The strongest collapse system

Chapter 852
The golden spider national master is a master of sneak attacking others, and he has an extraordinary sensitivity to crises.

When he heard the laughter, he became alert and reacted.

"Heaven escape seven ranks, shift shape!"

His spirit shrank suddenly, and his whole body turned into a cloud of wind the size of a thumb, flying towards the sky, a distance of a thousand steps, and the speed was unimaginably fast.

This kind of Taoism of spirit flying away is simply unheard of and unseen.

"Missing a hit, fleeing thousands of miles away, does have some meaning."

Wang Fan walked out of the jungle, glanced at the golden spider national master flying away in the sky, and chuckled.

Suddenly, powerful mana exploded violently from his body, and his whole body suddenly turned into a five-color rainbow light, five colors and five elements, changing continuously, and the cycle was endless. In just a blink of an eye, he had already flown to the golden sky. In front of Master Spider.

"Five Elements Suppression!"

Wang Fan slapped his palm, and his magic power was violent, turning into a five-color air mass.

The golden spider national master didn't have time to turn around, so he crashed into it.

The five-color air mass immediately enveloped the Yin wind transformed by the golden spider master, closed it all at once, shrunk towards the center, condensed, squeezed continuously, and finally turned into a colorful crystal ball the size of a fist.

In the center of the crystal ball, a figure in a golden robe was constantly struggling and kicking, but he couldn't get out of the sphere no matter what.

This figure in the golden robe is naturally the Master of the Golden Spider, he is not very honest inside the sphere, he keeps yelling and cursing, his voice is extremely sharp, but he can't hear clearly through the sphere.

"Let's settle down first!" Wang Fan smiled and put the crystal ball away.

At this moment, two strong winds suddenly blew in the distant sky.

It was Hong Yi and Chan Yinsha.

"It seems to be a success."

Seeing the excited expressions on the faces of the two of them, Wang Fan naturally understood that they had succeeded in chasing and killing the saint Tuyuan this time.

"Let's leave the Manghuang Continent first and settle down in a safe place." The excitement on Chan Yinsha's face was getting bigger and bigger, and she almost couldn't hide it.

The harvest this time is really too big.

First of all, he got the Qiankun Budai, and the biggest goal of coming to the Manghuang Continent was completed, and then the enemy, the Black Wolf King Bi Shihua, had been captured, and he could finally take revenge.

In the end, he even captured and killed the saint Tuyuan, and obtained one of the temple-suppressing magic tools of the Jingyuan Temple, the Dharma Blood Carpet.

No matter which one it is, it is enough for Zen Yinsha to be excited.

In comparison, Hong Yi was much calmer, and his expression didn't show much excitement.

"Ah Yi's mind is much better than that of a shark's head." Wang Fan nodded, thinking in his heart.

Then Wang Fan took out the bodies of the two and let them return to their shells.

brush!
The three of them soared violently and flew to the edge of Manghuang Continent.

It can be vaguely seen that a fierce battle is taking place at the seaside port when they came.

The sky-shattering explosions, violent brilliance, tumbling air waves, huge Taoist fluctuations, masculine boiling blood energy, and the fist intent of martial saints were continuously transmitted.

Apparently, it was Champion Hou and a group of masters who were fighting Yunmengguo.

"Hong Yi, after all, you are a big boss, shall we make a move?" Chan Yinsha asked.

"Never mind, let's go back to Izumo!" Hong Yi shook his head, "We have already wiped out the top experts from the Yunmeng side, if we still can't clean up the Yunmeng fleet, then the champion is not worthy of being the Eastern The commander of the frontier defense!"

call!
With a gust of wind, the three of them flew away from the huge and boundless wilderness, and flew towards the sea.

……

"Is this the Qiankun cloth bag?"

After Wang Fan and the three left Manghuang, they spent several days flying over the sea and returning to the Izumo country.

In a secret room, Hong Yi was holding a human leather bag in his hand, and his thoughts were carefully exploring inside.

Caution is the boat.

"Who is that Mr. Wang?" Monk Jing Ren sitting opposite Hong Yi couldn't help asking.

The restraint on his body has been lifted, and Monk Jingren has recovered his full mobility, full of energy and blood, exuding the surging momentum unique to martial arts masters from time to time.

But facing Hong Yi who was only a few steps away, he didn't dare to make a move.

Because he was worried about Wang Fan's existence.

Monk Jingren already knew Hong Yi's identity, and he was the son of Hong Xuanji, one of the temple murderers in the Great Chan Temple.

It's just that Hong Yi and Hong Xuanji's father and son turned against each other, so Monk Jingren didn't have the mentality of hating Hong Yi, but had a feeling that the enemy of an enemy is a friend.

Moreover, Hong Yi even became one of the three supreme scriptures of the Great Chan Temple, the Past Amitabha Sutra!
This is extremely interesting!
Hong Xuanji destroyed the Great Zen Temple.

Hong Yi, the son of Hong Xuanji, practiced the "Past Amitabha Sutra", the unpassed secret of the Great Chan Temple.

And between Hong Xuanji and Hong Yi, there is still a mortal hatred!

It has to make people sigh, there is a causal cycle between the dark and the dark, and the retribution is not good.

"I don't know Uncle Wang's real identity either. I only know that he entered the Hong Mansion before I was born." Hong Yi said.

Monk Jingren was even more confused.

He has been famous for many years, and was one of the 20 Bodhisattvas in the Great Chan Temple more than [-] years ago, but he has never heard of such a master as Wang Fan in the world.

As if it appeared out of nowhere.

This master who appeared out of nowhere was able to defeat Hong Xuanji, and even captured himself in one move, which was unimaginable.

"Could it be that the masters from beyond the sky descended into the Great Thousand World?" Monk Jingren lost his voice.

"Tianwaitian?" Hong Yi was taken aback for a moment.

Monk Jingren knew that he had made a slip of the tongue, so he clasped his palms together and fell silent.

Knowing that Monk Jingren didn't want to say more, Hong Yi didn't force him, and was still carefully exploring the Qiankun bag with his soul, trying to open it.

"No need to try, at least the power of three ghosts and immortals is needed to open this artifact." Monk Jingren looked at it for a while, and couldn't help saying, "Only a master of Taoism can open the Qiankun bag. More than 20 years ago, the Great Chan Temple At the time of my death, I fled the temple with this artifact, but I couldn’t open it all the time, so I could only send it under the fence and take shelter under the gate of Wugui Dao. Usually, this Qiankun cloth bag is placed in the hands of Yu Wutong, the suzerain of Wugui Dao, for Yu Wu I don’t know what else is inside, how much Yu Wutong has used.”

Click click!

While Monk Jingren was speaking, the sound of an ancient door opening sounded.

It seems to be a voice from another world, it seems to come from a distant universe, and it seems to be in my ears.

The opening of the Qiankun cloth bag was suddenly opened, and a cyan air flow rushed out, forming a giant gate nearly two feet high and six feet wide.

Monk Jingren's eyes widened immediately, his face full of shock.

"You actually opened the Qiankun cloth bag with the power of one person?"

Hong Yi ignored Monk Jingren's fuss, but carefully observed the gate standing in the secret room.

(End of this chapter)