Fusang leaves, alien fire crow Mo Ling, Zhang Fan's eyes swept back and forth between the two, faster and faster, brighter and brighter. The strange atmosphere even made Mo Ling stop his anxious movements and look at his master curiously, not understanding why he looked at him so strangely. "...Boy, what are you thinking about?" Zhang Fan's abnormal reaction did not escape the eyes of the bitter Taoist. He endured for a long time and saw that he was still there to look around.

Finally, I couldn't help but ask. "Old Ku, are you talking about the strength of the Dharma image of the younger generation?" Zhang Fan ignored the two for a moment and asked absent-mindedly. "That's more, of course, it's "How can the three-legged golden crow be powerful after such a long time? Can the Taoist Ku still not understand? Whether it is going further in the future, or cooperating with his natal magic weapon, it is enough to make Zhang Fan's storm in the Dan-King stage. Can things that are not powerful?

Sure enough, Zi responded for a while and then reacted. The Great Sun Treasure Mirror floated out and shone directly on Mo Ling's body. His powerful spiritual sense was protruded, which made the little guy tremble and hid in Zhang Fan's hair.

This is enough spirituality, and it has been around Zhang Fan for a long time. I know that the guy in the mirror cannot be messed with, otherwise, with this unrestrained look, I would have fired him to burn him to death for 180 times. "Not bad, not bad, it's a bit like!"... Boy, do you mean that this little guy has the blood of a three-legged golden crow in his body? Yes, old man, why didn't I expect that there was such a big fire crow?" Ruo Taoist exclaimed, and his spiritual sense swept over again, arousing Mo Ling's feathers and wailing sounds, as if they were stabbed by countless ice cones.

Zhang Fanwu smiled and stroked its feathers to calm down. He immediately said to the Ku Daoist, "Old Ku, if the younger generation asked Mo Ling to take this Fusang leaf, would you have the chance to stimulate the golden crow bloodline in its body?" It is impossible to return to the ancestors and return to the original world!" Ku Daoist said firmly, after all, the bloodline is too thin, and unless a living golden crow is integrated into the body, don't even think about it. Click Mo Chinese Super

Then he said, "But there is no problem to force out its potential as much as possible." Zhang Fan thought so too. Naturally, he also knew that it was just a delusion to turn Mo Ling into a real three-legged golden crow. It is probably impossible to achieve it within at least a thousand years.

However, if we use Fusang wood as a basis and use our three-legged golden crow method as a illumination, the thin three-legged golden crow bloodline in Mo Ling's body can be stimulated, although it is far from comparable to the real golden crow, its strength is also conceivable.

Since his cultivation, Zhang Fan's spiritual beast has never been able to keep up with his progress. After all, he has practiced too fast. In less than a hundred years, he has already reached the level of elixir formation. It is conceivable that the distance will grow bigger and bigger in the future.

Now, there is such an opportunity to make Mo Ling a qualitative leap, rather than just the use of transportation and ease loneliness like now.

He was calm in his heart, but Zhang Fan did not take action immediately, but sat cross-legged and passed the process in detail. After a long time, he was sure that everything was foolproof, his eyes shone and suddenly stood up.

Before we started the action, we first put away Mo Ling and Bi Ling who were reluctant to do. The next thing we had to do was to be easy, and it would be bad if we hurt them.

After doing this, Zhang Fan let out a long roar, and the three-legged golden crow behind him cried, and then he swung together, as if he had merged into his body.

In an instant, the aura of looking down on the heroes and looking down on the world rose, as if standing in the clouds, looking down at all living things.

The Dharma phase enters the body, and the essence and energy blend together.

This is a magic trick that only a monk of the Dharma-Shaped Sect can use until he reaches the level of elixir formation. It is a method of using the original body to perform the Dharma-Shaped Spirit Skill.

With Zhang Fan's current level of cultivation, he can only support ten breaths. If he does not separate after ten breaths, his own essence and blood consumption will not be what he can bear.

It seemed as if it had become a real three-legged golden crow. With one step forward, the dazzling golden flames burst out, and the sound of ignition continued. The surrounding area was twisted in several feet in a circle, and it was full of hot and high temperatures, evaporating everything.

One palm slowly poked out, gently pinching it on the fusanthemum leaves like a flower. Dianmo Chinese website Super

His movements were so gentle, and his body was filled with the breath of three-legged golden crows, but this slight picking still aroused a violent reaction.

After a sluggishness, it exploded immediately. The golden flame of the sun instantly spread from the root of the Fusang branch. It was obvious that the process could be seen in my eyes, but I didn't even have time to react, and I was easily pecked by the flames in my hand.

This golden flame of sun flowed into the golden crow Dharma image in an unknown channel. In less than a breath, the golden crow crow crow crow was in a limit. The phantom appeared on Zhang Fan's body, shaking faintly, as if he was about to be forced out of his body. "Wasty Hao!" The voice of the Taoist Ku was full of anxiety and appeared quickly, coiling around Zhang Fan, but it was unimaginable. With the domineering behavior of the golden flame of sun, even if he went up, he would just die in vain and would not have any effect at all. "Returned this Fusang wood!" At this moment, Zhang Fan understood how terrifying this Fusang wood was. Fortunately, it was just a cut-off. If it was really as the Taoist Ku said the essence of the main branch, in a moment, he would be turned into ashes. Even if the golden carving Dharma image was in his body, it would be useless...

Absolute power gap!

Fortunately, this is just the ending after all, and strength is ultimately limiting and there is still a chance!

Before taking the fusanthemum leaves, he knew there would be danger, otherwise he would not have made so much preparation. He just didn't expect that the danger was so great.

If you want to remove Fusang leaves like him, you will naturally be resisted by its original body. After all, it is a spiritual object in the world, and cannot be compared with ordinary ignorant plants.

Even though you know this, you must not choose this way. Otherwise, it will definitely not be guaranteed and its effectiveness will be greatly reduced. It is a true brilliance.

All the divine heads flashed in my heart, and I suddenly calmed down. My whole heart was like a jade pot. The water waves were faint, but it was cold and cold, and I was extremely calm.

His body remained motionless, and the golden flame of the sun spread along his hands. Without the absorption of the Dharma phase, it gradually accumulated. As soon as he had a little more, it was like the last straw that was overwhelming... It must have exploded, turning his whole person into ashes, the more important it was, the calmer he was. His natural characteristics made him think of something in a snap of his fingers! "At the moment!" At the moment of "highlight", a light shout, the purple gold Qiankun bag on his waist spread out, and something like a round flew out of it, emerged, condensed between Zhang Fan and Fusang leaves out of thin air.

Round balls, empty shells.

Three Heaven shell!

This piece once played an incomparable role in his foundation-building period, helping him break through the bottleneck and improve his cultivation, provide power to kill and kill pills, and kill people above the level. It is this thing.

In a battle outside the Faxiangzong market, Zhang Fan caused the last sun golden flame of the third heaven to kill Chen Neck, who was already a puppet of others, at the cost of his life and his temples being gray.

That battle also made the Third Heaven completely a waste.

Zhang Fan kept it that day just an idea, but now it came in handy. "Photo!" shouted loudly, his arms trembled slightly, and an invisible passage was built instantly with the three-legged golden crow and his body as the center, with the three-level heaven shell and the fusanthemum leaves as the two ends.

In an instant, the golden flame of the sun slowly flowed, and the terrifying shadow that could burst out at any time finally disappeared. Dianmo Chinese website

Visible to the naked eye, the golden flame of the sun protecting itself was lit on the branches of Fusom, and gradually became weaker and seemed to have been consumed.

Correspondingly, the three-level shell floating in front of Zhang Fan slowly lit up. At the end, he couldn't look at it in the end, as if another sun had pushed aside the treetops and rose from the Fusang tree. "It's done!" He paused slightly in his hand, as if he had not tried his best, but the Fusang leaves floated down and lay quietly in his palm. The pure red color rose and shrank, swallowed and vomited, as if he was breathing with life all the time." Fusang leaves, finally Yu got it." There was shock and danger. With his cultivation level of the elixir stage, his whole body was soaked with cold sweat. This shows the degree of danger in the previous moment. "I was still careless!" He learned from his mistakes and became wise! Boy, this level of spiritual objects in the world are not easy!" Taoist Ruo sighed from the side. Seeing Zhang Fan's wise mind in a hurry, he also breathed a sigh of relief when he remembered the only thing he had that could accommodate the golden flame of the sun.

At that moment, he thought both of them were dead!

Zhang Fan nodded with lingering fear, then took out a jade box from his arms, carefully put the fusanthemum leaves in, closed them, and imposed several prohibition seals, and then put them into Qiankun bag.

He did this naturally not enough to maintain the spirituality of Fusang Leaf. After all, it was just a jade box and was not qualified to preserve such a spiritual object. However, it was only temporarily placed and I had to take Mo Ling for a while. There was no need to worry about it for such a short time.

After doing all this, his eyes returned to the fusom branches that suddenly dimmed, like ordinary branches.

Although the Fusom branches at this time were dull, they did not lose their spirituality, but they had no vitality. The last vitality was destroyed with the departure of Fusom leaves. The current Fusom branches are a pure treasure of fire.

The move is less spiritual resistance from life, but this time it is much simpler.

The branches of Fusom are pulled out by hand, up and down, and are bare. They have no leaves and roots, like a piece of cutting branches.

Although it looks like a coral branch now, it seems that it will break with a little force. In fact, the golden red that converges into the inside of the branch is too bright, and the color of the carved color cannot be ignored.

This object must be carefully considered. If the means are appropriate, it can be refined into an army treasure that is better than the heart of the Flame Dragon, and it is more suitable for others who have the three-legged Golden Crow Dharma image.

I put it away with satisfaction, waved it, and stepped out in one step. The huge medicine field suddenly shrank and disappeared, and it appeared again, but the blue light was in Zhang Fan's palm.

What we need to solve now is Mo Ling’s problem. After this,... the little guy can reach what level?
Chapter completed!