Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 747: 　 Dharma Idol Sect treasure trove

Zhang Fan sat cross-legged in the void, with a condensed look. His face was blue and white. Between his breathing, he condensed into two columns of air, conspicuous.

The sleeves of Qiankun lying on his knees are fluctuating and spreading endlessly, as if they might change again at any time, covering the sky and covering the sun, and they seem to be unable to support them, falling apart and collapsing between heaven and earth.

"Good guy!"

Zhang Fan's face didn't have too many surprises. Although pale, but there is no way to hide the pleasure.

Here in his sleeves, he puts his effort into full play, and does not live up to his hopes.

This time, a city with one sleeve in one sleeve, it was forced a little, but it also proved that the cultivation base is not above him. In front of it, the number can no longer have an advantage, but the ants-like things, one sleeve Extinguishable.

"Hoo!"

Exhaled for a long time, Zhang Fan will suddenly see the Qiankun sleeve that is about to be suppressed, and suddenly flicked behind him!

"Wow!

It seemed like a hailstorm, countless silhouettes, and it appeared in the air like a sky, and screamed and fell down.

"Ning!"

At the same time, the Zhang Fan's head was closed, the five-colored 氤氲 Qingyun emerged, and the cherry blossoms were illuminated by golden lights, illuminating Nine Provinces.

Immediately, responding to the sound, slamming away, and turning into an infinitely hazy, almost all the incalculable figures that have just been thrown out of Qiankun’s sleeves.

In an instant, silhouettes and screams disappeared between heaven and earth, replaced by a huge piece of five-colored Qingyun, majestic, so as not to let the bones of the city become huge.

On top of Qingyun, there is Jiuyao Qiyan Fufu Shenmu, Eastern Sovereign clock is hung on it, Golden Crow is three-legged, and it is like suppressing the power of the world, firmly suppressing tens of millions of creatures under Qingyun.

After doing this, Qiankun sleeves finally stabilized a little bit, and the sun and moon patterns on it are no longer rotating like electricity, and the gods are masterpieces, as if they may burst at any time.

Zhang Fan had just let out a long breath, and he felt that there was a fire in front of him, and black flames appeared, and Feng Jiuling appeared in front of him with a little worry.

"Yihua, are you okay?"

As soon as he appeared, Feng Jiuling asked nervously.

"Phoenix ancestral master, rest assured, the younger generation is fine."

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, although it was hard to conceal his pale appearance, but his spirit was vigorous, obviously it did not affect the roots, but it was just exhausted.

It seems to him at this level of cultivation. As long as it is not hurt, such a spirit strength will be a sign of exhaustion, but it can be restored in a moment, which is undamaged.

Feng Jiuling saw this, finally letting go of his heart, shaking his head and sighing, "Why are you so desperate?"

"But

"Beautifully done!"

A smile finally appeared on his face, and he smiled with caress, apparently and Rongyan.

"That's all ordinary folks, how about the underground cultivator? Can it be hindered?"

What kind of vision of Feng Jiuling, just a glance, reveals the mystery.

Zhang Fan threw out his previous sleeves and was trapped in it by cosmic orbit Xingchen Qingyun divine ability. It was tens of millions of mortals in Bone City.

Don’t look at every mortal, under the sleeve divine ability in the sleeve, it is nothing but a difference from the ants, but the concentration, but the pressure is terrifying. It was almost exploded before, these mortals are the main reason.

So Zhang Fan just released these good controls, causing tremendous pressure on the mortals to release. As for those cultivator, he would wait until he breathes.

After all, there are too many people. With the power in the sleeve alone, you can’t directly ban and suppress it, otherwise you will be trapped in it, just ignore it, don’t hurry.

"It's okay, but it's just ants. Wait until the juniors calm down, and then make the area."

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and said nonchalantly.

In his sleeve, he was unable to break free. In such a situation, in his heart, it is no different from the meat on the cutting board, just looking at his mood, I really don’t need to care.

"Okay, Donghua's campaign, soaring my Dharma Idol Sect prestige, Fengmou also has a bright face, haha

Feng Jiuling was obviously relieved and smiled loudly.

Hearing his laughter, a group of Nascent Soul real people who haven't come in the distance, suddenly knew that Zhang Fan would not have any problems here, and could not help but let out a long breath.

"ancestral master has won the prize."

After all, Feng Jiuling is an elder, so it’s hard to be proud in front of him. Zhang Fan naturally humbly said.

"Mo Yao Guoqian."

Feng Jiuling waved his hand disapprovingly. Then he said: "The old man protects the Fa for you, so you can adjust your interest rate, so don't delay it."

"Thank you ancestral master!"

When Zhang Fan knew that it was not polite now, I thanked him, and turned his eyes away from the battlefield of the three big Nascent Soul late stage big expert battlefields. I immersed myself wholeheartedly, and Nascent Soul swallowed innumerable spirit qi and began to recover true essence.

In a short time, the sky spirit qi converged, and he was fainted around his sitting body, as if in the sky, a cloud suddenly appeared, and suddenly swept again.

Feng Jiuling nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand, the sky of spirit qi convergence suddenly accelerated, if it was a dark surge, then this is a real torrent of turbulence.

With the help of him, Zhancha skill and Zhang Fan opened their eyes slowly, and the whole body was shocked. If there was any substance, the liquid spirit qi suddenly collapsed.

Er Su, a long body burst. Zhang Ji sleeves waving. Thousands of cultivator, Yue Yijunjun.

"Hey

People with low cultivation base are drowsy and do not know where they are in the world; those with high cultivation base will inevitably fall to the ground and scream.

Among these people, there is no lack of thoughtful people, who instantly reflected where they were, or sacrificed magical item magical treasure, or condensed to escape, but at this time, most of the Zhang Fan of divine ability have been restored. Since they dare to let them go After coming out, there is naturally an absolute certainty that they can be restrained, and how can they be easily lifted?

"cosmic orbit stars, now!"

Silent and silent, like a thunder on the ground, the world changed colors, cosmic orbit stars, vast starry sky, replaced the Lang Lang Qiankun, and covered all the underground cultivator.

In an instant, the Vortex Nebula emerges, 365 cosmic orbit stars rotate, and 33 of the most eye-catching stars hang above the sky.

Suddenly surrounded by the vast starry sky, as far as the eye can see, it is as if the stars are shining, boundless, vast, vast, and helpless, and suddenly dare not act rashly, the panic in the heart of the underground cultivator can be imagined.

At this very moment, a laid-back voice, powerful and clear, lingering in the vast starry sky, no matter where it is. All are audible.

"Without this battle, this Zhang will keep you safe, if not, it would be unpredictable to bomb on the spot!"

For a time, it seemed that all the stars were frozen for this voice, the sense of boundlessness and loneliness, multiplying the power of Zhang Fan's words.

At this time, the close of a city with a sleeve is just a clean up. Zhang Fan slowly withdrew the palm of the star, let out a long breath.

I wonder if he was shocked by his words, or fear cosmic orbit stars great formation power, except for the occasional one or two screams that came from the roaring faintly, the great formation was silent.

These underground cultivators were first ruthlessly dumped by white bones, and then they felt the supreme power of Qiankun and cosmic orbit stars great formation in their sleeves. It is normal to not dare to act rashly. Those who do not listen to the advice will kill themselves. Nothing special.

"Donghua, let the old man help you!"

Feng Jiuling, who had been watching silently, suddenly said.

"Huh?"

Zhang Fan glanced at him strangely and immediately smiled and said: "May I watch ancestral master."

"Go!"

Feng Jiuling smiled and waved his hand. A large black shadow in the air flashed over, with a strong wind, and immense power, suddenly suppressed.

"Floating Mountain!"

Zhang Fan looked intently, only to see that it suppressed the power of cosmic orbit stars great formation and multiplied its power, and it was they that they were riding on the Yibao Floating Mountain.

This different treasure is obviously more than the treasure of flying. Observing its might and suppressing it is the biggest power.

However,

Zhang Fan is a little puzzled. Although his cosmic orbit Star great formation is a bit reluctant to suppress a group of cultivator, but these people have been taken away, they can’t gather their resistance at all, and his means are enough, Feng Jiuling Why bother?

At this moment, Feng Jiuling stepped up. Standing side by side with him, he solemnly said: "Donghua, can you take back your 33 stars for a look?

The Zhang Fan froze for a moment, then suddenly.

"Dare to love him for this!"

He understands now that Feng Jiuling's approach is just to allow him to free up thirty gold.

"Why is this?"

Zhang Fan is strange in his heart, but it does not affect his movements. His hand is a brilliant star. If it is a first-class star, it will cross the sky and go straight into the hand.

The palm is spread out, thirty-three stars gold is suspended on the palm, just like a small galaxy, running according to a certain trajectory, boundlessly bright and endlessly magnificent, as if you can draw people's eyes, and essence, qi and spirit, into all of them. Out.

For a long time, Feng Jiuling slightly jaws. Tao: "The fruit is this thing, Donghua, you are so blessed"

"ancestral master what do you mean"

With a move in Zhang Fan's heart, a flash of joy appeared in the eyebrows, and he asked quickly.

Feng Jiuling smiled, but did not answer directly, but continued to ask: "Donghua is in formation, but it is not complete?"

What did he know about Jiu Tianrenren~IndoMTL.com~ But at a glance, he could see that cosmic orbit Yanchen great formation is partially real.

"Good, far from perfect."

This there's no is easy to hide, Zhang Fan said frankly.

The great formation at this time is based on cosmic orbit three hundred and sixty-five sapphire gourds. No matter how, it is impossible to compare with the original version of cosmic orbit stars in the stars gold, at best, but only one percent of power That's it.

How easy is it to collect 365 star gold?

After leaving Xingtian Realm, there have been dozens of cold and hot days so far, Zhang Fan has not seen any one, and there is no news of this thing at all. Now listening to the meaning of Feng Jiuling, there seems to be a clue how unpleasant he is.

"You have not yet entered my Dharma Idol Sect treasure house?"

Feng Jiuling suddenly said that such a bull's head is wrong, but it made Zhang Fan stunned.

"Dharma Idol Sect treasure house?"