Chapter 468

The Zhang family of Mount Long Hu, the sect of the Daoist gates, the family of immortals.

Eighty years ago, after the great calamity of the Daoist gates, this lineage became an echo, and even though it was passed down separately in the north and south, it never regained its former glory.

Heaven and earth are vast, the river waves rise and fall, eighty years have passed leisurely, and it is hard to see a descendant of the Long Hu Zhang family in the human world again.

If the Pure Yang family is a legend.

Then, the Long Hu Zhang family is a myth.

In the long passage of time, that lineage once held the reins of the Daoist gates, unparalleled in the world.

"People of the Zhang family... he is a person of the Zhang family!?"

In the main courtyard, everyone was moved, and gazes of disbelief fell upon Zhang Fan, filled with deep suspicion.

Especially the third-generation disciples of the Xu family: Xu Yinhe, Xu Yindeng, Xu Ziwu...

For these younger generations, the Long Hu Zhang family is a true legend, with only scattered rumors, never having seen its true face.

"Zhang Fan..."

Xu Zhixia looked at Zhang Fan in astonishment, her beautiful eyes trembling, almost unable to control herself.

She had never thought to connect the "Zhang" of Zhang Fan with the "Zhang" of the Mount Long Hu Zhang family.

"He is a disciple of Mount Long Hu!?"

Xu Yinhe and Xu Yindeng looked at each other, their expressions becoming solemn.

No wonder he had such cultivation and such a realm at this age.

In the vast heaven and earth, it seems only that lineage can produce such a true dragon.

At this moment, they were actually more relieved, more understanding, and more convinced than anyone else.

"Zhang..."

In the distance, Xu Changshou's lips moved, feeling incredibly thirsty.

At this moment, he seemed to have a new understanding of Zhang Fan; their true master of the Fan Sect actually had such a background, passed down from the Dao Ancestor's Dharma lineage, an unquestionable Xuan Sect orthodoxy.

No wonder he was able to repel the heroes alone in Copper Mount Luoshan, kill Yu Xuanji, and even the former Copper Mount Luoshan demon chief saw the light of day again and escaped the great calamity because of him.

For a time, the main courtyard was boiling, and countless thoughts rose in everyone's hearts: curiosity, disbelief, shock... and so on.

However, under the gaze of those eyes, Zhang Fan was extremely calm, his deep, dark eyes not showing a ripple.

"Even if heaven and earth turn upside down before me, I remain unmoved in a single thought..."

"Truly a good root!"

Her body couldn't stop trembling, and every inch of flesh and blood was under great pressure, as if it would be torn apart at any time.

Yuanshen trembled, unable to control herself, and in the panic, she only saw a group of brilliance that did not extinguish.

That group of brilliance was like the center sea eye of the endless "ocean", killing and ruling together, terrifying and unparalleled.

"Zhaishou Realm!?" A voice seemed to be roaring in Lin Jianyue's heart.

In the Hu Gate, being able to inherit the title of 【Hu San Tainai】, how could she be an ordinary character.

Throughout the ages, for demons and ghosts, being able to cultivate to the Zhaishou Realm is already a one-in-ten-thousand creation, a miracle of monster cultivation.

Especially now that the end of the law has arrived, life cultivation is achieved, naturally there are no taboos.

"Sanniang!"

Xu Jiuzhi's face trembled with shock, wanting to dissuade, but she was unable to speak.

At this very moment, she was like a flat boat in the ocean, only able to drift with the waves, unable to control herself.

In front of a Zhaishou powerhouse, even if it is a disciple of the Pure Yang Xu family, if the realm is not reached, it can only be precarious, with only horror left.

"Little ghost, what did you just say? You might as well say it again."

Hu Sanniang's words echoed in everyone's ears, with a trace of mockery in the indifference.

"I said, who exactly can't get off this ship today."

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's voice rang out.

Hu Sanniang's eyes trembled violently.

Boom...

Immediately afterwards, everyone's facial skin trembled violently, and they felt that the sharp aura like an ocean suddenly vibrated, and Hu Sanniang's Yuanshen appeared in the center of the sea eye.

It was a fox, silver-white all over, as if bathing in the moonlight of the Taiyin.

It crouched in the center of the "ocean", emitting a noble and supreme aura.

Suddenly, the entire angry sea turned over, giant waves surged, and the sky collapsed.

The vast world, wrapped in the angry sea, turned into black and white in an instant.

That black and white seemed to be the background color of this world.

"This... this is..."

Boom...

Suddenly, the black and white colors rotated crazily, grinding against each other, actually wearing away the sharp aura like an ocean, and immediately afterwards, the black and white colors were like a big hand, actually reaching into the central "sea eye" and grabbing the Yuanshen of the silver-white fox.

"You are..."

Hu Sanniang roared in loss of voice, simply unable to believe it.

Her Yuanshen was like an endless ocean, swallowing all Yuanshen, but who would have thought that in an instant, she seemed to have fallen into a wider world, and looking at it again, her Yuanshen had already fallen into the hands of others.

"Zhaishou Realm, life cultivation achieved? This man is a Zhaishou powerhouse!?"

At this moment, a monstrous wave had already been set off in Xu Jiuzhi's heart, and her beautiful eyes were filled with deep shock.

She couldn't believe that the man who followed Lin Jianyue was a Zhaishou powerhouse.

At such an age, he had already refined the Golden Core and achieved great success in life cultivation!?

"He..."

At this time, there was also an indescribable shock in Lin Jianyue's eyes.

After parting in Chang'an, it had only been a few months, who would have thought that Zhang Fan had already stepped into a new world.

"You... who exactly are you?"

Hu Sanniang's Yuanshen struggled and roared in the black and white colors.

She was like falling into a boundless abyss, and the only response to her was eternal loneliness.

"You should know now what is called disaster coming from the mouth, and what is called heaven beyond heaven."

Zhang Fan's voice echoed in this desolate and endless abyss world.

Hu Sanniang's Yuanshen trembled, she seemed to see Zhang Fan's figure, standing between the black and white, tall and majestic, as if the only master of this world.

That kind of aura made her feel deep despair.

At this moment, she was a little trance-like.

Once upon a time, she had also seen such a man, such a temperament.

The heart is higher than the sky, and the technique can reach the gods.

"Zhang Tiansheng..."

Hu Sanniang whispered, only feeling that the figure in front of her was slowly overlapping with the brand in her memory.

Boom...

The black and white colors flowed, like the day, like the night, a point of spirit light, slowly seeping into her Yuanshen.

Endless light and shadow seemed to reverse the years, gathering bit by bit like ink.

That winter, heavy snow flew.

The river in Jinmen was covered with thick ice, the ships were imprisoned at the pier, goose feathers fell, and frost covered ten thousand miles.

In the vast snow, on the frozen river, inside the small building that rose out of thin air, there seemed to be the sound of a great banquet.