Vol 4 Chapter 346: Fu Xun gathered in Shaoqing legacy

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After Zhang Yan had finished his speech, he had a look at Mana, but his eyes flickered slightly. Unsurprisingly, the wind and sea spirits are not here, but there is only a ray of divine intention attached to the flesh, because it is still within the Fa body. When he urged Mana, he dispelled the ray of spirit, and then shook his robe sleeves, and put the skull and the corpse into the true light of the water line. He stepped a little, and the flying light flew into the sky.

Looking up, I immediately saw the Yuanying Dharma body that flew into the smoke, but its mana was already exhausted, and the flesh was beheaded again. It was a rootless tree and a waterless source, which was nothing to him. The slightest threat.

I sang it immediately, and Hua Hong rushed away. When I came near, I put the water light out again, rolled it back and forth, and collected it together. Then I drove the water to a twist and shook it. Essence.

At this point, he was considered to have completely killed this person.

The amulet that floated in the sky was a golden light, and it was a sign that it was about to start. At this moment, there was no spirit of protection. When the tremor trembled, Guanghua dispersed and slowly fell down.

Zhang Yan raised his hand and called it, looked at it, and put it in his cuff.

As soon as the sea of ​​winds was removed, only him remained in this star stone.

But there is still a hidden danger to be resolved at this moment.

He turned around in the sky, found a flying peak, sat down with his knees down, his heart sank, and he was in the sea of ​​his own knowledge.

I looked at it, there was no end to it, there was only a dazzling galaxy, and he was standing in the middle.

Not far away there is a crystal clear jade Jane, which looks like his body! At this moment, a five- or six-year-old boy is being suppressed. Although his appearance is pink and jade, his eyes are red. His green eyebrows are straight into the hair, and his mouth is roaring with thunder. Filled with a crazy violent gas.

人 This person is the elder Mozong hiding in the vagueness of the obscurity of Madan. As soon as he entered his body, he was towned by his nine-shot Fumagian. It was only then that the great enemy of Feng Haiyang was in front of him.

Zhang Yan glanced lightly, pinching the tactics, a sudden sound of voicing sounded suddenly on Fu Mo Jian, and immediately all the spirits fell, and below, the condensed clouds of golden flowers and fragrant clouds burst. It was brilliant, and once it fell on the Elder of the Demon Sect, it seemed to be a layer of magic, and the figure was a bit dim.

After waiting dozens of words, the boy's body gradually turned from reality to imagination. He also showed a look of fear. When he changed his crazy look, he said, "Tao friends, don't do it again, can you let me go back, If you let me go, I can tell you many secrets. "

Zhang Yan shook her head and said, "I don't come to hide from you, even if you tell the secrets, I must remove you today."

The elder Mozong's eyes turned and he said loudly: "Since the Taoist is here, my nephew of the wind master is defeated? I also told the Taoist friend that he came to fight with the sword, and a ray of soul was sealed in the ancestral hall. This is my Secret Method of the Middle Spring Sect. Even if you are killed here, if you have the opportunity, you can practice it again. "

Zhang Yan smiled, and didn't care, he was not afraid even Feng Haiyang himself, let alone a ray of residual soul?

He took a step back and said that even if this person got the great opportunity and was able to cultivate again, that would be a matter of hundreds of years later. How can he compete with himself again?

Seeing him unmoved, the Elder Demon Sect was even more anxious, and kept telling many secrets, hoping that he would stop him.

But Ke Yan didn't even care about it, just blindly urged Fu Mojian, it was obvious that he wanted to kill it here.

Seeing that his body gradually turned into a mist, he no longer asked for forgiveness, knowing that he had no luck, but he sneered: "Zhang Yan, you are better than my nephew, but you do n’t know It ’s a big disaster, nephew Feng Shi and my nephew Yuwen Hongyang have always been good friends, and it ’s that nephew Feng Shi ’s supernatural power is also taught by him. If you kill that nephew Feng, he will come to you for revenge. "

Ye Yuwen Hongyang?

Zhang Yan raised an eyebrow. He never heard of the name, but after hearing what he said, he seemed to be an amazing person. So he kept the name in his heart and was going to ask Zhou Chongju to see if he knew its origin.

After turning his thoughts on, he continued to provoke the magic tricks, and kept urging Mojan, not long before the elder Mozong uttered a mourning, his body disappeared without trace, and he was refined away.

Zhang Yan exited his consciousness, opened his eyes, lifted his clothes, raised his eyes and discerned the downward direction, set up Guangguang, and headed eastward all the way, preparing to find the Junyang pot back again.

Because of the help of Yingyue Baojing, Xun found the treasure pot on a hill just half an hour later.

Xun first found a piece of smooth bluestone and sat down. He flipped his palm, but took the wind ocean cuff in his hand.

As far as he knows, Feng Haiyang has obtained a total of four Fuyu before and after taking a careful count, and found that the number is not bad, but only two of them have already taken Junyang essence.

Zhang Yan also guessed that when this person entered the Yuanying triple realm, when he used one rune, he did n’t know where the other one was used, plus the two he held. There are three Fuyangs, and three Junyang Essences can be taken.

Qin Zhangmen had promised him, and the sword was taken by him, so he had to judge it by himself, so that he had no other scruples of other disciples, so that when he was preparing to cultivate in this star stone, by the way Soak up Junyang essence, so you can do more with less. After the three of me, I will definitely have a great deal.

Because he was still missing, he carefully checked the wind and sea cuffs before practicing.

He was just concerned about Fuyu, and he didn't care about the rest. Now, when he looked at it suddenly, his eyes lighted up, and he took out a goose-sized sword pill out of it, but it seemed that the flutter was not amazing, and it seemed that he had lost his spirit.

He groaned for a while, holding the sword pill in his palm, and delved a little inwardly. The object suddenly shocked, sending out a clear sword sound, and a sharp air came towards his face. The ears only heard a "special" sound, and the two swords fought against each other, and they retreated.

Zhang Yan was slightly surprised, and secretly said: "This sword pill has no sacrifice for a long time, and it is spiritually obscured, but it does not want to have such a sharp sword. If its master is still alive, he will not be a leisurely generation, like me Good guess, this thing is left over by the class Shao Ming. "After a little thought, he closed the sword pill seriously.

After a while, when he finished cooking the things, he secretly said, "The sword is here to succeed or fail, we might as well support my apprentice to speak with you all."

He first took out Feng Haiyang's head, put it in front of him, and then took out another rune, and then he looked at it, uttered a spell in his mouth, and then pointed at the rune and said, "Go!"

A moment later, the falcon trembled, and suddenly a flash of glorious light burst out, and after taking a circle out of nowhere, he covered the skull, banged, turned golden light, and rushed out of the star stone.

At the moment in Chengyuan Gorge, Xuanmen ten sent a group of people and so on, thousands of monks on both sides of the strait were also anxious waiting for the results of the two swords.

The old road of Yingya turns around in the same place, and he looks up at the sky from time to time, as if anxious. He said, "Brother, so long ago, why Zhang Daoyou and Feng Haiyang haven't separated the victory?"

Elder Liu's expression was as usual. He glanced at the Qiancang School and said, "Some Taoism friends in Huicang are not in a hurry. Why is that so?"

Yingyao Laodao lamented and sighed, "How can I not be in a hurry, if this time the sword wins Mozong, then Junyang spirit ..."

He spoke for a while, but suddenly wanted to shut up again.

But Elder Liu knew what he was thinking. Before coming to the sword, the heads of the ten factions had discussed the ownership of Junyang's spirit. If Xuanmen wins, maybe he can share the previous one. Hard work is not in vain, but if the magic gate wins, then there is no hope at all.

Elder Liu shook his head and said, "Master, don't you think too much, that Zhang Zhenren came to fight with swords in the name of the Yaoyin faction, but he was not among the ten factions of Xuanmen. He really won. That Junyang essence may not be able to be disposed of as the heads of the ten factions discuss, you still do n’t have to think about it.

Yingyao Dao looked for a moment, then frowned, but did not take it for granted, saying: "This is just a secret trick of the Dang Cang faction. Zhang Zhenren is still a Dang Cang disciple, how dare he dare to risk the day?"

长 Elder Liu did not argue with him, only said: "How the it is at this moment, it is too early to say, just look at it."

After waiting for a long time, Suddenly the wind in the sky surged and the brains were stirred up. This made everyone aware of it and looked up unconsciously.

The old road of Yingya also looked nervously, but saw a scorching golden light passing through the clouds, and there was a sound, but the speed was too high, and it was not clear who was in it. However, if you look at the direction, you are going to Yaoyin. Send the peak down

He was ashamed on his face at once ~ EbookFREE.me ~ said: "Lose, lose, or lose."

长 Elder Liu also didn't look so good, and frowned.

On the peak of Huicang School, Huo Xuan saw this situation, his heart sank, he took a step under his feet, stared at the golden light and looked straight.

His eyes were sharp, and he could see that the package in Guanghua seemed to be a human head, and his eyes could not help but condense. Zhong Muqing sighed a long time and said: "Zhang Shidi is a wise man with high qualifications. No one in my generation can think of it ..." Luo Qingyu looked at it, and seemed to be unbelievable. "Zhang Shi ... ... is this dead? "

For a while, the atmosphere on this peak became dull and depressed.

Huo Xuan breathed out and said in a deep voice: "After all, Master Zhang is my disciple of Pang Cang, and the bones should be sent back to the mountain gate and given to his disciple Liu Yanyi. I hope he still has the spirit, and there is still a line. Rebirth. "

At this moment, thousands of monks on both sides of the strait saw this scene, and they were mostly frightened. Some people were disheartened, some were disturbed, some were discouraged, and their reactions were different.

For the past 10,000 years, no matter how the pattern of Donghuazhou changes, the people in Xuanmen have always been winners. Today, together with the magic, they have lost and lost.

When I thought of this demon calamity, it would last for thousands of years. They were even more disturbed. The Xuanmen Ten factions were okay to say, but how can they, these sectarian sects, resist this menacing flame?

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