"Boom~~"

The shattered thunder, the torrential rain poured into a slender purple thunder curtain, and in the roar, everything was rendered with a layer of violent purple.

"Bang~~"

On the back of the brute bull, Zhang Fan's body moved, and he went straight through the purple thunder curtain, knocked out a big hole, and closed himself.

The tiny purple thunderbolts struck him on the shoulders, but they twisted for a moment and turned into green smoke.

If it had been decades ago, Zhang Fan would not have dared to do so anyway.

At that time, it was the heavenly power and thunder punishment that ruled the world, and for hundreds of thousands of years, it was like a saying, and the power to destroy the heavens and the earth was all gone for one person.

After passing through the purple thunder curtain, Zhang Fan paused for a moment and stopped.

Beside him, the huge body of the bull also rushed out, and rushed forward a few more steps before he barely stopped, and when he looked up, a high mountain was close at hand, as if he wanted to fall down.

"Uh~"

The bull was stunned for a while, the bull's head was spinning, the bull's eyes were glancing, and he couldn't figure out how abruptly, there was such a mountain in front of him.

The mountain is shaped like a huge palm, tumbling down from the sky, enveloping something with its five fingers, gathering earth and stones.

From a distance, the shape of the five fingers is clear, but up close, a strong sense of oppression, suppressing all condensation, rushes to the face.

Within a radius of hundreds of miles, and even beyond, there were traces of scorched earth, and every inch of land, every grain of dust, was condensed with powerful destructive power.

Occasionally, when the wind rises, two grains of dust gently collide together, and the heavenly thunder hooks the earth and fire, bursting out with thunder that has accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years.

The tiny purple thunder that was like a rain curtain before came mostly for this, and the heavenly punishment that destroyed everything back then had already dissipated in the wind.

"What kind of mountain is this?"

"Uh~"

The brute bull muttered to himself, but the muffled sound echoed out, echoing far away, and the high mountain that suddenly rose up in front of him, and was incompatible with the scorched earth flat land in all directions, trembled gently, as if he was about to wake up from a deep sleep.

"Five Finger Mountain!"

Zhang Fan's voice suddenly sounded in the ears of the bull, and the bull head was stunned, but he saw that he had stood beside him at some point, looking up at Wuzhi Mountain, as if there was a sense of remembrance.

"Ah, master, go quickly!"

The bull suddenly exclaimed, as if his tail was on fire, turned his head and looked back, eager to pull his legs and run.

At this time, he reacted, the dare was still being hunted down, and he had to flee back to the Faxiang Sect in a hurry.

"Rest easy. ”

Zhang Fan habitually slapped it on the head, and then stepped out, and suddenly, appeared on the top of Wuzhi Mountain, the top of the peak.

Standing on the Wuzhi Mountain, his consciousness seems to be able to feel a sleeping figure under the mountain through the rocks.

At this time, with the sound of "boom~", among the 100,000 mountains, it was called Thunder Cliff in the past, and now it is called around Wuzhi Mountain, and a dissolved fog appeared out of thin air.

The mist is like silk, and the clouds and dreams linger, permeating the sky, and chaos is in the world.

All living beings are dreamy, more than a hundred years old, condensed in a thousand illusion mist, so that everything is suddenly like a dream.

- A Thousand Mountains and Cloud Dreams!

Thousands of mountains and Yunmeng Gorge, old tree ant essence. Back then, Zhang Fan set foot in 100,000 mountains and had contact with them, and this kind of method came from the hands of the old tree spirits in the Yunmeng Gorge of the Thousand Mountains.

Yunmeng Yanxia shrouded the surroundings, as if a barrier covered it, and the wild bull immediately felt a lot safer in the middle of it, and leaned over with his tail and licked his face:

"Ah, master, I know, it's the transmission you just sent. ”

Looking at his smug look, he almost didn't say "I'm very smart".

Before, it ran for its life, where could it take care of so much, vaguely just felt that Zhang Fan had sent something, and now it is not stupid to think about it.

"Hmm!"

Zhang Fan responded and said indifferently: "It's just a matter of delaying for a few breaths, that old guy won't be desperate." ”

It's just a little innate Yimu essence, I just want to make an old monster who has lived for I don't know how many years to work hard, where is there such a cheap thing, delay one or two, it's okay.

That's enough.

Zhang Fan casually looked for a bluestone, sat cross-legged, and the whole heart suddenly sank into the Five Finger Mountain, spreading to the depths.

The purpose of his coming here was at the foot of the Five Fingers Mountain.

"Boom~"

It was obviously silent, but the brains of the brute bull were thudging, as if they had been stretched into a stick and stirred violently.

"What is this?!"

It almost bit its tongue alive, and as soon as Zhang Fan's consciousness entered the Five Finger Mountain, it seemed to alarm the sleeping primeval beast, and it would wake up without waking up, and it also had the natural coercion in the depths of its soul.

......

"Thief God, what can you do to me?"

"Thief God, this sect is now out of trouble, the world is so big, who can help me? If you can't see it, another thunder will kill me~~~"

The sharp-beaked monkey's gills resemble a monkey's head, and the coarse cloth is green, very similar to an old peasant.

is such a lewd and thin body, but it has burst out with amazing might, it is the top powerhouse, pointing at the heavens and scolding the earth, unscrupulous, the world is so big, there is nothing in his eyes.

- Corpse Forsaken Daoist!

The consciousness penetrated deep into the Five Finger Mountain, and Zhang Fan's mind irrepressibly produced such an image, as if its spirit had been deeply imprinted in every piece of earth and stone.

This scene was also the wild wanton when he broke free from the shackles before he suppressed the corpse abandonment Daoist manpower to resist the punishment of the heavens and thunder.

The consciousness continues to go deeper and deeper, all the way to the bottom of the Five Fingers Mountain.

In the endless abyss, a rich golden light is covered, like a thick layer of lichen canopy, isolating everything.

- Three Seals, Breaking the Golden Seal, Suppression!

It was this golden light and this five-fingered mountain that suppressed the world-famous powerhouse of the Corpse Abandoned Daoist.

Zhang Fan is here for him.

......

"Hmm~~"

Just as Zhang Fan's consciousness penetrated through the golden light and went deeper, a voice sounded.

Hoarse and harsh, not full of madness, even if it has fallen to this point, it still has the power of a tiger elder.

"Who is it?!"

Immediately, on a fragmented platform, a sharp-beaked monkey gills were covered with cyan fluff, and the humanoid shape that seemed to be a monkey and crown was flat.

Around him, eighteen tall golden figures sat around, like guards, guarding the king.

"It's me!"

At the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, in the abyss space, Zhang Fan's voice echoed leisurely.

At the same time, on Wuzhi Mountain, he suddenly stretched out his hand and stroked the crown, and the golden light was full of gold, penetrating into the ground and disappearing.

......

In the corner of the platform that was torn apart, the golden light fell out of thin air, and with a black cry, it condensed into a human shape under the embrace of the golden Wufa phase.

"Don't come to the old man with the corpse. ”

Zhang Fan strolled forward with the body of the Dharma Body, and stopped just when the Eighteen Golden Corpses were about to try.

"It's you!"

The corpse abandoned Daoist's body still didn't move, and the phantom figure on it struggled for a moment, barely straightening up from his body, and from Zhang Fan's point of view, it seemed as if he was sitting on his own stomach.

"His primordial spirit is still bound within his body, and this little time is not enough time for him to recover. ”

"My idea is fine. ”

Zhang Fan's expression did not move, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, smiled slightly, and sat down opposite him.

During the whole process, the corpse abandonment Daoist didn't let the eighteen golden corpses do it, which made Zhang Fan a little unexpected.

"What are you doing here, you lucky boy?"

"With great luck and the love of heaven and earth, why don't you do your big things and come to see what the old man is doing as a prisoner?

As the corpse abandoned the Taoist spoke, the Yuan Shen waved his arms angrily, not full of depression and indignation, overflowing with words.

Zhang Fan smiled dumbly, but he remembered what the bitter Taoist said when he suppressed the corpse abandoned Taoist with his luck and magic powers: "If his luck is strong, how can he have tens of thousands of years of thunder tribulation, as soon as he reappears in the sky, he can see you, a little evil star, many disasters and difficulties, the heavenly evil lonely star, born unlucky, it is not enough to describe this old boy." ”

"The lonely star of the sky is born unlucky!"

"Hahaha~~"

Zhang Fan laughed in his heart, but it was not easy to show it, otherwise this guy who was extremely irritable at first glance would have done it blatantly.

"The corpse abandoned the seniors. ”

"Zhang is here to help you get out of trouble!"

Zhang Fan said with a smile, and as soon as the words came out, it was like a shock.

"What?!"

The corpse abandoner's body trembled violently, and the primordial spirit twisted as well.

Around, the eighteen golden corpses seemed to feel his mood, and they didn't seem to move, and for a moment, it seemed that the eighteen golden figures were waking up.

"Good guys!"

Zhang Fan glanced at it, and a look of admiration flashed in his eyes.

Back then, he had seen with his own eyes how tragic these eighteen golden corpses had become under the punishment of Tianwei Thunder, one by one, they had broken hands and feet, and they were incomplete, and they were almost shattered.

It's only been a few years, and everything is back to normal, and the faint breath flows, as if a golden-colored liquid is flowing under the skin, which is even more terrifying than when he fought against the catastrophe.

"Sure enough, it is worthy of being a corpse abandoning the Daoist to fight rampant in the ancient immortal cultivation world, and it is indeed a good one. ”

After a while, the Yuan Shen who was struggling to break away from his body was somewhat calmer, and from beginning to end, his body seemed to be frozen, and there was an indescribable feeling of condensation.

"Who did it back then? ”

Zhang Fan was secretly speechless, when the corpse abandoned Daoist's primordial spirit shook and his mood was agitated, he clearly felt that all the spiritual power in the corpse abandoned Daoist's body was locked, as if countless barrage dams were blocking the meridians.

"The old man will have today, it's not your kid's black hand, you still have the face to help me get out of trouble......"

After a long while, the corpse abandoned Daoist calmed down and said with a slight irony.

"This ......"

Zhang Fan touched his nose, this is not good, fortunately, he was prepared.

"Hahaha~~"

Standing up with a long smile, Zhang Fan stood head-on, staring at the corpse abandonment Taoist Yuanshen, and said proudly: "Can the corpse abandon the predecessors dare to make a bet with me?"

(To be continued)