Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 303: “You, take action!”
Chapter 303 "You, take action!" (Seventh, ask for a recommended ticket)
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Under the torrential rain, three figures stood tall outside a small circular valley.
Such rainstorm. A rain column thick enough to hold a small child's arm, hitting the head of ordinary people, is no different than the flying stone. Under such circumstances, it still works. Naturally, they are not ordinary people.
I don’t see how they are doing it. When the rain column falls, it’s like an invisible mask to block it, and it can’t touch it at all, but their feet are also dry. On this muddy ground like Ze Ze Extraordinarily obtrusive.
"Hello!"
"What do you two outsiders blend in?"
"This is our own quietness in Broken Mountain City, you don't need to play with your outsiders."
A frivolous voice among the sounds of rain. Suddenly sounded.
Talking about cultivator, a young man in his 20s or 30s, he looks pretty decent, and he is very well dressed. Every corner is embroidered with gorgeous gold lace.
Unfortunately, this person is both powder and incense. It looks like the face of the oil head is not like a person. His eyes are always moving and there is no focus, which destroys his image.
When referring to Poshan City, the oil-faced young man finally fixed his gaze for the first time and looked at the other two cultivators.
However, this condensation is even more disgusting. The domineering attitude seems to be charity at first glance,
"Hum!"
"Little, son. Do you want to die?"
The voice of the young cultivator fell into the net, with a cold hum, suddenly sounded, followed by a pleasant tone, let alone doubt the meaning of his words.
The young cultivator glared at first, then his eyes evaded involuntarily and habitually.
The other party is an invisible cultivator, his face and head are pale, and there is no trace of flesh on his face, but the skin is covered with bones, it looks nothing like a skull
.
Especially his eyes flashed green from time to time, followed by the ghost fire in the burial hill, and people could not help but seep into the heart.
Look down. I saw a large black robe, covering his tall and thin frame, and occasionally a breeze blew, and the black robe was tightly attached to the body, and there were faint signs of ribs.
Where is this person? It is clearly a living skeleton.
This bizarre appearance, coupled with the expression of a yawning bird, and pleasant words, make the young cultivator timid and dare not interface.
Soon, he reacted again, as if shamed by his previous cowardice, and screamed:
"You just want to die!"
"Little Master, let you folks today see how powerful cultivator is!"
When he said it, he turned it over, and a few round walnut-sized earthy **** fell into his hands and threw them.
Black robe cultivator sneered, and also took a flag streamer and held it in his hand. The young cultivator was even more angry, and the brilliance masterpiece on the earthy yellow ball in his hand, a violent air rose.
"Two brothers, two brothers, have something to say!"
Just as the swords of the two were drawn, another chunky cultivator persuaded.
This man looks middle-aged and up and down, his sturdy body barely sees his neck, he has a huge head on it, and there is no grass, and the oil is shining. It is in this dim rainy night, and the light is reflected from time to time. .
"We are here to kill the wild beasts, why hurt the peace?"
"Wait on your own and leave."
The short chunky cultivator can be regarded as being moderate. Speaking of this person, he is also kind. If he was younger than cultivator, he was also scolded together. If he can fall down, he can be beaten together with a black robe cultivator, even if it is good. Not to mention persuasion.
"Hum!"
"Go away!"
Unfortunately, his good intentions were regarded as donkey liver and lungs, sandwiched between the two of them, and they felt a burst of invisible pressure. Obviously, the two of them may be take action at any time, seeing them as a mean and frivolous one. It looks like he will not be afraid of him if he starts to fear.
Dumpy cultivator had to smile bitterly, and had to avoid giving way, and then one more step at night, maybe the persuader would go up and do it.
Sure enough. He just gave way, and the dense cloud of gas turned into a giant tiger-like beast, rushing into the air, but the black robe cultivator first started to be stronger.
In the body of the overcast giant beast, the sound of ghosts crying and the shadow of the silent human form flashing, as if it was formed by the aggregation of countless ghosts.
This beast hasn't rushed in yet. With a cold breath, he has shrouded the young cultivator with a throbbing heart. It seems that the whole person has to be torn into countless pieces and eaten by some unknown soul
General.
His face was white for a moment, and then he groaned and raised his hand, and he had scattered brilliance **** like the earth, and suddenly flew out of his hand.
Although the **** are all the size of a walnut, five palms are stuffed with palms, which is naturally nothing compared to the giant cloud beast in front of you, and it is not even enough to stop the teeth!
Under the shadow of the horror, the few earthy yellow **** flickered, as if the moth was on fire. Straight into the mouth of the giant cloud monster.
"Explosion".
The young cultivator's face flashed a flush of color, and he shouted.
The voice did not fall, the roar of the shaking sky echoed, faintly echoing the thunder of the sky, and the great momentum was the rainy curtain of the sky.
At the same time as the roar sounded, several khaki-colored brilliance burst out inside the body of the overcast beast, and immediately tore apart. The huge behemoth split into countless copies, but did not suffer fatal damage. But it turned into an innumerable ghost.
"Wu Leizong, the God of Earth-moving Thunder!"
The black robe cultivator was stunned for a while, and it quickly returned to normal, as if the broken mountain city three great sects had not been put in the eyes. For a while, the flag streamer made a strong voice and stood ready.
At this time, whether it is the stout cultivator who is helpless to watch the game, or the black robe and the young cultivator like a cockfight. All paused, looking back towards the sky.
Following their gaze, there is a red light flashing at the junction of heaven and earth, breaking through all, unstoppable power, and breaking through the air.
The roaring sound, just coming into the ear, the person came with a infinite flame 1 like a meteor and fell to a small stop. Before the valley.
In an instant, brilliance converged, except for the three people, there was an extra red light Xuanyi cultivator.
It is Zhang Fan!
As soon as he landed, Zhang Fan's gaze suddenly swept past the three of them on the field.
Only in the distance, he vaguely got the movement here, naturally knowing that they are not dealing with it, fearing that he is playing, but how about it, he didn’t move, just stood in the field as if not worried at all. The way it was affected.
"Boy, make way for your grandpa.
"If not, don’t blame your grandfather and grandpa for cleaning up with you."
Among the three, the black robe cultivator was the first to react. The overcast monster was caught by surprise before, and was destroyed by the young cultivator thunder god. The Wu Leizong cultivator was fed to the ghost, and the speech was also very welcome.
When Zhang Fan appeared, there was a lot of momentum, but at first sight, he was like cultivator of Foundation Establishment middle stage, and he didn’t care anymore. , Licking his lips and looking at the young cultivator, as if it could already be seen, the other party was crying and begging for mercy under the swallowing of the soul.
"Huh?"
If Zhang Fan's face flashed a strange color.
He didn't want to be involved in their affairs, but the black robe cultivator was too polite to speak.
Just so, he doesn’t have to be active, but,"
Zhang Fan's gaze. After passing through the sky of the ghost, he immediately frowned and condensed on the black robe cultivator, especially the flag streamer in his palm, and the appearance of a skeleton like a bone.
Feeling his gaze, the black robe cultivator grinned and said: "Why. Do you want to do it with your ghost grandpa?"
Zhang Fan was deaf to his words, but just looked at his eyes indifferently, saying: "Bone bone door
This black robe cultivator, no matter how it looks, magical item, or the means to drive the ghost, is like the one he taught in Dharma Idol Sect Square City a year ago.
What do you think, the path is the same as that of the sister-in-law who died in his hands, and I am afraid that he is also the heir of the lineage.
One more question, but it is because the three heavy cities of the Bone City, cultivator, should all be rebuilding the ruins on the Qin Province land. Why are they still snorting?
"Good!"
"Grandpa is the real bonbon disciple."
"If you are scared, leave Grandpa aside."
The black robe cultivator is not outspoken, in fact, according to his fierce temper, he has already started to use it, how would he say so much, but if he does it now, it is one enemy and two, everyone is cultivator of Foundation Establishment middle stage , He has no certainty of winning.
"Wait to clean up my oily noodles. My grandpa is here to cook you!"
Unconsciously licked his lips again, the black robe cultivator thought.
Since the full evacuation of cultivator in Bone City lineage a year ago, his days have not been very comfortable. The cultivator he encountered often cast contemptuous eyes. The disgust and disdain can be felt even by the blind. .
I have no more backers~IndoMTL.com~ I dare not make it. I really let the black robe cultivator, which was used by the boneless true monarch, suffocate. I often regret it in my heart and hate why I didn't catch up with the battle to the surface.
Now it’s in the wilderness, killing all these cultivator. No one knows that he was a ghost vulture, and he just let out a bit of depression.
The status gap of above the Heaven and under the earth makes him not crazy, and if it lasts for a long time, he must be a devil.
"That's good"
Zhang Fan murmured. To the back. The voice was low and inaudible, but the robe was undulating and undulating, as if there was something. Brewing in his body in general.
The identity of the Bone Skeleton, a stinky mouth that must be called "Grandpa", has already violated his taboo and confirmed his identity at this time. That's not much to say.
Zhang Fan stood with his hand down, a flash of cold light flashed in his eyes, and said indifferently:
"You, take action!"
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