Immortal Road of the Dharma Idol Chapter 763: “Who will play with me~”

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"Bitter old, help me. [Baidu search: the latest and fastest TXT novel title]"

"I want to check it out. How is the power of this heavenly demon remnant soul!"

Zhang Fan spoke out coldly, with cold eyes in his eyes, not for his daughter, but for the heavenly demon power hidden in her body.

"Okay!"

The bitter people are not nonsense, the voice just fell, Nine Fires Flame Dragon Pearl suddenly emerged, the powerful spiritual sense, wrapped in the power of thought, poured into the body of Zhang Fan.

The Yangtze River is rushing, Qiankun is throwing it away, the terror has reached its extreme strength, and it is surging. If not the Zhang Fan today, it will not be the same as before. The power of the ascetic once entered, I am afraid it will be directly exploded Come on.

"Call~"

In an instant, the Zhang Fan calmly breathed, the sound of breathing, if the wind passed, there were two milky white gas columns, which entered the nose.

"What a powerful force!"

Zhang Fan's heart moved. Secretly marveled.

At this moment, the powerful power shown by the bitter Taoist exceeded his expectations and gave him the feeling that he even distracted from the wisdom wolf king in the gourd realm.

That is the realm that spiritual sense is so powerful that it interferes with this world and becomes divine ability.

For a time, Zhang Fan was enlightened in his heart, aware of the years of suffering in the fire spirit beads, and the recovery of more than a hundred years. Regardless of others, the spiritual sense alone, the bitter Taoist may have exceeded the level of his heyday.

But these are all afterwords, Zhang Fan's mind is quickly reunited and placed on the daughter in front of him.

One finger stretched out slowly, and in an instant, it seemed that the whole world had disappeared. Only that finger, it came forward.

This is the result of essence, qi and spirit's high concentration and cohesive strength.

"Wow~"

Just when his finger touched the long forehead, there was a fiery red, if a phoenix sounded, it sounded like a weeping of a child sound, and if the sound wave was substantial, it hit the body of Zhang Fan.

——dharma idol: Bifang!

Invasion of external forces is fundamental. dharma idol competes independently.

It doesn't matter whether the other party is for her own good or not, whether it is her own father or not, this is an instinct.

"Go away!"

The Zhang Fan snorted coldly, and there was a faint cry.

At this time, only his daughter’s eyebrows are in his eyes, and Zifu Niwan, everything else is not in his eyes.

Don’t even see Bi Fang’s image, the sound of Zhang Fan shouting, holding the supreme power of Day Golden Crow, when the air pressure. m free online novel expert))

The power of the demon emperor, the distance between the cultivation base and the distance between each other is so far that the Bifang dharma idol has no resistance at all, and with a wail, it is forced back into the body of Youyou again.

At the same time, Zhang Fan’s fingers, with supreme power, slammed on the long forehead, and the powerful force surged in.

In an instant, if calm after the storm. Suddenly quiet in the long room, there are only two people with closed eyes, facing each other.

......

Purple House, located in the middle of the eyebrows of people, within three inches, is the upper dantian!

The mysterious mystery of the human body, the nine palaces in the sky, where the Purple Mansion is where the Yuan God lives, a void in the void, with the **** of innate true one.

According to legend, cultivator and Yuanshen great accomplishment, when stepping into the realm of the eternal life secret realm, Yuanshen lived in the Purple Mansion, and out of the wicket came to the top door, carrying the sound of thunder, meaning the birth of the Holy Child.

At this time, Zhang Fan and the bitter people worked together to follow the unique path of soul-searching Dafa, wrapped in spiritual sense thoughts into the body, and rushed into the long-lived place where the purple palace Yuan Shen lived.

Youyou naturally did not achieve the primal spirit, and even Nascent Soul has not been proved. At this time, the Purple House is the storage of divine soul.

Originally into the Purple Mansion, it doesn’t need to be so troublesome. With the power of the bitter Taoist, the second line is the method of searching souls. Ordinary cultivator, kill the opponent's soul. The most common method is to use the big divine ability to directly break through the other party's purple house, divine soul extermination, and even divine soul extermination.

But that is to the enemy, Yoyo is the daughter of Zhang Fan. How could he be willing to let him suffer a little bit of damage, so he had to do so to ensure that he would be harmless.

"Boom~"

Just like the thunder of the Yuanshen great accomplishment when he left the body, Zhang Fan spiritual sense condensed the imaginary body, but felt the whole body oscillated, as if it was about to collapse in the sound of thunder.

"Ning!"

On the occasion of at a crucial moment, there was a loud rant, not as if it came out of the mouth, but the vastness of the world.

Golden Crow is a long cry, a huge force suddenly solidified, from virtual to real, appeared in this world.

"This..."

"This is the long purple house?"

The eyebrows of Zhang Fan gradually became clearer, and they can even be seen from it. When I said this sentence, I felt that kind of heartache.

For the first time, look around. As far as he can see, he who made him a father was heartbroken and wished to replace him.

What is in front of me is a vast world, and a world that is bound to the extreme.

Sensually, one step is the end of the world, but this step is not moving, an invisible barrier is blocking;

in the dark. I only feel that there are countless roads, but there is only one way to go, just like the vast world, the painting is the prison, the purple house.

Zhang Fan knows clearly that this place of Purple House is the origin of divine soul of human beings. The origin of Yuanshen varies with the improvement of cultivation base of human beings.

Yuyou's situation in Purple House at this time is actually much better than the ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator. Ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator, divine soul must not be strong, the space of Zifu becomes more and more narrow, that is, the size of the turn.

So, at first sight, Zhang Fan knew that his judgment was correct, and there must be another force in the long purple house before expanding the world. So far.

However, he has no time to pay attention to it. His eyes are fixed on the countless floating debris in the void.

These fragments are like magnificent bubbles, and they are also a collection of scenes. Each one is a complete world, with a picturesque, faintly familiar image of girl, alone and joyful.

"Yuyo..."

The kind of heartache and love can no longer be contained, Zhang Fan whispered, almost couldn't bear it, reached out and touched.

"Who will play with me~~"

The Zhang Fan just forcibly calmed down, not doing impulsive things, a tender, quiet voice. Echoed in the purple house space.

The voice is so weak, even if it is listened to, it is erratic and vague; it is so clear that even if it is careless, it is also heard in the ear.

"This is..."

"Yuyou voice!"

Zhang Fan moved in a flash, his expression changed, spiritual sense let go, and swept over the endless fragments.

"Who will play with me~~"

The girl’s voice with endless loneliness seems to come from debris, converging in the air and spreading all over the corners.

As far as the eye can see, you can lie among the debris, or lie under the tree, count the ants one by one, as if you can see the joy and sorrow of another creature from it; or sit on the branch and look away Looking far away, there are little friends playing there, among the eyebrows, I can see the envy and loss...

More and more, it is a little girl who sleeps soundly on the bed, does not realize spring sleep, and has a lonely face that is not tolerant of spring.

Looking at the last moment, it is still a three-foot young boy who sleeps soundly without knowing the spring time; next moment looks at it again, but it is a two-eighth girl, and Begonia still sleeps in the spring.

The time passes by in endless drowsiness. I woke up in a dream. Yesterday my playmates and children suddenly went on a trip...

"Who will play with me~~~"

It sounds naive, but it sounds sad in the ears of Zhang Fan, but it still echoes in Zifu, little by little, letting Zhang Fan's heart slowly cool down.

After making previous judgments, Zhang Fan knew that the power of heavenly demon’s remnant soul was in Yoyo’s body, and it was not harmful to her except for the occasional lethargy from time to time, and even had a great benefit to cultivation base.

But at this time, I feel the loneliness and loneliness that are full of surplus purple house, from divine soul, from the memory, but let the Zhang Fan feel cold, pity and pity, almost drowning him.

"Boy, calm down."

The voice of the bitter person suddenly sounded, full of alertness: "Don’t be fooled by what you see in front of you, and you will be conscious without feeling in your sleep, these are just natural manifestations of divine soul."

"The girl is good, she just feels like she has just slept."

"I understand, I am assured of suffering, I will not be impulsive."

Zhang Fan nodded sadly and whispered.

He said what the bitter Dao said. What I saw in front of me was the long divine soul, a reflection of many years of sleep.

But in essence, Yoyo, his baby girl, just slept and didn't feel it.

This is the same as ordinary people's sleep. The eyes are opened and closed, and the night has passed, as if only a moment.

During this process, the consciousness of human beings is asleep, but divine soul still feels everything from the outside world faithfully, and even evolves dreams one by one, making people sink.

There is no limit to the mystery, even Zhang Fan, but I can’t fully understand it. I just thought that you are different from the crime of near imprisonment. let out a long breath in my heart relaxes a little.

"Who will play with me~~~~"

Your longing, sighing, and loneliness turn into a child's voice, echoing in this world.

The look of Zhang Fan changes, and it is humane to bitter: "Youyou can have no feeling. I am a father, but I cannot let this happen!"

The voice has not fallen, he has stepped out, following the only path, shuttled through the endless regrets, the dream of the divine soul evolved into the depths of the Purple Mansion.

Change the scene~IndoMTL.com~ The eyes are fascinated. After the magnificence that is boundless in the real world, a golden light, vast sky sounds, like a mirror suddenly appear, inserted in front of Zhang Fan, reflecting the other The wonder of the world.

"Sure enough!"

Zhang Fan stopped suddenly, his expression changed, and he couldn't say anything.

He is not the first time to see what appears in front of him. He is even familiar with it.

Not far in front, the boundless beauty and ugliness are changing with each other, and the last moment is tempting, next moment is like a ghost.

More, it is: Fairy scattered flowers, rushing golden lotus, heavenly sounds, pure land is bright!

There is a holy goddess in dancing gracefully, not as if in the world.

"Sky Girl, Yao Ji!"

ps: First even more~~

I was hesitant when I wrote this chapter. I originally wanted to render the loneliness and loneliness so hard that I didn’t have the heart to start... ~!