The rain curtain is covered by a curtain, three meters away, and it is hazy.

The strong wind was like a war drum, whistling in my ears, and there was no other sound.

The five colors are confused by the eyes, the five sounds are blocked by the ears, the five flavors are refreshing, and there are countless methods to confuse people's impressions. Only the exploration of the spiritual consciousness is the perception that monks rely on.

Zhang Fan seemed calm when he released his spiritual consciousness from afar, but in fact he never relaxed his vigilance.

Perhaps he underestimated his spiritual range, and the aura of the monks in the distance and covered them up. They just started one after another, either cooperating or competing. The obstacles were not eliminated, and there were signs of instability inside.

Zhang Fan's mouth curled up slightly, which was exactly what he wanted to see.

There is only one fruit of fortune, but there are dozens of monks who covet it. How can we work together?

If it weren't for this, no matter how great the benefits were, it would not be enough for Zhang Fan to agree to resist them alone.

He is only one person and has no reputation. Although he has shown certain strength, he is worse than Xiruo and Bai Yiyi. Facing them, even if he has advantages, he will inevitably feel uneasy. As soon as the thunder tricks were released, he was immediately silent, which was the result of his years of power.

If the object is replaced by Zhang Fan, there is no such pressure. Even in the false and powerful sense of the large number of people, one of them will be looked down upon again and has not been eradicated. The leader's goal has been replaced by the people around him, or the yellow bird that may appear at any time.

In this case, at most, how can you do anything to face the impact of adding fuel?

Zhang Fan chuckled silently. The more he did this, the more beneficial it would be to him. If they could still live after today, they would naturally know how much they were wrong.

After a while, perhaps some tacit understanding was reached, and three monks were found from three directions, and gently tiptoed, holding their breath and slowly approached.

Under the cover of wind and rain, their movements were almost unheard, and Zhang Fan could not sit still, as if he had not noticed them.

When they reached a certain distance, they stopped at the same time. There was the limit of the scope of the exploration of the spiritual consciousness of the nine and tenth levels of the cultivator in the Qi Refining Period.

Silently took out all kinds of things from the Qiankun bag, no longer hiding it, and with a shout, the three of them moved.

At the same time, Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly broke away, his eyes were bright, and he was not panic and surprised, but instead showed a hint of ridicule.

As soon as the three monks left their magic weapon, they felt something was wrong. They felt that their feet slipped suddenly, as if there was a layer of something on the ground, which was suddenly pulled away.

Immediately afterwards, the golden light in the sky became their last impression of the world.

All the changes happened in an instant. In the eyes of outsiders, the three of them were about to take action, and a huge golden net rose under their feet, which closed in an instant, covering them tightly.

The gold net was so wide that when it first appeared, the dense mesh was all the size of a head. After closing in the blink of an eye, it became extremely fine again, and the holes could no longer be seen, as if the best brocade was used.

At first, you can see all kinds of marks raised on the gold net, either like the tip of a sword blade or like a human-shaped dent. As the gold net shrinks rapidly, it quickly calms down.

In the air, only a golden spherical shape the size of a fist was left.

It seemed as if the heart was pounding, the golden ball suddenly opened and expanded dozens of times, and then instantly contracted and restored, like a huge force, a large amount of blood and minced meat splashed out from the mesh. In an instant, within ten feet of radius, blood was stained with blood, and soon, it spread as the rain washed away.

Qi Qi took a breath of cold air, as if he was being strangled to his neck. The monks who seemed a little unscrupulous, suddenly became quiet and looked at Zhang Fan who was still sitting quietly in disbelief.

Unconsciously gaze at them, Zhang Fan just waved his hand calmly, and the golden net that had just swallowed three lives suddenly turned into a stream of light and fell into his hands.

After a glance, he shrank into a ball of gold net that seemed like a harmless skein. Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and his kung fu was finally in vain.

This is the re-refined Butian Net after being mixed with the thread. Its power is no longer the same as before.

When he came here, he realized that a fight was inevitable, so he quietly set up this website at the passing place with the shocking effect of missing the air.

Sure enough, the effect of one blow did not reveal his true strength and more means, but also shocked the other party in one fell swoop, making them unable to grasp it correctly and unable to make the most correct response.

Holding the Butian Net tightly in his hand, Zhang Fan rose up long and swept his spiritual sense through it. He stayed in several places with a large number of people for a brief moment. Without any cover, he suddenly showed his domineering spirit, which was a very clear provocation.

He did not stop there. He then pointed like a sword and suddenly slashed around. At the boundary of a hundred feet in a circle, a circle of fire composed of fine flames suddenly appeared, swaying in the wind and rain but never extinguished, burning so dazzlingly.

"Those who cross this line will kill!"

If you say that you were provocative before, you would be obviously contempt when you say this.

The ending of the word "kill" has not dissipated, and nearly ten figures of human beings are uncovered, and the power of the magic weapon is flying into the air.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's expression first flickered, his eyes swept over them, and then he burst into laughter.

Although they have a lot of people, they are just ordinary disciples in their clothes and clothes. It's all right. The ordinary disciples are also hidden and lying on the tiger. But seeing that they are hesitant and look behind them from time to time, until they seem to have received some hints, they finally muster up the courage and urge the magic weapon to rush forward without caring about it.

"It's still a pawn." Zhang Fan shook his head and said to himself.

"One is a horse-front pawn, and worms and maggots are found on the back of the whip. The other is a Duke and Prime Minister, who live in the palace of Tantan."

Kill all these pawns, I think the Duke and Prime Minister will show up!

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, his feet were shocked, and his whole body shot out, facing the pawns who came in three groups.

In the middle, the three monks facing each other had no characteristics in their clothes, but it is not difficult to see from the spirit beast bag on their waists that they were all cultivators from the Yu Ling Sect.

If the spirit beast Zhang Fan who deals with their refining of Butian.com still needs to be entangled with it, now it is different. There is no need to waste too much effort. Just throw the Butian.com into a golden net that can be re-turned to the sky, covering it with its head and face, and then no longer care.

The speed of the visitor was almost the same. As soon as Zhang Fan finished his movements, the other monks on both sides also entered the attack range at the same time.

In an instant, five or six magic weapons roared in the sky, and seven or eight spiritual talismans shone brightly, like a group of bees attacking the nest.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's face was not shocked, but instead laughed loudly, blood-red light appeared all over his body. With a flap of sleeves, countless fire crows surged out.

With the hand pinching technique, the hands are separated and combined, the fire crow of three-one number melts into a huge three-legged golden crow, flapping its wings in the air.

The other two-thirds rushed towards the attacking magic weapon talisman. With all kinds of means, several magic weapons that were coming were dim and shaking.

More than that, almost at the same time, behind Zhang Fan, the three-legged golden crow Dharma image appeared, with two wings wide open, covering the sky and the sun.

Then, he pulled his neck and cried.

One front and one back, one red and one gold, two three-legged golden crows, perform the same action in conjunction with each other.

——The sun sets and crows cry, and the wind and rain are swaying.

It seemed as if in the center of a powerful vortex, the three-legged flames were dispersed and collapsed in the moment of long roar. The flames were completely extinguished, and only the invisible ripples fluctuated. In an instant, more than ten people in the field were affected.
Chapter completed!