"Donghua Daoyou, the golden corpse ......"

Drunk to death, Xinglan Fairy, the two approached together, just like Zhang Fan, their faces did not bombard the enemy, and the brisk feeling of moving the big stone was full of dignified color.

"Hmm!"

Zhang Fan bowed slightly, but he didn't say anything, at this time, the dust settled, and when he looked back, there was a golden corpse in front of him that broke out of the main body of the corpse abandoned sect, and the moment he roared away, he glanced back.

At that time, it was a critical moment, Zhang Fan did not think deeply, let alone this, even if the reason why the golden corpse suddenly abandoned the corpse and abandoned the sect leader, he never thought about it carefully.

Those are all afterthoughts, at this time, the Corpse Forsaken Sect Master has fallen, and it is time to think about it.

In the Corpse Abandonment Sect, the leader of the sect is respected, and the one who can drive the golden corpse is strong, and the corpse abandons the sect leader, who is the master of a sect, and the only person in the sect who can drive the golden corpse, it stands to reason that this situation should never occur.

If it weren't for the haste of the incident, even the Corpse Abandonment Sect Master himself didn't know the reason, and he couldn't stop it, otherwise, with his strength, Zhang Fan and the three of them wanted to kill him so unscathed, it was simply a fool's dream, even if they fled in the wilderness, it might not be impossible.

Based on the scene seen in the Thousand Mountains and Yunmeng Gorge before, the only possibility is about to come out.

"Corpse Forsaken Daoist!"

"It's him!"

When these words came into his ears, whether it was a drunken Daoist or a Xinglan Fairy, their faces were as heavy as water, and their breathing slowed down unconsciously.

Such legendary characters are closely involved with them, or on the opposite side, how can they be at ease, and their hearts are inevitably worried.

When he said the name of this person, Zhang Fan was indifferent, but his eyebrows gradually became Sichuan, and his eyes flashed with divine light, and all kinds of thoughts flowed like a marquee.

The moment the golden corpse left, he looked back at it, it was not a look that the golden corpse itself could have, and it had nothing to do with the corpse abandonment sect leader.

It was a kind of glare, like a volcano brewing;

It is a contempt, if a man looks at an ant;

It was a gaze, a deep memory.

......

Especially in the end, the kind of gaze that almost imprints the image of Zhang Fan and the three of them in his eyes, even if he thinks about it at this time, it is also chilling, it will be like a lead cloud in the sky, a low roar, and it may turn into a thunderous sound at any time, pouring heavy rain!

"Boom~~~Boom~~~~"

The thought of thunder just flashed in my heart, and between heaven and earth, I was suddenly blown up by endless spring thunder, thunder on dry land, and the sound of rolling thunder coming and going, as if the vast heaven and earth had all fallen into the thunder cage, deafening, and unstable, as if the soul was about to be shaken out.

Endless Tianwei!

Thunder, the punishment of heaven!

For the first time, Zhang Fan and the others remembered what they had seen in their dreams of Qianshan Yunmeng, the thunder punishment manifested by the anger of heaven and earth, and the eighteen golden corpses that rose to the sky......

In the end, he was frozen on the back lying on the platform, thin and rickety, with a thunderous face, like a monkey.

- Corpse Forsaken Daoist!

Suddenly, I looked back and followed the prestige, but I saw that the southwest sky, a rich purple, like a torrent of broken embankments, in an instant, dyed the sky, spreading in all directions, as if to envelop everything in the destruction of thunder.

Especially in the center, the purple that was extremely deep turned into another kind of black, not gloomy, not deep, but an endless condensation of destruction, all the time, no longer brewing the power of destroying the world and destroying the world.

Heavenly punishment, thunder!

"It's only been a year......"

Seeing this scene, where could Zhang Fan and the others not understand what was going on, the most intense place of purple thunder should be the holy place of the Corpse Abandonment Sect, the Thunder Cliff in the mouth of Songbai!

......

"At first, it was once every 500 years, then once every 100 years, and more recently, once every two or three years......

"The duration is getting more and more visible, at first it was a day, and now it's January!"

......

What Songbai said, about the words of the corpse abandonment Taoist, Zhang Fan and the others did not forget it, and when they saw this, they instantly emerged from their memory.

"Two or three years, a year?"

"Is Songbai lying, or is it getting worse?"

At a glance, you can know that at this time, the corpse abandonment Daoist must be as seen in the dream of a thousand mountains and clouds, and he is controlling the eighteen golden corpses and resisting the heavenly tribulation and thunder punishment, right?

If anything, it's time.

Zhang Fan pondered for a while, and finally decided to believe what Songbai said.

First, there was no need for him to deceive them in this regard, and second, it was inferred from the reaction of the Corpse Forsaken Sect Master and the fate of his body that he was caught off guard.

Now it is obvious that the reason why the golden corpse abandoned the corpse and left the sect master, needless to say, must be the result of the corpse abandonment Taoist, and he is the only one who has this ability.

If he did this, it was tantamount to indirectly asking for the surname of the corpse abandonment sect leader.

Is someone else's life important, or is your own life important?

Therefore, the corpse abandonment Taoist did not hesitate to give up the lives of his subordinates to protect himself; people have the same heart and the same reason, and the corpse abandonment sect leader dares to attack at this time, but he should not know the coming of the heavenly punishment and thunder tribulation, and he has no fear.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through Zhang Fan's mind almost in a short time with a thunderclap, and finally came to a conclusion.

The abnormal movement of the golden corpse, the sign from afar, there is no doubt that it is the corpse abandonment Daoist who is unable to protect himself and compete with Tianwei!

These are so obvious, at the same time that Zhang Fan understood, the faces of Drunk and Xinglan also showed a sudden look at the same time.

"Zhang Daoyou, how do you think this matter should be handled?"

The drunken Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, and there was an unconcealed joy between his eyebrows, and said to Zhang Fan.

There is no need to immediately face the corpse abandonment Taoist, the top powerhouse of the ancients, this is naturally the best thing, and the corpse abandonment Daoist is not dead, and the news of reappearing in the world is definitely at the level of dry land thunder.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan groaned, and did not simply say anything like returning to the sect, if he stroked his chin with his hand, the light in his eyes flashed, and he was a little hesitant.

This kind of hesitation, more than 100 years of cultivation, countless times of life and death, is rare on his face, so it can be seen that he is thinking about it at this time.

Gradually, Drunken Death and Xinglan also sensed that something was wrong, and they couldn't help but feel a stirring in their hearts, knowing this, I am afraid that it is not as simple as pushing the sect as they imagined.

"Donghua Zhenren, you ......"

Fairy Xinglan couldn't help but say half a sentence just now, and suddenly her expression moved, and she looked at the place under her feet.

Also doing the same thing as her were the drunken Taoist, and Zhang Fan, who had been immersed in his own world and groaned.

"Click, click...... Click~~"

What attracted the attention of the three Yuanying real people was not a strong enemy attack, nor was it the discoloration of heaven and earth, but a statue of a god, gradually cracking, and a crisp sound from the inside out.

- Shrine!

The cracked statue was the statue of the corpse abandoned Taoist in the shrine that Zhang Fan had seen earlier.

In the previous battle, the tension was so suffocating that it was unconsciously from outside the Thousand Mountains and Yunmeng Gorge to the bottom of the Red Cloud Slope, and then I could see this shrine.

While Zhang Fan and the three of them were staring, the corpse abandoned Dao figure in the shrine kept cracking, but in just a moment, it was scattered all over the ground.

These gravels did not look like they had crumbled and peeled off, but more like they had been crushed over and over again by a huge stone mill, and the largest piece was less than the size of a fingernail.

This point immediately attracted Zhang Fan's attention.

The sound of thunder still came from afar, but no matter how powerful the power was, thousands of miles away, when it came here, all that was left was thunder, and there was no aftermath spreading.

The shrine containing the statue of the corpse and the abandoned Taoist god stood majestically and stood tall, without the slightest sign of collapse.

All the changes started from the statue of the corpse and the god of the abandoned Taoist, and also ended on it, from beginning to end, revealing a strange feeling.

Zhang Fan's brows furrowed tightly.

At the moment when the idol completely collapsed, with his spirit, as if he felt something, he suddenly pulled away from the idol, disappeared suddenly, and disappeared completely.

Although this feeling is extremely abrupt, Zhang Fan is convinced, but his rather powerful divine sense has never caught any abnormalities at all, and the drunken Daoist and the Xinglan Fairy are even more dazed, as if they didn't feel anything.

"Don't look at it!"

The solemn voice of the ascetic man sounded, so deep that even his tone was flat and undulating.

"The idea of life, the method of incense!"

"The Corpse Forsaken Daoist is probably practicing the art of the Ancient Shinto. ”

"I really didn't expect that he would even be able to comprehend this Shinto technique that had been lost in the primeval time with the disappearance of the Holy Emperor and the death of the Demon God, which was really amazing!"

The ascetic people were amazed, but Zhang Fan's heart sank suddenly, and the last bit of luck was snuffed out.

Since the corpse abandonment Taoist practiced this method, he even did not hesitate to abandon the corpse sect as a corpse abandonment sect, and all kinds of means were used, so he naturally had a certain degree of certainty.

The so-called prosperity and decline, the surplus cannot last long, and the thunder and heavenly punishment are getting more and more intensive, does it mean a kind of peak, or the last madness before disappearing?

If the corpse abandoned Daoist really resisted the past through the technique of Shinto, that dark cloud would completely envelop the three of them, and no one would be able to escape.

"No way!"

All the hesitation in Zhang Fan's eyes turned firm at this moment. The "mountain driving bell" was held tightly in his hand, and the powerful power unconsciously burst out, and the bell groaned, if it were not a rare treasure, I am afraid that it would be directly pinched into powder by him.

"Donghua real people?"

Zhang Fan's reaction was no longer hidden, and naturally he couldn't escape the eyes of the drunken Daoist and the Xinglan Fairy, and an ominous premonition came to his heart, and he couldn't help asking.

"The people's will to recite the people, the law of incense, the ancient Shinto!"

"The corpse abandoned Daoist is extracting the power of incense and condensing the Divine Dao Law Body, what will happen below, the two of you should be clear, right?"

Zhang Fan smiled freely and said leisurely, as if there was no obstacle in his heart, and the clouds were light and light.

"You mean ......"

They are all smart people, and the drunken Daoist and the Xinglan Fairy immediately changed color, their faces were bitter, and they said, "He wants to get out of trouble!"

"Now, let's make a decision!"

Zhang Fan stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the power of thunder in the sky, and the terrifying thunder poured like a torrential rain, which was the splendor of destruction.

"Fight, or ......"

"Resigned to fate?"

(To be continued)