At this time, what was waiting was probably Wang Meng's ecstatic agreement, and the others were still experiencing the feeling of the Immortal Road, and they didn't pay attention to it.
Wang Meng smiled slightly, "Thank you seniors for your attention, I'm doing well in the Holy Hall." ” Lu Chenfeng was surprised, not surprised by Wang Meng's refusal, but his calmness, which didn't seem to be interested in Qingyun Sect at all.
"Hehe, meeting is fate, the door of Qingyun Sect will always be open for you, you don't have to answer in a hurry, you can think about it."
Lu Chenfeng was not disappointed by Wang Meng's refusal, if he opened his mouth, the other party was really ecstatic to agree, then no matter how good this person's talent is, this person will be average.
"Hehe, Wang Meng, Sect Master Lu has moved his heart to love talents, for so many years, it's the first time I've seen him speak, I can go and talk about Xue Zhongnan."
Fan Ru said.
Wang Meng smiled bitterly, "I really don't need it." ” Is this called hospitality, he thinks that the holy hall is very good, very free, and it is more suitable for his style, and it is not necessary to go to other places, Qingyun Sect, that is the territory of Bu Qingyun.
After a while, Bu Qingyun and the others all woke up from their luck, and it seemed that they had gained a lot from everyone's expressions, and at this time, the door of Xianfan opened, and Fan Hong almost staggered out, and immediately sat cross-legged after landing on the ground.
It has reached the verge of small consummation.
Fan Ru slapped in the void, and Fan Hong's expression improved.
"Collect your mind and go all out" Fan Ru roared, and at the same time, the Yuan Force of the same origin continued to lose to Fan Hong.
Fan Hong sat cross-legged, and his whole body formed a huge field of Yuan Force.
Han Yun was originally complacent, and he was surprised to see that Fan Hong's waste actually wanted to enter the small consummation, but after thinking about it again, even if he entered the small consummation, the waste is always a waste.
On the road to immortality, Fan Hong finally understood why he had been so weak, and his talent and ability had been in chaos.
For a period of time, he continued to lose his memory, and now he feels scared when he thinks about it, and in this ignorance, he actually came to this point.
The path of immortality is undoubtedly a great place to awaken the soul.
It was even better than the place where Fan Ru was awakened back then, and in an instant, Fan Hong was on the verge of a small consummation.
It is not a problem to enter the small consummation, the problem is what can be comprehended, if Fan Hong just wants to mix well, the general scenery, as the sect master of the Fahua Sect, Fan Ru can do it, but what he hopes is that Fan Ru surpasses him And this can only be done by an icon.
There are not enough lifearms.
Yun Potian and Mu Jiuling both saw it, but they didn't expect that Fan Ru, who was usually the most easy-going, was so ambitious, and he was really well-intentioned, it was not easy for a monk to have children, and he was so ruthless to his own son.
Han Yun was even more surprised, and after listening to Bu Qingyun's explanation, he was shocked that this product turned out to be a person who practiced wedding clothes.
He even wanted to storm the icon Such a person can have an icon, what is the point of his life?
Song Yifan was really curious when he heard it, and asked Wang Meng about Fan Hong's past.
Wang Meng felt very good about Song Yifan, and told Song Yifan some things about Fan Xiaoniao's previous troubles, Song Yifan and Fan Hong were quite compatible, and if they could make up a paragraph, it would be fine, so Wang Meng specially picked up interesting things to say, so that Song Yifan showed a knowing smile from time to time.
At this time, Fan Hong reached the most critical moment.
He really can only be described as sad in his life, as the son of the sect master, he has behaved average since he was a child, and he grew up in being ridiculed, and finally met a girl he liked.
As a beautiful thing in life, it turned out to be just a money bag, which was easily abandoned, and the confusion caused by the exercises, lived in a hazy life, and I never knew why I was alive.
Until he met Wang Meng.
From that moment on, Fan Hong found himself, he was dispensable. , what kind of wedding dress, what kind of son of the sect master, it's nothing at all, in fact, he doesn't want much.
This time, he must fight for this breath The sky above the temple has already begun to condense the Heavenly Tribulation, but the scale is not very large, and it mainly depends on whether Fan Hong can awaken something.
Fan Hong is standing up, fighting, he is boiling something, but this torturous process is very painful.
There must be something that should be there, just like the Ming people, everything is so easy, effortlessly, even the heavenly tribulation can be destroyed.
But for the vast majority of monks, it was all a dream.
But Fan Hong refused to give up, if he gave up, all his efforts would be in vain, everything he had encountered before, those who despised those who abandoned them, those helplessness, and most importantly, he wanted to become stronger and make himself more useful Watching Wang Meng stride forward, he didn't want to be left behind, he didn't want to be a burden This is his bottom line In fact, it is already possible to rush through the level, and the best time has come, but Fan Hong is reluctant to rush through the level because there is neither a soul nor a holy shadow.
All the experts present saw it, and Fan Ru also sighed in his heart, although he continued to support Fan Hong from afar, I am afraid that it will fall short.
In the past, as long as you can enter the Great Perfection, you can be infinitely beautiful, but the world has changed, and under the current competitiveness, the Great Perfection is not enough, and having an icon, at least the Great Perfection of a life weapon is enough to compete for hegemony in the future.
Some people are destined to be kings, while others have to pay too much.
And even then, it doesn't necessarily work out.
Fan Hong failed.
But Fan Hong still refuses to give up, Fan Ru also continues to support his son, everything before was arranged by Fan Ru, but this moment is Fan Hong's own, no matter how he goes, Fan Ru will support him to the end.
Lu Chenfeng shook his head slightly, you can't be too drilled into the horns of the bull along the way of cultivation, if you go on like this, you will miss the opportunity, let alone comprehend the way of heaven, and the small consummation may not be successful.
The catastrophe seems to be gone.
With the accumulation of Fan Hong's wedding dress, even if he does not form a life weapon, he will be quite well improved, wash his physique, and get twice the result with half the effort in his future practice, reaching a very high height, but too much attachment will always outweigh the losses.
Wang Meng himself has experienced Xiao Cheng and knows that Fan Hong should seize the opportunity.
The corners of Han Yun's mouth flashed with a relaxed and smug smile.
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But Fan Hong's expression is still very solemn, a person's voice, it is rare to bet once, he has been confused for more than 20 years, and he is not afraid of being confused once.
At least this time he chose it himself Wang Meng knew that it would not work at all if he went on like this, and his mind slowly spread, he wanted to use his divine sense to attract the Heavenly Tribulation, if the Heavenly Tribulation disappeared.
Then Fan Hong is completely finished.
It's dangerous, but Wang Meng has to do it To his friends, he never had to think about the consequences.
As soon as the divine consciousness came out, the Heavenly Tribulation immediately seemed to be beaten with chicken blood.
Suddenly a roar appeared, and in an instant, Fan Hong was also greatly stimulated, and the Yuan Force burst all over his body.
Wang Meng hurriedly hid his divine sense, in case he was tracked by the Heavenly Tribulation, he would inevitably be destroyed by the sea again.
But the appearance of divine consciousness changed the trajectory of fate.
In the face of the moment of small consummation, no matter who has a chance, but the probability of some is high.
Some have low odds, but more or less, Fan Hong's ability is not bad, there are several paths in front of him, but he chose the wrong one.
Seeing that he was about to despair, he felt a familiar heart, and Fan Hong knew that it was Wang Meng.
This moment.
I don't know where the courage came from, and the strength gushes out from the bottom of my heart.
Another way, he really found another way airplanes A blurry image suddenly appeared behind Fan Hong.
The faces of the three sect masters were solemn, Bu Qingyun's surprise, Song Yifan's surprise, and Han Yun's dementia were like a painting. , Wang Meng shook his fist fiercely, "Fan Xiaoniao, you can" Wang Meng didn't know if Fan Hong could hear it, but in fact, Fan Hong heard it.
The vague icon was about to dissipate, and with Fan Hong's roar, Yuan Li continued to pour out and pour into the holy shadow.
The power rippled and pushed Fan Ru away.
The last way, he walked on his own The vague icon gradually became clear, a pitch-black one burning with flames, a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, and a small worn felt hat on his head.
He carried a huge scythe in his hand, and the blade of the scythe seemed to mock the whole world.
Netherworld Emperor When the icon was formed, the heavenly tribulation also came, and one after another heavenly thunder thundered towards Fan Hong.
The Statue of the Netherworld Dark Emperor immediately greeted him, and the Heavenly Tribulation bombarded his body, and the smile of the Icon seemed to be more vivid, this was a naked mockery.
Fan Hong's eyes opened, his hands suddenly waved out, and with everything like the icon, a dark light rushed into the air.
Boom The Flood Desolation Temple shook for a while, and with Fan Hong's roar, all the power of the Netherworld Dark Emperor Icon burst out, and countless rays of light rushed towards the Heavenly Tribulation. rumble When the riot had subsided, the Tribulation had dissipated, and Fan Hong stood there, the huge Netherworld Emperor Icon behind him still wearing the expression that mocked the world.
Who is a fool in this world?
Han Yun was like eating a bowl of flies, he couldn't vomit out in a depressed and disgusting way, and Fan Hong, who had been satirized by him for a long time, actually cultivated the holy statue Han Yun rubbed his eyes desperately, what a fucking icon he was The Icon of the Netherworld, the icon of the Lord's assassination.
Can you believe it Can you believe it?
Fan Hong, that Fan Hong, the mud that can be slapped to death with a slap, is now actually cultivated into a holy icon The holy statue slowly disappeared, and the momentum on Fan Hong's body also disappeared, and finally he had this day.
Fan Ru was so excited that he couldn't speak, the Dark Emperor Statue, the future of Fahua Gate was brilliant But Fan Hong's first person to go was Wang Meng.
Wang Meng smiled, the two punched each other heavily, and Fan Hong hugged Wang Meng fiercely.
"Brothers" "Brothers" There is no need to say more superfluous words, Fan Hong has been reborn.
Fan Ru really didn't know what to say, he really had nothing to say to Wang Meng, there was such a freak in this cultivation world, it was too humane and too rebellious.
But, so what.
"Thank you, father."
Fan Hong has not forgotten Fan Ru, he has come to the bitter end, Fan Ru is indeed well-intentioned.
"You stinky boy, haha, it's good, you're right" Fan Ru didn't praise Fan Hong too much, there was no need, Fan Hong would be able to hear more in the future
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