“To the northeast!”

Suddenly, when the world changed in color and was as if it was stagnant in the palm of others, the voice of the Taoist Ku rang out with anxiety.

In just six words, in less than a single thought, the white light in the sky was visible to the naked eye to squeeze a large piece. In a moment, hundreds of giant trees rose up and broke into pieces in the air. The smoke and dust from the broken wood chips further exuded a shocking speed.

"So fast!"

Zhang Fan's expression became more and more serious. He was also a person who was good at speed, so he naturally understood the mystery more.

The speed of the white phosphor in the sky was greater than everyone he had seen in his life, including the Golden Backed Phang on the Great Desert Island. No one was the opponent of the visitor, and he himself was no exception.

In other words, if you can't win, you will definitely not be able to escape.

"Who is this?"

A question came to Zhang Fan's heart.

If he was an unknown person, he would definitely not believe it, and he would look bad at his appearance.

I guess, the spiritual awareness that has been constantly warning these days is born for this person.

"night

"It's the Night King!"

Fairy Xinglan lost her appearance, subconsciously shook her body, her face full of horror, which showed the shock in her heart.

"Who is the Night King?"

Zhang Fan was confused and knew that he could make Fairy Xinglan, the real person of Yuanying, be a top-notch master.

But at this time it was not the time to ask these questions. He didn't ask questions, just shouted twice

"Walk!"

If you don’t leave now, I’m afraid you won’t be able to leave.

The three of them, except for the last time, the Taoist drunkenly and Fairy Xinglan were injured by the reincarnation eye of the corpse abandoned Taoist, basically maintaining the integrity of their combat power.

But this is just on the surface. After many days of fighting and fighting, and rushing around day and night, the three of them were almost exhausted from spiritual power to mental power.

Simply put, if Zhang Fan was in his heyday, he would not be a problem to play against the current three players.

In this case, unless you are stupid, you will face the so-called "night king" that seems to be not easy to deal with.

At that time, the strong wind whistled and poured into the ears and noses. It was not because of the rapid escape light, but because of the spiritual energy in the sky surrendered to the powerful power that broke through the sky in the distance. It seemed like a sound of heaven, and a piercing sound suddenly appeared.

This sound cannot be described in words. I only know that it surrounds dozens of miles in a radius. When the sound waves pass, thin slits emerge from the surrounding trees, as if a sharp blade that is extremely sharp has passed.

These thin slits seemed inconspicuous on the trees that were more than ten feet tall, but they could not hide the eyes of Zhang Fan and others. They were not destroyed by the strong wind. Just a breeze would be enough to make these trees that looked as if nothing had happened on the outside turned into broken wood dust.

Zhang Fan's voice was like a small boat in the terrifying waves of the sea of ​​anger, intermittent and almost inaudible.

Fortunately, Taoist Zui Die and Fairy Xinglan are all real people of the Yuanying, no matter what, they look back at the first time.

Just as they were looking at each other, a huge black shadow appeared under Zhang Fan. In the crow's cry, the dark golden feathers were celebrating endless brilliance in the sun.

A Mo Ling!

Zhang Fan unexpectedly released Mo Ling at this time, which surprised Taoist Zuihe and Fairy Xinglan. Although Mo Ling was strong, he had no use at all at this time.

At this critical moment, Zhang Fan naturally would not explain much to them. He stepped out without even thinking about it, fell on Mu Ling's back, and swung his sleeves towards them.

"Donghua real person?"

Although the Taoist who died of the drunkenness was shocked, they did not resist. They allowed Zhang Fan to roll them on Mo Ling's back together, and then suddenly sat cross-legged. Behind the Demon Emperor's Great Sun Golden Crow Dharma Image appeared."

After doing all this, Zhang Fan took a deep breath, and the sound like a roar of wind was still clearly visible even in the strong wind.

"disease!"

Thunders were trembling in the dry land, spring thunder exploded, two crows were combined, one was the golden crow Dharma image, the highest point of the clouds; the other was the long cry of the ink spirit, and all the effort was given.

In an instant, the golden rainbow formed by Zhang Fan himself was formed by the golden rainbow. A golden feather behind the Mo Ling suddenly shone brightly. The two were integrated into a long rainbow, passing through the sun.

The long rainbow abandons the sun, breaks the sky and breaks the clouds, from extreme quiet to extreme movement, but in a blink of an eye.

After Zhang Fan was in the Star Heaven Realm, he realized the essence of the Rainbow Transformation Technique, and used it with all his strength, and escaped light at an extremely fast speed, almost the highest level in the Nascent Soul Stage.

It is precisely for this reason that he never really had to do his best to join forces with Mo Ling and use the golden feathers produced by the golden crow bloodline in his body to perform the technique of transforming rainbows.

Now the moment of life and death is naturally not the time to hide one's weakness.

If someone around you saw this, he would be stunned. He was so fast that he had just captured the color of the rainbow in his eyes. If you need to look closely, it was already in the sky.

At this time, the Taoist Zui Die and Fairy Xinglan naturally understood Zhang Fan's intention. When they were amazed at the shocking speed that Zhang Fan and Mo Ling jointly burst out, they also

The white light behind him was so fast that not to mention the Nascent Soul Real Person, even the vast majority of the Divine God Lords were not as good as him.

Both Taoist Zuihei and Fairy Xinglan knew this. They were not unfamiliar with the 100,000 mountains. As soon as they reacted to the name of this person, they knew the degree of terror.

Although Zhang Fan was fast at this time, it was almost impossible to fly to the Dharma Xiang Sect.

Just as the two of them were about to persuade Zhang Fan not to consume his spiritual power in vain and unable to escape, it was better to turn around and fight, Zhang Fan's voice suddenly came into his ears.

"good!"

"God helps me!"

The surprise in the voice is undisguised.

“Huh?”

The Taoist who died of the drunkard took back the advice he spoke, let go of his spiritual sense, and concentrate on checking.

Immediately, the same surprise appeared on the faces of him and Fairy Xinglan.

"Qinzhou reinforcements!"

"The true person of Faxiang Sect!"

"I'll wait forever!"

Just a few miles away from the northeast direction, two powerful auras soared into the sky. They obviously realized something was wrong here and were coming through the air with all their strength.

Suddenly, in this world, a powerful aura divided into three trunks was approaching quickly, racing against time, delaying a little, and slowing a little, which was the difference between life and death.

When the Kudao people mentioned the three words "Northeast", Zhang Fan knew what this meant.

Zhang Fan knew the speed of that "Night King" more clearly than Taoist Zuikong and Fairy Xinglan.

His own rainbow-making technique is the ultimate escape technique between heaven and earth. But as soon as the opponent appears, he clearly judged that the opponent's speed is far above him, and unless the original body Nascent Soul is perfect in the future, it is possible to compete with the opponent's speed.

Therefore, Zhang Fan's run was not to escape, but just a convergence.

The strength of the spiritual consciousness of the Ku Taoist was far above the three of them, so it goes without saying what he said "Northeast" means.

The flying sword passes the letter, and the Dharma rushes to help!

There is no other possibility other than that.

The visitor was Zhang Fan who summoned the master of the Faxiang Sect in order to prevent accidents in order to summon the method of passing a letter with a flying sword.

It's just the time!

One breath, two breaths, three breaths,

In the blink of an eye, ten breaths passed, and whether it was Zhang Fan, Taoist who died of drunkenness, Fairy Xinglan, or even the people who were rushing to help in front of him, they all felt that this time seemed to pass in a flash, but also seemed to be extremely long.

Three parties approach, approach, get closer!

No one knows whether to join the reinforcements first or pursue the pursuit first.

The speed of Changhong was almost at its peak. At the critical moment of life and death, Zhang Fan almost forced himself and Mo Ling to fully possess the full potential. In front of him, two familiar faces jumped into his eyes.

“Ao.

Just at this moment, a roar of beasts is not like a bird, it is a bit wild as beasts, and there is also a sharp sound of birds and rats. It seems like a stormy wave, and it is rushing towards it, as if it is about to submerge Changhong and Zhang Fan and the other three.

This kind of silent whisper that almost tear people's souls, souls, and even spaces together did not make Zhang Fan and others feel terrified, but instead gave them a sigh of relief.

Before that moment, the speed of life and death that was chasing each other finally came to an end. The "Night King" was one step slower after all, and now it was his unwilling to fail.

"Senior Ye Wang, if you have something to do, you can go to my Faxiang Sect to be tall. Will you be able to move without name in the past year?"

A very familiar voice of Zhang Fan sounded leisurely, accompanied by a violent black flame with a very different tone from Youran. Under the roar of a phoenix burning with black flames throughout the body, it seemed to turn the overwhelming sound of the sound waves into nothingness.

One Dharma image, black flame phoenix.

Yijiutian Zhenren, Fengjiuling!

It is Fengjiuling, a late-stage master of the Nascent Soul who is only under Zhu Jiuxiao, who is in the Dharma Xiang Sect and has a strength of only under Zhu Jiuxiao.

Following the black flames was a spear that pierced through like an angry dragon going out to sea.

Where the spear passed, boundless spiritual energy gathered, and the howling wind made a sound. Finally, the spear collapsed with a loud roar of the dragon in the big lake, turning into dozens of entangled mad dragons and burst out of the air.

A crazy dragon real person, Tong Yue!

The Crazy Dragon True Man, this person is also the Yuanying True Man of the Faxiang Sect. He has also participated in the Floating Mountain Gathering and Battle at the White Bone City, but Zhang Fan has never had a close relationship with him.

The black flames dance wildly, is the mad dragon going out to sea and roaring? The two great Yuanying real powers leaped over the long rainbow that wrapped around Zhang Fan and the other three, and intercepted the sound that annihilated everything.

"boom!"

With a loud bang that penetrated the world, whether it was Fengjiuling, Kuanglong Real Man, or the Night King opposite, the shocking blow made by the three, as they collided and annihilated, they soared into the air in the roar, turning into a huge mushroom cloud, blocking both sides.

"night.
Chapter completed!