Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1148: Three ways to break the ban, shrouded in thought
"Boom~ Bang~ Bang~~"
The roar. It’s not thunder and thunder, it’s not a boulder rolling down the mountain, but it’s just a step by step landing on the ground, a natural tremor.
At this time, in the cloud pond, the clouds may be broken or scattered, and the wind will suffocate or go away. Only the figure of Zhang Fan steps forward.
I don’t know when fleshly body of the Land True Immortal has been put away again. Zhang Fan’s eyes are firm, reflecting the blood red cloud monument, and even the names of blood dyed above.
At this moment, what kind of vibration was in the heavenly palace of Heaven and Earth, and what kind of waves are brewing in the five Yunzhou in the middle of the cloud? Where.
Without the suppression of Tianren Dao Zun Ling Tian Daoqi, the place where the radius is not more than a few feet gradually shows up in Zhang Fan's eyes.
It looks less than ten feet square in any way, but the small area now looks like the whole world in Zhang Fan.
Under the blood stele, it is ten feet away. A looming circle of condensed white aperture.
The color of the aperture is pure white and translucent, and it travels between the real and the virtual, like a patio, and it seems that some kind of treasure is accidentally lost there.
"Yunxin?!"
Zhang Fan’s eyes flashed with excitement and eagerness. There is no doubt that it is the core of the entire Yunchi, and it is also the key to the uncle’s past.
Eliminating the last threshold, Yun Xin finally stripped off all his disguise and showed his true appearance in front of his eyes.
Unconsciously, Zhang Fan's footsteps have stepped into the aperture.
At that moment, the entire aperture suddenly brightened, and then the water wave was dim and blurred, enveloping him in it.
"This is..."
Zhang Fan's footsteps suddenly froze, his eyebrows raised, surprised, surprised, suddenly... various expressions appeared on his face.
"It turns out so!"
Sometimes, he let out a long breath, the confidence and pride that is under control are reappearing on his face.
At this point, everything is in sight.
Zhang Fan not at all delved into Yunxin directly. Now is not the time. Instead, take a step forward to the blood monument and slowly stretch out take action.
"Boom~"
The vitality was oscillating, and the blood monument was shaking, just like the woman raised in the deep boudoir, who was suddenly touched by a strange man, and the reaction was fierce.
In the palm of Zhang Fan. Although the Blood Stele ran without pulling its legs, the countless blood-colored writings on it were twisting incessantly, like the fish in the net, struggling constantly.
As those **** names twisted as if they had life, the countless blood lines implicated under them also entangled and shivered, and the roots of the big tree under the gust of wind swayed irregularly.
At the same time, in the cloud realm, I don’t know how many people faced with pain, or covered their chests, or pressed their heads, as if they attacked everything strangely and bypassed everything directly into their bodies.
These people range from Nascent Soul real people to babies just born, no matter what kind of characters they feel, there is not much difference, and simultaneously stopped the thing at hand in an instant.
The mortals or the underlying cultivator are okay, at a loss, ignorance is the greatest happiness at this time.
The real expert, qualified to access the core secrets of the world, expert, is completely different.
One by one, or surprise, or fear, or expectation. Stop the things in your hand all the time, and make the same action-looking up at the sky!
They understand that restriction, which has bound all the human races in the cloud for countless years, was touched.
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Zhang Fan does not claim to be a savior, and those who appreciate the admiration will not leave any waves in his heart.
He didn’t even think about how much he would cause fluctuations in the cloud among the human races, but just calmly groped the **** cloud monument with his palm.
Every time the palm of Zhang Fan is swiped, the brilliance of the five colors will be like the shadow under the sun, followed by the surface of the blood monument.
He naturally is not simply a stroke, but puts Forbidden Technique of the Great Five Element's Destruction into the blood monument little by little in the way that the spring wind turns the rain.
Zhang Fan does not want to be a savior, when it does not mean that he wants to be an executioner!
If it is as usual, the Forbidden Technique of the Great Five Element's Destruction and even the further five-color divine light are forcibly wiped on the blood monument with a domineering method. I am afraid that the human race in the cloud has been wiped out since then, or the reduction of four or five layers is not enough. For blame.
Understanding this, we can only feel the carefulness of Zhang Fan at this time. It seems that tens of millions or even tens of thousands of human beings, as if the hands are as thin as paper-sounding porcelain, will be crushed with a little force.
For a long time, Zhang Fan sighed and slowly withdrew his hand.
The look on his face changed, and finally it was plain.
What kind of divine ability is Forbidden Technique of the Great Five Element's Destruction, how many years it has broken the world forbidden technique, the world's best magical treasure, never let Zhang Fan down, this time is no exception.
After Forbidden Technique of the Great Five Element's Destruction. This blood monument, and even the means laid down by the ancestors of heaven and earth at that time, could no longer hide his eyes.
It is actually not difficult to destroy this blood monument and let the human race in the cloud control the heaven and earth. There are three methods.
First, forcefully destroy this blood monument!
As a result, the name on the blood monument, and even its key cloud people, will die instantly, and no one can survive.
Second, Zhang Fan uses Forbidden Technique of the Great Five Element's Destruction to directly erase the key above it and Yunchi, as well as the means by which Tianren is placed on it.
This result is a bit better than the previous violent destruction, but it is not much stronger.
After doing this, the ten of the human races in the cloud will die and be buried there, and they can survive for eleven, which is God Blessing.
If you really take the world as your own responsibility and consider saving the human race in the cloud as your ideal, then this is a good idea. Instead of Yunhai Yao and others, if you really don't care about your own safety, the Tenth will choose to do this.
However, Zhang Fan is not them!
For him, the human race in the cloud. It can be saved or not.
Heaven is like a sword, and the heart is like iron. It doesn’t care how much Zhang Fan is doing. After all, after being done, the human race in the cloud is saved, but he has to bear the boundless killing!
Zhang Fan firmly believes that with his good luck and firm heart of the Way, it is a killing industry, and he can't mess with his destiny. However, there is no end to the blood, and there is no need to gather it.
If he has no other means. He can only go back to the path of Shutong, then he will not hesitate to break this monument directly, which is enough to weaken the luck of Yunzhongjie seventh layer, and let him control Yunchi's impact on Spirit Transformation realm.
However, if he had the rest of the means, then the monstrous killing industry would not be grateful.
Essentially, in addition to the two methods mentioned above, there is still a way to solve the blood stele control and save the human race in the cloud.
Simply speaking, it is nothing more than completely controlling the cloud pond and becoming the master of this cloud middle realm magical treasure.
As a result, the blood monument is directly stripped through Yunchi, which is a natural thing, and there is no need to undertake the endless killing industry, and it can completely retain the people in the cloud.
It's just that this method is not easy to complete. Even the current Zhang Fan, there is no certainty, at least not before Yuanshen great accomplishment!
"Humans in the cloud, ask for your own blessings!"
Zhang Fan looked at the blood monument in front of him and slowly turned around.
"Look at whether God's will is in you. If God's will is here, then this Zhang will be take action; if God's will is in the other, then it's no wonder I."
Zhang Fan Shi Shiran took a step forward, and his foothold was the place where Heavenly Sword Master slept for countless years.
His self-talk is not hypocritical, if he had the chance to pull the hemorrhage monument after great accomplishment, he would naturally do it. How can human pride be grasped by the loser of the Heaven and Man family; , With the character of Zhang Fan, it is impossible to fight for the irrelevant people!
The sound of self-talk gradually dissipated. Zhang Fan had already sat cross-legged and slowly closed his eyes.
Suddenly, the whole world fell silent, like it was before dawn. No light, no shadow, no sound, Wan Lai is still, just waiting for that cry.
On the body of Zhang Fan sitting cross-legged, the breath is getting weaker and weaker, as if he is sleeping deeply, more like something can't help pulling away from his body.
This is Yunxin, or Yunchi’s power.
Zhang Fan's spiritual sense, through the cloud heart under the seat, like a wild horse dragging, suddenly, throughout the entire cloud pond.
His thought is better than spiritual sense.
Under the increasing and inexplicable effect of Yunchi, Zhang Fan's thoughts suddenly seemed to spread like a huge net.
Qionglou Yuyu Jinque, Pavilion Dance Hall...
Mi Tianjing, the Temple of Heaven, has no secrets under the shadow of Zhang Fan.
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"I wonder if elder brother Zhang succeeded?"
In a courtyard, Young Master Yunyuan wanders indoors, accidentally kicking a futon on the ground and hitting stone tables and chairs, all of which are unconscious.
He stayed in the hospital and played the role of Zhang Fan, covering his departure for many days.
In his surroundings, Yunhua, Yunyun, Wu Lian and others silently did not speak, apparently also pondering.
Zhang Fan's killing of Heavenly Sword Sovereign is so extreme that even these so-called "Sovereigns" who are like house arrests clearly feel the terror contained in them.
At that time, a lot of people came to pick people. After the incident, they changed their colors and left quickly. It seemed that they had gathered together somewhere.
Since then, the places where these venerables are located have been forgotten. Apart from being banned from going out, no one from heaven has come to ignore them.
"What are we going to do?"
Yunyuan became more and more anxious~IndoMTL.com~ stopped suddenly and looked back.
"Wait!"
At this moment, a cold voice sounded, but it was dance love!
She got up slowly and her voice was still cold: "We can only wait for the news of fellow daoist Zhang, and wait for the news from the Master."
There is another sentence she didn't say, but no matter whether it is Yunyuan or Yunhua, they all know.
"They can't do anything!"
Helpless, decadent, including Yun Yuan, everyone sat down sadly, and their hearts were no longer willing, they also knew that what Wu Lian said was justified.
At this time, a weird feeling, as if the water ripples enveloped the entire room, even rippled in everyone's heart.
"This is..."
Yunhua suddenly stood up, a ecstatic look appeared on his face.