Zhang Fan's realization, the envy of millions of immortals, in the heart of Long Lingyu, who was so excited and incoherent, was like a floating cloud.

Before he could wake up, he had already walked under the supernatural fruit tree, and from a distance, everything was green, although each had its own mysteries, but it was obviously not ripe.

"Oops, no one has ever seen the election, and I don't know what to do, what's the point?"

"If you are not careful, will you miss this rare opportunity?"

"Why should I be the first?"

In Long Lingyu's mind, countless different methods of collecting special spirit fruits flashed in an instant, some needed to use pure gold vessels, some needed rootless water, and some were determined to obtain pure jade...... The examples of taking the law and escaping into the ground, and actually falling off the branches and scattering, are really countless, which makes him shudder.

That mentality of suffering from gains and losses lasted until Long Lingyu's footsteps approached and subtle changes occurred on the Divine Power Fruit Tree.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, all the chaotic thoughts passed away with the wind, and as far as his eyes could see, there was a magic fruit on the magic fruit tree that was gradually dyed with layers of red, and then moved against the wind, as if beckoning, asking it to come quickly.

If Long Lingyu didn't understand that this was the Divine Passage Fruit arranged by Zhang Fan for him, then he would not be a noble descendant of Jiaolong, but the stupid and stupid boar, and immediately took three steps and two steps, and ran over to the ground.

Just as he was standing under the Divine Power Fruit Tree, directly below the rapidly ripening fruit, as if there was a tacit understanding, accompanied by a gust of wind, the Divine Channel Fruit fell off the branch.

Long Lingyu's eyes immediately widened, and he carefully took it into his hand, and when he saw that there was nothing unusual, he let out a long breath with a look of satisfaction.

In the process of picking fruits, his heart turned a thousand times, seven up and eight down, which was better than all the worries in his life.

"The Divine Passage Fruit, it's finally here, and it's not unjust to take the risk this time!"

Long Lingyu had completely forgotten the time when he was on the line of life and death at this time, and scolded his ancestor in his heart, and now he thought that those old guys were still a little pleasing to the eye.

At this time, the divine channel fruit that fell in his palm looked completely different from when he was on the tree, his eyes were red and lovely, transparent and crystalline, and there was a faint mist surrounding it, like a thin cloud dragon, swimming in Youzai.

"Good to buy!"

Long Lingyu had already decided to settle in the bag, and had made up his mind to eat the Divine Passage Fruit in front of this Donghua Daojun, if he went back, he might not know who would fall into his stomach.

A magical power given by Donghua Daojun is also greedy for those old guys.

However, before eating, he still wanted to taste it, and after looking at its color, he held the divine channel fruit to his nose with both hands, and sniffed deeply~"Ah~~"

An unexpected scene happened, Long Lingyu subconsciously exclaimed, and immediately stared blankly at the empty hands, as well as the divine channel fruit that still turned into a faint mist and penetrated straight through his mouth and nose.

Long Lingyu was stunned for a moment, and in an instant, the mist dissipated, and the Divine Passage Fruit had already integrated into his body, and there was no trace of it.

"This ...... That...... I didn't know what it tasted like~~"

Long Lingyu was depressed for a while, but he didn't find the million immortals, at least more than half of them wanted to pinch his neck and ask what it smelled like.

The depression came and went quickly, he knew that the opportunity must not be lost and never come again, and he didn't care about the eyes of everyone, so he quickly sat down cross-legged, immersed in his body, and realized the changes.

But in a moment, he reopened his eyes, and an indescribable ecstasy could not be contained.

What could not be contained was also the change in Long Lingyu's body.

"Whew~"

A dragon groan, up to nine days, is not out of the heart, but the dragon blood in the body boiling, as if burning.

"Divine Power: Heavenly Dragon Change!"

The sound of the dragon's groan, obviously an unconscious roar, could fall into the ears of the millions of immortal cultivators in the audience, but it was as if someone was whispering in their ears all the time, and they could easily distinguish the meaning.

"It turns out that the magic power that Long Lingyu got is called Tianlong Change, it really fits, it is indeed a fateful person!"

Among them, the most envied is the overseas dragon clan who came with Long Lingyu, the magic power of Tianlong Change, just by hearing the name, you know its function, it is the most coveted magic power of all dragon clans**.

When everyone suddenly realized, Long Lingyu could no longer suppress it, and suddenly rose up, resisting the wind, and as for mid-air, his original form had already appeared.

But seeing it, with wings on its back, and a whole body of water blue, it is obvious that the sea and the sky are all overlords.

"It turned out to be a descendant of Ying Long, and sure enough, he was behind his feet. ”

Zhang Fan, who had been watching coldly, nodded secretly when he saw this, and said in his heart that it was no wonder that those people in power of the overseas dragon clan would let him envoy, thinking that it was noble blood, not ordinary.

Speaking of this dragon change, it is Zhang Fan's self-created supernatural power**.

He has carried the Nine Flame Dragon Ball for many years, and has helped the ascetic people reshape the body of the Heavenly Dragon, proficient in the demon script of the demon clan "Dragon", and has part of the inheritance of the Ancient Heavenly Dragon Clan.

Unconsciously, Zhang Fan has gone from seeking a supernatural power but not being able to get it, to the point where he has his own supernatural powers, and all kinds of experiences are embarrassing.

"Bang~"

Long Lingyu showed his true body in the blink of an eye, and he didn't even have time to let out a long howl, and his body shape changed again.

First, there was the sound of air explosion, the ice-blue mist dispersed, and an indescribable cold meaning tilted down, as if suddenly from the scorching summer into the frost and wax moon, and the breath was enough to become ice.

Immediately, the frost and freezing air in the sky condensed, turning into a huge heavenly dragon about a hundred miles long.

The aqua blue crystal is gone, replaced by layers of thick ice, as if the whole body is carved by the ice of the dragon, the dragon groans, can make the world frost, everything cold.

With two wings and a fan, the cold wind can sweep through thousands of miles, blowing everything on the road into frost powder.

"Ancient Frost Dragon~"

Those who are knowledgeable will recognize this terrifying Frost Celestial Dragon root at first glance, which is the Frost Celestial Dragon that holds its bull's ear among the primeval water dragons, which corresponds to the primeval flame dragon of the bitter Daoists.

"嗷~~嗷嗷~~"

Long Lingyu was obviously extremely excited, the dragon groaned, and the sky was full of snow.

Just when everyone was worried about whether he had a surname and wanted to freeze the Lianyun Mountain Range, the body of the Ancient Frost Heavenly Dragon in the sky rolled up and re-transformed into Long Lingyu's incarnate body.

As soon as he landed, he didn't care about the loss of huge footsteps, staggered, fell at Zhang Fan's feet, and said in a trembling voice: "Xiaolong bows to Xie Donghua Daojun's great grace." ”

Zhang Fan nodded slightly, his lips were tightly closed, and he didn't see a slit, but just waved his hand to signal him to retreat.

At this time, he seemed to be immersed in a mysterious realm, and he didn't even want to open his mouth for a while.

This feeling is just like those great monks who practiced closed-mouth meditation in their previous lives, not because they can't speak, but when they speak, they are in the present world, and they can't be careless.

For that word, I can endure silence for a lifetime.

Zhang Fan seemed to be different at this time, and there was a vague feeling that when he spoke again, it was the time when he understood everything and saw the Fa-rectification.

Whether it was Long Lingyu lying in front of him, or the millions of immortals under the seat, at the moment when Zhang Fan calmed down, he seemed to feel something, oppressed invisibly, and all of them were silent and did not dare to disturb.

To the point where Donghua Daojun is enough to be the world's teacher, once he sees his surname with a clear heart, and has an epiphany**, what kind of opportunity, who dares to disturb, who is willing to disturb, who can withstand his thunderous anger?

Even those immortal cultivators who were originally going to sacrifice treasures like overseas dragons to see if they could win the chance to obtain the Divine Passage Fruit, they forcibly pressed it down and did not act rashly.

Candle Jiuxiao, Feng Jiuling and other monks of the Dharma Sect made friends with all the powers, and they also stood up solemnly and surrounded Zhang Fan to protect the Dharma.

Time flies.

Unconsciously, it is already rising and falling, and the moon rises and falls, and all of a sudden, it is already seven days.

Seven said, this ordinary and short day, in the eyes of millions of immortals, is so expected, and how difficult it is.

Genshin Dao, will it continue to be taught?

Northern Xinjiang Ancestor, do you dare to come to the door?

Donghua Daojun, what do you realize, do you have the opportunity to see a thing or two?

All the immortal cultivators present were scratching like cat's paws in their hearts, eager for time to come to an end and uncover all the mysteries.

When people are looking forward to it, time flies very slowly, and in just a few days, it is even more difficult than a hundred years of retreat, and when people calm down and stop paying attention, time flies, like a naughty child who runs from one end of the alley to the other in the blink of an eye.

Seven days, it's here.

The first to wake up the millions of immortals immersed in the strange silence was not the movement on Zhang Fan's body, but a huge noise from outside the sky.

"Row~"

The sound of cracking silk, from far and near, seemed to tear through the sky, piercing, and roaring.

What jumped into his eyes was the stretched and graceful body of the Golden Feather Demon King, and when he was close, the East Imperial Palace, which was between the tangible and invisible, seemed to recognize him, and suddenly cracked open a hole and contained it.

"Bang!"

As soon as his heart relaxed, the Golden Feather Demon King didn't even have time to transform into a body, so he fell to the ground so hard, and suddenly a deep pit was eye-catching.

In the deep pit, the true body of the Golden Feather Demon King was lying on its stomach, and the mist on it was faintly bright red, but the speed was pushed to the limit, and even the qi and blood burned, turning into a cloud of steaming sweat.

"Come on...... Come...... It's coming~"

Panting heavily, the Golden Feather Demon King could barely speak, and between his words, there seemed to be an irrepressible horror and fear.

When everyone saw it, their hearts were immediately awe-inspiring.

How strong the Golden Feather Demon King's ability to escape is, and how fast the speed is, everyone knows it, even if it is an ordinary Divine Dao King, as long as he is not specialized in speed, he will definitely not be able to catch him.

However, in fact, the Golden Feather Demon King did fall into such an embarrassed appearance, looking at his frightened appearance, it was obvious that he was frightened, if it weren't for his identity as a messenger of Donghua Daojun, he might not even be able to come back.

"Who is this coming? Is the ancestor of Northern Xinjiang? What kind of person is that?"

"How can such a strong man not hear of it?

...... One question after another surfaced in everyone's minds, and they were quickly replaced by an earth-shattering movement.

"Boom~"

"Boom~~"

"Boom~~~"

...... A loud noise, as if coming from the distant sky, shook the earth so violently that everything as far as the eye could see shook violently.

Such a big movement, even if Kyushu is all earthquakes and the seven seas are rolling together, it is nothing more than that.

At that time, under the supernatural power tree, Zhang Fan, who had realized the seventh day, finally slammed and opened his eyes.

"I see!"

Huo Di suddenly, he stood up, and the earth-shattering movement was like an idleness, which did not let him focus on the slightest, but raised his arms high and raised his head to the sky and roared.

A thousand mountains shouted, the seven seas roared, heaven and earth borrowed their strength, Zhang Fan let out a long roar, if the whole world was frightened, he made a trembling sound.

At this time, through the translucent barrier of the Eastern Imperial Palace, the millions of immortals could not see the source of the huge noise before, and only felt that it was rapidly approaching, and the pressure was substantial.

If it weren't for the fact that at the same time, Zhang Fan's body also moved, these people would be eager to pinch the neck of the Golden Feather Demon King and ask what the visitor looked like and what kind of place he was.

But at this moment, the huge sound that shook the earth seemed to no longer exist, and everyone's eyes were focused on the supernatural power tree, where Zhang Fan's whole person slowly floated into the air, and a purple sky light penetrated the sky and shrouded his body.

The purple sky light was not integrated, but composed of countless crystalline water droplet-like particles, which continued to pour into the top of Zhang Fan's head.

"Zifu Ganlin!"

There are those who have studied the classics one by one, and in the eyes of these people, any external threats and terrifying existences are not as shocking as the scene in front of them.

According to ancient legends, the classics are clearly recorded, and those who have achieved great success in the Yuan Shen can be compared with each day when the rising sun, the moon rises, and the essence of the moon is introduced, which contains the Yuan Shen and increases its power.

In this process of introducing the essence of the moon, the Yuanshen Dacheng may have a certain opportunity to collect a number of Zifu Ganlin and absorb it in the Yuanshen, which can consolidate the foundation and cultivate the Yuan, and gain what it cannot, which is the most precious treasure of the Yuanshen.

Cultivating immortals, before cultivating to reach the realm of transforming gods and condensing their natal primordial gods, they can use the external force of pills to enhance their cultivation, at best, the foundation is slightly unstable, and it is harmless.

Therefore, there is a saying that wealth is the law and land, and wealth is the supremacy.

However, as for the realm of transforming gods, for immortals, the pill is not so important.

As soon as the primordial spirit is formed, the essence, spirit, qi and blood are condensed, even if the physical body is completely destroyed, as long as the primordial spirit is still there, it can still live forever in the world, and even the power will not be reduced.

The primordial spirit is the foundation, so the things that are very beneficial to the primordial gods are the panacea, and the things that refine the physical body and cultivate spiritual power have become dispensable.

Zifu Ganlin is the first divine object of the Yuan Shen, and the ordinary Shendao Jun occasionally receives a drop and a half, so he cherishes it, or incorporates it into the cultivation foundation of the Yuan Shen, or dilutes it with the spiritual spring to turn into rain, which can help countless future generations of mana, which is very precious.

At the beginning of Zhang Fan's preaching, the sky rained the law, and the rain was all over the world, including the Zifu Ganlin and the emperor's slurry, but the content was very small, and the millions of immortals praised "the teacher is generous" in their hearts.

But the situation in front of us is a different story.

Zhang Fan's surname this time was the Zifu Ganlin, and its number can be called terrifying, if he changed his fellow cultivators to the realm of the Divine Dao Monarch in front of him, he could even stare out of his eyes.

That is, the kung fu of three or two breaths, the purple sky that envelops Zhang Fan is like a waterfall, pouring down, if the Milky Way is tilted for nine days, hanging upside down in the sky, being devoured by Zhang Fan's whale, all of them are contained.

If every Avatar Dao Monarch could be like this, then Zifu Ganlin would not be called the first treasure of the Yuan Shen, nor would it be rare and rare.

If there is a comparison, let all the spirit immortals in the spirit fairy realm shoot together, continuously attract for a thousand years, and then gather everyone's income in one place, or it can barely compete with the heavenly rain that fell on Zhang Fanzifu at this time.

What is this concept?

At this moment, under the massive Zifu Ganlin sky, Zhang Fan is tantamount to the love of the luck of the human race, and the protagonist of the human race.

For a while, the eyes of millions of immortals looking at Zhang Fan were a little complicated, what is unique, what is lucky, compared with this person, they are all different from cloud and mud, heaven and earth.

Not to mention them, even Candle Jiuxiao and the others, who surrounded Zhang Fan and worked hard to protect the Dharma for seven days, looked at Zhang Fan, who was slowly rising in the purple sky at this time, bathed in the purple mansion rain, they were all stunned and couldn't help themselves.

"It is said that the purple mansion is the manifestation of heaven, the essence of heaven and earth, the hero of the world, and the talent of heaven and earth once in a million years, I thought it was wrong, but now it seems that this is indeed the case!"

"Only the heroes of Donghua Daojun can be loved by heaven and earth. ”

...... In the center of the East Imperial Palace, when the top powerhouses in Kyushu such as Candle Jiuxiao, Feng Jiuling, and Skeleton Zhenren sighed, the seemingly endless Purple Mansion Ganlin finally showed signs of stopping.

At the same time, a surging pressure unconsciously emanated from Zhang Fan's body, and even Candle Jiuxiao and the others had to avoid its edge and slowly retreat and move back.

In just a moment's effort, in the center of the huge Eastern Palace, only Zhang Fan stood alone.

"Hahahaha~~~ I see!~~"

Zhang Fan laughed indulgently, endless joy, what purple mansion ganlin, what heaven and earth love, he never put it in his eyes at all, compared with what he realized in his heart, but it was just a drop in the ocean, not worth mentioning.

When the overseas dragon clan presented the blank bronze tripod, Zhang Fan's mind was like countless bronze bells and Da Lu were constantly knocking, as if they were constantly roaring:

"Wake up...... Wake up......"

This way of cultivating immortals is mysterious and mysterious, just like a dream of mortals. People are immersed in dreams, and they don't know when they wake up from the dream, they don't know how it ends, and they don't know how long it lasts.

There are two eyes open and closed, a hundred years have passed in the dream, there is a deep sleep, a short alley in the dream is not finished, the dreamer, when he realizes that he is in a dream, it is often his wakefulness, if not, it is not surprising that a hundred years of dreams come back, thousands of years go back and forth.

The same is true for the obstacle of immortal cultivators.

Barrier life, unless you understand its confusion and wake up to its roots, you can break through and improve, otherwise it is like being immersed in a dream, even if you cultivate for a thousand miles, step by step, it is empty after all.

Zhang Fan's previous situation was exactly like this.

It is true that he is the best in the world, the first person to rise up, and he is invincible in Kyushu and unparalleled in the world, but what can he do?

Before Zhang Fan first fought against the Ancient Thunder Giant, and then fought the corpse and abandoned the Dao behind, he understood that there was some invisible barrier that would unconsciously bind him firmly, and his true strength after the completion of the Yuan Shen should be far more than that.

Not to mention that the primeval thunder giant is the son of the earth, the ancient legacy, needless to mention that the corpse abandonment is the ancient giant, the predecessor of the hero. When it comes to accumulation, they can't catch up with Zhang Fan, who has only been cultivating for hundreds of years.

Five-color divine light, sleeve Qiankun, Zhou Tian Xingchen, Dayan Days!

Regardless of the rest, these four divine powers alone contain countless great avenue mysteries, and with this, Zhang Fan should be high above the nine clouds, looking down on those immortal people who have taken a step ahead.

In the case of Jin Wufa guiding the way and all kinds of divine powers communicating heaven and earth, once Zhang Fan is completed by the Yuan Shen, it is like taking off all barriers, and there should be a rebirth.

When you have the best power, your mouth is the law of heaven and earth, and the backhand becomes a magical technique, which is the power that Zhang Fan should have when he is a god.

After understanding this, Zhang Fan's appearance was not obvious, and he really pondered there for a long time, but he didn't know the essentials and had to put it down temporarily.

Especially after learning of the incomparable glory of the Faxiangzong, the hidden danger and the annoyance and unwillingness to this point filled Zhang Fan's heart.

Until this moment, when Zhang Fan looked up to the sky and roared, everything disappeared, and he was at ease.

"Hahaha~Bronze tripod ......"

Zhang Fan couldn't stop laughing, if he didn't hear the earth-shattering sound from far and near, he reached out and flicked it in front of him.

"Brush!"

Four bronze tripods, with endless ancient vastness, lined up.

Three of them, the inscription is on the body, and the remaining one is blank, which is exactly what the overseas dragon clan has offered before.

Zhang Fan's gaze swept over the four bronze tripods lined up, as if smiling: "Bronze tripods, great magical powers." These six big characters have trapped me Zhang Fan for hundreds of years, and now I can go to it!"

Saying that, with a flick of his hand, the first three bronze tripods suddenly became a general appearance, and their tripods were empty, and the five-colored divine light was full of light.

Then, Zhang Fan's gaze shifted and stared at the last bronze tripod.

Suddenly, all kinds of words appeared, including the Chinese Zhongding Jinwen, the Western Sanskrit, and the demon gods and inhuman characters...... Every word is full of great power and power, such as the direct condensation of supernatural powers, and there are unfathomable mysteries.

All kinds of words circulated, and finally returned to nothingness, and the four bronze tripods became ordinary.

"The limit of three supernatural powers, the extreme of nine, I Zhang Fan in my life, how can I let a bronze tripod lead me?"

Zhang Fan couldn't stop laughing, just a little bit.

Four bronze tripods, should refer to the birth of change, one life two, two birth three, must become nine poles.

The nine bronze tripods juxtaposed, the shape and appearance are the same, except for Zhang Fan, no one can tell the difference between them.

Zhang Fan's laughter became more and more hearty, as if he was singing, and he turned his palms down:

"Where is the bronze tripod?"

"Bang~"

Under the palm of his hand, the nine bronze tripods were scattered into gray and dusty powder.

"What kind of magic has he ever had?!"

The bronze tripod scattered into the sky and powder is integrated into Zhang Fan's body, like a scattered wanderer returning home, and a tired tired bird throwing himself into the forest, which is the luck of the past and present lives, gathered in one furnace.

Melting luck as a whole, no longer limited to foreign objects, before this scene, Zhang Fan was really able to borrow the bronze tripod luck, but "borrowing" is "borrowing" after all, not "having".

It was only at this time that he really had that great luck.

Divine luck, luck and luck, the way of luck, how mysterious, is the condensation of the essence of the world, the imprint of divine power, and the fireworks of all people, among them.

"Until now, I Zhang Fan didn't understand that today is and yesterday is not, all kinds of things before, but carving a boat to ask for a sword and a wood to ask for a fish, it's really ridiculous and lamentable. ”

Zhang Fan's aura around him changed again and again, or obscure and condensed, or empty and light, or ethereal, without sinking beyond the mountains...... Unmeasurable, indescribable!

At this time, like the will of heaven, the loud bang from far and near finally arrived outside the East Palace.

Suddenly, without warning, a high mountain of Lianyun branch collapsed and razed to the ground, leaving only a huge footprint, which was eye-catching.

Stepping on the mountains with one foot and leveling tens of thousands of miles, this kind of horror shocked millions of immortals.

At this time, they understood why the Golden Feather Demon King, who was the envoy of Donghua Daojun, was so afraid.

One after another, step by step, there was no trace of the enemy, only the huge footprints, one after another.

"Donghua Daojun, I, here!"

A magnificent sound sounded, with the sonorous sound of gold and iron, and the dullness of earth and stone, which reverberated violently, shaking the entire Lianyun Mountain Range and shaking the foundation of the earth.

No one doubts, let him continue to step forward, will this Qinzhou leyline be cut off?

No one doubted that if you follow the footprints in the direction of northern Xinjiang, you will be able to see a terrifying footprint, all the way from northern Xinjiang to the center of Qinzhou, all the way to Kyushu, and the domineering is irresistible.

"Northern Xinjiang Ancestor!"

"This is the Northern Frontier Ancestor in the mouth of the Dragon Warrior Barbarian?!"

"I really have the qualifications to fight with Donghua Daojun!"

Even if the millions of immortals no longer want to admit it, they have to admit that this ancestor of Northern Xinjiang is indeed extremely terrifying, and I really don't know how such a character came out of the wilderness of Northern Xinjiang?

"Fortunately, we still have Donghua Daojun, and the teacher is here!"

At this time, millions of immortals all condensed their eyes on Zhang Fan, who was enlightened under the supernatural tree, and only this person could refuse this fang.

"Boom~"

A thunderous sound sounded in the sky above the East Imperial Palace, and the invisible huge soles of the feet that stepped on Kyushu all the way finally emerged, bringing up endless ripples as if the space could not bear its weight, and stepped fiercely towards the top of the East Imperial Palace.

"Good time!"

Zhang Fan suddenly raised his head, looked at the huge soles of his feet that wanted to level the millions of immortals in the Gongdong Palace of the Lianyun Mountain Range, and laughed out loud: "The ancestor is so Yaxing, this seat is enlightened**, the ancestor will come to the door to make an appointment, it is the will of heaven like a knife, pointing to you as my test legal person!"

The long laughter accompanied by the heroic words echoed in the nine heavens, and a round thing flew out of Zhang Fan's sleeve, and the nine-colored brilliance bloomed and shattered into powder.

During this period, Zhang Fan walked seven steps around, pointing to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other, spitting thunder:

"Duh!"

(To be continued)