"That little doll is so strong!"

"Brush!" At the same time, cold sweat broke out.

Tian Dunzi was giving a routine sermon, and there were dozens of young people kneeling in front of the Blood God True Monarch, who were selecting the next generation of Blood God Sons, and all of a sudden, the strange appearance of the two fell into the eyes of the disciples below.

The Blood God True Monarch is just that, a generation of murderers, who dares to look directly, they don't see it; Tian Dunzi is different, don't look at him cold-faced and silent, but he is very good to his disciples, and he punishes less, and the disciples below all looked at him curiously, all with strange expressions, and muttered to himself, I don't understand how the sermon is well spoken, why is the ancestor even wet.

Compared with the embarrassment of the two of them, the lonely Nine Shadows Ancestor and Mo Old Monster are much more direct.

"Grandma, it's good that I didn't listen to the nonsense of those guys in the upper realm!"

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous!"

The Nine Shadows Ancestor lay on the quicksand and muttered to himself with joy.

"Those bastards in the upper realm, fortunately Lao Tzu doesn't take you seriously, otherwise I wouldn't have let that doll give you a pot of troll......"

The old monster drifted along the Yellow Spring, pointing to the sky and cursing the earth.

...... These four old guys are certainly powerful, but after all, they are separated by a long distance, and they don't know as much about the horror of this pillar of light as Zhang Fan and the others are close by.

It wasn't until this time that Zhang Fan relieved himself.

This kind of boundless terror is even more powerful than the heavens, even if the real person of Yuanying is in it, it is definitely dead or alive.

"Ku Lao, where is this immortal realm?

Zhang Fan couldn't help but say in his heart. Seeing the sages and thinkers, the original surname of people, from a treasure, you can imagine how terrifying the real fairy world immortals are, and it is inevitable to be leisurely fascinated.

"Don't think about it, just move forward step by step. ”

The bitter Taoist first persuaded him, and then said with emotion: "Don't talk about the fairy world, it is to transform into a god and ascend to the spirit immortal, for so many years, few people can do it." ”

"The secrets of the real immortals have been brought to the fairy world by those old guys, if you want to know those, wait until you will get the fairy one day, and then it's not too late to think about it!"

"Speaking of which, the old man also wondered, an existence of the level of Changfeng Zhenren and the Wise Wolf King had already stood at the peak of the human realm in ancient times, why had they not been able to ascend to the immortal realm?"

"Is it really the earth and the heavens, and the heavens and men are forever separated?"

For this, the ascetic people are also confused, Zhang Fan has to give up, as the ascetic people said, or move forward in a down-to-earth manner, and one day will be.

At this time, the pillar of light that reached the sky had gradually shrunk, and the water of the Hanhai that had been silently discharged was surging, like the sound of a landslide and the earth sinking.

Zhang Fan turned a blind eye to this turbulent wave, as if he had not heard it, his eyes were condensed, and the sky was horizontal.

There, at the top of the pillar of light, the boundless element magnetic clouds were surging and furious, but they were still ruthlessly forced open, revealing the true heavenly universe of the underground immortal cultivation realm.

After coming here for so many years, Zhang Fan has seen the situation after the Yuan magnetic cloud for the first time.

After Yuan Magnetic, at first glance, it was pitch black as night, and then a little golden light flashed, and it was actually a special material with Venus shining in the darkness that condensed the dome of the special realm of the underground immortal cultivation realm.

Before he could take a closer look, he saw a roar, and the pillar of light collapsed, and under the scattering of light points like star dust, the Yuan magnetic cloud surged again, making up for the gap, and it was never seen again.

This pillar of light in the sky was so powerful, watching it dissipate at the same time, not to mention Zhang Fan and the others.

Not to mention him, there is also a person on the edge of Hanhai City, looking at the unfathomable distance from afar, and the sky gradually darkens.

"Boom"

The ferry ship under his feet collapsed violently, and countless pieces of wood seemed to bear the boundless distance, whirling on the sea, and sank incessantly.

"Damn old man, you don't want to live!"

"Don't ...... Lao Tzu yet"

It was a foundation building monk, who was sitting on a boat and wanted to go to Hanhai City, but he never expected to encounter such a thing, and he suddenly became a chicken in the soup.

The object of his speech was an old man with a white beard and hair, usually slumped, but now he was as straight as a sword.

This person is also the old man Zhang Fan and Wang Tianshu met when they first arrived in Hanhai.

However, at this time, it was Zhang Fan in person, and I was afraid that it would be difficult to recognize this person, after all, there was only one side, and at the moment when the pillar of light disappeared, the general temperament changed that day, and it was really difficult for people to see them as the same person.

At this time, the old man was standing on the Han Sea, and his feet were obviously still attached to the water, but strangely the ripples on the surface of the water passed under his feet, but they were not distorted and deformed in the slightest, as if such a person did not exist at all.

"Hahaha~~"

"Little Wang Ba Calf, finally gone, Lao Tzu is free, hahahaha~"

The wild laughter was endless, earth-shattering, the old man stepped out, and stepped into the water at once the monk who had no eyes at all, and was still scolding and scolding, and his ears were suddenly cleared, but seeing the bubbles under the water, it was obvious that the guy was very uncomfortable.

"This day has finally arrived, waiting for Lao Tzu to die. ”

The momentum of the old man's body changed, and the water of the Hanhai on all sides also suddenly rose waves, like life, he did not dare to approach, but the huge waves, as if he could not avoid it, rushed in all directions.

"That imposter doesn't know which way the fairy is, and he can't even see Lao Tzu when he gets a clone. ”

"Lao Tzu said, that Ying Long is a short-lived ghost at first glance, pity my girl~ I don't know where to find it?"

It seems that it has been suppressed miserably for hundreds of years, and now it is suddenly relaxed, this old man is a little bit of a god, and he still wants to talk about it, but he suddenly frowned, and only felt that the four powerful divine senses swept from all directions.

"Hmph, four little guys, I don't care about you!"

"Let's go!"

A flicker, gone.

When the four divine senses swept in, I saw an unlucky ghost just emerging from the water, his eyes were muddy, and the seven orifices came out of the water.

"Who is this?"

The four divine senses, communicating with each other, had no clue, and finally dispersed.

...... At this time, Zhang Fan and the others also watched the pillar of light dissipate and regained their minds.

"Brother Daoist, what are your plans for the future?"

Holding Jin Ke'er's small hand in his hand, Zhang Fan asked pointedly.

"What else can I do?"

The Taoist smiled bitterly and said, "Kill, cultivate, kill, and cultivate again......"

"Alas!"

After all, the child's surname, after the shock of Fang Cai, Jin Ke'er also put Yin Heng's matter behind for a while, and after hearing the words of the Taoist, the little adult sighed and looked at him sympathetically.

Originally, a character like a Taoist disciple was so proud, if such a gaze came from Zhang Fan, it would be possible for the two of them to turn their faces, but Jin Ke'er was different, the Taoist was stunned for a moment, but he smiled in return, and even the bitterness on his face was reduced a lot.

"Huh?!"

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's heart moved, and a thought emerged.

At the beginning, in the boundless emptiness, this disciple was able to stop in front of Jin Ke'er and was willing to offend the Nine Sons and Ghost Mother, which of course had reasons why he did not put the Nine Sons and Ghost Mother in his eyes, but the main thing was his love for Jin Ke'er.

Zhang Fan didn't know the reason for this, and he didn't want to investigate it deeply, after all, everyone has his own secrets.

In order to protect Yin Heng and Jin Ke'er, the Taoist disciple can be said to have stubbornly withstood the attack of the wise wolf king Jin Xiaoyao, and the severity of the injury is far greater than the superficial situation.

According to Zhang Fan's experience, without thirty or fifty years of penance, coupled with the supply of elixir, I am afraid that it will hurt the root, and it is even impossible to restore the old view.

This Taoist disciple will be seriously injured by this, and it also has a little to do with him, I originally wanted to arrange a place for him to recuperate, after all, the Taoist disciple has killed too many people, and the enemy is all over the world, if the enemy detects his current condition, I am afraid that it will be impossible to meditate and cultivate at all.

At this time, Jin Ke'er was interrupted, but a new idea came up.

After a deep groan, Zhang Fan Zhengse said to the Taoist: "Brother Dao, Zhang has something to ask for." ”

As soon as these words came out, the Taoist disciple also said solemnly: "Brother Zhang, the Taoist still owes you once, if there is a need for a certain point, it doesn't hurt to speak up." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Fan smiled, and he had a lot of admiration and appreciation for this scattered disciple in his heart.

The "owed" he said was nothing more than knowing that he had sacrificed his life to protect him before, and it was not Zhang Fan's wife and daughter, which meant that he had not repaid the grace of saving his life.

Such a person is really rare in today's immortal cultivation world.

"Good!"

Zhang Fan didn't dwell on this matter, and said bluntly: "Brother Dao, Zhang is about to go elsewhere, hereby ask Brother Dao to help Jin Ke'er as the master of Shenshui Palace, and have a place to settle down, and Lianwang's business house will become a force of its own." ”

"Taoists should do their best!"

After a little thought, the Taoist disciple understood, and said with a little gratitude.

The resources of the Shenshui Palace itself, Jin Ke'er is naturally qualified to inherit, but he doesn't have enough force, but he doesn't think about it, although the Taoist disciple at this time is seriously injured, but he has obtained the Seven Evil Finger Divine Powers, and the ordinary Jiedan monk still doesn't want to win the favor under his hands.

Wang's firm, with financial resources and connections, but without the top masters, it is expected that the combination of the two sides of the Clan and Shenshui Palace will be beneficial to them, and it will not be difficult to become a force in time.

With these, Zhang Fan can be regarded as having an explanation for Jin Ke'er, and for the scattered disciples, with the help of the forces, at least the purity and safety he needs to recover from his injuries and the supply of elixir are not a problem.

"Daddy, you're leaving!"

"Will you ever come back?"

Jin Ke'er also understood when she heard this, and asked by pulling Zhang Fan's sleeve.

Looking at her hugging the statue of Yin Heng with one hand and pulling her sleeve with the other, Zhang Fan felt pity, and at the same time felt that unconsciously, this Jin Ke'er actually had the intention of maturity, and the childishness of that little girl was gradually dissipating.

"Yes!"

Zhang Fan said uncertainly.

In the next five years, refining the second yuan infant and exploring the Star Heaven Realm were all major events that turned his fate, he should go all out and not be distracted by anything, Jin Ke'er's arrangement was already the best way he could think of.

"Let's go!"

With a sigh, a golden rainbow, enveloping the Taoist and Jin Ke'er, suddenly pierced the sky.

(To be continued)