"The Bu Wai is so strong!" "Brush!"... The True Lord of Blood God, Jiuyou Ancestor, Tiandunzi, Mo Lao Monster, these four. The True Man of Yuanying who calls the wind and rain in the immortal cultivation world in the vast sea, cold sweat broke out at the same time.

Tiandunzi was giving a routine sermon. Dozens of young people this year were kneeling in front of the True Lord of Blood God. They were choosing the next generation of Blood God Son. All of a sudden, the strangeness of the two fell into the eyes of the disciples below.

It's fine if the Blood God True Lord is, but who dares to look directly at him and pretends not to see him; Tiandunzi is different. Although he is cold-faced and taciturn, he is very kind to his disciples and gives less punishment. The disciples below all looked curiously, and they all muttered to themselves, not understanding that the preaching was well-preached, but why did the ancestor even get wet even his clothes.

Compared with the two of them, there are more lonely ancestors of Jiuyou and Mo Monsters.

". Fortunately, I didn't listen to the nonsense of those guys in the upper world!"

"It's so dangerous, it's so dangerous!"

The ancestor Jiuyou lay on the quicksand and said to himself with gratitude.

"Those bastards in the upper world. Fortunately, I don't take you seriously, otherwise I wouldn't have let the baby give me a pot of stew,"

The old monster Mo drifted along the underworld, pointing to the sky and cursing the earth.

Although these four old guys have great magical powers, they are far away from each other and they know the horror of this light column as much as Zhang Fan and others.

It was not until this time that Zhang Fan recovered.

This boundless terror is even more powerful than the countless heavenly powers. Even if the real person of the Nascent Soul is in it, he will definitely have death but not life.

"Old Ku, where is this fairy world? Can anyone else ascend to the sky now?"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but spread the word. Seeing the virtuous and thinking about it, the nature of human beings can be imagined from a treasure, and it is inevitable that they will be fascinated by the true immortals.

"Don't think about this anymore, just walk forward step by step."

The Taoist Ku first advised him, and then said with emotion: "Stop talking about the immortal world, even if you reach the spiritual immortal with the second level of the transformation of gods, few people have been able to do it for so many years."

"The true secrets of the celestial immortals have been taken to the spiritual immortal world by those old guys. If you want to know those, you will be able to get the spiritual immortal one day. It's not too late to think about it!"

"When I talk about it, the old man is wondering, the existence of Changfeng Zhenren and Zhilang Ji at the level had already stood at the peak of the human world since ancient times, and why could not ascend to the fairy world?"

"Is it really the earth is completely different from heaven and heaven and man forever?"

Regarding this, Taoist Ku was also confused, and Zhang Fan was stunned. As Taoist Ku said, he would move forward with his feet on the ground and he would leave one day.

At this time, the pillar of light that reached the sky had gradually shrunk silently and was surging in the vast sea, like the sound of landslides and sinkings resounding throughout the world.

Zhang Fan ignored the stormy waves and said that he had not heard of them. His eyes were full of concentration.

There, at the top of the light column, the boundless magnetic clouds surged, furious, but were still forced to open ruthlessly, and the real sky of the underground immortal world was gathered.

It has been so many years since Zhang Fan has seen the situation behind the Yuanmacro cloud for the first time.

After the Yuan Magnetic, when it suddenly appeared, it was as dark as night, and then there were golden lights flashing. It turned out that the whole body was condensed from this special material with golden stars flashing in the darkness into the dome of the special earthly realm of the underground cultivation world.

Before he could take a closer look, he saw a roar, and the beam of light that spread like star chips. The Yuan magnetic clouds rush again, making up for the gap and never see it again.

The sound of this pillar of light through the sky was so huge that it was more than Zhang Fan and others who watched it dissipate at the same time.

Not to mention the four Nascent Souls. There was also a person next to Hanhai City. Looking at the unpredictable distance from afar, the sky gradually darkened.

"concubine,

The ferry under his feet collapsed with a bang. The countless pieces of broken wood seemed to be under endless distances, swaying in the vast sea, constantly sinking.

"Damn old guessing man. You don't want to live anymore!"

"I'm not going to do it yet

He was a foundation-building monk. He was sitting on the boat and wanted to get to the Hanhai City, but he never thought that he would suddenly become a chicken that would fall into trouble when he encountered this.

The object of his speech was an old man with white hair and beard and hunched over, but now he is a sword-like old man.

This person is also the old man Zhang Fan and Wang Tianshu met when they first arrived in Hanhai.

However, it was Zhang Fan in front of him at this time, and it was afraid that it would be difficult for him to recognize this person. After all, he had only one chance to meet him. In addition, the moment the light column disappeared, his temperament changed so it was difficult for people to regard them as the same person.

At this time, Lao Xiaogong stood in the sea, and his feet were clearly obedient to the water surface, but strangely the ripples on the water surface passed through his feet, without any distortion, as if such a person did not exist at all.

"Hahaha"

Little turtle, finally left, I'm free, hahaha

The sound of laughter continued, and the old man stepped out in a panic and cursed the foundation-building monk who had no sign of his eyes and was still cursing himself and suddenly stepped into the water. His ears suddenly became clear, but when he saw bubbles under the water, it was obvious that the guy was not feeling very good.

"This day has finally arrived. I'm waiting to die."

The momentum of Lao Xiaogong changed, and the water from the vast sea on all sides suddenly roared. He didn't dare to approach him like a life, but instead he was huge waves. He seemed to be rushing towards all directions without any avoidance.

"I don't know which god that fake guy is. He even can't even see him when he gets a clone.

"I just said that. Yinglong was a short-lived ghost at first sight. Is it a pity that my girl has found where?"

It seemed that he had been suppressed for hundreds of years, but now he suddenly felt relaxed and was a little confused. He still wanted to continue talking, but suddenly Hui wrinkled in the old world and felt that four powerful spiritual senses were sweeping from all directions.

"Hmph, four little guys, I won't bother with you!"

"Leave!"

A flash. disappears.

When the four spiritual senses came, a bad luck ghost had just emerged from the water, his eyes were confused and water came out of the seven orifices. If he had taken that step at night, he would probably not be able to get up.

"Who is this?"

The four spiritual consciousnesses communicated with each other, and had no clue and finally dissipated.

At this time, Zhang Fan and others also watched the light column dissipate and retracted their minds.

"Brother Daotu, what are your plans in the future?"

Holding Jin He'er's little hand in his hand, Zhang Fan asked with a hint of intent.

"What else can I plan?"

The Taoist smirked bitterly and said, "Kill people, practice hard, kill people, practice hard again."

"well".

After all, the child's nature. After the shock just now, Jin He'er temporarily put the matter of Yin Heng behind his mind. He sighed like a little adult after hearing the words of the Taoist disciple and looked at him sympathetically.

Originally, a person like Taoist was so proud. If he had walked out of Zhang Fan, it would be possible for both of them to turn against each other. However, Jin A'er was different. Taoist was stunned for a moment, but he smiled, and even the bitterness on his face decreased a lot.

"Um?".

Seeing this, Zhang Er was moved and a thought emerged.

In the way of the endless sky, this disciple could block Jin He'er and was willing to offend the Nine-Son Ghost Mother. Although there was a reason why he didn't take the Nine-Son Ghost Mother seriously, the main thing was his love for Jin He'er.

Zhang Fan didn't know the reason for this, and he didn't want to study it deeply. After all, everyone has his own secret.

His previous question was originally concerned about the injury of the Taoist disciple. In order to protect Duan Heng and Jin He'er, the Taoist disciple could be said to have withstood the attack of the Wisdom King Jin Xiaoyao. The injury was far greater than the surface.

According to Zhang Fan's experience, there is no thirty or fifty years of hard practice. In addition to the supply of spiritual medicine, it may hurt the root cause. It is even impossible to restore the old view.

This Taoist disciple would be seriously injured, which has something to do with him. He originally wanted to arrange a place for him to recover from his injuries. After all, the Taoist disciple killed too many people and had enemies all over the world. If he was accused of his current situation, he would probably not be able to calm down and cultivate himself.

At this time, Jin He'er interrupted, but a new idea emerged.

After pondering for a moment, Zhang Fan said to the Taoist disciple seriously: "Brother Dao, please ask me if you have something to do."

As soon as this statement was spoken, the Taoist also solemnly said: "Brother Zhang, the Taoist still owe you once. If you need something to do, it's okay to speak out directly.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan smiled. He felt a little admiration and appreciation for this scattered Taoist disciple.

What he said about "owing" is nothing more than knowing that he had sacrificed his life to protect him before, not Zhang Fan's wife and daughter, which means that he did not repay the grace of saving his life.

Such people are really rare in the world of immortal cultivation today.

"good!"

Zhang Fan did not bother with this matter and said bluntly: "Brother Dao, Zhang is about to go to another place. I would like to ask Brother Dao here to support Jin He'er as the Lord of the Shenshui Palace, and he has a place to settle down. Lianwang's business will form its own power."

"Taoist disciples should do their best."

The Taoist master understood after a little thought and said with a little gratitude.

Jin He'er is naturally qualified to inherit the resources of the Divine Water Palace itself, but he doesn't have enough force, but he doesn't think about it. Although the Taoist disciple was seriously injured at this time, he got the magical power of the Seven Evils. It would be better not to be able to win the ordinary monks under his hands.

Wangshi Trading Company has financial resources and connections, but there are fewer top experts. The alliance between Wangshi Trading Company and Shenshui Palace is beneficial to them. With time, it will not be difficult to become a force.

With these, Zhang Fan also had an explanation for Jin Ke'er, but for the Sanrendaoists, he had the help of power. At least he needed to recover his injuries, and the supply of spiritual medicines.

"Dad, you're leaving!"

"Will you come back?"

Jin He'er also understood this and asked, pulling Zhang Fan's sleeve.

Seeing her holding the statue of Yin Heng with one hand and pulling her sleeves with the other, Zhang Fan felt sorry for her. At the same time, he felt that before he knew it, Jin He'er actually had a mature meaning. The childishness of the little girl was gradually dissipating. I really don't know whether it was joy or sorrow.

"Yes."

Zhang Fan said in certainty.

In the next five years, refining the second Nascent Soul and exploring the Xingtian Realm were all major events in the turning point of his fate. He should do his best to do his best and not be distracted by anything. Jin He'er's arrangement was already the best way he could think of.

"Let's go".

With a sigh, a golden rainbow wrapped around the Taoist disciple and the Jinheer, and suddenly broke through the sky.

:The third update

After that, Zhang Fan is about to leave Hanhai and practice the second Nascent Soul. He has other opportunities. In a short period of time, he will no longer have any interaction with the four Nascent Souls, including the Blood God True Lord, Jiuyou Ancestor, the mysterious Lao Xiaogong, Sanren Daoist, Jin Heer and others.

Therefore, the title of this chapter has come to an end!

The end of the chapter is Zhang Fan's career in the elixir. After the next chapter, the second Nascent Soul was completed and he has been on par with the Nascent Soul True Man; at the same time, the four Nascent Souls and others mentioned above are also the ones mentioned above. They will have a role, but that is to build a new dance at another time and another place.

In Zhang Fan's life for a period of time later, the encounters of these people have come to an end.
Chapter completed!