Chapter 917: Even the Holy Meteor must help China avoid future troubles!
"My brother will live up to his expectations!"
Yang Fan said decisively.
"With a brother like this, what more could I ask for!"
Ji Zuodao couldn't help but sigh.
When those moved eyes fell on Yang Fan's face, he didn't even have the slightest intention of blushing.
It can be seen that the effect of his meat refining during this period is amazing.
By sunset, the sky was darkening again.
Unlike yesterday's starry night, tonight's sky is covered with clouds, starless and moonless, and it's almost impossible to see even one's fingers.
As the saying goes, it’s a dark and windy night, a murderous night!
"Little brother, I'm here for my brother!"
Ji Zuodao glanced at Yang Fan, then turned into a piece of human skin again and floated into Fahua Temple.
Yang Fan, on the other hand, waited silently.
"How brave!"
After a full hour, suddenly an angry shout came from the Fahua Temple!
The sound was like thunder, rolling in and vibrating in all directions.
Yang Fan even felt that the entire mountain was shaking, and even large pieces of gravel fell down from the surrounding mountains, making a cracking sound.
"My cheap brother has taken action!"
He immediately realized this and quickly climbed up to look inside Fahua Temple.
I saw the Buddha's light in Fahua Temple skyrocketing, just like a great sun rising from the ground. From a distance, I heard the angry shouts and chasing sounds of the monks in the temple.
Soon, a piece of mutilated human skin appeared in front of Yang Fan.
Covered in blood, it was Ji Zuodao.
He stuffed a roll of human skin onto Yang Fan's body and said in a quick voice: "Take your things and leave quickly! I'm here to hold them back!"
"Brother, take care!"
Yang Fan grabbed the roll of human skin and immediately felt a sense of connected energy.
That's right, this is Zhu Huan's current body!
He immediately activated his magical power without any hesitation.
"Fuyao!"
A faint golden light rose, and under Yang Fan's full force, a giant kun seemed to appear under him. The giant kun raised its head and gently flapped its two pelvic fins!
call!
In an instant, a golden light pierced the sky and disappeared without a trace!
boom!
The moment Yang Fan's figure disappeared, a huge tin staff shot from a distance and landed heavily on the place where he just stood!
In an instant, the landslide and the ground cracked, and a deep pit dozens of feet wide exploded in the ground!
The strong shock wave spread, even Ji Zuodao was thrown away by this huge wave of air, and he finally stabilized his body!
"Damn you bastard! How dare you steal my... my precious cassock!"
Zhiming shouted angrily.
The roar shook the mountains, and some peaks were broken by the roar!
The golden light on his body slowly gave birth to demonic light, half golden light was like the sea, and half demonic light was like prison. He actually transformed into the half-Buddha and half-demon appearance again!
"That's obviously my thing! I'm just returning it to its original owner!"
"Fart, is that yours? That's obviously... it's mine!"
Zhiming's voice paused, but he did not say the name of the late Emperor Zhu Huan of the Ming Dynasty.
"hehe."
Ji Zuodao sneered, naturally knowing the other party's concerns.
It was as if something invisible was holding up his feet, and his whole body slowly floated into the air, reaching a height where he was eye level with Zhiming.
And the secret symbols of the emperor slowly appeared on his body, eight in total, intertwined together, making his aura gradually reach the peak of being under heaven and man!
Just when Zhiming thought he was just like this, suddenly another mark of deep darkness appeared on his body!
The black twists intertwined together and instantly connected the eight emperor's secret signs, temporarily replacing the ninth emperor's secret sign!
Buzz!
Nine secrets in one!
In just an instant, Ji Zuodao's aura surged upwards, reaching the realm of heaven and man!
The human skin on Ji Zuodao's body rolled, as if he was standing in the waves of the world: "The revenge that ruined my opportunity and my practice that day must be repaid generously today!"
Zhiming felt Ji Zuodao's aura, and his expression became solemn: "Buddha, I underestimated you, the remnant of the Great Zhou Dynasty!" www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
"An old dog who failed to reach Nirvana dares to call Buddha his ancestor!"
Ji Zuodao said indifferently.
"Okay, okay, boy, you have angered Buddha!"
Zhiming was hit in a painful spot and burst out laughing. Then his face turned vicious, "You took away the Buddha's cassock. Today, the Buddha will beat you to death and make you into a new cassock for the Buddha!"
boom!
After the words fell, Zhi Ming suddenly took action.
And Ji Zuodao was not to be outdone, and the two collided instantly.
The war breaks out, sand and rocks fly, and practice goes in vain.
The monks of Fahua Temple didn't even dare to get close. Even the aftermath of this level-one confrontation between gods and humans was enough to tear their bodies apart and crush their souls!
I don't know how long it took, but the two figures finally separated, and one of them fled towards the distance without hesitation.
That is clearly Ji Zuodao!
At this time, he was obviously in a state of embarrassment. There was a huge tear in his skin, like a rag bag, and it seemed that he was almost torn in half.
And here, Zhiming also fell back into the temple.
"Master, are you okay?"
A group of old monks hurried forward and asked with concern.
Zhiming gave them a cold look: "A bunch of trash!"
After that, he flicked his sleeves and returned to the meditation room.
As soon as he entered, he spit out a mouthful of old blood on the ground. He said with hatred: "What a kid from the Ji family, he still hasn't died after so many years!"
A group of old monks exchanged glances outside and then returned to their respective places dejectedly.
Everyone secretly muttered, they are useless, but how much better can you be?
A great war ended.
News about the resurgence of the remnants of the Great Zhou Dynasty spread at lightning speed, especially the appearance of a remnant of the Ji family who was suspected to be in the martial arts realm, which instantly attracted the attention of all parties.
At this time, Ji Zuodao sneaked back to Tianyuanfang, quickly left with Qingge, and disappeared without a trace.
a long distance away.
A golden light flashed, and Yang Fan's soul almost failed, and he stumbled to the ground.
He was cruel, fearing that he would not run far enough and be overtaken by Zhiming and Ji Zuodao.
Therefore, after he spared no expense and exerted all his strength, he finally arrived at a place he didn't recognize.
Looking at the endless yellow sand in front of him, he asked the local people and found out that he had actually arrived at Ganlong Road.
This place is at least a thousand miles away from the divine capital.
"This is too far!"
"But no matter what, at least I have this body now!"
Yang Fan sighed in his heart.
Not easy!
Although the process was quite tortuous, the result was good.
"Brother, I will keep this appearance for you for the time being."
With this thought in mind, he decisively opened a deep hole in the ground and got into it.
His skin-refining path of making himself the emperor and transforming himself into emperors is finally about to officially open its first phase!
"First Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Huan! I'm here!"
Yang Fan crossed his legs, sat opposite Zhu Huan, and began to refine the skin!
The human skin swelled and changed, and the face and body shape began to slowly change.
Yang Fan already had Zhu Huan's past and future bodies. At this moment, he was like looking in a mirror and painting, and a true and complete emperor's true form finally reappeared in him.
The moment it took shape, Zhu Huan in front of him was exploded into pieces!