Chapter 330: The old man in gray clothes, the narrow ghost forest (third update, please recommend votes!)

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"Why do you have to have a good experience with fellow Taoists?"

A leisurely and cold sound came. For example, the bright moon rises eastward and the clear light spreads everywhere. The heat dissipates in one day, and the magma rushes, and the dripping weather caused by the torrents are pressed down.

With the appearance of this sound, Li Fugui and others were relieved from the overwhelming pressure. At some point, cold sweat was everywhere.

"A good-looking pill monk has a good deal of being a young man. It's better to get close to me."

The previous sound rang out again. Then a giant fiery red palm appeared out of nowhere and burst out, as if it was cut off in the waist, and it was printed on the torrent of magma.

In an instant, the flames burst into the sky. The sound of ignition and explosions rose by more than ten feet high, and the heat waves spread out, and the red light was dazzling.

The magma collapsed and turned into countless sparks to ignite the surrounding buildings; the palms collapsed, scattered into chaotic spiritual energy that destroyed everything.

Under the attack, the color of the autumn

At this time, Li Fugui and others reacted, and were shocked and full of glory.

What was shocked was that a fake pill monk was attacked just now!

What is a fake pill monk? It is the most foundation-building peak that has impacted the Killing Pill, only one step away. At the same time, it also has a momentary explosive power that can be comparable to the Killing Pill Grandmaster.

Such existence is simply unattainable for them, such as the lowest foundation-building monks, or just the little guys in the Qi Refining Stage, and they can't even see each other once.

He almost fought with him? Isn’t that asking for death?

"Good!"

When the net came to his senses, everyone's eyes couldn't help but turn to the place where the voice just now came from, where there was a figure in black clothes, a wide robe and a big sleeve, carrying his hands, and strolling out.

"With this person here, what are you afraid of!"

The confidence that was annihilated with the appearance of the false pill monk returned to Li Fugui and others' hunched back, and his back was instantly straightened, his eyes full of provocation.

As for whether Zhang Fan is the opponent of the fake pill monk, they are no longer considering it.

Such market figures have very simple ideas. Since Zhang Fan did not abandon them when a strong enemy appears and let them die, he is a loyal person, worthy of being a loyal person.

Past.

"Who are you?"

After a while, there was no next wave of attacks in the shop, but a voice that was about to change was heard.

"Master of Banxian Hall, Zhang Fan!"

Zhang Fan walked without any hurry or slow, as if he was outing on the charred street full of sores.

"Great perfection of foundation building?!"

"Okay, okay, let me get close to you!"

Before he finished speaking, a stream of light suddenly came out from the top of the shop, and a loud sound of earth and rocks flying in the sound. A gray-clothed figure, wrapped in a clear air, flashed across the tops of countless buildings in the city. A proud voice came from afar:

"Boy, if you have the courage, follow me.

"I should accompany you!"

Zhang Fan's smile did not change and responded from afar. When the voice came from afar, he caught up with the old man in gray, his spiritual sense swept across the shop, and every inch of land and every breath could not escape his senses. Then he nodded slightly, his body swayed, and disappeared from the spot.

Li Fugui has been with Zhang Fan for half a year, and he is a good at scheming and flattering person. Of course, he will not be wrong about Zhang Fan's meaning.

After seeing this, he was immediately overjoyed.

"Brothers. There is a fish version in front of it, kill! rob! tear it down!"

In an instant, the response sounds shook the sky. Li Fugui and more than ten friends rushed into the store in an instant.

The words were divided into two parts. Just as Li Fugui's passion was pouring forward to pinch the soft persimmon, Zhang Fan also drew the old man in gray from afar.

The man was extremely fast, but he had already left the city after a strange kung fu.

"Old Ku, it seems something is wrong!"

Zhang Fan's speed did not decrease, and his thoughts conveyed his voice.

What he said was wrong did not mean that the old man in gray had to go outside the city to do something. This was normal. Even if the other party didn't say it, he would have to raise it.

This is not bullying the weak. Both of them have already cultivated several peaks in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and they are also practicing violent magical powers with fire attributes. When the two of them confront each other, it is normal for them to accidentally destroy the entire street and implicate countless mortals.

In this case, it would not be a small dispute between two or two forces, it would be a direct challenge to the Chongxuan City forces, and it would really be a taboo.

At that time, major sects like Chongxuan Sect will inevitably take action. With the force of ten thousand pounds, neither of them can make a good choice, so a fight outside the city is the best choice.

What made Zhang Fan feel strange was that the old man in gray seemed to have some problems with his cultivation.

"good!"

“Become stronger.”

The voice of the Ku Taoist also had some serious intentions. Originally, the little fake pill monk with Zhang Fan's clone of the Killing Pill could not cause him much trouble, but the one in front of him showed some special features.

"Clean air!

"There is a problem with the clear air."

This coincides with what Zhang Fan thought. At the moment when the clear air rose, the aura of the old man in gray suddenly increased. This strength is not, nor is it of cultivation, but of a kind of qualitativeness.

Under the cover of the clear air, the spiritual energy that burst out from time to time from time to time seemed to become more pure and condensate. In addition, his cultivation level at the false alchemy level had already vaguely become a master of elixir.

Zhang Fan was just a little curious and did not mean to stop and avoid the battle. Not to mention that he was not a master of the alchemy, what if he was really?

With the Killing Pill clone in hand, even if you are a powerful immortal cultivator in the middle stage of Killing Pill, you can save your life without worry, and you don’t need to pay too much attention.

After a while, the old man in gray in front suddenly stopped suddenly, and then a whistling sound was like a meteor falling to the ground, falling directly into a place with its teeth and claws below.

"Ghost Forest".

Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed and he descended with the movements of the old man in gray.

He is not unfamiliar with this place. He has been staying in Chongxuan City for more than half a year. Although he doesn't leave the house most of the time, some famous places are still called into the mouth of Li Fugui.

The Ghost Forest, as its name is, is a forest land.

In this ghost forest, the trees are flourishing, covering an area of ​​more than ten miles, and are unique within the boundary of thousands of miles near Chongxuan City.

The trees in the ghost forest are not ordinary plants, but special species with no emerald green branches and leaves, no lush flowers and fruits, only hideous branches and dark trees.

Every time the Dongyuan magnetic rainy season is the time when the ghost forest grows and reproduces. For many years, it can be said to be a unique scene near Chongxuan City.

As soon as Zhang Fan fell, he saw that in this gloomy and terrifying ghost forest, the old man in gray appeared and stared at him from a distance of hundreds of feet.

The old man in gray looked ordinary, with white hair and beard, and an unnatural bright red color on his face, as if his blood was constantly surging, almost unable to control it.

Zhang Fan looked at it for a moment, suddenly smiled and said, "Why should the old man work hard for four incompetent families? Small,

"It's better to cook tea and wine than to make a drink?"

Zhang Fan smiled as he spoke, but his eyes never left the face of the old man in gray. Intuition told him that there must be something wrong with the bright redness on his face.

"Stop talking nonsense! Do you think I want to work hard for those garbage?"

"If I leave Chongxuan City after judging, I can spare you death, otherwise"

"No need to say more!"

The voice had just fallen. A gust of air surged into the sky, and at the same time the gray robe was blowing in the wind, making a loud sound, as if a powerful storm was brewing.

Under Zhang Fan's concentration, the clear air wrapped around him was visible to the naked eye, as if he was constantly pouring into his body through the pores of the old man in gray.

The bright red color was spread all over the place in an instant, with an old face as bright as peach blossoms.

"War or not? It's a matter of one word!"

The voice echoed in the ghost forest, as if echoing something, countless dark branches swayed wildly. In a trance, it seemed that a ghost in the dark crawled out and rushed towards him with a ferocious thrust.

The old man in gray flipped his palm, and in an instant, nine lights flew out from his fingers, forming a whip that kept shaking around him, occasionally passing through the ground, and cracks were everywhere in the whistling sound.

"He can't wait!"

The voice of the Ku Taoist came, and the solemnity that had been before was gone for a moment, and he regained his relaxed and freehand attitude.

Zhang Fan also smiled slightly. The reason why he didn't say so much nonsense was to see his background. Now the answer has come out.

"He probably took some elixir and some other things, and temporarily improved his combat power.

The old man in gray probably saw Zhang Fan's strength from the previous equal blow, and he was not sure of winning, so he used the power of the medicine.

Judging from his urgent manifestations and physical abnormalities, the effect of the clear air must also be.

limit.
To be continued...