The golden light dissipated, and a Fang Tian painting halberd stood on the spot. Zhang Fan was a little crazy: "Don't you have any other weapons?"

Fang Tian's halberd trembled and the old man's voice came out: "The frog at the bottom of the well!"

"Damn!" Zhang Fan scolded, Fang Tian's painting halberd energy was extremely amazing, making him feel like he was in a sea of anger.

Fang Tian's painting halberd was shining with golden light, but the lines of the God Butcher on it were bright red. It is like a pillar of heaven between the independent heaven and earth, tall and inviolable.

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth, the immortal treasure body was trembling slightly at this time, his mind was in a hurry at this time, guessing if Fang Tian's painting halberd was a royal weapon, and the spirit of the instrument was revived at this time.

However, he had seen the royal weapon of the resuscitation device spirit, the measuring ruler, the purple golden bell or the royal flag had all been revived in front of his eyes, but it was very different from the state of Fang Tian's painting halberd at this time, no matter how strong the royal weapon was, it was always a weapon, and the royal weapon spirit was just a divine thought similar to a human being, which could exert most of the power of the royal weapon.

However, although Fang Tian's painting halberd was an iron-blooded murderer, Zhang Fan really sensed the fluctuations of life on this thing, as if it was flesh and blood.

Fang Tian's painting halberd was too powerful, Zhang Fan sacrificed the Tianyan needle, and the twenty divine needles returned to perfection in Wan Sheng's hand, and the special qi engine flowed out, covering him with a layer of divine light, as if to isolate him from the big world.

Fang Tian's sense of oppression was weakened to the minimum, and he let out a long breath. To this day, he doesn't know much about Tianyan Needle, but he knows that it is the secret treasure of Tianyan Holy Land, which itself has infinite changes, and it is similar to Wanshengshou, and the power of matching is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

Fang Tian's halberd rose into the air: "With your flesh and blood, sacrifice the old man's new life!"

Fang Tian's painting halberd is a very special weapon, the body is a long halberd, three meters long, the sharp blade is extremely sharp, just the qi emitted is enough to open the golden cracking stone, at both ends of the blade is a crescent-like knife edge, so that it can pick and stab like a spear, and it can also slash like a big knife.

It's a pure fighting type of murderer.

The fierce soldier slashed three dazzling rays of light in mid-air, and the void trembled wherever he passed, and the earth cracked with three terrible cracks. The edge took Zhang Fan's head, he didn't dare to slack off, and held up the two stone tablets with both hands.

The stele changed several feet tall, shattering the three sharp rays, and clasping up and down like a stone mill to hold down the fierce soldiers. Fang Tian's halberd trembled, the sound of Zheng Zheng permeated the sky, and the invincible stele opener was easily broken, and the fierce soldiers swept across the earth and arrived in front of Zhang Fan in an instant.

If it weren't for the fact that he had trained good combat reflexes in successive battles, he might have died by this time.

Narrowly and dangerously avoided the killing move, and the treasure body was almost shattered by the qi machine. He turned over and landed thirty zhang away, his body was already soaked with cold sweat, and after the treasure body was small, he had the ability not to be afraid of the peak monk, but today he was almost disemboweled.

An old man's voice came from Fang Tian's halberd: "The little loach is quite slippery!"

This is definitely not the revival of the machine spirit, Zhang Fan thought to himself. Fang Tian painted the halberd like a real person, and he was an old powerhouse who was strong on the outside and strong on the inside. Although Zhang Fan has been debuting for a long time, his eyes are limited to the Yan Kingdom, and he knows very little about the vast cultivation world, so at this time, he can only guess that there is life in Fang Tian's painting halberd.

Anyway, Zhang Fan mentioned the battle intent, and at the same time as his right hand unfolded, five thick fingers swallowed and lightning struck up, Fang Tian's halberd was very big, not dodging or dodging to meet the fingers left and right, although the fingers collided with it buzzing and turbulent, it still stood proudly in the void, it was a little surprised: "What a powerful finger! Young man, you really surprise me!"

"Then you continue to be surprised!" Zhang Fan said coldly, the treasure body was suppressed one after another, he was angry in his heart, his hands were raised, and his ten fingers were aimed at Fang Tian's halberd in unison: "Xuanzhi.. Pointing out the rivers and mountains, Dingshan River!"

Ten fingers rushed into the sky, completely blocking the area where the murderer was located, it rotated and continued to dissolve the fingers, but as more and more fingers, it was overwhelmed, and the beginning of the big opening and closing to the back of a small area of self-protection defense, Zhang Fan now firmly grasped the opportunity and controlled the fingers to attack quickly.

Fang Tian scolded: "I don't believe that you can infinitely urge this kind of finger!"

The quality of Zhang Fan's spiritual liquid is extremely high, and now his ten fingers have opened several acupoints to store high-grade spiritual liquid, so his continuous combat ability is beyond doubt, and his current reserves are enough for him to bombard for a quarter of an hour, and if he uses Mu Yuanshen, he can last all day in such a state!

Fang Tian's painting halberd was suppressed to death, its state at this time was also not optimistic, Zhang Fan's hunch was right, its internal life characteristics were the old man who was about to die, the divine power just now was forcibly raised, now that too much time has passed, it has long fallen to its peak state, and at this time, under the attack of the fingers, it is like a grass in the wind shaking its head and fluttering.

"Damn boy, draw the ground as a prison!" Fang Tian's painting halberd snorted lightly, the dim golden light on its body suddenly flourished, mixed with several dark blood streams during the period, it desperately increased its strength, and finally broke through the finger blockade, shook off the long halberd body and circled around Zhang Fan, a perfect circle appeared under his feet, ten meters in diameter and ten zhang deep. In an instant, an endless black light rushed into the circle.

"Ahh Those black lights are monstrous killing intent, like an iron grate scraping through the body frantically, making every inch of skin extremely painful, and it is also a small part of his treasure body, which would have turned into a puddle of meat mud for ordinary people. Fang Tian's halberd could no longer control the sky, fell to the ground, and said in a low voice: "It's actually forced to this point!

Wisps of cracks appeared in Zhang Fan's body, which expanded in an instant, the skin and flesh were almost separated from the bones, and the bloody bones were exposed to the air: "Ahh

However, just when his body was about to completely collapse, Mu Yuanshen shook out the source of pure life, and the rhizomes that took root in his limbs quickly restored his body.

Zhang Fan screamed and disappeared into a state of concentration, at this time he was swinging in the center of life and death, if he could survive it, his body would undergo earth-shaking changes, and even directly survive the third rebirth.

Fang Tian was silent for a long time and finally regained some strength: "Die! This terrible boy actually has such strength!"

It flew in front of the black light, and the black light also dimmed a lot at this time, and with his ability, he only let the painting ground be supported for half a quarter of an hour, but it was enough to wear out the immortal enemy.

Suddenly, a hand as white as jade poked out from the black light and grabbed Fang Tian's halberd tightly, it was shocked, and it vibrated the qi machine again and again to extinguish that kind of hand, but the hand was unmoved, only more forceful.

The moment Fang Tian drew the halberd, Zhang Fan understood the reason. Fang Tian's halberd is a fierce soldier, but there is no instrument spirit inside, but a complete human primordial god. The world is so poor that it is difficult for the king to travel all in his life. Along the way of cultivation, a hundred flowers are blooming, and in order to become stronger, human beings will do everything they can.

This old man was actually fused with the fierce soldiers, and his power was indeed incomparably powerful, and his half-step peak cultivation was enough to suppress and kill the Great Heaven Rank cultivator who had opened the Five Divine Rings. However, he is too old, even if he turns into a weapon spirit and integrates into a weapon, it will be difficult to escape the hunt of time.

"Die!" Zhang Fan's voice was extremely indifferent, and the power of the Yuan Shen penetrated the cold fierce soldiers, engulfing the old man's Yuan Shen in one bite.

Mu Yuanshen mercilessly transformed the old man's Yuanshen into his own power.

Anger, fear, and a trace of sadness were also injected into Zhang Fan's mind through the dead primordial spirit. In addition to these fragmentary memories poured into his brain, he skimmed through the miscellaneous memories and directly distilled useful information.

"Gu Zong!"

This is the memory that Zhang Fan has extracted, the old man is an ancient sect monk, just an outer disciple. This sect is very mysterious, teaching the world's miraculous skills, and the practice of integrating into the fierce soldiers is given by the ancient sect, so that the original god can be integrated into the blade in the way of the instrument, not only can obtain strong power, but also delay aging.

"Terrible Hundred Dissolving Evil Skills!" Zhang Fan was surprised, practicing this skill requires endless blood. The Howling Heaven Gang is here to kidnap mortals to provide a large amount of blood for the old man to transform. When this skill is practiced with blood to its fullest, the body will turn into flesh and blood, and its strength will swell to the point where it cannot be attached.

"Fortunately, except for a big trouble!" Zhang Fan said in his heart. Not long after the transformation of the old man began, if he devoured thousands of lives, the current Zhang Fan would definitely not be an opponent!