Wudang Mountain signed for 60 years

Chapter 422, Killing the Prince, Opening the Immortal Mansion of the Xuanhuang Realm

Zhang Fan was taken aback, it seemed that he was here for me.

Zhang Fan sacrificed the middle-grade ancient treasures and the third-grade industry fire red lotus, and surrounded Zhan Yulan.

Zhang Fan said: "A master is coming, you should go away first."

The third grade fire red lotus wrapped Zhan Yulan and fled to a distance.

The person who came was the prince of the Nether tribe, Prince No. 19, followed by a thousand Nethers of the ninth rank. Zhang Fan watched the Nethers, very powerful, and all of them were masters.

These are the Nine Nethers in the army.

From the aura emanating from his body, Zhang Fan could feel that this Netherworld was different from the idle Netherworld.

Nineteenth Prince: "Who are you?"

Zhang Fan was dumbfounded, forgetting that his appearance had changed.

Zhang Fan returned to his original appearance.

Haha laughed: "I am the person you are looking for."

The Nineteenth Prince was shocked: "It really is you, Ruyi Dao? It seems that the information is good, you are really despicable, pretending to be other people, is it to hunt and kill my Nether Race!"

"Looking at you, you should be the prince of the Nether Race! With so many Ninth-Rank Nethers behind you, a Ninth-Rank Nether Race can at least exchange tens of thousands of merit points. Isn't a thousand heads worth hundreds of millions of merit points? You really are! Give me a treasure."

Unexpectedly, he could earn hundreds of millions of merit points.

What luck.

"I am the nineteenth prince of the Nether clan, and the eighteenth prince is simply stupid. If they joined together, they would have killed you long ago. Why wait for this young master to hunt and kill me? Do you have the ability!"

madness
Zhang Fan stared at the thousand-meter giant, with the nineteenth prince sitting above his head.

Zhang Fan couldn't help admiring, such a strong power, a combination of thousands of Ninth Grade Netherworld, this power could blow up the real fairyland with one punch.

"Zhang Fan, this is my Qingming Saber. According to your cultivators, it is equivalent to a middle-grade fairy weapon. If you die under the sword, you will be considered worthy of death."

Looking at the thousand-meter giant, Zhang Fan thought of the Frost Giants in the Western Star Region. If the Frost Giants learned this method of union, how powerful they would be.

Zhang Fan sacrificed the Soul Eater Spear.

With a twist of the wrist, he stabbed the giant away with a burst of gunfire, and condensed the immortal art in his hand to bury the immortal with a blow.

The Nether Giant slashed down.

Zhang Fan first came up with a joke: let you be afraid of running 39 meters first.

boom····

Zhang Fan retreated a hundred meters, his hands numb from the shock.

madness
The Nineteenth Prince was furious: "Damn it, this is my Nether's unique madness technique, how can you, a lowly human race, learn it, die for me."

Zhang Fan's hand condensed the immortal technique, and the god-killing spear condensed the blow of the immortal.

The combination of the two kinds of fairy arts is also learned from the Nether Queen.

The Nether Queen can fuse two different kinds of fairy arts, which made Zhang Fan understand the trick.

Zhang Fan's body exploded and turned into light. With the force of a single shot, it pierced through the giant's chest, and twenty powerhouses from the Heavenly Immortal Realm were pierced through their bodies, leaving only the Nether Horn in the void.

Zhang Fan shot again.

Back and forth piercing and killing...
Numerous large holes appeared in the giant's chest, and the formation was gone.

The nineteenth prince was terrified, and immediately planned to escape.

Abandoning his subordinates and fleeing the battlefield.

How could such a good merit let you escape.

Zhang Fan chased after him and shot through the head of the nineteenth prince.

"Don't kill me, I am the Nether Royal Family, I will give you the Nether Horn, and I will give you countless Nether Horns."

Hey, the head is pierced, and he is not dead yet.

Zhang Fan cut off the Nether Horn with one move, and the nineteenth prince floated in the air,
Zhang Fan turned his head to look at the Ninth Grade Nether below him.

massacre···
a massacre...
Thousands of Ninth Grade Netherworld, including one prince's Nether Horn, can be exchanged for more merit.

After all, it is the royal family.

Anyway, there are hundreds of millions of merits.

Zhang Fan thought to himself: I have to go to Nether Base if I have time.

Zhang Fan led Zhan Yulan back.

It's time to exchange merit points.

The maid looked excited when she saw Zhang Fan coming. It was this big guy again. I don't know how much merit this time.

"Great Immortal, how many Nethers have you killed this time?"

"It's a little less this time, you can take a look first, how much merit points are worth."

"OK, just a second."

Less than half a stick of incense, tap it lightly.

"Worth [-] million merits in total, in exchange for the true immortal law?"

Zhan Yulan was excited.

Oh my god, it's worth 30 million merit points, so much, just beheaded a thousand Ninth-Rank Netherworlds, so counting it, wouldn't the Nine-Rank Netherworld be worth [-] merits.

Ninth-Rank Youming is already at the peak of the Celestial Immortal Realm, and without practicing the Dzogchen Realm Immortal Art, he is no match at all.

Zhang Fan said: "Transfer 5000 million merits to my apprentice."

Zhan Yulan was secretly happy, 5000 million merits, a total of [-] true immortal laws.

"Master, you don't need that much, 1000 million is enough, I guess a hundred true immortal laws will do it."

"You can take it if I give it to you. Don't you listen to the master's words?"

"Thank you master."

The maid next to me really wanted to ask, Daxian, do you still accept apprentices? It’s okay if you don’t accept apprentices as maids!Eyes are envious, jealous, and hateful, and you can get 5000 million merits at your fingertips.

A big guy is a big guy, they can't be compared at all.

Zhang Fan replaced the remaining merits with the True Immortal Law, the middle-grade immortal stone, and Zhang Fan already had two complete middle-grade spiritual veins, enough for Zhang Fan to condense the True Immortal Law.

Zhang Fan felt the laws of true immortals. These laws more or less possess the aura of the original master, and they must be refined and burned with the Supreme Wangqing Fire before they can practice.

Zhan Yulan looked at the rankings.

Zhan Yulan ranked eighth, with 5000 million merits.

I sighed in my heart: the merit bestowed by the master went directly to the ranking list. I don’t know if it is good or bad.

The master must have other things, I can't delay the master.

Zhan Yulan made up her mind, in exchange for some magic weapons, elixir, and retreat immediately.

Zhang Fan arrived at the teahouse.

Here is the existence of countless gossip.

"I heard that another ten great families have come down from the fairy world."

"It seems that these aristocratic families did not enter, but went to a place called Xuanhuang Realm, looking for some kind of fairy house."

"how do you know?"

"Hey, it's spread all over the world now. It seems that the Bodhi Immortal Mansion is about to open, and even the army of the Immortal Realm has people going to the Xuanhuang Realm."

"Hey, there are so many people gathered in Xuanhuang Realm, a place where birds don't shit."

Zhang Fan's expression changed.

Why didn't Zhao Ling'er notify them? These three ghost girls really wanted to snatch food from the family.

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astronaut.

"Ding Ding... found that the strong is coming..."

Zhao Ling'er had a sullen face: "Damn guy, why is there someone here again?"

"Zhao Ling'er, let's tell brother, this is the fourth batch of strong people, and if this continues, there will definitely be a fifth and sixth batch of strong people."

"I also think it's time to tell Zhang Fan that even the Buddhist world is here."

Zhao Ling'er's face turned pale: "Hmph, I don't believe it, without Master and his old man, we can't do anything."

Di Rushui said: "Now is not the time to be angry, you are so petty, no wonder Zhang Fan doesn't take you with you."

Zhao Linger took Di Rushui's hand;
"Sister Rushui, where are you from?"

Di Rushui shook his head: "No matter where it is, you have to remember that we and your master are a group. To understand the overall situation, you should also change your petty temper."

Zhao Linger lowered her head.

"Then tell him."

Zhao Ling'er took out the talisman.

ding ding ding...

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