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Chapter 137: The Wind and Ling Wanxian

"The realm is beyond too much, is there a backlash of murderous intent?"
Li Fan pondered for a moment and checked the picture just now again.
In the dark world, two storms collided with each other.
A green light illuminated the world, and Li Fan faintly saw a small black sword, constantly passing through the storm.
The evil spirit is shocking and the speed is extremely fast, bringing out blue and blue flames.
Between the vast sky and water, the energy of the rage roar destroyed everything, and even the filled spiritual energy was blown away.
Only pure wind is left.
The two storms slowly merged and returned to one place.
But it was the smaller group of snake-swallowing colossus, which dominated.
I don’t know how long it took, but the integration was finally completed.
When this new storm took shape, the world seemed to suddenly become quiet.
The black sword intent phantom was magnified countless times and stood between heaven and earth.
The blue wind blew from the tip of the sword above and entered the sword body.
Blue water flows into the sword body from the hilt below.
The blue, blue and black colors are mixed, and the sword body is slowly solidified.
When the phantom of the sword intent appeared completely, only Zhang Haobo's angrily shouted and resounded throughout the sky.
"cut!"
Then the screen darkens and the message ends here.
Li Fan repeatedly looked at this scene several times, but in the end, Zhang Zhiliang was stunned for a long time and asked him if he needed a rest.
He gave up.
"The law of heaven and earth is to alchemy with golden elixir."
Although I suffered a little injury, I don’t know how Zhang Haobo achieved the Golden Pill.
But suddenly, when Li Fan saw the scene of Jindan achieving enlightenment for the first time, he couldn't stop being excited and happy.
The road to practice is covered with fog in front of you.
Now, with the help of the genius, we will illuminate the unknown section of it.
After a while, the joy slowly dissipated.
Li Fan calmed down again and began to study the formation again.
On the side, Zhang Zhiliang, who was studying Li Fan hard, hurt, happy, and continued to study hard, saw the whole process, couldn't help but show a gratifying expression on his face.
"Although this guy is really poor in his formation, he is diligent and has a very good heart. I just don't know how long he can last."
"Don't give up halfway like those people before."
...
While Li Fan was carefully studying the formation on Wanxian Island, he didn't know that a giant tornado was moving quickly towards Wanxian Island.
This abnormal scene of course attracted the attention of monks on Wanxian Island.
Confidently, with the protection of the Wanxian Array, even if the tornado is twice as strong, it will not have any substantial impact on Wanxian Island.
But this tornado that has never appeared in the sea of ​​conjunction clouds is a little scary.
And the goal is extremely clear, and he is heading straight towards Wanxian Island.
This has to make the monks on Wanxian Island have more unreasonable associations.
There are unwritten regulations among monks on Wanxian Island for the wind disaster that ravaged the sea of ​​clouds.
Only protect, generally do not actively disperse.
It is said that it was the order of the immortal king who transformed the gods from Wanxian Island.
Although the monks didn't know why, they could only abide by it.
After all, although these storms are huge, they seem to have extremely limited damage.
That is, it has some influence on the mortals living on the island.
Even the Qi Refining Cultivator has never heard of a death in the storm.
Therefore, the monks didn't care much about wind and disasters.
But at this time, the situation was different.
This storm is coming towards Wanxian Island. What should I do?
You should know that since the completion of Wanxian Island, there has never been a wind disaster that has hit Wanxian Island.
For a moment, monks on the island were talking.
For some reason, the Wanxian Alliance kept silent and did not make a decision.
In this way, the monks from Wanxian Island watched helplessly as the huge blue tornado that seemed to penetrate the heaven and earth, getting closer and closer.
I didn't feel it very much in the distance, until the tornado gradually approached, the monks became a little shocked.
Countless sea water was sucked into the sky by tornadoes.
Where the tornado passes, the sea water is empty.
Even the silt and rocks on the bottom of the sea were carried and flew into the sky.
Under this huge wind, the ground of Wanxian Island was vaguely shaking.
The old man with high crown had a ray of light blooming on the stone statue of the immortal master.
The Ten Thousand Immortal Formation has automatically turned on the protection.
"Who is the friend, come to my Wanxian Island as a guest?"
"Please show up!"
The blue tornado is getting closer and closer, and the immortal king of Wanxian Island finally appears.
The continuous peaks, like mountains, blocked the tornado.
Although the green wind is strong, it seems to be a little weak when facing the steep mountains.
But the tornado had no intention of turning.
He didn't answer, but just bumped his head towards the head!
The tornado peaks collided.
A huge sound suddenly rang through the world.
A continuous roar sounded in the ears of the monks who were watching, and all of them changed their expressions.
Looking at the wind in shock, the place where the mountains compete.
I saw the wind like a knife, rocks flying, and many hills were cut off in an instant.
A cold snorted sound and the mountain immediately returned to its original state.
The sky around the blue tornado suddenly turned dark.
But there are one peak after another, endlessly appearing.
The cyan tornado surrounded the center.
At this moment, a bold laugh came from the tornado: "Cong Yunhai, Zhang Haobo, have seen the immortal master of the Gods!"
The sound came from afar and spread throughout Wanxian Island in a moment.
Some monks watching this scene looked confused.
Some people are stunned and have disbelief.
After word of mouth, soon, the monks on the entire island knew who Zhang Haobo was.
A few years ago, I used the Qi Refining Period to test the sword.
Not long ago, during the Foundation Establishment Stage, the sword slashed Qingfeng.
How could it be able to control such a terrifying storm and force Wanxian Island now?
Judging from the momentum, although it is not as good as the transformation of the gods, it is definitely above the Nascent Soul!
How did he do it?
There was an uproar on Wanxian Island.
The sound of discussion boils and turns into the sky.
But after the initial shock passed, many skilled monks still saw the clues.
"This Zhang Haobo may not be very strong! He is taking advantage of the situation!"
"Yes, in my opinion, this person has the most Golden Pill cultivation. It's just that his understanding of the law of wind is really amazing, so he can control such a powerful storm!"
"He acted like a tremendous effort. With his own weak power, he would have stirred up the power of heaven and earth. It is impossible for ordinary Jindan monks to do it. How long has he been practicing? This person's talent is really terrifying and terrifying!"
...
On Wanxian Island, there were endless discussions.
The immortal who had no body was also silent.
"What's the matter with you here?"
After a while, he spoke again.
In the Qingfeng tornado, Zhang Haobo slowly revealed his body.
Chapter completed!
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