Phantom clone, delaying time, how could he forget this stunt!

The human race is loved by the heavens, and only when they pass through the true immortal calamity will they fall into the thunder calamity.

But Cihang Purdue is different. From the moment of transformation, there will be one realm and one calamity.

Distracted monks of the human race are already considered land gods, who can communicate with the earth and water, order mountains and rivers, and capture dragons.

However, demons become land gods, and although their bodies are far stronger than human monks, they cannot command the mountains and rivers.

Even at the same level, or even a few levels higher, it is extremely difficult for a monster in the distraction realm to beat the power of human distraction.

This is Ye Fan's confidence in fighting against Cihang Pudu without using five times the critical strike and ten times the increase.

Otherwise, once the ten-fold increase and five-fold crit fail, Ye Fan, who was temporarily weak, will definitely be cut down by Cihang Pudu.

Cihang Pudu came back to his senses in an instant, and there was not much time for him to waste in the moment of life and death.

"Roar!"

Cihang Pudu growled and let out a thunderous roar, ready to kill Ye Fan again.

However, at this moment, there was a cracking sound like porcelain shattering.

Cihang Pudu's movements froze suddenly, he slowly raised his head, his eyes were full of horror.

Looking at the golden dragon air above him covered with countless cracks, every inch of the cracks turned into light spots and returned to heaven and earth.

Zhuge Wolong succeeded!

Ye Fan naturally also noticed this scene and heaved a sigh of relief.

Cihang Pudu completely lost his dragon energy body protection, so he didn't have to restrain his hands and feet.

Seeing the dragon's energy shatter, Cihang Pudu screamed strangely, and fled frantically towards the Forbidden City.

He wants to know the Forbidden City, and at this moment, this idea is growing wildly in his heart like weeds.

On a whim, Cihang Pudu felt a sense of imminent disaster hit his heart.

In the entire Kyushu, only the Forbidden City can protect him and give him a sense of security.

Seeing this, Ye Fan was about to make a move, but unexpectedly, a voice that seemed to come from the Nine Nether Yellow Springs echoed underground.

There was only one word in that voice, and that was Feng!

Cihang Pudu's movements froze suddenly, as if he had become a stone sculpture, and even his breath froze a little.

Cihang Pudu was terrified, rolled his eyeballs up, and made a "ho ho" sound from his throat, as if begging for mercy.

Ye Fan's eyes sparkled with fire, his eyes penetrated the soil and looked towards the ground.

An old man in a white gossip robe was standing on top of them.

The old man had one hand behind his back, and the other hand was holding a young banyan branch.

"The head of Maoshan?"

Ye Fan pursed his lips. It was a pleasant surprise to see his old friend in this era, but he didn't call out.

Standing on the ground was none other than Zhenjun Donghua, the head of Maoshan that Ye Fan had met in the period of the Republic of China.

Zhenjun Donghua lowered his head slightly, his eyes swept over Ye Fan, and finally looked at Cihang Pudu.

"You are amazing. You have swallowed half of the dragon energy of Daming. If you give you another hundred years, there may be more real dragons in this world!"

The creatures that can transform into dragons are nothing less than the four creatures of jiao, carp, snake, and centipede.

Therefore, centipedes are also called poisonous dragons by mortals.

But when Cihang Pudu heard this, instead of being happy, he fell into the abyss of despair.

Ye Fan was also a little shocked, he only knew that Zhenjun Donghua was a Nascent Soul strongman during the period of the Republic of China.

Unexpectedly, hundreds of years ago, Donghua Zhenjun was able to suppress Cihang Pudu, a strong distraction.

Could it be that Donghua Zhenjun's cultivation base is declining with the passage of time?

It is obviously impossible for such a thing to happen, so it can only be explained that Zhenjun Donghua controls some kind of unspeakable secret technique.

Ye Fan found out that during the period of the Republic of China, during the meeting in Maoshan, he seemed to have underestimated Zhenjun Donghua, the head of Maoshan.

This is afraid that this True Monarch Donghua hid his cultivation at that time.

Chapter 1311 Hidden cultivation, this is to cross the catastrophe!

"It's a pity that you have done a lot of evil, even if I don't punish you, the other fellow Taoists will not let you go."

Zhenjun Donghua shook his head slightly, and the hand holding the banyan branch slowly fell down like a sharp sword.

There was no light, no fluctuations in spiritual power, not even a sound.

As if there was no sound or movement in the world, Cihang Pudu's head was quietly chopped off.

The huge body thousands of feet trembled a few times before crashing to the ground, completely severing its vitality.

Cihang Pudu's meridians, dantian, breath, and soul were all cut off.

"Wocao!"

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