Chapter 215: Pressure
Zhang Fan looked at the white deer who was slowly pacing in the flames, and said after a while: "Yo, this is really different from ordinary deer, it actually has a donkey tail." β
"You have some knowledge." A hint of pride flashed in Bailu's eyes: "The old man is a descendant of a divine beast, and he can't wait for a character like an ant, and he dares to be presumptuous in front of the old man." β
Zhang Fan said dumbly: "Eh, forgive this king for being lonely and unheard, your parents are a donkey and a deer, and you are a divine beast when they gave birth to you, are you going to create a divine beast breed." β
Ahh......h
The demon kings held back their laughter, and the audience burst out laughing directly.
"Bastard, the old man and the ancestors are not like the four, you are really damned." The white deer spirit stumbled, this Nima, can you pretend to be a good force.
"Oh, obviously you're still a descendant of a deer, and one more donkey tail is a descendant of four dislikes, and you will really put gold on your face, I think you can simply make yourself a divine beast, wouldn't it be better to become a five."
Niu Dachun complained in the team: "I didn't expect this little white face to be so sarcastic, why didn't I find it before." β
Du Weitong said: "Because he thinks it's boring to ridicule you." β
Niu Dachun ......
"I only know the advantage of my tongue, and I will see how arrogant you are, kill him for me."
With the words of the white deer spirit, the vines that stopped growing continued to entangle, and quickly turned into huge giants, these giants were extremely condensed, and more than a dozen vines were formed, and they quickly rushed towards Zhang Fan.
"It's okay to do it, but I have a lot of younger brothers."
A bronze man walked out, and with the improvement of Zhang Fan's realm, the bronze man he summoned now, the smallest one was more than ten meters.
Although the vine people are strong, they are too far behind the bronze people in terms of kill, strength and physical hardness, although there are many vine people, they still can't have the upper hand.
Bai Lujing's eyes were gloomy: "It's really a good demon, the old man let you steal the magic weapon at the bottom of the box." β
"When it comes to shamelessness, you should be the first." Zhang Fan flicked his fingers to drive Shanduo to fly out.
Then the Heavenly Ladder Peak fell suddenly, Bailu was disdainful, and the double horns were still idle: "If you want to suppress the old man with the magic weapon of the old man, you are really naΓ―ve." β
As he spoke, Bailu took a step in front of Zhang Fan, and his tail was like a whip thrown on Zhang Fan's body.
Zilala......
Zhang Fan flew out upside down with this power, and the tail of the white deer was actually scorched: "What kind of flame is this, it can actually burn the old man." β
The greed in the eyes of the white deer spirit was even worse, and he only now discovered that this little white bone demon king actually had so many good things, even he coveted it.
And this armor can actually withstand his blow, the shield of the armor is only broken by one layer, and when the opponent lands, the broken shield actually reappears.
Zhang Fan also saw the strength of the fire armor, and it was only a layer of breaking to withstand the blow of the immortals.
And the audience and the demon kings are like dreams, Zhang Fan can barely accept them with treasures, large arrays and immortals, but they are still unharmed by the blows of the immortals, which is simply beyond their cognition.
Especially the fox king, her face was full of bitterness, and only now did she understand that Bai Gu never used all her strength when she fought against her, and she couldn't help Bai Gu just when this armor appeared.
"Next time it won't be that simple."
"It's a pity you don't have a next time." Zhang Fan kept pinching the seal.
The Exorcist fell on the top of the Heavenly Ladder Peak, and then the shadows of the mountains fell on the Exorcist.
Zhang Fan naturally couldn't reach the great power of Master Yu's concubine to shrink a thousand mountains, and now he could only borrow the weight of a few surrounding peaks.
The white deer spirit suddenly felt that the pressure had doubled, and it was not as easy as before, but it didn't need to shrink the ground into inches.
"That's it, light, it's too light." Bailu Jing thought that Zhang Fan could borrow a big mountain, but it turned out to be just a small mountain, he was a dignified immortal, and it was not trivial to carry a few peaks: "If you are only like this, even if the old man can't catch up with you, there will always be a time when your mana will be exhausted, and the old man can easily slaughter your reverse scale cave." β
"The dignified immortals, slaughtered at every turn, so tyrannical, no wonder the entanglement of cause and effect fell into the catastrophe early, and the death period is approaching and you don't know it, it's really sad." The murderous intent in Zhang Fan's heart was blazing.
"Hahaha, it's up to you to kill the old man, but there are only a dozen or so peaks, and ten more such peaks may not be able to crush the old man, but this is already your limit, do you still have ten." Bailu had already turned around, and first looked at Du Weitong and a few people, obviously wanting to kill a few people first.
"Yes, I'm afraid ten is not enough, this king will add it to you slowly."
With Zhang Fan's words, another Zhang Fan walked out of Zhang Fan's body, and the two were almost identical, there was no difference at all, but the momentum was slightly worse than the body.
With the second Zhang Fan pinching trick, the phantom shadow of the seven peaks was shrouded again, and the speed of the white deer slowed down again.
"Hahaha, I have some skills, but I actually have an incarnation outside the body, but unfortunately, it's still not enough."
"Then you'll have to see."
Another Zhang Fan walked out, and it was another pinch and chanting mantra, and seven peaks fell.
Ten main bodies, fourteen two clones, and a total of twenty-five peaks plus the Heavenly Ladder Peak pressed on his body.
Bai Lujing's complexion finally changed, a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't take a step anymore.
"Two incarnations, how long can you last, see who lasts to the end." The momentum on the white deer spirit soared, resisting the heavy pressure.
"What about the three?" Another Zhang Fan came out and continued to pinch the mantra.
Again, the phantom of several peaks pressed down.
Bai Lujing just felt that his eyes were full of stars, his body was staggering, his body trembled, his sweat was like rain, and he began to bleed in the middle of his seven orifices.
"Old man, I don't believe that you can still have four out-of-body incarnations." Bailu was going crazy, he had never heard of anyone with four avatars so strong.
The most incarnations in this world are naturally the River Styx, but that is only a substitute for death, but the strength of the Blood God Son is not strong.
The real incarnation has its own strength, and there are only Lao Tzu's one qi and three clears, and there can be a total of four people who are as strong as themselves when the ontology is counted.
Even if this white bone luck path defies the sky and learns the supernatural power of one qi and three clears, it is estimated that it is the limit.
And the demon kings and the audience have been completely stupid, this white bone subverts their cognition again and again, every time he feels that he has reached the limit, the result is unexpected every time, and there will always be a new hole card.
"Is this the gap, Nima, we can just have one of his powerful hole cards against the sky, how much more does he have."
This player has spoken to many people, and the gap is too big.
His doppelgangers naturally have a limit, and for each more clone, the duration of his clones will be reduced by one minute, and four clones will appear, and three minutes should be enough.
The fourth doppelganger has also appeared, Bailu's eyes are full of despair, he has reached the limit at the moment, let alone seven peaks, even if there is another one, he can't hold it, but he has been blowing for a long time, and now let him beg for mercy, he can't say it anyway.
Just when the fourth Zhang Fan was about to pinch the trick, an auspicious cloud fell from the sky, ignoring the defensive array at all, accompanied by a voice at the same time: "Xiaoyou, please be merciful." ββ¦β¦