Wudang Mountain signed for 60 years

Chapter 168, Follow me like this

"What's going on? Why are they disobedient."

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes;
"Because you are a woman."

Waving to the cultivator, he waved out the Dao of Merit and Virtue, and immediately released the shackles of everyone, and fell to the ground in an instant.

Li Qiuran was taken aback,
I'm a woman, can't I?

Could it be that these people still discriminate against women? Li Qiuran was furious.

What's wrong with women, men come from where there are no women.

Roar······

A black figure galloped towards him, his figure was as fast as lightning, his pupils were black, exactly the same as those of the summoned ones, Zhang Fan felt suffocated by this person's aura.

Even if he comprehended the Dzogchen Realm Heavenly Master Ninth Rank Demon Master, Zhang Fan would not be afraid. Wasn't the Blood Demon Patriarch beheaded by Zhang Fan with a single blow? Could this person be an immortal?
Zhang Fan's face was solemn: "You retreat one after another, this person may be a fairy."

The three of them looked at each other in blank dismay. Immortal, the three of them were even more surprised.

black shadow froze;
"Immortal, I haven't heard anyone call me an immortal for a long time. It's been so many years that I have forgotten."

Ming Haitang asked;
"Why would seniors do this again?"

Heiying looked at Ming Haitang, his pupils were all black, and he couldn't see any expression: "Woman? I like it, stay with me!"

Ming Haitang was furious, he swung his shoulders, his white hair was like a poisonous snake, and he attacked the black shadow.

"One of the three thousand avenues, the Wansi avenue, has three thousand white hairs, but it's a pity that it's only a small realm." Hei Ying waved his hand, and immediately blocked the white hair in his hand.

Since this black shadow was summoned, it should be controlled.

Flames shot out from Hei Ying's hands, and the white hairs burned one after another when they met the flames, Ming Haitang immediately pulled back the white hairs, the flames could even burn the Dao, it was terrifying just thinking about it.

Zhang Fan took a step forward.

"Leave first, this flame should be the Dao of Divine Fire, perfect state, and can burn any substance at a glance."

The black shadow stared at Zhang Fan.

"You are a good mortal. When I kill you, I can summon you from the underworld and become my pawn."

Zhang Fan asked, "Who are you?"

"Li Yuhao, people of the fairy world, you are all captive slaves in the fairy world, and you don't bow down when you see a fairy."

Zhang Fan smiled contemptuously: "Immortal, didn't you fly from the mortal world to the fairy world?"

"Hmph, how can this seat be like you, this seat was born in the fairy world, and came down to resist the nether world a million years ago, and was finally left here."

This immortal is called Li Yuhao. He used to come down from the fairy world to defend against Nether. Later, he was killed by Nether during the battle and was summoned to fight again. However, after the summoner died, he stayed on the battlefield of the Great Desolation Secret Realm. .

By chance, he actually learned the Dao of Summoning. He has comprehended the Dzogchen realm for a million years, but he is still trapped here.

Zhang Fan pointed a finger, and that point turned into light, illuminating the entire darkness like a shining sun in the sky.

"Avenue of Light."

The spear of light, the finger in Zhang Fan's hand turned into a spear of light, piercing through the air to kill black shadows, this spear is in the realm of Dzogchen, with a combat power of 1000 or [-] dimensional, Zhang Fan wants to see the strength of the immortal.

With a wave of Li Yuhao's hand, he turned into a flaming dragon, biting towards the spear of light.

The spear of light exploded from the belly of the flame dragon.

The two are evenly matched.

As soon as Zhang Fan raised his hand, he understood that Li Yuhao could easily unleash a thousand-dimensional combat power.

Li Yuhao laughed loudly;
"Boy, I was just playing with you and me just now. I have been imprisoned here for a million years. I have already cultivated the Dao of Shenhuo to the Dzogchen realm. You can't match it with my immortal impulse."

When Li Yuhao raised his hand, he concentrated his palm strength on his hand.

Zhang Fan's face was solemn, this power has at least two thousand dimensional combat power, it can even break through the world barrier, and this aura is still rising gradually.

Zhang Fan did not expect that one day he would face the immortal, and it would come so quickly.

Zhang Fan sacrificed the Bodhi rosary, a cosmic Taoist artifact, and placed it cross-legged on the Nine Treasures Lotus Platform. This is Zhang Fan's strongest magic weapon, signed from an immortal.

At this time, Zhang Fan Buddha's light suddenly appeared, like a Buddha, saving all living beings.

"You actually know Buddhism?" Li Yuhao was taken aback;
"You can't even think of the Dao of this seat, just die!" Zhang Fan condensed a palm in his hand, the palm of Buddha's fire and wrath, which is the strongest skill that Zhang Fan can condense, three kinds of Dao, three kinds of Dzogchen realm , King Kong Avenue, Bodhi Avenue, Merit Avenue...

These three kinds add up to a full three thousand dimensional combat power.

Li Yuhao felt the power in Zhang Fan's hand, and his heart trembled: "How can you condense such power because you are just a mortal?" He couldn't believe it.

"Nothing is impossible, you are too weak."

Li Yuhao seemed to have been greatly insulted. How ironic that a majestic immortal was said to be too weak by a mortal.

Zhang Fan punched out with one palm.

The palm of Buddha Fire Wrath, with [-]-dimensional combat power, goes out with one palm, the void trembles, and the ashes are wiped out. Li Yuhao's palm is covered by Zhang Fan, and there is nothing left in an instant.

His body was blown up by Zhang Fan.

Only one bone was left, Zhang Fan had to withdraw his palm, otherwise not even one bone could be left.

Everyone looked at the sky.

That beam of fire can be seen thousands of miles away, illuminating thousands of miles.

Zhang Fan exhaled, and the immortal was nothing more than that.

The three looked back.

Li Qiuran asked, "Where are the immortals?"

"died."

Li Qiuran pointed at Zhang Fan and turned pale calmly: "You...you even killed an immortal, what kind of cultivation level do you have? Are you also an immortal?"

"I am not a fairy, but I am not much different from a fairy."

Zhang Fan looked calm, as if beheading an immortal was easy for him.

Yao Qingqing and Ming Haitang have long been familiar with the strange things. Following Zhang Fan along the way, they have seen so many unbelievable things. It is estimated that both of them have already gotten used to it.

Li Qiuran's heart skipped a beat.

"Sir, I still don't know your name?"

Ming Haitang coughed;
"His name is Zhang Fan."

Li Qiuran was kneeling on the ground, Zhang Fan was stunned by this scene, what is the situation, what are you doing kneeling on the ground!
"Zhang Xianren, please save my Divine Doctor Empire. Now my Divine Doctor Empire is besieged by the Poison God Empire, and we are already facing ruin."

The Divine Physician Empire and the Poison God Empire, these two empires are in the Whirling Realm at the same time, each occupying half of the territory, the two countries are life and death enemies, Zhang Fan also knows.

Back then, the Ten Thousand Poisons Rule was snatched from the Poison God Empire, but now it was lying in the meson, and Zhang Fan couldn't refine it at all.

Ming Haitang asked;
"Aren't you getting along very well, why suddenly, it's so cold and hot!"

Li Qiuran shook his head and said: "I don't know what's going on, the Poison God Empire found a Poison God Origin somewhere, and there are hundreds of warships, and suddenly launched an offensive against the God Doctor Empire."

Zhang Fan's heart skipped a beat.

The origin of the poisonous god?Isn't it the rule of ten thousand poisons, Zhang Fan's meson still has the origin of the poison god lying in it, this thing can only be refined by a fairy.

Regardless of whether it can be refined or not, Zhang Fan must obtain the origin of the God of Poison.

Ming Haitang shook his head: "There are more than 100 space-class warships, where did the Poison God Empire invite help?"

Zhang Fan said, "Get up first and then talk."

Li Qiuran shook his head: "If I don't get up, if the immortal doesn't agree to me, I will kneel and die here."

Zhang Fan looked at Li Qiuran, what did he do with me?
(End of this chapter)