Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 653: He demon god?

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"Why? God wants to treat our saints like this?"

"What have we done wrong?"

Wu Lao. [Baidu Search: The latest and fastest TXT novel in the book title] This ricket is parallel to the ground. A old Zhang face needs to be raised up to meet the usual old man of Zhang Fan, suddenly trembling and hoarse, as if accusing something.

Bed all his strength and endless sacrifices, he was intervened by Zhang Fan at the last moment. The strong and the weak are different, and they have lost a lot of money. At this point, even the witch old who is a Nascent Soul live-action level, can’t help but tears. In a word, it seems like a chant of sacrifice to the heavens, and the wildness is full of vicissitudes of life, both as if to question the sky and torture itself.

"Why? What did you do wrong?"

The Zhang Fan looks at gaffe wanderer, countless sorrowful eyes below looks at, shook his head secretly.

The Wu Lao who appeared in front of him at this time is no longer a real Nascent Soul real person, and his cultivation base realm can clearly feel it. The Nascent Soul in Wu Lao's body spread out and merged with his own blood essence fleshly body, without any distinction.

This is not a good thing.

The so-called Nascent Soul grand way means that essence, qi and spirit is merged into Nascent Soul and transformed into a brand-new life mode, which has both the advantages of human fleshly body and the freedom of the world.

Now, the situation of Wu Lao is reversed, and the Nascent Soul is scattered around the body for a temporary divine ability.

Seeing such a state of Wu Lao, I think of Si Ya sitting in a stone house without even wearing clothes. These two dignified Nascent Soul lively miserable situations, what Zhang Fan can say besides shaking his head What?

The power of the outgoing divine fire column in the old days almost wiped out two Nascent Soul live-actions on the spot. This Wu Lao exchanged his freedom of action in a short time at the cost of his life.

If there is no Zhang Fan, in his current situation, he can completely hold down Si Ya, and the thousands of followers expert who follow him will naturally slaughter the last elite of the mountain city. Achieve their purpose.

However, Zhang Fan is involved!

A Nascent Soul real person in its heyday is an irresistible force for both parties. Unfortunately for the survivors, he was on the side of the broken mountain city.

Wu Lao, and more than a thousand survivors under it, what can they do except accuse Cang Tian?

"What did you do wrong?"

"Do you really not know?"

Wu Lao's voice seems to have a unique charm. The vicissitudes of ancient heavenly sacrifice sound dispelled the fear in the hearts of all the survivors. Many people climbed up and glared.

It was at this time that a clear voice spread throughout the Quartet.

"Boom~"

The sky mist converges, and the boundless spirit strength condenses, a golden and splendid portal, just like the heavenly gate, falling into the world.

In the golden light that covers the sky and the sun, in the beautiful beauty, the scattered flowers of the celestial celestial bodies, and the beautiful sounds of the natural sounds around the beams, a figure strolls out of the heavenly gate.

In the sky above, Golden Crow crosses the sky. Wu Yi Zhen Tian, ​​the unyielding arrogance, turned into the noble and irresistible majesty of the world, Solar Golden Flame, the clouds covered.

Under Golden Crow, before the Heavenly Gate, Zhang Fan came from the sky, and a big sun emerged from the back of the head, with a tremendous light, and dyed a gorgeous layer of Phnom Penh all over Zhou.

Tianmen, Red Sun, Golden Crow, set against this solemn solemnity, Zhang Fan is like a **** in the sky, a magnificent prestige.

"The Archaic Saint Emperor, starting at the end of the day, revitalizing the human race, a total of divine beast in the world and fighting for the living space. Since then, the human race has stood in the forest of the world and the world."

"Ancient saints, descendants of holy emperors, human pride, sacrifice to the ancestors of heaven and earth, control the demon **** of the son, counterattack the heaven with the archaic divine ability, compete with the demon god, and fight to win, so humans are above Above all beings, it is the son of heaven and earth, and the venerable all living creatures."

"Step by step. This glorious road of humanity is all paved with blood and bones, entrusted by countless ancestors."

"this Zhang, dear! I was born too late, and I can’t regret the fact that I can’t go to heaven with my predecessors and bring the human race to the top of all living beings."

The words and sentences of Zhang Fan, which shocked the world, are all the glory of the saints, and the glory of their ancestors seems to be contrary to their positions.

The human cultivator on the side of the broken mountain city looked at each other. The saints’ remnants were proud and surprised. For a moment, the whole world was quietly and strangely quiet, and only the voice of Zhang Fan still spread melodiously.

"Compared to your ancestors, Wu Lao, survivor, wouldn't it be worthy?"

"Sacrifice with human beings, sacrifice with brothers and sisters, just to please those demon gods? You bleed the blood of your ancestors, and trample on your feet the pride you have won at all sacrifices, if the Holy Emperor has spirit, you will be ashamed Waiting for the descendants. You must say that the Holy Emperor is too ancient, and you will talk about the ancestors’ pride, wouldn’t it be shameless?”

If you say the foreword, it is all a tribute to the pride of the saints, and the next few sentences are to lift all the veils and directly pull them into their faces and into their hearts.

Wrapped with powerful power's words, words and sentences, such as the big river bursting the embankment, I want to wash down the last embankment in the hearts of the survivors. As soon as this word came out, Wu Lao's old face, which was already covered with wrinkles, suddenly faded.

"Don't say it!"

Feeling those eyes staring confusedly behind him, Wu Lao's voice suddenly raised: "What do you know? How do you know the suffering of my holy clan, and the persecution of you cultivator, if not, how can I wait Surviving to this day, I am afraid that you will have been wiped out and killed."

"Oh, in order to survive, you can trample on the glory of your ancestors and run counter to the ideals of your ancestors' blood spilling into the sky?"

Zhang Fan smiled aloud, and said without hesitation.

In his view, the survival of an ethnic group is naturally higher than everything, but for these saints, the glory and pride of their ancestors are almost the only reason they can stick to today. This dam broke down , Everything else is not enough.

"Enough is enough, the king is defeated, and it fell into your hands today. The old man has nothing to say, let's do it!"

The boss Wu shouted, and the **** altar under his feet spread into his body, and the naked flesh was gradually plump up, and the collapsed waist was also straightened slowly.

For his actions, Zhang Fan never paid any attention to it, but his expression never changed.

At this very moment, the voice of the bitter person sounded in his mind: "Boy, don’t you want to kill them?"

The question of bitter people is not without cause. In the previous scene, Zhang Fan imitated the wisdom wolf king of the day, and silently displayed the "Locking Heaven Gate" divine ability. Poor more than a thousand survivors, except for the old Wu, everyone has been locked out of the Tianmen, and it will be difficult to enter in a lifetime.

"What do you do to kill them?"

The Zhang Fan looks immovable, and his eyes must stay close to Wu Lao's eyes. He said indifferently: "I still have something to ask them? Can't I give up such a good chip?"

"Oh!"

If the bitter Taoist responded with understanding, he immediately chuckled and said, "When I meet you, these survivors can be regarded as the mold of eight lives."

Zhang Fan smiled and didn’t answer. The few words of skill, his appearance has not changed, and Wu Lao is allowed to act. Only when Wu Lao’s gaze accidentally drifts above Golden Crow dharma idol, he suddenly condenses his eyes Light, if there is substance.

"Wu Lao!"

Zhang Fan suddenly smiled and said aloud: "this Zhang has a few words to ask, this person, just treat it as this Zhang sincerity!"

"Call~"

The voice did not fall, the wind screamed, and there was a scream, hidden in the wind.

As his sleeves spread, and the gusty wind passed, a petite figure was photographed by him in the frozen Red Flower Valley, thrown away, and fell into the group of survivors.

Zhang Fan started softly. When the petite woman landed, it was almost silent, as if supported by soft cushions.

......

"Guil, where are you going?"

"Guier should go to the big city where his mother said, and learn more about it."

"Then what?"

"When you learn the skills and come back, the people in the tribe will not bully the children."

"Don’t you want to stay in the city?"

"I don’t want to, my mother said that they are very good there, but Gui'er still wants to return to the tribe."

......

looks at fell to the ground, his eyes flashing, and he was ashamed with a stubborn and regretless girl. Somehow, scenes and words from the time when he first saw them emerged from the memory of Zhang Fan.

Gui'er, this little girl who was brought back on a whim in Zhang Fan did indeed practice what she said, but this process was unimaginable to both of them.

Everyone has their own perseverance, which can be described as stubborn. Gui'er is not respectable for returning to the tribe and the respected obsession. For a while, it is not even possible to say whether it is a demon. After all, in her view, perhaps they are human cultivator Is the real alien.

"Wu Lao, presumably it's the children's sacrifice to the heaven, and now they will be sent back here to talk about their hearts."

"Oh, the old man is in love, please ask if you have anything!"

It seems that with the emergence of Gui'er, the violent atmosphere disappears, and the two people who are about to explode the world-shaking confrontation are talking happily.

More strangely, in the process, the two did not take a closer look, as if she did not exist.

In fact, there is no difference between her and her, but it is just an introduction, a step.

Strong and weak, as the last expert on the side of the holy clan, Wu Lao needs to keep the seeds of the holy clan instead of grudge, and naturally will not let go of any possible opportunities, so it is natural to have This scene.

"Okay!"

Zhang Fan nodded in satisfaction, can meet a person who knows, and can save a lot of skill.

"Wu Lao, do you know what a demon **** is?"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and asked casually.

This statement came out~IndoMTL.com~ The Golden Crow dharma idol behind him seemed to understand his thoughts. Suddenly, Solar Golden Flame spread all over the body, surging up, almost burning Tianyu.

The huge body stretches, the iconic three-legged emptiness stands in the air, the wings are wide, the eyes are like electricity, and the eyes are squaring!

For Zhang Fan, the power of Golden Crow dharma idol was revealed. In an instant, the pupils of Wu Lao's dizzy old eyes shrank suddenly.

ps: First even more~~

Guier this person, I shouldn’t have said much, but a few days ago someone asked me "Who is Waner?" I fell, and someone asked "Who is Xi Ruo?"

It seems that the character that is impressive in my mind may not be impressive to everyone, let alone such a small character. Simply, I will mark her appearance by the way, and students who have doubts will take a glance. It was clear at a glance.

Go home, appear in Chapter 396~Chapter 398~~

The above, the proficient and wordy, naturally does not count the number of words~(*^__^*)! ~!