Leisurely cultivating life

Chapter 707
Seeing that the immeasurable offensive that erupted from him was so easily dissipated, the fantasy orb spirit had no choice but to grit his teeth.

Just use your whole body strength to move forward.

In an instant, the seal script on the Dream Orb flowed, congealed into a figure, a pair of pupils shot out boundless golden light, the divine brilliance was brilliant, like autumn engraved into ten thousand trees, and endless bleak killing intent escaped.

this moment.

The Dream Orb Artifact exploded with all its strength, and all the dream scenes exploded. The power of destruction was without any fancy, without any change, without any movement.

Go straight ahead, go straight ahead.

Boom! ! !
Like a flying Shenzhou riding the wind and waves, traces of time and space splashed like raging waves.

If the real dragon ascends to heaven, it is roaring.

From a distance, it is earth-shattering and incomparable.

The terrifying aura contained in the birth and death of reality and illusion soaked Zhou Fan's soul and shook his mind.

It forms a strong offensive that destroys the dead and the autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves.

Zhou Fan stood on top of the Thunder Pond, with a fluttering Taoist robe, watching the oncoming attack with a calm expression.

He stepped out, stretched his sleeves, and shook the sky.

Suddenly, a little brilliance appeared, and then, a palm print with the flow of five elements emerged.

At first, it was a little yingying, small and exquisite, and after a while, it expanded suddenly, covering the sky and covering the sky and ground.

Boom! ! !
The palm prints spread out, covering the sky and the sun, and an unspeakable aura permeated the air.

Press down.

All the attacks were like hundreds of rivers entering the sea, sinking into the palm prints without causing the slightest ripple.

But in the blink of an eye, the immeasurable attack of the Magic Dream Bead Artifact was like a mud cow entering the sea, without any movement, it was empty, like a dream.

nothing left.

"How could this be?"

The magic dream bead spirit was shocked and angry, and couldn't believe it.

This is the power it has accumulated for countless years in the world. Now that it has exploded, it has not hurt a single hair of the person opposite?
Even, he couldn't get close to the person on the opposite side.

He was suppressed by a palm print.

"Fantasy Dream Orb."

Zhou Fan's eyes were calm, and he stared at the Dream Orb. The seal script on it seemed a little dim, and he repeated his previous words.

And the Magic Dream Orb was still silent, standing quietly.

So far, the conditions proposed by Zhou Fan are actually quite generous.

It's just that deep in the heart of the fantasy orb, Qi Ling still resists very much.

"I don't want to be controlled by others anymore..."

The fantasy bead spirit sighed quietly, and secretly made a formula.

"Buzzing~~~"

It seems that an invisible big hand appeared out of thin air, smashing the space-time situation in Xiantian.

Immediately, Xiantian's chaotic time and space returned to its original appearance.

And the people of the major forces also reappeared.

As soon as he appeared, he cast his gaze over, focusing on Huanmengzhu and Zhou Fan.

In other words, it was the Dream Orb under that palm print.

"Is this trying to fish in troubled waters..."

Zhou Fan smiled slightly, and naturally saw the plan of the magic dream bead Qi Ling.

Facing itself, it has no other means, it can only remove the prohibition law, attract people from all major forces to enter the arena, and make a last-ditch effort.

This is a conspiracy, even if the people of the major forces see it clearly, there is nothing they can do about it.

this moment.

The field was quiet, only the rustling breeze was blowing, and there was a wonderful charm.

Zhou Fan stood on top of the thunder pool, and the sky blue thunder water surged, surging with sound, his eyes swept across the audience, and he saw the expressions of people from all major forces.

It has to be said that the strategy of the Fantasy Orb Artifact Spirit has taken effect.

The treasure is in front of you, so close at hand, no one has the intention of snatching it.

Zhou Fan lowered his eyelids, and in the astonishment of everyone, Wu Xing grasped his big hand, and in a flash, he held the fantasy dream bead and presented it in front of Zhou Fan.

Zheng Siling's eyes were crystal clear and his demeanor was calm. Seeing this scene, he said: "Young Daoist Zhou seems to be doing something inappropriate. I've tried this magic weapon before, so we should discuss its ownership together."

"Zheng Daoyou is right."

It was Sha Sheng from Bixiao Pavilion who spoke, wearing a golden crown on his head, and wearing a robe of rosy clouds, shining golden, with fine and dense seal characters wrapped around it, constantly arising and dying.

He took a step forward, with a stalwart figure, and said: "I have also made a move, so naturally I have a share."

"Treasures are born, and those who are destined can get them."

Xiao Lianluo stroked the hanging black hair, and said: "I've done everything before, so naturally they are destined people."

People from other forces also stood up and spoke resoundingly, showing their determination to win the Magic Dream Orb.

All the people present were from great powers or were related to the holy land. Although they were afraid of Zhou Fan, they would not back down in front of the treasures related to immortality.

Fear is fear, but not fear.

This scene of Magic Dream Orb Artifact Spirit also saw it, and this kind of situation was exactly what he hoped to see.

Therefore, he did not resist Zhou Fan's actions just now.

Only when the scene is chaotic and not monolithic, will he have the opportunity to leave with Zhuang Yu calmly.

"It's just the dry vine."

Thinking of the treasure that he had guarded for countless years, the magic dream bead artifact made his heart bleed.

"It seems that you all have ideas about this treasure."

Zhou Fan's eyes were calm, he stood with his hands behind his back, with a calm demeanor.

"In that case, each will have to rely on their means to decide whose hands this treasure will fall into."

As soon as the words fell, a murderous aura filled the field.

People from all major forces became dignified, and none of the people present was a good idiot.

Once they fight against each other, they will definitely be shocked.

"Hurry up and fight."

The Fantasy Orb Artifact Spirit saw it in his eyes, thinking in his heart that he should break out from there later.

At this time, Zhou Fan took the lead.

It's just that the opponent is not the people of the major forces present, but the Magic Dream Orb.

The Five Elements squeezed his big hand, and in an instant, layers of brilliance were layered like silk, densely packed, and I don't know how many, covering the fantasy dream pearl.

"what?"

The Magic Dream Bead Artifact Spirit was startled suddenly, his thoughts trembled, he was startled and angry at the same time.

He really didn't expect that at this critical moment, Zhou Fan would come to attack it.

"Duh."

The Dream Bead Artifact gave a loud shout and began to operate its supernatural powers. The overlapping dream scenes were intertwined like smoke and clouds, gathering into a powerful force.

"Useless struggle!"

With Zhou Fan's thoughts together, boundless mighty power is mighty.

"Crack~click~click~"

The dream scenes around the Magic Dream Orb were all shattered, and it let out a scream and was frozen in place.

The silk-like brilliance wrapped it like a big cocoon, and it couldn't move.

Of course, Zhuang Yu couldn't escape being banned, and was also wrapped in a cocoon.

"Now, the magic weapon is here."

Zhou Fan held the Dream Orb in his hand and said.

The voice was not loud, but the words were clear and clear, and there was an echo in the ears of everyone present.

this moment.

There is no sound, only the flowers bloom and fall.

Everyone looked dignified.

After a long while, Ji Yu snorted, and the murderous aura rose from behind him, clanging, and said: "I don't know how to use each method?"

Sha Sheng took a step forward, and said loudly: "Zhou Daojun, the ownership of the magic weapon has not yet been determined, so it is probably inappropriate to have it in your hands at this time."

Zhou Fan shook his head, stood behind with one hand behind his back, and dragged the Dream Orb wrapped in a cocoon with one hand, and said calmly: "Come and get it, whoever has the ability to get it from me will own it."

"Zhou Daoyou's words are serious!" Sha Sheng's expression was cold.

"The treasure is here, it won't wait until it expires."

Zhou Fan stood on the thunder pond, his Taoist robes fluttering.

"Hey, since Daoist Zhou has already spoken, why are you all so hypocritical?" Sha Sheng sneered a few times.

When Zheng Siling saw Sha Sheng speak like this, he knew it very well.

Among those present, only Bixiao Pavilion was the most crowded.

He couldn't help turning his gaze to Zhou Fan. This was a heavy mountain, pressing on everyone.

No one dared to say that one-on-one could beat Zhou Fan.

And the battle at Xuanlian Peak that day pushed Zhou Fan's combat power to an unknowable height.

At this time, they can only tell Zhou Fan the rules.

You can't beat it, but the treasure is right in front of you, so how can you let it go.

Zhou Fan stood on the thunder pool, as if he couldn't see everyone's thoughts, he calmly said: "Take three moves from me, and those who can stay here after the three moves, this treasure will not be destined for me."

Xiao Lianluo said: "With the strength of Daojun, it is indeed the most reasonable."

Zhou Fan was pacing on the Leishui with a half-smile, his Taoist robe rustling, with the sound of waves, no depth could be discerned.

"Next, it's time to win the treasure."

People from all major forces didn't speak, they just took a step forward together, the clear air flowed, layers upon layers, golden radiance filled the sky, and rainbow light soared into the dragon.

The vast and stalwart force rushed towards the face, like a stormy sea, and like a mountain collapsing, it was unstoppable.

The Five Thunders, led by Zheng Siling, struck out at the same time, and Lei Wen was as big as a star, with purple and green falling down, immortal from ancient times.

The seven people in Bixiao Pavilion stood on the golden roc bird, their profound arts merged together, condensed into big hands that cover the sky, intertwined into yin and yang mixed holes, under the hood.

Xiao Lianluo, Ji Yu, the Chen family, Shen Fang's family...everyone who was present was using supernatural powers and profound techniques, or sacrificed magic weapons.

Boom! ! !
When everyone works together, the power is so vast, it is simply earth-shattering.

One after another the vortexes are generated, the bottomless black hole devours everything, and the time and space in it are like a millstone, strangling everything.

Zhou Fan stepped on the sky-blue thunder water, and behind him, wisps of brilliance were mighty, faint and deep, covering time and space, without seeing the bottom.

The stars lined up, and a formation covering the blue sky was suddenly shaken, and the light was generous.

In an instant, the people of all major forces disappeared from their original places.

Somewhere in the fairyland.

Sha Sheng looked around him in horror. Jinhui soared into the sky, trees were covered with silver flowers, auspicious clouds were piled up, fairy birds, spirit beasts.

"Is this his true strength!"

Looking at the unfamiliar environment around him, Zheng Siling gave a wry smile.

Those who can move him quietly, naturally, can kill him silently.

"So strong!"

Ji Yu stood on the platform, his eyes were full of horror.

"Zhou Fan's name is indeed well-deserved."

On Shen Fang's chariot, there was a clear and pleasant voice.

"Let's go, this is not where the dream master fairy is, it's just the inheritance fairy of the dream palace."

After sending away the people from all major forces, Zhou Fan looked at the Dream Orb wrapped like a cocoon.

Suddenly, the space went dark.

A fierce murderous intent bloomed, like a horse training, piercing through time and space, and it just fell behind Zhou Fan in the blink of an eye.

Looking carefully, among the murderous intentions, there is a magic weapon that looks like a knife or a sword, engraved with clanging iron patterns, and each iron pattern is entwined with thin and dense faces, either desperate or miserable.

"Haha."

There was a loud laugh, and a bloody figure was faintly seen, with long hair hanging down the shoulders, and the thorn-like tattoos on the cheeks were twisted like poisonous snakes, which was eerie and terrifying.

"This good thing is mine."

"Just waiting for you."

Zhou Fan raised his head with serious eyes.

With a flick of the big sleeve, the ancient Xuanqing sword shot out streams of sword energy.

"Ding dong~ ding dong~ ding dong~"

The sword qi slashed on the magic weapon, and the iron pattern on it melted like winter snow in the sun. Countless distorted human faces evaporated at this moment, turning into individual figures, male or female, or old Or less, or ordinary people, or monks.

They were all sacrificed by cruel means, and the power of the magic weapon was enhanced by blood sacrifice.

This kind of magic weapon is most likely to pollute the spirituality of the magic weapon and the body of the monk, destroying its merits.

Seeing this scene, the visitor was startled, the bloody clothes on his body rippled suddenly, and he was about to run away.

He really didn't expect that the magic weapon he sacrificed through untold hardships would be so vulnerable.

"what is the problem?"

He backed away quickly, very simply.

Boom! ! !
At this moment, the time and space in front of it distorted immediately, turning into an endless vortex.

Then a galaxy of sword energy hangs upside down, unthinkable, bottomless, and the sun, moon, and stars are all up and down in it.

Boom! ! !
The sword energy rolled across the galaxy, forcibly suppressing the unknown visitor inside.

"what!!!"

The person who came came screamed, his escape method has always come and gone without a trace, why didn't it work this time?
"town!"

Zhou Fan's eyes were fixed, and two rays of divine light shot out, a straight line, falling on the forehead of the visitor, freezing his spirit, and then the sword energy galactically swirled, turning into a halo, hanging behind him.

The whole process happened between lightning and flint, not even a breath time.

"Magic door!"

Zhou Fan frowned as he watched the illusory figures gradually turn into brilliance of true spirits, following the trajectory in the dark, disappearing into the unknown.

The magic door has a long history, and its origin can no longer be traced.

But what officially appeared in front of the world was in ancient times, when a group of heroes competed for the throne and a hundred schools of thought contended.

It was an era when imperial power was falling apart, and there was not a single supreme emperor in the vast Central Continent.

The contention of a hundred schools of thought means that the promoters of each idea can promote their own ideas to every prince and Fang Bo.

But from the lords competing for the throne to the three kingdoms of Chu, Han and Qin, each of the three kingdoms has its own official thinking.

As a result, those theories that were active for a while, but whose value orientation was not the same as that of the official thought or even ran counter to it, gradually became dim and aphasic.

Therefore, some of them formed a group in order to preserve their ideas.

In every doctrine there is, of course, not only one idea.

Some of these ideas were sadly withdrawn due to the failure of the struggle for sovereignty, and were absorbed by this group.

Slowly, this group absorbed many 'losers' and became a heterogeneous and huge collection of theories.

It is so complex and huge that even one of our own people can't tell whether a person we meet at random is one of our own.

In order to distinguish them from the past, these people collectively call themselves demons.

(End of this chapter)