Chapter 1885: Ferorous Fan Xiaoxu (on)

It seems that the rules written on the jade are not true.
According to the above, entering the Great Confucian Hall, there will be a teacher to greet, and then have the opportunity to choose, and when it comes to the front, only to find that there is only one bronze gong, there is no 啥.
"It should be too fast, no one has reacted..."
A bang, Zhang Hang does not continue to wait for someone, flies straight ahead, and quickly disappears in place.
When you enter the Great Confucian Temple, you can feel the space rules and the concentration of the aura in front of you. You don’t pay attention to the people under the gongs. The strength of the squats is not great... So, a group of great Confucians, despite exhausting their efforts But did not let him notice...
It’s like an elephant stepping on an ant, and it’s not felt that the latter is doing its best to resist. The gap is too big and can be ignored automatically.
Hey!
After Zhang Hang disappeared, Zhong Qing appeared in front of the gong, and looked confused in a circle, his brow suddenly jumped.
Hurry to grab the ground. After a long time, the gongs were picked up again.
There are more than a dozen big Confucians below, as if they used up their power, lying on the ground without the slightest image, one by one pale, the mouth is full of blood.
"宓宣...... What the is going on?"
Seeing everyone is about to break, Zhongqing can't help it anymore.
These great Confucians are the super strongmen of the famous teachers. According to the normal situation, they should show their skills and meet the new students. Why are they lying under the gongs and dead fish?
"Is it... someone cracked the seal and came in?"
Struggling to stand up and screaming at the face of crying.
"Well, the son is late and the ancient Saint Fan Xiaoxu!" He stunned. Zhongqing’s eyes were round and full of shock: "This is...he got it? What happened?"
宓宣宓 is a sly explanation: "I will sacrifice the gongs. I wanted to find one who could hold ten breaths on it. I didn't expect to be kicked down... To prevent being overturned, all People desperately resist, the result... you see it too!"
"After kicking the gongs, you are so many people, are you blocking?"
Zhongqing has some collapses, and it’s going to scare him: "How is this possible? The only people who come here are the Sanctuary of the Sanctuary..."
The gongs are the great sacred treasures, stepping on one foot, breaking the power of Xuan Xuan and more than a dozen great Confucians... He can't do it together, and the other side is a sacred mountain. The joke is joke... !
"The Sanctuary Jiuzhong definitely has no such power, and even the Great Sacred can't do it. This is what the ancient saints have..."
宓 摇 摇 。.
The ancient holy is very heavy, like a world. If you add the speed of flight, you can easily make the move just now, or even you don’t know it.
If this is the ancient saint, this situation is very likely, and the sanctuary is absolutely impossible.
Zhong Qing frowns: "I personally tested that this Fan Xiaoxu is a child of the ancient blood, and Fan Xiaofeng and others can testify, such as fake replacement. The most important thing is that there must be an ancient holy sacred come in. The law of Darutang will be activated automatically, and the ancient sacred sleep will be awake, but now there is no movement..."
Darutang is the same as the Grand Master and the big family. Most of the time, the ancient saints are sleeping. Once people of the same level come in, they will trigger power and make them clear.
At this moment, as quiet as water, it can be proved that there is no ancient sacred intrusion.
But... No, how is the situation in front of me explained?
"No matter who you are, find it first!"
Knowing that it is useless, you must find someone, you can be sure, you will not talk nonsense, put away the gongs, and fly straight to many buildings in front, Zhongqing and others follow.
The time is not long, seeing a figure, standing on the square not far away, scratching his head, full of doubts.
It is Fan Xiaoxu who just came in.
Hey!
The crowd fell and surrounded it.
"You are..."
The eyes are full of confusion, Fan Xiaoxu is a pair of me there, why I am here.
"Here is the Great Confucian Hall. You just passed the assessment, cracked the seal and came here, and let us eat a big loss... Who the are you?"
A big Confucian in the crowd can no longer hold back.
"Darutang? Passed the assessment...I finished the assessment?" Fan Xiaoxu was shocked and more confused: "What is the loss, what is the loss?"
"Garlic is useless, what is the strength, I will know it!"
Seeing this expression, and the memory of the memory, another big sneer, a little finger, a book appeared in the sky, the book page opened, the light shrouded.
Darutang Zhibao "The Body Secret"!
It is possible to detect a person's true cultivation and blood, and can't make a fake. It is said that the ancient merchants of Bucha were written according to the principle of the eye of the Ming Dynasty, and they have the ability to break the illusory.
Hey!
Fan Xiaoxu is like a light envelope, the direction and intensity of the true airflow in the body are clearly revealed, and even the color and grade of the blood vessels are clearly visible.
"It is indeed a child's late blood, the Sanctuary peak!"
It’s even more strange that everyone frowned.
Exploring through the secrets of the body, there is no mistake in the identity of the person in front of him, such as a fake replacement.
But... the Sanctuary of the Sanctuary, can really bring so many people, the earthquake has no power to fight back? A breath breaks the seal and enters the place. It refers to others and easily eliminates more than 1,000 people.
"Let me try your strength!"
The crowd is full of puzzles, and Zhong Qing stepped out.
This time, he did not suppress the cultivation in the sanctuary, but the great saint is not bad.
Fan Xiaofeng and Fan Xiaoxing both made him suffer at the same level. The pointing person raised a repair to test it. Anyway, with his ability to control power, the other party would not be so easy to hurt.
Boom!
No chance to respond to Fan Xiaoxu, Zhongqing took a picture of the palm, the stars fell, the river was boiling, although it would be repaired to see God is not bad, with his cultivation, the people around, also feel tight Promote, brush back and go back.
Fan Xiaoxu changed his face and was scared to tremble.
His memory, only stayed outside the mountain, was shouted, and then...wake up and come here, a big Confucian do not say anything, then it will be heavy... What is going on?
At the moment, he is not allowed to think more and rush back.
The other party is the strength that sees God not bad. It is not that he can compete, not hiding, and it is very likely that he will be photographed as a meatloaf on the spot.
Hey!
There was no reaction, and the body flew out. It took seven or eight hundred meters to make a teleport.
Boom!
The attack of Zhong Qing fell to the ground and pulled out a big pit.
"This...What is going on?"
Not responding to such a speed, Fan Xiaoxu's face was white, and the body could no longer control it. The foot swayed and fell to the ground involuntarily, sitting on the ground.
He just wants to take a step back. According to the normal situation, it can be better to have more than ten meters. Now it has directly increased by dozens of times, reaching seven or eight hundred meters...
How is it done?
Who am I? Where am I?
Fan Xiaoxu has become confused again.