Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1193: 　Demonstration, Dou Tianji (middle)

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"Arrow...Arrow...Arrow..."

The groan of Lord Dong Yunyuan still echoed in the hot air, but his vitality was completely annihilated.

Dongyun Yuan, dies!

A sorrowful color flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes and shook his head. looks at's body collapsed and dissipated suddenly, and turned into dust dissipation.

The expert, a generation of Nascent Soul real people, is so humble and worthless in this Tianmen secret realm.

"Well, wait, that arrow!"

Zhang Fan moved his heart, but remembered the strange black arrow, and quickly reached out a hand.

"Huh?!"

He was taken aback by this move. The inconspicuous black arrow twitched a little under his inducement. At most, he flew less than an inch from the ground and then fell again. Fall down.

The little arrow is as heavy as a mountain.

The Zhang Fan looks dignified and another trick, but this time it is not random, but it uses real strength.

"Whoosh!"

The hot air suddenly separated, as if a piece of cloth had been cut open by a sharp blade.

Zhang Fan was held in the palm of his hand, and the pitch-black arrow was like a seven-inch spirit snake, clutched tightly in his hand.

In an instant, his face suddenly turned white. Even if he traveled for decades on the tenth day of destroy the Heavens and extinguish the Earth, he never showed such a look.

"What the **** is going on?"

The eyebrows of Zhang Fan even brought a touch of horror. At the same time as arrow started, he was in full swing, and fire attribute divine ability rushed out of the body like a flood that broke the embankment, and poured into the dark arrow uncontrollably.

The little one arrow seems like a bottomless abyss. The horrible power that can melt a whole mountain in Zhang Fan landed on this arrow. It was impossible to make it hot and red.

"Great!"

Zhang Fan stabilized his mind in an instant, with a palm in his hand, the black arrow floated up, about a few inches away from the palm. Between the palm of the hand and arrow, the pure spirit strength is like a layer of air cushion, which makes the body's unstoppable big day power back into control.

"This arrow actually has the annihilation of fire attribute power and the great day divine ability, how is it possible?"

Looking at the hands is always ordinary, and I can’t see any mysterious black arrow. The Zhang Fan heart is shocked by the storm. At this time, he really understood that the flaming lion monster beast would die so easily, even the original heart fire was completely extinguished.

Almost subconsciously, Zhang Fan wraps his palm with spirit strength, clasps the dark arrow in his hand, and looks up into the air.

In the sky above, the ten suns radiate endless light and heat willingly, which is obviously a little more depressed than the last time they looked. In every sun, Golden Crow can be seen dancing, and the phantom of the hibiscus tree is looming. The invisible pressure can directly collapse the mountains and crack the ground.

"Don’t..."

Zhang Fan's complexion suddenly turned green, and the dark arrow, which had been rotating around his palm, suddenly froze, as if frozen.

His look was like a frozen ice, as if he remembered something horrible.

"This is the secret area of ​​Tianmen, it is Tanggu Fusang. When it is the habitat of Golden Crow, how can this happen?"

Zhang Fan was pondering, his palms turned dark arrow, and arrow was already carried on his back with a rough animal bone bow.

Look at the place where Dongyun Yuan was transformed into dust at last, Zhang Fan no longer delays, and continues to travel eastward.

......

In the blink of an eye, dozens of days of sunshine passed.

With the passage of time, the power contained in Zhang Fan has been squeezed more and more, and the ubiquitous exhaustion is even more about to drown him.

His footsteps have been staggered a bit, but these days have come, and he is not all without gain. On his back, in addition to the inky arrow from Dongyun Yuan, there are seven identical arrow juxtaposed, a total of eight.

In the hands of Zhang Fan, there is another black arrow lying quietly, constantly flashing a cold awn, and it will easily break the hot wind blowing on its face.

"Nine arrow, the sun breaking arrows!"

Zhang Fan's face became paler, and there was more and more inexplicable breathing in his voice.

The name of the sun-breaking **** arrow was taken by him, and it was aimed at the unique sun-breaking power of these nine arrow. Merely waving arrow inadvertently can break the atmosphere filled with the power of the sun and annihilate the power of the pure sun. It is really mysterious and mysterious.

"Arrow shoots for nine days!"

Zhang Fan sighed, the look became more complicated.

He has legacy Day secret technique, he owns Golden Crow dharma idol, he thinks of himself as Day Sun, he wants to...

"Arrow shooting nine days, am I not Hou Yi?"

Zhang Fan smiles bitterly. If you let him choose, he would rather become Eastern Sovereign, and even one of the ten suns on that day is also good. That is the role he should play.

"What the **** is going on?"

Best thought, Zhang Fan believer inserted the newly acquired ninth sunburst arrow backward into his back, glanced behind him, and continued to move forward thoughtfully.

Not far behind him, a graceful woman’s back suddenly appeared in a piece of dust, which was being buried slowly.

Her half of her body, like a rock that has been weathered for thousands of years, continues to disperse into dust, and the other half is buried in the sky of dust under the influence of the breeze.

In the moment when the dust concealed his posture, what appeared was Yun Haiyao's beautiful face with endless despair and no angry face.

Yunhai Yao, the master of Zhongyuan Yunyuan, has fallen!

"This is the ninth."

"The Lord of the Five Great Cloud Abyss is extinct, and there are five more Nascent Soul real people in the cloud. Except for the first Yun Yuan Lord who died unjustly, the remaining nine people all carried a sunburst arrow."

"What's going on?"

"Is it really a coincidence?"

Laughter and self-talk, dissipating between the sky and the earth as Zhang Fan's back is invisible.

......

Yang Gu's secret realm, a hundred days of hard work, never seeing the other shore.

Between the ten days, a tall figure stood still, pensive.

It's been day and night for Zhang Fan to stand like this!

Hundred days passed, looking at the same distance as when you first entered, the same distances, no change, and the oriental hibiscus tree that should not be approached. With the firmness of Zhang Fan, I finally no longer hold unnecessary hope.

This Tanggu, this mysterious realm, can definitely not be survived by perseverance; the ten-day annihilation of the world can not be passed by walking.

The dozens of Nascent Souls, all the experts who entered the secret realm of Tianmen, are afraid that they have all taken the wrong path-including Zhang Fan.

"Shooting the sun? Shooting the sun? hahaha ha~~~"

"Does my Zhang Fan really want to shoot arrows in nine days?"

Zhang Fan in laughter, but there is no smile in the eyebrows.

How about shooting the sun with a bow in your hand and an arrow on your back? If we change the situation, with Zhang Fan's temperament already undoubtedly, how could we stand here for a day and night, still unable to decide.

The reason is very simple, there is something wrong here!

"In a hundred days, there were ten Nascent Soul real people who appeared in front of me, except for one that appeared after the fall, and the remaining nine brought a sun breaking arrow."

"Who the **** is he counting on me? What is his purpose?"

This day and night, Zhang Fan is always pondering the reasons. Afterwards, a figure emerged in his mind.

Zhongruo ordinary old man, who has the ability to calculate the heavens and walks with a wheelchair, there is only one such person-God's calculator!

The ten people who died in front of Zhang Fan these days, the Lord of the Five Great Cloud Abyss has a close relationship with the God Operator, and the rest of the five people also benefited from their words when they first entered the secret realm of Tianmen Something to do with this person.

This is not the point. The problem is, with the strength and experience of Zhang Fan, no trace of human manipulation can hide his eyes, but in the whole process, what he found in not at all, then only one is left.

"The number of the gods?"

"Tianyan Tortoiseshell?!"

Zhang Fan's mouth showed a cold smile: "It may only be him."

"Is the number of gods counted? Hum, this Zhang wanted to learn a little bit, see if it is better than my Dayan days, which is better?"

"Now it seems that you also have this meaning, isn't it, God operator!"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and his eyes were full of light, as if through the endless void, he could see the enemies who do not know where.

At the same time, across countless distances, the sound of "Squeak" slowly echoed in the air, but a rough wooden wheelchair was run over in dust.

The strange thing is, whether it is a thick wooden wheelchair or a child who is pushing the wheelchair behind, under this terrifying Tianwei, it just changed its appearance, and the rest is still me.

The heavens and humans are generally in touch. Originally holding Tianyan tortoiseshell, it seems that he is thinking about some magical calculator, and he suddenly paused and looked up into the air.

Sometimes, the **** operator smiled tiredly and said to himself: "Now he must have discovered it!"

"Since he was able to escape from the only way of life that day, and he coincided with the old man's calculations, he seized the fleeting opportunity, and wanted to come to the fur of learning the number of gods."

"I really didn't expect that besides the old man, the number of magical figures is still circulating in the world."

"Zhang Fan, the old man wants to see, how much have you learned?"

No matter the expression or the voice, the **** operator looks exhausted, but there is endless confidence inside and outside the words. It seems to hold everything in the palm of your hand, winning without losing.

"You take action!"

A skinny finger, stroking the tortoiseshell of Tianyan, and in a flash of magnificent glory, it seems to be a fiddle-struck string.

......

"It’s time for take action~IndoMTL.com~Zhang Fan understands that if it is done step by step according to the arrangement of the gods, it seems that the insects are constantly caught in the cobwebs, and the more it is later, the more it is unable to struggle. /

"Let us fight a fight."

"In this battle, the world and nature, the treasure of Tanggu, were won; the fight was the number of heaven and earth, the means of fate."

"Interesting, so interesting."

Speech reverberated, and a thousand rays of light suddenly shot out from the palm of Zhang Fan, condensing into a magnificent palace between heaven and earth.

——Tianji Pavilion!

The body of Zhang Fan moved into a Changhong and fell into it. With the golden gate closed, he disappeared into heaven and earth as if he had escaped from the long river of destiny, and seemed to go deeper into it, quietly looks at tens of thousands Strands of veins.

When it reappears, it is the time for this battle of heaven and earth to win! ! ~!