Underworld exchange group

Chapter 587
However, Zhang Fan uttered a word, and a figure stood up from Zhang Fan who was sitting cross-legged, and walked towards the field. Its shape was exactly the same as Zhang Fan's, and it was Zhang Fan's Yin body.

"This……"

Seeing Zhang Fan's Yin body, everyone present was moved, causing an uproar and shock.

"Who told you that I am not a ghost immortal?"

Ghost Immortal One of the five immortals, detached from the yin, looks like a haggard tree, looks like purple gray, guards within the mind, stays focused, and has an awe-inspiring fairy spirit.

Zhang Fan's gray and ghostly body exuded a faint purple light. Although it was not as bright as the purple aura of the handsome ghost present here, it was still radiant, and the fairy aura emitted was even more ethereal and distant.

He is already a ghost fairy who has crossed the robbery.

Zhang Fan's yang body sitting there is also an ironclad proof. If he hadn't survived the catastrophe, how could his yang body come down to the underworld?

Guo Shouyi yelled involuntarily, "This, how is this possible?"

The people present were also shocked, their expressions were like seeing an ancient tyrannosaurus rex suddenly on the streets of a big city.

"He only became a ghost a year ago, and at that time it was only a level of cultivation..."

"He only built his yin body half a year ago, and formed a will-o'-the-wisp..."

"He only killed the fifth-rank Bai Muyan at the early stage of the second-rank a few months ago..."

"he……"

"Why did you suddenly pass the catastrophe?"

Even the two commanders sitting here and the three ghost kings were astonished that it took only one year to pass the catastrophe, which... this kind of part-time job is unheard of.

The most surprising thing is to count the money, hold the grass, lift the table, don't bring such cheating, everyone came from the same place, and agreed to be a kungfu dog together, but you sneaked into a fairy, no Take this.

Poor Mr. Qian, this heartbreak is too much, I feel like I can't live anymore, I have nothing to love.

I want to cry……

Quiet, quiet... An inexplicable pressure weighed on their hearts. It was Zhang Fan's cultivation speed and Zhang Fan's huge potential that made them breathless.

One year to go through the catastrophe, according to this speed, it will only take a few years to complete the Dzogchen. The ghost king who wasted thousands of years at the scene feels that his hard work day and night has been fed to the dog.

Qian Shu, the head of the Poyin Sect, who had been silent all this time, said: "This person must have had an adventure. He cultivated quickly in the early stage, which is not surprising. He has obtained rare treasures, and there are all those who have survived the catastrophe."

What Qian Shu said was not false, and this kind of thing did not happen before. I heard that there was a person who ate a ginseng spirit and began to transcend calamity and become a flying fairy that day.

This can also explain why Zhang Fan was able to cultivate so quickly.

Hearing what Qian Shuo said, the pressure created by Zhang Fan's perverted and terrifying potential that weighed on everyone's hearts gradually faded away, and finally disappeared. Isn't it just a little bit of luck, and it is impossible to keep doing so well forever.

But no matter what it is, it is true that Zhang Fan is a ghost immortal.

Jiang Tianyang was overjoyed: "Okay, okay...Since Zhang Xunyou is a ghost immortal, he is qualified to be promoted to judge, first come first, then promote Zhang Xunyou first, son of Tianguizong, let's see the situation later."

Ren Duoluo's complexion sank: "Marshal Feng, this matter, but your underworld has agreed." If Ji Qiye was there, he wouldn't dare to speak like this in the underworld if he had 1 courage.

Feng Xingyun said to Jiang Tianyang with a bitter face: "Marshal Jiang, this side has also agreed." No matter what he does, he will seek a disciple of the Heavenly Ghost Sect to be a judge.

Jiang Tianyang frowned, feeling angry and worried.

Feng Xingyun agreed to this matter as an agent of the underworld. If he did not agree and spread the word, he would not say that it was Feng Xingyun himself, but that he broke his promise in the first coffin, crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, which is shameless.

At this time, a person burst into laughter. It was Ji Boya, a black man with a sword and fork belly. It is not difficult to block the mouths of Youyou. Lord Yan Jun always selects people based on their talents, so there is no need for the two commanders to be embarrassed. Let's test it. First, to see if these two have the strength to become judges. You can see who is stronger and choose the best."

Feng Xingyun immediately nodded and said, "Elder Ji's idea is good."

But Jiang Tianyang frowned, Ji Boya's words seemed fair, but in fact he was already biased, because the realm of the disciple of the Tiangui Sect was above Zhang Fan, knowing this, and proposing this method, he was deliberately partial, but This Ji Boya is a disciple of Master Yan Jun. Jiang Tianyang regards him differently, so his brows widen when he thinks about it carefully. If the underworld selects a real talent, they don't have to stick to it.

Jiang Tianyang said: "I have no objection to this handsome."

Since the two marshals have no objections.

No one can say anything.

Ren Duoluo of Tianguizong said: "Go and pass on my disciple Ren Yaozu..."

Not long after, a man in soap clothes came in. He looked quite young, tall and thin, with high forehead, raised eyebrows, high nose bridge, and a typical eagle face. His eyes were more like a falcon It makes people feel uncomfortable.He bowed and said: "Disciple, Ren Yaozu pays respects to the elders and the two generals."

Ren Duoluo smiled and said: "Yaozu, the two commanders have different opinions on whether you can become a judge. Marshal Feng advocates you, while Marshal Jiang advocates the other. Now you have a contest, each stretching out his hand, who is better?" Once done, the position of judge will belong to whoever it is.”

After this person came in, everyone has already explored his realm.

Five ghosts gathered together.

Such a realm is enough to be a judge, not very high, after all, he has not survived the second catastrophe, it is a big moat, but it is not too low, the minimum requirement for a judge is to pass the catastrophe of the third rank.

The Lingwu officer was in an uproar when he saw the person's realm clearly, because the five-rank versus the third-rank is two big realms away, and even a small realm is difficult to cross, Ren Yaozu can be said to win.

The official Lingwen was whispering when he saw clearly the realm of the visitor, Zhang Fan's reputation was quite loud in the underworld, especially the fact that the second rank killed the fifth rank judge in Luofu made the first coffin even more excited, and the second rank could kill five Now that he has survived the catastrophe and achieved a qualitative leap forward in the strength of ghosts and immortals, he should be somewhat sure of taking down Ren Yaozu.

Ren Duoluo said: "Yaozu, you might as well teach Zhang Xunyou to turn over. You can't let him lose too badly. After all, he is the spirit official of the underworld. Maybe he will work under your hands in the future."

Ren Yaozu's eyes were like water, and he sneered: "Elder, don't worry, this disciple will definitely teach this Zhang...Xuyou well." The word "advise" was biting extremely hard, full of chills.

Behind Zhang Fan Huiyang, he stood up from his seat unhurriedly.

The confrontation between Ren Yaozu and Zhang Fan was not only a competition for the judge, but also a competition for the prestige of the two marshals, Feng Xingyun and Jiang Tianyang, so the atmosphere became extremely solemn.

Feng Xingyun naturally has a good understanding of Ren Yaozu's strength. Ren Yaozu is a rising star trained by Tian Guizong. Zhang Fan didn't know much about it, because he had never seen Zhang Fan make a move, but he only knew that Zhang Fan had killed the fifth rank.

Inside Yan Jun's main hall, it was empty and cold, and there were bright red lanterns hanging on the high place, which illuminated the inside of the main hall brightly.

Ren Yaozu asked: "What magic weapon did Zhang Xunyou use?"

Zhang Fan didn't seem nervous: "Hunting Iron Umbrella..." On the contrary, Qian Dezhong was holding his hands together on his lap, his face full of nervousness.

Ren Yaozu smiled lightly: "The Iron Umbrella of the Soul? Catch the brat?"

After passing through the catastrophe, the middle-level magic weapon is really not enough, it is purely tasteless, and the bonus to spells is already very limited. After the third rank, it must be at least high-level...

Therefore, Ren Yaozu made a sarcasm.

But Zhang Fan took out the soul-detaining iron umbrella solemnly and held it in his hand.This iron umbrella once made Zhang Fan very excited, but now, if he hadn't returned to the underworld, he would have almost forgotten about him.

"Please!" Zhang Fan said calmly.

Hearing the word please, Ren Yaozu immediately took a step forward, and his whole body became flickering. A knife was hanging at the place where he disappeared. It turned out to be a knife repairer. Behind Zhang Fan, he still kept a forward posture, and the knife was pulled and flashed, about to pierce Zhang Fan.

(End of this chapter)