"It's just that I'll be happy!"

The so-called pleasure and joy are Zhang Fan's thoughts. In the eyes of Shutong and others, they only felt that the whole world was about to shake, and endless horror enveloped everything, the sky collapsed and the earth was broken, nothing more than that.,

This is already a gap above the realm. Zhang Fan and Taoist Ziqi were unable to sit upright, but it was enough to make Shu Tong, a powerful man who was also in the realm of God Transformation, shocked and frightened. The difference between the upper and lower parts is not inferior to the clouds.

"Bang bang bang bang bang bang~~"

Under Zhang Fan's slap, the golden light and flames eroded. Eighteen small earth buns suddenly bulged on the ground between the two, and then burst out one after another with roars.

As soon as the sputtering soil and gravel was exposed to the air, it was immediately burned into ashes by the golden flames of the sun, as if it was soaked in oil and water, burning very quickly.

Such a terrifying high temperature, even the magma that surges out when a volcano erupts, is far from comparable, but it is just the temperature generated by the burning of the air of the golden flame.

Under such high temperature, even the most powerful monsters must instantly burn their flesh and flesh, and their bones turn into ashes, but eighteen golden figures are unafraid and roaring to the sky!

——Eighteen Golden Corpse!

When the eighteen golden figures jumped out of the earth and rushed into Zhang Fan's vision, even if he had the passion to soar into the sky and wanted to test the sword in the world, he could not help but feel awe-inspiring and his expression became solemn.

After fifty years, these eighteen corpses of the sect's sect's golden corpse have completely restored their majesty in ancient times, and are no longer comparable to those in the past.

Before the 18th century yin, although the eighteen golden corpses also gave Zhang Fan a headache at that time, they were just extremely powerful and strong in their bodies. And they all looked no big difference, as if they were imprinted by a mold.

In fact, it is far from the true nature of the Eighteen Golden Corpse. Otherwise, it would not have created a great reputation in the bitter wind and frost of ancient times.

Tens of thousands of years of fighting against the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Tribulation, and inadequate cultivation, eighteen golden corpses did not advance but retreated. If they hadn't had a good foundation, they would have been crushed and ashes in repeated battles.

The appearance at this time is the true appearance of the Eighteen Golden Corpse.

They were like the corpse-abandoned Taoist, wearing golden armor, majestic and solemn expressions, as if they were the battlefield generals who had just returned from the ancient battlefield. The awe-inspiring power that was still unabated in the roar was not comparable to the conspicuous corpse-area products decades ago.

Not only the breath, but also the appearance has undergone earth-shaking changes. It is no longer a single one, nor is it simply a big and thick skin. Each golden corpse has unique spiritual power fluctuations, as if the eighteen cultivators who have practiced different magical powers and have reached the level of peeping the origin.

Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, rain, thunder, electricity, time, space...

The eighteen golden corpses correspond to the eighteen most original forces in the world. If we take the cultivator's opinion, a single original force can reach the peak of the world, and there is almost no resistance, and the body of the golden corpse is different.

The golden corpse is the highest achievement of the corpse path. It has endless life spans. If it is not damaged, it can live with the heaven and earth. It is extremely powerful, and it can lead to the mountains and the sea as if it is nothing. It has thick skin and thick flesh, and it has unparalleled defense, especially when it is down-to-earth, it supports infinitely and is almost invincible...

There are many benefits, but the Golden Corpse does not mean that it is absolutely stronger than the strongest among humans. After all, the Heavenly Way is so great that there are gains and losses. When the Golden Corpse enjoys all this, it also pays the price of magical powers and magics.

The world's corpse path is difficult to make the corpse puppet practice magical powers and magic. The eighteen golden corpse are almost at the limit of its original power.

In the sky and the earth, from ancient times to the present, only the corpse abandoned Taoist can do it.

However, one thing is that even a character like the Taoist of Corpse, who is extremely ancient in the Taoist path, cannot be changed, that is, the power of the Golden Corpse body when performing magical powers is limited.

This is the damn way of heaven, the heaven and earth are immortal and there is no possibility of change.

The Taoist of the Corpse is an unparalleled genius in the Corpse Dao. He understood that Tiandao cannot be disobeyed in this regard, so he took a different approach and created the method of the Eighteen Golden Corpse.

"Eighteen Golden Corpse, completely overturned!"

Zhang Fan looked solemn and spoke out word by word.

When he was confronted with Taoist Ziqi, the eighteen golden corpses were far less powerful than one percent today. But what kind of person is Zhang Fan? Since he knew this, how could he not be prepared?

In the Faxiang Sect's classics he had reviewed, there is also a detailed description of the power of the eighteen golden corpses during the heyday of the corpse-abandoned Taoist. Zhang Fan can be said to have been prepared for this.

The so-called Eighteen Golden Corpse is a thorough description of its method.

The Taoist of the Corpse was geniusly cultivated eighteen golden corpses that reached the peak, and at the same time cultivated them one by one to master a kind of original magical power. In terms of it alone, it may be enough to be the best in this world, but in ancient times, it was far from enough.

The Taoist Ziqi relies on was the means that was displayed in front of Zhang Fan at this time.

"The golden corpse is overturned, rise!"

"Hahaha~~~, boy Zhang Fan, you're careful. Even in ancient times, there were not many great masters worthy of my use of such a method. Don't defeat too quickly, which will ruin my interest."

The zombie Taoist laughed with an indescribable pleasure, and Dayi just felt the tone of mutual appreciation with Zhang Fanxing.

It's no wonder that Zhang Fan used his luck and magical powers to break the evil gold seal of the Three Dharma Seals to break the evil, and it was the clouds that had just opened the moon and were knocked down into the dust and mud. How much hatred was.

Although Zhang Fan was finally chased by the Spirit Immortal Realm and was unable to release him from his fucking in advance in order to use his power, he did not have a fucking fucking for five hundred years, but this revenge has been formed after all.

Even if he can't be called the real move to the death at this time, he still has some temptation, but Taoist Ziqi still couldn't help but vent his depression.

Amid the laughter of the corpse-abandoned Taoist, eighteen golden corpses roared together, and eighteen golden lights erupted from their mouths, and a colorful cage woven into the sky.

This scene is like a magnificent sea bowl knocking down, and the center is Zhang Fan who cannot sit still.

"Boom~"

The color of the cage, the sky and the earth are overturned, and the universe is transferred. It seems that with the power of the eighteen golden corpses, it is suddenly peeled out of the human world and escaped into a strange space dominated by the eighteen golden corpses.

This is the golden corpse. In this cage of the sky, the power of the eighteen golden corpse has increased infinitely, but the opponent's strength has been suppressed to the lowest level and has completely separated from the outside world. It seems like a bird in a cage, a fight of trapped beasts, and no longer has the usual power.

"So that's it!"

At this time, Zhang Fan, who had been sitting there for a long time, finally moved.

While he spoke in a nearly chanting tone, he rose up. Even if the power in the cage was boundless and the strong wind roared, he could not smear even the corner of his clothes. His voice as if he was usually speaking overwhelmed all the roars.

When he was truly in the middle, Zhang Fan understood the horror of the golden corpse and what methods were used by the Taoist Taoist of the Corpse.

The Eighteen Golden Corpse, alone, does not have much threat to Zhang Fan today. Even if he rushes forward, it will only take more effort.

What is really terrifying is that he used the golden corpse to turn the sky and reveal the world of the world when he showed the cage to turn the sky.

These are the eighteen kinds of original magic and magical powers that blend into one, evolve into a unique world, and run in parallel in the original space, just between the virtual and the real, inside and outside, mysterious and mysterious.

In fact, the Eighteen Golden Corpse is not the soul of the corpse and Taoist priest. This combination of the golden corpse formation is the golden corpse formation!

Just as Zhang Fan used the ancient and modern Donghuang realm as a basis, as soon as he reached the realm of transformation, he was enough to look down on the old-fashioned god who had been famous for tens of thousands of years. The Taoist of the Corpse was also using this unique method to spread the ground for a while.

"Boy Zhang, it seems that you understand my method."

"At that time, our sect used the Golden Corpse to Forgetting the Sky and killed countless powerful people. When they were trapped in it, they could understand the mystery of their inner world, but so what if they understood it?"

"If you can't break, you can't break. If you lose, you will lose. At best, you will just not be a fool!"

"Now it's your turn, boy Zhang Fan..." The voice of Taoist Ziqi seemed to be coming from the nine heavens, showing a little ethereal in the sky-turning cage, bringing out a little sacredness.

The evil is extremely evil and righteous. The corpse Taoist's cultivation of the corpse Tao has reached the limit of the limit. The peak at the peak is no longer a evil spirit that can be restrained by any righteous means. If you want to defeat him, you can only break it with absolute strength.

"This sect wants to see, what are the means to break this formation, you, a peerless genius who has been the number one since ancient times!"

The Taoist of the Corpse is no longer a "old man", but a "principal sect". In his words, it seems that he has returned to the era when the Corpse Corpse reached the top and dominated Qinzhou.

"Oh, is that?"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and asked back, then reached out to touch the golden feathers and bright red leaves fell into his palm, saying, "Then please wipe your eyes and wait!"

Before he finished speaking, the golden crow feathers and the Fusang leaves formed a handful and suddenly waved them out.

"Boom~"

In an instant, a fiery red flame aperture spread out in all directions with Zhang Fan as the center.

"Bang bang bang~"

Several sounds exploded, accompanied by roars, eighteen golden lights and shadows popped out of the void by a circle of fire and fell to the ground in a mess.

At the same time, the space where the Eighteen Golden Corpse, which was originally roaring to the sky, twisted and scattered without a trace in a moment.

It turned out that the eighteen golden corpse that seemed to be still there was just a phantom, and its true body had long been secretly pounced on Zhang Fan's place.

The original power of the eighteen golden corpse forms the unique world of the Heavenly Cage, which is almost impossible to detect invisible. Moreover, the Taoist of the Corpse has not forgotten to distract Zhang Fan from outside with his words. It cannot be said that it is not deep. In ancient times, I don’t know how many powerful people fell on this point in a frustrated manner.

Unfortunately, the person opposite the Taoist corpse was Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan's soul reliance is a unique world like the Donghuang Realm, and he has a particularly keen sense of the unique world. Moreover, compared with the Donghuang Realm, the Tianfeng Cage of the Taoist Ziqiu is just a semi-finished unique world. The difference is inconsistent, so how can you hide it from him?

"snort!"

The Taoist corpse who was looking down from a high position could not help but snorted coldly when he saw this. No matter who had just made a harsh word, he suffered a loss. His mood was definitely not much better.

"Boy Zhang Fan, this is just the beginning."

The Taoist Ziqi said coldly, but he did not see any moves. The eighteen golden corpses rose up one by one, and their bodies were either wrapped in Western gold energy, showing sharpness, or the central Wu earth barrier... or the destruction of thunder, or the raging rainstorm... or the mystery of time and space...

The rise and fall complement each other.

The eighteen golden corpses that gradually surrounded them, except for the slightly burnt surface, could not see any damage, as if Zhang Fan had previously triggered the powerful blow of the Fusang tree, and only scratched them.

"The powerful golden corpse is indeed extraordinary. The left and right path of the side sect has reached its peak, and it is also the Great Way of Heaven!"

There was no sign of nervousness on Zhang Fan's face, but instead he secretly admired in his heart.

The eighteen golden corpse, the peak of the corpse Taoism, is the extreme of the other side, and the two paths of Taoism and demons are not only beautiful in front of them.

"Don't think that the eighteen golden corpses of this sect can do anything to you. You must know that human power is sometimes exhausted, and the power of heaven and earth is endless. If you break the formation without law, you will inevitably be trapped in the formation and the death of the people will be destroyed."

The clanging voice of the Taoist corpse was surrounded by the eighteen golden corpses, and it seemed that there were people everywhere. It sounded when the golden corpses surrounded, which made it even more gloomy.

"Yeah?"

Zhang Fan smiled and said, "He didn't know what the Taoist is saying about the corpse abandonment, but he didn't take it seriously at all."

In the Golden Corpse's Heaven-Storm Formation, the Eighteen Golden Corpse is supported by heaven and earth, and is the pillar of this small world. Its power has increased countless times, but there are many powerful people in the world. The only way to get the Golden Corpse is to be unable to do anything, so the Taoist who abandons the corpse has also seen many things.

The problem is that in this unique small world, the other party cannot be replenished, and the power of the eighteen golden corpses is continuous, and they are thick in skin and flesh to death. The power of magical powers and magics cannot be ignored. As one rises and the other grows, there will be unexpected disasters when they are exhausted.

In ancient times, there were probably many strong people who died under the method of the corpse-abandoned Taoist, so it was no wonder that he was so confident.
To be continued...