Chapter 139: Riding the Wind and Overcoming the Immortals

"The realm has exceeded too much, is it the backlash of the formless killing intent?"

Li Fan pondered for a moment and looked at the picture again.

In the dark sky and earth, two storms collided with each other.

A green light illuminated the sky and earth, and Li Fan vaguely saw a small black sword constantly shuttling in the storm.

The murderous spirit was shocking, and the speed was extremely fast, bringing up blue and green flames.

Between the vast sky and water, the roaring and violent energy destroyed everything, even the spiritual energy that filled the air was blown away.

Only pure wind remained.

The two storms slowly merged and returned to one place.

But it was the smaller one, the snake swallowing the giant, that took the lead.

I don't know how long it took, and the fusion was finally completed.

When this new wind disaster took shape, the world seemed to suddenly quiet down.

The black sword spirit phantom was magnified countless times and stood between heaven and earth.

The green wind blew into the sword body from the tip of the sword above.

The blue water flowed into the sword body from the hilt below.

The three colors of blue, green and black mixed together, and the sword body slowly solidified.

When the phantom of the sword intent was completely revealed, only Zhang Haobo's angry shout was heard, resounding through the sky.

"Kill!"

Then the screen went black, and the information ended here.

Li Fan watched this screen several times again, and finally Zhang Zhiliang saw that he was stunned for a long time and asked him if he needed a rest.

He gave up.

"The law of heaven and earth is to refine the golden elixir."

Although he was slightly injured, he didn't know how Zhang Haobo achieved the golden elixir.

But suddenly, seeing the scene of the golden elixir becoming a way for the first time, Li Fan couldn't stop being excited and happy in his heart.

The road of cultivation, the front is shrouded in fog.

Now with the help of the power of Tianjiao, another unknown part of it is illuminated.

After a long while, the joy slowly dissipated.

Li Fan calmed down again and began to study the formation again.

On the side, Zhang Zhiliang, who saw Li Fan studying hard, getting hurt, being happy, and continuing to study hard, couldn't help but show a gratified expression on his face.

"Although this boy's talent for formations is really a little lacking, his diligence and character are very much to my liking. I just don't know how long he can persist."

"Don't give up halfway like those people before."

...

When Li Fan was studying the formations attentively on Wanxian Island, he didn't know that a giant tornado was moving quickly towards Wanxian Island.

This abnormal scene, of course, attracted the attention of the monks on Wanxian Island.

Confident that with the protection of the Wanxian formation, even if the tornado was twice as strong, it would not have any substantial impact on Wanxian Island.

But this tornado storm, which had never appeared in Congyun Sea, was too powerful.

And the target was extremely clear, coming straight towards Wanxian Island.

This had to make the monks on Wanxian Island have more unwarranted associations.

There is an unwritten rule among the monks of Wanxian Island regarding the wind disasters that ravage the Congyun Sea.

Only take precautions, and generally do not actively disperse them.

It is said that this is the order of the immortal master of Wanxian Island.

Although the monks do not know why, they can only obey.

After all, although these wind disasters are huge, it seems that the killing is extremely limited.

That is, it has a little impact on the mortals living on the island.

Even for the cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, no one has ever been heard of dying in the wind disaster.

So the monks don’t care much about the wind disaster.

But at this time, the situation is different.

This wind disaster is coming towards Wanxian Island, what can we do?

You know, since Wanxian Island was built, there has never been a wind disaster attacking Wanxian Island.

For a while, the monks on the island talked about it.

And the official Wanxian League did not know why, strangely kept silent, and did not make a decision.

In this way, the monks of Wanxian Island watched the huge blue tornado that seemed to penetrate the sky and earth getting closer and closer.

It didn't feel much from a distance, until the tornado gradually approached, and the monks became a little shocked.

Countless sea water was sucked into the sky by the tornado.

Wherever the tornado passed, the sea water was empty.

Even the mud and rocks on the seabed were carried up to the sky.

Under this huge wind, the ground of Wanxian Island was actually shaking slightly.

A ray of light bloomed on the stone statue of the old man with a high hat.

The Wanxian formation had automatically opened the protection.

"Where are you, fellow Taoist, visiting my Wanxian Island?"

"Please show yourself!"

The blue tornado was getting closer and closer, and the immortal king of the Wanxian Island finally showed up.

The continuous mountains, like mountains upon mountains, blocked the tornado.

Although the green wind was strong, it seemed a little powerless in the face of these high and steep mountains.

But the tornado did not mean to turn around.

It did not answer, but directly hit head-on!

The tornado peaks collided with each other.

A huge sound suddenly resounded through the world.

The ears of the monks who were watching suddenly rang with endless roars, and all of them changed color.

They looked at the place where the wind and the mountain were fighting in shock.

The wind was like a knife, and the rocks flew everywhere, and many mountain peaks were cut off in an instant.

A cold snort sounded, and the mountain peaks immediately returned to their original state.

The sky around the green tornado suddenly darkened.

But one after another, the mountains appeared one after another.

Surrounded the green tornado in the center.

At this moment, a bold laugh came from the tornado: "Cong Yunhai, Zhang Haobo, meet the Immortal Lord Huashen!"

The voice came from far away, and in a moment it spread throughout the Wanxian Island.

Some of the cultivators who were watching this scene were bewildered.

Some were dumbfounded, with disbelief on their faces.

Word of mouth spread, and soon, all the cultivators on the island knew who Zhang Haobo was.

A few years ago, he used a puppet to test his sword in the Qi Refining Stage.

Not long ago, in the Foundation Establishment Stage, he chopped the green wind with his sword.

How could he now control such a terrifying storm and force Wanxian Island?

Looking at the momentum, although it is not as good as the God Transformation Stage, it is definitely above the Nascent Soul Stage!

How did he do it?

There was an uproar on Wanxian Island.

The voices of discussion were boiling.

But after the initial shock passed, many skilled cultivators still saw the clues.

"Zhang Haobo, his own strength may not be that strong! He is taking advantage of the situation!"

"Yes, in my opinion, this person is at most a Jindan cultivator. It's just that his understanding of the law of wind is really amazing, so he can control such a powerful storm!"

"His move is just like a little effort to move a thousand pounds. With his own weak strength, he can stir up the power of heaven and earth. It is impossible for an ordinary Jindan cultivator to do it. How long has he been practicing? This person's talent is really terrifying!"

...

The sound of discussion on Wanxian Island is endless.

The invisible Huashen Xianju was also silent.

"What are you doing here this time?"

After a while, he spoke again.

In the green wind tornado, Zhang Haobo slowly revealed his figure.

He looked at the void in front of him and smiled slightly: "Excuse me for disturbing you, I want to see you, senior, I have something important to discuss!"

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