Chapter: 3984

Finally, when more than 10,000 people entered it, there were only more than 30 ordinary people beside Dao Fu.

Seeing all kinds of warriors who can fly, these people were stunned, and they were also very excited about going to Kunlun Immortal World.

Daofu arched his hands to Zhang Han:

"Mr. Zhang, I will take my leave and return to Kunlun Immortal Realm. I will inform Yougu Zhangmu and tell you everything I saw, heard, and everything you ordered."

"Trouble, Senior Doffer."

Zhang Guangyou cupped his hands in return.

"Don't dare to take it, leave."

Daofu smiled and jumped into the spring with everyone around him.

Crash!

As they entered, the water surface at the spring suddenly boiled for three seconds, the energy disappeared, and calm returned.

During this process, Zhang Han's spiritual consciousness covered the entire Kunlun Mountains.

After observing, especially when the channel is opened, I finally got a conclusion:

The entire mountain range is the channel.

"All of a sudden, the world of martial arts will be empty now. Martial arts masters have once again become relatively rare warriors. Most of them seek opportunities in ancient mines. If there are no high-grade relics, they will not come out. "

Master Mu shook his head and said, "I also plan to go back to Qihe Realm to retreat and comprehend the few moves I just learned."

"Then I have to go back and study." Head Jiang laughed.

I lived in Crescent Mountain for a few days, and I asked Zhang Han to discuss it if I had nothing to do. As a result, the third time, Zhang Han was not happy to come, and directly threw out a few secret techniques.

He said that he understood it thoroughly and came over to discuss with him.

Then go back and understand now.

"Let's go."

Zhang Guangyou patted Zhang Han's shoulder:

"I will live in Xinyue Mountain from now on. I didn't teach Mengmeng martial arts two days ago. Now I have learned a lot of leg kung fu. Mengmeng learns a little fast. It seems that there is nothing to teach Mengmeng for two years. gone."

"Then reduce the frequency? Let's extend the cycle of each move."

With just one look from his father, he understood that this was the idea of ​​teaching Mengmeng to practice.

That's not okay.

Zhang Han wanted to teach himself, so he indirectly refused.

Hearing this, Zhang Guangyou patted Zhang Han's shoulder even harder:

"Really, the wings are hard."

"Forget it, teaching martial arts is also very good. Now Mengmeng and I are familiar with each other."

Speaking of Zhang Guangyou laughed: