Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 401: Hukou seizes food, with 1 as 0
"Good opportunity!"
Zhang Fan suddenly stood up, looking terribly into the air, almost dying from the water and shouting to the sky, with a divine light in his eyes, as if in substance.
Holy Son Demon God, really extraordinary, it is worthy of him to hide carefully, under the angry and one strike, the defense and vitality are powerful and powerful to avoid the water and the sky roar. At this time, there are many holes, scale recorded, The flesh and blood are blurred, and he hangs in one breath, falling down from the air weakly.
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It is the weakest time. Now, as long as a cultivator of Foundation Establishment level can take its life, if such a good opportunity cannot be grasped, he is not Zhang Fan.
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crow nest flipped over, Golden Crow Melting Fire, the dazzling fire escape, burst suddenly.
At the lakeside, the virtual image of the demon deity disappeared into the air, and the remnants who knelt on the ground stood up one after another.
"Great Elder!!!"
At the beginning, there was still confusion. But in a flash, the call to the elders became the only one in the world
In the face of the clan’s support and the upcoming beast treasure, the elder Ni Sang’s old face also showed a smile.
Immediately, this smile-launching website has blossomed to a normal level. Ni Sang's expression suddenly changed, and he looked at one of the ghosts in the distance.
Everyone below is still cheering and celebrating, while celebrating this victory, an overbearing breath suddenly rose into the sky. At the center of the breath, several giant trees were uprooted by the rolling air and threw away.
At this time, the survivors only woke up like a dream, but it was too late.
Explode sounds, roaring bursts, flashes of fire, gradually becoming iridescent, approaching half of the water-shocking sky roar that fell to half.
Thunderbolt is not enough to cover the ears, and it is not enough to describe the degree of this light. I am afraid that only the real light can be better than him!
Among the survivors, Ni Xiang’s cultivation base is undoubtedly the most advanced. Although the witchcraft and immortal way belong to different systems, but in real terms, his cultivation base is at least equivalent to the realm of Core Formation Great Perfection, which is extremely terrifying.
If you want to talk about the defect, it means that his body is far less powerful than cultivator.
In his eyes, it was not a person who skipped the sky at this time, but a group of golden-red flames. This flame did not stay after approaching the water-shocking sky roar, and a flame claw protruded out. , All of a sudden broke into the body of the water shout, shouted!
"Dare you dare?"
The full roar of roar came from afar. An invisible air wave centered on its rickety body suddenly burst out, the invisible ripples spread, and tossed everything in the surrounding area more than ten feet away, it was his son, as the patriarch in the Chinese costume The young man also turned a few fights in the air before he fell to the ground, disgraced and embarrassed.
Dare you? Why not dare to do everything?
The palms retracted, the flames converged, and a fist-sized, yellowish irregular sphere appeared on the palms of Zhang Fan, lukewarm, breathing hot, faintly beating, like a heart.
The beast treasure related to Waner’s life is finally here.
Although I wish to treat the human beings as sacrifices for the following generations and treat human beings as another kind of food for life, all of them will be killed, but this time it is in his heart. Wan'er's life is the most important, so I don't plan to stay any longer.
In the blood of the remaining limbs exploding from the sky and the roar of the sky, the golden red flames recurred, and the violent momentum was like a giant column of smoke and smoke across the sky. With a cry, the body of Zhang Fan was blurred, and it seemed Gone are gone.
If at this time, he was cast another Golden Crow Melting Fire, it was really high-flying birds, the sea wide jumped by fish, want to search for Zhang Fan with crow nest in hand in the huge ghost forest, it’s not easy to mention But he was hurt, and he was able to get rid of everyone underneath. By then, who could keep him?
Unfortunately, the survivors below are descendants of the ancient holy emperor. How can it be a fluke to survive under the high pressure of underground cultivation world?
Golden Crow Melting Fire, just halfway through, almost a hundred remnants of men in Chinese costumes sat in a circle, murmured in their mouths, as if chanting something.
This witchcraft spell is extremely fast. After all, it is not a blood sacrifice, it is not so troublesome, just at the most critical moment, Zhang Fan will be thousands of miles away. Suddenly, these survivors shouted at the same time, simultaneously spurted blood.
The blood gathers together, transpiring into a blood mist, condensing into the image of a demon, but it has three heads and six arms, changing for no reason.
Due to their strength, let alone spit blood essence, it was even a life together, and it is impossible to distract the devil and summon the lower realm, which now appears. But it is similar to spirit qi and other means
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The means may not be strong, but the key here is time recovery, but it is extremely important.
The Demon God Virtual Image appeared on the website, and two groups of flames appeared at the foot, roaring, and suddenly disappeared in front of the survivors, when they appeared again. Already one strike hit less than a foot in front of Zhang Fan.
"So fast!"
The look of Zhang Fan is condensed, and the Golden Crow wings that are halfway to the second north are awesome!
Golden Crow Fire Feather, this type of dharma idol spirit art has rarely been used since Foundation Establishment, but this is just a trend.
On the occasion of thousand pounds, Zhang Fan clearly judged that if he forcibly escaped, fearing that it had not been melted into the fire, he would first be hit by the demon **** virtual image and had to make this choice.
With his current cultivation base and Golden Crow Fire Feather of Golden Core great accomplishment, the power cannot naturally be the same as decades ago.
The roaring sound of the sky seems like hundreds of millions of feather arrows breaking through the sky, so sharp, it is instantly filled with the whole body of the devil’s virtual image, and at the same time Zhang Fan has a big sleeve, like a flag streamer fluttering in the strong wind, showing all over The palm of the golden flame burst out from afar.
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The sound of burning blast. Suddenly, the endless disorder spirit qi spread out, and the powerful strong wind pressed the surface of the lake, which caused great waves.
Under one strike, nearly 100 divine abilitys exhibited by the survivors gathered and immediately shattered. spirit strength dragged divine ability down, hundreds of people left, and simultaneously spit out another blood. Falling to the ground softly, that middle-aged Chinese suit is no exception.
Zhang Fan is so powerful, the middle-aged man in the Chinese suit has a **** mouth, and his face is horrified. He looks up at the elder who is still standing on the altar, shouting:
"Father," the rest of the words have not been exported yet, and I heard a coldly voice coming: "Shut up, you waste, you have lost the face of our saints."
The voice did not fall, and the blood-red altar suddenly flew away, narrowing while flying high, reaching a height of more than a hundred feet, level with Zhang Fan, and has become only half the size of a person, floating quietly. In front of Ni Sang.
Although the altar has shrunk, the **** gas above has not decreased, but it has become more intense. It seems that with the action of shrinking, the essence of countless years accumulated in it has also been forced out. Struggle, sacrifice, and livelihood. The determination to dare to turn the world upside down is undoubtedly revealed.
Correspondingly, what the elder Ni Sang looks like. It has also turned upside down.
"Aliens, put down the beast treasure, the old man is the master and let you live a life!"
The old and desolate sound, like the song in the endless Gobi, not only above the lake, but echoed throughout the ghost forest.
When speaking, Ni Sang’s incomparable aging body was straight, inch by inch, and the voice fell, already straight like a spear, and as sharp as a sword, but his wrinkled old face also suddenly appeared bright .
At this moment, the endless vitality has replaced the whole body of death. From the breath, it seems that in a moment, it has returned to the middle age.
"If I say no?"
Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, seemingly uncomfortable, as if he didn't even notice the intention of the other party to delay time.
"Then you don’t have to leave!"
Ni Sangbao smiled, his thin palm stretched out suddenly, and pressed onto the altar suspended in front of him.
"Wow la la"
above the Heaven and under the earth, in all directions, the continuous sound sounded like the entire ghost forest, suddenly came alive, and was spreading his teeth and claws, devouring everything.
At the same time, a huge shadow covered it, and the entire ghost forest seemed to be instantly integrated into the night, which was the ubiquitous light of Yuan touch, and it was never revealed.
All day, there is only that altar. There are still blood-red brilliance, and besides, there is darkness and silence.
"Are you still going now?"
The sound of the opera skeleton came out of Ni Sang's mouth. For a while, skill, the wrinkles on his face seemed to be smoothed out a lot, and it looked like a general old Dong, no longer dying.
Zhang Fan laughed, waved his sleeves, said: "I don't want to leave this place, what's the matter with you scum meeting?"
It wasn’t him who supported him~IndoMTL.com~ Since he was blocked by the middle-aged Chinese suit divine ability, he knew it. No fight. It is impossible to get away.
Based on the divine ability method previously shown by the elder Ni Sang, just give him time to react. There is a way to get him trapped and have to fight a game. In this case, Zhang Fan is much lazy to pay skill.
More on that. According to his original intention, he didn't want to leave these human shame in the world anymore.
If someone else is doing this, it’s okay. These survivors are descendants of the descendants of the holy emperor. Saying to the saints that they are proud, but they are trampled on the glory of their ancestors, trampled on the status of the master of heaven and earth that mankind has struggled for hundreds of millions of years.
"Go ahead!"
"Let's take a look at this seat. What can you do to shame your ancestors, besides sacrifice your own lives?"
Zhang Fan stands down, three-legged Golden Crow dharma idol. I don't know when it will appear. I stand in the sky and look around. It is the supreme majesty of the world.