"Eighteen Garan?"

Zhang Ling smiled slightly, if you say eighteen garans...... If they can summon eighteen Nyorai Phantoms, I don't think they can defeat them.

"Poof......

Everyone was speechless, eighteen virtual shadows, what should you be like this? You can summon if you want to, why don't you go to heaven?

Eighteen Garan heard Zhang Ling's words, and was also speechless, and recited a sentence of "Amitabha".

Yang Jian said: "You haven't broken through in your cultivation yet?" Nine drops of phoenix true blood should be enough for you to break through to the realm of the Immortal Lord, right? ”

Yang Jian hadn't tried to break through the domain master here, after all, when they came in, they were all shocking in strength.

Yang Guo shook his head and said: "The Immortal Lord Realm is not in a hurry, although my realm has not broken through, but my strength has increased too much, and the physical strength seems to have reached the extreme realm of the Department Lord Realm." ”

Yang Jian also nodded and said, "Well, that's not bad." We don't know if you really break through the Immortal Lord Realm, whether you will be suppressed by this space, but now, you can try Chaos Storm. ”

At the mention of Chaos Storm, Zhang Ling was slightly stunned. I never thought that I would stay in such a place for fifty years. He would not have thought that he would cultivate for so long after retreating and cultivating one day, and he was very anxious in his heart. According to his original agreement with the dragon and phoenix dance, he will go back as much as possible within a hundred years, if he can't get out of this winterless world this time, I'm afraid he will really not be able to get out in a short time.

The world of Neverwinter is not big, it is more than 80 million kilometers of territory, there are mountains, waters, forests, and negligible energy, life is enough, but if you want to make a breakthrough here, it is simply wishful thinking.

Moreover, the territory of the Neverwinter World is very strange, it is like a square box, in the northwest and east directions, there are boundaries. It was a fog, and it wasn't like a thing to walk into, it was more like a mirror, like the entrance to the Winterless World, and no matter which way you entered, you would come out again. Of course, there were people who actually walked in, and there were a total of three people who had entered the fog.

Zhu Bajie, this is almost the bottom of the legend, but according to Long Qian, its strength is unfathomable, a force of Xuangong, the gods of punishment in the heavens, the nine-toothed nail rake, it is rumored to have the addition of Xuanhuang gas, and its power is more terrifying than the rumored golden hoop stick.

He had walked into the mist, but when he came out, he was turned into a dry skeleton, and if it weren't for the fact that this guy was too vigorous, he would have almost died. And it is said that the old pig was originally second only to Yang Jian in the Winterless World, and it was not as strong as it was.

And the other person is Yang Jian.

This guy uses the eye of the sky, the eye of the sky is ninefold, to investigate the void and break the forbidden nothingness. However, Yang Jian wandered in the fog for three days and three nights, and when he finally came out, his third eye was almost broken.

The other is Zhang Ling's sixth senior brother Han Yu, Han Yu is a relatively calm and taciturn person, but this is because of his race. His race and humans really want Han Woo to come from a race called the undead. It is said that at the time of the extinction of the clan, he was the only one who ascended to heaven. And Han Yu has a strange ability that others envy and envy - immortality.

Unlike the strong who can recover with their strength after being killed, the immortal body is the immortal body, and they are not afraid of any physical tribulation, because as long as the soul is not destroyed, the body is not destroyed, which is an extremely terrifying and strange talent.

But Han Yu had only entered the mist for less than an hour before he walked out, and at that time, his three souls and seven spirits were almost dissipating. It was Yang Jian who took action and captured his soul, which allowed him to survive. So in the face of the fog, everyone's thinking is that it is a forbidden place, and it is not easy to enter. On the other hand, the Chaos Storm seemed to be a road that had been deliberately flowed out, and everyone could feel that behind the Sea of Storms, there was something that attracted them extremely much.

"Master, I'm going to Chaos Storm."

Yehime's body trembled slightly, then nodded and said, "Okay....... But if you can't do it, you must give up. ”

Yahime is a gentle woman, and he really treats these brothers as his own children. She knew that Zhang Ling was likely to die if he went. Because Zhang Ling is not a big turtle, not azure, not eighteen garan. When they enter the Chaos Storm, they may not be able to go far at all, but Zhang Ling is different, one person has gathered the heads of three families, plus himself, I am afraid that both his physical body and strength have reached an extremely terrifying realm, so he is likely to go far away, and the people who are far away will not be able to rescue him at all.

Yang Jian found Yang Guo.

"You don't have a natal weapon?"

"Natal weapon?"

Zhang Ling shook his head and said, "Is there a mysterious and special place about the natal weapon?" ”

Yang Jian said lightly: "Everyone has their own most suitable natal weapon, this weapon will be in line with your heart, what you refer to, is where it comes from." If you die, your natal weapon will collapse. If the natal weapon breaks, you won't, but you will be badly wounded...... However, once you have the Natal Weapon to protect you, your strength will be multiplied, and the benefits will be many. I suggest you sacrifice your own natal weapon before going to Chaos Storm. ”

"If I die, the weapon will collapse?"

Zhang Ling suddenly felt a pause in his heart, and then he remembered in surprise what Duoduo had said when he first handed over the Divine Tree of Creation to him on Earth. She once said that if she died, the Tree of Creation would die with her, and if the Tree of Creation died, she would also die......

Zhang Ling suddenly smiled and said, "Senior Yang Jian, I'm afraid I already have my own natal weapon." ”

"Huh? What is it? Juque? ”

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, but he shook his head when he thought about it, Juque's spirituality had not been developed by Zhang Ling, and it was impossible for him to become Zhang Ling's natal weapon. And with Zhang Ling's ability, I'm afraid that he won't be able to drive Juque to directly become his natal weapon, right?

Zhang Ling smiled bitterly: "It's not Juque, it's a tree......"

Yang Jian was surprised: "Is it a tree that even a true phoenix can suppress?" ”

Seeing Zhang Ling nodding, Yang Jian suddenly realized: "Well, then I don't have to worry about anything for you." I don't know what kind of tree it is, but it's powerful. Except that it can't be used as a weapon, everything else is ........"

I don't know why, when Yang Jian heard that Zhang Ling's natal weapon was a tree, the whole person was a lot more relieved. Think about it, one of the three saints of the West, Guanzi Bodhisattva, that is, the legendary Guanyin Master, her natal magic weapon is not a jade bottle, but a six-branch, but the willow branch has also been able to conquer the heavens and bring down the rain.

After trying for three days in a row, Zhang Ling unexpectedly found that the Divine Tree of Creation was in a special state, and it did not grow taller or wither, but there were strange scenes on the branches and leaves, and he could even see the evolution of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and the changes of the sun, moon and stars. It's a pity that all of this is illusory, and the Divine Tree of Creation doesn't seem to have time to deal with him now.

this day.

Zhang Ling decides to go to Chaos Storm.

"Hahaha...... Zhang Ling boy, I'll give you a ride. ”

The big turtle didn't know where to go, and at the moment his turtle shell was colorful and dazzling, and it was not a serious turtle at first glance.

"Amitabha, I'll wait for eighteen people to give Zhang Ling a ride."

The eighteen garans all stood up, and their bodies were engraved with some kind of golden Xuanao Sanskrit, Yang Guo couldn't understand it, but the words were so mysterious that he had to face them, these eighteen people were by no means simple.

"Little junior brother, senior brother is here to give you a ride."

Azure came, with an indomitable pride.

"Whew...... Zhang Ling, the old pig is here to cheer you on. ”

"Brother-in-law, I'm here to cheer you on."

"Zhang Ling, Nezha will cheer you on."

"Ling'er, my sister is here to cheer you on."

"Little junior brother, senior sister is here to cheer you on."

......

The legendary immortals came one after another, and the brothers and sisters came. At this moment, Zhang Ling's heart was mixed, this was no longer his own business, it contained too many expectations, and he vaguely felt that this had become the only expectation of these people.

"Good...... Please come with me. ”

Zhang Ling was arrogant and bowed his hands to everyone, very solemn.

The next moment, he stepped into the clouds, one thousand miles in a step, and walked sideways.

Behind Zhang Ling, all the immortals and gods stepped into the clouds one after another, and for a while, the posture was complete, and the gods were flying, and the sky was full of endless fairy light, which was wonderful and unparalleled. No wonder the legend says that the gods travel, such as the clouds, all kinds of auspicious appearances.

When Zhang Ling came to the Sea of Chaos Storm, he was shocked at the first time. The sky is far away, at first it was just an insignificant wind, and then it turned into a terrible storm, and in the end, there was a chance of Gangfeng in the storm, if it was an existence under the realm of the main system, not to mention the edge of the chaos storm, it would be extremely difficult to even go to the "Gangfeng". This is not an ordinary gangfeng, it is already comparable to a "weak wind", which can blow away flesh and blood and blow out the soul!

However, none of the more than 600 people here stopped, and they all surrounded Zhang Ling and walked forward.

Zhang Ling also deliberately planned to test his strength, he went against the wind and rushed directly with his body.

"Smack-"

Gangfeng collided with his body and suddenly dissipated, but Zhang Ling suddenly stopped. He shook his head slightly, this Gangfeng was still too weak, and there was no possibility of even hurting himself.

"Boy Zhang Ling, don't try here again. Even if you get to the edge of the Chaos Storm, it's just some Gang Wind. But once you step into the Chaos Storm, the terrifying power is probably multiplied a hundredfold, and it will only be useful to try again when you get there. ”

The big turtle also stared at Gangfeng, but whenever Gangfeng touched his turtle shell, it didn't even react, and the faint multicolored light on the turtle shell basically ignored these so-called Gangfeng.

"Look, it's here."

Yang Jian stepped to Zhang Ling's side and pointed ahead, like a place like a canopy.

Zhang Ling couldn't help but gasp, if he was in the midst of the wind and waves now, where would it be a real chaotic storm ocean. It was pitch black, and from time to time thunder landed in it, except for the thunder, which wind directly gathered into a tornado like a swimming dragon surging in the heavens and the earth.

Ye Ji and Zhang Ling's seven senior brothers all stepped forward in one step.

Ye Ji said with a look of pity: "Ling'er, be very careful...... If you encounter a problem, try to return it as much as possible, and don't take risks. ”

"Whew-"

I only heard a loud shout, a burly pig, thousands of feet high, he held a nail rake in his hand, and drank: "Zhang Ling boy, the old pig will open the way for you......"