Waving his sleeves like clouds and breathing like wind. Looking at the mountain in front of him that appeared out of thin air, Zhang Fan breathed a long sigh and relaxed.,

If you talk about playing with an ancient powerful man like the Taoist of the Corpse, even if you take advantage of the situation and take advantage of the situation, it will not be an easy task. It can even be said to be gambling!

The bet is the lives of the three of them.

In fact, the winner is just between the front line.

Just after turning his palms into the mountain, igniting the qi of 100,000 mountain trees and suppressing them. After less than three breaths, the entire mountain suddenly trembled violently, washing like a mud-footed giant, trying to rise up from the ground with difficulty.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The extremely dull roar came from the mountains, through the soil and rock layers behind Wubian. It still revealed the unwillingness and anger in it.

“Let me out, let me out

The sound gradually became louder. The rich corpse energy also spread out from the bottom of the mountain, like a volcano that could erupt at any time.

Such terrifying power not only shakes the suppressed mountains, but also the land nearby that has not yet calmed down from the orogenic movement, and is also trembling with it.

Three breaths, only three breaths are missing!

The winner has been decided!

If the Taoist Ziqi had recovered this strength three breaths before, how could he be suppressed by Zhang Fan? Now the one who shouted "Let me out" at the top of his lungs was to think that it was Zhang Fan.

At this moment, everything is over. Not to mention Zhang Fan, even the Taoist corpse himself would not think that he could go against the will of heaven and struggle like this. He was just unwilling to do so. He just vented his anger.

The three upper Dharma seals destroy the evil gold seal. The supernatural power of qi and fortune, the third level of power, and under the suppression of 100,000 mountain qi veins, even a true immortal may not be able to break free, let alone a corpse abandoned Taoist.

"sucker Punch".

Zhang Fan smiled and stretched out his hand, pressing the void.

"boom!"

On the mountain peak that suppressed the corpse and abandoned Taoist, there was first a golden light, which was the light of destroying evil; then the flames burned and floated on the surface of the mountain, which was the golden flame of the sun.

These are just manifestations, but the most important thing is that the mountain that seemed a little shaky under the struggle of the Taoist Zicao suddenly condensed, giving the viewer the feeling that it was as if the mountain itself had built a deep earth fire, washed like an iceberg on the sea, and exposed to the outside was just a tip, with its foundation still and could not be shaken by human power.

"You guys who I will come back, wait.

"I'll be back."

The Taoist Ziqi roared unwillingly, almost losing his composure, but this is also his fault. No one has been under the pressure of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Punishment, and after tens of thousands of years, he was suppressed again after less than ten breaths of escape. He would definitely lose his composure a hundred times more than him.

His voice gradually became low, and the huge suppression peak seemed to be as if there was quicksand under it, slowly sinking until it was integrated with the entire earth and no longer distinguished from each other.

Zhang Fan stood in the air, and the strong wind blew, and he did not disturb his hair. He looked down at this scene as if a god had resisted.

After everything was settled, he smiled, as if he was talking to himself, and as if he was saying to the suppressed corpse Taoist at the foot of the mountain: "Zhang will be waiting for you."

"Five hundred years, maybe it will take less than five hundred years, we will see you again!"

"At that time, Zhang may give you a chance to compete fairly."

It is already a shocking thing to be able to take advantage of the situation and suppress the tiger that falls into Pingyang. If this news comes out, I am afraid that few people will believe it in such a huge world.

As for fighting against the Taoist corpse in front, even if he suffered tens of thousands of years, it would be better than he used to be, and it would not be possible in just a few hundred years.

However, when Zhang Fan said this bold statement, his voice was not loud, but he did not deliberately lower it. He had a deep, low, and arrogance that made people subconsciously convinced.

"Well said!"

"If I am old and drunk, I will be lucky enough to live until that day, and I will cheer for Brother Zhang to prove this grand occasion!"

A slightly hoarse voice came from behind Zhang Fan. Without looking back, you know that he was drunk and Fairy Xinglan came.

"I haven't congratulated the real person Donghua for suppressing the corpse and making such an invincible contribution!"

Fairy Xinglan's face looked a little pale, and her delicate lips were particularly bright red. I don't know if it was caused by blood stains or the floating qi and blood.

"My fellow Taoist who died of drunkenness, Fairy Xinglan, if there were no two, how could Zhang concentrate on dealing with this beast? I'm afraid he would have died long ago under the supernatural power of the heavenly eyes.

Zhang Fan said politely, looked at the faces of the two men, and asked worriedly: "Are the two fellow Taoists safe? What is the magical power of the corpse-abandoned monster's heavenly eyes?"

"Excellent".

"If it weren't for the rapid action of fellow Taoist Donghua, he wouldn't have given the corpse-abandoned monster any chance to delay time. I'm afraid, "You won't see the two of us."

When he heard Zhang Fan mention his eyes that day, the Taoist who died of drunkenness was chilling, Fairy Xinglan on the side also showed a lingering expression.

Zhang Fan had already expected this.

The lean Luo Zhu is bigger than Ma, not to mention that the tragic situation between the two of them was heard by him, but in just a few breaths, he could cause "Wu Mu Man to be injured continuously. Such power is really terrifying and terrifying.

"The Eye of Heaven, the cycle of life and death!"

"I have been fighting with the old monster of corpse for a few breaths, and it seems like I have spent hundreds of years between life and death. It's really terrifying!"

The Taoist who died of drunkenness shook his head and sighed. Looking at his appearance, he seemed to be quite stimulating and even drinking had no taste.

"Life and Death Reincarnation?"

Zhang Fan nodded secretly, and couldn't help but be glad that they were blocking behind him. Otherwise, with his strength, he would not be distracted enough. He resisted the magical power of the sky and suppressed the corpse and Taoist.

The so-called divine power of the heavenly eyes is a magical power that has always been extremely special. Ordinary immortals all named it by the word "sky eyes", but they do not know that there are many changes in it, so they cannot be generalized.

As the name suggests, the Heavenly Eye, uses the spiritual consciousness to shake the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and manifests today's eyes in the sky. The power of this magical power lies in the strength of its own spiritual consciousness and the mystery of the magical power given to the Heavenly Eye.

According to the Taoist Drunk Death, the magical power of the old monster of corpse is good at. It is the cycle of life and death, which is somewhat related to the Tao of corpse.

The magical power of the heavenly eyes cannot be cultivated as the Nascent Soul. Those who are not powerful in spiritual consciousness cannot exert their power. Without unique mystery, it will be difficult to form a school of its own. It is both common and rare. It is considered a very special magical method.

"Fellow Daoist Donghua, this mountain is of great significance, I don't know what it is called?"

After all, he was a master of the Nascent Soul level. But when Jiban gasped, the Taoist Zui Di had recovered and pointed to the mountain peak below to suppress the Taoist abandoned below and asked with great interest.

Judging from his meaning, it is quite a bit of a good idea to promote it.

"The palm of the hand is like a mountain. It is like five fingers, so it is called Wu Finger Mountain!"

As Zhang Fan said, a strange smile appeared on his face. As for what he thought of, it was not worth telling to outsiders.

"Five Fingers Mountain?"

"Okay! At the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain, five hundred years of suppression, a five hundred years of agreement, great kindness, should be revealed!"

The Taoist who died of drunkenness did not notice Zhang Fan's strangeness and exclaimed.

"Hahaha"

Speaking of this, the Taoist who died of drunkenness suddenly burst out laughing wildly, "I really didn't expect that the Taoist who was a corpse was defeated by the three of us. It's such a big joke in the world, it's so big joke."

Not only him, but also smiled on his face.

With the strength of the three of them, they were a little reluctant to fight against the contemporary corpse leader under the corpse and Taoist Taoist. Now it was the ants that overturned the elephant and directly suppressed the corpse and Taoist Taoist.

This can only be said that it is time and fate. That old boy should be like this, his luck is extremely weak. Drinking cold water can make his teeth plugged.

When this feat was completed, even Zhang Fan, who resolutely performed, could not believe that it would be so easy. He was almost trying to engrave ten big words "Zhang Fan suppresses the corpse and abandons Taoist here" and use the stone carving skills!

When you calm down, you will naturally not do this without any urgency, just laughing.

“Huh?”

The three of them stood by the wind, looked at Wuzhishan and sighed. The drunk Taoist suddenly felt as if he had discovered something strange, and he was surprised and said.

"Fellow Daoist Donghua. What is this?"

The Taoist drunkard pointed at Zhang Fan's left hand that had been in his sleeve and asked curiously.

After being reminded by him, Fairy Xinglan also looked at him with great interest. He had made a decision in the previous major event and relaxed his vigilance. Only then did he not realize that Zhang Fan had something wrong with his left hand.

"this…"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and slowly stretched out his left hand from his sleeve.

Even though it was covered in the sleeves, the golden red light still shone through the robe, and was noticed by the two of them who died of drunkenness. At this time, they stretched out their hands and immediately seemed to appear as if a small sun emerged out of thin air, with a thousand-foot light shining everywhere.

"This is

The face was full of red light, and the Taoist who died of drunkenness and Fairy Xinglan opened his eyes wide. He looked at the thing in Zhang Fan's palm in disbelief, and suddenly realized that at the last moment, the moment when the evil-breaking golden seal was completely suppressed, what was the flash of red light?

"Holy Crown Crown

In Zhang Fan's hand, the golden red light condensed as the essence, just like a flame burning. At its core, there is a solemn and extremely gorgeous crown, like life. He struggled hard in the golden red flame, and could not escape the control of that palm.

The drunk Taoist swallowed his saliva and said tremblingly: "This is the Holy Crown!"

The previous situation of the evil-breaking gold seal was pressed down, and when the luck was in the battle, the holy crown and ward robes that had been quietly stacked on the side seemed to be alive. They scattered and fought against the evil-breaking gold seal. The Taoist who died of the drunkenness saw it.

Looking at it now, how can you not recognize it?

"No, this ear is not a holy crown."

Zhang Fan raised his hand and shook the Holy Crown wrapped in golden red light, saying:
Chapter completed!