"Calling the wind and rain, calling the wind and calling the rain, this is the fairy art in myths and legends, how can there be such characters in the world?"

"Even if the mighty shore is like me, attracting rain in the desert, and not sacrificing myself to the sky, missing an arm and a broken leg and producing two catties of blood, I will definitely not be able to do it!"

"Where did these two come from?"

The four great ancestors stopped at the same time, staring at the people who came in the wind and rain, and did not dare to be careless at all, just with the ability of this hand to call the wind and rain, they thought that they were ancient gods, Fuxi, red pine nuts and the like were resurrected and rampant in the world.

Nan Fansheng is a pure martial artist, he used to be immortal, he looked like a fairy grandfather, and his weather was exposed.

After Shang Tiange's guidance, he has now returned to his roots, and at first glance he looks like an old farmer, not surprising at all, not showing his edge.

I hadn't seen my apprentice for a long time, and when I saw that he was surrounded by ten immortals, his face was immediately gloomy, causing the people present to suddenly feel depressed, and their emotions were affected by unknown things, and they were inexplicably lost, gloomy, and depressed.

Unconsciously affects the mood of the immortals, and the effect on the nervous system is so fast, I am not happy one second, and you will not be happy the next second, which is terrifying.

When Han Xiaolei and Zhang Wu were together, they were also influenced by him, but Han Xiaolei was just an ordinary person, and she was different from immortals, so she should be affected.

But the scene is full of immortals, and if they want to affect the mood of the immortals, this person's cultivation and temperament are close to gods.

Only the four great ancestors were not affected, but they also felt that the atmosphere was wrong, they glanced at each other, looked at Nan Fansheng carefully, and wanted to see his heels, but they were in the fog and hazy.

"Master!"

Zhang Wu was instantly excited, he hadn't seen Nan Fansheng for a long time, he usually only contacted by phone, and he didn't see a real person, but when he met today, his excitement was beyond words.

Nan Fansheng is like a towering tree, carefully caring for Zhang Wu's little sapling, he grows up, and has always been accompanied by Nan Fansheng, and the master is the sky.

The apprentice was chased and killed, and the master was able to break into the palace in a rage, completely ignoring it, regardless of life and death, forcibly killing the commander, and making an earth-shattering case.

"Boy, we meet again" I don't know when, Tang Shan has walked to Zhang Wu's side, if it weren't for the sound, even the godfather couldn't see his figure clearly, completely integrated with the heavy rain, like an invisible person, the breath was not revealed, even the physical body disappeared, the dragon king, the dragon king!

Those immortals surrounding Zhang Wu, each scalp exploded, only to feel the shade behind them, instinctively retreated, if Tang Shan wanted to kill them, even if ten people went together, they would have to chop melons and cut vegetables and lie to death!

"Uncle Tang!" Zhang Wuhan smiled, remembering that time in the fight for prehistoric ancient corpses, he took advantage of Tangshan.

And when the four great sect ancestors saw this situation, the person who came was actually from the Huangzhou side, and they suddenly felt bad.

&nb hell, their four major religions are united, not to mention a small barren state, the imperial capital can be wiped out, even if all the levy army is dispatched, it is not easy to take them.

But I didn't expect that in such a small broken place, first Dong Baiape, then there were push pillows, and then two immortals who called for wind and rain, when did the super master of the sun and moon merge so worthless?

I thought that this operation would be captured, dealing with a small place in a state, and dispatching the four of them was simply a big fuss about anti-aircraft guns fighting mosquitoes, so they waited for more than ten days, and they didn't use it, thinking about bringing people out to practice and find these natives to practice.

But who knows that life is so fun.

"What do you mean by this, I waited for the request of Zhuang Guzi to take the secret recipe of the dragon's birthday incense, and didn't step on the field where you were waiting, right?" asked the ancestor of Huangling, posing the name of the three dukes.

As soon as they heard this, Dong Baiyu and the others understood the cause and effect.

This is the battle of the dragon chair, Huangzhou is just a small place, but with the secret recipe of the dragon birthday incense used by the palace, the husband is not guilty of his crimes, every time he runs for the Son of Heaven, this place will always suffer, I really don't know how these thousands of years have been spent, and it is really strange, the secret recipe of the dragon birthday incense has not been lost until now.

The person in charge of Huangzhou is Zhao Wouji, Zhang Wu and they can only be regarded as helpers, and at this time he has to speak: "Long Danxiang is only for the Son of Heaven, and Zhuang Guzi is only the third duke, according to the ancestral system, he is not qualified enough." ”

"Master Zhao Meng, whether you are qualified or not, it doesn't matter, it's just strength, even if we return in vain, Zhuang Guzi doesn't want a secret recipe, the prime minister will also look for you, and Winche won't let it go, what do you resist, those who know the times are Junjie, and it is the truth to get rid of the original sin as soon as possible." ”

"There is this secret recipe to have our Huangzhou, this is the belief of all Huangzhou people, it is our insistence, the desert to build a city, if there is no support from the Son of Heaven in the past dynasties, we would have been abolished, or that sentence, the dragon birthday incense is only for the Son of Heaven, Zhuang Guzi wants, wait for him to come back when he becomes the Son of Heaven!"

"If you don't reach the Yellow River, you won't die" Huangling Sect Ancestor didn't say much, but looked at Nan Fansheng, thinking in his heart, until now he didn't see the heels of Tangshan and Master Nan.

To fight or not to fight?

"What will happen if we just go back empty-handed?" Huangling Sect Ancestor secretly transmitted to the other three.

"The consequences are not so good, Zhuang Guzi doesn't dare to do anything to us, but he will be looked down upon by the people of the world, the four great ancestors are dispatched together, and they can't take the land of the next state, it's really ridiculous, and when I go back, I have to cover my face with my ass, and I have no face at all. ”

"Mixed to our level, they are all godancestors, every move represents too many things, there are countless people looking at us, following us, if you want to run, you have to play majestic, you can't run away in embarrassment!"

The chief helmsman inherited the glory of the prehistoric Hongmen, and he wanted to reproduce the glory, and he would never do the things that made the rudder when he saw the wind.

"Then do it, the head has fallen off and there is a big scar, that Xingyi Mennan Fansheng can break into the palace alone, do unprecedented things for his apprentices, and become a banner among our martial artists, admired by the world, and those who want to be his apprentices can be discharged from the imperial capital from the palace, everyone is the sun and the moon, he can do it, we are afraid of a bird, it's a big deal to kick the braids on both legs, and pull a few slaps down!"

Only with this kind of courage can the sect flourish. ”

Yanqing's ancestor foot meat was gnawed by sand ants, and the flesh and blood of the disciples were stripped and worn on his feet, and he was fine at the moment, those flesh and blood have been assimilated and firmly on the bones after this period of time, which is no different from his own, and the dry bones are regenerated, which shows the vitality of people at this level.

Seeing that even the injured Yan Qing is not afraid, what else can the other three sect ancestors say, do it!

And Dong Baiyu and Tui Pillow both looked at Nan Fansheng, wanting to see what magic there was about this person.

To count the legendary figures of the world, in addition to the Son of Heaven, Shang Tiange, crazy monks and other gods, they will belong to Nan Fansheng when they come down.

The method of calling the wind and rain just now was really terrifying, Nan Fansheng obviously hadn't been to the Wasteland, how could he know that the people of the Wasteland were short of water, unless he knew everything, or was about to become a god!