Underworld exchange group

Chapter 1235
Shaking the gourd, there was indeed the sound of water inside. Zhang Fan held it to his ear. It didn't sound like much, but there was indeed. Is this the psychic liquid condensed by the chaotic celestial phenomena?

I took it under my nose and sniffed it again. There was no smell, but when I inhaled it into my nose, it was indescribably refreshing, as if my whole brain had been opened.

"Is this liquid drinkable?"

The gourd gave Zhang Fan, a person of later generations, the feeling that it was not a magic weapon. For a long time, he was the one who filled the world with wine, and the gourd contained it, in his opinion, it was drinkable.

He was a little hesitant. After all, this is not an ordinary gourd. If he drinks it wrongly... His body should be fine, but the chaos liquid may be wasted.

But he still intends to try. Chaos should allow the heaven, earth, water and wind to pour on the same person.

Gulu, just a small sip, and there will be nothing in it, sticking out his tongue, he is so stingy that he is not willing to give up the last drop of liquid.

After the chaotic liquid entered his body, Zhang Fan had a strange feeling. How should I put it, Mastery can't be absorbed, but it can be injected into his body, and he can't use it.

"Wrong use?"

But before he finished talking, his whole body felt weird, his whole body felt a coolness, and his whole body became comfortable, as if he had experienced the washing of the marrow and cutting of the tendons.

"call!"

With the attitude of giving it a try, Zhang Fan re-cultivated the air way, and a hurricane swept out with a touch of his finger, which made him overjoyed. Before using the wind spell, there was no reaction at all.

"can!"

Zhang Fan is overjoyed, since he can cultivate, it means that he has the opportunity to pour all the earth, water, fire and wind on himself.

What follows is a long training process.

But Zhang Fan was full of energy.

A hundred years later, Zhang Fan reached the Great Consummation of Feng Dao, and after that, his cultivation entered a flat period. The cultivation was not too fast, but it was much faster than that of Water Dao. It seemed that the Chaos Liquid had changed his aptitude. Make his body more compatible, maybe even compatible with everything.

More than 700 years later, Fengdao Jinxian was reached.

After 2000, Feng Dao Zhenren was reached.

During this period, Zhang Fan never went out. He seems to be more accustomed to this way of retreat. He has experienced such a difficult waterway as Shura, and now he feels that it is actually very fast. tired.

After another 3000 years, Zhang Fan reached half-step Tianzun.

"almost!"

There are also more than 300 shackles in the wind path. So far, he has untied more than 20 shackles, and his subsequent practice has entered a slow period of bottleneck.

After 12 billion years, he reached Fengdao Tianzun.

Finally, the four elements of earth, water, fire, and wind gathered on him alone, and Zhang Fan could clearly feel that the holy power in his body exploded like a blowout.

"Success!"

Zhang Fan's heart was agitated, his whole body was so excited that he couldn't control himself, after so much effort, he finally found a way to deal with the saint.

"Coffin maker, die."

Zhang Fan walked out of the ancient gate, feeling the world in front of him, thinking about where to go to deal with the coffin maker, he wanted to minimize the impact.

According to his inference, the older the better.

Opening his third eye, he searched for the space-time coordinates, but to Zhang Fan's astonishment, the coffin maker seemed to have disappeared except after the preacher's dojo.

No matter which time and space he searched, he couldn't find the coffin maker.

"How could this be?"

Why did the coffin maker seem to disappear out of thin air?

"Could he be avoiding me sincerely?"

It doesn't make sense, the maker of the coffin never left the dojo of the preacher before he was sanctified. Therefore, almost none of the believers who offered sacrifices were his disciples, but they all followed Lei Zu. After being holy, it is reasonable to say that you should not be afraid of yourself, why should you hide?
"where is it?"

No matter how well the coffin maker can hide, he will not be able to jump out of this time and space. If he really wants to hide from Zhang Fan for the rest of his life, he might as well die. He must not be avoiding it deliberately.

Zhang Fan planned to go back to the point of no return first, and he hadn't gone back for a long time.

"Come back, how are things going?"

"Let's make a living."

The son is very good. At this stage, he basically eats and sleeps, and sleeps and eats. Sleeping occupies most of his time.

Shui Zixian's body is very fragrant, standing in the midst of yellow flowers, there is a soul-stirring beauty, people are more beautiful than scenery, it is about this moment, the time stage he returns to, to Shui Zixian, it is only a day , really didn't feel anything, but Zhang Fan held back for more than a billion years, and this guy shamelessly said: "Master, do you feel the wind is blowing?"

Shui Zixian blushed slightly: "What's the wind, talking nonsense!"

"Look, the yellow flowers are blown all over the sky by the wind?"

Shui Zixian insisted: "It's not windy either."

"We can't talk nonsense with our eyes open."

Shui Zixian's face turned pink, her clear eyes became more coquettish, her jade hands trembled slightly, "Not at all!"

"Then let's sit in the room!"

"Sit down and sit down!"

After a long time, Zhang Fan said: "I have found a way to deal with the coffin maker, but I won't be able to find where he is for a while, and it will be a bit troublesome."

The blush on Shui Zixian's face did not fade: "Your brain is not very useful, you should learn from Zi Yun. Isn't it easy to know where the coffin maker is?"

"Ok?"

Shui Zixian smiled and said: "You, you are so stupid, go to the later generations to look up the ancient books, there must be a record of the coffin maker's presence and absence."

"Yup!"

Zhang Fan got up quickly, and Shui Zixian reminded him: "Remember to bring Zi Yun, that little fox's luck is very useful, it will make it easier for you to find someone."

Taking Zi Yun back to the ancient times, he went to the Heavenly Court to browse the relevant ancient books. There are only two records about the coffin maker.

His two appearances both carried destructive attacks. In view of the first two times, Zhang Fan was more certain that it was his third attack when Tian Yan stopped in the later generations.

"Let's go, let's go before the ancient Tianyan stops."

Zhang Fan did not choose Taikoo because what happened in Taikoo was already doomed. The destruction of Taikoo was not repaired, and after the ancient Tianyan stopped, it was reopened.

With a flash of the third eye, Zhang Fan disappeared in place with Zi Yun. When they appeared, the two of them had already appeared on the top of an ancient peak.

Even though it was far away, Zhang Fan could hear the shouts of killing all over the sky, and in the distant sky, there were millions of troops fighting against each other.

"Great, it's all religions and various forces encircling and suppressing Chanjiao."

"Ok!"

Zhang Fan has seen many wars, but this time, it is definitely the most intense battle he has ever seen. The sky is full of people, the sky is on fire, tens of thousands of miles away, the scale is huge, and the number of deaths is huge.

That monster, Tianyan will stop, if this fight continues, the world will be destroyed.

In it, Zhang Fan could feel that Chanjiao united with the whole world to start the Nine Transformations of Heaven and Earth, and with the added power of Nine Transformations of Heaven and Earth, Chanjiao was almost an enemy of the entire world with its own power.

"where is he?"

Zhang Fan opened his eyes and searched the world, but all the ghost cultivators gathered on the battlefield, and blind spots appeared in most of the world.

"Big, he is most likely the driving force behind this battle."

Zhang Fan agrees with Zi Yun's conjecture. The Zhao sect has been defeated, and Buddhism has been destroyed by him. What remains is the sword sect, the sacrificial sect, and Confucianism, as well as saints and ancestors. The small sect, the small faction, would have been difficult to form such a large scale without a saint behind him as a pusher.

"Big brother, look!"

Zi Yun suddenly cried out, Zhang Fan followed Zi Yun's line of sight, his eyes widened involuntarily: "It's the root of chaos...the man under the tree."

"The root of chaos is withering as if..."

Zhang Fan pondered, there is only one possibility that the root of chaos will wither, and that is that the owner of the chaotic gourd has suffered injury, his life has passed away, and the people under the tree are in danger.

"Quick, it's possible he did it!"

Only saints can deal with saints.

boom!
Before Zhang Fan arrived, in the far sky, an extremely strong force came from the far end of the root of chaos, "This force is..." His face changed drastically. Once, it was in the ancient times in another time and space.

(End of this chapter)