Chapter 309

The wind and dew are vast, the shadows of mountains and rivers turn, and the present and ancient times are desolate.

At the relic, the aura swallows the mountains and seas, the spirit absorbs the hundred rivers, and the frightened demons cannot return.

At the entrance of Huangpi Cave, the yellow-skinned rats hiding in the wild grass fell one after another.

On the central square, the great demons were like walking corpses, their souls leaving their bodies, their vitality gradually fading, lying softly on the bone chairs.

In an instant, hundreds of souls were swallowed by Zhang Fan.

Such a terrifying scene is simply earth-shattering, shocking the heart and soul.

"If one can turn the alchemy method, the three corpses shine on the soul, the life period can be seen, and the one qi refines the ghost soul!"

Zhang Zhang Liuming's eyes trembled, staring fixedly at Zhang Fan, his heart already surging with waves.

Among the three Long Hu Shan Daoists, he had the highest cultivation, having already entered the Great Being realm.

Because of this, he was over thirty-five years old, but still had not been driven out of the Zhang family, and even retained the Zhang surname.

In the current era, the Great Being realm is an expert everywhere.

His knowledge and experience are not something that Zhang Zhang Duoming and Zhang Anonymous beside him can compare to.

There is a method in the Wu Wei Sect called 【Detention】, which can suppress the opponent's soul with cultivation.

However, this method has great limitations and conditions, the distance cannot be too far, the realm must be higher than the opponent, etc.

Even if all kinds of conditions are met, detaining one god is the limit.

However, just a moment ago, Zhang Fan swallowed a hundred gods with his soul, taking them from the void, without any taboos.

The world is vast, from ancient times to the present, it seems that only one method has such heaven-reaching ability, peeping at the path of the sect to become an immortal, refining the great art of the soul's fatal gate, killing the body to achieve the Dao, cutting the corpse to shine on fate, seeing heaven without falling, seeing earth without defeat.

"World's number one, Three Corpses Shining on Fate?"

Zhang Zhang Liuming's eyes trembled, looking at Zhang Fan in disbelief.

Jiazi swept away demons, Chu Chu Chaoran was pure Yang limitless, Three Corpse Daoist died at the peak of Mount Mount Dongyue, and since then, this supreme alchemy method has become a swan song.

Sixty years have passed, light has been extinguished, and years are like clouds.

Is there actually someone in the world who practices this method again!?

"You actually..."

Huang Huang Jiumei was dazed, looking at Zhang Fan in disbelief; this look seemed to have exhausted a lifetime of surprise and panic.

This man kept saying he wanted to help her sit on the great seat, who would have thought that one move would be unimaginable, swallowing the souls of all the spirits and demons in Huangpi Cave.

Such means have never been heard of, such Daoist methods have never been seen.

Li Li Miaoyin stood in the distance, looking at Zhang Fan's back, her eyes flying, brilliance continuous.

Zhang Wuming remained silent, but his eyes were filled with deep fear.

"People of the Zhang family of Long Hu Shan..."

Zhang Fan's gaze was calm, looking at the three people in front of him, but there were waves in his heart.

Speaking of which, he is also the incense of this lineage.

"Unexpectedly... unexpectedly... sixty years have passed, the Wu Wei Sect has risen from the ashes, and actually produced such a character; is this to walk the path of the Three Corpse Daoist back then?" Zhang Zhang Liuming gritted his teeth.

He knew that the man in front of him was an unparalleled enemy, and definitely not someone they could deal with.

As the words fell, Zhang Zhang Duoming and Zhang Anonymous beside him changed color again.

A simple sentence, but it hid a lot of unbelievable information.

"The master did not pity to bestow an empty name... if it weren't for the Long Hu Zhang family back then, how could there be the later Three Corpse Daoist..."

"His path is also your path," Zhang Fan says indifferently.

Once these words were spoken, Zhang Zhang Duoming, Zhang Anonymous, and even Zhang Wuming were all stunned.

Only Zhang Zhang Liuming's eyes trembled, his suspicion growing stronger.

The Three Corpse Daoist came from the Zhang family; this is a great secret, even in the Zhang family, ordinary disciples cannot know it at all.

At this moment, Zhang Zhang Liuming was even more certain that the man in front of him was a descendant of the Wu Wei Sect.

"I won't make things difficult for you; like him, abandon darkness and turn to light, and you can live."

Zhang Fan whispers solemnly, his gaze glancing at Zhang Wuming.

As the words fell, Zhang Zhang Liuming and the others were stunned, followed by anger rising in their hearts, glaring fiercely at Zhang Wuming.

"What are you glaring at? My brother pointed out a way for you, why don't you kowtow and worship?" Zhang Wuming said righteously.

"Soft-boned, simply lost the face of the Zhang family," Zhang Zhang Duoming spat fiercely, his eyes full of contempt.

"Sigh."

Zhang Wuming let out a sigh, a trace of sadness and gloom flashing in his eyes; he seemed to see the short future.

"Great style, really have backbone."

Zhang Fan stood with his hands behind his back, nodded, and a look of appreciation appeared on his face.

"Run!"

In an instant, Zhang Zhang Liuming let out a cry, instinctively feeling danger.

Boom—

Almost at the same moment, a terrifying aura covered the sky and earth, like the sky covering, like the earth sinking, heaven and earth turning upside down, night and day without light.

This minute, this second, seemed to stop.

The three great experts' souls were about to be imprisoned in that short light, not seeing the light of heaven, only eternal night.

"Red lamp covers the candle to light the heaven lamp, sacrifice the dusk with my soul!"

In an instant, the three great experts made the best reaction; they formed seals at the same time, the frequency not differing by a fraction, showing the terrifying quality of the Long Hu Zhang family.

Boom—

Suddenly, three souls soared into the sky, entangled with each other, like a red lamp lighting up, the brilliance scorching, sacrificing the dusk residual sun, not letting that long eternal night descend.

"Long Hu Divine Lamp Method!" Li Li Miaoyin whispers solemnly.

A red candle shines, the soul lights the heaven lamp.

This is a method of soul joint attack, which can break all evil, can cross a hundred tribulations, and has the flavor of the Qi brothers' soul joint phase great method.

Boom—

Sure enough, the red lamp shines, the flowing light is warm, actually blocking the terrifying aura.

"This person cannot be defeated, scatter and run."

Zhang Zhang Liuming let out a roar, not having any intention of staying.

A true expert does not lie in the height of the realm or the depth of the cultivation, but in being able to judge the situation in a dangerous situation and make the most accurate judgment and the most correct choice.

Only in this way can one live long and have hope of seeing immortality.

Boom—

The red lamp is as bright as a candle, three souls soar into the sky, like fireworks blooming, turning into three streams of light, fleeing in different directions.

Zhang Zhang Liuming knows very well that in front of this man, wanting to retreat completely is almost impossible.

Only with this method can one perhaps survive.

"Decisive in advance and retreat, worthy of being a disciple of the Northern Zhang lineage."

Zhang Fan sighs solemnly, takes a step, his figure like a ghost, blocking Zhang Zhang Liuming's path.

Six layers of Yuan light cover the sky and earth, like a net of heaven, completely cutting off Zhang Zhang Liuming's path to life.

"Unfortunately, you were born in the Northern Zhang lineage."

Zhang Fan shakes his head, the six layers of Yuan light merge into one, crushing Zhang Zhang Liuming's soul to powder.

Boom—

He lifts a hand, and the shattered soul aggregates in his palm, the treasure light moving, actually turning into a crystal bead, like a pill, shining with brilliance.

"Huang Huang Jiumei, I said I would help you get to the top."

Zhang Fan flicks his finger, and the essence refined by the soul of the Great Being actually flies into Huang Huang Jiumei's spirit platform, merging into her soul.

Boom—

In an instant, Huang Huang Jiumei's delicate body trembles, strands of gray air escaping from her brow, and her aura begins to climb wildly.

"Monster!"

Zhang Zhang Duoming gritted his teeth, his movements not daring to slow down at all; in his eyes, Zhang Fan at this moment was simply like a demon king descending, urging the soul and taking life.

Just by pressure, he destroyed Zhang Zhang Liuming's soul; such a realm is too terrifying.

He can only run; as long as he escapes a glimmer of life, his Northern Zhang still has true disciples in this Ten Thousand Great Mountains.

That is the existence of sealing the god and fixing the name.

Whoosh...

Suddenly, a fire light breaks through the air, at first the size of a soybean, but once it touches the soul, it turns into a wild fire dragon, instantly swallowing it.

"Fire Dragon Pill Sword!"

Zhang Zhang Duoming let out a scream, his soul turning to ashes in the raging fire, the scattered essence gathering, being held by Zhang Fan and hit into Huang Huang Jiumei's spirit platform.

This little demon has extraordinary knowledge and extraordinary character, but unfortunately the realm is too low.

Zhang Fan has to help her.

"Two brothers, wait for me to avenge you."

At this time, Zhang Anonymous gritted his teeth, his soul already escaped a thousand meters away, only one step away from drilling into the heavy fog and miasma, truly escaping alive.

Whoosh...

Suddenly, a large hand came out of nowhere, actually grabbing Zhang Anonymous's soul that was about to escape.

Zhang Wuming, like a ghost, appeared on the only path to life.

"You..." Zhang Anonymous's soul struggled wildly, roaring angrily.

"Brother, go well!"

Zhang Wuming whispers indifferently, his five fingers intertwined, without seeing any strange phenomena, the struggling soul actually shattered like paper, collapsing and dissipating.

Such a strange scene made Li Li Miaoyin, who was watching from afar, show a strange expression.

"You are really ruthless, killing your own sect members." Zhang Fan walks over, looking at Zhang Wuming meaningfully.

"Isn't brother waiting for me to hand over the nomination?" Zhang Wuming laughs lightly.

He can see that Zhang Fan has been testing him.

"Speaking of testing, we are both the same." Zhang Fan says indifferently.

"Why do you say that?"

"Aren't you also testing me? Testing my strength, testing my attitude toward the Northern Zhang, and my bottom line for you."

Zhang Fan whispers solemnly, and before Zhang Wuming can speak, he raises his hand to interrupt him.

"Don't deny it, you are not only able to bend and stretch, but also hide very deeply..."

"A person like you faces life and death calmly, but you will definitely not entrust your life to others."

Speaking of this, Zhang Fan leans into Zhang Wuming's ear and whispers: "I guess you have hidden many means..."

"At least you have the confidence to escape from my hands."

Once these words were spoken, Zhang Wuming's pupils shrank suddenly, but in an instant, his expression returned to normal, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

"Nothing can hide from your eyes; you wouldn't really be a descendant of the Wu Wei Sect, would you?"

"You are really a character." Zhang Fan whispers solemnly.

"Just kidding, I'm not a character, at least not yet." Zhang Wuming shakes his head and laughs.

"A person like you could mix very well even in the Northern Zhang."

"Joking again, the Northern Zhang lineage is full of talents, all of them are top-notch characters, where is there a place for me?" Zhang Wuming whispers.

Not having sealed the god and fixed the name, how can there be a place, how can there be a future?

Strictly speaking, he is not even a true Northern Zhang disciple; no matter how well he mixes, he is at most a pawn that is reused like Zhang Zhang Liuming.

"You go." Zhang Fan looks at Zhang Wuming deeply and says indifferently.

"Go?"

Zhang Wuming is stunned, but did not expect Zhang Fan to suddenly let him go.

"Before I would have left, but now I really want to make friends with brother," Zhang Wuming says openly.

"I can't trust you, you have too many heart eyes." Zhang Fan laughs lightly.

"For enemies, eight hundred heart eyes are not enough; for friends, I only have one sincere heart."

As he speaks, Zhang Wuming raises his hands.

"I have handed over the nomination, and the handle has been handed to you; is that enough sincerity?"

"Aren't you afraid I'm from the Wu Wei Sect?" Zhang Fan asks casually.

The Long Hu Zhang family and the Wu Wei Sect are mortal enemies for generations, nine times of mountain-clearing and temple-destroying, never dying.

"If one day you are caught, just don't betray me," Zhang Wuming thinks for a while and says seriously.

"Haha, you are really a wonderful person." Zhang Fan laughs.

Clang... Clang... Clang...

Just then, an ancient and melodious bell rings, coming from Huangpi Cave, and the firelight in the mouths of the two stone beasts at the cave entrance sways.

"Ancestor!"

Huang Huang Jiumei's face changes color, and she subconsciously looks at the deep ancient cave, bowing down.

Zhang Fan's eyes narrow slightly; he knows that he has caused such a big movement, and finally alarmed the old guys in Huangpi Cave.

Those old guys, usually avoiding the world and not caring about worldly affairs, but when it really involves the life and death future of Huangpi Cave, how could they be indifferent?

"The young are to be feared, truly the young are to be feared..."

Just then, a hoarse and old voice comes from the pitch-black cave.

Just this sigh, Zhang Fan's expression changes slightly, only feeling his soul floating a bit.

He is at what realm, Great Being sixth layer, Yuan light protecting the body, and practiced the God Demon Holy Embryo, his will is immovable.

Just by sound, it caused such an influence on him; the cultivation of the demon in the cave is unimaginable.

"Young man, can you give the old woman a face?"

Suddenly, another voice sounds, like an old grandmother, slow and low.

Zhang Fan's heart moves, his soul leaves his body, opens his mouth and spits, and hundreds of souls actually fly out one after another, returning to his body.

In the wild grass, one yellow-skinned rat after another stands up, as if having a big dream.

On the central square, Huang Huang Erlang, Huang Huang Sanlang, Huang Huang Silang, etc., wake up, looking at Zhang Fan in horror, no longer having the momentum just now.

"Huang Huang Sanlang, you can bring a word to Li Li Changgeng." Zhang Fan opens his mouth.

Since the ancestor of Huangpi Cave has already come forward, he naturally should not kill again.

"What?" Huang Huang Sanlang is suspicious.

"This time, let's see if he can be reborn after losing his head."

Once these words were spoken, Huang Huang Sanlang's face changed greatly; he couldn't guess that the man in front of him was Li Li Changgeng's unparalleled enemy, and Huang Huang Liulang and the Xu family disciples died in the hands of this person.

Thinking of this, Huang Huang Sanlang could not help but feel a lingering fear.

"Good, I will definitely bring your words."

Huang Huang Sanlang grinds his teeth and turns to leave, leaving Huangpi Cave.

"Young man..."

Just then, the hoarse and old voice comes from the pitch-black cave again.

Zhang Fan's heart is startled, and he turns around to pay his respects formally.

"Junior Zhang Fan, pays respects to the senior."

"Zhang!? He also has the surname Zhang?"

Zhang Wuming's expression is strange.

"Zhang Fan..."

"The Southern Zhang lineage, the incense is not extinct."

A deep sigh comes from the ancient cave.

Once the words fall, Zhang Wuming finally changes color; he raises an eyebrow, looking at Zhang Fan in disbelief.

"You are a descendant of the Southern Zhang!!?"

(End of chapter)