"go home"

Once a word was made, the steps were made, and in an instant, the world changed.

The Donghuang Realm, which had been in shocking battle before, collapsed in an instant with this sound.

The world is like a forest garden, and a tree of Fusang is rooted in the earth. This is the true nature of the Eastern Emperor Realm. After a moment, it is taken in mustard seeds. The origin of the Eastern Emperor Realm turns into a golden flame light based on its entire body, flying into Zhang Fan's eyebrows, turning into a golden crow spreading its wings pattern.

At this time, what you see and what you feel are very different from before.

The earth turned into nothingness, the sky scattered into smoke and clouds, and everyone felt as if they were falling outside the sky, passing through the clouds layer by layer, and the changes in front of them were beyond words.

Donghuang Realm, Tianmen Secret Realm, Yunzhong Realm...

Like the sun at the end of the world, the changes in the clouds, everything is like a frozen image, flashing through the minds of everyone's eyes.

A huge force wrapped everyone, and all obstacles became nothingness. I don’t know whether the world and earth surrendered under this great power, or whether the people scattered into particles that were invisible to the naked eye, walking through all this.

No one has any extra thoughts to look at. Except for Zhang Fan, everyone is like returning to the south of the Yangtze River with green waters from the desert. For a moment, they can't see enough, and their minds become deeper.

"boom"

Accompanied by a loud roar, a beam of light penetrated into the heaven and earth, connecting the secret realm of the Heaven Gate, the realm of the clouds, and even the nine states on earth.

I don’t know if it was ten thousand years of time spent or if it was like a hundred years in an instant, under the guidance of Zhang Fan’s unparalleled divine thoughts, the familiar Jiuzhou world occupied the entire vision.

Qinzhou...100,000 mountains...Thunder Cliff...

Fifty years ago, Zhang Fan stepped into the void and shuttled through the clouds; fifty years later, he returned here with his great soul and supreme support.

In the depths of the void where the eyes are out of reach, under the barrier of space where divine thoughts are difficult to pass through, the realm of the clouds is as if the sand of the Ganges, and it is far away.

Even smaller and farther than the stars in the sky, everything that happened in the cloud world, the amazing figures, the sea of ​​clouds, the clouds, the clouds, the dance love... will all be scattered in the wind with the cloud world, which is gradually moving towards the demise of the cloud world, and will only exist in the memories of everyone.

The moment he returned to the world, Zhang Fan's sleeves trembled slightly, and in the end he did nothing, just sighed in his heart:

Farewell, the world of clouds

"Human, Jiuzhou, my uncle, is back."

As soon as he returned to the land of Jiuzhou, even though he was in the poor mountains and rivers of the ancestral courtyard of ten thousand mountains and ten thousand demons, Shutong could not help but feel moved and spoke in dismay.

If you talk about the heart of a wanderer, even Zhang Fan, who cares a lot in the world of Jiuzhou, is not as painful as Shu Tong's pain that he was forced to leave Jiuzhou for countless years before returning.

"Bang"

Like a golden roc spreading its wings, it crosses the nine states and throws it into the vast sea, splashing surging waves and shaking loud noises.

The source of this sound of sound was filled with air waves and suddenly dispersed, as if a hurricane had passed through. There were countless trees in the 100,000 mountains and how many creatures were bent.

The source of this wave of air was just a few ordinary figures - it was Zhang Fan and others who came in the air.

How powerful are they? The weakest is also the Yuanying True Man who is enough to dominate Jiuzhou. In addition, Zhang Fan and Shutong, the two Taoist masters of the God of Transformation have not been gathered, as if a stone has caused a thousand waves. The energy of heaven and earth, which is thousands of miles apart, is gathering and worshiping.

With a vast power and a huge momentum, within a radius of hundreds of miles, whoever has some cultivation level, who doesn't know that a person with great supernatural powers will come, and they will suddenly be in panic all day long, or will run away in a hurry, like a tiger roaring in the deep mountains, and hundreds of beasts retreat.

Located deep in the mountains of 100,000, and again, the ancestors of thousands of demons ruled for countless years, it was originally a paradise for demons and spirit beasts. After the battle fifty years ago, they either fled or died, and were empty. After fifty years of rest and recuperation, sects such as the Faxiang Sect have not had much interest in this place, and there were already signs of revival.

However, when Zhang Fan and others appeared, they almost repeated a scene fifty years ago. The monsters retreated and did not dare to compete or even meet.

The frightened bird, the powerful enemy of the former ancestral home of Ten Thousand Demons, and the 100,000 mountains in the forbidden area of ​​human beings, are not in line with the name

"Huh"

Just at this moment, a sound of shock and suspicion came from a distance, from far to near, and came quickly.

Moving against the trend and being frustrated is the most eye-catching move, including those demons who are so anxious that they are evasive as a dog who is straying all day long, they all focus their attention on the owner of the voice.

"How is that possible?"

"How many years have it been?"

"How could you achieve God-turning??"

"Faxiangzong, Zhang Fan"

The hoarse voice was filled with a strange sound of metal and iron fighting. A voice that was extremely unheard and was almost like a human voice came into everyone's ears.

Shutong and others all looked awesome and were secretly alert. Those who dared to show up and rushed over at the peak of their power and knew Zhang Fan's identity could not be Yi and his fellow practitioners.

Especially Shu Tong, he never thought that besides Zhang Fan, there was such a powerful man in this world?

Unlike them, when the sound came, Zhang Fan only had a slight expression and calmed down immediately, as if he was not surprised at all, as if he was in the material.

With the sound, a fierce and shady aura instantly enveloped the entire world. It was originally a hot summer, but suddenly it was cold in the cold winter.

Before he finished speaking, a figure with golden light jumped over the lodged forest in a circle and appeared in front of everyone.

"It's you, indeed"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, reached out to the ground and pointed lightly, saying, "If you haven't seen each other for many years, how can you talk without tea or wine?"

"Please sit down."

His magical powers and magic power have long reached an incredible state after the transformation of the Yuanshen Great Transformation level. However, with a casual finger, there was no breath of fireworks, and everyone's feet changed drastically.

It is made of steel from the ground, which is originally a layered black soil with humus. It condenses like steel under one finger, like bluestone, and has no trace when you step on it;

Modified and replaced the material, several broken wood plants turned into table tables, with sandalwood on it, simplified in color, and a faint patina, as if it was made of high-quality utensils from wealthy families for years;

Condensing into reality, beside the desk, colorful cushions suddenly appeared. They were the gathered energy of heaven and earth condensed out of thin air, and they were all in line with the magical power of everyone. For example, the cushions in front of the person were the manifestation of the darkness of golden light, and the cathode and the yang were born.

...

Each of these are all powerful magical magical magic, but Zhang Fan used it at this time just a trick, and it was extremely easy.

One method is understood and all methods are understood. Before he knew it, Zhang Fan had reached a peak where he did not dare to expect when he was on the path of immortality.

He walked forward, spread his sleeves and whispered in the void. Many spiritual fruits were fragrant, and all kinds of spiritual wine were mellow, and the mist of tea made the surroundings look like a fairyland.

Sitting on his own golden red futon, Zhang Fan smiled slightly, reached out to attract him, and said, "The corpse abandoned senior, fifty years passed by, Taoist Lord is more charming than the past. Zhang is really happy, please."

As he said that, he picked up the fragrant tea on the table and drank it all, describing it as if the one standing in front of him was not an ancient giant or a generation of evil men, but a good friend who had known the old prime minister.

"Zhang Fan, you have such a great opportunity. With such a great ability, you have achieved your soul in just fifty years and become a supporter. I can't see through my cultivation. Not to mention that I abandoned my corpse, even all the great powers I have seen in my life are not as good as you."

"I'm convinced by this."

"But..." Taoist Ziqi smiled, and a thunderbolt face as a monkey-like thunderbolt looked increasingly ferocious against the smile, "I don't think of you as a fake look."

"The Abandoned Taoist"

Shutong exclaimed, and finally recognized the identity of the powerful man who was invisible to distinguish between good and evil in front of him.

I think that the corpse-abandoned Taoist was the overlord of Qinzhou in ancient times. How powerful was that even the cultivators today could still appreciate their style in the classics, let alone the monks like Shutong who lived not far from the ancient destruction.

He couldn't believe it at first, then looked at it intently, and the expression on his face was gradually filled with horror.

The five-short figure is thunderbolt face, the whole body is like a monkey, and the body is covered with golden armor and monkey crown. Except for the extremely terrifying eighteen golden corpse, it is exactly the legendary corpse abandoned Taoist.

Not to mention that Shu Tong suddenly saw such an ancient giant's horror, Taoist Ziqi glanced at him briefly, frowned slightly, then glanced at the corner of his mouth, and then he didn't take it to heart, and sat down on the cushion in a big way.

The Taoist Ziqi of the Taoist Zi is really a person who combines words and deeds. He mocked Zhang Fan, but his hands kept moving. He took down several big peaches on the table and chewed them on the left and right. However, in an instant, only a few peach pits were left and fell.

If those solemn and solemn strong men do such a solemn look, they will lose their majesty. However, when the corpse-abandoned Taoist is so natural that they cannot be more natural, as if they are not like this, they cannot show their true nature.

After eating peaches, he casually wiped his sleeves and sneered: "Brother Zhang, fifty years ago, I just got out of trouble. It was the time to be in a downturn. What else did you tell me that is better than the past..."

"If I still look like that, I'm not here to do it. It's better to learn from those who have no courage. As far as they go, they won't be so bad that they will not be so bad."

As he said that, Taoist Ziqi's triangular eyes rolled, and a fierce aura rose, but it was not for Zhang Fan and others, but it dispersed like a huge broom swept over.

"Bang bang bang bang"

Where the evil spirit passed, a figure screamed and threw it away. The better the mouth spitting blood hurt the vitality. The more unlucky ones turned their eyes and kicked their legs away.

These demons had already fled, but were attracted by the corpse-giving Taoist who had been attracted by the almost provocative aura that lurked back to watch. They wanted to fight just to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight. If the two tigers fight, they will be injured. Isn’t it a good idea to have another fisherman to benefit, it’s nothing more than that.

How could their actions be hidden from Zhang Fan and others? They just didn't take them seriously and didn't deal with them. Now that the corpse is abandoned and Taoist is doing it for him, he naturally has no objection.

The demons who were already eyeing the situation here from afar, didn't dare to take a look at each other again, and fled far away, and didn't dare to look back.

"Ha ha ha ha"

"A group of rats is worthy of seeing my corpse abandonment."

The Taoist Ziqi laughed wildly, and his breath was retracted and released, like a sea of ​​corpses and blood. This was the pouring of countless living creatures, not supernatural powers, but even more supernatural powers.
Chapter completed!