Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 1235: Universal wish to surviving the world, 1 palm in the palm (3)


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"Hand in hand?"

"Good name"

The ancestors of Northern Xinjiang stunned, as if the face carved from stone had a bitter smile on their face, shaking their heads, "I don't know what a big divine ability is in my sleeve. I wish I could see it... "

"Hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation, countless days and nights of silence, what is it for? What can I do?"

"God, God, my ancestor, I was lonely for hundreds of thousands of years. For the first time, take action, it ended like this, defeated in a divine ability created by hand, why?"

Hundreds of years of loneliness can be described as sorrow. Hundreds of thousands of years of hard guarding, but ushered in such a day, is no longer the word "sorrow", as can be described. (?Network novel

"divine ability created by hand?"

Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled, but he didn't say much, and there was no need to say anything.

In the eyes of other people, divine ability, which does not even have a name, is naturally created without any doubt and is unhelpful.

Zhang Fan is impossible to explain, then in bronze cauldron luck, it has its own divine ability imprint;

It is impossible to expressly use the Hunyuan ball as a guide, and borrow the supreme opportunity to realize the Buddha's universal Dafa in the past;

It is impossible to elaborate that he borrowed the only wish to be born in the world, repeating the scene of the birth of Shakyamuni, leading the Buddhas to cultivation, and building up the highest method;

It is impossible to elaborate on the action of turning palms and pushing flatly, a palm of heaven and earth, with a Buddhist door in the palm of the Buddha, a primordial spirit according to the Eastern Sovereign realm, and a divine ability broken evil golden seal...

......

Since the words are unclear and the Tao is not clear, the thousand words are worse than silent.

In this world, above the Heaven and under the earth, who can force him to ask?

All this, after all, can only be buried deep in my heart, and the ecstasy of the Great Enlightenment will sleep together.

No one knows more, he defeated the two supreme divine ability ancestors of the Northern Xinjiang, but it is just the corner of the iceberg that he gained after his rapid progress...

"Ancestor of Northern Xinjiang, this Zhang knows your origins."

Thinking for a while, Zhang Fan is playing with a piece of gossip money, Shen Sheng said: "The first stone people of Taikoo have been largely decayed, but it can be said to be an earthly son of the stone people, accounting for most of the stone people. Luck."

"Since Archaic dormant until now, painstakingly cultivated does not know how many tens of thousands of years, only to find this line of opportunity, fight desperately."

"From the perspective of the Shiren tribe, from the perspective of the aliens of northern Xinjiang, you are indeed a hero, and the ancestor of northern Xinjiang is well deserved."

Zhang Fan's deep voice echoed between heaven and earth, and millions of immortals were caught in an unspeakable situation. [Baidu Search: The latest and fastest TXT novel title]

The ancestor of northern Xinjiang is indeed a tragic character. His life experience is extremely thin and sad to the limit.

When he was born, the demon **** dominates the world, sitting in the heavenly court, the pressure is wild and unmatched;

Up to its long time, the human race is magnificent, expert is countless, and it dominates the world, don’t dare to follow;

When he is strong, he finds an opportunity that is hard to come by for thousands of years, and when he does his best, he meets Zhang Fan......

......

On these days, millions of immortals shudder as long as they think about it in their hearts, no wonder that the ancestors of North Xinjiang are hopelessly crazy when they see victory. If they change to others, they might be back in this lonely solitude for countless years. It was crazy.

"Donghua Daojun, the ancestor is underestimating you. I thought that the world is big. No one can know the ancestor of my roots. I don’t want you to know it. divine ability , Can it be traced back to the source? "

The ancestors of Northern Xinjiang did not mean to wait for the Zhang Fan to answer. After this battle, Zhang Fan divine ability was invincible and emerged endlessly, which had made him numb, and even the thoughts of exploration were weak.

"I shouldn't be here."

"If you wait another tens of thousands of years or even hundreds of thousands of years, there will be no such person as you, there will be no pillar of the human race, and the ancestor will be born again, and the result will be..."

Before the words of the ancestors of North Xinjiang were finished, they were interrupted by Zhang Fan: "The result is still generally the same"

"No matter how many thousands of years later, no matter whether this seat is present or not, look at these millions of immortals, these are the seeds, are the bells of my human fortune."

"When was your ancestor of Northern Xinjiang born, you could not escape the result of defeat."

The words of Zhang Fan, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, shocked a lot of cultivator flushed, an unspeakable excitement surging in my heart, surging is almost unstoppable, I hope that the ancestors of North Xinjiang really came tens of thousands of years late Be the one who can turn the tide.

"Ancestor of Northern Xinjiang, do you still have something to say?"

Zhang Fan's voice, with an indescribable erraticness, hides a kind of killing in it.

Listen in your ears, so everyone understands that he is about to kill.

When the ancestor of Northern Xinjiang was trapped in the palm of the world by Zhang Fan, its ending was already doomed.

The last sigh of the ancestors of North Xinjiang is not untouched. It is a family, and even the first line of life of the people of North Xinjiang has been waiting for hundreds of thousands of years, which is admirable, but how about that?

The ancestors of Northern Xinjiang are great and admirable again. That is also the hero of his clan, and the hatred of our clan can be killed quickly.

"What else do I have to say?"

"hahaha Ha~~ I am born a stone man with psychic primordial chaos, then psychic wisdom primordial chaos is, why should I be wise and suffer untold suffering?"

"Everyone adopts a child and looks clever, I was mistaken all my life by cleverness;

I wish the children were stupid and sturdy, and they would survive without disaster..."

The ancestors of the stone clan of the northern ancestor, this weak race of heaven defying, came to the head with a song, I hope that the future generations will mix with primordial chaos chaos, and no other such clever and intelligent, can be disaster-free No difficulty, do not compete with the human race, just to save your life.

"...I wish the children were stupid and sturdy, and they will survive without disaster..."

In the bleak singing, Zhang Fan's palm turned over and suddenly fell down.

"Boom rumbling ~~~"

The loud noise of heaven shocking, the world of Zhang Fan on the palm of the world, and the broken under the palm of the hand, but it was replaced by a huge shadow, covering the earth.

The whole heaven and earth suddenly fell into a darkness. The terrible wind pressure made millions of immortals almost untenable.

The sound of gas explosions descended from the sky. With the loud noise, the shadows that shrouded the earth continued to shrink. Looking up, we could see a vast mountain with a five-finger inverted button, which fell hard to the ground.

Vaguely, under the high mountain, there is a giant with his hands supporting the mountain, his feet facing the void, and being pressed down by life.

"Boom"

There was another loud noise, the five-finger mountain was rooted in the earth, and the giants suppressed it, and a terrifying shocking force followed Qin Province earth vein and spread Nine Provinces.

The mountain trembles unceasingly, and the earth trembles. In a trance, it seems that the giant roars. If you want to overturn the mountain, climb out of the abyss and return.

"Town"

In the face of the dying struggle of the ancestor of Northern Xinjiang, Zhang Fan was expressionless and gave a light drink.

Following that, on the Five-Finger Mountain, a huge rock turned up, like a lying cow lying on the ground, and the word glittered on it was the word "town".

The word is ten percent, and the large mountain has sunk several feet into the earth again. The faint shaking, rolling boulders, are almost gone. It seems that the giant who has held up the sky has finally exhausted its last strength and was suppressed. Got up.

"Everyone adopts a child and looks clever... I was mistaken all my life by cleverness...I hope the children are stupid and sturdy... No disaster, no hardship..."

At this time, the desolate chanting sound still echoed in the ears of millions of immortals. I don’t know if it came from the ground or the echo in my mind.

"The world of heralds: the ancestors of northern Xinjiang, who were stubborn and stubborn, suppressed this Zhang under Linked Clouds Mountain Range for millions of years. They thought that the pillars supported Qin Province earth vein and fixed the mountain of clouds to make up for it."

"Explicit World: this Zhang is not dead, its suppression can’t be broken, it’s irremovable, there is no way to release it, there is no solution"

"I think there are aliens in the world, and warnings for newcomers"

The voice of Zhang Fan was broadcast from afar. A disciple of dharma idol responded with orders and ordered the world to express Yu within.

This repression is that Zhang Fan used the hand-in-hand Dafa to prevent evil spirits and seal luck with divine ability, joint suppression, communicate with the earth and rely on his own luck, just as he said, it is not dead. , The crackdown is unbreakable.

At this time, under the Zhang Fan's power to suppress the northern ancestors so fiercely and repressively, no one even doubted this sentence in his heart.

One million years of repression

The status of the protagonist of the human race heaven and earth, and the special treatment of luck, are obtained by suppressing and killing alien heroes in this way.

Zhang Fan's move is tantamount to repeating what the human race has done in the past.

Of course, there is no doubt

After doing this, Zhang Fan breathed out for a long time, but instead of sitting and preaching, he looked up and looked at him.

The momentum of his body did not dissipate with the suppression of the ancestors of Northern Xinjiang. On the contrary, he suppressed the aliens like the predecessor of the human race, so as to find a rest place for the human race, and support the luck of the ...... All of this made his vitality climb unstoppably, and every moment is the unprecedented peak.

"fellow daoist, you have followed the ancestors of Northern Xinjiang for a long time to watch. Now that dust is settled, why bother to see at once?"

When Zhang Fan called, Gunsan responded violently, and the gusty wind tried to spread it. The word "meaning at first sight" was even thunderous and exploded in the void.

"Is there anyone?"

Millions of celestial beings were relieved and immediately stunned, quickly followed Zhang Fan's gaze.

Only nine days above~IndoMTL.com~ where the sound of the sound echoes, there is a cloud, there is no mist, and there are no flying birds flying through the sky. Under the impact of the previous World War, there is no one.

If no one doubts Zhang Fan, he just doubts his own eyes.

"hahaha Ha~~~"

"I didn't expect that this chase came from the ancestors of northern Xinjiang. I didn't find an opportunity to kill him, but I saw that after the sect, he had a great power. This trip is worthwhile."

"A new generation of people replaces the old people, where Donghua Daojun is. I wait for the old, and I should avoid it. edge, corpse abandons Chengzai Yan"

A tall, thin old man suddenly appeared in the void, walking down the sky step by step, with a smile on his face.

"After sect?"

These four words are in my ears. Zhang Fan's mind echoed in the voice of Jiu Jiuxiao, who said in Inheritance Hall that day, his brows were suddenly wrinkled.

"Who the **** is this?" v! ~!


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