Chapter 390: Invincible
Yin Zong Cave Heaven, the gods and immortals are blessed. The rich spirit and the temptation are transformed into liquid. The wei is full of vagueness, hazy and crisp, as if it is a fairyland.
In such a place, I was a god with wide robe and big sleeves floating around, showing my style but was not the case at this time.
Everyone hurried figures gathered from all directions, their faces full of fear and disbelief, as if Tu Sha was awakened in his sleep.
"Someone dares to break into the Xuanyin Sect's mountain gate?
This news is really like a dream. With the status of Xuanyin Sect, how could such a thing happen?
At the beginning, many people were still worried that they were lying about something that was ineffective, but in just a moment, they knew that someone had really entered.
"I Zhang Fan, I'm here to find my younger sister Wan'er. I hope you can do it for a convenience.
He said politely. Zhang Fan's actions were not hesitant at all. He entered with great pride.
"Um?"
After a while, he suddenly stamped his feet, looked at the large building in front of him, and frowned slightly, especially when he saw all directions, various streams of lights flickered, and his brows became tighter.’ After a glance around, his eyes suddenly condensed, and he looked at a lush bush.
"Come here!"
Before the words were finished, the wind suddenly rose, and the fallen flowers in the lush flowers were colorful, the green leaves danced with bright flowers, leaving only a bare branch and a trembling body.
There was almost no pause, and a bright red crystal carved with red crystal appeared out of thin air. The figure of the young general grabbed and lifted it, and brought it to Zhang Fan.
He was a middle-aged woman with an ordinary face, shabby clothes, and looked like a servant, and she was not like a cultivator at all.
Zhang Fan did only sense insignificant spiritual power in her body. At this level, in a sect like Xuanyin Sect, he was at best a servant.
"Do you know where Uncle Wan'er is in seclusion?
Zhang Fan looked at her eyes calmly and said, with the divine light in his eyes as if he wanted to see through her heart. All the lies, procrastination and other thoughts disappeared in an instant, as if he was staring at a cold wild beast. The middle-aged woman was extremely scared, but she stopped trembling and was extremely quick. She told the answer without even delaying her breathing.
"Southeast direction, behind Ziyun Liulan Nursery"
After saying that, she felt a sudden cold light in Zhang Fan's eyes opposite, and she screamed, her eyes closed subconsciously. She thought she would be killed by a poisonous hand, but she had never thought about it for a while, but there was no abnormality on her body. She couldn't help but act with courage to open a slit and look at it. The situation in front of her instantly shocked her.
At some point, she had already collapsed on the ground, with mottled traces around and around, as if countless small knives had been fired on it.
On this tortured ground, the young woman of this year sat on the ground like her. The difference was that they were all curled up. Her beautiful face was twisted, her mouth was slightly opened and closed, as if she was crying and cursing, but she couldn't hear any sound.
"This is
The middle-aged woman suddenly recognized the identities of these eight women. They were all inner disciples. They usually showed off their power in front of external servants like her. It was a rare good attitude to swell their eyes on their foreheads. But they had noble identities and strong abilities, which made them dare not speak out. Now that they saw their appearance, they couldn't help but feel happy in their chests."
Looking at the southeast direction, the back that almost disappeared, the fear and hatred in the middle-aged woman's heart disappeared, and she wished he could teach those annoying guys more.
Zhang Fan didn't know her thoughts, but it didn't prevent him from looking forward to it.
Dozens of foundation-building monks flew from all sides and just showed their bodies. Looking from a distance, they looked at them, but when they were in size, dozens of rays of various colors turned into streams of light and rushed towards them. In an instant, the sky and the earth were full of howling sounds of whistling through the sky.
He was at the center of all attacks. Zhang Fan's expression did not change at all. He only raised his eyebrows slightly when the purple feeling was slightly revealed in the distance.
However, for a moment, the magic weapon had not yet attacked. All the people who took action were flying at a very fast speed and were already approaching.
As we approached, we could see the situation in the field.
The expressions on their faces changed almost at the same time, without the slightest pleasure and confidence of the overwhelming crowd. Instead, they all showed irritation, as if they were blocking the invisible walls. They paused the stream of light, and even moved backwards, looking back frequently, as if they were ready to run away at any time.
As a sect monk, foreign enemies come. The guards of the sect cannot be left behind, not to mention that the intruders are just one person.
But after taking action, they realized that the intruder was terrifyingly powerful and could not be defeated by them at all.
The terrifying aura seemed to have substance, and layers of ripples flashed around the body from time to time, as if the entire air had become a calm lake, and gravel was thrown into it.
This is a powerful force, revealing and exterior appearance.
"A strong man above the Grand Master of the Killing Dan!"
All the answers are reached at the same time, regret and retreat! The heart instantly emerged, only a small one
It's too late to regret it again now.
"Change!"
A loud shout broke out suddenly.
Zhang Fan's voice fell, and the nearby sky, which was hundreds of feet apart, seemed to have suddenly solidified, fixing everything.
Magical instruments, spiritual instruments, talismans, magical powers, without exception, as if swimming in water, they were instantly moved to the extremely cold place by people, frozen in an instant, and could no longer be afraid of it.
"Split!"
Another loud shout, all the spiritual energy condensed around magic weapons, magical powers, etc. suddenly burst out and collapsed, and a chaotic torrent of spiritual energy swept across the ground, magical powers and magical magic collapsed, magical and spiritual weapons were powerless to fall, like ordinary iron, and "ping-pong-pong" all over the floor.
At the same time, a huge ripple spread out and spread from afar, wrapping everything that had either revealed its intention to retreat or simply retreated.
"seal up!"
The spiritual shackles condensed into a sound.
It was like a huge rock pressing down on the body. Dozens of foundation-building monks, whether they were newcomers who had just entered the foundation-building realm or staying for a hundred years, were all like meteorites falling from the sky, smashing a large pit on the ground.
In an instant, the "Ouch" of pain came, like a mortal. During the fall, his spiritual power failed to play a role. They all fell to their noses and faces, and some could not even shout. They opened their mouths like fish that were short of water.
Their spiritual power naturally did not play any role. At this time, they had been sealed into their bodies by all. If there were no immortal cultivators who had achieved great success in their golden elixir, they would be a mortal in their lifetime.
After doing all this, Zhang Fan didn't even look at them. He stepped over the cultivator who was closest to the ground and rolling on the ground. He entered the purple-like flowing mist in front of him.
From beginning to end, Zhang Fan did not display any powerful magical powers, but just a different use of spiritual shackles. That's all, in just a moment, dozens of foundation-building monks didn't even have the ability to resist, let alone fight back.
When Zhang Fan reached Zhang Fan’s current pace, even if the cultivation level of immortals is the same, the gap in combat power between them is getting bigger and bigger.
With his powerful spiritual consciousness, he suddenly used the spiritual power in his deity and the elixir clone, and could burst out such power in an instant. He was as light as he was, and the number of dozens of foundation-building cultivators had no effect on him.
Master Killing Dan is no longer something that can be challenged with too many people.”
In the purple-roofed slumber, the flames suddenly burst out, spreading, and then extinguished, laying a passage of ashes on the ground.
From it, Zhang Fan walked out, regardless of the noise behind him, just stared at a stone in front of him.’ This stone house looked simple and unpretentious at first glance, but it fell into the eyes of a discerning person, but it was very extraordinary.
I don’t talk about shape or something. The material alone makes Zhang Fan secretly move.
The stones that built this stone house were all solid black, as if the night was flowing, and it was smooth and moist, just like the best jade. It not only had a special appearance, but also a cool feeling emerged from the bottom of my heart when I was a little attention.
"Ming Jade?!"
After all, Zhang Fan has been practicing countless tidy materials over the years, so he recognized it as soon as possible.
This stone is not used to refine magic tools, but is a precious ore that assists in cultivation. It has the most rare thing to do to calm the mind and extinguish the heart fire and annihilate the inner demons.
Most people learn that it is just a thing carved into a cushion or a luxury, just to make a dark jade bed, but they don’t expect that Xuanyin Sect actually built such a seclusion quiet room with dark jade. This is really a matter of practice.
It can be seen that Wan'er is valued by being able to retreat in such a quiet room.
Zhang Fan just took a look and stopped paying attention. He stepped out and approached the stone chamber.
In the distance behind me, there were endless whistling sounds of breaking through the air, and there were endless shouts and scoldings. Obviously, many people came again.
Zhang Fan will not delay any longer at this time. He has never encountered any cultivators at the level of elixirs, and he can know that the judgment made by Li Fugui before is made that Xuanyin Sect is currently in a vacuum period and is indeed weak.
But no matter how weak it is, no matter how vacuum is, there will be masters left behind. When they arrive, it will be easy to escape with his magical powers, but it will not be so easy to figure out Wan'er's situation.
"boom"
The sound roared, and the door of the stone house opened. A stream of icy mist gushed out, and the surroundings were filled with coldness.
With a wave of her sleeves, the wind suddenly rose and blew away all the hazyness, and the situation in the stone house was immediately revealed.
"Um?"
Chapter completed!