Chapter 3846: The prophet (part 1)

Occasionally kill tens of thousands of people?

Xiao Fan's eyelids twitched, looking at Zhang Wenjin like a monster. This seemingly kind old man is simply a murderous demon.

It is very common to kill one or two people, but it is extremely rare to kill tens of thousands of people, and it is generally only seen in wars.

Hearing Zhang Wenjin's tone, he didn't take these tens of thousands of lives in his eyes.

Moreover, they absolutely did not do less about this matter, otherwise, they would not say so casually.

"Then go out." Lu Bohou said lightly, and then gently waved his hand.

Xiao Fan originally thought that the two of them were going to rush to kill, but Lu Bohou and Zhang Wenjin stood motionless.

Are they just talking?

It's just that when he heard the thunder from a distance, he was completely dumbfounded.

Rumble!

Countless Thunder Dragon roared and roared, forming a sea of ​​thunder and rushing towards that sea of ​​clouds.

This scene scared the cultivator Tianhuang and the strange demon.

They originally thought that standing on the cloud platform would be safe and sound, and that lightning attack would only erupt when they wanted to get close to the Ten Thousand Saint Cloud Realm. The previous temptation had already made them form this habit.

But now, Thunder Sea’s attack completely broke their illusions.

Both Li Daolin and Nujiang Demon City changed drastically at the same time. The crazy thunder waterfall contained destructive power, not to mention the lower-grade Dharma Sovereign, even the middle-grade Dharma Sovereign might not be able to withstand it.

"This formation is not simple." Xiao Fan was shocked.

With this barrier to protect the Ten Thousand Saint Cloud World, it is estimated that without the strength of the high-grade Dharma Venerable, it is almost impossible to force through the formation.

But even if the high-grade Fazun passed through the light curtain barrier, there are still two old perverts, Lu Bohou and Zhang Wenjin, who dare to trespass into the Ten Thousand Saint Cloud Realm?

In the distance, the cloud platform exploded directly. Fortunately, the cultivators escaped very quickly. They were only severely injured by the lightning. Not many people died, only a few dozen or hundreds.

The same is true of the other side of the monster.

Perhaps it is because the range of the power radiation that the formation erupts is limited, otherwise, these thousands of cultivators and strange demons will have to die.

Those monks who escaped from the dead were all scared, and many people's backs were soaked with cold sweat.

The scene just now made them feel like they were going around the gate of a ghost, just a little bit, they all explained here.

Li Daolin and Nujiang Mozun were also terrified, and they no longer dared to act without authorization.

"Senior, let them go?" Xiao Fan looked at Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou strangely, unexpectedly.

Don’t you want to kill thousands of people?

Is it just joking, just talk about it?

"You are so eager for them to die?" Lu Bohou looked at Xiao Fan jokingly.

"That's not the case. Although there are a few enemies, if these people are to be annihilated, the punishment will be a bit big." Xiao Fan shook his head and said truthfully.

"I thought you wanted them to die?" Lu Bohou suddenly squinted and said, "However, the old man didn't mean to let them go."

"Ah~"

A scream broke the peace, as the force of terror shredded the void and resounded across the sky.

However, this is just the beginning.

Within a short period of time, more and more screams sounded, and heart-piercing roars were everywhere in the sky.

Xiao Fan looked up, his pupils contracted slightly, but when he saw the space where the PTZ was lost, it suddenly became blurred.

At first, Xiao Fan thought he was dazzled, but after a while he realized that it turned out to be a phantom caused by overlapping time and space.

What a powerful space-time power!

Xiao Fan saw dozens of hundreds of cultivators with his own eyes, and at the same time the folded space was chopped into several sections. The heart-wrenching feeling was hardly supported by few people.

Of course, they didn't die immediately, but with the torment of the power of time and space, some people's cultivation base fell rapidly, and some people continued to grow old and entered the five declines of heaven and man.

There were also people whose bodies were torn into countless pieces, including their souls.

After almost a dozen breaths, these people began to fall slowly, and their screams reached their peak.

"Hiss~" Xiao Fan sucked in air. This terrifying space-time power could even be shredded by the high-ranking holy priest, and its power was too powerful.

Thinking of breaking into this area before, his scalp numb in his heart.

If it weren't for Jiang Shaoxu's pursuit, he might be one of these people. At that time, he might not escape death.

"Retreat!" Li Daolin screamed vigorously, quickly retreating around the human monk.

He is a low-rank Dharma Sovereign, and his strength is tyrannical. This time and space can't help him.

But in just a few dozen breaths, the Tianhuang cultivator died hundreds of thousands of people. The scene was extremely tragic, and people couldn't bear to look straight.

If it weren't for Li Daolin's strength, perhaps these people would really die.

Xiao Fan finally understood that Zhang Wenjin and Lu Bohou weren't talking about them, they were really cruel.

But the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion, isn't it also belonging to the Primordial God Realm?

"Little friend, do you think they shouldn't die?" Zhang Wenjin seemed to see the doubt in Xiao Fan's eyes.

Xiao Fan was silent, but nodded.

"Actually, I don't think they deserve to die, but if they enter the Ten Thousand Saint Cloud Realm without this formation, maybe they don't think the people here should not die." Zhang Wenjin explained, and finally sighed: "This world is like this. cruel."

"Old ghost Zhang, you are just sentimental. The pavilion master died because of them. Isn't it normal for us to kill them?" Lu Bohou does not have such a good temper as Zhang Wenjin.

When these words came out, Xiao Fan looked surprised and asked in a tentative tone: "You mean, the pavilion master of the Hall of Saint Medicine is dead? Also, aren't the two seniors the pavilion master?"

Zhang Wenjin seemed to be caught in a distant memory, and said, "We are just the master of the pavilion, we are the deputy pavilion master."

Xiao Fan suddenly understood and understood many things in his mind. No wonder Zhang Wenjin's remnant soul recognized him as the person who owned the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion in Jiuyou Hell.

It turns out that the real pavilion master is dead. He who owns the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion is the descendant of the real pavilion master, so Zhang Wenjin's remnant soul would rather sacrifice than save him Xiao Fan.

From this point of view, Zhang Wenjin is loyal Xiao Fan from the heart, so is the remnant soul, so is the deity!

"What happened to the person predicted by the pavilion master that Senior Lu said before?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

Zhang Wenjin didn't seem to want to explain before, but Xiao Fan still didn't plan to let it go.

After hearing this, Zhang Wenjin was silent for a moment, and then sighed: "Before the pavilion master died, he exhausted his energy and made a deduction, saying that in the future someone will bring the Wansheng Medicine Pavilion to the Ten thousand Saint Cloud World." Speaking of this, Zhang Wenjin's eyes A scorching heat flashed: "And you, that's that person!"