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Chapter 1076: Everything in the Sleeve

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    Looking at the leaving boy Qingfeng, Lord Wutian¡¯s eyes flickered.

    "Who is this person? Why does he know my origin?"

    "Besides, last time, I almost died in the hands of that monkey!"

    Lord Wutian Buddha¡¯s eyes flashed with a bright cold light, and his face became gloomy at this moment, as if he was dripping blood.

    He found that he couldn¡¯t see through Mo Fan.

    He decided to send someone to investigate Mo Fan.

    The demons are his subordinates.

    At this moment.

    In the palace.

    Mo Fan was still talking about Wutian. He thought for a while and said, "It's not good for us to talk about people behind their backs like this!"

    This Wutian is not dead yet!

    "He has so much power, he won't hear what I say, right?"

    Mo Fan thought of Wutian Buddha¡¯s immense power. You must know that the original book said that even Sun Wukong was no match for Wutian.

    Sun Wukong finally discovered that he was the last relic, a boneless relic. In line with his great love, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell, Sun Wukong transformed into a relic, and finally seventeen relics gathered, and Wutian Buddha was finally eliminated.

    If this were not the case, Sun Wukong would not be Wutian¡¯s opponent at all!

    "" When everyone heard this and looked at the senior's expression, they all felt that his acting skills were really superb!

    "With your senior's strength, what if Lord Wutian comes? There's no way he can be senior's opponent." Pharaoh muttered in his heart.

    "No!" Zhen Yuanzi heard this and looked at Mo Fan. To be honest, he really couldn't understand Mo Fan.

    "That's good!" Mo Fan smiled slightly when he heard this, thinking that Zhen Yuanzi was present, so he wasn't afraid.

    After all, the strength of this Zhen Yuanzi is extremely terrifying.

    "Mingyue, cut this ginseng fruit into small pieces and give it to the guests to taste!" Zhen Yuanzi said to Mingyue.

    "Okay!" When Tongzi Mingyue heard this, she nodded gently and took action.

    Not long after, a small piece of ginseng fruit appeared in front of Mo Fan.

    "It's really annoying." Long'er muttered.

    Her voice was not loud, but Zhen Yuanzi still heard her.

    When Zhen Yuanzi heard this, the corners of his eyes kept twitching.

    Mo Fan also had his eyes twitching and his face twitching.

    He looked at Long Er and glared at the latter.

    Sister, sister, this is ginseng fruit!

    Do you know how valuable ginseng fruit is?

    Long Er found that Mo Fan was staring at her, she closed her mouth obediently, showing a look of grievance.

    It is indeed picking!

    Why not eat the fruits of the master?

    Mo Fan is currently looking at the ginseng fruit on the plate.

    He couldn't help but think of what was said about this fruit.

    Ginseng fruit is also called Cao Huan Dan.  If a person is destined to smell the fruit, he will live 360 ??years; if he eats one, he will live 47,000 years.

    Mo Fan feels that his luck is really good.

    If he eats this ginseng fruit, his lifespan will be extended a lot!

    He tasted it directly and found that the ginseng fruit tasted good.

    Rumble.

    At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded outside.

    "People named Mo, come out!"

    That voice resounded.

    "You're looking for me?" Mo Fan was stunned when he heard this.

    Who?

    ¡°You come here, and you don¡¯t seem to have offended anyone, right?

    It¡¯s really baffling.

    "Go and have a look?" Zhen Yuanzi asked. In fact, he was also very curious, how did that person appear in Wuzhuang Temple?

    How many years has it been?

    How many years have it been since you came to Wuzhuang Temple?

    He wanted to see who it was.

    Zhen Yuanzi squinted his eyes.

    At this moment, a group of people just walked out.

    Mo Fan walked outside and found a black cloud in the void outside.

    In the black clouds, a monk stood proudly.

    This monk has black hair.

    "It's from the demon clan!"

    Zhen Yuanzi raised his head, looked at the monk in the void, and frowned.

    A group of demons!

    "Could it be that Lord Wutian really heard what I said?" Mo Fan said.

      "Probably not! Or" Zhen Yuanzi thought of something, turned around, looked at the bright moon, and asked, "Where is the Qingfeng man?"

    "I'm here!"

    At this moment, a boy walked slowly behind him. This person was Qingfeng.

    "Where did you go just now?" Zhen Yuanzi looked at Qingfeng and asked.

    "I just wentto the toilet" Qingfeng thought for a while and said.

    "Oh?" After hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi looked at Qingfeng in front of him with a very strange expression.

    "Who is named Mo?"

    At this moment, in the void, standing proudly among the black clouds, the monk from the demon tribe looked at the people below with an indifferent expression.

    "I am" Mo Fan took a step forward, looked at the monk standing proudly in the black clouds above, and asked: "What do you want from me?"

    "whats the matter?"

    In the void, the monk in the black clouds squinted his eyes. He did not explain anything, but directly raised his right hand and slapped Mo Fan below with a palm.

    Suddenly, a huge majestic palm mark appeared in the void.

    This palm mark carries terrifying power, swirling with black airflow, and presses towards Mo Fan below at an alarming speed, extremely fast.

    "Do you think I don't exist?" Seeing this scene, Zhen Yuanzi squinted his eyes and said coldly. The next moment, he waved his sleeves.

    As his spell fell, the monk's entire figure directly entered Zhen Yuanzi's sleeves in the void.

    ¡°Is this what¡¯s inside the sleeve?¡± Mo Fan¡¯s eyes widened when he saw this scene. This is simply a luxurious special effect!

    "What's in the sleeve?" Long'er heard this and asked, "Is this magic powerful?"

    "Um!"

    Mo Fan nodded and said: "The narrow sleeve can contain all the yin and yang of heaven and earth. It is a very bizarre magic!"

    When Zhen Yuanzi, who was using the Qiankun in his sleeves, heard this, he looked at Mo Fan strangely. He suddenly realized that the person in front of him seemed to know him very well, even better than he knew himself.

    Who is this guy?

    He thinks Mo Fan is very mysterious.

    ¡°He couldn¡¯t understand Mo Fan anyway.

    "Mr. Mo, how do you know the name of my magic?" he asked.

    "I" Mo Fan was stunned.

    "Did you hear that too?" Zhen Yuanzi looked at Mo Fan with burning eyes, as if he wanted to see some clues from Mo Fan's expression.

    However, he found that he couldn't see anything.

    Look at the loneliness!

    "Yes" Mo Fan said.

    ""

    Zhen Yuanzi looked at Mo Fan speechlessly, I just said it casually, but you really admit it!

    He was speechless about this.

    "By the way, why are the demon monks looking for me?"

    Mo Fan asked.

    ¡°Just ask him directly!¡±

    Zhen Yuanzi said lightly. The next moment, he waved his right sleeve, and immediately the man was released.

    However, there were golden lines on this person's body, which wrapped around his body and made him unable to move.

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