Chapter 492: crisis

After being attacked by two people, Yan Xiaohou and Jin Jian's ancestors were distracted. The light on the Tian Yao Jian was slightly paused, and the body of the dragon, ten feet in size, was fixed in the air and stopped changing. "Release Xiaolong first, then 3 to 2 and we will win!"
Zhang Fan thought of this, and the broken sword flew back to his hands, immediately urging the flesh mill.
Rumble.
A hundred-foot-sized, discerning grinding disc emerged from the void.
This grinding disc was blessed by Canglang's fury and sea tactics. Unlike the previous days, it was divided into 7 layers. The 7-layer grinding disc turned, releasing great attraction, and even the lightning and the turbulent energy flow in the void were pulled in.
The ancestor of Jin Jian, located in the middle of the flesh mill disc, was also anchored by the flesh mill disc. After struggling for a while, he did not break away.
"Oh? Can you fix the immortals? Is it the immortals?"
The ancestor of Jin Jian was somber, feeling the suction from his body, the golden fairy armor shining brightly, the thunder and lightning and space turbulence flowing from his side were turned on.
"The of swords, broken!"
The ancestor of Jin Jian roared, and the red Jin Xian sword emerged, turning into a huge sword light of hundreds of feet, dazzling, like a countless small sword gas, making a buzzing whistling sound.
The huge sword body rushed up against the suction and chopped on the flesh mill.
There was a loud noise, and among the loud noises, there seemed to be an endless number of dense light groans, the huge flesh mill was shaken a few times, and a huge gap was cut open, and the golden sword ancestor's red gold fairy sword It's gone.
Alas.
Although the flesh mill was not broken, it was distorted and deformed, and it actually stopped operating, and it seemed that something inside was destroying the structure of the magical power.
"The Red Jinxian sword turned into a small sword gas and got into the flesh mill!"
Zhang Ran's heart was Ling Ran, and he didn't dare to neglect. He exhaled a mysterious spirit from the mouth, rushed into the flesh mill, and expelled the Red Jinxian Sword.
Zhang Fan and Jin Jian's ancestors were battling in the flesh mill. Suddenly, a peaceful golden light flickered, lighting up a part of the dark space of the void and strong wind.
Yu Fan skimmed the corner of Zhang Fan's eyes and found out that Zen Master Wanfo also showed his true skills.
"Big-Li-King-Gang-Buddha!"
The utterance of a great Buddha's voice and chanting was uttered in the mouth of Zen Master Wanfo, one word at a time.
The sound is faint, if not, it seems to come from the human soul. It exudes a breath of great wisdom and perseverance.
Countless Buddha sounds, the mighty power of the river and the sea, the dazzling Buddha light, the immensity of Buddhism, and the chanting spreading across Qiandu Peak immediately attracted the attention of countless strong men on the battlefield!
At the same time, Master Wanfo's body quickly rose up, and the body grew to a hundred feet, forming a giant Buddha with two faces, one breast and one breast.
"What a horrible Buddha!"
"That is Zen Master Wanfo, Zen Master Wanfo in Greater Foshan. They are saving Jiu Long and are here to help us!"
"Everyone stick to it, we will be safe until Senior Dragon Long is rescued!"
Zhuge Qing was exhilarated, and then heard the sound of wind in his ears, and when he looked at the corner of his eyes, he found that many disciples of Buddhism had rushed up.
"Too good, my buddy's ally, we have been instructed by the Buddha to help you!"
Master Du Ming chanted and helped Zhuge Qing block an enemy.
"Buddha's ally?"
Zhuge Qing was puzzled, but it was always good to have a helper, so he quickly said, "Thank you so much, Zen Master. I am too good to associate with the grand Foshan generation, and I will never be an enemy."
Master Du Ming exudes joy, and says, "Amitabha is so good."
Zhuge Qing was missing an enemy, breathed a little, then looked into the sky, and found a figure standing beside the Buddha.
"Zhang Fan?"
Zhuge Qing showed his doubts, but soon he had to calm down and focus on the enemy.
"Mou!"
Master Wanfo yelled, his eyebrows were kind, his eyes were closed on his full-faced face, and his eyes were glared with anger, and he grabbed the bowl and smashed it with one palm.
Yan Xiao's look changed dramatically, and the fire wings moved, and he quickly evaded and said, "Mandarin Zen Master, you and I are all helpers, why should we work hard!"
"Bluff my buddha ally, you it!"
Wanfo Zen Master Baizhang's body stepped forward, passing through the space, a huge space crack will form, and a circle will hit, the same space will crack.
"Monk, I'm just catching a dragon, not a deadly enemy!"
"Monk, you are a little lighter, everyone is a fairy, and in the end it leaves some benefits for the descendants of the martial arts. You can't live or die. Let's just do it!"
Yan Xiaohou hurriedly preached, but Master Wanfo did not listen at all and chased him down.
"To be justified with a monk is to play the piano against a cow."
Yan Xiaohou saw secretly crying, but did not want to fight hard, but had to flee around the Tian Yaojian.
This is not that Yan Xiaohou is not as good as Zen Master Wanfu, but Yan Xiaohou does not want to damage the foundation before he soars.
Zhang Fan glanced a few times, and found that although Master Wanfo was full of momentum, his speed was far worse than that of Yan Xiao, and he could not tell the difference for a moment.
Although it is not yet possible to separate the winners, but the dragon is also struggling fiercely, the Tian Yao Jian shakes slightly, and gradually loses control of the dragon.
"This way, Chen Long will be able to get out of sleep sooner or later."
Said Zhang Fan.
"Ding, Secretary Wu Fengyi died."
"Ding, the clerk Yuan Tianxiang died."
These two people are the earth fairy with Sui Chenzi, who died at this moment.
"Damn, who attacked Panlong Mountain and died two gods!"
Zhang Fan yelled, then glanced at the system, and found that the undead Mingzun still had no breakthrough.
"Pan Longshan must have been attacked!"
Zhang Fan was anxious.
"Ding, Meng Guangtian died."
"Ding, the blue lady died."
"Damn it, release the dragon!"
Zhang Fan gritted his teeth, and a roar rang out in his mind at UU Reading.
"Gens attack? Is this going to be desperate?"
The ancestor of Jin Jian showed his suspicion.
He couldn't figure out why he was so anxious and desperate when the situation was strong.
"Get away!"
The ancestors of Jin Jian flourished outside, forming a huge gold cocoon, protecting himself, while attaching his mind to the palm of his hand, waving his palm to Zhang Fan's dragon body.
Alas.
Zhang Fan's mouth issued a mighty dragon with supreme majesty and shocked the soul, making Jin Jian's ancestor's body stiffen involuntarily.
Only in this moment, Zhang Fan avoided the palm of the ancestor of Jin Jian, his body broke through the cocoon of light, and got into the sea of ​​knowledge of the ancestor of Jin Jian.
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