Standing on the silver river in a trance, Zhang Fan felt like a monkey crying on both sides of the shore, and the light boat had passed through thousands of mountains...

If it hadn't been known for a long time, who would have believed that this magnificent silver river was just a small blood vessel, and in this usually invisible place, he could have a sense of spectacle.

This is the wonder of supernatural powers and magic!

Zhang Fan had adapted a little and had not even studied it clearly, so he hurriedly chose to go downstream, not without reason.

At this time, since he was in the blood vessels of the true immortal on land, the long river naturally rushes and blood. In that case, the two ends of the long river are either at the heart's hub or at the end of the limbs, and these two possibilities are the greatest.

In this extremely complex waterway, only in the direction of the current water can he reach his destination most likely. According to the old man Dacheng, the fourth bronze tripod was taken into his heart by the land real immortal. In that case, he would have to go to the heart's hub.

In addition, the True Immortal Lu incorporated his six most proud magic weapons into his body, which led to the unprecedented True Immortal Lu.

In this case, the last places where these six treasures may exist are considered to be in the limbs, trunks, heads, and these places, although they are speculations, but they are not far from the facts.

Therefore, as long as it continues, no matter which result it is, it is acceptable to Zhang Fan.

The speed of the silver river surging is simply unimaginable. Stepping on it is like riding on clouds and fog, and countless distances are crossing in a flash.

In this place where the spiritual energy is so rich that it is even difficult to fly. Only by relying on the torrent can you achieve such an amazing speed.

I don’t know how long it took and how many places it crossed, and when Zhang Fan was about to lose his conception in his heart, suddenly, he slightly drew the silver waves in his heart, and his whole body floated three feet away, floating.

As endless torrents rushed past his feet in an instant, his brows gradually frowned.

"Someone!"

He slowly approached the past and walked around a bend. Two figures of people passing by in the air came into his eyes.

"The Thousand-Eyed Old Demon!"

"Red-haired ancestor!"

These two "acquaintances" were having a lot of fun fighting at the critical point of Zhang Fan's spiritual consciousness.

It was in this special place, otherwise it would be impossible for Zhang Fan to get so close without being discovered with their cultivation.

After observing carefully, listening for a while, a hint of ridicule flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes, and then it turned into a coldness.

At the same time, the battle between the two in the distance had reached a point of intense heat.

A huge demon snake emerged out of thin air, occupying most of the space, and was pounced on Mount Tai.

The old monster with a thousand-eyed eyes condenses the energy and transforms into shape. With the boundless spiritual energy around it, it condenses this physical monster.

The endless spiritual energy ignited spontaneously, and sparks spread out. In an instant, the sky was ignited. All the flames gathered together and turned into a flame giant. They swept together and directly entangled with the demon snake.

“Boom boom boom boom.

In the sky, in the long silver river, there was no place on the wall of blood vessels, not the battlefield of these two powerful monsters. The huge bodies were pressed over and the lethal spells were smashed. It seemed that the entire blood vessel was shaken by it and trembled slightly.

All this continued until the huge force that the two outside could not control, collided with each other. With a loud bang, the two flew out and each hit the blood vessel wall behind them, and then they slid down weakly against the blood vessel wall.

The two of them had already reached a point of being broken, and they were so miserable that they could not be more miserable.

The two of them were unable to get up for a moment, and their anger seemed to turn into poisonous tongues and began another battle.

"Old monster, aren't you very good? You dare to insult me ​​outside. Now you know that your red-haired grandfather is so powerful?"

The red-haired ancestor drooped his head, as if he was defeated by a rooster, and he was still arrogant and scolded him.

"Red-haired turkey, how much better are you than me? When I recover first, I will snatch the treasure on you first, and then swallow you alive. I will pull it out and become one with me, I am honored!"

The Qianmei Old Demon obviously couldn't get up even if he crawled, and his aura was not weak at all. Even the smile of the sinister test and the coldness unique to snakes were quite a bit too.

"ah

The red-haired ancestor sneered and said, "I want to steal my treasure. When I get up first, I won't kill you. I will imprison your soul. The little snake I play with is not bad. Don't worry, I will treat you very well. I will find 800 female snakes to mate you every day. I will give birth to a large group of small snakes to play with for my disciples and grandchildren.

The red-haired ancestor did not look vulgar, but it was quite stimulating to others. Any big demon who transformed himself would probably go wild after hearing his scolding.

Even Zhang Fan, who was not concerned about his own affairs, listened to him and praised him with a vicious voice.

On the contrary, the old demon Qianmei in question seemed to be ignored, curled his lips disdainfully, barely posed for a cross-legged look, circulated his spiritual power, and directly treated the curse of the Red-haired Ancestor as wind in his ears."

The strange screams of the red-haired ancestor who was rising in Chuan Dezheng were also shocked to beg for fear, and he was like a cross-legged woman, trying hard to recover.

The current situation seems to be like if no outsiders join, as long as the two of them recover first, they can conspire to the other party who has no ability to resist and take the treasure in their mouths into their bags.

The field became quiet for a while.

Zhang Fan's eyes in the distance were shining with cold light, and he lowered his head and pondered.

Here the blood vessel wall gradually tightens, and the space shrinks to less than half at the beginning. The tenth ** is at the end, which is the magic weapon of the land true immortals that he judged. "Is this the magic weapon in your mouth?"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and said to himself: "Two guys who are almost useless. They also carry treasures and the temptation of good husbands.

“Isn’t this forcing me to be an oriole?

While shaking his head, his body sank, and he fell back into the torrent, like a dead leaf falling from the shore. In a moment, along with the endless river, he appeared directly in front of the Red-haired Ancestor and the Qianwei Old Demon.

"who?"

Two old monsters who were seriously injured and entered into meditation woke up instantly. They could see Zhang Fan's figure clearly. Their body tilted and they did not jump up, but instead became soft.

"Donghua Real Person".

"what you up to?"

The two of them exclaimed in surprise, as if they had seen a ghost.

The two of them were at their weakest moments and suddenly saw a big enemy, so it was not surprising that they had this reaction.

"What's wrong with you? Why did you do this?"

Zhang Fan said with a tsk sound, standing with his hands behind his back, as if he turned a blind eye to their police officers, and looked up and down leisurely.

After crossing the place where the two fought, and going a hundred feet further out, a raised object like an island in the middle of the lake was crossed over the silver river, and the surging torrent was divided into two halves here.

This Hexin Island looks like a platform, with natural and gorgeous patterns that look unremarkable at first glance. When you look closely, you have a bit of natural beauty of human body structure and an indescribable mysterious meaning.

At the center of this platform, a sword-shaped four-sink is prominent, and it is empty.

"Sword in the Cloud?!"

Zhang Fan frowned slightly, as if he was talking to himself, as if he had said to the Red-haired Ancestor and the Qianwei Old Demon.

"Not bad, it's the sword in the cloud."

Red Hair and Qianmu suddenly relaxed, as if they had given up resisting, with a wry smile on their faces.

"Donghua real person, Yunzhongjian is on the body of the red-haired old man, you can go by yourself

The Qianmu Old Demon rolled his eyes and smiled sinisterly.

"Old monster, you must die a little, the sword in the cloud is clearly on you."

The red-haired ancestor looked rough and generous, but his eyes were spinning rapidly, and his flexible place was not as good as the old monster Qianwei.

Zhang Fan turned a deaf ear to the words of the two, but just looked at them with a smile, as if they were watching a monkey show.

When he came into contact with his gaze, the red-haired ancestor shuddered, like a pierced ball, and the whole person became weak and said weakly: "Donghua Real Person must have been watching for a while, right? Just be more careful, I accept it, remember to kill the old monster by the way. I will accept your love."

"You immortal, you still have to drag someone to the back when you die, I."

The Qianmu Old Demon cursed, and if he hadn't been able to get up, he would have pounced on him immediately.

Halfway through his words, he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of "papapapa". When he looked back, Zhang Fan smiled and applauded. When he saw him looking, he nodded with interest, as if you were continuing to watch the show.

"What do you mean by Donghua Zhenren? Take the treasures if you want them. If you want them, you should kill them and cut them at will. What are you waiting for? Do you still want to insult me?"

The red-haired ancestor had both hair and beard, like an angry mad lion, defending his last dignity.

The Qianmu Old Demon also stopped and looked coldly.

"The ancestor misunderstood Zhang."

Zhang Fan smiled and said with a smile: "I just have something unknown, I want to ask you two to solve the problem."

"you say!"

The Qianmu Lao Yao said, his voice was extremely gloomy, as if he felt something was wrong.

“It’s very simple!”

Zhang Fan was still calm and said calmly: "Old demon, you seem to be very incompatible with the red-haired monster."

“So what?”

"Then Zhang felt strange. When the red-haired old monster provoked the strange poison in the fairy world, why did your reaction be so big?"

Zhang Fan's face did not change, but the smile in his eyes gradually became colder, and it became colder.

"Aren't you looking forward to his death? I remember that you were at the end at that time, and no one would die until you die. You were so anxious."

"What is it for?"

In Zhang Fan's gaze, the Qianmu Old Demon and the Red-haired Ancestor looked at each other, speechless for a while. After a while, just as the Qianmu Old Demon was about to say something, Zhang Fan slapped his palm again:

"The drama ends, it's time for the main person to come forward, right?
Chapter completed!