My Longevity Simulation Chapter 137

"The realm is too much, and there is no murderous backlash."

Li Fan pondered for a moment in his heart, and checked the picture just now.

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

A green light illuminated the world, and Li Fan faintly saw that a small black sword was shuttled in the storm.

The suffocating energy is shocking, the speed is extremely fast, and it brings blue and blue two-color flames.

In the vast sky and water, the energy of the furious roar destroyed everything, and even the aura that filled the air was blown away.

Only pure wind remains.

The two groups of storms slowly merged and merged into one place.

It was the smaller group, the snake swallowing the colossus, that dominated.

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

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

The black sword intent phantom, magnified countless times, stands between heaven and earth.

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

Blue water, from the hilt below, flows into the blade.

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

When the phantom of Sword Intent appeared completely, only Zhang Haobo shouted angrily, resounding through the sky.

"cut!"

Then the screen goes black, and the information ends here.

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

He just gave up.

"The law of heaven and earth, to alchemy elixir."

Although he suffered a little injury, he still doesn't know how Zhang Haobo achieved Jindan.

But all of a sudden, Li Fan was unstoppably excited and joyful when he saw the scene of Jin Dan becoming enlightened for the first time.

Cultivation avenue, the front is shrouded in heavy fog.

Now, with the help of Tianjiao's power, the unknown part of it is illuminated.

After a long while, the joy slowly dissipated.

Li Fan calmed down again, and began to study the formation technique again.

On the side, Zhang Zhiliang, who watched Li Fan study hard, was injured, rejoiced, continued to study hard, and watched the whole process, couldn't help showing a relieved expression on his face.

"Although this son's talent in formation is really poor, his diligence and temperament are quite in line with me. I just don't know how long he can last."

"Don't be like those people before, it's better to give up halfway."

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

This unusual scene certainly caught the attention of the monks on Wanxian Island.

Self-confidence has the protection of the Great Array of Myriad Immortals, even if this tornado is twice as strong, it will not have any substantial impact on Myriad Immortals Island.

But the power of this tornado, which has never appeared in Cong Yunhai, is a little too scary.

And the goal is extremely clear, coming straight towards Wanxian Island.

This had to make the monks in Wanxian Island have more unprovoked associations.

There are unwritten rules among the monks of Wanxian Island regarding the typhoon that ravaged the Cong Yunhai.

Only for protection, generally do not actively disperse.

It is said that it was the order of the immortal lord of Wanxian Island.

Although the monks do not know why, they can only obey.

After all, although these hurricanes are huge, 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 cultivators in the Qi refining stage have never heard of anyone dying in a wind disaster.

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

But this time, things were different.

This hurricane has come to Wanxian Island, what should I do?

You know, since the completion of Wanxian Island, there has never been a wind disaster hitting Wanxian Island.

For a time, the monks on the island were talking about it.

The Wanxian League official did not know why, but kept silent and did not make a decision for a long time.

In this way, the monks of Wanxian Island just watched the huge cyan tornado that seemed to run through the sky and the earth, getting closer and closer.

I didn't feel much at a distance, until the tornado gradually approached, and the monks became a little stunned.

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, the ground of Wanxian Island trembled slightly.

On the stone statue of the high-crowned old man, the Dharma Immortal Venerable, a beam of brilliance bloomed.

The Great Array of Myriad Immortals has already automatically activated its protection.

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

"Please come and see me!"

The blue-blue tornado was getting closer and closer, and the immortal lord of Wanxian Island finally appeared.

The continuous mountain peaks, like overlapping peaks, stopped in front of the tornado.

Although the green wind is strong, it seems a little out of hand in the face of these tall and continuous mountains.

But the tornado showed no sign of turning.

He didn't answer, but directly bumped head-on!

The tornado peaks collided.

The huge sound suddenly resounded through the world.

A continuous roar sounded in the ears of the monks who were watching, and they all changed.

He stared in horror at the place where the wind and the mountain were fighting.

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

A cold snort sounded, and the mountain suddenly returned to its original state.

The sky around the cyan tornado suddenly turned dark.

But it is one mountain after another, endless, appearing one after another.

The cyan tornado was surrounded in the center.

At this moment, unrestrained laughter came out from the tornado: "Cong Yunhai, Zhang Haobo, I have seen Immortal Transformation God!"

The voice came from afar, and spread throughout the entire Wanxian Island in a moment.

Some of the monks watching this scene looked blank.

Others were dumbfounded and full of disbelief.

According to word of mouth, soon, the monks on the entire island knew who Zhang Haobo was.

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

Not long ago, during the foundation building period, the sword cut Qingfeng.

How could it be possible to manipulate such a terrifying storm to force Wanxian Island now?

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

How did he do that?

On Wanxian Island, there was an uproar.

The voice of the discussion, boiling against the sky.

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

"Zhang Haobo~www.mtlnovel.com~ may not be that strong! He is taking advantage of the situation!"

"Yes, in my opinion, this person has the most Jindan cultivation. It's just that his understanding of the law of wind is a bit amazing, so he can control such a tyrannical storm!"

"His move is like four or two thousand pounds. With his own weak strength, it is impossible for ordinary Jindan cultivators to provoke the power of the world. How long has he been practicing? This person's talent is truly terrifying and terrifying!"

On Wanxian Island, there are endless discussions.

The invisible God Transformation Immortal Residence was also silent for a while.

"Why are you here this time?"

After a while, he spoke up again.

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

He looked at the void in front of him and smiled slightly: "I take the liberty to disturb, I beg to see the seniors, and we have some important things to discuss!"

Chapter end