Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1094: Yuan Yuan, Dong Yunzi!

"We are in trouble for thousands of miles of clouds."

"We can't use it."

Yunhua Fairy said sullenly: "Now all the Wanli floating clouds have been used by Dong Yunyuan as a special transportation candidate. Within three years, others cannot use it."

"What?"

Zhang Fan was amazed. Before that, he had listened to Yunhua Fairy, and in Dongyunzhou, and even the other four Yunzhous, there were nine thousands of miles of floating clouds each.

These thousands of miles of floating clouds communicate between Yunzhou, with a speed of one hundred and eighty thousand miles, which is extremely fast. It is actually the first tool for communication between Yunzhou.

Originally, there were only nine thousands of miles of floating clouds. Only one of them returned to the Lord to prepare for occasional needs. The rest can be used to carry cultivator in the cloud to and from Yunzhou.

Something like this is happening now, which immediately disrupts the plan of Zhang Fan.

Without a thousand miles of floating clouds, from Dongyunzhou to Zhongzhou, several years of trekking are less talked about, where did he waste his time?

"Eighteen candidate Venerables are going to use nine thousands of miles of floating clouds. It seems that Lord Yunyuan attaches great importance to this Venerable Selection."

After stunned, Zhang Fan left it behind and turned to think about the intention behind it.

After all, things have come to an end, unless he brazenly grabs. Enemy with the whole East Yunzhou expert, kill a corpse mountain blood sea, otherwise it is impossible to imagine, it can only be so.

"It seems..."

In a few moments, Zhang Fan's gaze turned, and he condensed on the eighteen platforms, flashing a little chill: "I need to go up and play this time."

He is not interested in any **** candidate Venerable. Perhaps cultivator in the cloud is used to it, and even regards it as glory, but in Zhang Fan's view, he is not as good as shit.

Now because of thousands of miles of clouds, it is the quickest way to grab a candidate's Venerable place to go to Zhongzhou.

"Master, Yunhua, grab a place!"

Suddenly, as if he sensed his mind, Fairy Yunhua said first.

"You?" Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled: "Or do I come!"

"No matter how strong the secret technique is, there will be flaws in the end. If you are not careful, you have to fight it. It’s better to personally take action to be foolproof."

The thought flashed in Zhang Fan's heart, but there was no slight ups and downs on his face. After a word, regardless of Yunhua Fairy's thoughts, he turned his eyes directly to the ring.

There, eighteen estimated to be the last temporary lords who stood the day before yesterday have already boarded the platform. Among them is the former "Li Xianzi".

The 18 cultivators are all Core Formation cultivator, the strongest is the peak of Core Formation, but it is only one step away from Nascent Soul realm, and the weakest is Core Formation late stage, enough to see the small mountains among the thousands of people.

Of course, these are nothing to Zhang Fan.

He hasn’t just picked a ring to come forward, but the performance of these people is somewhat weird.

After they boarded the platform, without saying a word, one by one stood cross-legged and sat in a position, and immediately looked in the same direction, and there was a sense of anticipation in their eyes.

Everyone on stage did not mean to challenge on stage at this time. The eyes of the vast majority of people gathered and they were the same as the eighteen people on stage.

For a long time, just as Zhang Fan gradually became impatient, the sound sounded like a fluttering rhythm, and suddenly came from afar.

I have guests, and sang the sheng.

In the natural music, a car drives from far and near, and it catches everyone's eyes.

The car is driven into an ice-blue dragon shape, as if it were made from a ice-blue dragon. At the top, an ice-blue Luo umbrella is supported. Luo umbrella under a throne, an old man, attracted everyone's attention.

Beside the old man, there is a maid of the younger brother; behind the old man, there are expert arranged in a row.

As the fairy music became louder, the ice-blue dragon-shaped car gradually approached.

Just when everyone in the ruins barely saw the old man's appearance, he raised his hand and waved slightly.

Although the movements of the ice-blue old man are small, the people under him are like a guilin. There is almost no delay, and the car stops suddenly.

On the throne slowly stood up, the ice blue old man stepped out, stepped out of the air, and suddenly came to a high platform behind the eighteen platforms.

I don’t know when the new throne has been installed, and the two rows of waitresses welcome you.

When the ice-blue old man really appeared in front of him, Zhang Fan's gaze narrowed slightly, which raised a little interest.

"Nascent Soul real person?"

"A bit interesting!"

Slowly seated on the high platform, the shape of the old man was completely exposed to everyone's eyes.

He has an ice-blue Chinese suit, as if Wanzai Xuanbing condenses, and the ice-blue clouds interspersed with Bing Ling Piao Xue veined pattern are undulating, like living creatures.

A pair of ice-blue wings gathered behind the old man and clung tightly to his back. After a little inattention, he would ignore the past.

The atmosphere in the field froze for a moment, and it exploded immediately.

"Yuanzhu!"

"Yuanzhu really came in person, I thought it was a rumor."

"It seems true that Lord Yuan attaches great importance to this time. When did his old man attend such occasions..."

The surroundings of Zhang Fan are instantly filled with countless voices, although they dare not speak loudly. But at this moment, almost everyone is talking about the tall ice blue old man.

"He is Yuan Yuan?"

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and asked indifferently.

"Yes, he is Lord Dongyun Yuan, Dongyunzi Yunfeng!"

Yunhua fairy subconsciously lowered her head and whispered.

Dongyunzi Yunfeng can see the disguised Yunhua fairy in such a cloudy cultivator, it is almost impossible, she acted like this, you can imagine how deep she was afraid of this person Too.

"Sure enough!"

Zhang Fan blurted out.

As Nascent Soul late stage, standing almost at the pinnacle of Zhang Fan in the whole human world, I saw the power of Dongyunzi at a glance.

This person's cultivation base realm may not have really reached the point of Nascent Soul late stage, but there is still an obscure pole in his body, and his terrifying power is working.

This power and Dong Yunzi’s own Nascent Soul power are distinct and blend with each other, like a dormant dragon, which may break out of the abyss at any time and set off seven seas.

This strength is enough to attract the attention of Zhang Fan.

For a while, skill, the ice blue car and other people waited, and they also arrived, and the attendant was beside Dongyunzi Yunfeng.

There are two Nascent Soul real people in this group, cultivation base is not initial stage, and it is not in the eyes of Zhang Fan. It was one of the young men who made him pay more attention.

The young man has white armor, low-key luxury, and ice-blue wings undulating behind him. Numerous crystal-clear ice debris are scattered, and the beauty is cold.

"It's him!"

"It turns out to be him!"

The first sound was sent by Zhang Fan, but it was recognized that this person was the young man who beheaded the cloud beast with a sword on the edge of East Yunzhou;

The last came out of Fairy Yunhua, but when she looked at the young man in surprise, she whispered and explained, "I know who he is."

"It turns out that this person is the youngest son of Dong Yunzi's old age, and he is very spoiled because his cultivation base is unsuccessful. He has never been shown before him, so Yunhua has never seen him before."

"Dongyunzi's youngest son?"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and secretly said: "This is not the same as Yunhua's princess in the cloud, no wonder there is such a handsome son."

How long the whispering of not at all in the field can last. After everyone was in place, Dong Yunzi raised his eyes as if he could never sleep, and looked away from everyone on the stage.

In his eyes, there seemed to be a kind of icy cold from the depths of divine soul, and cultivator in the ninety-nine clouds of his eyes subconsciously lowered his head, daring not look squarely.

"Get started~"

When the scene became quiet, Dong Yunzi waved his hand at will, and said weakly.

Dongyunzi Yunfeng's voice, with endless tiredness, is like the last ding of the old man of the late twilight.

Everyone can hear this, but no one dared to be slightly disrespectful, and many bowed to salute.

At the center of Dongyunyuan at this time, there are still many foreign, non-Dongyunzhou local cultivator. Although they admire this Dongyunzi, they are not afraid of it, and their performance is very different from the local cultivator.

If they didn’t exist, Zhang Fan would just stand tall and stand tall, and would not look down, it would be extremely dazzling.

With Dong Yunzi's signal, the atmosphere in the field warmed up again, especially when the eighteen lords one by one got up and prepared to face the game.

But for a moment skill, there are fourteen or fifteen battles in the eighteen ring centers, while the remaining three or four are calm, but they also have a lot of eyes on them.

The remaining few people who are temporarily unattended are undoubtedly expert among the 18 people, and all of them are Core Formation peak cultivation base, one by one, as if a mad lion who chooses to eat.

Persimmon picks softly, everyone knows this truth. Less than a last resort, I am afraid that there will not be many of them challenged.

Zhang Fan’s eyes swept across the ring, and he slowly shook his head and said to himself, "There is nothing more beautiful."

"Wait for me!"

Returning to the sentence, he stepped out and stepped directly over the top of the head of cultivator in the hundreds of clouds in front of him, and stepped on a ring that no one wanted.

"You..."

"Find death..."

......

The proud cultivator~IndoMTL.com~ cannot fly in Dongyunyuan and other places, and has to be crowded with the crowd, which is already aggrieved for most cultivator.

Now I have been crossed from my head, and I don’t know how many people are angry.

However, except for one or two reckless people, almost no one scolded. Even the few quick-mouthed people, after seeing the ring where Zhang Fan stepped on, were busy with a chill.

What a joke, dare to challenge the peak of Core Formation, and the attitude is almost unbridled, how can it be annoying?

"Sign up..."

The Zhang Fan who chose the ring at random is a white-haired, powerful old man. His face flashed with anger, and he just drank aloud, just like a duck pinched by his neck. stop.

"You...you..."

His face gradually turned red, from beginning to end, but he couldn't say a complete sentence.

There was still some restlessness in the field, and it was quiet for a while.