Chapter 275 Mobei Three Talent Array

Three talents, pointing to heaven, earth and people. The three old monks formed the fingerprints of heaven and earth according to three directions, and connected with each other's breath, just like three people combined. It's not good to defeat one of them. Although defeating one by one can also break the three talented arrays in Mobei, the time difference between defeating these three cannot exceed five seconds. This is like a fantasy. It seems more difficult to defeat these three talents in the desert north at the same time. Therefore, some scattered immortals have no hope for Zhang Fan.

The pity in Zhang Wenchen's eyes flashed, and he said secretly, "Sure enough, Jiang is still old and spicy. Zhang Fan's experience in entering the world is still small!" He stared at Zhang Fan tightly. If Zhang Fan is injured, he will definitely kill the three old men in Mobei as soon as possible and save Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fanming saw that the old man in front of him was around. He raised his hand but couldn't reach the old man's skirt, and there was a strong binding force that was increasing with time, making Zhang Fan feel extremely uncomfortable. Even the speed of the true power in the body has decreased significantly.

"God!" The three shouted in unison, and at the same time, the formula in the hands of the three changed, and the prestige of the three talented arrays in Mobei was reflected. At this time, the sky outside Qingzhuju suddenly darkened, and the light cast by the sun was shrouded. The practitioners on the street raised their heads one after another and looked at the sky, knowing that the practitioners with great magical power must have done it. But they really can't feel where to fight.

In this bluestone mine, the originally smooth and gentle power of heaven and earth unexpectedly burst out one after another, beating the air and making a slight explosion sound, which was extremely shocking. Zhang Fan closed his eyes slightly and had such a picture in his mind. The power of heaven and earth, which was originally invisible and colorless, turned into a white silk thread, and at this moment, Zhang Fan's mind was full of chaos.

The mysterious trajectory of the power of the earth seems to prove something. Zhang Fan suddenly had an idea in his heart at this moment: "Is this the trajectory of heaven?" Zhang Fan thought about it, and his idea was a little whims, but this feeling was in his heart, and it would not dissipate no matter what.

The violent power of heaven and earth gradually converged beside Zhang Fan, forming two invisible big hands, which suddenly buckled to Zhang Fan. The huge force even began to distort the space violently. Zhang Wenchen, the owner of this space, suddenly changed his face, and the psychic jade in his hand flashed with a faint light. Zhang Wenchen took a deep breath and said to Nangong next to him, "Brother Nangong, I hope you can help me."

When Nangong heard the words, he was stunned, and then nodded and said, "I'm very happy." So he looked at Zhang Wenchen and wanted to hear what he wanted to help him. This three old man of Mobei and my nephew fought so fiercely that they did not control the catharsis at all. Now the space created by this psychic jade has shown signs of collapse. My current Zhenyuan power has maintained the stability of this cave. However, this Mobei three talent array has tightly exerted the power of three points, hoping to maintain the stability of Dongtian with the help of the true power of Brother Nangong.

When Nangong heard the words, he felt that this requirement was reasonable, so he put one hand on Zhang Wenchen's shoulder, and the Zhenyuan force in his body poured into Zhang Wenchen's body along the meridians on his arm. Feeling another kind of true power, a sneer flashed in Zhang Wenchen's eyes, but Nangong's attention was focused on Zhang Fan and Mobei, and he did not find the look in Zhang Wenchen's eyes.

Gradually stabilized in space, the two invisible giant hands turned into the power of heaven and earth are undoubtedly two ordinary big hands in Zhang Fan's view. It's just a little stronger. Zhang Fan pinched the secret with both hands, and a group of purple thunder emerged in the void, form a five-thunder formation. In the middle of the five thunder void, there is a purple light gently jumping. Zhang Fan suddenly grasped the purple light, and then bombarded the two big handprints with the image in his mind!

There was no earth-shaking sound. Only at the moment of contact, the space fluctuated, and an extremely depressing force spread out. The scattered immortals present felt that their chests were stagnant, their qi and blood surged one after another, and those with low cultivation were directly unconscious. Seeing this, Zhang Wenchen pinched his hands. The cyan stone pillars that had been erected around him no longer maintained internal and external balance. Blue light connects them to each other, freeing the power hidden in the cyan stone pillars and forming a cyan boundary. Although the force and vision of heaven and earth that have been controlled inside can't have an impact on the outside world, they are also vague, so that you can't really see the fight inside.

The three old monks were shocked. They didn't expect that for the first time, someone grasped the trajectory of the big handprint condensed by the power of heaven and earth, which really surprised the three elders in Mobei. However, they are very conceited about the three talents of Mobei. At the same time, the magic formula in their hands has changed, as if they are smart, and they are not bad at all. They are completed at the same time!

The violent power of heaven and earth suddenly disappeared, replaced by the strong power of the earth that kept flowing out from the soles of the feet. Zhang Fan only felt that his legs were like lead, heavy and unable to move.

"Be careful!" A thorn suddenly condensed and broke out from under the bluestone plate, fiercely towards Zhang Fan's eyebrows. Zhang Fan couldn't notice who shouted "Be careful" at this moment. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, swayed gently like a tadpole in the air, and then turned into a red prohibition and fiercely imprinted on the earth thorns.

The spur suddenly collapsed and disappeared, turning into a pile of loess, scattered on the bluestone slab. Xiaoyou, your reaction is very fast." Lao Dao said with a smile. Zhang Fan hugged his fist and said, "I'm giving up, I'm giving up." But the heart is secretly calling for danger. If he is distracted for a while, he will be pierced through his eyebrows by the soil and Zifu will be injured, which will be a big deal.

As soon as Zhang Fan's words fell, the earthy-yellow big print condensed by the huge power of the earth rushed up to the sky, covering half of the sky, covering the light, dark under his palm, and then patting it. Zhang Fan only felt a dark in front of him, and then an extremely dangerous feeling came down.

At this extremely dangerous time, Zhang Fan suddenly became very calm, which made people feel terrible. The spiritual platform is empty and quiet and does not cause dust. Zhang Fan put his hands together, sat in the void, and the Buddha wheel flashed behind his head.

"Clean the world!" Zhang Fan used this extremely life-threatening formula. The big palm print was patted, and the whole bluestone square was destroyed in an instant, turning into shattered, revealing the yellow ground. Zhang Wenchen looked at it in his eyes, which was a heartache. Blood has dripped in my heart. At this moment, he regretted that he should have been tough at the beginning and directly let Zhang Fan have the immortality quota of Taoist immortals. After thinking about where to fix such a large piece of bluestone, Zhang Wenchen began to worry about this matter.

Wait until the smoke and fog dissipate. The big print is still in place. However, on the back of the hand of the big hand, there is a person sitting. This person is solemn, and the golden lotus blooms around him. The Buddha in the sky incarnates as his protector, and thousands of auspicious lights hang down, like a master.

At this moment, the three elders in Mobei's face changed greatly. They didn't expect that the fingerprints turned into "ground" would obviously cover Zhang Fan under his hands, and there was no possibility of escaping at all. Why is this boy still at peace? For a moment, the scene calmed down and seemed to be embarrassed.

"Cough." The old monk made a sound at this time. Seeing the vision around Zhang Fan, he knew that Zhang Fan was a master of Buddhist cultivation, but he was not afraid of psychology. The little friend's Buddhism is profound, which really makes us ashamed. However, from now on, the three of us will no longer show mercy.

When Zhang Fan heard the words, he smiled and said, "Taoist friends, just do it. How about this? If I take this last blow, even if I win, if I don't catch it, or I'm seriously injured and unconscious, how about you win?

When the old monk heard the words, he looked at the old man and the old man. He found that they all nodded and agreed, "Okay, just follow what your little friend said." After saying that, he closed his eyes to refresh his mind, hugged Yuanyi, and mobilized all the true power in his body, condensing the strongest blow in the three talented arrays in Mobei. The same is true of the old man and the old man.

A sharp fluctuation of true power was released from these three people. Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes slightly. After the earthy fingerprints dissipated, he squatted on the ground, pressed one hand on the ground, and the other put it up in front of his chest. The golden lotus beside Zhang Fan broadcast golden seeds and fell into the earth one after another. Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and the golden lotus seeds grew up visibly, breaking through the ground and unfolding the dazzling lotus flowers. And the shadow of the Buddha behind him is even spitting out the truth and chanting spells and praying.

Those Buddhist truths condensed in the air and turned into a golden film, covering Zhang Fan's shoulder, which can help Zhang Fan resist a little attack. These are enough." Zhang Fan looked at the three elders of Mobei, who were actually getting stronger and stronger, and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

This "person" finally appeared! The three heavenly spirits covered the white smoke and came out in an instant, mixed with the true power used in the three people's bodies, flying into the air, intertwined, fused together, and finally turned into a milky white fingerprint. As soon as Zhang Fan saw this milky white fingerprint, he seemed to think of something.

"This breath is exactly the same as the white thunder that fell that day!" Zhang Fan was a little surprised. At this moment, there are no three talents in front of us, no people, and the rest is just an angry sky. A big hole was broken in the sky, in which countless blood was flowing out, dyeing the three worlds red. The sky is angry, the sky is roaring, and the white thunder is falling, trying to punish the person who hurt the sky.

These white thunderstorms came to Zhang Fan one after another.

"If the way of heaven is not benevolent, I will destroy the way of heaven!"

"Split Sky!"

Zhang Fanfu was as happy as his heart, and this scene once again restored the last sword formula demonstrated by the giant in the jade Jane, Rift the sky. Zhang Fan was here and finally practiced this style.

Zhang Fan pointed to the sword. Looking at the milky white fingerprints taken, he shook gently, and an invisible sword spirit suddenly burst out from Zhang Fan's fingertips. The space passed by the sword spirit began to distort again, and countless spaces were disillusioned.

Bang, the milky white fingerprints are shattered into countless pieces in full view of the public!