"In the palm of your hand?"

"Good name!"

The ancestor of Northern Xinjiang was stunned, as if the face carved out of stone showed a wry smile on his face, and shook his head and said: "I don't know what kind of great power is in that sleeve, I can't wait to see it......"

"Hundreds of thousands of years of cultivation, countless days and nights of silence, what is it for? What can I do?"

"Providence, providence, Ancestor, I have been lonely for hundreds of thousands of years, and the first time I made a move, I ended up like this, and I was defeated in a magical power created casually, why is this?"

A hundred years of loneliness can be described as sad, hundreds of thousands of years of hard work, but ushered in such a day, which is no longer the word "sad", can be described.

"Magical powers?"

Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled, but he didn't say anything, and there was no need to say anything.

In the eyes of others, the supernatural power that doesn't even have a name is naturally created casually, and it is useless to argue.

It is impossible for Zhang Fan to explain, that bronze tripod luck, has its own supernatural brand; it is impossible to say that it is impossible to explicitly say that he used the mixed yuan ball as a guide to borrow the supreme opportunity to realize the universality of Buddhism in the previous life**; it is impossible to say in detail that he borrowed the great wish technique of descending into the world, and re-enacted the scene of Shakyamuni's incarnation, leading the Buddha to practice, and cultivating the supreme method; it is impossible to elaborate on the action of turning the palm and pushing it horizontally, and the Qiankun in the palm of the hand, there is the Buddha Gate ** in the palm of the Buddha's country, there is the Yuan Shen relying on the Eastern Emperor Realm, and there is the magic of luck to break the evil golden seal............ Since it is not clear and the way is not clear, it is better to be silent than a thousand words.

In this world, in heaven and on earth, who can force him?

After all, all of this can only be hidden deep in the heart, and sleep together with the ecstasy of enlightenment.

No one even knows that the two supreme supernatural powers he used to defeat the Northern Xinjiang Ancestor are just the tip of the iceberg after his understanding of the past and his rapid progress...... "Northern Xinjiang Ancestor, Zhang knows where you come from." ”

After a deep groan, Zhang Fan played with a gossip money in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "Most of the relics of the first stone man clan in the ancient world have been transformed, and it can be said that it is the son of a stone man clan who has opened the world, and has taken up most of the luck of the stone man clan. ”

"From the primeval dormancy to the present, I don't know how many thousands of years of penance have been cultivated before I found this opportunity and fought to the death. ”

"From the perspective of the Shiren clan, from the perspective of the alien races in northern Xinjiang, you are indeed a hero, and the title of the ancestor of northern Xinjiang is well deserved. ”

Zhang Fan's deep voice echoed in the heavens and the earth, and millions of immortals fell into an indescribable situation.

This ancestor of Northern Xinjiang is indeed a tragic figure, and his life experience is extremely thin and sad to the limit.

When he was born, the demon god dominated the world, sat on the heavenly court, suppressed the wilderness, and was unmatched; when he was long, the human race had great luck, and there were countless strong people, dominating the world and the world, and he dared not obey; when he was strong, he found a rare opportunity in 10,000 years, and he met Zhang Fan with all his might............ This kind of saying, as long as millions of immortals think about it in their hearts, they will shudder, no wonder the ancestors of Northern Xinjiang are so crazy when they see that there is no hope of victory, if they are replaced by others, I am afraid that they will have gone crazy in these countless years of loneliness.

"Donghua Daojun, the ancestor is underestimated by you, I thought that the world is big, no one can know the roots of the ancestor and me, I don't want you to know, I want to have a heavenly machine to calculate the great power, tracing back to the source, right?"

The ancestor of Northern Xinjiang didn't mean to wait for Zhang Fan's answer at all, after this battle, Zhang Fan's supernatural powers were invincible, and they emerged endlessly, which had already made him numb, and even his mind to explore was light.

"I shouldn't have come. ”

"If you wait for tens of thousands of years or even hundreds of thousands of years, there will be no more characters like you in the world, there will be no Optimus Pillar in the human race, and the ancestor will be born again, and the result will be ......"

Before the Northern Xinjiang Ancestor finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Fan: "The result is still the same!"

"No matter how many tens of thousands of years later, no matter whether this seat is there or not, you look at these millions of immortals, these are all seeds, and they are all the luck of my human race. ”

"When your Northern Frontier Ancestor is born, you can't escape the result of defeat. ”

Zhang Fan's words, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, shocked many immortal cultivators, and an indescribable excitement surged in their hearts, surging almost unstoppable, and they wished that the ancestor of Northern Xinjiang would really come tens of thousands of years late and be the one who turned the tide.

"Northern Xinjiang Ancestor, do you have anything to say?"

Zhang Fan's voice carried an indescribable drift, and there was a kind of solemnity hidden in it.

Listen to it, so everyone understands that he is already going to kill him.

When the ancestor of Northern Xinjiang was trapped by Zhang Fan in the palm of his hand, his ending was already doomed.

The last sigh of the ancestor of Northern Xinjiang is not untouching, he has waited for hundreds of thousands of years for a clan, and even a glimmer of life for the clans in Northern Xinjiang, which is enough to make people admire, but so what?

No matter how great the ancestor of Northern Xinjiang is, no matter how admirable he is, he is also the hero of other clans, and the enemy of my clan, he can be killed and then quickly.

"What else do I have to say?"

"Hahahaha~~ I was born with a stone man's spiritual chaos, so the spiritual chaos is, why give birth to me Qingming, and suffer from this boundless suffering?"

"Everyone raises a son to be wise, and I have been mistaken by being clever all my life, but I hope that the child will be foolish and reckless, and there will be no disaster and no trouble to leave his surname and life..."

The ancestor of the Northern Xinjiang, the outlier of the stone human race, the rebel of this weak race, came to the end with a chant, I hope that the future generations of the clan will be chaotic, and there will be no such wisdom as him, who can be free of disasters and difficulties, and will not compete with the human race, but only want to keep his surname.

“...... I hope that the child will be foolish and reckless, and leave his surname without disaster or difficulty......"

In the desolate chanting, Zhang Fan's palm turned over and suddenly fell downward.

"Boom~~~"

With a loud bang, Zhang Fan's palm was like a bubble in the world, and it was shattered under his palm, replaced by a huge shadow, enveloping the earth.

The entire world suddenly fell into darkness, and the terrifying wind pressure made millions of immortals almost untenable.

The sound of air explosions fell from the sky, and with the loud noise, the shadow that shrouded the earth continued to shrink, and when I looked up, I could see a huge mountain, in the shape of five fingers upside down, smashing down to the earth.

Vaguely, it can be seen that under the high mountain, there is a giant holding the mountain with both hands, and his feet are facing the void, and he is crushed by life.

"Boom!"

There was another loud bang, the five-fingered mountain took root in the earth, the giant suppressed it, and a terrifying concussive force followed the Qinzhou leyline and spread far to Kyushu.

The mountains trembled incessantly, and the earth trembled, and in a trance, it seemed that a giant could be heard roaring, if he wanted to overturn the mountain and climb out of the abyss.

"Town!"

Facing the dying struggle of this Northern Xinjiang ancestor, Zhang Fan was expressionless and drank softly.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that on the five-finger mountain, a huge stone turned up, like a lying cow on the ground, and the word on it was shining with golden light, which was the word "town".

As soon as this word was completed, the huge mountain sank several zhang into the earth, the faint shaking, the boulder that rolled down, all gone, as if the giant who supported the sky, finally exhausted the last strength, was suppressed.

"Everyone has a son who wants to be wise...... I've been mistaken for my whole life by being smart...... I wish the child was foolish and reckless...... No disaster, no difficulty, leave your surname alive..."

At this time, the desolate chanting voice was still vaguely echoing in the ears of millions of immortals, and I don't know if it was coming from the ground or the echo in my mind.

"Decree the world: In the past, there was an ancestor in northern Xinjiang, who was stubborn and ineffective, and was suppressed by Zhang for millions of years under the Lianyun Mountains, thinking that it was a pillar stone to support the leylines of Qinzhou and solidify the Lianyun Mountains to compensate for his mistakes. ”

"Make it clear to the world: Zhang is not dead, his suppression cannot be broken, cannot be removed, there is no way to release, and there is no solution!"

"I thought that the world was alien, and the latecomers warned!"

Zhang Fan's voice spread far away, and the disciples of the law minister responded respectfully, sending orders to the world and clearly indicating the universe.

This suppression is Zhang Fan's joint suppression with the magic power of the golden seal of evil spirits in the palm of his hand, communicating with the world, and relying on his own luck, just as he said, his body will not die, and the suppression cannot be broken.

At this time, under the power of Zhang Fan to suppress the Northern Xinjiang Ancestor with such a fierce backlash, no one even had the slightest doubt about this sentence in their hearts.

Millions of years of repression!

The status of the protagonist of the human race in heaven and earth, and the treatment of luck, are obtained through the suppression and extermination of heroes of different races.

Zhang Fan's move is tantamount to repeating what the Terran has done in the past.

And rightfully so, there is no doubt about it!

After doing this, Zhang Fan let out a long breath, but instead of sitting down to preach, he raised his eyes and was full of light.

The momentum on his body did not dissipate with the suppression of the ancestor of the Northern Xinjiang, on the contrary, he suppressed the alien race like the heroic predecessor of the human race, sought a place for the human race to recuperate, and cultivated the luck of the sole dignity...... All this made the momentum on his body climb incessantly, and every moment was an unprecedented peak.

"Fellow Daoist, you came with the ancestor of Northern Xinjiang, and you have been watching it for a long time, but now that the dust has settled, why did you hesitate to see it?"

As soon as Zhang Fan shouted, the mountains responded violently, the wind tried its best to spread, and the four words "miserliness at first sight" were even more thunderous, rolling and exploding in the void.

"Anyone else?"

Millions of immortals breathed a sigh of relief, and they were immediately stunned, and hurriedly followed Zhang Fan's gaze.

I saw that above the nine heavens, where the sound and waves echoed, the sky was cloudless, there were no flying birds, and under the impact of the previous war, it was empty, where was there anyone?

No one doubts Zhang Fan's words, but he doubts his own eyes, and he can't see the real person?

"Hahahaha~~~"

"I didn't expect this seat to chase this ancestor of the northern frontier, and I didn't find an opportunity to kill it, but I saw the majesty of the sect, and this trip was worthwhile. ”

"A generation of new people replace the old, where Donghua Daojun is, we are old, we should also avoid its edge, and abandon the sincere words!"

A tall and thin old man suddenly appeared in the void, volleying down step by step, with a smile on his face.

"The sect is rising?"

These four words entered his ears, and Candle Jiuxiao echoed in Zhang Fan's mind, and his brows suddenly wrinkled.

"Who the hell is this?"

(To be continued)