my simulation longevity

Chapter 139 Yufeng Ling Wanxian

"The realm exceeds too much, is it a backlash without a phase of murder?"

Li Fan pondered for a moment, and checked the picture again.

In the dark world, two storms collided with each other.

A ray of green light illuminates the sky and the earth, and Li Fan faintly sees a small black sword constantly shuttling through the storm.

The evil spirit was terrifying, and the speed was extremely fast, bringing up blue and blue two-color flames.

Between the vast sky and water, the energy of howling and rampaging destroyed everything, and even the aura filled with it was blown away.

Only pure wind remains.

The two storms slowly merged into one place.

But it was the smaller group, the snake swallowing the giant statue, that dominated.

After an unknown amount of time, the integration was finally completed.

When this new wind disaster took shape, the world seemed to suddenly quiet down.

The phantom of the black sword intent, magnified countless times, stands between the sky and the earth.

The blue wind blows into the blade from the tip of the sword above.

Blue water flows into the blade from the hilt below.

The three colors of blue, blue and black are mixed, and the blade slowly solidifies.

When the phantom of the sword intent fully appeared, only Zhang Haobo's angry shout resounded through the sky.

"cut!"

Then the screen went black, and the information ended here.

Li Fan watched this scene several times, and in the end Zhang Zhiliang stared at him in a daze for a long time and asked him if he needed to rest.

He just gave up.

"The law of heaven and earth, with alchemy pills."

Although he suffered a slight injury, he still doesn't know how Zhang Haobo achieved the golden elixir.

But all of a sudden, Li Fan couldn't stop being excited and delighted when he saw the scene of Jin Dan becoming enlightened for the first time.

Cultivating the avenue, the front is shrouded in thick fog.

Now with the help of Tianjiao's power, it illuminates an unknown part of it.

After a long while, the joy slowly dissipated.

Only then did Li Fan calm down again, and began to study the formation again.

On the side, Zhang Zhiliang, who saw Li Fan's hard study, injury, joy, and continued hard work, could not help showing a gratified expression on his face.

"Although this kid's formation talent is a bit lacking, his diligence and character are quite to my liking. It's just that I don't know how long he can last."

"Don't be like those people before, just give up halfway."

……

When Li Fan was studying the formation on Wanxian Island, he didn't know that a huge tornado was moving rapidly towards Wanxian Island.

This unusual sight, of course, caught the attention of the monks on Wanxian Island.

Confidence is protected by the Ten Thousand Immortal Array, even if the tornado is twice as strong, it will not have any substantial impact on Ten Thousand Immortal Island.

But this tornado storm, which had never appeared in Congyunhai, was too terrifying.

And the goal is extremely clear, heading straight for Wanxian Island.

This had to make the monks of Wanxian Island have some unreasonable associations.

There are unwritten rules among the monks of Wanxian Island regarding the wind disaster that ravages Congyunhai.

Only for protection, generally do not take the initiative to disperse.

It is said that it was the order of the Immortal Transformation Lord of Wanxian Island.

Although the monks didn't know why, they could only abide by it.

After all, although these wind disasters are massive, it seems that the damage is extremely limited.

That is to say, it has a little influence on the mortals living on the island.

Even a monk in the Qi refining period has never heard of anyone dying in a wind disaster.

So the monks didn't care much about the wind disaster.

But this time, the situation is different.

This storm is coming towards Ten Thousand Immortals Island, what should we do?
You know, since Wanxian Island was built, there has never been a wind disaster hitting Wanxian Island.

For a while, the monks on the island talked a lot.

For some reason, the Ten Thousand Immortals League officials remained silent and did not make a decision for a long time.

Just like that, all the monks on Wanxian Island just watched the huge blue tornado that seemed to penetrate the sky and the earth, getting closer and closer.

It didn't feel that much in the distance, until the tornado gradually approached, all the monks became a little shocked.

Countless seawater was sucked into the sky by the tornado.

Wherever the tornado passed, the sea was empty.

Even the silt and rocks on the bottom of the sea were swept up and flew into the sky.

Under this huge wind force, the ground of Wanxian Island trembled slightly.

On the old man with the high crown, a ray of brilliance bloomed on the stone statue of the Fa-transmitting Immortal.

The Ten Thousand Immortal Formation has automatically turned on its protection.

"Fellow Daoist He Fang, come to my Wanxian Island as a guest?"

"Please show up and see!"

The blue tornado was getting closer and closer, and the Immortal Transformation Lord from Wanxian Island finally appeared.

The continuous mountain peaks, like mountains and rivers, stopped before the tornado.

Although Qingfeng is strong, it seems a bit powerless in the face of the high and steep mountains.

But the tornado didn't mean to turn around at all.

He didn't answer, but hit him head-on!

Tornado peaks collide together.

A huge sound suddenly resounded through the sky.

Suddenly, the ears of all the monks who watched were continuously roaring, and everyone's expressions changed.

He stared in shock at the place where the wind and the mountains were fighting.

I saw that the wind was like a knife, and the rocks were flying, and many mountains were cut off in an instant.

A cold snort sounded, and the mountain immediately returned to its original shape.

The sky around the cyan tornado suddenly darkened.

But one mountain after another, stretching endlessly, appearing one after another.

Surrounded the cyan tornado in the center.

At this moment, a bold laughter came from the tornado: "Cong Yunhai, Zhang Haobo, I have met the Immortal Lord Huashen!"

The voice came from afar, and spread throughout the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Island in a short while.

Some of the cultivators who watched this scene were bewildered.

Some were dumbfounded, their faces full of disbelief.

Word of mouth spread, and soon, all the monks on the island knew who Zhang Haobo was.

A few years ago, he tried his sword with a puppet during the Qi refining stage.

Not long ago, during the foundation building period, Qingfeng was slashed with a sword.

Why is it possible to manipulate such a terrifying storm to force Ten Thousand Immortals Island now?

Looking at the momentum, although it is not as good as Huashen, it is definitely above Nascent Soul!

How did he do that?
There was an uproar on Wanxian Island.

The voice of discussion boiled back to the sky.

But after the initial shock passed, many brilliant monks still saw the clues.

"This Haobo may not be that strong in itself! He is taking advantage of the situation!"

"That's right. In my opinion, this person has the most Golden Core cultivation. It's just that his comprehension of the law of wind is a bit amazing, so he can control such a powerful storm!"

"His actions are like pulling a thousand catties. With his own weak strength, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary Jindan cultivators to provoke the power of heaven and earth. How long has he practiced? This person's talent is really terrifying!"

……

On Wanxian Island, there are endless discussions.

The invisible Huashen Xianju was also silent for a while.

"Why did you come here this time?"

After a while, he just spoke again.

In the blue wind tornado, Zhang Haobo slowly revealed his figure.

He stared at the void in front of him, and smiled slightly: "If you bother me, please see senior, I have something important to discuss!"

　There will be one more later

　
(End of this chapter)