Great Heaven Sovereign

Looking at the long gun held by Zhang Shifang.

In addition to helplessness, Yang Fan blushed.

What a slap in the face.

People worked hard to smelt long guns for themselves, but in the end, they couldn't even pick them up. I'm afraid there's nothing more embarrassing than this situation now.

"Also, now that I have awakened, the endless souls swallowed in my body, the dead souls who have been slaughtered, should have penetrated into this space. This thing is for you, but you accept them, so as not to have any impact on the world." Zhang Shifang pondered for a moment and said again.

As he spoke, a gray square seal appeared in his hand.

It was carved with a skull.

"What is this?" Yang Fan felt that it contained a supreme will. The breath was surging, from Yin to evil. There was no one in the world.

If the only existence that can be compared with this breath.

That's the rib Zhang Shifang gave him before.

"I didn't choose to rebuild the big seal that I gathered before. Although it has no attack power, it can restrain the evil cultivation of ghosts and objects in the world. As long as the other party's means don't surpass me or you too much, this big seal is enough to suppress them." Zhang Shifang explained.

Yang Fan nodded.

"Well, I should go. I'm going to look for something and hope to see you again in the future." Zhang Shifang said and turned to leave.

"Take care, elder." Yang Fan said in a deep voice.

Zhang Shifang nodded and left a figure behind.

"Boy, I don't care if he wants a drop of blood essence." But also at this time, a voice on the second floor suddenly appeared in my mind.

"Senior!" Yang Fan blurted out directly.

"Huh?" Zhang Shifang stopped and looked at Yang Fan with doubts.

"I want to see you again in the future. I don't know the year and month. I dare to ask you to leave a trace of blood essence. When I'm confused about my practice in the future, I can feel your thoughts and enlighten my future." Yang Fan said.

be poker-faced.

"You'd better talk to someone. I'm not used to it." Zhang Shifang said faintly.

Yang Fan:

Yang Fan smiled bitterly and always felt that it was not good. After all, Zhang Shifang has given him a good fortune. Now he talks about what he wants. It seems that he has no force in his heart and doesn't take himself as an outsider.

However, since the opening on the second floor, Yang Fan naturally believes that Zhang Shifang's blood essence must be very special, otherwise it is impossible to say so like the existence on the second floor.

"Well, my blood is a little special. I want to ask my elder for a drop of blood essence. If there is an accident in the future, I can suppress it." Yang Fan said, frankly.

"Hmm? This kind of blood... I've seen it before. Unexpectedly, you have inherited this kind of blood. Oh, it's interesting. In that case, I'll give you a drop." Zhang Shifang smiled gently and said nothing. His fingertips were a little red, and the blood with black light directly entered the center of Yang Fan's eyebrows.

Yang Fan's eyes are wide open.

He felt that his current strength must not be able to bear such blood power.

To his surprise, there was no change.

"Don't worry, you can't carry my blood essence. Now I just suppress the power of blood essence in your body. If you integrate, it's up to you." Zhang Shifang said.

Yang Fan nodded.

He was a little confused. Therefore, even the owner of the sword scar felt terrible. Even the little Firebird and others didn't want to face the existence, but he was a little confused about his kindness, which made him a little flustered.

However, Zhang Shifang didn't pay attention to his thoughts and didn't stop any more. He walked away step by step into the darkness, and disappeared directly in a moment.

Wait until Zhang Shifang disappears completely.

A light suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

With a flash of brilliance, he directly surprised Yang Fan on his shoulder: "xiaofanzi, what kind of shit luck are you? Even such existence can look at you with new eyes. It seems that I have to treat you better in the future." As soon as the little Firebird changed his normal state, he said to Yang Fan.

"Tut Tut, why, aren't you the supreme king of rosefinch?" Yang FanJie said.

"It's me. I'm still the handsome, charming and the supreme king of God. Can we talk about this? What's the relationship between us? It's a brother of life and death." Little Firebird is serious.

"Pull it down. Every time there is danger, you can run faster than anyone else." Yang Fan doesn't believe what little Firebird said at all.

"Ah. You misunderstood me now..." little Firebird looked at Yang Fan and wanted to start a sophistry of righteous words.

"Don't say, I won't listen." Yang Fan directly cut off the opportunity for the little Firebird to speak.

Instead, his mind sank directly into the town sin tower. He still wanted to find out what role the second floor played in it.

However, the second floor seems to have guessed Yang Fan's plan for a long time. Shut the door and say nothing.

In desperation, Yang Fan had to withdraw from the zhensin tower.

"Let's go. If Zhang Shifang's words are true, I don't know what it has become outside now! I hope it's not too serious." Yang Fan sighed.

After all, if something bad really breaks out here, Foshan will bear the brunt.

But above Foshan, there are people he cares about.

This is what Yang Fan is most worried about.

With this in mind, Yang Fan jumped into the darkness without hesitation.

The next moment, his figure appeared in Foshan.

But for an instant, Yang Fan's face became very embarrassed.

A scar!

The collapse of ten thousand Foshan temples do not exist.

Buddha's corpses were everywhere, and even in them he saw the shadow of Foshan venerable. These people had appeared, but unexpectedly, they were already corpses when they returned.

The blood flowed for thousands of miles, and the void was filled with the idea of killing. He seemed to be able to hear the sadness and sigh in the void.

"Foshan is gone!" Yang Fan's heart tightened in an instant.

This shocking picture gives Yang Fan a sense of urgency.

The next moment, he rushed directly into the void, opened his mind, recognized the turbulence of the sea and began to perceive it.

But it was just then.

Bursts of roaring suddenly surged out from under Foshan. In an instant, the overwhelming number of dead spirits climbed out directly from below and rushed to Yang Fan, as if to tear Yang Fan to pieces.

Yang Fan's eyes coagulated and his blood burst.

The killing intention is surging.

He could feel that Wanfoshan had become a ghost cave, and countless dead spirits were hidden underground. So now he has moved his mind and wants to shovel this place flat and put all the dead into the emperor's seal.

"Boy, you don't want to live!" But just then, a voice suddenly appeared.

Yang Fan had a thought in his heart. When he turned around in his dream, he was seeing a figure directly cut through the void and came to him. He couldn't help saying that he turned and left.

"Senior."

Yang Fan's heart is full of surprises.

This person is no one else, but the Buddha of Xinzong.

It is also the culprit who once threw Yang Fan into the lake. But now Yang Fan has no hatred in his heart. Yes, only surprises.

"Don't say it now, wait till you enter the Buddhist kingdom."

Xinzong Buddha said.

Yang Fan hesitated slightly. He wanted to break away and solve the dead here first.

"Your sister is still there." Xinzong Buddha said again.