Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1095: contention, a sudden rise
"Who is he?"
There were still some restless scenes. After a moment of silence, most of the eyes were condensed on the ring where Zhang Fan was located. The voice of whispering inquiry almost merged into a torrent.
No one knows who Zhang Fan is.
All they know is that this person with golden flame wings is so powerful that he didn’t even lift his hand, and he was shocked to suppress a expert peak of Core Formation.
In fact, it's not just the deterrence and suppression. The white-haired old man in the game really understands what kind of terror he is facing.
"You...you..."
The white-haired old man’s face rose red, his heart was beating very fast, and he might jump out of his chest at any time and fall to the ground.
The real horror is at his dantian.
Almost at the same time as he asked aloud, Zhang Fan glanced casually.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the white-haired old man only felt that the whole world had collapsed in an instant, with only those eyes, and his cold eyes became eternal.
"crack～crack～～"
The sound is only heard by the white-haired elderly, and it comes from the body, with dantian as its source.
Trance. He seemed to see a series of fine cracks spreading on the Golden Core of his bitter cultivation, as if covered by a cobweb.
"As long as he wants, my Golden Core may be broken at any time!"
Suddenly, an enlightenment surged into my heart, and the white-haired old man burst into tears.
As soon as the Golden Core broke, the cultivation base was put into water for hundreds of years, and it was trampled into the quagmire.
Under the panic, the white-haired old man had long ignored the dignity and identity, and almost screamed: "I admit defeat..."
The voice of confession has just been exported. The white-haired old man suddenly felt an invisible force go away. The powerful oppression may crush the horror of Golden Core at any time and suddenly go away.
"Hoo~~"
Slightly bowing, gasping for breath, the dripping cold sweat merged into a puddle at the foot, and the white-haired old man's gaze looked differently at Zhang Fan.
What kind of horror is this?
The white-haired old man thought that he could face Nascent Soul real person, even if he was not an opponent, he could escape, but in the moment just before, all his pride shattered.
It's just a look, a breath, just like a giant hand holding his Golden Core, it may be crushed at any time. In front of such an existence, what pride is there?
"I admit defeat!"
"Thank you for your mercy!"
The white-haired old man took a deep breath. With a deep bow, only then did he resolutely turn away, walked down the platform quickly, and disappeared in the crowd in an instant.
Even when he left last, he didn’t understand: "Nascent Soul real person? Or..."
In any case, he did not believe that it would be a Core Formation cultivator that brought him such fear.
Although the strength of Zhang Fan is now on the bright side, it is indeed the pinnacle of Core Formation.
Except for the white-haired old man, outsiders cannot understand what happened in that moment, but one thing is clear...
"Very strong!"
"Very strong, cannot be beaten!"
"Who is this person?"
Originally, I was holding the audience expert who was thinking about taking a place, and made the same action while shouting in my heart.
First they stared deeply at the ring where Zhang Fan was located, then turned their heads around, as if when the ring no longer existed, their eyes were circling on the remaining rings.
"Huh?!"
On the high platform, Dong Yunzi Yunfeng whispered, his eyes turned on Zhang Fan, and he recovered it with nothing, with a bit of doubt in his eyes.
The result just now couldn't escape his eyes. The boring look suddenly changed. A little dignity came out.
Zhang Fan's gaze to Dong Yunzi seems to be completely unaware, sitting on the ground casually, lazy posture, as if not waiting for a challenge, but sitting on the lawn under the bright spring light and enjoying the spring colors.
It's this kind of leisurelyness that makes the last few eyes move away from him unwillingly.
Dongyunzi Yunfeng watched for a long time, and finally had to withdraw his gaze. The peak of Core Formation is the peak of Core Formation. Under his observation, he was completely unable to notice any abnormalities.
With a slight frown, he had to put it aside.
When Dong Yunzi looked away, Zhang Fan smiled.
This person may have special means or may not be underestimated, but what about that? It is the old monsters of Ling Immortal World, Zhang Fan has not been slaughtered, how can it be as heaven as the cultivator in the clouds of East Yunzhou?
"Are you also worthy?"
However, with a flash of thought, Zhang Fan puts Dong Yunzi's existence behind him, a little trouble, nothing more.
Time is gradually passing by the silence in the ring where Zhang Fan is located, and in the intense surrounding ring.
Looking up to the sky, the clouds in the sky are lower and lower, and the light has never been reduced by half. It feels like a sunset in the mountains, and it is gradually becoming dusk.
Mitianjing clouds began to rise, it was dawn; as for the highest point, and until noon; under low pressure. But the night came.
In January, it came to an end.
At this last moment, the 18 battles on the ring actually became more intense.
As long as there is hope and hope in the heart, all the expert hidden in the crowd will appear one by one and flood into the ring.
"cultivator in the cloud, but also has a good expert."
At this time, the Zhang Fan, which has been boring all the time, only started to show interest, sweeping its eyes on the rest of the ring.
"The pinnacle of Core Formation, if I didn't have a few big divine ability in hand, and no second Nascent Soul, I'm afraid I might not be an opponent of these people."
"The world is so big, really heroes come out, you can't slack off."
In his emotion, he never noticed that there were at least hundreds of cultivator under the stage like the monster looks at in his ring.
There are eighteen platforms in total, but the door where Zhang Fan is located seems to be seen as a daunting way by everyone.
The ordinary cultivator, would not understand why the Core Formation pinnacle expert, which looks extremely powerful, why not dare to touch where the Zhang Fan is.
The meaning of just subduing a Core Formation peak with eyes and breath, you can’t really appreciate the horror unless you reach that level.
With the passage of time, one, two, three... one ring after another calmed down.
The battle of this candidate. It's over.
Everything about looks at is coming to an end. Even Dongyunzi Yunfeng has stood up. When preparing to announce the result, an unexpected accident happened to everyone.
"Wait!"
A clear voice came out on the high platform, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"Huh?"
"Finally, something interesting."
Zhang Fan also followed the prestige with interest, and he was no stranger to that voice.
"Yunyuan!"
With a loud scream, he was furious and burst out of Dongyunzi's mouth.
Even though Zhang Fan had shown his strength in front of him with little scruples before, he had never been so distraught.
Because that person is his favorite son.
Ice blue wings. The luxurious white armor, the handsome son, and the crown prince Yunyuan!
Yun Yuan didn’t seem to hear his father’s roar, and the wings spread out behind him. The ice-blue light dot fluttered and fell like a crystal dream, supporting his body to fly down from the platform.
"Not over yet!"
Yun Yuan uttered a word, his wings vibrated, and a sound came out of his mouth, and when he finished speaking, he had folded his wings and stood proudly in front of the Eighteen Rings.
While speaking, his gaze also swept across the 18th ring.
In contact with his eyes, almost the last winner standing on the 18th ring, except for Zhang Fan, was almost in the heart of everyone.
"It seems there is really a good show to be staged."
Unlike other people’s disturbed, Zhang Fan looked at this person with great interest and was curious about his next move.
Naturally, others are not as good as Zhang Fan. If they can’t beat Yunyuan, let’s not mention it for a while. Even if they do, they dare?
The only son of the Lord of the Five Great Clouds, who loves the extreme, reverses his meaning under the eyes of everyone. Even if the things he does are in line with Yun Feng’s intentions, he is worried about the end in order to maintain authority.
No one knows that when Yun Yuan kept his eyes on Zhang Fan, Dong Yunzi's face suddenly changed, his anger became constricted, and his face twitched.
Of the 18 people in the ring, only Zhang Fan can’t grasp it, let alone whether he will let it, whether he will be merciful, not take away his son’s life, and whether he will have take action at the critical moment. Not sure.
Fortunately, Yun Yuan's eyes slipped on Zhang Fan's body, and finally fell on a big bearded man.
Immediately. He flapped his wings and set foot on the ring.
"You, take action!"
Yun Yuan’s voice is faint, but there is an irresistible taste there, and the noble nature born above is revealed.
"Good boy."
Zhang Fan smiled secretly. Although he did not appreciate this nobility and did not think it would be of any benefit, he appeared on a proud young man.
Natural~IndoMTL.com~ The big bearded man is determined not to have this idea.
I can only see that his face turned green first, then pale, and finally, like a soy sauce shop, the colors were mixed and unspeakable and colorful.
The big bear's fist was tight and loose. After repeated, finally, under the gaze of countless people, he sighed in the direction of Yunyuan and Dongyunzi Yunfeng, and then retreated.
Countless people breathed a sigh of relief.
While Yunyuan is not weak, he also has various treasures to protect him, but Qiu Shanhan is also the pinnacle of Core Formation, which is a real fight. It is still very difficult to say.
Now this result is better.
This person is also smart enough, and he did not forget to sell his full affection when he parted, and the benefits of this concession are not less important.
In an instant, Zhang Fan took his gaze back and, like everyone in the field, focused his attention on one place.
There, a father and son stared at a distance of hundreds of feet, and a spark suddenly appeared.