The East Imperial Palace of the Lianyun Mountains has not fallen for more than ten years.

Zhang Fan in the Lidong Palace, preaching the world, explaining the Yuanshen Avenue, the path of eternal life, those who are destined can come to listen to the sermon, ten years have taught no class, millions of monks regardless of people, demons, all perform disciple salutes, called "teacher".

Three thousand six hundred and fifty days, into the number of days of the Great Zhou, Zhang Fan achieved the prestige of the Eastern Emperor, and the sermon came to an end.

After he set up seven disciples and passed them on to the Dao Foundation, heaven and earth sympathized, and heaven and earth thought about it, whether it was Zhang Fan himself or the millions of immortals who listened to the Tao, they all knew that it was the last moment of this Dharma propagation and immortality.

Countless eyes watched Zhang Fan fly higher and higher under the support of the Xuanhuang clouds, looking at the dozens of gods manifesting clouds, above the supernatural tree, the top of millions of immortals.

Rolling Xuanhuang Qi, heaven and earth were born, if endless, poured into Zhang Fan's body, poured into the East Imperial Palace, and as time passed, it gradually rolled like boiling, as if calling for something, and as if it was venting something...... "this ......"

Among the millions of immortals, such as Candle Jiuxiao and other powerful and profound figures, the top figures under the gods, saw this scene and suddenly found that something was wrong, and they stood up one by one, their expressions changed greatly, and they were shocked.

They couldn't understand what these dark yellow clouds were, but the terrifying mood contained in them, and the fact that they could be part of the Great Dao Foundation, were enough to show that they were extraordinary.

Now, these seemingly endless, immeasurable Xuanhuang clouds, incarnated into air currents, restless and violent, implicitly oppressed to a limit, but unable to produce qualitative changes, almost bursting open.

With Candle Jiuxiao's cultivation realm, they can already faintly perceive that once these Xuanhuang clouds explode, I am afraid that there will be millions of people present, except for a few Avatar Divine Dao Monarchs who have a chance to escape, the rest of the people will be determined to be powdered, and there will be no physiology.

Zhang Fan was in the center, surrounded by immeasurable Xuanhuang Yunqi, if he really continued to develop like this, he would be the first to fall!

At this time when everyone was worried, Zhang Fan, who was in the center of the storm, as if he had expected it, looked at the clouds of the Divine Dao monarchs, spat out his words, and passed into the ears of millions of immortals:

"I planted the supernatural tree, and accumulated supernatural fruits!"

"Today, the ten years of preaching will be full, the magic power is ripe, and it can be left as a gift, and you can wait later, you can take it, and each depends on chance!"

...... "what ......"

Just when the millions of immortals showed ecstasy on their faces, and they couldn't believe their ears, the supernatural tree full of green fruits suddenly shook, and a red glow filled the tips of the branches.

One thought and one word, three thousand six hundred and fifty magical powers are ripe!

No need to be informed, no one to be reminded, millions of immortals instantly understood what this meant, that red and colorful glow, isn't it a collection of colors after maturity? There are all kinds of bird scales, five divine beasts, and five elements changing...... Countless breaths, mixed in the sky above the supernatural tree, bright as smoke.

This is the breath of supernatural powers, it is the power of the origin, and millions of immortals are in an uproar. One by one, their eyes were like substance, staring tightly, as if they wanted to pluck the magic fruit with their eyes and swallow it.

When Zhang Fan's voice completely fell, the supernatural powers that were the number of days of the Great Zhou trembled together, with different directions and different priorities, as if they were really looking for someone who was destined to inherit the supernatural powers.

Zhang Fan's "each by chance" is not a lie, in fact, the three thousand six hundred and fifty divine power fruits and three thousand six hundred and fifty magic skills on this magic tree are not all created by Zhang Fan himself like the "Heavenly Dragon Change".

The vast majority of them are those who have great magical powers, and in the process of listening to the sermon, they unconsciously let go of their hearts, open their arms, and resonate with the sound of the Great Dao of Zhang Fan, and they have a glimpse of their true meaning.

Zhang Fan then combined the true meaning of the divine power he realized with his own avenue to transform into a divine channel fruit. The supernatural power contained in it is not the original, but better than the original.

With his Dao comprehension, it is far from being comparable to the original owners of those supernatural powers, even if he listens to the sermon for ten years and never stops, it will definitely not be able to match his casual improvement.

The fate in Zhang Fan's mouth refers to the original people of those supernatural powers. The difference is that each of these supernatural powers often comes from more than one person, and who will end up with this supernatural fruit really depends on a bit of luck.

When the attention of millions of immortals was attracted by the accumulation of divine powers, the gods and Daoists present, whether it was the old rabbit corpse abandoning the Daoist and others, or the dozens of gods who were always hidden in the clouds in the sky, all of them either frowned or raised their eyebrows, bringing out a bit of a sudden taste.

"Good boy, good Donghuang, I understand. ”

The old rabbit sighed, it was really lost the taste of the carrot in his mouth, and the whole person shook his head, like drinking elixir.

The corpse abandonment Taoist on the side was also amazed, and his eyebrows danced: "I am willing to change the heart of heaven between them, and millions of immortals gather their minds!" ”

"Zhang Daoyou's method is stronger than the method of the Shinto incense and fire method he obtained from the deity!"

"Ahh At this time, it is even more unprecedented, connected to the real Tianxin Avenue, and it is also 'stronger', it is really a horse that does not know how long the face is. ”

The corpse abandoned Taoist was blushing by the old rabbit, "You, you, you ......" for a long time, and I couldn't say anything, everyone knows the roots, who can I hide.

Compared with them, the dozens of gods in the sky were not so comfortable, and a solemn depression gradually dispersed.

At the same time, those condensed and violent, like the Xuanhuang clouds that wanted to explode, if they got some catharsis, half into Zhang Fan's top Xuanhuang Qingyun, and half into the East Palace, making it more and more condensed, and the coercion of condensation was revealed.

This process lasted for a while, and then slowly slowed down, as if a thousand longitudinal slendermen could not drag the ship of ten thousand jun, and the momentum of the follow-up powerlessness was revealed.

"Whew~"

Zhang Fan let out a sigh of relief, only to feel that he had reached an indescribable realm, just like ten years ago through the Bronze Ding Qi Luck and the evolution of all kinds of great magical powers, he was just one step away from being able to go further.

"I have been preaching for ten years, and you can be regarded as my disciples, how can you be without treasure?"

"Today, there are treasure rocks, scattered thousands of magic weapons, and there is a fate for them, and everyone can take them by themselves. ”

...... As he spoke, a large area of Xuanhuang clouds condensed, forming a huge Xuanhuang rock with a sharp and flat surface, and the stones scattered on it were condensed into three ancient characters of "Fenbao Rock" as if they were natural.

Regardless of the rest, this treasure rock alone, with an obscure and terrifying breath, is a supreme treasure.

Fenbao rock into it, Zhang Fan waved his sleeves again, the cuffs suddenly swelled, and it became a trend of covering the sky, and tens of thousands of streamers of various colors swarmed out from it and fell on the treasure rock.

"Boom~"

Suddenly, the endless treasure light erupted from the Fenbao Rock, reflecting the sky above the Lianyun Mountain Range into a magnificent color, colorful and dazzling, even the sunset and sunset, which were inferior to the very dreamy.

These tens of thousands of magic weapons were condensed in one fell swoop by Zhang Fan devouring treasure spiritual energy, devouring countless spiritual materials and ores, and using ** power to cover the world's instrument cultivation.

The world is so big, and he is the only one who can refine these tens of thousands of treasures without much effort!

Such a big deal, naturally he is the only one who can do it!

"Divide the treasure rock, scatter the treasure, and leave the fate?!"

Millions of immortals, all crazy about it.

In the front, there are supernatural trees and supernatural fruits, and there are ten thousand treasures on the treasure rock!

What a majestic move, Zhang Fan's brief words completely sent the entire Lianyun Mountain Range into the boiling magma, and millions of immortals were all enveloped in a frenzy.

Even if it is Candle Jiuxiao, Feng Jiuling, Skeleton Real People, and Divine Soldier Real People...... This kind of cultivation of the Yuan Infant True Person, in the face of the supernatural powers of this Great Zhou Dynasty and tens of thousands of magic weapons, can not keep calm, let alone the millions of immortals, most of them are low-level cultivators.

An unprecedented opportunity, an unprecedented grand occasion throughout the ages!

"Disciple, thank you for your generous gift!"

Millions of immortals are blessed to the general soul, and they all bow and thank you in unison, and there is a big salute to worship, and the black pressure is overwhelming.

Zhang Fan nodded slightly, waved his hand and said, "Wait, go get the treasure yourself!"

From beginning to end, his gaze never left the manifestation cloud qi of the Dozens of Transformation Divine Dao Monarchs, as if he had been brewing and waiting for something.

is the same as him, and that Dozens of Divine Dao Monarchs are not unwilling to do it, but they are also waiting.

As for what they are waiting for, only they are themselves, and there are a few people who are not in the game and are clear bystanders, who can know it.

The rest are busy, and they can understand the mysteries.

Just like Zhang Fan gave the Divine Passage Fruit before, as soon as this treasure rock came out, the Xuanhuang Cloud Qi that filled the heavens and the earth operated again, as if it was endlessly heavy and overwhelmed, and every time it turned, there was a roaring sound, echoing in the sky.

The Xuanhuang Qingyun on top of Zhang Fan is becoming more and more large-scale, and the East Imperial Palace, which is becoming more and more earth-shattering, all of this has never attracted the attention of millions of immortals, only the divine channel fruit, the ten thousand treasures on the treasure rock, have attracted all the attention.

As soon as Zhang Fan's three words "go by yourself" came out, millions of immortals could no longer suppress the desire in their hearts, and they rushed up, under the supernatural power tree and on the treasure rock, all of them were full of cultivating immortals, gathering thousands of people.

In these two places, any immortal cultivator, regardless of his cultivation level or position, is suppressed by an invisible force, unable to do anything with people, often thinking about it for a lifetime, and the aura around his body will be dispersed, without exception.

In this regard, no one is surprised, and no one is dissatisfied, it is conceivable that it must be Zhang Fan's hands and feet, and everyone must be made to see the opportunity to get the treasure, at best, it is fast and slow, and there will be no treasure war.

If not, the grand event of the past and the present will not be successful, but will become an unprecedented tragedy, then it will really be ridiculous and generous.

At this end, millions of immortals competed for supernatural powers, taking magic weapons, and there was an uproar; on the other end, Zhang Fan was depressed and condensed like the abyssal sea.

The old rabbit and the others were not moved by the divine channel fruit and the thousands of magic weapons, and dozens of eyes were all condensed on the surging Xuanhuang clouds.

After a while, the old rabbit, the corpse abandoned Dao man, the Qingfeng Dao Monarch and the other Avatar Dao Monarchs who were on Zhang Fan's side frowned in unison, and were shocked: "It's not enough, how can this be good?"

For a while, the eyes of all the Avatar Dao Monarchs present were fixed on Zhang Fan's body.

"He, what else can he do?"

(To be continued)