For a moment, by the Qibao Lake, almost everyone's eyes were staring at the east, watching the rising sun, feeling thousands of lights reflected on their bodies, and their faces were warm.

"Senior brother, you are finally back."

More excited than everyone else, Xiruo couldn't help but take a step forward, as if she wanted to bathe in the sun more, and her eyes seemed to be crystal clear. She looked at the whistling figure.

Just as the sun was shining like the sunrise, the clouds in the sky were dyed, a long roar suddenly resounded through the world. The sound waves were as if they were real, washed like a torrent, rolling in.

A powerful force soared into the sky. There was a figure in it. It seemed to be walking in the void, with long roars and waves sweeping and detonating the disordered aura, as if stepping on the waves.

"Donghua Real Person".

"Zhang Fan".

The iconic Xuanjin Xinfu, the solemn Donghuang Crown. The sun is shining throughout, and the long roar is faintly wailing. These characteristics are too obvious. They are the ones of the Demon King Dharma Image, Zhang Fan, the real person of the Dharma Image of the Dharma Image of the Dharma Image of Zhang Fan!

“Huh?!”

"What is he holding in his hand?"

Suddenly, a question arose in many people's minds, and they all turned their eyes to what Zhang Fan held in his right hand.

Those who can have this idea are all experts in the field. The second most important thing is that the peak of Jiedan is placed outside, and they are all overlords.

Only they have enough eyesight. Capture Zhang Fan's body that cuts through the sky in a flash, and does not be fascinated by the sun's glory, but can see it clearly.

"Ha ha

"Old Monster Feng, your real Donghua is really bold and ruthless enough. It's amazing, amazing.

The real person of Skeleton narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile.

He could see it clearly, so why couldn't Fengjiuling? Seeing this, he shook his head and thought to himself that Zhang Fanzhen was not an ordinary bold act.

What they didn't notice was that in an instant, Yuan Tianxin's expression completely changed, and he stood up with a "blindness", his fists clenched, and his eyes were bloody.

In just a moment, a golden rainbow broke out, Zhang Fan showed his body and stood by the Qibao Lake. He was facing Yuan Tianxin hundreds of feet away from him.

"Bang".

He threw down the things in his hand without any concern, walked to Fengjiuling and others for a moment, then looked at Xiruo deeply, nodded slowly to her, and then turned around and looked at the opposite side of He Dijiu.

"Zhang Fan, what do you mean?"

Yuan Tianxin was furious and shouted violently. His body trembled, slightly blurred, as if he was about to disappear from the spot at any time.

Just at this moment, Zhang Fan suddenly took a step slantedly, just before the thing he threw out. He looked at him leisurely.

"ah!"

At this time, many low-level cultivators in the distance saw clearly that Zhang Fanti came in his hand, and the appearance of the nine-singling ring in Di Tianhuan was actually a person.

To be precise, from the perspective of clothing, this is an immortal cultivator from the Fortu Sect.

At this moment, no matter how high or low the cultivation level is, the monk is. As long as you pass the legend about the Nine Hate Series in your mind, it is not difficult to know who this person is.

Yuan Tianxin, except for a brother who has been dependent on each other for life, has no relatives or people close to him in his life. He is dedicated to seeking the way of immortality and fighting alone!

If he can make him like this, he is a disciple of the Houtu Sect, so naturally he can only be his brother Yuan Tianyi.

It is said that Yuan Tianyi practiced Taoism earlier than Yuan Tianxin, and he personally led his younger brother into the sect. It can be said that he was the guide of the nine series of hatreds. Without this person, Yuan Tianxin would not be able to be glorious.

"Tian Hua Zhenren, this is the battle between you and me. It has nothing to do with my brother. Please let him go."

Yuan Tianxin took a deep breath, looked at his brother who was still unconscious, suppressed the idea of ​​immediately robbing, and said something that he thought was a humble word.

"Zhenren Yuan, do you remember what Zhang said three years ago?"

Zhang Fan did not answer, but instead asked this question.

Yuan Tianxin's face suddenly became ugly. Three years ago, Zhang Fan seriously injured him when he retreated, and what he said then emerged from his memory.

"Yuan Tianxin, three years later, Zhang is waiting for you here!"

"You win, you can get your grudge against serious injuries, you can get your earth's fetus back, and Zhang's great head will be cut off even if you want to kill him.

"You are defeated, Zhang destroys your true body, takes your treasure, slaughter your relatives, bars your sect, imprisons you Yuan, and besieged thousands of years. To avenge your revenge today!"

It sounded like a vent of anger at that time. So what if he really had this idea? He believed that he would win.

But now it seems that the winner will not be mentioned for the time being. At least the opponent's determination cannot be doubted.

Without waiting for his answer, Zhang Fan continued: "Three years ago, Zhang said that in addition to yourself, he would still kill all your relatives and rob your sect. This statement has never been forgotten for a moment."

"In the past three years, Zhang has traveled all over the world. When the appointment is approaching, he is just around the corner of Liangzhou. Therefore, he went to Houtu Sect on the way and ordered his brother to "please come here.

Zhang Fan’s words are not a joke. His Nascent Soul is in Liangzhou when he reaches the third year. He is just a way to go to the Houtu Sect.

No matter how much hatred, Di Jiulian looked gloomy. The monks of the Houtu Sect such as the Tu Feng in the distance were shocked,... Mi Xu said!" If Brother Ling was not in the Hou Ten Sect, he would just find a joke on him, Zhang would have to spend more time and cast a spell on his bloodline and soul to find him. Now he has saved a lot of effort. Zhang thanked him here.

In this way, Yuan Tianxin's expression could no longer be described in terms of ugly words. It was as dark as the bottom of a pot. Even Tu Feng and others were as heavy as water, and they looked like they wanted to eat raw meat.

No wonder they are like this. Zhang Fan's words almost belittled both of them.

He scolded Yuan Tianxin for being stupid.

Zhang Fan left his relatives in the Faxiang Sect. This is because the Faxiang Sect is a top sect in the Jiuzhou Province. It is protected by the Zhoutian Star Map. Even if the Lord of the Divine God comes, he will not be able to do anything. He doesn't have to worry about the safety of his relatives at all.

The Houtu Sect is not the case. It is no longer the atmosphere of the sect in ancient times. The only masters in the sect are Hen Di Dihuan and Tu Feng.

Both of them are not here now and are unprepared. With Zhang Fan's current strength, it can be said that he is free to come and go. Just as Zhang Fan said himself, it would be better to just find a town to hide!

Second, scold the weak Houtu Sect

This is a slap in the face. First, he told him to destroy the sect, and then he went in alone, captured the person and returned. There was no difference between entering and leaving his backyard.

After today, the Houtu Sect will become a laughing stock in Jiuzhou.

"What did you do to our disciples of Houtu Sect?"

Before he could speak in a row with a gray face, the earth wind in the distance could no longer bear it and shouted loudly.

Not to mention the destruction of the sect, just seeing that he can enter and exit freely, Tu Feng was a little confused, for fear that the left-behind disciples in the sect would let the people in front of him kill a mountain of corpses and blood. If that was true, it would be a pity.

Zhang Fan glanced at him and said calmly: "Don't worry, Tu Zhenren, the Houtu Sect is safe and sound. I did not take action.

"The Houtu Sect should not be destroyed by Zhang."

This sentence has no beginning and no end, and it makes people confused, but no matter what, at least the earthly style has calmed down and will not say more.

"What do you want to be a real person in Donghua?

Yuan Tianxin stared at the brother on the ground and asked.

“Not what

Zhang Fan shook his head, waved his sleeves, and threw Yuan Tianyi behind him. He landed at the place where a real person in the Faxiang Sect was, and then said, "Zhang said that it was just a way. If you win later, I, Faxiang Sect, will never be left behind. You can bring your brother back intact."

"If it's you,"

Zhang Fan didn't say the rest, and there was no need to say it. It was his purpose to bring Yuan Tianyi here.

"Okay, Yuan believes in you!"

Yuan Tianxin breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at his brother who was sent out of the battle circle.

He believed what Zhang Fan said was the truth. Because if he was so moved by his mind, it would be enough to bring a head. What's more, a few monks at his level would be confused because of such things. If this were the case, he would not live today.

In this way, Yuan Tianxin was completely calm, as if there was only Zhang Fan in front of him, and there was only a battle of life and death in his heart, and nothing else.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and even the person watching the battle in the distance subconsciously held his breath.

Zhang Fan nodded to the Hate Dijiu Lianhuan, waved his sleeves, and a figure fell to the ground more than ten feet away, with the corpse energy soaring into the sky, mixed with the rich earth spiritual energy. As soon as it landed, it seemed to be integrated with the earth.

A fairy in the world!

"I still want to use the earth immortal to deal with me? I'm too underestimating me

Yuan Tianxin glanced contemptuously and didn't take it to heart at all.

After suffering a great loss back then, how could he not study it? He had known that the "Earth Immortal" who plotted against him in the past was just half the finished product. How could he hurt him after he was prepared?

Just a glance, he motivated the spiritual energy all over his body, and his powerful aura soared into the sky, and said in his mouth:

"Yuan has only been a few years since he got the innate Qi of the Earth. He realized it in his heart when he fought with fellow Taoists three years ago. He expected that there would be a breakthrough within three years, so he made a three-year agreement with fellow Taoists Zhang."

"Today, please give Donghua real person a taste of Yili

At the end of his speech, it seemed to fit the pulsation of the earth. Every word was spit out, and the earth was trembling slightly. Yuan Tianxin raised his hand high, and a hazy image appeared on his body.

The earthy yellow and thick on all sides, with one Yuan fetus light and agile in the middle, which is exactly the ancient treasure of innate Yi Qi and Earth Yuan fetus!

"here we go!"

All the spectators were raised. Even Feng Jiuling and others who were most confident in the early days could not help but feel a little nervous. He heard what Hate Jiulian said. He clearly made great progress.

"please!"

Zhang Fan looked a little solemn, and he turned his hand and held the reborn Donghuang Zhong in his hand.

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two consecutive roars, one sounded underground, and the washing dragon turned over, not knowing what happened underground. The water level of Qibao Lake suddenly dropped halfway; the other sound shook the sky, and the spiritual energy gathered in the sky, turning into a yellow aperture, pressing down towards Zhang Fan.
Chapter completed!