What kind of bad thoughts can Tianlei have?

Du Shenglan's command is very orderly.

The news of the accusation of crossing the catastrophe was widely spread, and there were many people who came here admiringly.After just a short while, another long queue formed.

The majestic majesty in the sky, the red light of the exploding sword appeared, and the puppet's boxing made the sky tremble even more. However, not many people paid attention to such an amazing battle, and they were all waiting to overcome the catastrophe.The biggest danger that Venerable Fan Hai has to face now is not a puppet, but the backlash of the magic knife.

He knew that Du Shenglan made such an exaggeration on purpose to arouse the anger in his heart. The more angry, the easier it is for his reason to collapse.

Overt schemes cause more harm than conspiracy, and will make those who enter the game feel more powerless.The handle of the knife seemed to have turned into a hot iron. Venerable Fan Hai was holding it tightly, and the endless hostility was moving upwards along the meridians, covering every inch of his body, and finally rushing towards the brain.

Suddenly, a blue river flows through the ground, very slender, like a willow branch, and someone comes here stepping on this greenery.

Venerable Fan Hai calmed down a little.

Help is here.

"It's Daoist Zheliu." The powerful aura made the furthest but weakest monster tremble uncontrollably.

There is no doubt about the strength of Zheliu Daojun. In the past, he single-handedly fought a bloody road in the siege, and finally enlightened under the willow tree, and changed his name to Zheliu.

This person has a pretty good relationship with Venerable Fanhai, and they all master the way of killing. There is one thing he covets in the treasure house of Brahma Gate. If the Brahma Gate is broken today, the treasure must belong to Rakshasa Gate.

When asking for help, Venerable Fan Hai had already made an oath that Zheliu Daojun did not waste time, and stepped forward to ask for help.

The thin figure passed through the crowd, and was about to go to the sky, but at the same time, there was a slap in the face, and Daojun Zheliu was forced to stop at the same time.

"Mr. Shunxi Taoist?" He was a little surprised.

The woman stood alone in front of him, and slapped him again.

Taoist Zheliu was a little annoyed: "Shunxi, I have no grievances with you, why stop me?"

To say that this Taoist Shunxi is definitely a wonderful work in the fairy world, this person is good at palming, and he specializes in hitting people in the face.The appearance is cold, it must be——

While still thinking, Taoist Shunxi's red lips moved: "Did I dig your ancestral grave? The queue-jumping dog should explode in a loop and spiral up to the sky..."

Taking a deep breath, Daoist Zheliu said with a livid face, "I'm here to help Venerable Fanhai."

After the news of the control points crossing the catastrophe came out, not only Xing Jun was waiting, but also some Dao Lords who were trapped in the three-nine thunder catastrophe came.

"Oh." Shunxi Daojun said: "Then get out, after all, I still have something to ask for."

"You..." Zhe Liu was angry, and if he really wanted to fight, he might not lose to the opponent, but it would not be of any benefit to him if he won.In the end, Daoist Zheliu stood aside and said with a sneer: "I will wait and see how 'smooth' the fellow Taoist can cross the tribulation later."

The helper was blocked, and the one who was the most angry was Venerable Fan Hai.

Under the influence of hostility, his eyes turned red instantly, and he was like a revived demon god.

"Shunxi!"

He roared angrily, and when the sky flashed a terrifying lightning flash, his anger climbed to the extreme.Now it is no longer the person who holds the knife, but the knife controls the person.Venerable Fan Hai's cultivation level exploded several times in an instant, and he overdrawn all his strength to attack the puppet.

Facing the extremely strong explosive attack, the puppet was held back, unable to separate his mind to control the field.

Venerable Fan Hai forced the puppet out of the circle of lightning with his powerful swordsmanship.

Facing the vast thunder calamity alone, Taoist Shunxi slightly frowned.

Her palm technique has never been perfected, and it is really reluctant to pass the three-nine thunder calamity.

Du Shenglan noticed that Venerable Fan Hai had gone far away, and immediately said, "Your Majesty, don't hesitate."

After finishing speaking, he directly transformed into lightning and flew onto the field with the will of heaven and earth.It is impossible for him to violate the rules of the Heavenly Tribulation itself, not to hack or wantonly weaken other Heavenly Tribulations, but he can determine the minimum difficulty and the highest intensity of each Heavenly Tribulation.

When the red electric column collapsed, the red light in the inner layer was somewhat dim, even slightly orange.

"how……"

When participating in the tribulation, Du Shenglan's speech would be a little slurred.

It is no secret that he is the Thunder Spirit, but it is another matter to really see it. The expressions of the people present at this moment are wonderful.

Venerable Fanhai had just forced the eruption to keep the puppet away from the area of ​​crossing the catastrophe. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, the loophole was caught.Not to mention him, even the magic knife in his hand was angry.

At this time, three words floated in the sky: "Hit~I~ah..."

The puppet had no intention of stopping him, and said indifferently, "Go beat him."

Transcending the Tribulation in the Immortal World can be disturbed by people, but there is a rule that it is dead. During the process of transcending the Tribulation, Tianlei can be resurrected infinitely.

Under the influence of anger, the combat power has been improved again, at the cost of further annihilation of reason. At this moment, Venerable Fan Hai is only relying on a little reason to support him, weaving a net of heaven and earth with dense knives and lights.

The consumption of the puppet was relatively high, and Du Shenglan could feel that it was beginning to decline again.

Exercising the Acacia Kungfu, the surroundings maintain a fixed speed to condense the arc of the Heavenly Tribulation, and suddenly increase the speed under the attraction of the charm, the second Sanjiu Heavenly Tribulation comes quickly and of high quality.

Venerable Fan Hai's already extremely fast sword attack speed suddenly became faster, vowing to deal with the puppet before the end of the catastrophe.

No matter how powerful a puppet is, it also has a fatal weakness: the core.As long as he finds out where the core of the puppet is hidden, he still has the possibility of a comeback.

It's a pity that this abacus only started for a second, and Daoist Rakshasa got off the golden beast car, and let some people who had crossed the Thunder Tribulation of the True Monarch start to cross the tribulation in groups.Now only Daoist Shunxi survived the tribulation alone, and the light area could not illuminate the puppet, but when it was replaced by a group of people, this problem would naturally be solved.

As for those who cross the tribulation, they only need to insist on the end of the first three thunder tribulations, even if the puppet is too late to control the field, Du Shenglan can catch up.

This scene fell in the eyes of the monks who came to support Venerable Fan Hai, and they immediately retreated.

Finally, the last string called reason in Venerable Fan Hai's mind was broken.

The strong fairy body couldn't withstand the devouring of the magic knife, and the red light from the handle spread across his entire arm, and half of his forearm was eaten away in an instant.Venerable Fan Hai's hand holding the knife was gone, and the magic knife was welded into the remaining flesh and blood, as if a knife had grown out of his body.

Those who survived the catastrophe in the area below dared not fly high because of that savage aura. As soon as they got close, they had a delusion of wanting to destroy the whole world.

This knife was originally made to deal with Lord Rakshasa. As a fierce beast, he was most affected.The disadvantages of the monster's bloodline were revealed at this time, and even Xiaoxiao was affected, stretching out his hand and pulling it down, the black cloth covered the remaining half of his face.

They are still like this, let alone the authorities in the central area.

Although Du Shenglan was far away, she was attacked and exploded several times intermittently by the hostile energy, and she was able to survive only by the rebirth ability of Heavenly Tribulation.

"Fortunately..." He glanced at the lightning in the distance, there are still people crossing the tribulation, and when Taoist Shunxi's tribulation is over, he can switch seamlessly.

The fierce confrontation stopped, and the puppet and Venerable Fanhai stood opposite each other. If the Taoist below stood here, he would undoubtedly die, and the Taoist above would also be affected, but the puppet did not respond at all.

The magic knife is to use hostility to calm down other people's fighting spirit first, and then let the hostility corrode the Dao body.

However, things like hostility have no effect on puppets.

"Sorry, I don't have that worldly desire at all."

The purpose of Fu Le Guo is: for love, for dedication.

This time it was changed to take the initiative to attack, the distance between the two sides was shortened, and the energy was supplied by the arc, and the puppet was almost punched to the flesh.The wind of the fist roared past, and the last punch directly blasted Venerable Fan Hai into the minefield.

"My thunder!"

The roar of Daoist Shunxi came from below, and half of the thunder fell on the Venerable Fanhai. She had lost too much.

"Don't panic."

Du Shenglan injected strength in time to ensure that the opponent's other two thunder tribulations became bigger and stronger.

This is Daojun's three-nine thunder calamity, which is infinitely powerful. The place where Venerable Fan Hai was injured by the fist force spread out densely like a spider web, and the most serious part was full of flesh and blood, and even the dantian appeared. A crack.

Under such a serious injury, Venerable Fan Hai's eyes became clearer. The hostility of the magic knife is not endless, and it is almost worn out now.

He forcibly raised his breath and raised his saber, unleashing the strongest strike in his life.The cracks on the dantian deepened and were already on the verge of breaking.

"It was a quick knife, and the shot was decisive, but it missed a bit." While avoiding the light of the knife, the puppet gestured to him.

It could have received the knife directly with its fist, but chose to comment instead.

The puppet used the deduced sword move to shatter his pride in the opponent's best field.

Venerable Fan Hai was a little distracted for a while, and he always had a bit of disdain for Emperor Youlan, thinking that it only took a thousand years, and with the help of fragments of the heavenly way, he would definitely be able to walk in front of the emperor.But just a puppet created by the other party is so powerful.

As the gust swept past, Venerable Fan Hai subconsciously came back to his senses, his pupils shrank suddenly, and the phantom of the fist had already swept across his face, the speed was too fast to dodge at all.

sneak attack!

Frightened and angry, he didn't even have time to utter the words he wanted to curse.

The tall body fell from the sky. At this moment, even the immortals who were going through the tribulation couldn't help but look distracted.

The body of the fairy collapsed, and Venerable Fanhai's nose and eyes were bleeding at the same time. He still had a little bit of breath, but the defeat was already set.

The famous Taoist Lord in the fairy world has come to the end like this. The absurd feeling makes both those who hate him and those who have a little friendship feel complicated for a while.

Complicated emotions belong only to the living, and the dead cannot feel them.

They just have fun.

The spirits in the tower almost applauded.

"Okay!" Three seconds later, a divine sense in the central area of ​​the building not only clapped its hands, but also patted its thighs, the outline of which was a little blurred with joy.

"Take it easy." The divine sense next to him reminded him: "Don't let yourself be happy."

It takes decades for the few divine thoughts here to dissipate. Now that the great revenge has been avenged, if you are lucky, you can find a successor, and you will have no regrets in this life.

Apart from divine thoughts, the Brahma disciples were the first to react, and someone immediately teleported away.

Daoist Lingqing is very targeted. For example, the number one lackey of the Brahma Sect, Daoist Zhenzhen, is a must-kill target.Now it was the home court of Rakshamen, no one shouted 'kill' passionately, their eyes were sharp, and they quickly and accurately stopped those elite disciples.

There have been more than one battles between the two big forces, and the elite disciples have also successfully hunted down the people of the Rakshamen. They know that surrendering will not save their lives, so they might as well fight to the death.

Amidst the fierce battle, Du Shenglan walked up to Venerable Fan Hai.

A Xingjun looked down on Daojun from a high position.

Venerable Fan Hai moved his fingers, wanting to say that if he hadn't had a quasi-emperor-level puppet, he wouldn't have been able to walk in front of him in hundreds of years.

It's a pity that the injury was so severe that I couldn't utter a word.

Du Shenglan didn't take the initiative to speak from the beginning to the end. First, he asked the puppet that came down to seal the true energy in Venerable Fanhai's body to prevent the opponent from exploding himself. Then he asked the tower: "How to preserve the remnants?"

The resentment that erupted from the glass body earlier was the remnant of being domesticated and tortured by Venerable Fan Hai for thousands of years.

Du Shenglan felt that he had provided himself with a good idea, just as the world of Demon Abyss under Jiyapo collapsed, the idea of ​​throwing people there to suffer and suffer was gone, and he had to change it.

A rough voice came from the tower: "Use that knife as a container."

Venerable Fan Hai moved his lips, and finally squeezed out a few words from his throat: "Scholars can be killed, but not humiliated..."

"Not humiliated yet."

Du Shenglan drew the talisman in the void, gathering the aura around Venerable Fan Hai to ensure that he would not die for a while.Then he looked at Daoist Feixue: "Brother, where was the band last time?"

Daoist Feixue was stunned for a moment, and he knocked away the elite disciples of Brahma Sect with his fan, and immediately said, "I'll invite you."

The ten Qiongyu Pavilion disciples were quickly seated, Venerable Fan Hai was thrown into the beast cart, and the band set off on the road whistling and beating.The monks of Qiongyu Pavilion have first-class professional quality, and can always complete the creation of the style specified by the customer in a short time.

Boom!

After hitting the gong face hard, the two monks beat the drum quickly, and the drum sticks danced with afterimages. The suona and erhu played together, lively and eerie.

The golden beast car moved forward slowly, and there was also a chant along with it:

"The spring is cold and the Taoist is resigned, and the thunder is elated. Once the thousand-year foundation is destroyed, the old thief is not as good as a chicken..."

Du Shenglan's eyelids twitched, what happened to the chicken?You have never seen the ability of free-range chickens.

The more she sang, the more outrageous she became. Du Shenglan glanced at the paper dog and said coldly, "Go and ask, how long will it take to finish singing this song?"

When the paper dog passed by the animal cart, its eyes showed joy, and it floated in mid-air: "Master, I didn't expect you to have today."

Venerable Fan Hai looked at it with the eyes of a poor creature, and asked each word with difficulty: "You, are, who?"

Now everyone knows that the paper dog is a jade-faced knife. Venerable Fan Hai asked another meaning. His soul was damaged, he was made into a paper dog, and his IQ was infinitely reduced. How could this be his once arrogant and boundless closed disciple?

Venerable Fanhai wanted to plant the seeds of hatred in Yumiandao's heart, and it might take root one day.

The paper dog was silent for a moment, before turning thousands of words into four words: "You are so naive."

His hatred for Du Shenglan has already penetrated into his bones.

But how can this be?Subject to the forbidden curse of Hades, anyone who has a bad intention will encounter heart-piercing pain.

When returning to Du Shenglan's side again, the paper dog replied: "They said that they compiled a total of eighty paragraphs."

"..."

Du Shenglan was about to stop, just playing music was enough.

Just turned around, Taoist Feixue seemed to see through his thoughts, and the latter said earnestly: "Little brother, money can't be spent in vain."

"I……"

The voice is drowned out by the singing—

"The world-defying silver dragon is also present, tipping off the news to welcome Lingqing."

Seeing Gu Yamu's dark face instantly, Du Shenglan turned his face away, trying not to let himself laugh out loud, and suddenly felt that the song was not so unacceptable.

As soon as he stepped out of the boundary wall of the fairy world, he directly encountered the billowing thunder in the space between the gaps, and the thunder calamity was actually glowing with a golden light.

The one who was crossing the catastrophe was the Wuyun monk, a monk who pays attention to the equality of all beings, maybe he hasn't cultivated well yet, the moment he saw Du Shenglan appear, he immediately had an ominous premonition.

According to the usual law, the other party is being hunted down.

Monk Wuyun chose to be compassionate: "Benefactor, do you want to come and hide?"

At this time, the orchestra and the golden beast car that followed also came out. Seeing the half-dead Venerable Fan Hai lying on it, no matter how calm the monk Wuyun was, his face could not be tense at this moment.

Seeing him staring at him, Du Shenglan asked: "How about I ask them to sing one for the master?"

"..."

Monk Wuyun resolutely declined his kindness.

The thunder calamity falling with a faint golden light, the strange thing is that it is not a whole thunder, but scattered, like a goddess scattered flowers, all of them hit one person.

"All living beings wish." Gu Yamu suddenly spit out three words.

Du Shenglan gave a slightly puzzled 'hmm'.

"The ambition he made may be related to all sentient beings."

Monk Wuyun did not cross the catastrophe so long ago that he made a great wish in order not to lose his way. Now it seems that this is a rather extraordinary wish.

It seemed that it was the last thunderbolt, Du Shenglan stood patiently by the side and waited for the tribulation to be over.

Crossing the Tribulation is nothing more than attacking and defending. He and Gu Yamu belong to the former, and Monk Wuyun is undoubtedly the latter. The monk stood in place, bursting out with golden light, motionless like a clock.

The thunder calamity disintegrated the light layer by layer, and when the Buddhist beads in the hands of the Wuyun monk burst to the last one, the part belonging to the thunder calamity finally disappeared.

With a movement of his fingertips, a phantom with a smile appeared behind him, showing a special vision.

"Congratulations, master, for proving the Tao." Du Shenglan cupped his fists.

Monk Wuyun didn't feel particularly excited: "It's just a matter of course."

Without Lei Jie, the golden beast cart continued to move.

Du Shenglan was still at the front, and the puppet was temporarily stored at the Rakshasa Gate. A great battle had just ended, and there were many things that needed to be finished. Daoist Feixue did not accompany him to the lower realm, and lent him the nine-headed monster.

Jiuchuan Continent.

Whether in life, after death, or rebirth, Du Shenglan is always the focus of discussion.

Smell the smell of oranges, and you know that the master of Tianji is guarding the entrance of the boundary wall, waiting for first-hand news.

Seeing Venerable Fan Hai's tragic state, she asked before being surprised: "Can you sell me your brain?"

Seeing Du Shenglan shaking his head, he looked regretful.

Du Shenglan is also very regretful, if it can be sold, the price can completely cover the money he spent on Tianjilou before, and even make a profit.But in order for the other party to leave behind a ray of divine sense and suffer more torture, the integrity of the brain must be guaranteed.

The owner of Tianji quickly wrote down the latest information.When he stopped writing, he said: "You sent me two messages for free, and I will give you one too. Du Beiwang's mother went to find Pei Liuyan."

With no expression on Du Shenglan's face, he asked, "Do you know where Pei Liuyan is?"

"A few days ago she was seriously injured and went to Medical Valley, it is not clear yet."

It is not surprising that Du Beiwang's mother went to find Pei Liuyan. All kinds of phenomena prove that there is hatred between Du Shenglan's mother and son. Since they have a common goal, they can cooperate regardless of their identities.

Du Shenglan didn't continue to inquire about the news of these two people, but Du Shenglan led the team forward.

The first place he went to was the Valley of Medicine, not for Pei Liuyan, but because a temple dedicated to Venerable Fan Hai was almost built here.

"right here."

Du Shenglan looked up and decided to rebuild a temple.

……

The news of 'The Venerable Fanhai was seriously injured, and the Fanmen disintegrated' was like a gust of wind, blowing through every corner of the Jiuchuan Continent, even blowing away the Endless Sea.

Even the monks who were indifferent to the gossip news all confirmed the authenticity of the news to Tianjilou.Du Shenglan's ability to descend to the lower realms shows that he is still the strength of an ordinary immortal. How can he defeat Venerable Fanhai?

Some people thought of the huge master behind him, and some thought it might be Venerable Fan Hai who made a mistake in his own practice.

The most panic-stricken disciples of the Brahma sect in the lower realm kept contacting the sect, but after receiving no response, they came to the Valley of Medicine disguised as ordinary monks.When they saw Venerable Fan Hai who couldn't move on the beast cart with their own eyes, they felt as if they were struck by lightning, and even forgot the basic cover-up.

Shocked, they dared not come forward to recognize each other.

At this time, the rare ones who sincerely mourn for Venerable Fanhai are those few monks who went to their small world to find opportunities, and Fanmen promised to help them elevate to a big realm.

"This old man is Huang Jiuniu of the Gyro Sect. I have registered with you before. What a chance for this old man!"

"Please, don't you still have disciples, let them give a little bit."

Du Shenglan was deeply impressed by one of them, the old man who only entered Jindan at the age of 70.

The scene was funny, but some big forces were very lucky. Fortunately, last time when Fanmen used the opportunity to lure them to take a stand, because of a misjudgment, they went to watch Du Shenglan cross the catastrophe by mistake.

Although the process was embarrassing and being ravaged by that milky vision, it was better than losing her reputation and being happy for nothing.

Du Shenglan withdrew his gaze and said solemnly, "I want to rebuild the temple here to worship the heroic spirits."

"Okay!" Before the words finished, someone responded immediately.

In order to save face, the people of Yigu immediately expressed their willingness to fully cooperate: "We will supply the consumables, and everything will be made according to the top specifications."

At this time, Xue Lei suddenly walked out of the tower and poked in the direction of the door.

Du Shenglan walked into the tower knowingly, and as soon as he entered, he heard a hearty voice: "Everyone appreciates the kindness, but don't bother, this external form has no meaning left for us."

"When the temple is completed, I will arrange a formation at the entrance, so that Venerable Fan Hai's Cannian will suffer at the entrance, and anyone who comes in can curse and poop."

Immediately, Divine Sense changed his tune: "That means a lot."

Wanting to kill people while retaining a ray of remnants is a skill. Du Shenglan does not have this skill, but there is no shortage of creatures in the underworld.

Jiu Nu came, sharpened his knife, and wandered around the beast cart, as if looking at another experimental product.

Venerable Fan Hai saw the disciples of the lower realm of the Brahma sect in the crowd, and said hoarsely, "Kill me..."

The few disciples avoided his sight one after another, worried that their whereabouts would be exposed, and left in a hurry.

Building a temple is not a matter of a day or two, especially for the Temple of Heroes. It is necessary to fully understand that period of history and select some representative examples from it to last forever.These can only be known from the mouth of the divine mind in the tower, and they try their best to recall every name they know.

During the gap between the memories of the spiritual thoughts, Du Shenglan took out the primordial treasure, and shot an arrow through Venerable Fanhai's dantian.

The arrow pierced through the torso, blood spattered, and the slight shattering sound coming from the inside of the body made many people watching the show sigh with emotion that a thousand years of practice was ruined in one fell swoop.

It is not a good thing to have long nights and dreams, but the abolished Venerable Fan Hai is nothing to worry about.

Du Shenglan put away her weapon and smiled, "Enjoy it."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left.

The golden animal cart was parked in the Valley of Medicine, guarded by nine monsters, and Venerable Fan Hai was forced to wait and see the construction of the temple.He was thinking about the way to die all the time, knowing that once the temple was built, in the years to come, he would really have no choice but to live or die.

Every time an additional tile was added to the Temple of Heroes, the sense of urgency in Venerable Fan Hai's heart grew deeper.

The nine heads of the nine-headed monsters said to each other: "What a luxury it is to live."

"So is death."

The remaining seven heads said in unison: "I can't live, I can't die, hahaha."

The monk in Qiongyu Pavilion hadn't left yet, and wrote another song on the spot.

The nine-headed monsters were their loyal fans in the fairy world, and they sang the chorus effect with their own strength.

The big tree of Fanmen fell down, and Du Shenglan's reputation increased, which directly reflected that the recruitment activities in Mingdu suddenly became extremely hot.

In the past, there were not many people who came a day, but now there is an endless stream, not only for studying, but countless people who come to apply for tutors.

Du Shenglan and Gu Yamu stood on the city wall of Hades, looking at the lively scene, and smiled at each other.

"Look!" In the distance, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy who walked out of a border town said to his companions, "It's Gu Yamu, the world-defying silver dragon!"

In order to seize the customers of Tianji Building, the Blackwater Chamber of Commerce sold information about the creatures of the underworld at a low price.Of course, it is all well-known information, but it is still very attractive to some boys and girls who come from afar.

On the city wall, across a long distance, Gu Yamu's smile froze in an instant when he accurately captured these words.

The arc of Du Shenglan's mouth couldn't help but widen: "Tongyan Wuji, don't take it to heart."

In the next second, the boy's companion said excitedly: "The one next to him must be the elated Sky Thunder Spirit."

"..."