Invincible killer and his tycoon wife

Whoa.

After slowing down, Shangguan Yunzhi took a deep breath. She said with no good breath: "Zhang Fan, I just said a word. How can I talk a lot of nonsense. If you don't give me a reasonable explanation, don't blame me for being rude to you. "

"Shangguan Yunzhi, you are welcome to show me one."

It's Zhou Xiaolei.

She looked at the eyes of the Shangguan Yunzhi, full of the murderous spirit of red fruits. Although the eyes of Zhou yu'er and Hege Wuyou are not as murderous as Zhou Xiaolei, they are also extremely cold.

He Gewu was very decisive, and directly offered a mouthful of Sanchi Qingfeng, whose quality reached the level of four spirit tools.

Oh.

Zhang Fan did not speak, so coldly looking at Shangguan Yunzhi.

"You..."

See here

Shangguan Yunzhi Meng God, passed for a long time, she just slowly came over, hum a, way: "calculate you cruel." Add a sentence in my heart: when you are alone, I will not let you live or die.

"You're a good judge."

The murderous spirit in Zhou Xiaolei's eyes is despised and despised Wait for the light to cover.

"Go."

When the word "go" falls, Zhang Fan turns back and continues to move forward. Zhou Xiaolei and the other four keep up. Naturally, Shangguan Yunzhi continues to follow.

Time, like sand in the palm, passes away quietly.

In a flash, another two or three hours passed.

The shadow of the source of pulse, or did not see, which makes Zhang Fan a little dispirited, but gave up, he still didn't think about it. All came here, even if he could not get the source of pulse, he had to take a look at it.

He song carefree mind, like Zhang Fan, can not get, also want to see.

Compared with Zhang Fan and Hege carefree, Zhou Xiaolei, Zhou Yuer and Hege Wuyou are somewhat reluctant to find them.

The Shangguan Yunzhi, who follows behind, is as leisurely as ever.

Just as Zhou Xiaolei, Zhou yu'er, and Hege Wuyou were about to make their voices, the intensity of the mountain origin breath contained in the air increased geometrically.

Tick, tick, tick, tick

Strong to the extreme, into a liquid mountain flavor, drop by drop on the ground.

Keep up with

A beam of light through the sky appeared between heaven and earth, and Zhang Fan's five people naturally saw it.

"This..."

Zhang Fan's five people were surprised at first. Then, their faces and eyes were excited, joyful and excited And so on.

"The birth of pulse source is absolutely the birth of pulse source."

As the words fall, Zhang Fan sacrifices his ink wings, his feet on the ground, toward the sky beam in the past.

"If I had known that the source of pulse was like this, I would have gone and stayed in place and waited."

This is, at the moment, a sentence flashed in Zhang Fan's mind.

"Go."

Zhou Xiaolei, Zhou yu'er, Hege Wuyou and Hege Wuyou looked at each other and exchanged a look, then they chased Zhang Fan.

"I'll go. It's all right."

Lengleng looking at the beam, I do not know how long passed, Shangguan Yunzhi just recovered, that delicate jade face, in addition to speechless, or speechless.

"Go and see Whew. "

Whew, Shangguan Yunzhi turned into a red light and flew towards the sky beam.

……

As long as it is at the bottom of the abyss, the immortal practitioners who are still alive notice the appearance of the light beam, and then they fly to the light beam.

At the same time

In all people's minds, flashed a sentence and Zhang Fan's brain flashed that sentence is almost the same.

If Zhang Fan and others didn't know, if they didn't disperse and looked around, the source of pulse would not have appeared.

You say why.

It's simple.

The tranquility of the abyss was broken by Zhang Fan and others, who sought everywhere.

The place where the light beam is located is a flat land that can't be leveled any more. The connecting place is a well. If you observe it carefully, you can see that this well is similar to the well at the entrance of the underground space.

Actually

The well at the entrance of underground space is built according to the shape of this well.

As time went on, more and more people arrived here.

When Zhang Fan, Zhou Xiaolei, Zhou yu'er, Hege Wuyou and Hege Wuyou arrived here, there were already 18 people standing around the wellhead.

Shan Junlin, Wan Wuyun and Ximen chuixue are among them. Zhang Tian and ye Wudao are also there. LAN Xiaolan is not right. It is Lan Xiaolan.

Two core disciples of tianwu sect were killed by Zhang Tian and ye Wudao.

After killing two core disciples of tianwu sect, LAN Xiaolan gives Zhang Tian and ye Wudao a heavy blow. But for Zhang Tian and ye Wudao, they would have fallen.Now.

Zhang Tian and ye Wudao naturally recovered as before.

"Blue, little blue, you will not walk out of the relics of Kongsheng."

At that time, Zhang Tian and ye Wudao flashed a sentence in their brains.

Now

Zhang Tian, ye Wudao and LAN Xiaolan are all looking at the well. Otherwise, they are bound to fight.

"Little master."

As soon as Zhang Fan's five people arrived, Shan Junlin, Wan Wuyu, and Ximen chuixue noticed that, while their eyes were full of joy, they walked over. After standing in front of the five Zhang Fan, they laughed and cried, "little meeting Lord, little meeting madam."

Yeah.

After smiling to Shan Junlin, Wan Wuyu and Ximen chuixue nodded their heads, Zhang Fan said with a smile: "the source of the pulse has been born, the fight is about to start, the blood covers the earth, and the bones become mountains."

"Who says not."

Zhou Xiaolei, Zhou yu'er, he Ge Wu you, he Ge Wu you, and Shan Jun Lin. when they heard Zhang Fan's words, they all nodded in agreement.

As time went by, immortal practitioners came.

When the number of immortals reaches 40, it will not increase any more, which indicates that ten people have fallen.

At this moment

Everyone's eyes are on that beam. They know that as long as the beam disappears, the pulse source will emerge from the well, and then it is the time to fight.

The ground is red with blood, and the air is filled with a strong smell of blood. One corpse after another, a scene of Shura hell, will appear soon.

"The road of cultivating immortals is really cruel." Zhang Fan sighed in his heart.

Half an hour later.

The light beam disappeared into the sky, and clusters of pulse source light clusters came out of the well.

"Maiyuan is born. Grab it."

I don't know who called out. All the cultivators who were waiting for this moment all rose up in the air to collect the source of light.

"Be careful."

Zhou Xiaolei and other seven humanitarian words, the ink wing shakes, Zhang Fan toward the pulse source light group rushed.

Originally

Zhang Fan didn't intend to compete for the source of pulse. He thought there was only one source of pulse.

Now

There are so many pulse sources.

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