It doesn't matter if you look at it, at a glance, this woman suddenly let the ghosts go. Scripture | dian | small | say || 【】

"What's going on? What about the old guy?"

The pretty woman was surprised.

call.

There was a heat wave head-on, and the pretty woman quickly returned to God, avoiding Zhang Zeming's palm. However, due to the distraction, this palm rubbed her scalp, scattered his buns, and his hair fell down.

At this moment, the woman was sweating all over. Monk Jin Dan lost his body, but he was seriously injured. It also took a hundred years to fully confuse a body.

"Are you looking for him? He is dead and killed by me!"

Zhang Fan sneered, flying behind the pretty woman, and let Zhang Zeming temporarily stop, forming a trend of encirclement with Zhang Zeming.

"Killed by you!"

The pretty woman was skeptical.

"Do not believe?"

Zhang Fan raised his hand, holding the old man's storage bracelet in his hand, and took out the purple gold crutch and waved it twice.

"Look, this is the old guy's thing!"

Zhang Fan sneered.

"You can kill Jin Dan!"

The pretty woman was shocked.

It is extremely rare for the foundation to successfully kill Jin Dan, but it has not happened. But they all have one thing in common. These people are big disciples, and they are also the ancestral disciples.

"It turns out that Panlong Mountain really has a patronage of Yuanying!"

The pretty woman looked, and suddenly remembered the rumor of Panlong Mountain: This Panlong Mountain is a breakthrough, it is a supernatural reads performed by an old ancestor;

"Is this a big disciple!"

The pretty woman asked in horror.

"Hey, don't care about this!" Zhang Fan grinned suddenly, then his expression suddenly became cold and cold, revealing fierce color, and said, "I will give you a choice, surrender, or die!"

Zhang Fan's voice dropped, Wanhua Sword in his hand uttered a sword, ready to go, and Zhang Zeming in the back was burning with fire, burning the world.

Feeling the power of the two people, I even thought of the possible existence of the ancestors of the primal babies. The beautiful monk looked cloudy and uncertain. After thinking a little, I put away the magic weapon of jade, exposed a charming smile and made a sweet and greasy voice , Said: "The slave family is willing to surrender and serve the master for life!"

This woman, however, mistakenly thought that Zhang Fan was fancy of his beauty, and wanted to put him in prison.

After finishing speaking, she also frowned her hair and threw a wink at Zhang Fan, but the woman was blushed by Zhang Zeming's scorching fire, her forehead was still scorched, this wink was like a female ghost, and Zhang Fan frowned.

Zhang Fan couldn't help shivering, frowning: "You don't have to wait, just do it for me. Right, what's your name?"

"The slave family is Leng Xinyou!" The pretty monk replied, showing a provocative gesture.

Zhang Fan did not go to see her, looked at the system prompts, and found that the woman's loyalty was only 40. ()

He wasn't surprised, Shen said, "Open your heart!"

Leng Xin froze, revealing a struggling look.

The other party let her open her heart, obviously it was necessary to use some means to control the **** of the soul and soul, once it was controlled, there was really no freedom at all.

"Open your heart, submit to me, or die!"

Zhang Fan was cold-hearted, and Wanhua Sword in his hand immediately split into a flying sword. Zhang Zeming in the back took a step forward, his body shook, and his whole body made a crackling sound. The dry fire was ready, the hot temperature, leaning on The monk's hair issued a slight scorch reads ;.

Trapped by the two, Leng Xinyou felt that she would die tragically in the next moment. She bit her lip, and then she showed a stunned color, saying, "Don't kill me, I'm willing to open my heart."

"it is good!"

Zhang Fan immediately used the slave seal to enter the cold sea of ​​consciousness, and the slave seal entered the sea of ​​consciousness, and she was not half resisted, and deeply imprinted into her soul.

"Ding, congratulations to the host Zhang Fan for accepting the Jin Dan practitioners, Leng Xinyou, and loyalty 99."

"Ding, host Zhang Fan's strength has improved!"

"Ding……"

The real Yuan in Zhang Fan's body surged a bit, but it seemed that there was some suppression and he couldn't break through.

"I can't enter the Jindan period yet, do I have a bottleneck?"

Zhang Fan sighed, and then looked at the several magical powers that Leng Xinyou mastered. The highest one was the purple fairy fairy. He didn't look at it, so he stopped.

After conquering Leng Xinyou, Zhang Fan turned and fell to the ground.

Suddenly, all Ziyige disciples stepped back, as if Zhang Fan was an old demon.

"Submit to me, or die!"

Zhang Fan stood in front of them, looking back and forth, threatening recklessly.

The disciples in Ziyige watched each other for a moment, then smiled bitterly.

The heads were killed, and even the elders were enslaved to control their minds. How could these monks who build the foundation resist?

"I'll wait for allegiance." Disciples of Ziyige said bitterly.

"okay!"

Zhang Fan immediately took out the Canghai Shenzhu, released Balu and others, and taught them the slave seal, allowing them to control the disciples of Ziyige.

Later, Zhang Fan called Zhang Zeming and Leng Xin quietly.

"Zhang Zeming, this is the advanced Taoist method" Cangyan Mantra ". If you go back to study, you can increase the power of your Drought Fire several times to read ;!" Zhang Fan said, chanting and instilling the mindset of "Cangyan Mantra" It was passed to Zhang Zeming, and Zhang Zeming was allowed to repair the cave of the Corpse King, then looked at Leng Xinyou, thinking about how to use the power of Ziyige.

Leng Xinyou was uneasy when Zhang Fan looked at him, and she didn't know what the other party was thinking about, and she felt uneasy in her heart.

"Are there any monks in Jinyige?" Zhang Fan asked after a while.

Leng Xinyou saw Zhang Fan finally speak and gave a sigh of relief, saying, "No, Ziyige is just a small martial art nearby. There are only two Jindan practitioners in the door."

"Okay, you will be the head of Ziyige in the future. After you go back, you will manage the Ziyige and run Xiufangfang."

"Yes!"

Leng Xinyou nodded. He was a master of Jindan, who was in control of Ziyige.

Soon after, the disciples in Ziyige were all controlled by the Eighth and other monsters and came over.

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"Oh? Do you recognize me?"

Zhang Fan looked at it a little, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.

"The junior Luo Youyuan! At the time, I was in Ziyige, the senior I was in charge of."

Zhang Fan thought for a moment, and said, "You just manage the Ziyige Xiufangfang City?"

"Yes, it's the junior!"

"Well, in the future, you will continue to manage Xiuzhenfang City. By the way, don't call me seniors. You will call me elders. I will be your elder in Ziyige!" Zhang Fan said.

"Yes, elder!"

Ziyige disciples have a complicated mind.

Although they are controlled, Ziyige will surely grow with more masters and forces like Zhang Fan. These people will also get more benefits. The future achievements will definitely be higher. As a result, I do n’t know if it is good or bad.