"Senior, Wu Ling doesn't understand what you mean. ”

Taking a deep breath, Wuling Zhenren's face turned pale, and he hesitated, somewhat still thinking about luck.

"Really......"

Zhang Fan's voice suddenly became cold.

As mentioned before, he was present when the nine-colored stone toad finished recuperating and went out of the customs, and he was not a lie.

In fact, seven days ago, Zhang Fan passed through this sea area, and the undersea earthquake was caused by this well-skinned head leaving the customs.

This point, when he first saw the nine-colored stone toad, he judged it from the breath.

No one would have thought that the guy he was too lazy to pay attention to was actually the enemy of the Zhang family, which could only be said to be the will of heaven, and the fate of the nine-colored stone toad should be like this.

These Zhang Fan didn't bother to say more to Wuling Zhenren, and the loud voice spread throughout the island in an instant:

"Seven days ago, the nine-colored stone toad had just come out of the customs, Wuling, you said, how did those Zhang family disciples die?"

As soon as these words came out, both the Zhang family and the immortal cultivators who came to watch the ceremony on the island made an uproar, and countless strange eyes fell on the ancestors and grandchildren of Wuling Zhenren.

Under the open-air platform, there was a lot of vacant space, and in each of the open spaces there was an immortal cultivator standing alone, it was the disciple who came with Wuling Zhenren.

They were popular and popular just a moment ago, but now they are like plague gods, and people are afraid of them.

Since Zhang Fan said that the Seven Days of the Nine-Colored Stone Toad was only out of the customs in front of him, then he would not be wrong, and no one doubted this.

A top master, he can wipe out the entire island people with a single move, and under absolute power, where do you need any lies.

Zhang Feng and the others were about to burst into flames in their eyes, after all, the Zhang family has only been passed down for several generations, the foundation is not enough, and it is not very flourishing, and every child is very precious.

However, they didn't make any moves, firstly, they were not opponents, but more importantly, they said something like Zhang Fan, who clearly wanted to take advantage of the gathering of immortal cultivators with heads and faces in this sea area on the island.

Zhang Feng and the other principals of the Zhang family cultivated and said nothing, but after all, they still grasped Zhang Fan's meaning to some extent.

"I ......"

Wuling Zhenren opened his mouth, not knowing whether he wanted to explain or justify, before the words could be spoken, Zhang Fan's voice sounded again:

"Children of the Zhang family, whether it's right or wrong, how can outsiders be allowed to beak?"

"Wu Ling, you cut yourself!"

"What?"

Wuling Zhenren was stunned, the Zhang family was stunned, and the immortal cultivators from all over the island opened their mouths wide.

A few words, there is no evidence, but judging it, it is very long to ask a real person to judge himself......

For a while, no one could come up with a suitable adjective, and in the end, there was only the word "domineering", which could barely describe one or two.

No one put forward the evidence or anything, even the immortal cultivators on the side of Wuling Zhenren did not question this.

The other party wants his surname, so why do you need any evidence, an excuse is enough.

Wuling Zhenren's heart sank to the bottom, and his face was indescribably ugly, and now he understood it to some extent.

Zhang Fan's approach is clearly to use his prestige in this sea area to establish authority for the Zhang family, and he has nothing to say.

"Don't you want to?"

The sound that echoes over the island has an indescribable majesty, and there is an insatiable sense of ridicule.

"Only fools will. ”

Wu Ling Zhenren cursed in his heart, but he didn't dare to look outside, while mobilizing his spiritual power, he was about to make a final effort, he opened his mouth, and before the words came out, his face suddenly changed greatly.

"Bang!"

The jet black is as black as the ink in the sea, and a cloud of ink will envelop the body of the Wuling real person, one of which is a masterpiece of ink pearl, and all the black gas comes from this pearl.

At the same time, his whole figure was also blurred for a while, and he disappeared immediately, and when he reappeared, he was already a hundred feet away.

The sudden outburst of Wuling Zhenren made Zhang Feng and the others nervous, and they were full of momentum, protecting the younger generations behind them, and they didn't mention it, and their faces also showed a look of surprise.

Immediately, seeing the next scene, they all let out a sigh of relief, relaxed, and understood the reason why Wuling Zhenren reacted so much.

Just where Wuling Zhenren was standing, a small golden flame suddenly appeared out of thin air.

This golden flame is extremely small, and if you are not careful, you will miss it, and the golden flame swayed in the strong wind brought by the explosion of the Wuling real person, as if the wind would be extinguished as long as it was a little bit stronger.

In essence, the wind is raging, and it keeps climbing, but this inconspicuous golden flame is still burning, and it has no intention of extinguishing at all.

"Sneer~~"

Where the golden flame existed, the sound of a large amount of water vapor evaporating was non-stop, and the black qi that diffused was all annihilated by the invisible force around the golden flame, turning into a cloud of blue smoke.

The place where the Wuling Zhenren was suddenly clarified, and the Wuling Zhenren's shocked look appeared.

He is also a real person, and compared to Zhang Feng and others, he can truly feel the horror of this golden flame.

With his divine sense, the space where the small golden flame is located is all distorted, and as soon as he touches it, his eyes instantly change, where is a golden flame swaying in the wind, it is clearly an endless sea of fire, enough to annihilate all the horrors.

The look of horror had not yet faded, and the Wuling Zhenren had not had time to continue to run desperately, when there was a sudden blur in front of him, and he didn't know whether it was the spatial folding or the speed of the golden flame was extremely fast, so in the blink of an eye, he suddenly flew in front of him, close at hand, and the temperature was blazing.

In an instant, the three souls and seven spirits of the Wuling real person were almost frightened out of their minds, and they shouted wildly in their hearts, and the ink bead stopped in front of him, just in front of the golden flame.

In the eyes of Zhang Feng and the others, it was just that Jin Yan was swaying and flying fast, not seeing and not seeing fast, but Wu Ling Zhenren just couldn't dodge, and only reacted when he was about to reach his body.

This strange sense of confusion made all the monks who were watching all this feel so heavy in their chests that they could hardly breathe.

Between the lightning and the fire, the golden flame had no intention of avoiding it, and directly drilled into the ink-colored orb, and at first glance, it seemed as if he was imprisoned in it.

However, Wuling Zhenren didn't dare to think about it, a touch of pain flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't take care of the natal magic weapon, so he turned around and fled.

Although he guessed that his natal magic weapon that leaned on the Great Wall might not last long, he never thought that he would not be able to hold on for even a moment.

"Bang!"

Sparks flew, and the ink-colored orb burst out of the smoke at first glance, and the golden flame fluttered out of the smoke and went straight into the back of the Wuling Zhenren.

"Boom~"

Wuling real person, suddenly turned into a fire man, surrounded by flames, molten gold fossils.

"Ah......h

The screams stopped abruptly, not one, but one after the other, one big and one small.

In addition to Wuling Zhenren, the other scream was silent after Zhang Fan appeared, completely restraining the arrogant Wutie.

As the grandson of Wuling Zhenren, relying on his grandfather's prestige, he doesn't know how many evil things he has done, but he is a little sober, that is, the Yuanying Zhenren who can't afford to offend his own old man can't be provoked.

This guy who was so low-key at the moment that it almost didn't exist couldn't escape death after all.

In the midst of the sparks, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, a little spark splashed on his body, and in an instant, a Yudan monk was melted into ashes, and even the screams were only half made.

Seeing the fate of Wu Tie, the Zhang family and others went up to Zhang Feng and others, down to the ordinary side branch disciples, all of whom showed a happy face.

When he looked at the place where Wuling Zhenren was, the pleasure became a little shocking.

Wuling Zhenren did not turn into ashes like his unsuccessful grandson, but ** dissolved, but Yuan Ying seemed to be one with the golden flame, and a distorted phantom with a distorted face could be faintly seen roaring silently, not full of pain.

Just when Zhang Feng and the others looked over, the golden flame shot out with a "whoosh" and went straight to a small mountain peak in the distance.

"Boom!"

With a roar, the top of the small mountain suddenly ignited, and the whole body turned into a huge torch lighthouse, and the top was a raging golden flame, which could still be clearly seen even if it was hundreds of miles away.

In the flames, a human figure struggled in pain, unable to be freed, and on the distorted and painful face, the appearance of the real person of Wuling could be faintly seen.

"Hizz~"

The sound of gasping for air sounded all over the island at the same time, and countless foreign monks shuddered, muttering to themselves in their hearts, desperately thinking about whether they had offended the Zhang family.

This lighthouse-like flame, as well as the painful and tormented Yuan Infant in it, is simply a naked show of force, showing majesty, and silently warning everyone.

For a while, everyone was silent, and there was no shortage of people covering their mouths with their hands, for fear that some strange noise would cause a misunderstanding of that terrifying existence.

Although the Zhang family is still shocked by Zhang Fan's thunderous methods, but it is more of a pleasure, after this incident, who dares to underestimate them?

Zhang Feng and the others looked around left and right, as far as their eyes could see, at a glance of the mountains, all the foreign immortal cultivators bowed their heads, and no one dared to face it.

After all, he was the head of the family, and after a while, Zhang Feng understood the purpose of Zhang Fan's use of thunderous means, and gave a low command, and the children of the Zhang family present rushed under the open-air platform.

There, several disciples who came with Wuling Zhenren were terrified, and naturally understood what was waiting for them.

These people are just foxes and fake tigers, as soon as Wuling Zhenren died, Zhang Feng didn't even look at them again, and there was no possibility of accidents if there were foreign monks nearby who helped them openly and secretly.

In the sky above the island, Zhang Fan's mental projection has disappeared for some time, the sky is clear, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the haze is gone, and the chest is open.

"Let's go!"

"Let's go see my brother!"

Zhang Feng and the others glanced at each other, thinking of going to see the brother they had never met, and they were inevitably a little apprehensive in their hearts.

"Big brother, what kind of attitude will he have?"

After all, no one dared to ask this question, and a group of five people walked towards the forbidden place.

(To be continued)