Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 663 The Great Dao Controversy Has Nothing to Do With Right or Wrong

it's dark.

A second ago, the sky was still blue and the air was clear.

In the next second, the sky was dark and the ground was black, like dark clouds rolling in, covering the sky.

"Zhou Fan, there are no heroes in this era, and you actually made you, a little bitch, famous!"

Boom! ! !
The sound rumbled and shook, and everyone in Heqi City felt that the ground was shaking for a while, and countless smoke and dust billowed up.

all of a sudden.

Earth turned upside down.

Before the drunk monk had time to think about it, he felt as if he had fallen into a void.

It seems like a moment, it seems like a thousand years.

He just staggered, only felt that his feet had stepped on the ground, and he no longer had the feeling of swaying before.

Call ~
He heaved a sigh of relief, his drunkenness had already gone.

Looking around, there was darkness.

Fortunately, as a monk, he regards the night as day, but he can still see things clearly.

When he raised his head and looked into the distance, he saw a middle-aged man with a tall crown and a belt, a normal face and a goatee standing on top of the heavy dark clouds.

He took a closer look, and saw that the man was holding a steel fork in one hand, and there were traces of electric light flickering around.

But the most eye-catching thing is that there are two small mustaches on the sides of his lips, shaking and shaking.

It doesn't look like a human being, on the contrary, it looks like that sneaky weasel.

"It was him!"

The drunken monk was startled, and his alcohol dissipated again.

Thanks to the blessings of the present world.

At this moment, any strong man who makes a move in the Zhongtian Great World will have a ray of aura captured by the list of secrets.

Name on the list.

The person who came was none other than Jiefengzi, who ranked No. 40 on the Taoist monarch list.

It is said that this person has reached the extreme realm of cultivation and strength, and he is good at using a flying thunder flame fork, and even has a mouthful of scarlet flames, which is a terrifying mess.

"Just, why did he come here?"

The drunken monk's mind kept spinning, thinking about the words that rang in his ears before, and immediately a horrified thought emerged.

"Aren't you going to challenge that one?!"

Since the birth of the Tianji list, it has gone down to the list of qi refining in the prefectures and counties, and up to the list of Taoist monarchs in Hedao Heaven and Earth.

Their names have changed.

But from the beginning to the end, no one dared to take a chance on the name that was on top of all the lists.

Don't even think about it.

Now, is someone finally going to do it?
Thinking of this, he was both a little excited and a little uneasy.

All kinds of emotions came to my mind.

"Brother Zhang, hurry up!"

Suddenly, a loud shout rang in his ears.

In the darkness, his two friends set him up anxiously, ignoring He Qicheng's ban on flying, set up Shenguang, and fled far away.

The drunken monk was hurriedly taken away and glanced back inadvertently.

But in an instant, all the drunkenness disappeared.

A gust of cool wind blows in my heart, soaking into the bone marrow.

"Zhou Fan!"

"Zhou Fan!"

"..."

Above the sky, following loud shouts, figures appeared from above the billowing dark clouds.

Ripples rippled in the sky.

The mighty sound waves instantly covered the boundless time and space.

With just a glance, he already roughly recognized it.

Half of them are on the Daoist list, and the other half don't know their names, but they can't be far behind if they think about it.

"This is about to happen!!!"

With so many dao lords gathered together, there is no need to think about what will happen later.

Hanging on the training peak.

Zhou Fan looked up.

Only see the boundless void.

A beam of light shot up into the sky from the billowing dark clouds, completely surrounding his Xuanlian Peak.

A green-clothed monk with a yellow face and blue-red hair sat cross-legged on a crystal-clear and lustrous jade platform.

"Senior brother Gu, why did you come here to seek death!"

Zhou Fan sighed quietly.

Brother Gu was originally a disciple of Taoist Chunyang, but he was expelled from the sect because he violated the rules of the sect, but he has created a career in Zhongzhou.

In his usual behavior, he also strictly abides by the rules of Chunyang sect, so he can be regarded as a member of his Taoist school.

"Zhou Fan!"

Brother Gu's complexion suddenly darkened.

"Everyone, it's not too late to retreat now!"

Zhou Fan raised his hand, picked up the teacup on the desk, and took a sip.

"How brave!"

"Insanity!"

Hearing this, many Taoist monarchs smiled coldly, their eyes flickering with murderous intent.

"You can't protect yourself now, so why speak wild words!"

If it hadn't been for Zhang Chu Kun to test out the reality of Zhou Fan's power, how could they have come here.

"Since you don't want to go, then stay with me!"

Zhou Fan was neither happy nor angry, and his voice was even more unhurried.

Standing up, at this moment, two killing swords with bone white and blood red suddenly appeared, and the blades trembled slightly, conveying a sense of joy.

Yuantu Abi.

The twin swords volleyed in the air, and a monstrous killing intent burst forth.

Immediately, the dark clouds billowing all over the sky were washed away, and the sky appeared again.

As soon as the billowing dark clouds dispersed, there appeared a series of Feige jade towers, each with a Taoist monarch on it, with radiance and auspicious clouds on his body.

Even in the great world of Zhongtian, it is not easy to find a Taoist monarch.

This time, so many Taoist monarchs appeared all at once.

He Qicheng and even the surrounding monks all looked at each other in awe and fled one after another.

"Top-rank innate spirit treasure!"

As soon as the two swords appeared, they were stared at by many Taoist monarchs.

"Which one of us has not gone through thousands of difficulties and dangers in our practice, and the time spent in ten thousand years is also idle. This week, Fan, who has practiced for more than a thousand years, is not as good as a fraction of the time we have been practicing, and he can get this treasure?!"

A Daoist with a thin body and a kind face is showing anger at this moment.

But he remembered that he had practiced for more than 50 years, and he only got one middle-grade innate spirit treasure, and he had to work hard and pay the price of lack of Dao foundation to get it.

And the child in front of him is a clone, holding two top-grade innate spirit treasures, it's really frightening.

"It's nothing more than someone opening the back door for his disciples. Among his disciples, which one is not a pair of high-grade innate spirit treasures!"

"Having monopolized most of the world's luck, how can you call someone a 'world moth'! It's just a thief shouting, stop the thief!"

Zhou Fan smirked, "The dispute over the Dao has nothing to do with right or wrong. You don't need to find another excuse, it's just a waste of time, just come and do it."

All the Taoist lords choked at Zhou Fan's voice, they hated and brushed their sleeves, and stopped talking.

Each of them looked at each other and made a formula in their hands.

In an instant.

On the jade tower of Lianmianfei Pavilion, there are looming avenue runes, and there are faint inscriptions of sun and moon, thunder, wind and rain, mountains and rivers, etc., which are lifelike.

"Taiyi Nine Caves dominate the Great Formation of Wanzhen!"

Zhou Fan narrowed his eyes slightly.

But I saw that the continuous flying pavilion jade tower propped up a large formation full of murderous intentions and evil spirits above the sea of ​​clouds.

Along the way, the mighty boundless sea of ​​clouds was filled with rune clouds.

With a quick turn, tens of thousands of combinations turned into white light, with an invincible aura of beheading everything.

Sharp, disdainful, mighty.

Domineering, tyrannical, shattering the world.

There are hundreds of millions of Taiyi golden lights inside the Taiyi Nine Caves Containing Ten Thousand Realms. An ordinary Taoist monarch only needs to stay for a while, and his body will disappear and his soul will melt away, without any vitality.

There are also nine Xuanqi Caves moving and shifting within the formation, erratic.

As long as one of the nine Xuanqi caves is not lost, there is no chance of breaking the formation.

Unless it is forcibly broken with a powerful and terrifying strength.

It's just that the ones who came this time are all at the top level of Daojun, forming this formation, which stretches across the sky, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, and the slightest movement is like a hurricane tornado sweeping thousands of miles of sky.

Under Zhou Fan's spiritual thoughts, he comprehended the rules, and in the dark, he saw that his murderous intent was imminent, and the future was dark.

He pondered.

His true self is stranded in the vast world, and he will not be able to escape for a while.

What stays here is just a clone with limited strength.

Fortunately, he had already left behind, but now is the time to use it.

As Nian Sui Xin moved, he shouted loudly, with two swords circling around his body, he stepped into the formation with a big step.

If you want to break the formation, you have to enter the formation and look for the traces of the nine Xuanqi Caves.

This is the key to breaking the formation.

It's just that this place is also the most dangerous, and the people who set up the formation will naturally protect it heavily.

Therefore, Zhou Fan entered the battle.

All the Taoist monarchs just smiled coldly, each of them was speechless, and separated their positions.

But it was the plan to gradually wipe out Zhou Fan with the Great Formation of the Nine Holes of Ether Yi to dominate all truths.

As soon as Zhou Fanfu entered the battle, all he could see was a piece of golden light, shining brightly and magnificently.

After a short induction, I felt a murderous aura that wiped out the heavens and the universe.

Kill everything.

That kind of despair chills people to the bone.

It's just that when entering the formation, the formation will not be launched hastily.

It will only hide the murderous intentions, and only wait for the people who entered the formation to go deep into the formation, and launch a large formation of murderous intentions to destroy them in one fell swoop.

Zhou Fan was not afraid, so he picked a direction at random and flew forward.

Not a moment later, they arrived at a high platform with flags hanging around it.

At this time, only the sound of "bang" was heard all around, and the upper and lower directions were rolled up by bursts of bright golden light like river waves.

On the high platform, there is an old man with a tall crown and a long beard and a green face.

He was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a jade pendant tied around his waist, and his pupils were like lightning. When he looked at Zhou Fan, he burst out laughing.

"Zhou Fan, it won't take you a while to get into my formation, and you'll be gone. I think you are also a famous person, so you can go on your own."

Zhou Fan had a stern face, glanced at it, and said lightly, "You are the one blocking my way?"

The voice was neither loud nor small, as clear as jade, and there was a murderous intent rushing towards his face.

The old man pointed with his hand, "You killed Xiao Jiu, you will die today!"

Zhou Fan's sleeves were like wings, and there was a fleeting brilliance in his eyes, and his tone was flat, he said: "So it's from the Daxia Si clan, it's a great luck that I didn't come to you, don't tell me you still want to avenge her? In that case, you can die too!"

"Don't be ashamed!"

The old man is obviously a mature person, but at this moment, he can't suppress his anger.

Jumping into a rage on the high platform, he pointed at Zhou Fan, gritted his teeth and said, "Junior, don't you think that you can be unscrupulous because of Yuchen, today I will tear your mouth!!"

"old man!"

Zhou Fan's face was calm, he waved his sleeves, and there was a storm, and said: "Such an old age, but still such a violent temper, it's not a sign of longevity!"

"small thing!"

The old man was about to burst into anger, his face was flushed, and an angry flame burst out from his nose.

He roared loudly, "You will definitely die!"

Looking at it like this, the old man didn't want to chop Zhou Fan up and swallow him alive.

In this way, the anger will disappear.

It is not hesitating to be smashed to pieces.

It's just strange that the old man's voice is loud and loud.

The expression is also very angry, but there is no movement!
It's just like a worldly angry old man, baring his teeth and claws, roaring angrily, but he didn't take any action.

Zhou Fan just stood there and didn't seem to notice.

"Ok?"

The old man suddenly felt uneasy, the other party wanted to break the formation, so he should be as decisive as possible.

How could you listen to yourself rambling here.

At this moment, Zhou Fan smiled lightly.

"Old guy, it's hard for you to pretend to have both form and spirit!"

"not good!"

Hearing this sentence, the old man was startled.

Now that Zhou Fan has seen through his purpose, then his strange behavior must have his purpose.

But before he could make a move, the void around him suddenly exploded.

The invisible force extends from the center upwards and downwards, and the circles are fine cracks.

There is a sword light rising across the sky, the halo is like frost, and it is white.

Yaojiao's movement is as swift as a thunderbolt of lightning, which is difficult to describe in words.

Then, the white light flashed away.

It was replaced by a bright and blood-red breath, which was so strong that it couldn't be melted away.

The two kinds of light, bone white and blood red, alternately disillusioned at an incredible speed.

It is unimaginable to induce changes in the surrounding air mechanisms.

"This... when..."

The old man's expression changed in shock. He had already paid attention to his surroundings when he saw Zhou Fan.

But the bone white and blood red light were so close to him, he didn't notice it at all.

"cut!"

Seeing the opportunity coming, Zhou Fan did not hesitate.

As soon as his body stood up, the two-color sword glow of bone white and blood red pierced through time and space, killing him instantly.

buzzing~~~
In an instant, the world turned upside down!
The two-color sword light trembled slightly, suddenly becoming unimaginably large.

The red light shines all over the world, and within the two-color sword light, there are endless worlds that are constantly being born and dying, condensing an extremely terrifying true meaning of killing.

Just a sliver of breath leaked out, and the entire high platform was frozen inside, even time and space were stagnated!

The light of the sword is cold, and there is a sharp aura that nothing can be cut off.

In addition, the old man was stopped by the sword, and those who did not resist at all were turned into two neat halves.

Clean and neat, without muddy water.

Such a scene looks very shocking.

There was no smile on Zhou Fan's face, he looked at the old man's body in front of him.

Raising his head, there is a vast world looming in the distance.

On it, there are various authentic texts, cloud compilations, and Dao patterns.

"Still not strong enough!"

Zhou Fan sighed quietly.

Zhao Yueru's Nine Cauldrons absorbed all his energy in his main body, the power of this avatar is due to the coming of the catastrophe, the energy of the catastrophe is bursting, and the red gangster Tai Wuyuan, who is one of the three elements, spontaneously absorbs it.

It's just that in this short period of one year, no matter how inconceivable the red gangster Taiwuyuan is, he can't raise the strength of his clone to the same level as the main body.

Therefore, with the current strength of his avatar, he would not believe that he could easily kill a Supreme Daoist of the eighth level.

Even by surprise, it is impossible.

The world emerges.

All kinds of avenue runes loom, and there are thousands of real text clouds compiled from them.

Each one is the size of a baby's fist, with octagonal awns hanging down, lingering in the dense breath.

Then twist left and right, condensing into a figure, it is the old man just now.

(End of this chapter)