The white clothes are fluttering, barefoot like snow, slim, and it seems that they may fly away with the wind at any time.

"Pity!"

Zhang Fan's eyes were suddenly filled with this beautiful shadow, which was the appearance of Yingying in the water.

When the eyes of the two were facing each other, Xiruo suddenly smiled, a hundred flowers bloomed, and the world suddenly came alive, and the vicissitudes of life and the distant desolation of the past faded in the smile.

Just like a white cloud drifting by, he walked lightly, walked to Zhang Fan's side, took his hand, and smiled shallowly: "Senior brother, you are here." ”

"Well, I'm coming. ”

Zhang Fan smiled warmly and shook his backhand.

Feeling the warmth in his hands and voice, he felt like a pair of beautiful big eyes, which suddenly bent into a crescent moon, and the kind of demon girl temperament that turned all beings upside down was gone, replaced by the intoxication of the little bird, as if the whole world, only the man in front of him existed.

Zhang Fan and Xiruo were both nobody, they didn't care at all, and the originally noisy circular valley suddenly quieted down.

The big men, and even the village women who were just rude, looked at each other with stunned faces, and some even rubbed their eyes and muttered words like "hallucinations".

These people are coming, and if they say that they have come to this point, they seem to be waiting for something.

What kind of character is she, she kills people in conversation and laughter, turns all beings upside down and her subordinates are ruthless, she has long been avoided by them as a flood beast, where would she believe that there is such a scene? Many people just feel that the whole world has collapsed.

Just as everything around them faded into the eyes of the two of them, a hearty laugh came from outside the valley:

"Donghua, you're finally here. ”

"Good guy, it's only been a long time, it's already the late stage of the Yuan Infant, Feng is ashamed of himself!"

The laughter just entered the ears, and Feng Jiuling walked inside.

"Alas~"

Zhang Fan sighed softly in a voice that only two people could hear, turned around, and said with a smile: "Ancestor Feng, don't come to harm?"

"Unharmed. ”

Feng Jiuling waved his hand and said very casually, looking very disapproving of such politeness, he patted Zhang Fan's shoulder directly, and a complicated color flashed in his eyes.

The descendants of the disciples he valued in the past used to be just a minor monk in the foundation building period, but now unconsciously, he has actually stood at the same height as him, and it is completely impossible to say that he has not felt it.

Zhang Fan smiled and accepted it, in the current Faxiang Sect, in addition to his own grandfather, only Feng Jiuling is qualified to do so.

With a turn of his gaze, he could see behind Feng Jiuling, a big man with a wry smile on his face.

Feng Jiuling's momentum was too strong, and he laughed loudly, and that kind of demeanor covered everything, so that Zhang Fan didn't even notice this nine-foot-tall man for a while.

said that he was a "big man", but because of his size, as soon as his eyes turned on his body, it was not difficult to see the childishness on his face, and he was obviously just a child.

This is just the appearance, it is close at hand, and the blood in its body is just like a candle flame in the dark night, so vivid that it is impossible to ignore it.

That's it, what attracted Zhang Fan's attention was the shape of a scar-like eye on the child's forehead.

It was just like the men he had seen in the circular valley.

"Huh?"

"It turned out to be the Spirit Eye Clan!"

His gaze matched the light from the scarred eyes, and Zhang Fan's heart was first stunned, and then suddenly.

Those children in the valley before, after all, their strength was too weak to see anything, in the long river of history, all kinds of alien races were buried in the wind and dust, and those with vertical pupils did not know how many ordinary people there were, and he really didn't associate them with each other for a while.

The young man in front of him is different.

Perhaps it was due to his strength, with his vertical pupils, Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly appeared with illusions, and then outside his body, he seemed to feel the pressure equivalent to the illusion.

For example, the illusion in the eyes is a volcanic eruption, and the body will also feel the scorching heat and fury, and the faint sulfur smell.

This kind of power between the virtual and the real, which can be transformed at any time, suddenly awakened Zhang Fan's memory.

"Psionc!"

"The vertical pupils on the forehead are the only men. When you become an adult, you can see it with your eyes, you can give birth to water, wind and fire, derive the creation of heaven and earth, and use immortal Taoist supernatural powers......"

"The power of the vertical pupil comes from the earth, and the feet do not leave the ground, which has infinite power, and the strength of the body, and is not inferior to the giant race, which is the wonder of the creation of heaven and earth, and the mystery of the evolution of the human race. ”

"No wonder there are many beautiful words about their Lingyan clan in the classics, and now I see it with my own eyes, and the result is extraordinary. If it weren't for the fact that its population was lower, there were few immortal cultivation qualifications in the clan, and no matter how strong the strength was, it would not be able to live forever, and I am afraid that it would be able to become a strong clan in heaven and earth. ”

Pair with the vertical pupils, all kinds of thoughts came to Zhang Fan's mind, but he was not affected by the pupil force at all, but he felt it slightly.

If you want to be able to directly affect a top powerhouse like him in the late Yuan Infant stage, it is impossible for the entire Spirit Eye Clan to work together!

There was almost no moment's delay, Zhang Fan suddenly frowned, and said in his heart: "What a familiar breath." ”

After a closer look, his face suddenly changed, and he asked in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Crazy Dragon?"

It is the Faxiang Sect, the breath of the mad dragon real child!

The mad dragon is a real person Tong Yue, a mad dragon strike in his hand is fierce and fierce, and he has also fought side by side with Zhang Fan, and his breath has absolutely no reason to admit mistakes.

Thinking of what Candle Jiuxiao said before coming here, Zhang Fan's heart sank.

"Senior Brother Zhang. ”

The wry smile on the young man's face became thicker and stronger, and he nodded.

Tong Yue's body was destroyed, and only Yuanying barely escaped, but it was a blessing in disguise. ”

Feng Jiuling withdrew his hand from Zhang Fan's shoulder and sighed: "This body is a rare person of the Spirit Eye Clan who has the physique of cultivating immortals, with Tong Yue's experience and the talent of this body, it is not impossible to get a blessing in disguise and break through the shackles." ”

"If given a choice, who would want to give up a physical body that has been used for hundreds of years and is completely compatible with the divine soul?"

Zhang Fan didn't say anything on his face, and sighed in his heart.

The body of the mad dragon real person may be strong, but without a hundred years of suffering, I am afraid that it is impossible to reach the level of the main body at all, plus the re-cultivation and cultivation, there is no two or three hundred years, but it is just nonsense.

After thinking about it, he asked in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Tong, who did it?"

As soon as the words came out, the invisible killing aura was surging, no matter what, when the Chinese New Year's Eve King White Bat chased and killed him, the mad dragon real person also came to help, and this human affection alone was enough for Zhang Fan to avenge him.

He asked again: "Earth Yellow Dragon?"

In addition to these two people, although the northern Xinjiang is large, there are not many people who can do this.

The Crazy Dragon True Man was stunned for a moment and said, "It's the Eight-Armed Demon God." ”

"The Yellow Dragon of the Earth is the main guard, in these days, I have never really hurt a person, even if we use all our strength, it is difficult to hurt him, like a barrier. ”

"The eight-armed demon god is the main attacker, with eight arms on his body, each holding a magic treasure, and his majesty is incomparable. ”

Speaking of this, the Crazy Dragon Zhenren paused, and said with a worried face: "Senior brother, you must be careful, the strength of the eight-armed demon god is definitely more than thirty percent, don't ignore it." ”

"I see. ”

Zhang Fan solemnly bowed his head, he knew in his heart that the purpose of his coming here had been known to the Crazy Dragon Zhenren, and this was to worry about him and remind him.

Just a few old words, a loud laugh with the sonorous sound of gold and iron clashes came from afar.

"Brother Zhang, when I said goodbye, I said that when I met again, I would definitely conspire to get drunk, and now it is the right time. ”

Striding forward, the sharp air was exposed, rolled up and walked on the sand and stones, and the close body became powder, wearing out proudly, and in Zhang Fan's eyes, he was also an acquaintance.

The person who came was Yu Xuanang, carrying dozens of long swords behind him, and forming a peacock shape with an open screen, losing behind him.

Every sword on this iron sword screen is entangled with evil energy, and the blood is corroded, or it is green or dark red, and I don't know how many people's blood has been drunk.

"Youzhou Xuantian Gate, the real soldier of the gods!"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and looked at the approacher.

This person is also the real person who sent the Kyushu oath to Qinzhou back then, representing the oath between the northern states and the three sects of Qinzhou.

What I saw back then, it was like a monk who was extremely pompous and luxurious, but now he is striding here, but he is a golden iron horse, and I think this is the true face of the real soldier.

The real soldier strode over, and at the same time took out a delicate and small wine jug from his bosom and tilted it towards the sky.

Like the Milky Way hanging upside down, a wine spring poured down and went straight into its mouth, the rich aroma of wine spread, and countless sounds of swallowing saliva sounded in the circular valley.

After swallowing for a while, the real soldier shouted "Happy", threw it in his hand, and the wine jug drew an arc in the air and flew over.

"Qiankun pot?"

Zhang Fan smiled and took it easily.

Youzhou Xuantianmen, based on the cultivation of immortals in the world, this small Qiankun pot also has a unique wonder, no less than his green jade gourd.

After he drank it all, the real person of the divine soldier had already approached, standing side by side with Zhang Fan, and gestured to Feng Jiuling and the others with great grace, before sighing: "Brother Zhang Dao, you are finally here." ”

"Is it serious?"

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

Of course, he knew that the situation was definitely not easy.

"If it weren't for the miserable oppression, why would you put the place of connection here. ”

"As soon as I teleported here, I rushed over one by one, especially the real soldiers, who clearly came down from the battlefield, as if they were full of murderous aura, and they were clearly afraid that I would go out so boldly and be noticed by others, and lose the effect of a surprise soldier. ”

Zhang Fan knew all this, but it was inconvenient to speak directly, and then asked: "When will the war start?"

"Go to war?" "The real man of the divine soldier smiled bitterly, "three is a small fight, five is a medium fight, ten is a big fight, friction is constantly every day, and someone falls from time to time." ”

Immediately, he said with a straight face: "After the third day, it will be the banner of the big fight, and then the masked girl of the Yellow Dragon of the earth, as well as the eight-armed demon god, will appear!"

(To be continued)