"No need to divide it... Zhang is determined to win all the sunflowers! Hearing this, Hongri's face suddenly turned black as the bottom of a pot, and he said coldly: "Fellow Daoist Zhang is going to take it all by saying this? Do you think we are just stolen by mud and weeds?"

Zhang Fan smiled casually, stood with his hands behind his back, and did not say a word and actually agreed.

Looking at his posture, everyone's hearts inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity, as if they had seen it at some point.

He is powerful and domineering, treats all living beings in the world as if nothing is available. Between the world, I am the only one who is in the mind. Apart from this, they are all dust.

In an instant, it seemed that Zhang Fan aroused the three-legged golden crow Dharma image and fought against the sand demon again. The difference was that the Dharma image itself was the one who exuded this temperament at that time, but now it was Zhang Fan himself.

Seeing that he was so determined and willing to fight, Hong Ri hesitated a little. It seemed that it was not worth it to die with such a strong man for something that he didn't know what it was.

He hesitated for a lifetime, and his actions were not so firm. His eyes wandered around others and patrolled. It was unknown whether to look for an alliance or find a way out.

I wonder if I could sense the expectation in his eyes, the doll suddenly stood up, leaned over and looked in the flowerbed, and then said softly: "What a beautiful flower! The doll likes flowers the most. Brother Zhang, please give it to me!"

Zhang Fan's face remained unchanged, but he just said lightly: "You can try it all."

While speaking, Zhang Fan's eyes and expression remained unchanged, like a pool of stagnant water, but everyone who heard it was moved by a cold surging. It was like the waves hidden in the calm waves, and the sun flowers were even more like scales, and they would get angry when they touched them.

The doll's little hand that had already reached into the flowerbed suddenly froze. She could clearly feel that a ray of gaze focused on her slender hand. As long as she advanced one foot, even if it was just a slight touch. A thunderous attack would come without mercy.

The little hand slowly retracted, and the originally whitened skin color turned pink, and the shiny skin caused small bumps, as if someone was holding a piece of ice and constantly stimulating the surface.

"If you don't give it, you won't give it. Why are you so cruel to others!"

Until he retracted his sleeve, the gaze disappeared without a trace.

While rubbing gently, the doll smoothed the goosebumps. She stamped her feet and angrily, and went to sulk on the side.

People who are so lawless and without taboos are intimidated by the uncovered murderous intent. Everyone was speechless for a moment and didn't know what to do.

If they could unite, Zhang Fan would naturally be no match for him, but there would be no big problem to join him to bury him with one or two people.

Besides, can they really unite sincerely?

Shui Wuyue has never been involved in these things. It is absolutely delusion to want her to take action; Cao Zhuo's attitude is ambiguous. No one knows which side he will help until the last moment. Huo Li is like Wannian Hanbing, and no one can stop him from catching his pulse. What's more, Hongri asked himself that he had offended him, so help? It would be nice not to take advantage of the situation.

With a lot of plans, only the only ones who can do it are Hongri and Doll. Doll is moody and not very reliable, so how can he make up his mind?

The red sun, who was hesitant and gradually retreated, couldn't help but look at the sun flowers in the flowerbed and sighed secretly.

"I will fight for something that I don't know the purpose, but I will fight for my life. It's not something that the wise will take." He comforted himself, and the red sun retreated. Although he did not give in, he obviously no longer interfered with the ownership of the sunflower.

His eyes flashed across everyone's faces. Seeing that no one rebelled again, Zhang Fan smiled slightly, without any concern, and stepped on the flowerbed with his back and carefully picked the five sun flowers and put them in the jade box.

This time, he knew that he was here to explore the ancient immortal cave, so Zhang Fan could not have prepared it. He just prepared a dozen jade bottles and boxes that contained spiritual objects. At this time, it was just handy.

Seeing him turning his back to everyone; picking it on his own, Hong Ri's heart moved and his arms trembled slightly, as if he was about to wipe it on the Qiankun bag the next moment.

After hesitating for a while, seeing that others did not mean to be a bird, Hongri finally gave up. His eyes were broken and he saw Zhang Fan picking all the sun flowers away, leaving only empty branches and leaves.

Hongri didn't know that he had missed a great opportunity today invisibly.

According to common sense, he was helpless in making such a choice. Since Zhang Fan dared to be so careless, he must be convinced. He must be confident that no matter how he attacked, he would not hurt himself.

But things are unpredictable. I picked four flowers in a row and nothing happened. When I picked the fifth one, an accident happened.

The fingertips just touched the root of the flower. A rippling of ripples that seemed to be calling and seduced appeared. It spread along his arms and finally merged into his dantian.

There, it was like a meteorite falling from the sky into the deep sea, causing only waves.

The Nine Fire Flame Dragon Ball and the Great Sun True Power, the two suddenly danced with external ripples, and the spiritual power surged and crazily ran. In an instant, it was 365 Zhoutian.

The operation reached its limit, and it seemed to have the intention of breaking the barrier. But what we wanted to break was not the next level of martial arts, but it was a route that we had never practiced, and it gradually affected our souls and poisons.

Dai's spiritual consciousness suddenly came out of the body and was imprisoned in the body.

At this time, it was when Hong Ri had evil thoughts. Even if Zhang Fan, who was facing away from him, had his spiritual power restored control, due to his limitation of spiritual consciousness, it was like a blind man who opened his eyes. Without any defense, he could kill him with just a light blow.

When these strange phenomena just happened, Zhang Fan was shocked. After all, this was not a safe quiet room, but an unobstructed outside world. There was no friend around him, and there were many enemies who were eyeing him.

Fortunately, after more than a few years of practice, my heart has been beaten as hard as iron and stone. I have controlled my movements with great perseverance, barely stabilized my body, and did not tremble or look back, as if nothing had happened, without any flaws.

By this time, Zhang Fan had already understood what had happened.

The true explanation of the Great Sun, the Illusion Sun, there is no explanation other than that.

Just as when I entered the cave before, the great sun power around me was activated by the remaining spiritual power in the cave and ran spontaneously. At this time, I don’t know what it was affected, whether it was Wanzai Liu Liao himself or something else, but in my body, it was the Huan Sun** that was running spontaneously.

Since he understood this, Zhang Fan naturally knew what to do.

No longer follow the trend, but spontaneously run the fantasy sun** to perform the first step of sacrifice to this sun flower.

The Fantasy Sun** is not difficult, otherwise it would not have been recorded on the Purple Mansion Heaven Book, which only has the foundation-building stage technique. The difficulty lies in the sunflower itself.

In ancient times, if a monk who practiced this technique performed well, he might be given a sun flower by his elders to practice the illusion sun as the last means to save his life.

This is the same as the meaning of the protection treasures given to the elders of the masters in the current world of immortal cultivation.

It is precisely because of its ease, and the help of the invisible power that is still unknown, a few breaths, a luster that looks like fire but is as gentle as jade flashed across Zhang Fan's hand. The huge sun flower trembled for a moment and then disappeared.

After a slight sense, I felt that in the Dantian, there was another thing in addition to the Nine Fire Dragon Ball, which was the sun flower that disappeared from my hand.

Even though it has been refined, it still remains unchanged. The huge flower plate turned towards the direction of the Nine Fire Dragon Ball, and actually regarded it as a new sun.

All this from beginning to end was only a few breaths. In the eyes of Hongri and others, Zhang Fan only paused slightly, played with the flowers in his hand, and then turned around. The smile on his face was still there, and there was nothing unusual.

Running the Spiritual Office stewed the underwear wet in cold sweat and then relaxed it in one breath, one pound. The unexpected difficulty passed by like this.

Looking around the left, everyone's eyes flashed. There was no longer any scene that was previously at least harmonious.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan sighed inwardly, unable to tell what it felt. The situation he had tried to keep in front of was finally broken by himself. It can be seen that the world is impermanent and cannot be controlled by human power.

But even if he did it again, he would still be like this. There is no reason to be invincible for five lives. Not to mention such peaceful success, even if he wanted to kill him, he would not retreat half a step. Otherwise, why would he cultivate immortals? How could he talk about eternal freedom?

He opened and closed his mouth, and was about to say something, but Zhang Fan's gaze suddenly condensed. At some point, Cao Zhuo had changed several positions, and now he had reached a relatively peripheral place, with his toes slashing. He seemed to be busy with something!

His actions must have begun for a while. Originally, he came to the cave, Zhang Fan's spiritual consciousness was always relaxed. Every grass and tree around him, and every move of the few people walking with him could not hide his perception.

It was only when I was sacrificing sunflowers before that I had lost control of the slices. It was during this period that Cao Zhuo started his movements.

At that time, everyone's attention was attracted by Zhang Fan, which was indeed the best time.

At this moment, Cao Zhuo also raised his head, smiled slightly at him, then got up and walked to Shui Wuyue's side. If he didn't pay attention, he would probably think he had never moved.

After a moment of silence, everyone was speechless for a moment, and their respective eyes could not help but concentrate on the hall in front of them.

The gate is magnificent, the vermilion lacquer has not fallen, the relief remains, and the glory of the past has not faded with the passage of time.

Standing in front of the door and looking up, I saw the relief, the sun was hanging high and shining everywhere, without any praise, and a stream of lifting the earth and grasping the artistic conception of yin and yang, and then it was deeply engraved into the hearts of everyone.

Close your eyes and a little insight. After a while, Zhang Fan moved his body and suddenly appeared in front of the door. He reached out and pressed it on the vermilion relief. With a little force, the door slowly opened with a sharp and congested sound.

"Let's go!"

After the voice fell, the person had not entered yet, looking through the crack of the door, an amazing scene appeared in front of him.

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