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Chapter 778 Battle!

Zhang Fan was finally moved, almost unable to believe his ears, and asked subconsciously.

He naturally knew about the corpse refining that Tianzi was famous in ancient times, but he never thought that today's corpse real person was so determined. At this point, he could refine the corpse with himself into one.

The so-called celestial corpse is one of the earliest corpse refining. It is called "flying in the sky" and "flying in the sky and hiding in the earth, coming and going without a trace, suddenly in the east and in the west for a moment, and as soon as you see the true appearance, you will die.

This kind of corpse refining can be said to be a powerful existence that brings the corpse refining to its extreme hardness, agility and flexibility, and is beyond the reach of ordinary corpse masters.

If one with the heavenly corpse, the real person of the heavenly corpse will naturally gain its benefits, which is equivalent to having the heavenly corpse as the body. It is stronger than iron and stone defense, and the speed of flying to the sky and hiding the earth, but the sacrifices made are also great.

Half a human and half a corpse, is it a human? Or a corpse?

Since human beings are also human beings, their souls are naturally restricted by the laws of heaven and earth, and they are definitely not exempt from natural restrictions such as life span;

Since it is united with the corpse, it is a corpse. He is also equipped with all the weaknesses of corpse refining, with great glory and scorching sun and flames, all of which are nemesis.

"Tianzi Zhenren, if you meet Mr. Zhang, you will be unlucky!"

After the initial amazement, a strange smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face.

At the same time, Fairy Xinglan wanted to look at the back of the Tianzi Zhenren, and the fear in her eyes faded, turning into a sarcastic and compassionate feeling.

Back then, her Eternal Night Forest had some minor frictions with the corpse abandoned disciples and had fought with this Tianzi Zhenren. Although she had only tried a little, she would just calm down and never break up. However, she was also very afraid of this person's cultivation and combat power.

Now, it’s not good for him to meet someone, but he just meets the evil star beside him who has the golden flame of the sun and breaks the evil seal in person. What if he wants to die?

In other words, during the conversation between Zhang Fan and Fairy Xinglan, the situation in the field was about to break out.

The real person of the Heavenly Corpse appears as the real body of the Heavenly Corpse and floats up in the air. The fierce momentum that is condescending and may pounce at any time, like an eagle, falcon, and prey, quietly rushing to fight against a rabbit is fully revealed.

At the same height, a huge and hazy shadow condensed silently on his left and right.

"bat!"

Zhang Fan frowned slightly, and the invisible and tangible sound waves in his ears seemed to penetrate directly into the soul of a person. Unconsciously, the roar in his ears was like he was about to fall.

Standing next to the real man of Tianzi, who was silently flying into the air was a transformed monster with a real bat.

This huge and unfriendly man was silently like a ghost, and the sharp aura did not allow the eagle to stand calmly in the air. The thick demonic aura was spreading like a ball of ink, dyeing the clouds and mist in a radius of dozens of feet black.

"What a big scene!"

"So, two transformed monsters came to the Ancestral Court of Ten Thousand Demons. They are really in danger of leaving!"

Although the ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons is very famous, there will never be too many big monsters like this. It is enough to send two people at once.

Obviously, this bat monster was the one who was receiving the help from the nearby area, and was rushed to the scene.

The same should be true for the Tianzi Zhenren, but the origin is different. He is a master of corpse abandonment.

Originally, there was a master who abandoned the corpse and sect here, but unfortunately the man had already fallen into the hands of Zhang Fan. Naturally, it was impossible for him to come.

But three people are enough.

With the cultivation of the Taoist Drunk Death, he may be slightly higher than the Tianzi Zhenren, who has the strongest cultivation among the three. However, his resilience is not as strange as the bat monster. Even in a one-on-one contest, he can guarantee that he will win. That is, the iron-backed pangolin.

Three fights one. If Zhang Fan and others do not appear, when he can't delay, it will be the time for his death.

Of course it is not a problem now.

At this time, the real person of Tianzi, the big bat demon, and the Tiebei Pangolin was below, and it had become a double-team siege. However, the three of them did not attack immediately, but instead started talking with worry.

"Fellow Daoist Ye Feng, look at this Qianshan Yunmeng Gorge. Is there any mystery?"

The Tianzi Zhenren moved his eyes away from the fire mouth for the first time and turned to the big bat demon beside him. He said with a calm expression: "The junior who came with us. A quarter of an hour ago, there was a dead root, and no one left."

"Qianshan Yunmeng Gorge is indeed not simple!"

The huge bat monster called "Night Wind" opened and closed slightly, and the sound that seemed to be heard directly in the depths of the soul:

"It seems that your corpse abandoned the teachings, and our Ten Thousand Demons' Ancestral Court have sent experts to come. How did Ye Feng be just a little bat back then, I never knew."

As he said that, his sharp gaze as fierce as an eagle, suddenly glanced at the iron-backed pangolin that was still standing on the ground, with a strong and solemn intention, immediately made the transformed monster who could escape thousands of miles away under the pursuit of the drunk Taoist Taoist, and couldn't help but tremble.

"snort!"

The cold snorting sound is like the bleak autumn wind.

"If it weren't for the iron-backed waste, why should we take the risk of coming?"

This Ye Feng Dao is not a person who likes to complain. He must have understood in his heart that if it weren't for the special situation in Yunmeng Gorge in Qianshan, he would have been unable to wait for him to rescue Bian. He would have died and died of drunkenness. He then pointed out a few words and said: "Naturally, the spring is still in the hands of this drunken ghost. We must not give up halfway, otherwise, it would be better whether it is my Ten Thousand Demons' Ancestral Court or your corpse abandoned leader."

Hearing this, Zhang Fan's expression suddenly changed. Finally, he confirmed the news about the Natural Spring.

"The Taoist who died of drunkenness is a good method. He can actually control the natural spring in his hands, and it will be no in vain that Zhang has come all the way to save him."

Just when he was in a good mood, he heard a familiar name in his ears.

"I wonder what happened to Junior Brother Xuechen, why hasn't arrived yet?"

The Tianzi Zhenren also squeezed out a look of worry on his stiff face, which seemed to have not changed for thousands of years, and then said: "When he was sending a message before, he said that he was still practicing meditation and practiced. He came in a few days. For some reason, it was delayed until this time. Unfortunately, this Qianshan Yunmeng was too weird to convey the message, and it was rare to be true."

"I see!"

Hearing this, Zhang Fan suddenly realized why Xue Chen Zhenren was still staying at Hongyunpo even though he knew something had happened in the Natural Spring and locked his target. It turned out that it was because of this.

The practice of the truth mentioned by Tianshi Zhenren must be the scene that Zhang Fan saw in person, the fragrant and dead Shanshan?

"No need to wait for him."

The night wind monster flapped his wings suddenly. The strong wind suddenly rose, and the flames swayed at the mouth of the flames, as if they were about to extinguish, the figure of the Taoist who died of drunkenness in the fire became clearer and clearer.

"We're enough!"

"I'm so drunk that I'm so drunk that I'll ask you again last time, "Do you want to hand over the natural spring water?"

Ye Feng Daxian was stern, and from his tone, he knew that there was no room for a circle.

They chased after a few days and finally blocked the drunk Taoist here, so it was impossible for them to give up halfway.

"Super it. Let your soul dissipate. Otherwise, in the soul-gathering coffin, thousands of years of torture will be your end!"

The real person of Tianzi was also secretly speaking.

The Soul Gathering Coffin is a kind of corpse Taoist magic weapon in their corpse abandonment. It is mainly used to deal with powerful and spiritual corpse refining. However, if it is used to detain the souls of monks and ponder it, it is not a problem. It is a very famous and scary thing to hear about it.

What kind of person is the Taoist who died of drunkenness? He has been spreading all over the world for hundreds of years, and has achieved the Nascent Soul Dao as a casual cultivator and has been involved in various sects. He has never been ignored by others, so he can see his power.

How could such a person be moved by a few words?

But when the flames gathered in the mouth of the flames, they seemed to suddenly appear. All the flames entered the mouth of a person, and at the same time they exposed the figure of the man to everyone's sight.

It is the Taoist who died of drunkenness!

"Hahaha joke!"

As soon as he showed up, the Taoist was drunk and poured it on the sky. He drank the gourd with him like a whale, and threw it out casually. The rich aroma of wine spread, accompanied by his crazy laughter, spread across several miles of land.

"Things that are neither human nor ghosts are the old blind man Ye Feng. And that poisonous turtle with his head shrinkage. If you have the ability, you will kill the old drunkard and let me taste it. What's so great about your corpse abandoning the method of sucking souls and seizing souls."

Standing still and moving in the strong wind, while speaking, the Taoist was drunk and robe, all of his white hair was dancing and flying. The resentment and arrogance, and the heroic spirit of putting life and death outside the world was fully revealed.

"Okay, OK, OK!"

He laughed in anger, and the real man of Tianzi shouted: "You are drunk and Taoist, you are a master of the country. I will give you a face to Tianzi. I will curse you with your own hands later, so that you can know how great my corpse is to abandon the sect!"

The meaning of the stern and murderous aura, even the strong wind, solidified, with only the bone-broken coldness, which spread as the voice of the Heavenly Corpse True Man spread.

Just as the Taoist who died of drunkenness took a deep breath and was about to fight against three, a vaguely familiar voice that seemed to be strolling through the green grass and green space, lingering endless fragrance came from hundreds of feet away.

"Wind and Yunji, the masters showdown, Zhang is also a little itchy. How about adding us two?"

The first word is still hundreds of feet away. When the sound falls, it is already close.

It is Zhang Fan and Fairy Xinglan!

Now that I have watched the show, it is time to show off my skills.

"Tianren Donghua, Fairy Xinglan, haha, we're finally here."

Although he looked like he was looking at death and was as if he was homeless, no one wanted to live. When he saw Zhang Fan and the other two, the Taoist who died of drunkenness was immediately delighted.

"Who are you?"

The completely opposite to the Taoist Drunk Death, there were three of Tianzi Zhenren, and Zhang Fan and the others, and they knew it was awful as soon as they appeared.

Zhang Fan turned a deaf ear to their shouting, but just glanced at them indifferently and said to the drunk Taoist: "Brother Daoist, are you drunk?"

"Hmm? Haha

The Taoist who died of drunkenness was stunned for a moment, then reacted and laughed, "The wine has been gone, but why are you still awake? What can you do?"

"war!"
Chapter completed!
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