"Boom~~"

A sudden wave of waves occurred in the clouds, and a snow-white line of clouds extended to the distance, with a very fast speed accompanied by a roar of thunder.

In the well, under the abyss, the cloud eyes whirlpool landed. There were no sun and moon in this world, and no natural signs such as thunder and lightning. This thunderous sound suddenly shattered countless years of quietness.

I don’t know how long it took to travel through the clouds, but suddenly a golden light appeared outside the sky, as if the clouds were clearing and the sun shining brightly on the nine provinces. "Boom~"

With a last loud bang, the clouds rush, and a golden rainbow came out from the clouds, and the dazzling sunlight shone down. Zhang Fan! Following the sense of fighting spirit and the guidance of the God-Split Puppet, Zhang Fan finally came to this special place. When he arrived here, even if there was no sense of the God-Split Puppet and the War-Split Puppet, he knew that he was not far from the target.

After walking all the way, in order to speed up and reduce trouble, Zhang Fan kept walking through the clouds. Suddenly, as for the place where the clouds suddenly dissipated and were suddenly exposed to the void. He could not suppress his power for a while, and this was the scene of the rising sun rising and the rays of thousands of feet high.

From entering the clouds, there are few such cloudless situations. If he didn't know there was a problem here, he would be really a ghost. Floating in the air, Zhang Fan took a deep breath and suddenly released his spiritual consciousness. "Boom~"

In an instant, invisible ripples appeared around his body and spread in all directions, spreading like a carpet, covering everything he could see.

At the same time, he no longer concealed his own breath, and suddenly let go, condensed his sufficient energy, and could not absorb the blood of the monsters, soaring into the sky like a giant shackle of wolf smoke. Even if it was a few miles away, he could still find it. He was arrogant and unscrupulous! After arriving at Yunzhong Realm, this was the first time Zhang Fan released his own power without hesitation.

Under such circumstances, there is absolutely no possibility that the Emperor of War or Shutong can't find it. However, after a moment, today it is still silent as if it is sleeping. "If the mountain does not come, I will go to the mountain." I want to see, how long can you hide? Zhang Fan smiled and took a step forward.

Repel all clouds and the fighting spirit fills the world. In the center of this alien land in the clouds, a blood-colored hill suddenly sticks out on the plain.

The hill is not very tall, but it rises from the hillside and is covered with clouds and mist. The blood-colored mist is filled with silence of the sound of gold and iron. The sound of the metal and iron collision is not the essence, but the sound of accidental wind and clouds and mist rise and colliding.

When clouds and mist collide, they can make sounds of killing, which shows that everything on this hill is so enchanted with fighting spirit, which is extremely terrifying.

Zhang Fan stood at the foot of the mountain and looked up, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"What a place with a strong fighting spirit."

With a glance at his eyes, he knew that the Emperor of War Tong Yuanshen must be here, and only in this place can he have the boundless fighting spirit to squander.

In this brief scan, Zhang Fan saw many fighting beasts at the foot of the mountain. I thought it was the ones rescued by the giant hand in front of everyone.

Although these fighting spirit mad beasts are not afraid of the restriction pressure of space that cannot fly without the Nascent Soul because of their fighting spirit. They are considered to be very effective in fighting with the Nether Bone Heavenly Man, but to be honest, they are useless.

After all, if the Emperor Zhan takes action, the fate of the Nether Bone Heavenly Man cannot escape; the three powerful Nether Bone Heavenly Man takes action, and the mad beast can be swept away in a moment!

The true strength of both sides is not on this, it only depends on itself.

This is even more true for fighting against Emperor Shutong.

He did not attack the three powerful men of the Nether Bone Heavenly Man, not because of the lack of solid agreement, but because he was afraid of the mouse. This made these crazy beasts even more useless.

"Why did he create these beasts of fighting spirit? "How did he do it?" "War fighting spirit enters the body and is harmonious, is it easy to be with it?"

The deeper you think, the more interested Zhang Fan was, and he felt that there were many mysterious secrets hidden on the blood-colored hill in front of him. What was more important was to transform one by one into gods! Zhang Fan looked certain, and he stepped forward with scruples. "No matter what your difficulties or purpose are, I must figure it out!" "It is related to the success or failure of my transformation into gods, so how can you retreat!"

Zhang Fan's determination was so firm that it suddenly appeared at this moment. As he took every step towards the bloody hill, an invisible aura continued to rise.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Unconsciously, a faint blood color lingered around the body, extremely natural and harmonious, as if it was supposed to be like this.

At some point, Zhang Fan turned into a celestial being and had a fluttering snow-white hair, flying freely with the strong wind, gradually turning from white to red, endless wildness and indifference.

After a moment, looking back, he seemed to have changed someone else, all the haze and calculations were gone, and what was left was a huge fighting spirit!

If an old man from hundreds of years ago does not look at his appearance at this time, he will look at his madness and calmness, and he will feel familiar.

At the foot of Tianzhu Mountain, Zhang Fan was so angry that he had passed the heroic end of Shi Zhongtian, and was furious about the fall of his senior brother. He killed all the enemies on Tianzhu Mountain. He was like this. Step by step, it didn't seem to be the first time he could not.

Fast, but in a daze, Zhang Fan's back flashed halfway through the mountainside, and finally disappeared into the blood-colored mist. During the whole process, all the crazy beasts had never approached and did not show any hostility. Instead, they were blocking the front, just near, and were afraid of being avoided. As if they had seen some terrifying existence. The fighting spirit of the crazy beasts only distinguished strength by fighting spirit. Zhang Fan's shocking fighting spirit at this time was enough to intimidate the group of beasts. "War~ Emperor~Where~"

After a moment, a thunderous sound exploded in the mist, instantly causing clouds to move around in all directions, forming a whirlpool, and collapsed towards a certain place.

The four words were spit out, and the whirlpool that swallowed the fighting spirit of the clouds advanced for a long time, not far from the mountain. "Uncle~ Tong~ Where is it~"

The same sound and the same explosion, this time the gathering is no longer as simple as clouds and fog, no longer as gentle as vortex, just like a whale swallowing a tiger. Suddenly, the fog on the entire blood-colored hill was a place where a blood-colored figure condensed and looked down.

At this time, Zhang Fan was like fighting for ten days and ten nights, with blood red all over his body, and the light in his eyes was like a hidden sword, which could burst out at any time.

The place where the fighting spirit of heaven and earth gathers is not clouds or fog, nor is it in the mad beast, but in this bloody hill under his feet.

Zhang Fan immersed himself in the past situation, and with the intention of crossing the God Transformation Pass, he fully realized the fighting spirit in his heart.

He is not without fighting spirit, but even strong. It is just a matter of mind and nature that cannot be controlled for a long time. It must be impossible, but it is not suitable!

Just like Zhang Fan burst out like this instantly, and he used this place of fighting spirit to be able to compete with Emperor Shutong. This is also the reason why he has been going on all the way, the fighting spirit beast is like a nemesis, and he will not retreat. "Shutong, you haven't come out yet, do you really think that Zhang can't find you?"

Zhang Fan's expression changed, his fighting spirit rose all over his body, and he seemed to be immersed in a wonderful state, as if he could feel the pulse of the hills under his feet.

At the same time as he spoke, he stepped out step by step, as mysterious as if he was stepping on a node. In an instant, the hills trembled, like the prelude of a giant slim foot pulling up. As soon as he fell, he started again and again, a vague shadow continued to step on Tiangang thirty-six steps one after another.

Each step of the Tiangang thirty-six steps is a contact between Zhang Fan's own fighting spirit and Xiaoshan's fighting spirit, which is shaking and inspiring, and each step is earth-shaking.

After he finished thirty-six steps, he happened to return to his original place. As soon as he stood, the divine light in his eyes suddenly burst into pieces and suddenly looked at one place. "Shutong, are you finally willing to let go of your teeth?" Zhang Fan bent his mouth, smiling.

At that time, the hill was shaking, and the thunder was rolling, and the boom was exploding. It was like the thirty-six steps were thirty-six heavy hammers hitting the hill, shaking the root. "Ah~" Suddenly, a sigh came from a mountain wall that was empty, full of helplessness,

While the sighing sound came out, a blur on the mountain wall was first like ripples of water, then suddenly clarified, reflecting a brightness. Suddenly, a completely different scene appeared in front of Zhang Fan.

An old man, with coarse cloth clothes, squatted on the ground, picked up something from the ground from time to time, and pinched it in his hands.

During the whole process, every move was so peaceful and natural, but when you saw it, it made people feel a sense of fighting spirit out of thin air, just like this one could stand up at any time and turn into a sword of the sky to pierce the sky.

"Shutong?" Zhang Fan's voice was a little hesitant.

The appearance of this old man is almost completely different from what he had seen from the Kudao people, and what he had seen on the clouds of Tianyin Island before, and it was undoubtedly Shutong.

The problem is that with a completely different temperament, the sharpness of the sword hidden in the sheath, was not related to Shutong Du Shang in his subconscious.

After a judgment, I learned that the War Emperor was Shutong, but that was a logical analysis after all. Only when I saw him personally did I know how vivid the impact and contrast were.

After sighing and showing his body, Shutong did not look up at Zhang Fan. If he seemed to be immersed in his own world, he would keep pinching it in his hands.

Zhang Fan seemed to feel something, and did not disturb him, and just watched quietly.

After a moment, Shutong seemed to have completed the last step, and breathed a sigh of relief, letting go of his palm. "Bang~" A thing surrounded by bright red blood light persuaded him to come out of his palm." Rabbits one by one." Zhang Fan was stunned, just as he saw the rabbit kicking his legs happily and running towards the mountain. "The mad beasts one by one" "I understand. Zhang Fan finally realized. How did those mad beasts come from." The means of creation?" For a moment, his eyes were full of disbelief. "Shutong...have this means?" Just at this moment, Shutong suddenly raised his head, his face full of fatigue, and said, "I don't want to!"
Chapter completed!