Journey To the West: Help Styx Strengthen the Abi Sword at the Start

"Have you brought the greeting card?"

"I didn't bring it back to my respect. I was worried that there was that person's divine mind on the greeting card, so I didn't bring it with me!"

"Well, you stay here first, I'll go to Wuzhuang Temple! I want to see, who else is the hidden sage in this world!"

Ye Fan's probing hand made a mark and landed on the Casting Temple, saying: "All the saints between heaven and earth are staying in the Casting Temple, don't go anywhere for now!!!"

If a battle broke out between the Hongmeng saints, the prehistoric might not be able to withstand it. Only the forging of the temple can protect the prehistoric saints from threats.

If Honghuang can't hold up that energy, and if it is broken, there will be a great saint left behind.

"Boom!"

The bell rang, Ye Fan's figure flashed, and he appeared in the Wuzhuang Temple.

It is still the couplet, the immortal mansion of immortality, and the family of the same life as the sky.

After he entered, he discovered that the two characters heaven and earth in the middle of the hall had disappeared, and some had only one Tai Chi of Heaven.

Zhen Yuanzi was sitting in the Dixian Hall, waiting for something quietly. His whole body was filled with a red light. That was the rule he had comprehended. Others couldn't see the origin of this rule at all.

"Zhen Yuanzi!" Ye Fan's voice rang.

"Sir?"

Zhen Yuanzi's expression loosened, and he wanted to look back, but was drunk by Ye Fan.

"Pretend that nothing happened!"

Zhen Yuanzi blinked, and returned to what it was just now.

He communicated with Zhen Yuanzi in his heart: "When did that person say that he would come?"

"At midnight tonight!"

Ye Fan: "Zi Shi? Where can normal people visit others when they have a son? It seems that the visitor this time is not good!"

"Sir, what should I do?"

Zhen Yuanzi's beard floated, and an eagerness flashed in his eyes.

"Don't panic, apart from Di Jun, the Hongmeng saints in the Great Desolation are only me and the guy who stabbed Di Jun!"

"Is Di Jun's injury caused by that person?"

"It’s just that since he said he’d come to visit, it’s impossible to do anything to you for the time being. It’s just that he’s not sure why he came to you instead of looking for someone else. Therefore, if he asks anything, you can agree to it as much as possible. !"

Ye Fan remembered that man's sword, and knew that even if his body came here now, it would be difficult to resist, so he had to make grievances first.

After all, that was able to make Gu Didu almost die again.

The strength reaches directly to the Hongmeng God, the existence of the level of Emperor Taixu.

"Well, that's all there is to it!"

Great Immortal Zhenyuan took a deep breath, obviously he knew that Ye Fan had nothing to do at this moment.

In the entire chaos, I am afraid that no one has this ability to resist the attack of Sword Lord.

"Daxian, your ginseng fruit seems to be different from before!"

"Yes, resurrection from the dead has penetrated many mysteries, and the taste of natural fruits is also different!"

"Tong'er, go, give me two more ginseng fruits!"

Ye Fan said immediately: "Forget it, I just asked casually, you keep it for yourself, for me, it's just a taste, but for you, it is a very damaging thing!"

"Thank you for your consideration!" Zhenyuan Daxian said gratefully.

The sky gradually dimmed, and the moon went up to the west building, and Zi Shi soon arrived.

A dark cloud came to the bright moon and covered it. Gradually, the Taiyin changed its color, and it was turning towards dark red.

"Blood Moon!"

Zhen Yuanzi's expression was solemn, he stared at the blood-red land, secretly saying that it was not good.

In such a scene, even a fool knows what uncontrollable things will happen.

"Huh!"

An afterimage instantly appeared from the middle of the moon, flickered, and appeared within the Wuzhuang Temple.

Zhen Yuanzi stared at the figure sitting on the wooden chair, and the ginseng fruit in his hand had been gnawed in half.

"Crack!"

"Well, good things contain so much vitality, no wonder they can live for 48,000 years!"

After speaking, the man pulled his blue hair away, revealing a handsome and tragic face, but the gray robe on his body was a bit shabby, which did not match his popularity.

Zhen Yuanzi played a special Taoist etiquette and asked: "I don't know which Taoist fellow came here to make me see the Pengxun in Wuzhuang. I don't know which saint you are?"

In his perception, the place was empty, and he couldn't see the depth of his cultivation at all, which made Zhen Yuanzi more cautious.

"Zhen Yuanzi, don't ask who I am. You don't know if you say that, you may also be murdered because you know my name!"

He said slowly: "I'm here to make a deal with you!"

As he said, he picked up another fruit and began to chew.

Zhen Yuanzi's expression is extremely solemn: "I don't know what deal you want?"

Knowing the name will lead to murder, so who is this person?

The young man raised his head and glanced at Blood Moon, and said, "Use your ginseng fruit tree to replace your life. I don't know, what do you think?"

Zhenyuan Daxian's complexion fused, and the energy in his body burst out, destroying the mountains and cracking rocks, the ground collapsed, and the void opened one after another cracks, and the violent vitality instantly raged in the Wuzhuang Temple.

"Too much bullying!"

The young man danced wildly at the center of the storm. He didn't even look at Zhen Yuanzi, but just ate the ginseng fruit for himself.

"Zhen Yuanzi, don't think I'm really negotiating with you. You have to agree to this matter, and you have to agree if you don't agree to die!"

Having said this, the blue-haired young man suddenly raised his head, and hundreds of chaotic rules flowed in his eyes, causing Zhen Yuanzi who saw so many rules to collapse in an instant.

"Do you think that you can be resurrected back and forth by the way of heaven? But you know that the moon has been disconnected from the way of heaven, otherwise, how could it turn red?"