"Go to the teleportation array.x" Du Fan was nervous and didn't want to stay for a moment. Even without Ren Ziwen, Chen Ru and others, Jiuzhou Great 6, the ghost girl, Ye Feng, Qixia Sect, the Seven-Star Business Alliance, and those people and things he cared about, in addition, he would personally investigate the place where Ren Ziwen was doing the experiment.

"Du Fan, let me go with you." Xueying shouted loudly.

"Stay here and practice well. If you find Ru'er, we will pick you up together. If you can't find it, I... will come to see you." After that, Du Fan's body was like the wind and he disappeared in an instant.

Xueying cried and shouted, Du Fan was already in vain.

...

In Wanzhou, in a dense forest, the space is rippling and Du Fan teleports out.

This is a one-way teleportation array, one end is fixed in the Dark Forest Thousand-Tailed Fox Clan's heavy area, and the other end is randomly located in the western part of Wanzhou. It can only transmit one approximate number, which cannot be accurate, and the maximum deviation can reach millions of miles. However, these are not a problem for Du Fan.

As soon as he walked out of the dense forest, two groups of monks fought life and death within Du Fan's spiritual consciousness.

Since the highest level of the war team is only in the early stage of foundation building, the battle scene is not very earth-shaking, but the degree of tragic is not inferior. Hundreds of people fight together, spells roar, magic soldiers interlaced, and shouted and killed the sky. Every moment there were screams, one corpse after another fell in pools of blood, broken limbs, broken arms, shattered heads, gushing brains, shattered hearts... can be seen everywhere, and it is terrible.

Du Fan did not deliberately stop him and took a slow step because these people had nothing to do with him.

When he approached, the melee had ended and the results were tragic. One side was wiped out, and more than ten people remained on the other side, each of whom was injured, with a disheveled head, pale and exhausted. Among them were those with incomplete limbs and blood holes penetrated the chest. The wounds were shocking and made people's scalp numb.

When they saw someone coming, the remaining cultivators were shocked. A fierce light flashed in their eyes, ready to fight to the death at any time. However, when their divine thoughts swept over, they smiled miserably, immediately gave up resistance, and could no longer have the intention of fighting.

Du Fan gave them the feeling of being like a sea and unfathomable. At least he was a powerful golden elixir. How could he compete with it?

"Please give me some fun, don't torture us." The early stage monk of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator was a white old man. He lost one arm, covered in blood, and his face was ashes. In addition to the fear of facing death, there seemed to be an unspeakable relief in his eyes.

Du Fan frowned and said, "Who are you? Why are you fighting here?"

"Senior, you..." The foundation-building monk was stunned and showed a look of doubt.

"Reply to the truth and spare you all the time." Du Fan spoke indifferently.

...

A quarter of an hour later, Du Fan left, and with his identity and character, he would not make things difficult for the other party.

It turns out that these monks came from a small sect and had a long-term cooperative relationship with the Seven Stars Merchant Alliance. In addition to practicing, the disciples of the sect will also plant some spiritual herbs and regularly organize a team of monks to enter the dark forest to hunt low-level monsters to trade with the Seven Star Alliance in this area. The Seven Star Alliance will also provide convenience to a certain extent.

To put it bluntly, this sect is one of the many forces secretly supported by the local Seven Star Alliance. For one, it is a great luck to be involved in the Seven Star Business Alliance, but now it has become the root of endless doom.

Decades ago, I couldn't tell the reason, a war suddenly broke out, and the war swept across Wanzhou with a tsunami. Even the powerful Seven Stars Merchant Alliance was not spared. They encountered many sieges and gradually became the target of public criticism. Countless powerful people came and all the alliances fell one after another. Those forces that depended on the Seven Stars Merchant Alliance also suffered, and the family destruction was often absent.

The cultivation world is unprecedentedly turbulent, not only the Seven-Star Business Alliance, the large and small sects, the cultivation families, major underground forces, hermit cultivators, etc., all participated. Unexpected disasters fell from the sky, the setting sun was as blood as the corpse floating thousands of miles. Every day, powerful people fell, and inheritances were annihilated. Everyone was red in their eyes, but the most terrifying thing was that they didn't know why they fought.

Du Fan only received this news. The other party had limited cultivation and a humble identity, so it was impossible to get a glimpse of the truth behind the war.

"Where is the nearest Seven-Star League?" Du Fan asked.

"Not far away, it's just two thousand miles away in Songcheng, but there is already a dead city, and the Seven Star Alliance has fallen. We are fleeing all the way from Songcheng." The old man was very injured, his body was trembling, but he answered respectfully.

"Among the dozens of nearby countries, there is a Seven-Star Alliance that has not yet fallen?" Du Fan asked again.

"I heard that in Changguo, there were several army of monks who were directly attacking the imperial city, and the target was the Seven-Star Alliance stationed in the imperial city. However, this was news a week ago. It is hard to predict what the war is going on now."

"Tell me the approximate location."

"Northeast direction, eighty thousand miles." The old man said, taking out a somewhat broken map jade slip and put it on.

Du Fan took the jade slip, looked over the divine thoughts, reached out to point out a direction, and said to the old man: "Enter the dense forest ahead and walked westward. There is a valley with an average environment, but the value is that it is remote and rarely visited. You can hide there for a while, don't come out in a short period of time."

"Thank you for your advice, senior, I will never forget you." The old man thanked me.

...

After less than half a cup of tea, Du Fan traveled through the void and appeared in the Changguo Imperial City.

The capital of a country that was once extremely glorious is now ruined with corpses everywhere. The former towering imperial palace collapsed in the dust, the streets and alleys, and various buildings have disappeared. There are crushed rubble and corpses falling in pools of blood. There are mortals and cultivators. No matter who they were alive, they were all the same miserable and stiff after death.

In the huge imperial city, only a pavilion stands standing, and is covered by a layer of water-blue magic array light curtain, which is particularly eye-catching among the devastated gravel.

Through the light curtain, you can vaguely see the plaque on the attic gate with four big words "Seven Stars Business Alliance".

Around the attic, many monks surrounded here, with three or four hundred people, who were attacking the light curtain of the magic circle with all their might. Among these people, there were many powerful golden elixirs, and their magical powers and magic weapons kept roaring, thundering the sky for a moment, and the light soared into the sky, dazzling and dazzling.

Compared with the hundreds of people besieging this place, the number of people in the light curtain was pitifully small, with less than twenty people. Except for the two foundation-building old men, the rest were all Qi-refining cultivators. They sat cross-legged with pale faces, and they shot out one after another to maintain the operation of the magic circle.

Obviously, the strength of the two sides is too different.
Chapter completed!