Oops!
The pupils couldn't help but shrink, Zhuo Fan immediately looked horrified, his forehead was full of sweat.
At this moment, the long sword had already arrived in front of him, no more than a minute away from him. His Kongming divine pupil was the second highest, and the power of the sky-breaking divine power had not dissipated, and it was too late to transform into a transposition.
In this case, he couldn't avoid the beheading of that long sword at all!
The only way is to use the air-breaking magical powers that have not yet dispersed to defeat the long sword. But how is this possible
No matter how powerful it is to break through the air, it can't compare to the magical power of the unicorn arm. Even the unicorn arm is pierced by a sword aura, how can this air-breaking power prevent the strong attack of that long sword
For a moment, Zhuo Fan fell into a desperate situation, and there was no way to survive!
However, watching that long sword approaching step by step, Zhuo Fan's eyes trembled. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and fight hard. Let's be a doctor!
Even if you know you can't stop it, you have to try it!
Thinking like this, the two golden rings on Zhuo Fan's right pupil gave out a gleaming golden light, and shouted: "Kongming God pupil is the second highest, breaking through the sky!"
Hum!
A spatial fluctuation sounded, and Zhuo Fan's right pupil shot out an invisible shock wave, which immediately collided with the long sword that was flying straight.
Ding!
As if the sound of metal clashing, the long sword was suddenly back shocked by the blow. After spinning twice in the air, he immediately plunged into a wall full of sacred stones.
Suddenly, Zhuo Fan was a little dumbfounded, and then he looked at his right hand Qilin arm, which was still stained with gurgling blood. With a wave of his hand, with a bang, he smashed a large hole in the wall next to him.
That's right, the unicorn arm is stronger than that of the god of the sky. Why can't the unicorn arm stop this holy soldier, but was smashed into the air by Lao Tzu's move. What's the matter
Kerala...
Zhuo Fan was thinking with a puzzled face, but when the sound of cracking the wall sounded, the long sword actually twisted the blade, and then pulled out his body with a damn expression, and continued to face fiercely and abnormally. Zhuo Fan rushed here.
The pupils of his eyes condensed unconsciously, and Zhuo Fan's face was solemn. Seeing this scene, he dared not neglect, and immediately used another trick to break through the sky.
bump!
There was a loud noise, just like it was just now, the long sword was flew out again, shook its body, as if it was stunned, spinning around on the spot.
His brows furrowed deeply, and Zhuo Fan wondered, why can't the most powerful unicorn arm help this thing, but the less powerful Pokong to beat this thing
Could it be that... Is it natural to restrain each other
Thinking like this, Zhuo Fan's eyes rolled around, and another idea came up in his heart. Since breaking the sky can overcome it, what about the other magical powers of the Kongming Shentong
Huh!
At this moment, the long sword rushed towards Zhuo Fan again without discouragement, and the murderous aura on the sword body escaped more vigorously than before.
His eyes narrowed slightly, this time Zhuo Fan no longer panicked, just like an old fox, quietly waiting for his prey to enter the nest!
Finally, that long sword flew within 100 meters of his range, Zhuo Fan suddenly condensed his eyes, four golden halos flashed in his right pupil, and he shouted: "Kongming God pupil fourth stage, absolutely Field, air shock!"
Hum!
In an instant, the whole cave was trembling incessantly, and the surrounding holy stones continued to fall off and fell to the ground, but it was just shaking. It was not like before, everything around it was shaken into powder and turned into nothingness!
It can be seen that the strength of this holy spirit mine is really not covered!
He nodded secretly in his heart, Zhuo Fan looked at the long sword that flew close to him again, but was also in the constant shaking, trembling constantly, staying in place, and the sword lights all over his body were trembling. As if trembling.
However, he didn't have the slightest ability, and started chasing Zhuo Fan!
Sure enough, the magical power of Kongming Shentong completely restrained this holy soldier!
The pupils of his eyes condensed unconsciously, and Zhuo Fan's heart finally understood. Then, the right pupil changed again into three golden halos, and he shouted: "Kongming God pupil is the third level, Phantom Kong!"
Hum!
Suddenly, all the surrounding vibrations stopped, only the long sword was enveloped by an invisible wave. It seemed that the compass to the north could not be found, and it was slowly spinning left and right, revealing a sense of confusion!
"Hmph, since you don't want to use it for me, but want to kill me, then you sword spirit, I can't use it anymore!" His eyes narrowed, and a naked killing intent flashed across Zhuo Fan's eyes.
He knew in his heart that the holy soldiers had spirits, and the sword spirits were hidden in this long sword, controlling the spirituality of this sword.
Now, he is not dealing with the sword spirit of this sword. If he wants to fully recognize the master of this sword, he can only obliterate the disobedient sword spirit. Therefore, he is now using the illusion to control the sword spirit's consciousness and quiet it down.
And if the Saint Soldier lacks spirituality, it will fall into several grades. Therefore, before obliterating the sword spirit, he has to put in another spiritual object in advance!
Turning his eyes to the left and right, Zhuo Fan's heart suddenly moved, and a beam of blood immediately flew out of his body, and immediately got into the long sword, but it was undoubtedly his blood baby.
Starting to pinch the Yin Jue in his hand, Zhuo Fan could not help shouting: "The Heaven Demon's Great Hua Jue, turn the sword into its body, and the sword spirit returns to its place!"
Huh!
The black gas flickered on the long sword, and accompanied by the evil smiles of the blood infant, a horrified scream was also emitted from the long sword, but it was the sword spirit of the sword.
However, because Zhuo Fan suppressed its divine consciousness with the magical power of the sky, although it wanted to resist it, it was still helpless. After Zhuo Fan and the blood infant used the celestial demon's great transformation technique, its spiritual consciousness was gradually decomposed. In the end, it became the nourishment for the blood baby, and it was completely absorbed!
Hum!
Suddenly, a soft groan sounded, and the long sword that was parked in the air trembled immediately, and the original clean and flawless body of the sword was slowly stained with layers of black air currents, gurgling blood-like colorful stripes, slowly Slowly climbed onto the body of the sword, making the whole sword visibly evil.
Putting away the magical power, Zhuo Fan waved his hand, and the sword suddenly flew into his hand.
After taking a deep look at the sword, Zhuo Fan nodded in satisfaction and smiled: "From today on, there is a sixth-rank saint soldier missing, but there is another sixth-rank saint demon sword! Little guy, in the future, you Together with this sword body and spirit sword, it is both Lao Tzu’s natural blood baby and the strongest sixth-ranking holy demon sword in the sanctuary. It’s really awesome! It’s a pity that with my current strength, I can’t show you. One percent power, alas!"
The sword body trembled slightly unconsciously, but it flew out of Zhuo Fan's hand suddenly, and then drew two circles in the air, the light flashed, and the blood infant itself appeared immediately.
Then, without saying anything, a fierce boy plunged into Zhuo Fan's body and disappeared.
Unconsciously, Zhuo Fan was stunned for a while, and then shook his head with a laugh, and sighed: "Little guy, you want to say, whether I can fully use that sword, will you be one with me physically and mentally? "
There was no movement, the blood infant just sat quietly in Zhuo Fan's body, falling asleep like a child, quietly abnormal.
"Hey, it's worthy of being the blood infant who has been with Lao Tzu for so many years. It's much better than the original sword spirit. You control this holy soldier, but it makes Lao Tzu feel relieved, hehehe..."
He smiled happily, Zhuo Fan then flashed a light in his hand, and a dozen more sacred stones appeared, placed in front of his abdomen, and said lightly: "But this holy soldier needs the nourishment of sacred stones, you kid will need more in the future. I have eaten something!"
Huh!
As soon as the voice fell, the sacred stones in Zhuo Fan's hand disappeared suddenly, and after he carefully inspected it, he found that the stones had already been taken in by his blood infant.
Unconsciously laughed, Zhuo Fan sighed helplessly: "Oh, putting so many sacred stones in Lao Tzu’s belly, it won’t get gallstones, hahaha... Hey, there are so many sacred stones here, why did Lao tzu just get it from his pocket just now? dig?"
Looking at the holy stones on the ground that had been shaken down because of the previous shaking, Zhuo Fan shook his head unconsciously, and I committed another crime.
But it doesn't matter, it's a big deal to take all these away before leaving, just as compensation!
Zhuo Fan thought shamelessly, and then looked at his bloody right arm, his brows wrinkled, and he faintly said: "Return to Heaven!"
Roar!
With a soft groan, Zhuo Fan's right arm glowed with a bright blue light, full of vitality. However, the unicorn arm only stopped the bleeding, and the wound did not get any better.
Unable to stop for a moment, Zhuo Fan frowned deeply, doubting in his heart.
Is this because the unicorn arm’s wound cannot be cured, or is it wounded by the holy soldiers and cannot be treated
After all, this is the first time that the unicorn arm was injured, and Zhuo Fan didn't know what happened!
Oh, forget it, let it slowly heal itself, I can't imagine that for so many years, Lao Tzu has been so fucking lucky again! Don't let others see this, otherwise the things here will be exposed!
Anxiously took out a piece of gauze and bandaged himself, Zhuo Fan put down his long sleeves, blocked the wound, and continued to walk into the cave until the end.
After all, his original purpose was to explore the formation here. If you can't get the Saint Soldier, you can go back with peace of mind!
"This is the land of the spirit mine enchantment. I can't dig the cave until it's dug here. I think it's the wall I hit here!" Gently stroked the deepest wall of the cave, Zhuo Fanjing Look at it quietly.
For a long time, he saw the radiant wall, as if covered by a film, with various weird patterns re-engraved on it, and then he nodded slightly, his eyes filled with surprise: "Sure enough, the layout technique is quite the same. Gaoming, totally natural, can't find a trace of flaws, it's like..."
His eyes trembled slightly, and Zhuo Fan's heart couldn't help but sink: "It's like... the Luo Lei Gorge trapped in the skyward unicorn, maybe it's the same person, or a master of the same level. If that's the case, this It's actually the remains of an emperor-level master again!"
What happened to this Fan Tier before, how could it be the trace left by such a master
With such a clever array technique, even if he has the Jiuyou Secret Record and has studied it for several years, he can think of the method of breaking the formation, with his current strength, he is still powerless.
In the past, the reason why they were able to enter the Luolei Gorge was because of a formation flaw that the soaring unicorn fought desperately. But if the two places in Fenyan Valley were complete formations, and if they were still related to this, he would never be able to get in again if he was killed.
Don't talk about finding those sacred beasts, I guess he can't even open the gate of the formation...