At the foot of the main peak of the Lianyun Mountains, the once prosperous and noisy Fang Market is now like a ghost domain.

Within a radius of several hundred zhang of Fang City, the clouds are dense, and the strange atmosphere of both cold and heat is shrouded, hazy, even if you get closer, you can only see the vague outline.

A hundred zhang away, a streamer flickered, and Zhang Fan appeared, frowning and looking at the situation in front of him.

This place where he was born and raised, at this time, there was a dead silence, only the shadows of the ghosts did not disperse, if it were not for the sporadic roaring and popping sounds, which still sounded from everywhere, then it would really become a desperate domain.

These noises were apparently made by the people besieged in the Fang City while resisting the ghosts.

"There are still people alive......"

Suddenly, in the market, there are still some strong people trapped in it, because the siege is not the main force of the remnants, to this day, more than ten days have passed, and they are still resisting.

Others can, but his grandfather, an old man who has little cultivation to speak of, may not be able to do it.

Zhang Fan was anxious in his heart, his body moved, and he was about to fly away, when he suddenly paused, his face showed a shocked color, and he suddenly raised his eyes to look at the Lianyun Mountain Peak that was faintly covered by clouds in the distance.

There, it is the mountain gate of the Faxiang Sect.

Just as he was about to make a move, a series of sounds sounded, faintly coming from the sect, at the beginning, it was still inaudible, but in an instant, it was deafening.

"Boom Boom Boom~~"

The sound roared, like the destruction of the stars, and the terrifying sound waves spread far away, stirring up countless clouds, waves like anger, surging, as if there was an earth-shattering existence brewing.

After a while, the voice suddenly stopped, but it was silent for a moment, but it gave people the feeling that a lifetime had passed.

Instantly, as if the creation of the destruction had been made, the Chaos Chicken had broken its shell, a powerful existence was born, and the immeasurable starlight emerged from the clouds of the raging waves.

The near, all over the Lianyun Mountains, will reflect everything on a layer of hazy and cold tones, not hot, but pervasive, irresistible, far, converge into a series of skyrocketing stars, breaking through all haze, far away and the stars on the sky echo, the starlight flickering, as if life is breathing, every erection, implicated the whole world.

"Boom!"

Listening to the thunder in the silent place, the source of the starlight, the center of the clouds, a large number of stars poured out, one by one, jumped up, hovering at the gate of the Faxiangzong that was suddenly clearly visible, and in an instant, everything around was as bright as day.

These stars are immeasurable, and at a glance, they only feel that they are flickering and innumerable, as if they have fallen into the Milky Way all of a sudden.

They are not static, but in some indescribable mystical arrangement, they gradually condense into a substantial star picture, enveloping the entire mountain gate.

At every breath, there are 365 stars twinkling, rotating in turn, and there are almost no repeated twinkling stars, and every time it flickers, the breath of the whole picture scroll changes, or it is awe-inspiring and domineering, and it is incomprehensible, or the spring breeze turns into rain, and moistens things silently, or the sky thunders and fire, destroying everything, or the morning bell and dusk drum, awakening the world...... Immersed in this kind of breath, Zhang Fan couldn't help but close his eyes, his qi and blood were also faintly guided, the back of his head trembled, and the three-legged golden wufa appeared unconsciously, his wings were in the air, and his head was raised.

Just when the black cry shook the sky, Zhang Fan suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that among the stars in the sky, the dazzling golden light in a little starlight flashed, and then disappeared, and he wanted to look for it again, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Just as he was in a state of shock, the voice of the ascetic man sounded:

"Zhou Tian Xingchen Map!"

"It's amazing. ”

Everyone knows that the Zhou Tian Xingchen Diagram is the treasure of the Faxiangzong, but there are a few people who can see its true face, especially now that the power is fully opened, as if the Milky Way is pouring down in the dreamy and magnificent scene, and even Zhang Fan, a disciple of the Faxiangzong, has never seen it, let alone the bitter Taoist.

Zhang Fan really pulled out of the breath of Zhou Tian Xingchen at this time, and his face couldn't help but show a look of horror, if it was changed to normal times, he naturally wanted to immerse himself in it, and if time passed, he would gain more.

But now, he was obviously anxious in his heart, but he was still naturally pulled into it, and he didn't have the slightest ability to resist, and it felt like when he first entered the Inheritance Hall and saw the true face of this ancient treasure.

However, at that time, he was just a child with no cultivation at all, but now, a dignified immortal cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building was the same as he was at the beginning, how could he not be frightened.

At this time, the Zhou Tian Star Diagram was so strong that the aura was so strong and the majesty was monstrous, far more than what was seen in the Inheritance Hall.

"Bitter old man?"

Zhang Fan asked, looking at the appearance of the bitter Taoist, he clearly saw something.

"Zhou Tian Xingchen Great Array!"

"The foundation of the Faxiang Sect, the basis for tens of thousands of years, the real killer feature. ”

"Zhou Tian Xingchen Great Array?"

Is it the Milky Way scene in front of him? The insight of the ascetic man is indeed not comparable to him, a new immortal cultivator, Zhang Fan's heart moved, and he was about to continue to ask, when he was suddenly interrupted by a ghost crying and howling from the sky.

"Candle Nine Skies!"

"I thought it was a turtle shell, so I couldn't help you?"

Before the words fell, the sound of wild laughter came, the voice was hoarse and weird, mixed with the ghost cry that resounded through the sky for no reason, it seemed incomparably permeating, and a chill continued to pour out from the depths of the soul.

At the same time, a miserable white light flickered, like a bridge made of white bones, suddenly cutting through everything and blasting straight towards the center of the stars.

"Humph!"

"I don't know if I'm alive or dead!"

An old voice sounded in the picture scroll of the stars, and there was no need to see the figure, just by the voice, a proud figure was sketched in his mind, and the disdain in it was overflowing.

At the same time, the stars in the sky fluctuated, instantly condensed into a huge fist, and the starlight was dazzling, and suddenly burst out.

The fist of the stars, swaying the starlight tail, slammed head-on into the bone bridge without any tricks.

In an instant, the sound of Luan Feng and Ming, the roar of dragons and tigers, and the sound of apes and cranes resounded throughout the entire Lianyun Mountain Range, and in one punch, it seemed to contain the spirit of countless living beings, the pride of ancient demon beasts, and the unstoppable force of crushing everything.

Immediately, the sound of explosion and shattering added a footnote to the power of this punch.

The huge long bridge of white bones, the terrifying existence, under this punch, like paper paste, instantly shattered into powder, the fist is unwaning, and it slammed straight forward to the end of the white bones in the sound of destruction.

It was as if all the starlight had been sucked in, and the whole heaven and earth suddenly darkened.

"Ahh

"What is this?"

With a strange scream, a miserable white figure, like an old man composed of white bones, disappeared in a flash, and before the words fell, it was bombarded from a distance.

The old man with white bones flew out upside down, and the layers of white bones in front of him were entangled and blocked, and inch by inch consumed the residual power of the Fist of the Stars, and disappeared into the sky in an instant, and he was forced out of the range of thousands of miles by this blow.

"Good...... It's amazing!"

The voice of the bitter Taoist couldn't help but tremble a little, and it didn't seem to be intimidated by the sound of this punch.

Not to mention Zhang Fan, who was dumbfounded, finally had a real understanding of what ancient treasures were, and who could stop such a terrifying power.

Then a sneer rang out in his heart.

"Those remnants are dirt buns, and they dare to be arrogant after Zhou Tianxingchen's great array is arranged. ”

"An old monster in the late Yuan Infant period, do you still think that he has become a Yuan Shen?"

"I don't know how to write dead words, I deserve this lesson, and I should take a hundred and eighty years of wounds!

The words of the ascetic man were full of schadenfreude, as if he was overjoyed when he saw the bad luck of those remnants of the ancients.

Zhang Fan didn't care much about this, but what really surprised him was the words "late Yuan Infant".

"What?"

"That white bone just now, is it the late cultivation of Yuan Ying?"

In the late Yuan Infant period, what a terrifying existence this is, it can almost be said to be the peak powerhouse of the entire human world, just like that...... Blown away by a blow in front of him...... Zhang Fan couldn't help but want to rub his eyes, and wondered if there was a delusion.

"Humph!"

"What about the late infancy?"

"If you don't turn into a god, don't think about shaking such an ancient array, this is still the cultivation of the people in the main array is not enough, otherwise don't say that you will turn into a god, it will be ......"

Before the bitter Daoist's words could be finished, the Zhou Tian Xingchen in front of him was distorted and changed, and there were bursts of fluctuations above, and the hole opened immediately, and a terrifying figure rose out of it.

The huge crimson giant snake, thousands of miles long, stretched endlessly and circled upward, with a high head, like a human face.

Above the human face, the red is like a pillar of fire rising, regarded as day, and the slightest detail is visible; the eyes are night, dark and cold; the blowing is winter, the mountains dance with silver snakes, and the snow is flying; it is called summer, and the heat is said to be in the air, flowing gold and stones; the breath is like a violent wind, and it is slaughtered for thousands of miles.

Under the shroud of this terrifying figure, it was the Lianyun Mountain Range, which seemed small for a while, not to mention Zhang Fan who was watching all this at the foot of the mountain.

"Candle Dragon!"

Zhang Fan's heart was awe-inspiring, and he called out its roots.

It is beyond the primeval wilderness, the east of the sunless, the other species of dragons, the candle dragon of the candle shining on the netherworld!

This must be the candle Jiuxiao in the mouth of the old man with white bones.

The terrifying divine beast of the candle dragon can even be called a god, and naturally it is impossible to appear in this mortal realm, even whether the legendary fairy realm still survives is unknown, it can only be the law of the candle nine heavens.

"Awesome!"

"Another old monster in the late Yuan Infant!"

In Zhang Fan's body, the ascetic people naturally also felt the terrifying aura of the candle dragon's law, and couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

Zhang Fan was thoughtful when he heard this, this ascetic man is really good, whether it is the old man with white bones before or the current Candle Jiuxiao, he can be called out by him to cultivate deeply, it seems that this person is not as simple as an ordinary Yuanying monk before his death.

Without waiting for him to think deeply, the Candle Dragon Law in front of him changed again, as if it was a long breath, the wind swept, and the dark clouds that covered the world were blown away in an instant, revealing the Dharma Phase Sect Mountain Gate under the coiling of the candle dragon.

In the immeasurable clouds, the eaves of the corners of the vague hall were suddenly revealed, and the mist was dense and foggy, and for a while, it was like a heavenly palace, and now it was in the world.

An old voice, coming out of it, seemed to be a monstrous wave, instantly sweeping the entire land of Qinzhou:

"Fa Xiangzong, close the mountain for a hundred years!"

"A hundred years later, the mountain gate will be opened, and it will be broken again!"

As soon as the words fell, the beautiful scenery of the fairy que flashed away, and the candle dragon law phase also disappeared in an instant, and the dark clouds rolled and roared, as if they were provoked, and they were covered up again for a moment, as if nothing had happened.

"What?"

"Closed for a hundred years?"

Zhang Fandeng was stunned, it turned out to be ...... Before he could come back to his senses, two distant and desolate voices in succession pulled him back to reality.

"Illusion Demon Road, closed the mountain for a hundred years. ”

"You wait for the remnants of the ancients, and after a hundred years, you will do it again. ”

In the southeast corner, a pitch-black color stained the sky, this black, condensed and rich, repelled all pure, and a faint flag swayed in the wind.

Even if it is thousands of miles away, with the waving of the flag, there is still a fierce and charming aura that vaguely comes, which is moving, making people have both the ** of slashing and slashing, and the depravity of sinking into the sea.

"Shura Banner. ”

"The Illusion Demon Dao, an ancient treasure, is refined by the flesh and blood of the last Shura clan. ”

The bitter Taoist seemed to have expected it, and he didn't mean to be surprised at all, but explained indifferently.

"The Imperial Spirit Sect has been closed for a hundred years. ”

"Enjoy the remnants, after a hundred years, feed the old man's little babies, hahaha......"

Wanton laughter, coming from the northwest corner, not like a human voice, but like countless beast roaring insects mixed in it, as soon as it entered the ear, there was a trance in front of him, as if there were countless flying insects and beasts drowned.

Immediately, the sound of a landslide and the sound of a mountain collapsing, a huge mountain range so far away that only a little silhouette and shadow could be seen, suddenly trembled and twisted, as if it had life.

"Coiling Dragon Beast Soul. ”

"The spirit beast spirit of the founding ancestor of the Imperial Spirit Sect, driven by blood sacrifices, can turn the mountains into the body of a coiling dragon. ”

The three major sects of Qinzhou, at the same time, sacrificed the treasure of the ancient treasure level of Zhenshan to seal the mountain, spread the sound of Qinzhou, and left everything to be solved after a hundred years.

"It's ......"

Zhang Fan was silent for a while, stunned.

"The Zhou Tian Star Chart of the Faxiang Sect, even in ancient times, is a supreme treasure. ”

"The current monk simply doesn't have enough strength to make an envoy, so he can only combine a large amount of materials with the Great Array of Ignoring Mountains to bring out its true power. ”

"You can send but you can't receive, you can defend at close range but you can't attack from afar. ”

"However, eleven power is enough to deter the eight directions and keep the mountain gate intact. ”

"In all the great tribulations, under the protection of the Zhou Tian Xingchen Great Array, the Faxiang Sect was able to survive safely, which is really envious of others. ”

The bitter Taoist didn't seem to feel the loss in Zhang Fan's heart, and he told what he knew, and the admiration in it was unconcealed.

Zhang Fan nodded silently, and at the same time understood that the two sects of illusion and spirit made the same choice to seal the mountain at this time, but it was in line with the meaning of the Faxiang Sect and advancing and retreating together.

A hundred years is enough to restore the strength of the vitality and damage from the sneak attack, and it can also let the spiritual qi that envelops the entire Qinzhou escape, invisibly weakening the strength of the other party, which is really killing two birds with one stone.

A hundred years is not a long time for immortal cultivators, even if they are foundation building monks, they can wait until that day, not to mention from the tasks issued by the three sects of Qinzhou, it can be known that they have already prepared the plan to close the mountain if there is disharmony, and the preparation must be sufficient, a hundred years of recuperation, and when it appears again, it will be another earth-shattering battle.

Everything is in a hundred years.

After roughly understanding, Zhang Fan suddenly let out a long roar, stepped out, shrunk into inches, and suddenly became a hundred feet.

In an instant, everything was left behind by him, and only the killing intent that soared into the sky was pervasive.

How about the sky collapse?

What about the survival of Qinzhou?

As long as Grandpa is fine, why not if the Qinzhou monk dies?

What's the point of winning a big victory when the last loved one isn't there?

Zhang Fan's eyes turned sharply, and he rushed in against the overwhelming ghosts, riding a thousand.

(To be continued)