Chapter 286 Silver rut

"This is the picture of the king of ten thousand demons!" After Zhang Wenchen casually overthrew and restrained the demon, he walked into the cave with the hidden 'Wan Yaofu Wang Tu'. Endless demonic power emanated from the depths of the cave, with a cold breath, deeply stimulating Zhang Wenchen's body. Zhang Wenchen subconsciously raised his right hand to stimulate the power of the psychic jade, and found that the psychic jade was no longer in his hands.

Zhang Wenchen smiled, waved his hand, and a thin protective body Zhenyuan isolated the cold outside world. Slowly, a murderous desire emerged from Zhang Wenchen's eyes. Zhang Wenchen shook his head, suppressed this desire to kill, and regained his consciousness. Without the suppression of this psychic jade, it is really difficult to restrain this desire to kill!" Zhang Wenchen said secretly in his heart.

Feel a little bit of sobriety and loss. Zhang Wenchen did not suppress the power in his body and released it. Endless fairy power gushed out of his body, like an invincible god of war, illuminating the whole cave. And the map of Wanyao Fuwang in the deepest part of the cave was also clearly seen by Zhang Wenchen.

And next to the ten thousand demons, there are two black fogs. Zhang Wenchen sneered and said, "The dancing god plays tricks." After saying that, he raised his right hand and wiped it in front of him, and a blue light shot out, seeing the body in the black fog clearly.

"Sure enough, East, West, South, North and Central were all arrested. Rosefinch, Kirin." Zhang Wenchen laughed. By the time this ten thousand demons are collected, the power should be close to the Mahayana. Zhang Wenchen's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light. At the same time, the five fingers were slightly close together, and lightning was wrapped around the fingers.

"Five Thunder Prisoners!" Zhang Wenchen looked at the position of the rosefinch and violently shot into the void. Zhang Wenchen's right hand became strangely bigger, his arm stretched out, and his palm patted the rosefinch. These five thunder prisoners are mixed with the power of thunder and lightning to suppress evil, which cannot be underestimated.

The rosefinch did not expect that the human in front of him would take action from such a long distance and was unprepared. The five-thunder prisoner instantly slapped the rosefinch on the wall of the cave, and the whole cave shook. There were bursts of remnants in the rosefinch's mouth, and its body also changed, revealing the shape of the rosefinch.

"Humans, dare!" The unicorn in the last black fog saw his beloved rosefinch dying by human beings, roared, and his palms mixed with sharp golden light, and split Zhang Wenchen's arm. Seeing this, a bloody light flashed in his eyes. It flows through the meridians of this arm and rushes out of the body surface to form a red defense mask.

"Ding!" Kirin's human palm split on the defense shield and rubbed the starting point of sparks, but it did not hurt Zhang Wenchen's arm at all. This..." Kirin looked at his palm, which was almost as iron and mud, and couldn't break a defense shield, and suddenly became furious.

Zhang Wenchen no longer gives the rosefinch time. Feeling the continuous struggle of the rosefinch in the hands of Wulei Prison, a scene of killing flashed in Zhang Wenchen's eyes, and then roared. As soon as his right hand worked hard, he pressed the rosefinch deeply into the wall of the cave, turned his whole body into mud, and his soul returned to the west.

"No!" Kirin saw it and screamed, and his heart was dripping blood! The scene where he and the rosefinch were together in the past gradually recalled in Kirin's mind. The sad and beautiful face on the verge of death deeply stimulated Kirin. Kirin's eyes were red, and his whole body exuded a violent breath. He said, "Humans, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces, pull out your soul, and be tormented by demon fire forever!" After saying that, he raised his head and looked up to the sky and roared, and then his limbs became extremely thick, breaking his clothes, revealing the unicorn's body.

Kirin's dragon head, horse body and fish scales exude a festive and peaceful atmosphere, but the Kirin in front of him is magical, with fierce light flashing in its eyes, which is extremely fierce.

Zhang Wenchen did not panic and took out a yellow charm from the virtual mustard space. The lines on this yellow rune are so dense that they can't be distinguished by the naked eye. This yellow rune exudes a relatively old atmosphere, and the dry paper proves that this yellow rune has appeared for many years.

Zhang Wenchen put it in his two fingers and read words in his mouth, while the other hand kept making circles next to the yellow rune, layer by layer printed in the yellow rune. The Kirin felt the sense of danger from the rune in the human hand in front of him. He immediately made a decision and was about to rush to kill Zhang Wenchen.

Zhang Wenchen saw it in his eyes and smiled coldly. As the chanting in his mouth became faster and faster, he finally sacrificed the yellow rune before the unicorn came.

The yellow rune reached the sky and burned quickly. The remaining ashes in the air have evolved into all kinds of demon Buddhas in the void. The Demon Buddha hit the Kirin with all kinds of Zen sticks and sticks in his hand, and there is a bondage that can use his whole body to imprison the Kirin tightly.

"This, this is Putuo..." Kirin seemed to see the origin of the yellow rune and shouted in surprise, but the next moment he drank hatred in the demon Buddha. Seeing Kirin turn into a ball of blood mud, the darkness in his heart slowly expanded, and Zhang Wenchen's whole body trembled with dark desire.

Those demon Buddhas suddenly turned around and looked at Zhang Wenchen, who was about to fall into darkness. They stopped in the void, put their hands together, exuded compassion all over their bodies, and kept chanting scriptures in their mouths to calm Zhang Wenchen's mind. It seemed that he felt a certain force from Zhang Wenchen, and the ten thousand demons suddenly jumped out of the void and came over Zhang Wenchen. The blue light shrouded them and reflected the Buddha's true words condensed in the mouth of the demon Buddha, suppressing the darkness in Zhang Wenchen's heart.

Then the ten thousand demons Fuwangtu gradually withdrew the demon power emitted, and layers of cold power passed through Zhang Wenchen's eyebrows to the purple house Yuanying. The ten thousand demonsvolt kings were sealed for a while, and the demonic Buddhas beside Zhang Wenchen turned into nothingness and returned to chaos. And this ten thousand demon Fuwangtu gradually rose into the sky, casting a mysterious light, covering the whole space.

Every light covers a big demon, with thousands of paths. Then the light pulled, and the demons were unwilling to turn into demon-shaped runes and were photographed by the ten thousand demons. Zhang Fan stood up for a long time and stared at the map of the demon Fuwang, which almost exuded the power of heaven, and sighed without saying a word.

Stimulated by this cold force, Zhang Wenchen gradually woke up and his eyes were clear. In the palm of his hand, a yellow print the size of a mysterious rune slap with a slightly cold breath. When he lay quietly in his hand, Zhang Wenchen's eyes were full of ecstasy. One of the secret treasures of this immortals, Wanyao Fuwangtu, finally got it.

"Xianting, I finally have the strength to shake your foundation." Zhang Wenchen laughed wildly and trembled. Without this ten thousand demons Fuwangtu, the whole space began to crumble and collapse one after another.

"Congratulations to Uncle Zhang, for getting the map of Wanyao Fuwang." Zhang Fan returned the psychic jade in his hand to Zhang Wenchen. Zhang Wenchen smiled and said, "If it weren't for your virtuous nephew, how could I get this picture of ten thousand demons?" Zhang Fan smiled and said nothing more. The scene in front of them changed, and Zhang Fan and Zhang Wenchen appeared in an empty house the next moment.

The walls of this house are as smooth as mirrors, emitting white light. There is nothing in this room, and there is no prohibition or anything like that. Zhang Fan studied for a while and lost interest. When Zhang Wenchen recovered from meditation, he walked out of the house together.

Outside the house, there is a straight and wide road. On both sides of the road are houses of the same style. After coming out of the house, I also saw three or three people coming out of the house, with joy on their faces, all of which benefited in the small world.

Suddenly, a strong sense of discomfort appeared in Zhang Fan's mind. A person with the power of stars appeared behind Zhang Fan. Zhang Fan turned around and saw the leader of the fairy court in white, the silver rut.

"You are Zhang Fan, right? I didn't expect you to come to the fairyland, and your magic spirit is well hidden. It's worthy of being the one who can hurt my brother. But your luck is over now. You, a demon, will definitely die in my hands! The silver family does not allow people in the demon world to appear in the fairyland!" Yin Lu looked at Zhang Fan coldly.

"So that is to say, the whole banker is very opposed to me?" Zhang Fan also looked at the silver rut with a cold look and said.

"Not bad." Yin Zhu snorted and looked at Zhang Fan contemptuously.

"Well, I slaughtered the whole silver family!" When Zhang Fan heard the words, the bloody light quietly appeared in his eyes, like a bloodthirsty warcraft, spreading his sharp claws.

"Arrogant!" Yin ru didn't expect that the people in front of him would say such crazy words when he was here.

"Death!" Behind the silver rut, a vast star field emerged. At a glance, countless dense planets are suspended, with an infinite sense of mystery. The silver rut punched Zhang Fan's chest and wrapped his fist firmly with the power of the star.

Faced with a silver rut that is about to enter the late metamorphosis, although Zhang Fan is also in the middle of metamorphosis, the source and acupuncture point in his body are lower than the silver rut in front of him, so Zhang Fan only felt the pressure coming to his face, and the qi and blood in his body stagnated, and his chest seemed to be pressed on a mountain and unable to breathe. This feeling is like a reincarnation period practitioners against Jindan period practitioners, full of this sense of powerlessness.

At this moment, a big cyan handprint came out of the air and firmly grasped the silver fist to prevent it from moving forward at all. Zhang Fan's forehead was slightly sweaty, and his figure pulled out very quickly. At this moment, Zhang Fan was still immersed in the horrible memory just now.

"There is only a little difference between this transformation period, and the strength is so far away! It's like a distance of one day and one earth!" Zhang Fan said secretly in his heart.

"I said that this demon man swaggered so much in the fairyland. It turned out that he defected to the scattered immortals." Yin Zhui looked at Zhang Wenchen with contemptuous face and said jokingly.