"If anyone has disappeared, I am willing to go to the northern border for me."

As soon as Zhang Fan said this, the mountains boiled like a vast ocean, and it was suddenly noisy...

"What does Donghua Daojun want to do?"

"Is it..."

Among the millions of immortals, there were many awakened people with excited faces and staring at Zhang Fan with bright eyes.

"This is a letter of war"

"Daojun Donghua offers to fight against the ancestors of the Northern Xinjiang and return the color"

"My Jiuzhou human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth. How can we let the losers in the wilderness of the northern border ride up to their heads?"

...

But for a moment, everyone understood what Zhang Fan meant. It would be impossible to say that there was no danger. However, at this moment, almost everyone left it behind, with only infinite enthusiasm.

"I"

"And I..."

The first ones to speak are mostly the Kyushu people, after all, they are the ones that are truly relevant.

Immediately afterwards, a harsh sound rang, like a strong wind roaring, like a cracked ocean roaring:

"I'll go"

Looking in the sound, I saw a man with black armor proudly coming out. Seeing this person, whether it was the excited human immortals or the overseas demon king who was eager to try, they all shook their heads and sighed, and stopped talking.

"Golden Feather Demon King"

This demon flies extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it can disappear into the sky in just a short time. It is invincible among millions of immortals. It is also unmatched and it is the best choice.

This demon king who had been entangled with the Taoist Zui Die all the way is now standing in front of the immortals, with a bit of a self-righteous look. There is no embarrassment that the Taoist Zui Die die is smashed into the water by the Taoist Zui Die.

Zhang Fan’s cultivation level now was so good that he could see his feet at a glance. He nodded with satisfaction and said, “Jin Ling, if you take this thing to the northern border, someone will come out to meet you.”

"Tell him then..." Zhang Fan's voice suddenly became a little deeper and a little solemn, as if the autumn wind was bleak and withered all things. " Within seven days, Zhang welcomed the ancestors of the northern border in the Eastern Palace."

"Go"

As he said that, the small stone brought out a red light and fell into the hands of the Golden Feather Demon King.

"Receive the order"

The Golden Feather Demon King was also straightforward, without saying a word of nonsense, and he pulled up a small stone and turned into his body. He instantly swayed to the nine heavens, rode the wind to thousands of miles, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Ancestor of Northern Xinjiang?"

"Zhang wants to see who you are?"

Zhang Fan raised his head and looked into the direction of the northern border. His eyes were filled with divine light, as if he was passing through the endless void, looking at someone from the distance from Jiuzhou, and the gorgeous light collided with him.

At the same time, an unparalleled divine thought was even better than the overwhelming power that broke out when he returned to the Faxiang Sect three years ago. He suddenly crossed the territory of the nine provinces and enveloped the northern border.

In an instant, the vast northern border was shrouded under thick dark clouds, and thunder and lightning were heard endlessly.

The millions of immortals who were still immersed in excitement naturally did not know that at this moment, the northern border was covered with clouds like the end of the world, and even more so, a sound of gold and iron, and a dull sigh of stone came from the depths of the northern border.

The shrouded world, a sound of gold and iron, and a dull sigh of stone, came from the depths of northern borders.

...

"I, did I really do something wrong?"

"No, I'm right, this is the only opportunity for all the tribes in the northern border."

"June of Kyushu Huashendao, you have suppressed me for too long, too long... Now someone is willing to entangle you, how can I not move? How dare I not move?"

"Even if you are the one who stands out and the front pawn, you won't care about that much."

...

The faint sighing sound, like a whisper in my mouth, can be spread out, but it can resonate with the mountains, and it seems to cry for it.

It seems like excitement or grief. A loud noise of landslides and cracks echoed in the sky covered with dark clouds.

The source of the sound is the deepest part of the northern barbarians, and even the northern barbarians never dare to walk through it.

There, like most places in the northern border, there are no human, smoke and beasts, but only a towering mountain, desolate and simple. If it has been through hundreds of millions of years of wind and frost, it has existed since ancient times.

As the dark clouds pressed against the top, accompanied by the sound of gold and iron like stubborn stones, the entire mountain trembled violently, as if a mad dragon was roaring under the ground, countless huge rocks flew up, and the rocks passed through the sky and fell on the ground. There were loud noises, but it could not hide a unwilling roar.

“Ahhhh~~”

The roar rushed into the sky, like a sharp sword, piercing through the dark clouds.

In an instant, Zhang Fan's powerful divine thoughts that crossed the nine states entangled with it, and pulled out countless silver snakes in the dark clouds in the sky, and burst out the roar that pierced the sky. It seemed that there was a thunder all over the sky, which could fall down at any time and destroy everything.

Although this power has never really arrived, it is like a black cloud covering the city and trying to destroy it, making the northern creatures breathless. There are also a few more lying on the ground, like kneeling in the gods.

No one doubts that this terrifying power will really vent, and it will turn the entire northern border into scorched earth everywhere, corpses everywhere, and all tribes will be destroyed, which may not have happened.

"Daojun Donghua, don't bully others too much"

"You wait for me, I will come."

Roaring and roaring, endlessly, the whole earth was shaken by it.

...

When the northern border was in turmoil, Zhang Fan, who was far away in Qinzhou, smiled slightly and slowly withdrew his mind.

The purpose of the pressure has been achieved. In any case, the terrifying existence hidden deep in the northern border must come and fight with it. Otherwise, Zhang Fan would not be ruthless. So what if he had turned the scorched earth into the northern border he had guarded for his whole life?

Since it was a foregone conclusion, there was no need to pay more attention. Zhang Fan looked around, but saw millions of immortals looking at him with an indescribable gaze, which was a subtle difference from before.

These millions of immortals are mainly cultivators of human race. The scene just now tells everyone that Zhang Fan’s current significance to the entire Jiuzhou human race is beyond ordinary gratitude and can be compared with teaching.

Zhang Fan nodded slightly, then looked at one side and said, "Do you have something to say to me?"

The target of his speech was a group of overseas monsters, mostly monsters, heroes who dominated a certain area of ​​seas.

“Huh~”

Just at this moment, the Taoist drunken Taoist looked like he realized something.

As early as when the Golden-Ping Demon King came forward to take over Zhang Fan's move to deliver the war letter, he felt strange. He was entangled with the Golden-Ping Demon King, and had been confronting each other for a long time before. He had known that although the demon king had disappeared, he was the lazy and risked his life, so how could he emerge on his own?

He is different from the human race's immortal cultivators. He is neither personal nor contrary to his nature, which immediately aroused the idea of ​​the Taoist who died of drunkenness.

Now he followed Zhang Fan's gaze and found that the object Zhang Fan was talking to was the one he had seen when he came just now who gathered with the Golden Feather Demon King.

"Overseas Dragon Clan?"

"What is the connection between them?"

"Is the Golden Feather Demon King's actions related to these overseas dragon tribes?

The Taoist who died of drunkenness was chanting automatically, and the group of overseas demon kings looked at each other and walked out of it.

He looked like a young man in his twenties or thirties, with a gentle and elegant look, but a pair of dragon horns on his forehead showed a bit of domineering aura of a demon king.

It is obvious that it is an overseas dragon clan, and the dragon horn on the head is the most obvious feature of the dragon, and there are few concealers.

The tiger roars deep in the mountains, and the dragon goes out to the sea. If you talk about the monsters on the sea, you will point to the dragon.

If there are individuals and countless strong people, no one will be convinced by any overseas monsters. But when it comes to overall strength, no clan can compare to the Dragon clan.

How prosperous has the overseas dragon clan been?

In addition to their respective territory, they even used the Dragon King of the Sea as their names, and ordered the demon kings in the sea to follow the orders. It was really awesome and there was no way to describe it.

"My younger generation, Long Lingyu, have met Donghua Taoist Lord"

The young demon dragon held a tray in his hand and stepped forward, paying a big gift to worship.

As soon as he spoke, millions of immortals were thinking in a lively manner and immediately discovered the problem.

Everyone is here to support Zhang Fan in preaching the Dharma, and he had worshipped with his disciples before. In any case, he should be called "teacher". Whether he recognizes it in his heart or not, it is inevitable in such an occasion.

But Long Lingyu actually insisted on being called Donghua Daojun, and there must be a reason for this.

"Get up"

Zhang Fanxu raised his palm and said, "Then Jinling came forward. Fellow Daoist Long, what you meant, or what you overseas Jiaolong clan meant."

In Zhang Fan's eyes, the divine light shone brightly, with the Qingming who saw through everything, continued, "You have conveyed your kindness, just say something."

"The Lord of Dao's eyes are like lightning, and I admire them."

Long Lingyu was not surprised that Zhang Fan saw through his thoughts at all. He held him step by step forward and said while walking:

"I am here, I will thank you for not killing my seniors in the clan."

"Is it not to kill?"

Zhang Fan laughed silently. He and Xiruo were traversing overseas to reshape the body of the Ku Taoist. When he encountered an evil dragon, he would directly kill it. When he met a good dragon, he would ask for several drops of essence and blood. Although he did not kill it all, he could not be called a kindness.

This Dragon Clan is also interesting. I really don’t know what the idea is, and I can even say such words?

Long Lingyu obviously did not intend to give Zhang Fan a chance to clarify. He thought that as soon as he said he had kindness before, Zhang Fan retorted that he had no kindness and revenge, and he couldn't say anything later.
To be continued...