Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1072: Another important thing, let’s go for years

"After three days!"

Zhang Fan nodded slightly. not at all does too much representation.

In fact, the real soldier Shenbing stunned again: "Donghua real person, the strength of the eight-armed demon **** is amazing, then you only need to entangle it, or temporarily lead away, that is."

He said that half of them were worried about Zhang Fan, and the other half were for the bigger picture.

If Zhang Fan is eager to fight, and accidentally falls into the hands of the eight-armed demon god, not only will the battle be eroded, they and the Qin Province real person will also be unable to continue to cooperate, then it will be a big deal.

Zhang Fan knows this too well, but he is afraid that this is the reason.

"As long as I appear in front of the eight-armed demon god, where else can he take care of others, and if he doesn't frustrate me, how can he get rid of his hatred?"

Thinking of the miserable situation of the former eight-armed demon **** under his hands, Zhang Fan felt a little bit of retribution. It will be not stopping until death three days later. The eight-armed demon **** will chase the horizon and will not let go. It is definitely not a problem of entanglement and distraction.

However, these do not need to elaborate with the real soldiers.

Thinking for a while, Zhang Fan slowly said: "There is a real **** soldier, this Zhang has a problem. There are many people in the northern states, why are they blocked by the earth's yellow dragon and the eight-armed devil in northern Xinjiang?"

If the strength of the northern states is really so unfavorable, how can they stop the northern Xinjiang for so many years?

"elder brother Zhang is unknown."

Shen Bing's face full of bitter smiles, said: "These northern aliens do not know how to be stimulated. This time they came out of the nest, and the old monsters of all ethnic groups did not stay, and all came."

"I understand."

Zhang Fan took a breath of air and suddenly came over.

Northern Xinjiang aliens have accumulated for countless years. Even if they are barren, as long as they have one iron plate, their comprehensive strength cannot be ignored.

The old monsters joined forces and did not appear on the battlefield. Needless to say, the expert in the northern states confronted or fought somewhere.

"The question is, what makes them fit together?"

"And for whatever reason, they will give up everything, and they must kill Nine Provinces?"

Zhang Fan understands in his heart that human nature is stable and stable, even if the northern border is barren, it has been used to multiplying for so many years, and it also has feelings and acts like a wreck. Not causeless.

"What the **** is that?"

He still pondered, and the Divine Soldier smiled apologetically, saying: "Brother Zhang Dao rested here for a few days, and after three days, he came to meet his brother again and went to the battlefield."

"The battle is urgent, and I will not accompany you."

After finishing, he arched his hands, and he turned around and hurried away.

Looking at the back of the real soldier of the Divine Soldier disappeared outside the circular valley, Zhang Fan only withdrew his gaze, his face thoughtful.

For a moment, he asked Feng Jiuling: "Phoenix ancestral master, where the Lingyan tribe lives, but what's so special about it?"

"You know this by then, it's a miracle!"

The face of Feng Jiuling reveals the longing, as if immersed in something.

"Uh!"

Zhang Fan nodded and asked no more.

Obviously, this circular valley must be protected enough for him to have the existence of a Nascent Soul late stage expert, ignoring the old monsters who may be constantly monitoring the situation on the battlefield.

He is here because of this reason.

"Fuck!"

"Three days later. I have my own knowledge."

The Zhang Fan spin is about to let go of these things. With a small hand of Xi Ruo, he said to Feng Jiuling and Kuanglong real person: "Phoenix ancestral master, Brother Kuanglong, the younger brother has other important things, so I won’t accompany me much. Easy."

As soon as the voice fell, he turned around and pulled Xi Ruo toward an empty stone house.

Before spiritual sense was swept away, Zhang Fan discovered that the stone house was newly built. Ten of them were specially built for him. Even if it was not the case, he was also preparing for the magpie nest.

His movements were so fast, a little red glow appeared on Xi Ruo's face, and he was pulled into the stone house by him.

"This..."

"..."

Feng Jiuling asked Cang Tian silently, turning his head to look at the real dragon, but he was also full of bitter smiles.

"Is this his other important thing?"

After a long while, Feng Jiuling shook his head and said, "It's nice to be young," and he went to find a place to rest.

It's those of the Lingyan tribe, who immediately felt that Zhang Fan was a lot more intimate, and the loud laughter of goodwill is that the thick stone wall can't be forbidden.

This is the so-called Xiaobeisheng wedding.

The red candle fainted for three days.

......

Three days later, Feng Jiuling and Kuanglong lived in front of a stone house, looks at was densely packed, and restriction, who closed the quiet room for dozens of years, the feeling of being silent and asking the sky again emerged.

"Endless."

Feng Jiuling was very depressed, and looked at the sky and said: "Those who are aliens should also be dispatched, if the real soldiers come over..."

He couldn't say anything further. Not enough to lose money.

Mad Dragon real person was also a bit speechless, but looking at the depressed look of Feng Jiuling, he laughed and said, "How about Brother Feng, how did you break restriction?"

"Why don't you do it?"

Feng Jiuling's face is black, and his neck is terrier.

"You are his elder, I am not."

Mad Dragon said slowly and reasonably, since his real body was destroyed, it is rare that he was so relaxed when he said with a smile: "If I do it, wait for Donghua to be angry, I am not his Opponent."

His weird smile is accompanied by a straight face, how strange it looks.

Feng Jiuling muttered a few words, and that's all.

He naturally knows that the real dragon is just a joke. This sea-like restriction can't even reach the door without breaking for a few days. By then, the daylily was cold.

"He will have a sense of proportion."

Speaking in this way, Feng Jiuling is obviously not very sure. The more you look back, the more guilty you look.

At this very moment, a sword that cut across the world suddenly screamed and broke into the air, along the way, tearing mist countless. Double its power.

Into the Degu Valley, the swords shattered and turned into dozens of long swords, which were fanned on the back of the coming person.

This image is not a real soldier, but who can it be?

"The alien races out of the nest, the situation is critical, and the earth yellow dragon has appeared."

Shen Bing real man no longer looks chic, shouting: "Dong Hua real man..."

He hasn't finished his words yet. Feng Jiuling and Kuanglong are just embarrassed, and the stone house is up and down. With a bang, all restriction collapsed instantly.

"Bang!"

The portal opened wide, and a clear voice came out:

"Shenbing Real Man, Feng ancestral master, and Mad Dragon Brother, please take a step first, this Zhang will come later."

"Call~"

The sound of Zhang Fan fell, and Feng Jiuling and others were all let out a long breath, relaxed.

In an instant, their look was awe-inspiring, and the aliens came out of the nest, not waiting for leisure. This battle was better than countless before.

"Donghua, you will find the time for yourself. I will wait for you first."

Feng Jiuling still has a little bit of expression before this moment, condensed like the water of the deep sea, looming undercurrent, destroying all the horror brewing.

"Go!"

The Shenbing real people also have no opinions. The three men fly in the air, and they disappear in the ring valley in an instant.

The war started, and the previous appearance was restored in the circular valley. All the adult men of the Spirit Eye Clan have entered the war. As aliens who have trusted Nine Provinces cultivation, they can’t stay out of the matter.

In the stone house, the air of tea and the look of Zhang Fan's eyebrows are looming in the water vapor, and they are not real.

Opposite him, Xi Ruo is a hand-made tea maker. His movements are unspeakable and beautiful, and he is ready for painting.

"Brother, you seem to be a bit wrong."

Holding a fragrant tea in front of Zhang Fan, Xi Ruo said softly, a faint worries, looming between the eyebrows.

"Uh."

Zhang Fan responded with a cry, sipped the fragrant tea, but did not answer in silence.

Can I hide everyone, and can I hide the person beside the pillow, his abnormal shape. After all, the eyes of Xi Ruo cannot escape.

In a few moments, Zhang Fan only said: "Xi Ruo, this is my Spirit Transformation chance, both organic and dangerous."

Xi Ruo’s hand trembles, and the tea splashes and sprinkles on the delicate bare feet, but it seems to be unconscious, but it is frowning with delicate brows, worrying: "Is it dangerous?"

Don't hear the chance, but ask about the danger. At this moment, Xi Ruo is no longer the demon girl who talks and kills, and treats blood as nothing, but just an ordinary woman with inexhaustible worry in her eyes.

"Xi Ruo, find a chance to go back to Qin Province, take good care of the old man and the little girl, and help train the disciples by the way. The muddy waters of northern Xinjiang, you don’t have to stop."

Zhang Fan sighed and stood up: "I don't know how much time I need to go here, but Xi Ruo you remember, I will definitely come back. By that time, it must be the day of Yuanshen great accomplishment!"

After all, Xi Ruo is not an ordinary woman. After taking a deep breath, he pressed down the uneasiness in his heart, and a soft voice appeared on his face, softly said: "little sister will wait for the return of the brother in Dharma Idol Sect."

As he spoke, he probed take action and held the palm of Zhang Fan.

"Always wait."

In the eyes of Zhang Fan, there was a flash of warmth, and he knew in his heart that Xi Ruo was using his own methods to strengthen his beliefs.

"Uh!"

"Take care!"

After all, I’m not used to spring and autumn~IndoMTL.com~, Zhang Fan just clenched his palms and strode toward the door.

As soon as he went out, the distant sky slammed against the sky, and faintly came, tenderness and fierceness, at this moment became a double sky.

Slightly stagnate, and immediately screamed loudly, and ran wildly, Mo Ling spread his wings and flew, one person and two demon, disappeared in the circular valley.

At the same time that the back of Zhang Fan disappeared, within the stone house, there was a deep sigh, as if enduring for a long time. Only then did it spit out, long and long.

......

"Go here for years..."

"...It should be the beauty of Liangchen, there are thousands of styles, and who do you say..."

Snowy white hands wiped on the table, the two lines of tea and tea written from the message on the table, inscribed in my heart.

In the end, there was only a faint sigh, echoing~