Chapter 1406 Changfeng Sword, magical power body

"Change?"

Zhang Fan stared into the eyes of the boy in front of him, and shook his head slowly but not hesitantly.

He did not say that Zifuzhou is his soul's support, how important it is, how the great way is, and how it is. In the end, shaking his head firmly is his answer.

Everything else is meaningless at this time. Whether it is the weird immortal Gourd Immortal or the top immortal weapon and its spirit, it is impossible to know what Zifuzhou means to Zhang Fan now.

Besides, those are just laughable.

"I just knew..."

The gourd shook his head regretfully, and said nothing more. He kicked the green gourd with his little feet angrily and floated towards the gourd fairy.

"I can't persuade him, nor can I persuade you, just."

"After all, it's inevitable."

It is clearly a child's back, but it gives people a sense of desolation.

"You guys do it, you are stupid and the other is stubborn. I can't control you anymore."

"Fellow Taoist, don't worry, I won't attack you..."

Before Huluwa finished speaking, she interrupted Zhang Fan: "Is that true?"

"I think you can't attack me!"

Zhang Fan smiled, his eyes as if he was like a blade.

"He is your master, and the True Immortal of Lu Di is also your master. How can you attack me? If you can attack me, how could Zifuzhou fall into my hands?"

As soon as the words came to my ears, the blue gourd flying in the air suddenly stopped. Although it did not answer, it surpassed all the answers.

"Sure enough."

A smile flashed across Zhang Fan's face. Without this terrifying immortal weapon, the horror of the gourd immortal would be greatly reduced.

What really matters to him is that the Cauldron cannot help the Cauldron is not the legacy of the Land Immortal, but the Lu Yu inheritance he obtained and the Zifuzhou where Lu Yu's lifelong cultivation was condensed.

No matter which one is it, it represents Lu Yu himself. Zhang Fan, who has inherited all this, is still an existence that cannot be taken action even if it is not the owner himself.

If it weren't for the fact that this was confirmed from the gourd, Zhang Fan wouldn't have been so peaceful, and he would have had other plans long ago.

"Gourd Fairy, since you want to do it, then come on."

With his sleeves in the wind, Zhang Fan stood in the void and said loudly: "The Temple of Gods is raging, the demon master is showing off his evil spirits, and the three realms are in danger. It is a battle or harmony, and make a quick decision."

"Is that the demon master you mentioned in Hulu?"

The gourd immortal asked blankly, then looked back and seemed to have only been until this time that he discovered the existence of the Temple of Gods.

"That's amazing."

After a while, he withdrew his gaze and said, "Beat you first, then hit him!"

Six words, it is natural to say that the gourd immortal is justified.

"Then what are you waiting for, come on."

Zhang Fan shook his head, and all his luck was gone. Since he had to fight, he would fight quickly.

While a trace of perseverance and fierceness flashed in his eyes, the gourd fairy opposite waved the bronze sword like everything in his hand in the wind, and "pulled" the sword wind broke into the sky, turning into an ancient sword with a flash of cold light and holding it in his hand.

"This is……"

Feeling the sword energy that lies across the sky, Zhang Fan's expression changed, as if he had thought of something.

"So familiar, how could it be you!"

Zhang Fan was surprised at this moment, and even when he discovered that the gourd fairy was as beautiful as Lu Yu, with a blue gourd on his head.

"Zhang Fan...Zhang Fan...Dong Huang...Dong Huang~"

"I finally waited and died!"

Accompanied by the howling roar of ghosts and wolves, the sword energy broke through the air, as if it was about to penetrate the void.

"Dong~"

The loud sound of the Donghuang bell resounded throughout the spiritual immortal world. At the same time as the sword energy hit, the Donghuang bell flew out and blocked it. Every vibration was filled with invisible sound waves and the tremors of space, crushing and annihilation.

Zhang Fan was shocked and did not retreat;

In the hands of the gourd immortal opposite, the ancient sword trembled continuously and did not retreat.

On the sword, half of the human figure floated out, the lower body was just smoke and clouds, connected to the sword and could not be broken free, and the upper body was a majestic old man with a noble appearance. At first glance, he was a big man who had been in a high position for many years and was used by his own power.

Now, this big man is just a sword spirit.

"Long~wind~real~jun~"

Zhang Fan paused and pronounced the name of the ancient man.

Who is Changfeng Zhenjun? The leader of the spiritual immortals in the spiritual immortal world, a generation of powerful people, takes the great power of the three realms from ancient times to the present as their swords. Even if Zhang Fan defeated him that day, he still borrowed the Zhuxian Sword Formation and showed his supreme power when he first formed the first time.

At this moment, he was just a sword spirit, struggling in the hands of the gourd immortal, roaring angrily, as if he was about to pounce on him and pull Zhang Fan into pieces.

"You're so noisy~"

The gourd immortal looked impatient and reached out to wipe it on the sword. Suddenly the roar full of unwillingness and grief dissipated, and the hazy shadow disappeared in the wind and was imprisoned back into the ancient sword.

“Dou~”

The ancient sword dragon roared, and the sword tip pointed directly at Zhang Fan. The sharpest little cold light seemed to be filled with anger from the eyes of the true Lord Changfeng.

"I really didn't expect that you, Zhenjun Changfeng, have such a origin."

Zhang Fan stared for a moment before moving his eyes away from the Changfeng Ancient Sword. Many of the doubts in his heart also saw this scene and answered them.

After the King of Changfeng was defeated by him in the past, he took away in order to attract the golden light and disappeared after that, and no one could find his trace.

I think that at that time, he was the one who led the gourd immortal. Even his actions of introducing them to the Great Sage of the Dharma Xiang Sect and together with the Peacock Palm Wheel King were also from the instructions of the gourd immortal.

All kinds of thoughts flashed, and Zhang Fan understood the roots and feet of the Lord Changfeng. He should have been the spirit of the magic sword in the hands of the Gourd Immortal, but he was reincarnated in the human world with the secret technique.

Under the pursuit of the Zhuxian Sword Formation that day, the physical soul of the True Lord Changfeng finally did not escape the disaster and could only return to the sword spirit state, until now.

After thinking through this, Zhang Fan smiled slightly, reached out and put the Donghuang Bell into Xuanhuang Qingyun with one move, and said spontaneously: "Zhangfeng Zhenjun, we have met again, but I didn't expect that it was in this situation."

As he said that, he ignored the roar of the ancient sword dragon, and turned to the gourd immortal, saying, "I don't know what you have been so troubled over the years that you cannot come personally, but whether it is Changfeng Zhenjun or the remaining people of the Purple Palace in Sunrise Valley, it seems that it is your intention."

"Very good, just finish it!"

Zhang Fan took a deep breath, his fighting spirit rose, and the aperture of the true immortal treasure body behind him suddenly swelled, as if he swallowed the sky, and at the same time, the Eastern Palace flashed with infinite light and flew down from the celebratory clouds and landed on his palm.

"If I beat you, I will be complete."

The pure and bright smile on the face of the gourd immortal finally disappeared, and he said seriously.

Before he finished speaking, a long whistle suddenly came from afar.

"Donghuang, go quickly. The Qilin Ancestor will not be able to hold on anymore. Let's leave it here to us."

The voice was heard, and Zhang Fan's face changed. Before he could say "Don't", the image of a huge nine-tailed demon fox appeared in the void.

The wind was howling, the clouds were rolling all over the sky, and the gourd fairy looked back in a daze, it was the nine-tailed demon fox that shook his gorgeous tail, rendering a hazy and sad time.

The visitor is the Qingqiu Fox King.

"Bang!"

The gourd immortal did not dodge or avoid, and the ancient sword in his hand never raised. The nine-tailed demon fox power of the Qingqiu Fox King acted on him, like a mud cow entering the sea without any reaction.

The one who follows the Qingqiu Fox King is King Xuanwu.

The fox shadow scattered, the black and wolves seemed to cross the void like a sea, and cracks appeared on the turtle shell, as if they were ancient ancestors who burned the tortoise shell to divine misfortunes and good fortune.

The smelting fire light enveloped the world, and the gourd immortal was also in it.

That light and that shadow entangle the body of the gourd immortal, giving people the feeling that something happened to the tortoise shell divination, and what would happen if the light and shadow entangle.

If the divination is bad, death will occur; if the divination is good, life will occur!

The divination results of good and bad fortune were not yet available, and the gourd immortal did not make any moves. The tortoise shell in the void suddenly cracked inch by inch, and a whine sounded, dissipating the sky.

From beginning to end, the Fox King of Qingqiu and the King of Xuanwu bombarded each other, and lasted less than a breath. When it was Feng Xiaoyu Hui, the gourd fairy had just turned halfway.

On both sides of him, Zhang Fan and the two demon kings stood in three ways with the gourd immortal.

"how so?"

"Who is this?"

The Fox King Qingqiu and the King Xuanwu were full of disbelief and stood in the void, not knowing what to do next.

The last sentence is what Zhang Fan said.

They and the Wild Wolf King, who were commanding the remaining powerful people in the Spirit Immortal Realm to resist the Temple of Gods and the Demon Lord. Later, they saw Zhang Fan descending through the air, but they did not come immediately, as if they were dragged by someone. The Qilin Ancestor could no longer hold on and rushed to help.

In their opinion, even if the person who is undefeated can be held back, Zhang Fan can pull out his hand and help the Qilin Ancestor resist the Temple of the Gods.

The result was far beyond their expectations. The strength of the gourd immortal was something they could not hold back at all.
To be continued...