Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 132 Leaving Kunlun (22)

"Senior brother, tell me, among the disciples of our generation, who is smarter than you, tell me!"

Zhou Fan opened his mouth. He has been practicing in seclusion in Yujing Mountain for 17 years, and he only knows a few people. This is a 'fatal blow'!

"Senior brother, I'm done talking about the business, and my junior sister will leave, and I will come back to ask you for advice in the future!"

Watching off Meng Yunshu's swaying figure, Zhou Fan thought to himself, "It's best not to come again!"

As if hearing Zhou Fan's inner thoughts, Meng Yunshu's figure suddenly turned back, causing Zhou Fan's heart to hang again.

"Senior Brother, Junior Sister came to tell you as soon as she got the news. Tell me, is Junior Sister treating you well?"

There was a 'thank you soon' expression on that beautiful and outrageous face.

Zhou Fan followed suit, with a 'gentle and refined' smile.

"Then thank you, Junior Sister."

Seemingly satisfied with Zhou Fan's answer, Meng Yunshu really left this time.

……

Back at Yujing Mountain Cave Mansion, Zhou Fan crossed his legs and thought about it.

It seems that the next Dongshengzhou will become more chaotic.

Even Yuxu was gone, Zhou Fan didn't think Da Xia could remain calm.

In this way, he had to take the second elder over.

"Big Brother!"

"It's just right!" Lou Yehua and the others were the only ones who called Zhou Fan senior brother in Yuxu, and it just so happened that Zhou Fan also wanted to find them.

After everyone was seated one by one, Zhou Fan opened his mouth to speak.

"Since the Zongmen has made moves, Daxia may not be able to survive alone. I am going to go back to Huiyang Mansion and take my family over."

"Eldest brother, how do you know?" Zhen Depang was stunned.

Zhou Fan glanced at Zhen Depang with a sneer, he remembered the fat man betraying him.

"Didn't we see Junior Sister Meng on the way here? It should be Junior Sister Meng who told the senior brother!" Lou Yehua said thoughtfully.

Speaking of which, among the people Zhou Fan knew, Meng Yunshu's cave was the closest to Zhou Fan.

Glancing at Tu Mengmei secretly, Zhou Fan quickly changed the topic of death.

"Junior Brother Lou, do you have anything to say to Uncle Lou?"

When Dongshengzhou began to show chaos, Zhou Fan and the others were ready to take their relatives over.

Except for Zhou Fan and Lou Yehua's father, all the other family members were there.

"Brother, are you going to go alone?" Lou Yehua frowned.

"It's convenient for one person. Isn't there a teleportation array here? It's very fast. Besides, the name of Yuxu's disciple is still very useful. Tell me, if you have anything to say, I will pass it on to Uncle Lou."

"With Grandpa Wang here, I am very relieved, but it is you, senior brother..." Lou Yehua said in a deep voice.

"Yes, senior brother..." Everyone began to persuade Zhou Fan.

They were very worried about Zhou Fan. Now that Dongshengzhou is in chaos, relying on the name of a Yuxu disciple may not work.

"Eldest brother, you don't know what you are capable of. Also, you need me to tell you about your own physique!"

The source of the chaos in Dongshengzhou can be said to be the four of them.

I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at them now.

Taking them with him, Zhou Fan felt that he was probably dead and returned to Kunlun.

"Brother, you can take me with you." Zhen Depang raised his fat paw.

"You..." Zhou Fan glanced at him sideways and snorted disdainfully.

"Troublesome!" Zhou Fan said mercilessly, his disgust was beyond words.

Zhou Fan didn't have a big heart, but he remembered everything.

"Tomorrow, I'm leaving."

"Then, senior brother, you must be careful on the road, we will wait for you to come back here."

……

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Day two.

Zhou Fan took Yuxu's teleportation array and left the Kunlun Mountains where he had been staying for 17 years.

Chaos, complete chaos.

Broken mountains, piles of bones, bloody rivers, even the air is filled with a trace of murderous intent.

This is what Zhou Fan saw after leaving the Kunlun Mountains.

The farther away from the Kunlun Mountains, the more serious the situation.

this day.

Zhou Fan lowered his escape light on the top of a city.

As soon as it fell, a group of soldiers rushed over and surrounded Zhou Fan.

"Where did the cultivator come from? Don't you have eyes? Such a big flag stands here. This is the territory of the King of Montenegro. Human cultivators will be captured soon."

"This man looks quite raw, and he looks so white, he doesn't have much flesh!"

"..."

Zhou Fan just looked at the mob quietly, brandishing weapons, his eyes glowing red.

"Who is the King of Montenegro?"

Zhou Fan didn't make a move, he had already sensed that something was wrong, the whole city didn't have a trace of fireworks, which is very abnormal.

With Zhou Fan's cultivation level, it's not a problem to confuse these little guys who don't even reach the Dao Foundation level.

"The King of Montenegro..."

As he listened, Zhou Fan's complexion became a little strange, and a surge of anger rose to the sky.

"You guys, all be damned!"

Zhou Fan, who could no longer listen to it, waved his hand, and a wave of white coldness shrouded these people.

No, perhaps these people no longer deserve to be called human beings.

He devoured his own kind, helped the tyrant to abuse his own people, and helped the monster clan to kill his own kind, so that the whole city became the blood of the Black Mountain King.

Too lazy to look at the scum who was struggling and screaming in the cold fire.

Zhou Fan, who already knew the situation of the entire city, used his third magic power.

【The moment the flowers bloom】

A beautiful rain of colorful flowers descended on the entire city.

"what……"

"My lord...help me..."

Regardless of whether it is human scum or demon clan, they all looked at the colorful flowers taking root on their bodies in horror, absorbing their own vitality, primordial spirit, vitality, and essence.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, it is aging, drying up, turning to ashes, colorful flowers bear fruit, and spiritual fruits of different sizes are floating and sinking.

The seven-colored light illuminates the entire city, and also illuminates the sins in the city.

The dense white bones and the hot soup boiled in the pot all illustrate what a tragic tragedy has been experienced here.

Demons eat people, people eat people.

"Damn."

All this happened in an instant, which caught the King of Montenegro off guard.

In the blink of an eye, his confidants, human slaves, were all destroyed by this damned human race.

"Is Huashen complete?" Zhou Fan looked as usual.

"However, with Jindan's cultivation base, he dares to meddle in other people's business. You are looking for death."

The Black Mountain King roared, and a fiery black wind pierced through the void, attacking Zhou Fan with overwhelming resentment.

"Practice with the soul of my human race, you're looking for death." Zhou Fan snorted angrily, fully aware of the sky and the earth.

A giant standing tens of feet tall stands impressively.

With a fist punch in his hand, carrying Hunyuan's strength, he cut through the black wind in an instant, and fell from the head with a bang, hammering the Black Mountain King into a pool of blood.

"Weak chicken."

Zhou Fan disdainfully said, his body shape changed, his huge body of tens of feet gradually changed, and he turned into a handsome young man again, without any trace of the arrogance just now.

Then, with a big hand, the spiritual fruits all over the city flew into Zhou Fan's hands.

　Hey, the description failed, the author of Meng Yunshu is not strong enough.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)