Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 447: 　Butterfly, residual image

"Ten years later..."

In the fragments of the Blackwater Tide World, the unintentional sentence of Nine Nine Ancestors emerged in his memory.

At that time, the Nine Nine Ancestors mentioned that he could not come out of the abyss of the vast sea within fifty years. Wasn’t that fifty years later that day, more than ten years later? "It seems that they are going to launch before a group of Nascent Soul bosses come out of the abyss of the sea

Zhang Fan secretly paid attention, and then temporarily let go of this matter, although he was very interested, but after all, it is a matter of the future, and let’s talk about more than ten years of rushing, which is also very good for him one thing.

After thinking about it, he saw his sleeves flicked, a black shadow flashed from the cuffs, returned to the size of ordinary people, and fell heavily to the ground.

In a flash, his face was clear, and the sound of groaning sounded. The person who fell on the ground woke up quietly and looked around dimly. His face suddenly changed greatly. It is the third son of the Yin family. "If you want to die, just watch!"

His hand just reached cosmos bag, and the cabinet got a quiet voice into his ears, his movements suddenly froze. The bitter meaning instantly covered his face, and the palm slowly slipped down.

Since I saw the death of the two elder brothers just now, he did not desperately, and now it is even more impossible to lose his life.

Who are the two people around? One was one-on-two, almost killed together with the pool, the other was more horrible, and none of the blood **** sons above him were his opponents. In the face of these two people, how could he not be desperate and dare not to resist.

Zhang Fan nodded in satisfaction, waved his hand, and a red light swept across the body of the Yin family’s third son, and his face changed quickly. He said quickly, "Where is the blood **** child’s old nest?

"On the Island of Blood God, but...

Yin's third son said hesitantly.

"But what? Hurry up! Zhang Fan urged repeatedly." Huh? "

The old gambler gave Zhang Fan a strange look, and felt that something was wrong, but did not interfere with his questioning. "Master...Oh no, the blood **** son he scraped-just lost his avatar, he must have taken the spare avatar again, and he will not return to the island, and he cannot move without the avatar." "He hides the avatar , I don't know where?" Yin family's third son said uneasy, Zhang Fan listened to his ears, there's no said.

Actually, he knew in his heart that from the mouth of the three blood **** sons, he could not ask anything that was too important. How could a character like the blood **** son have no preparatory degree to this point.

No routine questioning, Zhang Fan kept asking: "Your combo strike technique? Where did it come from?"

The combined attack of the three of them is quite different. Previously, when Zhang Fan take action interfered, it was discovered that this combined attack was not compatible with the yin attribute cultivation technique of cultivation by their three brothers. It was obviously different from the black and white two rats, not their own. The derivative technique of divine ability.

"Uh..." The third elder of the Yin family looked at Zhang Fan in surprise, and just touched Li Mang in his eyes. He did not dare to hesitate and replied: "This is a broken stele that our brother has accidentally seen on an island. As noted on the record, we also print...""Topping ●Printing"

When the word "Tuo Yin" appeared, it seemed to be jammed suddenly. The yin family's oldest mumbling repeated, the sound became shorter and shorter, and the two words became a word, and gradually disappeared. It turned into a meaningless murmur, tears, saliva, and a runny nose, without realizing it.

At the same time, a weird voice suddenly sounded from his body, as if stirring a viscous liquid, or something, shaking his wings and listening in his ears, making people creepy. "Ah~" Zhang Fan sighed, but showed no surprise. "Brother Ying Long, this kid is..." Everyone saw that something was wrong, and the old gambler quickly came forward and asked. "Blood Butterfly~" Zhang Fan shook his head and turned his head to stop looking at q "Blood Butterfly?"

The old gambler repeated it abruptly, and then quickly stepped away, as if hearing something terrifying. It's really scary!

Blood Butterfly is a control of divine ability in the heavenly demon Daxue Dafa. With this technique, life and death are in the hands, and it is cruel at the time of the attack.

Previously, after eating a long grain of wisdom, Zhang Fan was probed into the whole body of the Yin family’s third son with spiritual sense before being interrogated. As a result, he found dozens of tiny undetectable points in his head, and almost ignored the Little grey.

From the beginning, he never thought that the Blood God Son would not restrict the three fundamentals. As soon as he saw these little gray spots, he immediately thought of Blood Butterfly.

The divine ability blood butterfly, between divine ability and life, is very strange. For the current Zhang Fan, it is almost impossible to crack, so it will be questioned repeatedly, only to be able to be before his death, Learn what you want to know.

In the process of interrogation, Zhang Fan never relaxed his surveillance of his body. I saw that the Yin family’s third son was half said. Those gray dots suddenly swelled and broke into shells, which immediately flicked in a thousandth. Within a period of time, I grew up to the thickness of my thumb, and turned my head in the mind of the Yin family's third son, and %%% "bang bang~~"

The sound is like the sound of the crushed glass ball, the eyes, mouth, ears, and nose of the Yin family's third son... A **** butterfly the size of a thumb is completely drilled out, flying into the air, fanning desperately Wings, **** breath suddenly filled.

On their bodies, there are vaguely white or snowy things that can be seen. As for what they are, then one can imagine. "Fuck!"

Zhang Fan shook his head, no longer thinking about it, his sleeves waved, the sky-red and red flames appeared at once, and they spread out, and a flash of rain passed away.

Afterwards, as if it was raining, dozens of burnt blacks were unable to fall from the sky, and some were too late to fall into the sky, so they scattered countless ashes in the sky.

Don’t look at the blood butterfly’s fragility when exposed to the air, but it’s almost unsolved before it breaks out of its head.

How fragile the human brain is, the tiny eggs are planted in it, and they are tightly bound and can hardly be peeled off. Once the shell is broken, the rest will end in a flick of the finger, and there is no time to do anything to deal with it. .

In fact, it is not entirely impossible. If you want to rescue this person, you must try to isolate him, or the bird or the sleeve of Qiankun. In short, the blood butterfly eggs in his mind cannot receive outside information at all.

Followed by years and months of perfusion with targeted spirit pill, it took a few years to slowly release the insects. All must be under an isolated environment, otherwise it will be exposed to the air and subjected to surgery. The feeling of the person immediately broke out with Dagger.

Not to mention how to get the targeted spirit pill, how can Zhang Fan spend so much skill and so much time for the enemy of the Yin family's third son? Naturally, only a few words can be squeezed out as far as possible and then gone. "It's dad poisonous!" The old gambler also understood at this time, shaking his head and sighing.

Zhang Fan said nothing in silence. He didn’t pick up his words. If he didn’t even have the means, he would be sorry for the great reputation of the blood god.

One move, three cosmos bag, divided into three directions, flew into his hand.

The first two, Zhang Fan's spiritual sense, were swept away without staying in the slightest, until the third, the cosmos bag of the Yin family boss and a cloudy day, there was a look of joy on his face. With a swipe of his hand, he immediately spread out, and a silk silk appeared in his hand. There is nothing to say about the texture of silk, the key is the pattern on it.

On the silk silk, black patterns and white patterns are printed with mysterious patterns, and the four sides are marks of incomplete fractures. It seems that as the third son of the Yin family said, it was indeed printed from a broken stone.

On top of the pattern, it is their three brothers’ combined attack technique. At a glance, they feel that the mystery is incomparable, much more complicated and powerful than the three brothers showed.

The key point is that, as a whole, this picture is only a part of it. Its true face is not a simple three-man attack. "It's a pity!"

Zhang Fan sighed, put away the silk silk, and bounced several ignition stars at the same time, burning the bodies of the three Yin brothers to ashes.

Unfortunately, I haven't been able to get more information from the mouth of the Yin family's third son.

Because the old gambler was nearby, Zhang Fan not at all immediately checked the cosmos bag of the Blood God Son~IndoMTL.com~ instead turned his head and asked: "Old gambler, do you have any plans in the future?" The question is about the plan, in fact, escape!

This is impossible for the blood **** child, and Zhang Fan cannot be his bodyguard. If you don’t plan well, today’s events will be repeated sooner or later. "This umbrella one by one one & one" "Let's go step by step!" said the old gambler's face suddenly gloomy and said helplessly.

Zhang Fan pondered for a moment, recalling the feelings since meeting the old gambling ghost, and he said slowly, "Otherwise, you should go to Wangjia to avoid a while!" Wangjia? "The old gambler looked back in amazement and asked in shock. He had just killed the second son of Wangjia. Although no one knew it, he was always a little guilty." Wang Sansan was short of hands at this time, and you must have received his hospitality No need to go out, there is no shortage of cultivation. ""As long as you stay there honestly, they are unlikely to find Wangjia! "

What Zhang Fan said is indeed the fact. If the other party can find the trace of the old gambler, let’s not talk about it first. The other party’s great conspiracy will not easily offend the powerful business alliances, not to mention standing behind him. This behemoth of Tian Dunzong.

As long as the old gambler does not repeat the same mistakes as the second son of Wang Jia, there is no problem in avoiding the limelight.

"Okay!" "The old gambler just made him a head-shrunk turtle! After thinking about it, the old gambler gritted his teeth.

After that, he no longer stayed. After receiving the transfer notes that Zhang Fan asked him to transfer, he got up and flew towards Hanhai City at a rapid speed. "Let’s ask for blessings!"

As he watched him go away, Zhang Fan flipped his hand, and the **** cosmos bag spread out on the palm of his hand, his eyes suddenly lit up.