"This time, let's leave it to Zhang!"

As soon as Zhang Fan's words came out, whether it was the Kyushu Transformation God, or the Heart Sword Bitter Silence Sect Changfeng Zhenjun, etc., they were all stunned. No one thought that he would stand up and say such a thing at this time.

As soon as the gods of Kyushu arrived, the side of the Heart Sword Bitter Silence Sect may not be able to gain the absolute upper hand except for the immeasurable Changfeng True Monarch, and the situation can be said to have changed greatly.

At this juncture, as soon as Zhang Fan's words came out, it was tantamount to fighting the dozens of gods present on the side of the Heart Sword Bitter Silence Sect alone, and this was still the case of Changfeng Zhenjun's self-respecting identity and not attacking at the same time as others.

For a while, even the people on the side of the Fa Xiangzong wondered if Zhang Fan was carried away by the previous battle with the Ancient Demon King.

The sky above the Lianyun Mountain Range was quiet for a while, the sky was full of starlight, and there was a faint ancient barbarian demon god in everyone's ears, showing his true body angry and roaring, happy and cathartic, listening carefully, it was only a piece of wind blowing robes, hunting sounds.

Subconsciously, as if many people remembered something, looking back, they saw a picture scroll flying out of the mountain gate of Faxiangzong, bringing out the starlight all the way.

The picture scroll was half stretched and half rolled, like a banner waving, and finally turned into a starlight and fell into Zhang Fan's hands.

"Zhou Tian Xingchen Map?!"

The treasure of the Faxiang Sect, the inheritance of the Sect of the Holy Sect for countless years, this ancient treasure was held lightly by Zhang Fan in his hands, facing everyone.

"Arrogance!"

The first one to come back to his senses and react to Zhang Fan's words was the bitter and lonely three elders.

The status of these three people in the Heart Sword Bitter Silence Sect was different from ordinary disciples, and they did not have that kind of subtle awe for Changfeng True Monarch, so Fang Hui dared to speak before he robbed Changfeng True Monarch.

"You junior, don't you think you are invincible in the world because you have competed with those wet and oval flat-haired beasts first-class, and you don't know how thick the sky is?!"

"If that's the case, let the old man teach you a lesson for your predecessors of the Faxiang Sect. ”

It was only one of the three elders who spoke bitterly, but as soon as the words fell, the three elders stepped out of the void in unison and came towards Zhang Fan.

"Bitter Silence Three Elders!"

An angry roar suddenly erupted from the crowd below, its anger was like substance, and the sound was like thunder, making the bitter and lonely three elders subconsciously stagnate.

Follow the prestige, but among the monks of the Faxiangzong, there is an old man who comes out of the crowd - Qingfeng Daojun Wine Qingfeng.

"You three old immortals, how can you be qualified to replace my predecessors of the Faxiang Sect? Back then, in front of the seventy-two gods of the Faxiang Sect, did you dare to pant loudly?"

Qingfeng Daojun changed his peaceful image, pointed at the bitter and lonely three elders and shouted loudly.

"Well said!"

One person stroked his palms and laughed, it was the purple-faced man who had stood up to invite the three elders who had been lonely before, but when he saw him laughing and stepping out, he appeared next to Qingfeng Daojun, patted him on the shoulder and said: "Qingfeng, Qingfeng, I have known you for so many years, and you are the most suitable for me today." ”

Qingfeng Daojun, who was still angry, was a little crying and laughing when the purple-faced man said this, and said, "Lei Huo, you ......"

"The seventy-two gods of the Faxiang Sect?" the bitter three elders sneered: "They were majestic and good back then, where are they now?"

As soon as these words came out, Lei Huo, Qingfeng, Zhang Fan, Candle Jiuxiao and others, their faces changed.

"Donghuang Xiao'er, you Faxiangzong seventy-two gods worked together to use the Zhou Tian Xingchen Diagram to perform the Ten Thousand Demon Worship, and the power of joining forces can be called invincible in the world, but so what? Where is it now?"

"Do you think you can match them?

"Joke!"

"Since you have spoken wildly, let the three of us teach you a lesson, lest you think that there is no one in the world, and you will be so arrogant. ”

The purple-faced man of the "Bitter Silence Three Elders" shouted angrily: "The three of you, as the ancestors of the Heart Sword Bitter Silence Sect, do you really want to be cheeky to this extent today, and do the shameless thing of besieging a junior with three enemies and one enemy?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Zhang Fan intentionally or unintentionally, and then said, "Could it be that the three of you who are old and immortal are practicing that Silent Yuanyang ** and going mad, and even doing such things?"

"Dry and Silent Yuanyang**?!" Zhang Fan's heart moved, and he suddenly understood the meaning of the thunder fire.

The purple-faced man is reprimanding the three elders who are bitter and lonely, and he is clearly waking him up.

Dry Silence Yuanyang**, this is a strange method of the Heart Sword Bitter Silence Sect, in the era when the Changfeng True Monarch had never had a different peak, it was the main force that supported the difficult survival of the Heart Sword Bitter Silence Sect.

This ** is also for this reason, and in the early antiquity, after the ancient demon god era passed, it enjoyed a great name and has been passed down to this day.

Dry and Silent Yuanyang**, not everyone can practice, one of the most basic conditions for practicing this method is to cultivate to the realm of transforming gods, as an immortal person.

That's it, in that era, although the Avatar Dao Monarch was also considered a strong party, it was only equivalent to today's Yuanying Zhenren, and there was no shortage.

What really makes this sect famous and there are few cultivators is because of a special surname of this method.

The theory of withering is not vain, once cultivated, the essence and flesh are all exhausted, the primordial spirit falls into silence, and the cultivation is to defeat the gods, and can only exert the strength of the primordial infancy.

The price is not small, it can be said that once cultivated, the Yuanshen Dao, which was achieved by cultivating and suffering endless dangers, has been cut off since then, and there is no possibility of re-cultivation.

Its power is also terrifying to the extreme.

An immortal cultivator who has cultivated into a withered Yuanyang** can have three opportunities to attract ** in his life.

In these three performances, the withered Yuanyang** will burn the caster's spirit and vitality, bursting out with terrifying power, after three times, the longevity is in vain, the original gods are all extinguished, and there is no such person in heaven and earth.

Ever since Changfeng Zhenjun rose to the Heart Sword Bitter Silence Sect, no one in the sect was willing to practice this method anymore. In the past, it could be said that he sacrificed for the inheritance of the sect, and if he did it later, it would be stupid.

This bitter and lonely three elders are the monks of the previous generation of the Heart Sword Bitter Silence Sect, who have cultivated the withered Yuanyang ** for nearly 100,000 years, although they are usually just Yuanying cultivators, once they break out, the three of them work together, even Changfeng Zhenjun has to let them have a few points.

If it weren't for the fact that he had made such a great sacrifice for the Heart Sword Bitter Silence Sect, Changfeng True Monarch would not have tolerated them with courtesy.

"Bitter Silence Third Elder, tens of thousands of years ago, you performed a Withered Yuanyang**;In order to drag us and other Kyushu gods, it was the second time to ......" The purple light on Lei Huo's face became more and more intense, and he said word by word: "Now, do you want to die?"

Three times**, the original god is gone!

This bitter and lonely three elders have only one last chance to trigger **.

At this point, Zhang Fan finally fully understood why the thunder fire wanted to tell him these things, although the bitter and lonely three elders did not put him in their eyes, they were actually ready to use the last chance on him.

This is the last time to die in Yuanyang**, which means that the three elders are ready to die with him.

"You look up to me. ”

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, he didn't even have the slightest surprise and stunned feeling in his heart, his eyes turned on Changfeng Zhenjun and the bitter and lonely three elders, leisurely.

"Changfeng Zhenjun set such a big situation, attracting a group of demon kings from ancient times, and making the three elders of bitterness consume the second withered Yuanyang** to help him drag down the immortals of Kyushu......"

"At such a price, such a sacrifice, how can you give up halfway?"

"You're going to kill me. ”

The smile on Zhang Fan's face became stronger, but it didn't make people feel warm, but there was a cold wind, which blew away the flesh and bones, and made it bone-like.

"Is it invincible in the world?" Zhang Fan's voice suddenly sounded: "Maybe!"

"What?!"

I don't know how many eyes converged.

"Missing this moment, everywhere, how can Zhang Fan dare to be invincible in the world?"

"Looking back on the time, Zhang is not the opponent of your bitter and lonely three elders; chasing down the flowing water, Zhang may not be able to compete with you Changfeng Zhenjun, but in this time, at this moment, invincible...... Perhaps!"

Zhang Fan's tone was very flat, but millions of immortals, enemies and gods, heard a different feeling in their ears.

That Changfeng Zhenjun frowned slightly, his eyes turned, and swept over the Zhou Tian Xingchen map in Zhang Fan's hand, the Xuanhuangdong Palace on his head, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth, which resonated with Zhang Fan's words faintly, and immediately groaned, not knowing what he was thinking.

The bitter silence of the three elders was stunned for a moment, and instantly became furious.

They made such a sacrifice, seeing that after 100,000 years of cultivation, they were about to die with this junior who had only cultivated immortals for hundreds of years, and they were already unwilling in their hearts, and at this time, it was even more like they were distorted.

But when he saw it, one of the rickety old men stepped forward and shouted violently: "Arrogant! Donghuang Xiao'er, who do you think you are?

Before the words fell, a cracking sound came from his body, and then there was the sound of a long river rushing, and the sound of bone joints surging up, which converged into a terrifying sound, accompanied by a surging breath, suddenly erupted on his body.

"Boom~"

Step by step, every step he took out, his body had to suddenly rise a section, but after only three steps, in front of everyone was no longer an old man who was about to die, but a man in his thirties, who was in the prime of life.

Behind him, the other two of the three elders were the same.

"Hahaha~~~"

The terrifying laughter shook the heavens and the earth, and the bitter silence of the three elders seemed to want to vent the pain and regret of the loss of 100,000 years in this long laugh, the last battle of their lives, and the laughter was endless.

"Why bother!"

Zhang Fan shook his head, and with a wave of his sleeves, four golden rays of light flew out and fell into the earth in all directions.

"Sure enough, the anger is exhausted, and the delirium is also dizzy, so if you have to force Zhang to do it today, then it will be fulfilled for you!"

"Boom Boom Boom~"

Hundreds of millions of sword qi suddenly burst out from his body, reflecting Zhang Fan's entire person like a ball of sword light, and the edge was unforgiving.

With a shake of both hands, Zhou Tian Xingchen map, unfolded!

(To be continued)