"Dare to play this trick in front of me!"

Zhang Fan snorted coldly. He suddenly looked up and saw a wild beast and bird hovering in the air, turning in circles. Through a long distance, he could even see those yellow-green eyes.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the bird suddenly froze, and its free flying posture disappeared, like a green onion planted in the back. It turned around and fell down.

Where it originally circulated, the invisible sound waves fluctuated, like rippling water waves, suddenly rippling.

Refining the second Nascent Soul, in terms of magical power, is equivalent to reaching the Nascent Soul realm. This hand triggers the power of the Donghuang Bell and the ordinary voice. It is mysterious and mysterious, and there is no trace to be found. It can be said to be a killer of a chicken.

This wild beast and bird did not fall to the ground properly and fell directly into meat pie. Zhang Fan could not let it do so.

Halfway through the way, at his suggestion, Mo Ling spread his wings and when the phoenix came, he had already caught the bird who still didn't understand the situation.

After seeing Poshan City, it looked like a sinkhole and was determined to be caused by the outbreak of the Tongtian Divine Fire Pillar. At that time, Zhang Fan already knew that there was something wrong with the bird.

Let me ask, in such a place where spiritual energy is chaotic and earth fire is irritating, people and animals are extinct for thousands of miles, but there is such a bird circling leisurely. Moreover, it was flapped with wings by Mo Ling, and it was not even boring and urinating?

All these abnormal things are concentrated on this bird. If Zhang Fan cannot find the problem, then his past hundred years will be wasted.

He held the bird in his hand with a weak hand, and the spiritual palm held the bird in front of him. At this time, the bird had come back from the endless dizziness. There was obvious panic and fear among the yellow-green eagle eyes, which gave people the feeling that it was not an ignorant bird in front of him, but a living person.

Zhang Fan didn't find anything strange about this, and smiled coldly and said, "You have the courage to use this method to monitor me?"

This bird, whether it was its strange actions, its humanized expression after being captured, and the faint fluctuations of spiritual energy on it, all showed traces of a secret technique.

"Spiritual Art!"

Use oneself to distract one's spirits, to place one's spirits in the body of the beast, to control one's actions, to see through the world, this is the so-called spirit-sending technique.

This secret technique is generally circulated in some sects that mainly control spirit beasts. For example, the famous Yuling Sect in Qinzhou was used in this way.

The monks of the Yuling Sect like to cultivate some inconspicuous birds. Once they are released, they will send hundreds of them to one of them. They will monitor the surrounding situation and have been tried and tested.

By monitoring this method, the fluctuations of spiritual energy and spiritual consciousness are extremely minor, in essence, searched through the naked eyes of the spirit beast, so it is extremely difficult to be discovered.

The scope and degree of secret of this spirit-sending technique depend on the cultivator's cultivation level and the strength of the person being monitored.

The current situation is that the other party used this spirit-sending technique but did not use the hidden means like the cultivators of the Yuling Sect back then. They just monitored them carelessly, and the cultivation of the two parties was extremely different. As he said, he was really "very brave".

After being beaten by it, the spirit in the eagle's eyes suddenly faded away. This fading is not the passage of life, but the root of what seems to give it the spirit, which is rapidly moving away.

Zhang Fan smiled and said without any haste: "Do you think you can run away?"

Naturally, he had no intention of letting the other party answer. While speaking, his spiritual palm burst, and a muffled sound like an explosion in the air came out. The wild beast and bird trembled all over it, as if something had exploded in its mind. The spirit in its eyes was gone.

The bird fell from the air weakly, and before it reached the ground, it had no breath and had already died.

At the same time, Zhang Fan's spiritual consciousness burst out, instantly covering a few miles of land. Then he moved his heart and suddenly turned around and looked in one direction.

There, a slightly familiar atmosphere was fading away.

The spiritual energy burst out, and in an instant, the opponent's magical powers were broken down from the wild beasts and birds. Then he followed the invisible connection and injured the man who was controlling.

This is not a mysterious method, it is purely a force to overwhelm people, and its absolute strength leads to any action hidden behind the scenes. It is just a joke."

The innate energy is a great capture. It flew out of its hands and whizzed past. Wherever it passes, the earth and rocks fly, and the sky is gone.

"ah!"

A short shout came vaguely, and a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth.

The big captain returned to his side with a roar. On the giant palm, a young man in animal skin was pinched between his palms like a chicken, but he saw blood bleeding in his seven orifices, like a thin spring, flowing on his face with a thick ore. He looked like a ghost.

This tragic situation of the blood bleeding of the seven orifices of the concubine in the beast skin was not caused by the innate qi grabbing. Zhang Fan had learned this magical power since he was a child. He had been using it extremely skillfully over the years, but just a simple grabbing. He did not even hurt a single hair from the other party.

What really made him fall to this step was the power of killing birds in an instant. He directly injured the soul of the man with the beast skin through the invisible passage. At the same time, his spiritual energy fluctuated, allowing Zhang Fan to notice his position.

These methods are not simple, but Zhang Fan used them today, but every move and every move is just an understatement.

"Um?"

Seeing the dress of this man with animal skin and the inexplicable familiarity on him, Zhang Fan finally realized that who was causing all this?

"Sacred Remnants?!"

"You are so brave. Such a powerful method can actually erase the Poshan City. I have fallen you."

Zhang Fan said with a sneer.

He discovered the village of the remnants in the area near the Poxiao Town. At that time, he knew that these remnants had not given up, otherwise they would not have built their power so close to the settlement of human cultivators.

After that, in the battle of the gourd realm a few years ago, I realized that the beast demon immortal was the undercover agent of the Holy Clan, and in such a series of events, the other party's unwillingness was obvious.

But he never expected that these saints were so bold that they would conquer Poshan City in an open manner.

Not to mention how much the price this would cost, how many people would be killed or injured, perhaps most of the energy accumulated over countless years would be consumed. The counterattack of other human cultivators in the heavy city would not be able to resist the holy clans. If they really had the ability to confront each other head-on, how could they be driven to heaven without any doors, and they would hide in the dark like mice and live secretly.

"Ha ha ha ha

Zhang Fan's voice fell into the net. The man in the animal skin also recovered from his serious injury and horror, and laughed wildly, "Don't think about it from mine."

"I don't need you to say it!"

Zhang Fan interrupted coldly. At the same time, a palm slowly stretched out and pressed it on the head of the man with the skin. Lei Ran continued: "I only need your head!"

His palm pressed on the head of the man in the skin. A hint of horror and disbelief flashed across the other person's face. All his expressions suddenly solidified, his eyes were empty, and then they were like spiral nebula, strange and scattered.

Soul Search**!

No matter how skillful you practice, you will eventually lose your expectations without actual use. It is harmless and at critical moments. Maybe it will be a fatal weakness.

Now that I have just succeeded in practicing with some experience, the man in the animal skin came to me. With Zhang Fan's mind and nature, how could he not take the opportunity to practice it?

As soon as his palm fell on the head of the man with skin, he suddenly had a black light on his palm squatted at the end of his five fingers. He immediately poured into the man with skin."

Zhang Fan slowly closed his eyes, feeling that in a moment, he changed the world and fell from the bank of the sky pit into an endless river.

This long river has no brilliance of the sun and the moon, only countless fragments, like the sand of the Ganges, covering the sky and the earth.

Some are floating on the water surface, some are hanging high in the air, some are like moths flying into the fire, some are like wolves running around and ginseng, "changing and mysterious."

"Soul, fragments!"

"This is the soul fragment!"

Immersed in this special feeling, Zhang Fan murmured.

When a person's memory resides in the soul. When searching and reading the soul, he must first break his soul.

Therefore, if the soul is released, the subject will die. What Zhang Fan has to do is to capture his fragments before his soul completely dissipates and read what is interesting to him.

“Photo!”

A light shout came out of the soul, spreading melodiously in the long river of debris, moving in response to the sound, and endless debris would come to your face if they were blown up by the strong wind."

In an instant, scenes and scenes flashed past Zhang Fan's eyes.

But in an instant, it seemed like I had experienced a lifetime again.

This man with animal skin played in the tribe when he was young; he practiced hard in his youth; he fell in love when he was young; he loved when he was young.

All the scenes have not been missed.

This is because the strength gap between the two sides is too huge. Under Zhang Fan, the Yuanying Real Person, at best, he is equivalent to a man with a beast-skin cultivation in the foundation-building stage, and has no power to resist. In his memory, except for some witchcraft and other things, he can see everything else at a glance.

Whether it is the cultivators or the saints, there is a rule passed down since ancient times, and all the laws are passed down by themselves.

Simply put, the exercises can be taught directly through jade slips, but they cannot be passed on through word of mouth.

The reason is very simple. Among all the jade slips of martial arts, except for those temporarily recorded, there are some restrictions in the authentic sect inheritance. However, the direct teaching of the spiritual consciousness isolates the alien spiritual consciousness. These two types are broken when the soul is broken. When the soul is read, they will be broken into powder as soon as possible and cannot be read.

Obviously, these are all rules that have been passed down in the era when soul-killing has not been lost. If it were not for this, what secrets can there be for any magical powers?

Fortunately, Zhang Fan was interested in this aspect. In addition to paying attention to some unbreakable witchcraft, his attention soon focused on the end of the memory of the man with the beast skin, the terrifying scene of the overturning of the world.

"So come together!"

After a while, Zhang Fan slowly withdrew his palm and sighed.
Chapter completed!