the top powers of other forces, sitting on the right.

These five people are called Luo Tong, Ma Anyi, Ren Tianxing, and Li Xiangxiang, which are the top combat powers of this Thousand Army Camp.

"Senior Brother Zhao, now the total number of people in our Thousand Army camp has reached 346, including one half-step God-turned-god, two hundred and three Nascent Soul peak, and the rest is the late stage of Nascent Soul. Our power can be invincible even if we face the siege of three extraterritorial evil teams at the same time!"

On the left hand side of Zhao Qianjun, a strong man bearded said with a trembling voice.

This person is Luo Tong, and he is also the guardian of the Yuanmen.

Zhao Qianjun held his chin with his hand, nodded slowly, looked at someone beside Luo Tong, and asked, "Junior Brother Ma, is there any news about the evil demons outside the territory?"

Ma Anyi shook his head and said, "I haven't found the specific whereabouts yet, but there are already some clues. I believe that the target will be locked soon!"

"good!"

Zhao Qianjun slapped the armrest of the seat heavily, stood up, pressed the sword with both hands, and said like a loud thunder: "Junior Brother Luo, Junior Brother Ma, and Brother Ren and Miss Li, the four of you will give orders. Everyone is ready. As long as the whereabouts of the evil demons outside the domain are determined, we will set out immediately and eat them!"

"yes!"

The four of them answered in unison.

At this time, Lin Fan walked over.

"Junior Brother Sun, aren't you responsible for 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, and said, "Senior Brother Zhao! I have a major discovery and need to report to Senior Brother Zhao in person."

"oh?"

Zhao Qianjun glanced at Lin Fan suspiciously and said, "Let me tell me."

"this……"

Lin Fan looked around in a little embarrassed manner.

Zhao Qianjun could not understand what he meant, so he waved his hand and said, "Fourth, let's arrange it first, Junior Brother Sun, come with me."

Then he turned around and walked towards the other side, asking Lin Fan to follow.

The heavy sword with golden light flashed always floated beside Zhao Qianjun.

Luo Tong and the other two looked at each other without saying anything, they all dispersed to arrange preparations for attacking the evil demons outside the domain.

Soon, Zhao Qianjun led Lin Fan and left the camp and arrived at a place about two thousand meters southeast of the camp.

"Okay, Junior Brother Sun, I have something to say now."

Zhao Qianjun said lightly with his hands on his back to Lin Fan.

The heavy sword was suspended in the air next to it, emitting vague fluctuations.

He has a bit of a master's style.

Lin Fan stood behind Zhao Qianjun, looked at Zhao Qianjun, and raised his lips slightly, "Zhao Qianjun, I want to borrow the same thing from you first."

"Um?"

Zhao Qianjun asked in a bad tone: "What's it?"

Sun Xiaowu can only rank more than 30 among the Yuanmen Dharma Protectors, and Zhao Qianjun is indeed a well-deserved chief Dharma Protector, the first person under the God Transformation. The two not only have a huge difference in status, but also have a very large gap in strength. However, now Sun Xiaowu actually called out Zhao Qianjun's full name directly, and there was no respect in his tone, which made Zhao Qianjun unhappy.

Actually, he didn't know that Sun Xiaowufeng was not the Sun Xiaowu he was familiar with at all.

Lin Fan said four words lightly: "Let me borrow your life!"

“Bold!”

Zhao Qianjun was furious and turned around suddenly, and his momentum surged.

But as soon as he turned around, he had no time to do anything, he was pinched to his throat with one hand.

"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, the dead don't need to know too much."

"Hahaha, do you really think I, Zhao Qianjun, are so easy to kill?"

Zhao Qianjun suddenly calmed down and smiled, "If I hadn't deliberately revealed my flaws, how could you control me? I originally wanted to get something out of your mouth, but it seemed that you were not going to say it, but it didn't matter. When I slaughter you, there were ways to pry open your mouth!"

After saying that, Zhao Qianjun's body was revived and a burst of energy exploded.

Lin Fan let go, Zhao Qianjun jumped back and appeared on the stone more than ten meters away, staring at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan smiled faintly, "It seems that you, the chief guardian of Yuanmen, are not a pampered bag."

"It's useless to say more. I'll let you see the power of half-step transformation into God!"

Zhao Qianjun's face instantly became extremely ferocious, "Domain, condense!"

After saying that, a field formed around Zhao Qianjun instantly.

As the domain condensed, Zhao Qianjun's momentum suddenly increased. Looking at Lin Fan, he seemed to be looking at prey, and his voice was extremely cold, "Thief, in my domain, you are not surrender!"

"Haha, do you call this thing a domain?"

Lin Fan smiled disdainfully.

In the field, the enemy will be greatly restricted, and the controller of the field will be blessed. This restriction and blessing are all in many aspects, such as true qi, strength, speed, perception ability, etc. As one rises and the other falls, the gap in strength between the two sides will further widen.

Therefore, invincibility in the field is not empty talk.

However, Zhao Qianjun's so-called field is not a real field, and can only be regarded as a semi-finished product or a defective product.

Originally, Lin Fan thought that even if the so-called half-step god-turning powerhouses in Kunlun Immortal Realm did not condense their real domain, they should have at least seven or eight points. Now it seems that Lin Fangao looked at them. Zhao Qianjun's "field" is at most only two or three points in the real domain.

"Ignorance!" Zhao Qianjun snorted coldly, his eyes cold, and he shouted: "You don't know the power of the domain at all!"

"It seems that your so-called domain brings you a lot of confidence." Lin Fan looked at Zhao Qianjun calmly and said, "I just don't know what expression you will have when the domain you rely on is broken."

"Hahaha……"

Zhao Qianjun laughed out loud as if he had heard some joke.

But soon, his laughter came to an abrupt end.
Chapter completed!