Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1078: 　The top 5 Spirit Transformation, rivers and rivers forever

"Master~~~"

In the mountains. A stern cry came from afar.

"I can't stand it anymore, I'm going to change, the birdie is up to you."

As I said to Zhang Fan, the last sentence was directed at Mo Ling.

On his shoulders, Mo Ling dropped his head weakly, listless, as if he had not heard anything.

The man is very anxious. At first glance, Mo Ling made up his mind to be lazy, but he hadn’t waited for him. Zhang Fan had already slapped it and said: "Hurry, that guy is here again."

When this slap comes down, the barbarian will be honest, and he will continue to run wildly, hard work, hard work, and diligence.

Zhang Fan didn't have time to manage him either, frowning and looking back.

At a distance of hundreds of feet behind, large tracts of trees were first eroded and withered. When they were like decayed trees, they were hit by giant force and shattered into pieces of wood that even slaps did not.

The tree that has been growing for hundreds of years is in front of that surging power. So fragile.

Slightly, the image of the eight-armed demon god, the eight arms with open teeth and dancing claws, jumped into the sight of Zhang Fan.

This is also among the mountains and the mountains, densely covered with layers of trees and lush foliage. If it is the northern plains, it can be seen far away even if it is ten times farther away.

Arrogant and aggressive, this is the real eight-armed demon.

Compared with what I saw this time, Zhang Fan was seen in the underground cultivation world, but it is just a kitten with a grisly appearance in vain. The tiger is in front of him.

"What is it that can hold such a powerful consciousness and power of the eight-armed demon god, and form the essence outside?"

Unconsciously, Zhang Fan remembered the problem that he couldn't remember for so little half a month.

Yes, it is far away from the northern border. Its blood is black, there is straight smoke, and the magnificent and magnificent sunset is half a month away.

In these half months, endless pursuits have continued.

Throughout the whole process, Zhang Fan seemed to feel that this eight-armed demon had a familiar breath on it, and he could not distinguish it for a while, its fleshly body, arm, magical treasure. All became reality, and the power increased geometrically, ten times more terrible than he thought.

Between heaven and earth, any Nascent Soul late stage expert, without using ancient rare treasure type supreme treasure, can spend so long and unharmed in the pursuit of the eight-armed demon god, it is enough to be proud.

However, at this time, Zhang Fan did not feel proud, but had problems that were difficult to resolve.

In the past ten days, he has rotated Manao and Mo Ling as mounts, and sometimes used his own Golden Crow Huahong to delay it until now.

Today, the energy has almost been consumed, and some trump card can not be disclosed. The more it is delayed, the more dangerous it is.

"What should I do?"

When Zhang Fan frowned and contemplative, torrent heavenly demon came violently, and the eight-armed Demon God approached again.

This process has been repeated countless times during this time, and it seems to be another chase battle.

At this critical moment, Zhang Fan finally made up his mind.

"Three days, three days at the most. If they haven't come yet, they have no choice but to take the eight hands and operate."

After thinking about it, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he stood up on the back of the barbarian, waiting for take action.

At this very moment, a strange situation suddenly appeared.

"Boom~!"

The earth trembles tremblingly, with large trees falling within a few hundred feet of the square, shrubs slanting, and grasses wilting directly, demonic qi gathers one by one, and is not terrible.

"Huh?!"

Between Zhang Fan was very surprised and surprised when he was very vigilant.

The scene of world-shaking just now was caused by the eight-armed demon **** suddenly leaping, boundless power poured into his feet, and he stopped the pace abruptly.

"This is the first time he has stopped in more than ten days, and he has problems."

A hint of enlightenment flashed in Zhang Fan's heart, spiritual sense suddenly broke out, sweeping around.

"Who?!"

"Get out ~ come ~ come ~ ~"

At the same time, the eight-armed Demon God screamed, rolling waves, as if a large invisible hand was suppressing, bending all the trees within a few tens of kilometers, and fell in one direction.

"The devil is so elegant."

"Thousands of years ago, the blood **** realm is different, do you remember Chengmou?"

A voice, suddenly emerged from the void, clearly echoed in the air, but there is a strong oppressive, pure voice alone. If the prestige of the mountains.

The sound fell, first a yellow light, and then a red, blue, gold, and blue light group, floating around, falling from the sky.

"Hoohoohuh~~~"

The gusty wind started, the mountains were whimpering, and the sky-high spirit qi gathered and gradually became five clear human figures.

"There are also Donghua real people, although it is a first sight, Chengmou is also famous for a long time."

Yang Guang Yi Ning, a long, middle-aged man with a yellow cloud in his eyebrows, looks gentle and calm, and makes him feel good at first sight.

The same person who spoke twice before and after.

The words haven't fallen yet. Around this man of Huang Yun, the other four people have condensed into a human form.

Tsing Yi is the old man, kind and eye-catching;

Golden clothes are teenagers, edge is exposed, eyes almost grow to the top of the head;

The red dress is a strong man, with his chest wide open, revealing thick chest hair. Whether it is hair or chest hair, they are all crimson flames.

The last person is a blue woman with a very gentle face. A blue robe conforms to the body with the atmosphere, and it looks more uneven and graceful.

Seeing the five of them appear one by one, even the eight-armed demon god's tyrannical fierceness, he couldn't help but pause, and didn't attack immediately, obviously quite a bit worried.

He also had to be afraid. After all, there are only three or five layers of strength, not enough to make it rampant.

The five people in front of us are all very human.

As soon as he appeared, except for the earliest middle-aged Huang Yun who was always introverted and unable to see the truth and reality, the other four people had layers of ripples around their bodies, which spread out inadequately, as if the space was all They can't bear the pressure of themselves.

Their breath is so powerful that it even outperforms the people like Zhun Jiuxiao, Feng Jiuling, etc., who are often contacted by Zhang Fan. Only the corpse abandoning the Taoist like expert can crush them.

——Spirit Transformation Daojun!

These five people are undoubtedly Spirit Transformation Daojun. Although Huang Yun’s middle-aged man did not expose his breath, from the perspective of the other four people’s faintly heading, he is the tenth strongest of the five. .

This kind of strength, just put it at the door of Dharma Idol Sect, is enough to make Zhuo Jiuxiao nervous for a while, as if there is no Zhang Fan with Cosmic Orbit of the Stars Chart in hand?

What surprised the eight-armed demon gods and the five Spirit Transformation Daojun is that Zhang Fan is not only not surprised, but let out a long breath, it seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be saying to the other party:

"You are finally here."

"Well, you know we are coming?" Middle-aged Huang Yun was surprised first, and then he laughed. "Haha, Chengmou understands, it must be the blood god, Jiuyou and others who should not say what they should say." I told you, I guess right?"

From the beginning to the end, all smiles, but the murderous gas implicit in this person's words can't be concealed.

This is bad, it's obvious.

"Whether it is right or wrong, what does it matter?"

"this Zhang is just curious, Ping Bai is waiting for you for many days in sect. Why did he refuse to come home, and the master waits for a long time, is it not a guest?"

The look of Zhang Fan is very indifferent, but there is irony in the tone that cannot be concealed, and it is almost clear that they are bravery-free.

While speaking, he swelled all over the body and gradually faded away. edge converged and slowly became round and restrained, like green plants growing on the ash ground after the burning flame burned.

As soon as Zhang Fan's words fell into my ears, the faces of the five Spirit Transformation Daojun were a bit wrong.

This is in front of a monk scolding a bald donkey. Could they still admit that Zhang Fan had Cosmic Orbit of the Stars Chart in hand at that time, dare they come to the door?

Huang Yun's middle-aged man's face flashed blue, but his anger was converged, and he said in a tribute: "Good Divine Skill!"

The breath changed, he easily grasped the breath of the innate Otsuki essence gas, and then judged the depth of the innate Otsuki craftsmanship of cultivation by Zhang Fan.

This method alone is unusual.

The rest of the people waited, but they didn’t have such a good manners. The red-haired man with chest hair screamed out immediately: "Child Zhang Fan, do you still want take action in front of us?"

"The frog at the bottom of the well, I don’t know how thick it is."

This time Zhang Fan didn’t even bother to hum, and glanced at random, then regarded this person as air.

"Jianghe Wangu, this person is the deity's need, don't crush his corpse into the abdomen, divine soul immortality imprisonment torture, it is difficult to solve the hate of the deity's heart!"

"Cheng Ganfeng, do you have to fight with this deity?"

The voice of the eight-armed demon god, when it arrived, was like a thundering thunder, rushing across the heads of everyone, and the eardrum was hurt, and he was about to pierce.

"The rivers and rivers last forever!"

Zhang Fan secretly noted: "The eight-armed Demon God only puts this person in his eyes, and the other four Spirit Transformation Daojun do not seem to exist in his eyes. It seems that this method of becoming a dry wind is far more than peers. Not to be underestimated."

"There is a life above, and Cheng Mou is also ordered to act, and the devil is not embarrassed to be down."

Cheng Ganfeng responded lightly, and immediately seemed to regard the eight-armed demon as a non-existent one~IndoMTL.com~ The yellow cloud flashed at the heart of the eyebrows, the thick earth force, and an inexplicable rush The force instantly reverberates within a few miles of the circle, as if the entire area fell into another space.

"Donghua real people, just tie your hands, there is still a way of life."

Cheng Ganfeng seemed to be afraid of night long dreams, and he waved his hand while speaking.

Gold, blue, and red, four people who came with them, responded to each other, and each played a role, simultaneously take action.

The eight-armed Demon God seems to have distracted himself from the fact that "there is life above" in Chengganfeng's mouth. Although he also quickly take action, it was a little slow.

Four Spirit Transformation Daojun, an archaic demon god, facing the Zhang Fan take action in addition to the eye-catching rivers and winds that have become dry forever.

In an instant, the color of the world changes, the translocation of heaven and earth, and the trance, Zhang Fan has a strange feeling that heaven and earth are enemies and loneliness in the universe.

The vast world is hostile; the world is so big that it can’t hold it.

This is Spirit Transformation means!