The little fart ancestor seemed to have found a backer, and ran behind the girl. Pointing at Zhang Fan, he said, "He always beats me!"

Zhang Fan was speechless, although he looked like a young child, his real age was more than a thousand years old, and he was so faceless and skinless, but if he thought about it carefully, if this girl was really the Holy Spirit, her age might be millions of years old, and the human race might not have appeared at that time.

The girl held the little kid ancestor close to the house and said to Zhang Fan: "You are a bad person, you are not allowed to enter the house!"

Zhang Fan raised his hand and said as if to forgive: "Okay.. I don't go into the house!"

The little fart ancestor grimaced at Zhang Fan, making him thunderous. But he didn't dare to attack, and sat depressed in the courtyard, and the whirlwind of the red hat was blowing, threatening to uproot the wall built of wood. Zhang Fan was terrified, and he was really afraid that the wooden wall would not be able to resist the collapse. In the second half of the night, Zhang Fan dozed off on the stone table, feeling someone tap him on the shoulder.

Raising his head in a daze, he saw an old man in high spirits with an amiable smile: "Young man!"

"Ahh Zhang Fan's brain woke up in an instant, and he looked at the old man in shock, and the old man raised a finger, "Don't be afraid, I'm the old man of Heimu!"

Zhang Fan's eyes were dizzy, wasn't he sitting? This is a saint-level master, and it can be said that he is a living legend.

"Don't be afraid, I'm already dead... This is a thought I left in the sculpture!"

Zhang Fan felt even more incredible, the divine thought could indeed be stored in external objects, but even if it was a divine thought like him with a pure Five Elements Yuan God, it could only exist outside for three days. And the old man Kuroki has been sitting for four years, and his divine thoughts have existed for four years.

"Don't be surprised, these sculptures are made of god-guarding wood, which can seal the divine thoughts for a long time. There's something very interesting about you that attracts me!"

Could it be that Uncle Guang was discovered by him? The old man Kuroki smiled: "Young man, don't be wary of me, I'm already dead, can it still be bad for you?" I do feel the familiar breath before it comes out, otherwise I can't afford to waste time!"

Zhang Fan said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry senior, I don't know what you said is familiar?"

The old man Kuroki thought about it, he was just a divine thought, and he didn't inherit many of the memories of the body, so he couldn't remember what kind of breath it was at this time, and after being stunned for a while, he suddenly walked through the wooden house, and when he came out again, there was a blood-red silk scarf in his hand, Zhang Fanteng stood up, and it turned out to be a corner of the Wang Qi.

"This is it," said the old man Kuroki.

Zhang Fan took out his own corner, although it belongs to the same flag, but these two pieces can not coincide, Zhang Fan thought about it and used Wansheng's hand to deduce the king flag, his current strength is enough to deduce half of the flag of the king flag, the piece in the hand of the old man in the black wood is the left corner, and there is a gap in the middle of the piece in Zhang Fan's hand.

"Oh, it's this!" Old Man Kuroki nodded, "I remember the origin of this thing, but I can't remember it clearly, since you have it, I'll give it to you!"

Zhang Fan's arms were trembling, he had seen the power of the Wang Qi with his own eyes, it was definitely the best among the royal weapons, and he hurriedly took the corner of the flag with both hands, and then looked up The old man was gone. He is just a divine thought, and even if he stays in the Guardian Divine Tree, he will gradually die, and when exposed to the air, he will disappear even faster.

The girl rubbed her eyes and ran out: "Master, I see you!"

When the old man Kuroki went back to the wooden house to get the flag corner, he was captured by the girl, she rushed out, but she didn't see anything again, Zhang Fan smiled: "Miss, you are dreaming!"

"Are you dreaming!" the girl was a little disappointed, looking at the sculptures and murmuring, "Master, I miss you so much!"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but pat her head and said gently, "Okay, let's sleep!"

The girl did not resist Zhang Fan's movements, but said, "Your hands are so warm, the same as Master's." Master said that if a bad person's hands are cold, then you are a good person. But you've eaten the chick! I'm so confused!"

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to say, so she could only send her back to the house with a smile, she looked back and smiled: "Since you are a good person, then go into the house too, it's still quite cold outside!"

Zhang Fan said: "No, I'll watch from the outside!"

"Alright then, don't catch a cold!"

Zhang Fan rubbed his fingers, the girl's residual warmth was still there, his heart was itchy, and then he laughed self-deprecatingly. This girl is as pure as white paper, how can she have the thought of blaspheming her? Hold your shoulders and watch the red-haired hurricane change shape outside the hospital. A pair of cold eyes shone through, looking closely at the sculptures.

Zhang Fan had already discovered it, and nervously held Fang Tian's halberd in his hand: "What kind of monster is that! There is no life, but it feels terrible!"

No one answered him, he began to admire the old man Kuroki, who could live in the forbidden area for thousands of years, and with his great magical powers, he suppressed the forbidden area and did not dare to make trouble, even if he sat for four years, the monsters in the forbidden area were still afraid.

The first saint tens of thousands of years later, Gaidai's peerless ability, did not shine on the mainland, but spent his life suppressing the forbidden area, which is admirable.

At this time, the three sculptures of the old, middle and young lit up with a dim white light, and at the same time, three pillars of light shot out, piercing through the whirlwind and punching out a bloody monster inside.

The monster was hidden in the whirlwind and approached the ancient world, Zhang Fan didn't notice it at all, which made it quietly break in, and the consequences were unimaginable, the old man of Kuroki deserved to be the first person in the ages, even if he died, he would be supernatural. The red thing looked like a human being, but with red fur the length of a palm, lying on the ground like an ape, and at this time it was opening its mouth to show its fangs, and it had no tongue, only the base of the tongue to be exact, which caused it to be unable to speak.

Zhang Fan's heart was shocked, who cut off his tongue? Could it be that there is a master behind the red-haired monster?

"Little guy, are you refining your body?" the old sculpture suddenly sounded, obviously asking Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan nodded: "Yes!"

"Oh, this thing is invulnerable, you can try it!"

"Good!" Zhang Fan became excited. A generation of saints can say this, this is definitely the meaning of preaching, the saint's Taoism, even if Zhang Fan is a Buddha, he has to be moved, and he inserted Fang Tian's halberd on the ground with a fighting spirit, and the three sculptures fell on Zhang Fan: "Go!"

Zhang Fan understood and stepped out of the hospital in one step.

The red-haired whirlwind hit him like crazy, but was blocked by the white light on his body, Zhang Fan lifted the spiritual fluid all over his body, and rushed towards the red-haired monster with his fist.

The monster was like a beast with no intelligence, and killed people when they saw them. Pounced on Zhang Fan. One person and one monster collided together, Zhang Fan suffered a big loss just after fighting, he had never encountered such a hard thing, he slapped it with all his strength, and he didn't shake it at all, but was smashed in the heart by a punch, and he almost fainted in pain.

He walked back and breathed to stabilize his body. Hand-to-hand combat is particularly thrilling, and the slightest carelessness will lead to a catastrophe. Don't dare to be careless anymore and use the strongest force.

His skin was shrouded in jade light, like a pearl that fell into the darkness to release this light, and he swung his fist, like a divine dragon going out to sea, and his majesty was terrifying to the point of madness.

Snap, a punch hit the red-haired monster on the head, even if this head was comparable to fine iron, it was also dented at this time.

The red-haired monster flew upside down for more than 30 feet, smashing a lot of ancient trees along the way, and its head was deflated, but it still didn't die, and pulled up a huge tree and swept over. Zhang Fan is as steady as Mount Tai and does not dodge or dodge, and releases his physical power to his heart's content.

The supreme power of the brute dragon blew out, and the giant tree that swept away turned into gray smoke, and as the gray smoke trembled, Zhang Fan rushed out with his fist and smashed the chest of the red-haired monster.