Ancestor, Watch Over Me

The fog is endless, Zhang Laozu took Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan, running wildly.

However, after the three of them ran for a long time, they suddenly discovered that they were still spinning in place.

"Ancestor, this seems to be the mysterious mist formation!" Zhang Junjie suddenly said, his eyes scanned the mist surging in all directions.

Zhang Pao was taken aback, he had never heard of this formation.

Zhang Fan said, "This is a side-by-side formation collected on the third floor of the Canggong Pavilion of our family, and it is generally formed naturally."

Suddenly, Zhang Laozu looked at Zhang Fan and Zhang Junjie, smiled with relief, and said: "My ancestor, I had anticipated today’s predicament a long time ago, so let the two of you compete to practice the third-level exercises of the Tibetan Gong Pavilion. Yeah, it's used now!"

"Ancestor Yingming!" Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan said in unison.

Zhang Laozu has a happy smile on his face.

"Okay, now the ancestors give you a chance to perform and break this misty mysterious formation for us."

Zhang Junjie was about to do it, but Zhang Fan suddenly said, "Brother Jie, there is a little brother, you can just watch it by the side!"

After that, he suddenly shot his fingers, slamming his fingers, and emitting the light of the Five Elements God Thunder.

Boom boom boom.

There was a roar in the mist, and the sky suddenly brightened.

"The formation is broken, Xiao Fan, you are the best! The ancestors didn't hurt you for nothing!!"

"No! Patriarch, Brother Jie is the best, I am second!"

"Stop talking nonsense, go!"

Zhang Laozu rolled up Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan, and rushed away quickly.

On the way, a living dead rushed over, and the three of them made an unstoppable attack.

"Aw—"

An extremely strong coercion came, with a yin and evil air, the tall figure walked out of the mist, blood-red eyes fixed on the three of them, and blood stains remained at the corners of the mouth. It is obvious that the previous group of people suffered a lot from it. .

"A big cow-level living dead!" Zhang Laozu was shocked, and directly waved the shroud in his hand.

boom!

With a loud noise, the big cow-level living dead was directly lifted off and exploded in the void.

Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan's eyes lit up.

Patriarch Zhang did not delay, the two bright followed him, rushing through the misty swamp in one breath.

Then, there is an endless stretch of bone ridge.

As soon as the three of them stepped in, countless dead creatures stood up and rushed towards the three of them roaring.

Among them, there are more terrifying fluctuations in the clouds, as if another great evil is awakening.

"Follow me!"

The shroud in Zhang Old Ancestor's hand was working, and it suddenly became bigger and turned into a curtain, pulling Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan to stand on it and rushing past.

Rumbling.

Wherever it went, countless dead creatures were cut and turned into fragments.

This shroud is the shroud of the longevity sky, with a strong evil aura and murderous intent. It is the bottom of Zhang's method of pressing the box, and it is also the greatest confidence he dares to come here.

suddenly!

As soon as the sky darkened, a huge white bone palm bombarded it, and suddenly the sky turned into a black hole.

Zhang Patriarch's shroud glowed brightly and greeted him.

But his palm was invincible and shot down abruptly.

boom.

The three of Zhang Laozu were beaten off.

Half of Zhang's body exploded, Zhang Junjie's body was chapped, and Zhang Fan's waist was broken.

The three of them were extremely miserable, quickly repairing their bodies, and hurriedly fled.

This is a dangerous and terrifying escape.

The shroud in Zhang Pao's hand is not good anymore.

At the same moment, a violent explosion sounded in the distance.

The two big cows of the Hehuan Sect are running away with a group of Taoist servants. They are also being chased by terrible dead creatures. There were originally ten Taoist servants, but now only five people remain, and both of them are injured.

The three of Zhang Laozu saw each other, and the other party also saw Zhang Laozu.

"Ah, it's you, Bald Zhang! You didn't die and you came to this place."

Beside the two big cows of the Hehuan Sect, the servant who led the way recognized the old ancestor Zhang and exclaimed.

One hundred and thirty thousand years ago, he and Zhang Laozu and a group of Taoist servants followed Qingsha Da Niu to chase and kill powerful enemies, and entered this place by mistake.

He thought everyone else was dead except him, and he did not expect to meet Mr. Zhang today.

The old Zhang bald!

Old ancestor Zhang coldly snorted. No one has called him Bald Zhang for 130,000 years. This shameful title!

"No palm, go!"

He took a palm in the air and slashed it.

Then, without looking back, waving the shroud, rolled up Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan, and quickly fled away.

The shroud, after all, is something related to the eternal life, and its magical power is unimaginable.

The two big cows of the Hehuan Sect sneered, and followed them with a group of Taoist attendants.

The yellowed old map in Zhang Laozu's hand played a role.

He turned left and right, shuttled through the White Bone Mountains, rushing out with difficulty, and came to a new place.

In front of him was a huge wall of blood-colored flesh, which was constantly squirming, not knowing how high it was tens of thousands of long, and how wide it was horizontally and horizontally, without seeing the end.

This is the flesh and blood of an unknown creature. It has been dead for many years, but the flesh and blood is not withered, and it still stands on the ground.

You can clearly see the blood vessels as thick as giant branches, intertwined in flesh and blood.

However, such a large piece of flesh and blood, **** and deadly spirit can be imagined.

The mist in the distance is formed by the evil spirit of Yin.

Zhang Pao's eyes scanned the wall of flesh and blood, and at last he suddenly looked at one of the blood vessels and yelled to follow me.

Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan immediately followed.

The three jumped up and approached a blood vessel.

In that blood vessel, there is an invisible crack.

"Back then, we entered from here."

Zhang Laozu said, took out a magic knife, and instantly cut out the hand speed of the single holy land Yuwen ancestor, and the shadow of the knife became a film.

boom

With a sound, the blood vessels burst, and tsunami-like blood gushed out.

"In!"

With a loud roar, Old Ancestor Zhang rushed up against the spewing blood and rushed into the blood vessel.

Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan rushed in.

This blood vessel is thick, as thick as an ancient tree hugged by ten people, and can walk in it, like a **** passage with countless branches inside.

The blood in the veins was waist, rushing like a big river, making a rumbling sound.

"hiss!"

Suddenly, a harsh cry came out, and an ugly creature in the blood river jumped up, carrying a blood shadow, and pounced on the three of them.

This creature is like a cockroach and a centipede, hideous and terrifying, with fangs and blood knives.

"cut!"

Zhang Laozu slashed out and killed the blood creature.

But in an instant, in the river of blood in the blood vessel channel, countless bubbles appeared, and blood shadow creatures rushed out one after another, roaring and biting.

Zhang Laozu danced his sword into the light curtain, Zhang Junjie's fist glowed, bombarding him constantly, and the river of blood shook.

Zhang Fan was also taking action, killing a swarm of blood shadow creatures.

They kill as they walk.

There are too many blood shadow creatures, and they can't stop killing them. At a glance, the entire blood vessel channel is this kind of creature.

And gradually, more powerful blood shadow creatures appeared, with a terrifying aura, coming straight to the strongest Ancestor Zhang.

"boom!"

With just one blow, Old Ancestor Zhang was smashed into a bifurcation channel, and in an instant, a fierce battle broke out in that bifurcation.

"Ancestor!"

Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan screamed, but before and after the passage, two powerful blood-shadow creatures slaughtered over. The two rushed to flee, fighting each other into a bifurcated passage.

Zhang Junjie flees frantically and keeps advancing along the bifurcated blood vessel. He doesn't know where the road leads, anyway, wherever there is a way, he will go wherever he goes.

Behind him, the blood shadow creature exudes the aura of the peak of the Supreme Void Realm, not a big cow, but far from his opponent.

I don't know how long I have fled, where I have fled, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Zhang Junjie scanned around and found that the blood in the blood vessel channel he was in had dried up, and even the blood vessel wall was cracked like a spider web.

Through the gap, he saw a faint light piercing.

Perceiving all around, but the perception was so suppressed, he could not find Zhang Old Ancestor, nor did he find Zhang Fan's breath.

"It seems that we are going to fight alone, but fortunately, Father God Monument is here!"

Zhang Junjie thought of the power of God Tablet Father, and immediately became more confident.

He walked along the dry blood vessel channel, getting narrower and narrower, and could no longer move forward. Looking at the cracked blood vessel wall, he gritted his teeth and punched frantically, trying to bombard a way out.

At this time, he realized that his fist seemed extraordinarily hard, and the blood vessel wall he was hitting made a sound of iron, but his fist did not hurt at all.

However, the blood vessel wall seemed to shatter at any time, but under his full bombardment, it was still unbreakable.

"Papa Shenbei, please!"

Zhang Junjie felt the **** monument in his mind.

In the space of the sacred monument, Liu Fan controlled the sacred monument to fly out. With a single blow, the blood vessel wall burst and turned into powder, and a big hole appeared.

Zhang Junjie grinned, "Shenbei father is very violent, but I like it!"

He used a secret method to bring the **** monument into his mind, but found that the **** monument did not move at all, but flickered, rushing out of the blood vessel hole.

Zhang Junjie hurriedly followed.

At this time, the scene before him stunned him.

This is a place similar to a cliff in the clouds, and he is standing halfway up the cliff.

Looking up, the clouds are mighty, looking down, the abyss below is not bottomed, looking up, there is a huge blood-colored island floating in the void.

On the blood-colored island, one after another, the longevity qi was flying, like snowflakes and ribbons, countless, making the entire **** island a cloud of longevity.

"Great opportunity, I am Zhang Junjie, Zhang Changsheng from the old Zhang family!"

Zhang Junjie danced with excitement.

In the space of the **** stele ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the ancestor Liu Fan opened his eyes, his eyes shocked, excited and surprised.

He has high strength, sees farther and more clearly.

Where is the Scarlet Island, but the heart of an unknown creature!

This heart is too big, it is a hundred thousand miles in radius, and there are a lot of blood bumps on it, and it looks like a large rolling mountain.

On the heart, in some places there is a bright light soaring into the sky, obviously there are good things, but in some places, the black energy is violent, and the evil spirit is raging, which is obviously a place of great evil.

But the ancestor Liu Fan didn't care about this. His sight tightly locked the golden cloud in the middle of this huge heart.

This golden cloud, like the golden glaze god, shattered into fog, is very sacred, and in the aura of longevity, it is as noble as an emperor.

"Heaven-level longevity!"

Liu Fan was excited, and his eyes were as bright as the sun.

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