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The first thousand two hundred and seventy-fourth chapters are in Jiazi, and the world is auspicious!

"I am the Sixth Evolution Planet, Hei Wuchang, who are you?"

A low voice, like thunder, came from a distant place. As the voice fell, Hei Wuchang landed on the spot and appeared near Chen Fan and Zhang Jiao.

Hei Wuchang held the wail stick in his hand, his eyes swept over Chen Fan and Zhang Jiao, and finally landed on Chen Fan.

"This is your Northern Tribulation Star's last resort?"

"Don't disappoint me too much."

"Rat." Before Chen Fan could speak, Zhang Jiao sneered, "Do you know where this place is? If you dare to come here and act so recklessly, I will invite an immortal to come and see if he dares to kill this star?"

"Didn't your elders teach you anything?"

In the distance, Chen Fan was shocked when he heard this. From Zhang Jiao's words, he could tell that this Northern Tribulation Star was indeed extraordinary and definitely not an ordinary cultivation planet!

"I don't need to know this."

Hei Wuchang opened his arms and said, "Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish."

"Okay, okay." Zhang Jiao sneered, "Although I am old and have been imprisoned for endless years, all my seniors on the Northern Tribulation Star have been killed and injured. Today, it is up to me, my broken body, to come and see you.

I’ll meet you.”

A sense of ancient vicissitudes suddenly spread from Zhang Jiao's body, like the resurrection of an ancient dragon!

Hei Wuchang shouted loudly, and suddenly waved the mourning stick in his hand, and a black mist shot straight towards Zhang Jiao on the opposite side like a sharp arrow.

Zhang Jiao did not hesitate, and the nine-section staff he had been holding in his hand quickly responded, sweeping out a streak of earthy yellow fluorescence to stop Hei Wuchang's offensive.

After Zhang Jiao blocked Hei Wuchang's offensive, he burst out laughing, "Boy, just look at me if I kill the thieves from outside this area. If you can understand the way of heaven I have cultivated, you will understand what I insist on.

It’s the most correct!”

In a real fight, how dare Chen Fan continue to stand still.

Before Zhang Jiao could say anything else, Chen Fan had already withdrawn and walked far away.

At this time, Chang Sihai and others also rushed to the vicinity of Buzhou Mountain.

Chen Fan stepped forward and said, "Elder Chang, thank you for your hard work."

Chang Sihai chuckled and said, "Fellow Taoist Chen Fan, did I bring you any trouble?"

Chen Fan smiled and said, "The timing is just right. If it had been earlier, I'm afraid this horn might not even be able to be released!"

"So, it is the great sage Zhang Jiao who was suppressed at the foot of Mount Buzhou?"

Chang Sihai said and couldn't help but look in the direction of Zhang Jiao.

Chen Fan was curious and couldn't help but ask, "Elder Chang, have you heard of this Zhang Jiao?"

Chang Sihai nodded, "Of course, there were legends about Zhang Jiao in the sect. Thousands of years ago, Zhang Jiao was also a legendary figure. Although his actions were met with mixed success and reputation, his strength in the realm of a real person is the best as a writer.

It must not be fake!”

At this moment, Chen Fan also knew that the Zhang Jiao in front of him was definitely not the Zhang Jiao who was active in the late Han Dynasty, but a real-life great master.

It's just that there are very few clues about Zhang Jiao in this world.

When Chang Sihai actually mentioned that he knew a lot about Zhang Jiao, he couldn't help but want to find out more information.

Not to mention that Zhang Jiao and Hei Wuchang will fight to the end, and it is still unclear who will win and who will lose. The mere existence of Zhang Jiao, a real person, is enough to make Chen Fan fearful.

Smoke and clouds were already billowing in the distance, spiritual power was soaring, and under the influence of Taoism, the power of law surged, squeezing the space where the two were fighting and causing it to collapse.

In an instant, the entire sky was filled with countless turbulent flows of spiritual power.

Waves of pressure from the realms made those cultivators who were not strong enough to reach the Three Flowers Gathering realm once again choose to evacuate.

In the air, the power of law vibrated. Several masters of the Xuanying realm, led by the Second Pavilion Master, and even many disciples from the Seventh Pavilion of Kunlun who followed, were able to passively hide under this powerful pressure.

Far away.

Watching the waves of people retreating, Chen Fan also had a more accurate understanding of the power of real people.

The real person realm in the previous life did have many shortcomings and shortcomings. After seeing Zhang Jiao and Hei Wuchang fight this time, Chen Fan suddenly realized that the so-called real person realm controlled more than just strength.

Grasping it is more of a possibility of peeping into secrets.

Faced with the coercive influence of Zhang Jiao and Hei Wuchang's fight, Chang Sihai said again, "Fellow Taoist Chen Fan, according to the records, all the methods of this horn are even more terrifying than those of evil cultivators, especially his refining method.

When those inhuman methods were used, they used all kinds of methods. In addition to the blood of the soldiers who died and were injured on the battlefield, they even directly slaughtered an entire country of civilians in order to refine a Yellow Turban warrior."

Chen Fan couldn't help but gasped, "Is this horn really so cruel?"

Chang Sihai sneered, "Of course, otherwise why can he be invincible despite being able to face several powerful real people of the same realm at the same time? Isn't it just the yellow scarf warriors who are nourished and strengthened by their blood?"

"Back then, one million Yellow Turban warriors were unearthed. That was Zhang Jiao at his peak!"


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