Zhang Yuan was relieved when he saw that Hongguang could automatically resist external attacks, and dragged Fan Tong to persuade: "Let's go, let's go, these two people are very fierce, it's better to avoid their sharpness." ”

Fan Tong was first shocked by the spell, and his eyes showed some fear, it seemed that he was not a foolish person, but the inexplicable confidence made him immediately angry, his thick arms lifted Zhang Yuan's drag, and his face was swollen and scolded: "What are you doing? What are you doing......? ”

Zhang Yuandeng, who was in the center of the whirlpool, was speechless, and saw that this fat man kept rushing out a series of foul language, scolding the ancestor of the palace family to the point that one Buddha ascended to heaven and two Buddhas were born, and said with a blue face: "Rats, think you can be safe and sound by hiding inside?"

As he spoke, his right hand clenched in front of his chest, a blazing electric light appeared out of thin air, and it grew bigger and bigger, turning into an oval-shaped portal.

"Absolutely!"

With a broken drink, the light gate flew out of the hands of the ancestor of the palace family, cutting off the rainbow light that shot from above the bow of the ship, Fan Tong suddenly felt empty under his feet, and was about to fall from mid-air, but was grabbed by Zhang Yuan, and his fat face turned pale with horror.

"Scold, keep scolding. ”

The ancestor of the palace family smiled cruelly, approaching step by step, with a cat and mouse banter on his face.

Zhang Yuan dragged the fat man behind him and said with a smile: "Senior, what is there to worry about with mortals, why don't you go back to the topic just now?"

"Get out of here!" the ancestor of the Gong family snorted coldly, not looking at him.

At this time, it is difficult for him to torture Zhang Yuan, is it possible that he can't do anything with this fat man who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead?

Fan Tong took a deep breath, tore open his broken throat, and shouted with his head tilted to the sky: "Old Ancestor!! Hey, Old Ancestor, your poor descendant is about to be trampled on the top of his head! If you can't see it, hurry up and show your spirit!!"

The ancestor of the Gong family was stunned, and couldn't help but stop and look at him like a fool.

Only Zhang Yuan on the side, with a strange look on his face, seemed to be smiling but not smiling, with a hint of thoughtfulness in his eyes.

Sure enough, this rampant fat man has a backer.

I only heard the fat man beat his chest again and shouted, "Ancestor...... If you don't come again, but no one will help you renew the incense, my old Fan family will have to become extinct!"

The ancestor of the Gong family was made so disgusted by this crazy mortal that he completely lost his patience, and instantly sent out a blue-gold blade of light and slashed towards Fan Tong.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of the fat man, raised his big sleeves and waved it gently, and put the light blade that implied a terrifying power into his cuffs, like a mud cow entering the sea.

A seemingly ordinary young man dressed in a black Taoist robe suddenly appeared in front of Fan Tong and said warmly: "Why would Daoist friends do this to a mortal? ”

Seeing that the other party easily defused his own killing move, the face of the ancestor of the Gong family trembled, knowing that the cultivation of this person in front of him had stabilized himself, he couldn't help but glance back at the Cihang Sect Master, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

The young monk's smile remained unchanged, he stepped forward, folded his hands and said, "Old man Cijiong, I have seen Taoist friends from afar. This palace Taoist friend was also in a hurry, so he made a heavy hand, but fortunately, it did not cause irreparable consequences, and I ask the Taoist friend to forgive me. ”

The black-robed young man nodded and said politely, "It's easy to say." Our sect is recruiting people, if the two of you have nothing important, you might as well go to the boat to see one or two, I don't know what to do?"

Cijiong smiled and said: "Thank you for your kindness, it's just that the poor monk is far away from the sect, and he has important tasks, so he can't delay for a moment, but he has a reluctant request, and I ask Your Excellency to fulfill it." ”

The black-robed young man frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Isn't Daoist still unwilling to let go of me, a junior bloodline?"

When Fan Tong heard this, his eyes widened, and he subconsciously wanted to scold, but fortunately, he also knew that the situation was not right now, so he endured it.

Cijiong hurriedly said: "Where is it, this matter has nothing to do with him, I waited to come, it is really for this little friend who builds the foundation, because it is related to the inheritance of the sect, it is very important, so I have to disturb the major affairs of your sect, and I ask for forgiveness from Daoyou." ”

"I see. The black-robed young man glanced at Zhang Yuan, and saw that this son was indeed a foundation building cultivator, and such a monk with his own cultivation, whether it was a casual cultivation or a detachment from another sect, was not in the sect's enrollment plan, so he nodded, and was about to agree to the other party's request, but suddenly thought of the matter that the people from Fang Caimen came to report, and he was shocked in his heart, and looked at Zhang Yuan again, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes......

Seeing that he was about to sell Zhang Yuan, Fan Tong said angrily: "Hey, you won't really be my ancestor, right? ”

The black-robed young man smiled slightly, seemingly ignoring Fan Tong's rudeness, and pushed the boat down the river at the moment, and said to Cijiong embarrassed: "Since this son has set foot on the Hongqiao and complied with the rules of our sect, he is a disciple of the Yandao Sect, and he must return to the sect and not be left behind." ”

Cijiong's expression was pale, knowing that what they said was not easy or easier, so he didn't say anything more at the moment, and decided to use force to collide to decide Zhang Yuan's stay or not!

"The bitter sea is boundless, and turning back is the shore!"

With the recitation of a Buddha's name, a Buddha with boundless blood on his back and an infinite sadness on his face rises, which is very inconsistent with the worldly face with compassion and auspicious clouds.

"Yuan Ying projection. The black-robed young man sighed softly: "As soon as you come, you will use the trick of pressing the bottom of the box, why is it so painful for Daoyou!"

The Yuan Infant Projection is a sign that appears on the divine power when the Yuan Infant Peak level monk is about to break through the Transformation God Realm. Yuan Ying is reborn from Jindan, and Yuan Ying projection is a manifestation of the gods, it contains the essence of a body of cultivation, comparable to a powerful magic weapon, and it is the biggest killing move under the monks of the God Realm.

And often when this trick is used, it proves that it is a critical moment that requires a move to determine the winner.

Cijiong's move not only showed Dao Yanzong's determination not to give up without Zhang Yuan, but also united with the ancestors of the palace family to force the black-robed young man to abandon all kinds of magic weapons and secret techniques, and also used the Yuanying projection to determine the outcome of one move!

Otherwise, if it drags on for a long time, do you know if there is a second great monk on this giant ship who will show up to intervene?

Sure enough, the ancestor of the palace family also moved, he was also the peak cultivation of Yuanying, and a golden palace phantom emerged from behind, with the unique magnificent aura of the magic weapon.

This palace magic weapon is the core of the palace inheritance and the source of this surname!

The two primordial infant projections almost stood up to the sky, causing many mortals on the dock to retreat in surprise, carrying all kinds of mysterious and majestic terrifying powers!