Chapter 1215: The Return (2) The Battle of the Covenant Fifty Years Ago
"Go home!"
As soon as the word is spoken, the steps are settled, and in an instant, the world is changed.
The Eastern Emperor Realm, which had withstood the previous earth-shattering battle and was unscathed, collapsed in an instant with this sound.
Heaven and earth are like a forest garden, and a tree is rooted in the earth, which is the true appearance of the Eastern Emperor Realm. It must be contained in the mustard seeds, and the origin of the Eastern Emperor Realm turned into a golden firelight with the whole body, flew into Zhang Fan's eyebrows, and turned into a golden crow wings pattern.
At this time, what I saw and what I felt was very different from before.
The earth turned into nothingness, the sky dispersed into clouds of smoke, and everyone seemed to fall outside the clouds, passing through the clouds layer by layer, and the changes in front of them were indescribable.
Eastern Emperor Realm, Heavenly Gate Secret Realm, Cloud Realm...... As it is said that the heavens, the end of the world, the changes in the clouds, everything, like a frozen image, flashed in everyone's eyes and minds.
A huge force enveloped the people, and all obstacles were reduced to nothingness, and I don't know whether the heavens and the earth succumbed and retreated under this great force, or the people scattered into invisible particles and walked through all this.
No one has extra thoughts, except for Zhang Fan, everyone seems to have returned from the desert, returning to the south of the spring river and green water, for a while, their eyes are not enough, and their thoughts are sinking deeper.
"Boom~"
With a loud roar, a pillar of light penetrated through the heavens and the earth, connecting the Heavenly Gate Secret Realm, the Cloud Middle Realm, and even the Kyushu of the human world.
I don't know if it's 10,000 years in vain, or if it's like a hundred years in an instant, under the traction of Zhang Fan's unrivaled divine thoughts, the familiar Kyushu world occupies the entire field of vision.
Qinzhou ...... 100,000 Mountains...... Thunder Cliff ...... Fifty years ago, Zhang Fan stepped into the void and shuttled through the clouds, and fifty years later, with the Dacheng Yuan God, the supreme dependence, he still returned here.
In the depths of the void beyond reach, under the obstruction of the spatial barrier that is difficult for divine thoughts to shuttle, the cloud realm is like the sand of the Ganges, and it is far away.
More small than the stars in the sky, more distant, everything that happened in the cloud realm, amazing characters, Yun Hai Yao, Yun Hua, Dancing Love...... They will all be scattered in the wind with the world of the Cloud Realm, which is gradually disappearing, and can only exist in the memories of everyone after that.
At the moment of returning to the world, Zhang Fan's sleeves trembled slightly, and finally he didn't do anything, just sighed in his heart:
Farewell, Clouds in the Realm!
"The world, Kyushu, my uncle, is back. β
As soon as he returned to the land of Kyushu, even if he was in the poor mountains and bad waters of the 100,000 Mountains and Ten Thousand Demon Ancestral Garden, Shutong still couldn't help but feel nostalgic and spoke out suddenly.
If you say that the heart of this wanderer, 10,000 years of separation, even Zhang Fan, who has a lot of concerns in the world of Kyushu, is not as painful as Shutong who was forced to leave Kyushu for countless years before returning.
"Bang~"
For example, Jinpeng spread its wings, carrying a huge mountain across Kyushu and throwing it into the sea, splashing monstrous waves and shocking the sky.
The source of this sound, the rolling air waves, suddenly dispersed, as if a hurricane passed, in the 100,000 mountains I don't know how many trees were destroyed, and a few creatures bent their waists.
The source of this wave of qi is just a few ordinary figures - it is Zhang Fan and others who came out of nowhere.
How powerful they are, the weakest one is also enough to dominate in Kyushu, plus Zhang Fan and Shutong, the two gods and Dao monarchs, their power has not been gathered, as if a stone has stirred up a thousand waves, and the vitality of heaven and earth within a radius of thousands of miles is gathering and worshipping.
Monstrous power, mighty momentum, within a radius of hundreds of miles, but where there is a little cultivation, who does not know that there is a great supernatural power coming, suddenly or panicked, or panicked and fled, if the tiger roars deep in the mountains, the beasts retreat.
Located in the depths of the 100,000 Great Mountains, and ruled by the Ten Thousand Demon Ancestral Court for countless years, it was originally a paradise for demons and spirit beasts, but after the battle fifty years ago, they either fled or perished, and they were empty. After fifty years of recuperation, the Faxiang Sect and other major sects did not have much interest in this place, and there were already signs of a resurgence.
However, as soon as Zhang Fan and the others appeared, they almost repeated the scene of fifty years ago, and the ten thousand demons retreated, not daring to fight, or even daring to look at each other.
The Bird of the Frightened Bow, Mo Nengpei is a strong enemy! The ancestral court of ten thousand demons in the past, the 100,000 mountains in the forbidden area of human beings, do not live up to their name!
"Huh!"
At this moment, a panic came from afar, from far and near, and came quickly.
Going against the trend and frustrating the edge was the most eye-catching move, and in an instant, including those demons who were panicked and avoided like a lost dog, they all focused their attention on the owner of the voice.
"How is that possible?!"
"How many years has it been?"
"How can you become a god???
"Fa Xiangzong, Zhang ~~Fan~~"
There was a strange sound of gold and iron clashing in the hoarseness, a voice that was extremely difficult to hear, and it was almost not human, and it came into everyone's ears.
Shutong and the others all looked awe-inspiring and secretly vigilant. Those who dare to show up at this time when everyone is at their peak and know Zhang Fan's identity can't be easy to match.
Especially Shutong, he couldn't have imagined that besides Zhang Fan, there would be such a powerful person in this human world?!
Unlike them, when this voice came, Zhang Fan's expression only moved slightly, and then calmed down, as if he was not surprised at all, as if he had expected it.
With the sound coming, a fierce and cool breath instantly enveloped the entire world, which was a scorching summer, and suddenly there was a cold winter.
Before the words fell, a figure with a golden light jumped over the fallen trees in a circle and appeared in front of everyone.
"Sure enough, it's you!"
Zhang Fan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and pointed lightly on the ground, and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, how can you talk without tea and wine?"
"Please be seated. β
His supernatural mana, after the transformation of the Yuan Shen Dacheng, has long reached the incredible realm, but with a finger in his hand, there is no smoke and fireworks, but everyone's feet have changed greatly.
Finger into steel, this is humus cascading black soil, under one finger condensed like steel, like bluestone, stepping on it without a trace; changed the surname to change the quality, several broken wood, turned into a desk, on which the sandalwood bursts, the paint color is simple, faintly pulped color, as if the large family of the best utensils for many years of nourishment; condensation and solidity, next to the desk, a colorful futon suddenly emerged, is the convergence of the heaven and earth vitality out of thin air, and one by one fit the number of mana of the people, such as the futon in front of the person, is the dark with golden light, the manifestation of the cathode and yangγ
...... Each of these spells is not weak when taken out alone, but at this time, Zhang Fan cast it with just a finger, and it was extremely easy.
One law is all the same, and before he knew it, Zhang Fan had climbed to the pinnacle that he didn't dare to hope for when he embarked on the immortal road as a teenager.
He Shi Shiran stepped forward, stretched out his sleeves and flicked in the void, many spirit fruits were fragrant, all kinds of spirit wine were mellow, and the tea was thick and brightened the surroundings like a fairyland.
Sitting on his own golden-red futon, Zhang Fan smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and said: "The corpse abandoned the predecessors, fifty years have passed in a flash, and the demeanor of the Daojun is better than in the past, Zhang is really happy in his heart, please!"
As he spoke, he took a drink of the fragrant tea on the table, describing it as freely as possible, as if the person standing in front of him was not an ancient giant, a generation of murderers, but a good friend known to Prime Minister Bai.
"Zhang Fan, you have such a great opportunity, great ability, in just fifty years, you have achieved the Yuan Shen, condensed into a dependence, and you can't see through it as an old man, don't say that I am abandoned, even all the great supernatural people I have seen in my life are not as good as you. β
"This point, the old man is convinced!"
"But......" The corpse abandoned Daoist laughed, and a hairy monkey-like Lei Gong's face became more and more hideous against the backdrop of the smile, "You look like a fake model, but the old man doesn't look down on you." β
"Corpse Forsaken Daoist!"
Shu Tong exclaimed in surprise, and finally recognized the identity of the strong man in front of him who was indistinguishable between good and evil.
Thinking that the corpse abandoned the Taoist, in ancient times, he was the overlord of Qinzhou, how fierce it is, that is, the immortal cultivators who are said to be able to appreciate its style in the classics, let alone a monk like Shutong who lived not far from the great destruction of the ancients.
He couldn't believe it at first, then he stared intently, and the look on his face gradually became full of horror.
The five short figures are Lei Gong's face, the golden hair is like an ape, and the body is covered with golden armor and a monkey crown, except for the terrifying eighteen golden corpses that are not on his side, which is exactly the appearance of the legendary corpse abandoning the Taoist.
Not to mention the horror of Shutong suddenly seeing such an ancient giant, the corpse abandonment Taoist only glanced at him slightly, frowned slightly, and then the corners of his mouth twitched, and he didn't take it to heart, and sat down on the futon in a big way.
The corpse abandonment Taoist is really a character who combines words and deeds, mocking Zhang Fan in his mouth, but the movements in his hands are non-stop, and he directly took off a few large peaches on the desk, gnawing on one left and one right, but in an instant, only a few peach pits were scattered.
Such an indulgent and wanton appearance, if those solemn and solemn strong men do it, they will lose their face and lose their majesty, but when the corpse abandons the Taoist, it is so natural that it can't be more natural, as if otherwise, it can't show the true surname.
After nibbling on the peaches, he wiped his sleeve casually and sneered: "Zhang boy, fifty years ago, the old man and I just got out of trouble, and it was the time to be down, what do you tell me that is better than in the past......
"If it's still like that, the old man is still here to do anything, it's better to learn from those gutsless rats, how far to roll up, and not to touch your mold. β
As he spoke, the corpse abandoned Daoist's triangular eyes rolled, and a fierce aura rose, but instead of coming at Zhang Fan and the others, it suddenly dispersed, sweeping like a huge broom.
"Bang bang bang ~~ahhh~"
The ferocious aura passed, and a figure screamed and threw away, and the slightly better mouth spat blood and hurt the vitality, and the unlucky one rolled his eyes directly and kicked his legs away.
These demons, who had already fled, were attracted by the almost provocative aura of the previous corpse abandonment Taoist, lurking back to watch, wanting to fight was nothing more than sitting on the mountain and watching the tiger fight, and the two tigers would be injured if they competed, and the idea of a fisherman to profit was nothing more than that.
How can their actions be hidden from the eyes of Zhang Fan and others, but they don't take it in their eyes and don't deal with it, and now that the corpse is abandoned, they naturally have no opinion.
The demons, who were still looking at the situation here from afar, suddenly didn't dare to take another look, and they fled away, and they didn't dare to look back.
"Hahahaha~!~~"
"A group of rats also deserve to see my means of abandonment!"
The corpse abandoned Taoist laughed wildly, and the breath on his body was retracted, if there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, this was the fate of countless living beings, not a supernatural power, but even more supernatural power.
"Zhang Fan boy......" The laughter stopped abruptly, and the corpse abandoned the Taoist pushed the desk, stood up, and said, "Do you remember the war fifty years ago?"
(To be continued)