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Chapter 236: The Secret of the Word

Inside the ancestral land of the Tianpeng tribe.

The strong men from the Tianpeng tribe who came over looked at the grave that had been dug into pieces by Zhuang Fan and was in a mess.

Everyone was furious.

They all raised their palms.

He displayed countless magical powers.

A sea of ​​laws evolved.

It exudes a terrifying murderous aura and aura of terror.

Suppress it where you are.

"Ding!"

"Digging up graves will lead to revenge. Young man, looking at these angry Tianpeng clan strongmen, what are you waiting for? Quickly take out your thirsty sword and start the crazy killing!"

"Destroy them and you can get random rewards."

System prompts rang in my ears.

Zhuang Fan looked coldly at the powerful Tianpeng tribe members who took action.

A long river of laws immediately condensed behind him.

Feishen merged with the figure on the river.

Shake the Hongmeng spear.

A bright spear light shot out.

Later.

A foot-stepping getaway.

The figure is like electricity.

He instantly rushed in front of those powerful Tianpeng clan men.

The Hongmeng spear in his hand pierced with bright spear light.

Evolved into lifelike black dragons with terrifying auras.

Open your bloody mouth.

Bite towards those strong men of the Tianpeng tribe.

"Tianpeng fighting dragon picture!"

Looking at the black dragon charging towards me.

Feel the power emanating from his body.

The expressions of all the strong men from the Tianpeng clan changed.

He quickly displayed his unique skills to suppress the clan.

A sky-blocking Tianpeng and a huge golden dragon emerged.

Forming a unique killing picture.

Suppress the black dragons that are charging towards them.

"boom!"

A deafening roar came.

Shocking the world.

Under the impact of the energy aftermath, the entire sky formed a black hole with powerful devouring power.

It sucked in all the surrounding rocks, vegetation, and graves.

"puff!"

Countless Tianpeng fighting dragon pictures were torn into pieces by the black dragon.

Many strong men from the Tianpeng tribe could not withstand the power burst out by the black dragon.

Grinded into ashes by the powerful law of killing.

"Hmph! How dare you, those low-profile bitches, to attack me? I'll kill you all today to give the Tianpeng clan a long memory!"

Looking at the few remaining saint kings of the Tianpeng tribe.

A cold look flashed in Zhuang Fan's eyes.

Raise your palms.

A big hand that covers the sky and the sun is condensed.

Capture the remaining members of the Tianpeng tribe.

"Everyone, run away. The strength of this little beast is too weird. We are no match for him. Hurry back to the clan and ask the clan leader to come over!"

Look at the big hand that smashed down.

The expressions of the remaining strong men from the Tianpeng tribe all changed.

A flash of uncontrollable fear flashed in many people's eyes.

He quickly tried his best.

He rushed towards the distance in panic.

"I just want to run away now, it's too late!"

A sneer full of disdain appeared on Zhuang Fan's face.

The thirty-sixth layer of heaven inside the body vibrated crazily.

A huge amount of spiritual power flows out.

Melted into his right hand.

Let the giant palm in the sky grow bigger.

In an instant, the fleeing Tianpeng clan strongmen were shrouded in the palm of his hand.

Then it crashed down suddenly.

He held them all in the palm of his hand.

"puff!"

Zhuang Fan rolled his hands.

An unstoppable squeezing force erupted.

He directly crushed the saint kings of the Tianpeng tribe into pulp.

A piece of scarlet blood flowed from between the fingers.

Soaked into the ground beneath your feet.

Gathered into a river of blood.

Spreading in all directions.

"Hmph! With this little strength, you still have the nerve to say that you are proficient in the art of fighting. It's really disappointing."

Seeing such a vulnerable Tianpeng clan strongman.

Zhuang Fan shook his head with disappointment.

Then a huge hand condensed out again.

He took a picture towards the ancestral land of the Tianpeng tribe.

They smashed all the graves that had not yet been dug up to pieces.

then.

He tears apart space.

Open up a space channel.

Stepped in and walked in.

And not long after he left.

Another group of strong men from the Tianpeng tribe were attracted by the sound of him smashing the grave.

Looking at the ancestral graves that have been razed to the ground.

All the strong men of the Tianpeng tribe were dumbfounded.

Immediately, a look of intense shock and anger appeared on everyone's face.

At the same time, the two eyes were filled with overwhelming murderous aura.

"Damn it, people nowadays are really careless. They don't take action against living people, but they dig into people's ancestral graves?"

"Don't let me catch him, or he will be crushed to ashes."

"Block the news immediately and never let the things here spread, otherwise the face of our Tianpeng clan will be ruined."?

"There are still spatial fluctuations here. The guy digging the grave must not have gone far. Hurry and search nearby."

"..."

After talking about it.

The strong men of the Peng tribe immediately flew out in all directions.

I want to find Zhuang Fan's figure based on the remaining spatial fluctuations.

But in the end nothing was found.

at this time.

Zhuang Fan has already moved far away from the ancestral land of the Tianpeng clan.

Appeared in a small town.

"Ding!"?

"Congratulations to the host for annihilating the powerful Tianpeng clan and receiving a random reward: Holy Dao Pill*40. The secret of the word!"

introduce:

Shengdao Dan: With massive experience, you can quickly improve your cultivation level.

Zhe Zi Mi: This is one of the secret techniques created by the ancient Xuanmen Tianzun. It has a very powerful recovery effect. Even if there is only one drop of blood left, you can recover instantly.

The sound of the system rang in my ears.

Zhuang Fan's eyes lit up slightly.

Now is the time when he needs strength.

Unexpectedly, the system directly gave 40 Holy Dao Pills this time.

Now his cultivation level will definitely break through to the Saint King realm.

There are also the remaining ones.

Although he possesses the true phoenix magic that can be resurrected infinitely.

But that can only be triggered after death.

As for the healing effect.

It is definitely not as good as Zhezimi, a secret method created specifically for healing wounds.

"System, use all the Holy Dao Pills."

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for successfully using forty holy pills!"

Feedback from the system comes.

A very fierce breakthrough aura immediately emerged from Zhuang Fan's body, directly pushing his cultivation to the third level of the Saint King Realm.

at the same time.

The inheritance related to Zhezimi was also integrated into his body.

I instantly learned the secret method of this ancient Taoism.

As the word secret moves on its own.

His blood was like boiling lava.

There was a rumbling roar.

The sky and the earth in all directions were illuminated red.

The whole person seemed to have turned into a furnace of heaven and earth.

It exuded a very hot breath.

The hidden wounds on his body from previous battles also healed in an instant.

Even the broken hair grew back.

Moreover, there is still a vigorous vitality flowing in his body.

Nourishes the flesh, blood, meridians, and internal organs...making them more energetic.

"It is indeed an ancient Xuanmen secret method. It can have such a powerful recovery power just by running on its own. When you fight with others in the future, you don't have to worry about being injured at all."

Feel the huge changes in your body.

Zhuang Fan thought secretly in his heart.


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