"Boom-Boom-Boom-Boom-"

The roar is not the thunder showing its majesty, nor is it the huge rocks rolling down the mountains, but the land step by step, the natural shock...(

At this time, in the cloud pool, the clouds were broken or scattered, and the strong wind silted or left, only Zhang Fan's figure stepped forward step by step.

At some point, the body of the True Immortal Lu had been put away again, and Zhang Fan's eyes were firm, reflecting the blood-red cloud monument, and even the blood-stained names on it.

At this moment, how shocked the Tianren Palace in Mitian Realm, and what kind of waves were brewing in the five major Yunzhous in Yunzhong Realm, he seemed to be unaware of it. There was only the blood monument and the place occupied by the Tianren Sword Lord before.

The child who lost the Tianren Sword Lord Ling Tian Sword Aura, the area within a radius of only a few feet gradually showed a different look in Zhang Fan's eyes.

No matter how you look at it, it is less than ten feet in a circle, but in Zhang Fan's view, that small area is like the whole world. Under the Blood Monument, it is ten feet in a circle, and a white halo is dividing faintly.

The color of the aperture is snow-white, pure and transparent, and it is shuttled between the virtual and the real, as if today the well is like various treasures that are accidentally lost there. Cloud heart?!"

A hint of excitement and enthusiasm flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes. There was no doubt that it must be the core of the entire Yunchi and the key to the former Shutong's enlightenment.

After eradicating the last threshold, Yun Xin finally stripped off all the disguise and revealed his true face in front of him.

Before he knew it, Zhang Fan's footsteps had stepped into the surrounding light.

At that moment, the entire aperture suddenly brightened, and then it blurred like water waves, wrapping him up in it. "This is one by one"

Zhang Fan's footsteps suddenly stopped, raised his eyebrows, surprised, surprised, and suddenly... all kinds of expressions appeared on his face. "So that's it!" After a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, and the confidence and pride that everything was in control appeared on his face again. At this point, everything was already in the heart.

Zhang Fan did not go into Yunxin directly. It was not the time, but took a step forward to the Blood Monument and slowly stretched out his hand.

"Boom~"

The vitality fluctuates and the blood monument shakes, just like a woman who is raised in the boudoir, suddenly being touched by a strange man, and her reaction is extremely strong.

Under Zhang Fan's palm, although the blood monument had never run away, the countless blood-colored words on it were constantly twisting, like fish in the net, constantly struggling.

As those bloody names that seemed to be life-like twisted, countless blood lines implicated under them also entangled. Hao shook, like the roots of a big tree under the strong wind, swinging irregularly.

At the same time, in the cloud world, there were countless people showing pain, covering their chests or pressing their heads, as if they were attacking strangely around everything and directly penetrated into their bodies.

These artificial people from the Nascent Soul to the newly born babies, no matter how different they are, they feel that they are, and they all stop what they are doing in an instant.

Those mortals or monks at the bottom are fine, at a loss, and ignorance is the greatest happiness at this time.

Those truly strong men who are qualified to get in touch with the core secrets of this world are completely different.

One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one! They understood that the restriction that had bound all the human race in the clouds for countless years was touched.

Zhang Fan did not regard himself as a savior, and those people's grateful and admiring eyes would not leave any turmoil in his heart.

He never thought about how much fluctuations his actions would cause in the human race in the clouds. He just calmly groped with his palms to shatter the blood-colored clouds.

Every time Zhang Fan's palm passes by, the five-colored brilliance will follow like a shadow under the sun, appearing on the blood stele and seeping in.

Of course, he did not simply caress, but instead used the method of breaking the forbidden technique of the Five Elements to be a blood-breaking piece bit by bit. Zhang Fan did not want to be a savior, and it did not mean that he wanted to be an executioner!

If it is normal, the Great Five Elements Breaking Technique and even further Five-Colored Divine Light are forcibly smeared on the Blood Monument with a domineering technique, it is probably not surprising that the human race in the Yunzhong will be destroyed from then on, or the number of four or five levels will be reduced.

Only by understanding this can you feel Zhang Fan's carefulness at this time, as if tens of millions or even tens of millions of humans were as thin as paper and sounded like chimes in his hands. After a little force, Zhang Fan sighed and slowly withdrew his hand. His expression changed and finally became dull.

What a magical power of the Great Five Elements Breaking the Forbidden Technique? Over the years, all the forbidden laws in the world and all the magic weapons in the world have never disappointed Zhang Fan, and this time is no exception.

After the Great Five Elements Breaking the Forbidden Technique, the blood was broken, and even the methods set by the ancestors of the heavenly beings and men, could not be hidden from his eyes.

It is actually not difficult to destroy this blood monument and let the human race in the Yunzhong get rid of the control of the heavenly beings. There are three methods. First, use external forces to destroy this blood monument! In that case, the names and names on the blood monument, and even the key Yunzhong human race, will die in the tenth chapter, and there will be no one in the thousands who can survive.

Secondly, Zhang Fan used the Great Five Elements Forbidden Breaking Technique to directly erase the key points on it and the cloud pool, as well as the means of the heavenly beings deployed on it. This result is a little better than the violent destruction in the previous period, but it is not much better.

After doing this, the tenth human race in Yunzhong will die and be buried alive. The number of tenths that can survive is Tianyou.

If you really take the world as your own responsibility and regard saving the Yunzhong human race as your ideal, then this is not a bad idea. If you replace Weiyun Haiyao and others, if you really ignore your own safety, Niu Zhizhao would choose to do this. However, Zhang Fan is not them! For him, the Yunzhong human race can save it, but it is okay not to save it.

The will of heaven is like a knife, and the heart of heaven is like iron. It doesn’t care what Zhang Fan has done to do this. After all, after doing it, the human race in Yunzhong will be saved, but he will have to bear the endless karma of killing!

Zhang Fan firmly believed that with his great fortune and firm heart of Tao, even if the killing karma is overwhelming, his fate will not be chaotic. However, Bang-Bao Wubi's blood color does not need to be taken into his body.

If he had no other means and could only re-take Shutong's path back then, then he would not hesitate. Breaking this monument directly would be enough to weaken the fortune of the seventh level of the cloud realm and give him some confidence in controlling the cloud pool to impact the realm of the God Transformation. However, if he had other means, he would be grateful to Xie Bumin if he had the surging killing karma.

In essence, besides the two methods mentioned above, there is another method that can eliminate the control of the blood tablet and save the human race in the clouds.

To put it simply, it is nothing more than completely controlling the cloud pool and becoming the owner of this original magic weapon in the cloud world.

In that case, it would be natural to directly peel off the blood monument through the cloud pool, and there would be no need to bear the boundless karma of killing, and the human race in the cloud can be completely preserved.

However, such means are not easy to accomplish. Even Zhang Fan is not sure, at least not before the soul is perfect!

"Human people in the clouds, please be blessed!

Zhang Fan looked at the blood monument in front of him and slowly turned around.

"See if the will of God is in you. If the will of God is here, Zhang should take action at that time; if the will of God is there, then I will not blame me."

Zhang Fan took a step forward, and the place where he fell was the place where the Tianren Sword Master had been sleeping for countless years.

His self-talk is not pretentious. If he had the opportunity to pull out the blood monument after his soul was perfect, he would naturally do it. How could human pride allow the failure of the heavenly clan? If there was no chance, with Zhang Fan's personality, it would be impossible to fight for the irrelevant people! The voice of self-talk gradually dissipated, and Zhang Fan had already sat cross-legged and slowly closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the whole world calmed down, just like before dawn, without light and shadow, silent, and all the sounds were silent, just waiting for the crow cry.

Zhang Fan's breath became more and more faint on his body, as if he was sleeping heavily, as if something was constantly withdrawing from his body. This was Yun Xin, or Yun Chi's power.

Zhang Fan's spiritual consciousness passed through the Yunxin under his seat, as if he had scratched a wild horse, and suddenly spread throughout the cloud pool. What was even better than his spiritual consciousness was his Si Sheng.

Under the amplitude and inexplicable effect of the cloud pool, Zhang Fan's thoughts seemed like a big net of Mitian, and suddenly spread out. The jade tower, jade palace, pavilion, dance, pavilion, singing temple... Mitian realm, Tianren Palace, under Zhang Fan's thoughts, there is no secret to say. "Brother Zhang, I wonder if he succeeded?"

In a courtyard, Young Master Yunyuan was wandering indoors, accidentally kicking up a cushion on the ground and hitting a stone table and chair, all of which seemed to be unaware. He stayed in the courtyard, playing Zhang Fan's identity, and covering his departure for many days.

Around him, Yun Hua, Yun Yun, Wu Lian and others were silent, obviously also pondering.

Zhang Fan's killing of the Heavenly Sword Lord was extremely powerful, and even the so-called "venerables" who were under house arrest clearly felt the horror contained therein.

At that time, many gods came here to pick people, but after the incident, they all turned into a slight change and left quickly, as if they had gathered somewhere.

From then on, the place where these venerables were located was like Mei Lian forgot. Except for being ordered to prohibit going out, no gods came to pay attention to it.

"What do we do?"

Yun Yuan became more anxious and stopped looking back and shouted.

"wait!"

Just at this moment, a cold voice sounded, but it was Wu Lian!

She slowly stood up, her voice still cold: "We can only wait for the news from fellow Daoist Zhang to wait for the news of the Abyss Lord."

There was another sentence she didn't say, but both Yun Yuan and Yun Hua knew it.

"They can do nothing!"

Helplessly, depressed, everyone, including Yun Yuan, sat down sadly. No matter how unwilling they were in their hearts, they also knew that what Wu Lian said was the right truth.

At this moment, a strange feeling was as if water ripples were covering the entire room, and it was even more rippling in everyone's hearts. "This is one by one"
Chapter completed!