Wudang Mountain signed for 60 years

Chapter 166, Obtaining a Battleship

The virus code bites at the Emperor Red code, analyzes and eliminates...

Not to be outdone, Dihong scolded, the beast ate Zhang Fan's code in one gulp, and analyzed... Dihong was taken aback, why couldn't he analyze it?How can this be.

Moreover, his own code was assimilated by Zhang Fan's code instead.

Emperor Hong paled;

"No, this person has already cultivated a perfect state of technology. I can't analyze this person's code, so I will get off the boat immediately." Dihong greeted and jumped off the big boat immediately.

You Ming followed Di Hong and jumped off. Dozens of You Ming immediately jumped down from the battleship, most of them were human You Ming and hybrid You Ming.

Zhang Fan clearly felt that most of these people cultivated on the avenue of science and technology, and they all cultivated the avenue of science and technology in a small state. There are many spiritual thoughts in them, and these are the codes of spiritual thoughts that Zhang Fan has devoured.

As the warship stopped moving, he realized that the warship had been breached by Zhang Fan, and became Zhang Fan's warship ever since.

This is the wonderful use of technology avenue.

According to the Earth, Zhang Fan is a top hacker, those who are human ghosts are beginners, and Dihong, a Dachengjing technology road, is a hacker who has studied for several years. He thought that the world was invincible, but he met Zhang Fan, a top hacker.

A Nether was furious: "I said earlier that these wastes are useless at all, they can't even protect warships, and the Three Thousand Ways are all waste. It's not like our Nethers are born warriors."

More than a dozen human beings lowered their heads, and Di Hong was even more angry, but he didn't dare to speak.

Zhang Fan can also see that these human ghosts are just slaves of the ghosts!Maybe even worse than slaves.

"Boy, so what if you get the warship, everything depends on your strength. This seat is Di Tianyu's fourth-grade mad body Youming, and next to him is Di Tianzi, Storm Youming."

Zhang Fan smiled;
"You guys actually have names?"

Di Tianyu: "Take a punch from me."

Di Tianyu clenched his fist and punched Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan said: "You all step back first."

Zhang Fan formed a fist with his right hand, accompanied by the avenue, the vajra was in the state of perfection, his body was shrouded in Buddha light, the vajra was active, and with a loud shout, he fought against Di Tianyu.

Both are solid fists.

Rumble...Three hundred dimensional combat power.

The dust was flying and the wind was howling.

Zhang Fan only felt numbness in the palms of his hands. This is Netherworld. With his physical body alone, he can fight the Dacheng Dao. One punch is three hundred dimensional combat power.

Zhang Fan just wanted to test how powerful the Netherworld is.

Di Tianyu was surprised: "Very good, if you can compete with me, I have to look at you differently."

"Try a move from me, berserk... open the Heavenly God Fist."

Di Tianyu's complexion changed, and a red light emerged from his forehead, blessing his whole body. Zhang Fan looked at Di Tianyu, and it turned out that the Nether could be berserk.

Looking at the fist that came running, this combat power was at least a thousand dimensional combat power, more than three times more than the ordinary punch just now.

Zhang Fan dismissively said, "Since that's the case, then I'll beat you to death with my fist, alive and well."

King Kong Dao, Dzogchen Realm, [-] combat power, fully [-] dimensional combat power more than Di Tianyu.

Rumble...

Fist to fist.

Di Tianyu's face changed wildly, is this ugly human race hiding his strength!

The bones of Di Tianyu's left arm were shattered, spreading from the palm to the shoulder, and his arm was torn apart. Looking at his arm, Di Tianyu screamed.

boom····

A storm directly attacked, Zhang Fan was taken aback.

What kind of avenue is this?
Brainstorming?

Zhang Fan only felt a storm in his mind, this ghost could directly attack the Sea of ​​Consciousness, and this kind of attack.

Zhang Fan roared;
"Dispel me."

Putting out the storm in his mind, he looked at Di Tianzi with solemn eyes. This is Zhang Fan meeting the second Nether, Storm Nether, who can attack the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

Di Tianyu: "Thank you for saving me."

"Well, be careful, this person has already reached the state of Dzogchen when he cultivated the Dao, and my storm of thinking will not work at all."

Di Tianzi reminded;

Di Tianyu looked at Zhang Fan: "You are very powerful, why don't you join my Nether Army? Soon my Nether Army will lead 3000 million warships to invade the world. You have no choice."

Zhang Fan's eyes were sharp: "You Nether feed on the human race, how can I join your Nether race as a human race, how do you want to die?" Zhang Fan clenched his fists.

"Hmph, if you don't practice the Great Way, are you my opponent?"

Zhang Fan said: "It's useless to talk too much, whether it's the Nether or the human race, they all rely on strength, and strength is king."

Di Tianzi's face darkened;
"My Nether has 3000 million warships, and each warship has a thousand Nethers, and 100 billion Nether fighters, can you resist?"

Zhang Fan laughed;

"I don't know if there is a place, one will kill one, two will kill one pair, and if 100 billion comes, I will kill them all."

"Hmph, ignorant kid." The two looked at Zhang Fan like a three-year-old child.

Zhang Fan clenched his fist;

"What ignorant children, you suffer!"

Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and gathered the Dao with his hands. The two Dao merged with each other, one black and one white, the Dao of Darkness and the Dao of Light.

Two mandala spears.Lasing out.

Zhang Fan mercilessly sacrificed his killing move, with two thousand dimensional combat power, directly piercing through Nether, and before the two Nether could even react, they were beheaded by Zhang Fan.

Di Hong stood beside him dumbfounded.

This is the vulnerable human race?Didn't it mean that the human race is a lounge meal bag?

Such a powerful force is afraid that only the Netherworld of the sixth rank can contend.

Zhang Fan looked at a dozen Nethers who were not Nethers but also human races. From Zhang Fan's perception, these Nethers could also cultivate, inheriting the power of You Ming's physical body, and at the same time inherited the human race's ability to cultivate and comprehend the Dao.

Those people were trembling.

Di Hong's face darkened, and he didn't expect to be unlucky: "What do you want to do, kill me if you want to, let them go, they are also slaves in the depths of the void abyss."

Ming Haitang came over: "Zhang Fan, you must not let them be powerful. Nether is different from those ancient monsters. They feed on the human race and treat the human race as slaves. Once the world is occupied, the human race will have nowhere to turn."

Zhang Fan nodded in response.

"Of course I understand."

Dihong was furious: "What do you know, our ancestors are also human race, we are also forced, we just want to seek a pure land, so that the tribe can recuperate."

"Why in the land of the nether world, we semi-nethers are regarded as slaves, and we will be suppressed by you when we get here. What mistakes did we make?"

After speaking, he howled and burst into tears.

Zhang Fan was also taken aback, I didn't say I would kill you guys, why are you crying!
Di Hong seemed to have suffered countless grievances in one sound, and it exploded at this moment.

"Miss Hong."

"Sister Hong, I want to go home."

"Miss Hong, what shall we do?"

A dozen and a half Youming immediately surrounded Dihong, crying and making noise.

Ming Haitang snorted coldly: "Zhang Fan, to become a cultivator, you must not be soft-hearted. If you dare not make a move, let me do it."

Ming Haitang stepped out and stretched out his fingers, intending to kill these half-ghosts, but Zhang Fan waved his hand to stop them.

"No, these half-ghosts are still useful."

With Zhang Fan waving his hands, the Dao of Faith broke through the air.

"I don't believe in you. I want to accept the faith alive and become a believer in this seat. Of course, this seat will not let you become slaves."

Dihong was startled, her face became anxious:
"You... how can you do this?"

"This is your only choice. How could you have any sympathy when you slaughtered the clan? If I lost, I would have been torn to pieces by the ghosts. How could you sympathize?"

Those who follow me prosper, those who oppose me perish, it's that simple.

A dozen or so disciples looked at each other, opened their hearts and minds, accepted Duhua, and became believers. Di Hong looked helpless as the dozen of disciples accepted.

(End of this chapter)