And because he had been using the spirit explosion before, he didn't consume anything.

"It doesn't seem like you're on a topic of concern right now!" Zi Li raised her eyebrows and sneered, just when Fang Zinian spoke, she clearly saw the greed that flashed in the other party's eyes.

When the words fell, Zi Li was not giving the other party a chance to speak, and a red light flashed in front of him with a wave of his hand, and four immortal low-level spiritual weapons instantly appeared around Zi Li.

"Boom, boom!"

A series of explosions, booming, the entire competition platform was filled with violent energy, this time the self-explosion of the immortal spirit weapon directly shook the energy barrier on the periphery of the competition platform, and even the surrounding air was violently distorted, Fang Zinian was horrified in his heart, he didn't expect that there were so many spirit weapons in Zi Li's hands, and even the immortal spirit weapon could be used for spiritual explosion.

For a while, even Fang Zinian, who was a fourth-rank lower god, was a little embarrassed, not to dodge the explosions around him, his hands were quickly sealed on his chest, and dark yellow spiritual power burst out from his palm, instantly forming a solid enchantment in front of him.

However, even so, Fang Zinian's current situation is still very bad.

In the main god continent, the spirit weapon can be said to be the most important weapon in the hands of the spirit master, under normal circumstances, the self-detonation of a mortal high-level spirit weapon is equivalent to a second-grade lower god, and the self-explosion of the immortal spirit weapon is equivalent to the full force of the third-grade lower god.

Now, Fang Zinian couldn't think of the strength of the fourth-rank lower gods, and the enchantment that was supported with all his might, if he wanted to resist the full attack of the four third-rank lower gods at the same time, it was naturally very reluctant.

"! Immortal low-level spiritual weapons, the loser is too loser! Qi Chen looked at the stage with a sad face, Zi Li actually directly took out four immortal spirit weapons for spiritual explosion, although it was a low-level immortal spiritual weapon, but it was also an immortal product!

It's an immortal artifact! Immortal Artifact! It's not an ordinary artifact!

At this time, Qi Chen didn't know how to describe his current mood, watching the spiritual weapons explode one by one, he could only be full of pain, and he kept scolding angrily in his heart.

It's simply more popular than people!

I've seen Hao, but I've not seen that Hao! Immortal spirit weapons are not looked down upon, and they are directly used for spiritual explosions!

Even if it is the Chiyan Sect, although there is no shortage of immortal spirit weapons, only disciples who have contributed to the Chiyan Sect or have excellent talent are qualified to have immortal spirit weapons, but look at others, with a wave of their hands, it is a fairy spirit weapon, and it is still used for spiritual explosions!

"Bang!"

Just when everyone in the audience was shocked and saddened by Zi Li's big stroke, on the competition platform, there was a sudden dull sound, which was different from the previous blasting sound, which directly attracted everyone's attention.

But seeing that on the competition platform shrouded in a dark yellow energy, Fang Zinian gradually appeared in front of everyone, his hands crossed, showing a defensive posture, but he had originally become a tall muscular man, but he had once again become the lean appearance before, with a lot of scars on his body, some marks on his face, and his hair was messy, obviously it was still very difficult to resist the spiritual explosion of the four immortal spirit weapons.

"Zi Li, I see how many immortal spirit weapons you still have for you!" Fang Zinian looked at Zi Li with a somewhat hideous face, reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and breathed a little.

However, listening to Fang Zinian's words, Zi Li chuckled, raised his eyebrows slightly, and a faint hint of provocation flashed in his eyes......

Immortal low-level spiritual weapons, one, two, three, four, five......

Immortal Intermediate Spiritual Weapon, One, Two, Three, Four......

Immortal high-grade spiritual weapon, 1, 2......

"Damn, I'm dreaming, right?!" Qi Chen swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, looked at the situation on the stage, and finally scolded, and even reached out and pinched his arm in disbelief, but he didn't feel pain, so he breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and said slowly, "It's okay, I'm dazzled, I'm dreaming!" ”

"Smack!"

"You bastard, see for yourself who you're pinching?!" Bo Yue beside him slapped Qi Chen unceremoniously, and a crisp slap sounded, and Bo Yue's angry scolding also sounded.

Qi Chen looked at a white jade-like delicate arm in front of him, the only bright spot was the conspicuous redness in the middle, and he raised his hand a little stiffly, and in an instant Qi Chen understood something, and blushed suddenly, "I, I, I didn't mean to!" ”

"Smack!"

Another slap was thrown at Qi Chen, and Bo Yue glared at Qi Chen with an annoyed expression, "Look at it, Miss Ben is blind to your dog's eyes!" ”

Qi Chen stretched out his hand to cover his cheeks aggrievedly, looked at Bo Yue and blinked, but in the end, he shrunk his neck in the other party's fire-breathing eyes, and muttered in a weak but unconvinced whisper, "It's not what I want to see!" ”

"What did you say?!" Qi Chen's voice was too small, Bo Yue didn't hear it clearly, but her intuition was not a good word, she glared at the other party angrily, and asked with a somewhat savage forked waist.

Looking at Bo Yue's appearance, Qi Chen shrunk his neck again and shook his head again and again, "It's nothing, it's nothing!" ”

"Humph!" Bo Yue snorted lightly, turned her head to the competition platform, and ignored Qi Chen.

Qi Chen was also at this time, constantly saying to himself in his heart that the big husband can bend and stretch, and he doesn't care about the little woman!

At this time, I saw Zi Li on the stage, slightly fanning the bone wings behind him, holding his chest with both hands, and looking at Fang Zinian provocatively, and around Zi Li, up and down, left and right, front and back, there were all kinds of spiritual weapons of different sizes, large and small, and different levels.

Knives, swords, axes, hammers, whips, halberds......

As long as it is a weapon that can be thought of, it is basically there.

"How? I wonder if that's enough to blow you up? Zi Li looked at Fang Zinian with a smile and said slowly.

Fang Zinian looked at Zi Li in mid-air, his face kept twitching and pumping, until the end, he didn't know what kind of expression to use to interpret his current mood......

Looking at Fang Zinian, who was already stunned, Zi Li's fingers moved slightly, and one of the immortal intermediate spirit weapons in his hand trembled slightly, looking at Fang Zinian moving back a little frightened, Zi Li chuckled again, as if casually speaking, "Or, do you think these are not enough?" ”

After speaking, Zi Li was about to wave his hand again, however, Fang Zinian watched Zi Li's movements, and before Zi Li could sacrifice the remaining spirit weapons, he had already said loudly, "I admit defeat!" ”