After five years of the Great War of the Demons in Cangluan Prefecture, the aura continued to decline, and the light between heaven and earth was dim and dim.

The calamity came, and the sorrowful roar of whimpering vicissitudes sounded in the hearts of the world, the earth shook, and the starry sky faintly presented a series of visions.

The major dynasties descended from the common people to the people who cultivated the immortal sects, and they were all terrified.

The Funeral Spirit Mountain Range, which is closer to the Northern Sacrifice City, is already withered, not a single inch of grass is bleak and desolate, and the rich blood-colored miasma converges into the mountain range.

In a valley in the Burial Spirit Mountain Range, Ji Fan, who had a solemn expression, had already come out of the stone cave.

"Are you going to start?"

Ji Fan took a deep breath, his head swayed slightly, and a piece of jade light erupted into the valley.

If there were outsiders in the valley at this time, I am afraid that they would all be shocked, and a jade light revealed many treasures.

Putting away all the things stored in the jade tooth, Ji Fan poked two fingers into his mouth and pulled out the jade tooth as well.

Ji Fan looked up at the night sky and found that the full moon was faintly revealing blood.

"Not a good sign!"

Ji Fan sat down in the valley, and the Demon Vajra Tree transformed by the two filaments of light was separated on both sides of Ji Fan.

During the year he came to the Funeral Spirit Mountain Range, Ji Fan was in a state of pure cultivation, trying his best to return to his true nature, in order to deal with the catastrophe.

"Jingle bell~~~"

Thirty-six chain hammers poured out of the metal hoist, giving a sense of caution.

In the night, the blood moon had only one side at first, but it was slowly expanding, and the dark red blood-colored patches gradually changed the moonlight, looking like corpses.

The starry sky map of Lianzhu is also beginning to turn red, looking strange and terrifying, which makes Ji Fan feel ominous.

Ji Fan, who was sitting in the valley, only felt that the night was so long, as if it had been constant for a long time.

"Woo~~~"

I don't know when, the whining tide sprung up in the Funeral Spirit Mountains.

The sorrowful sound of whimpering vicissitudes seemed to be amplified, but it was mixed with a strange sound, although it was very faint and inaudible, it shook Ji Fan's heart.

"Death knell?"

Ji Fan swallowed his saliva dryly, secretly creepy.

The dull sound of the bell seems to be in the midst of the whining tide, and it seems to come from a distant time and space, and the sorrow of those whimpering vicissitudes of life, like the mourning of a funeral.

If he could, Ji Fan would rather not hear the ethereal and tragic death knell, because it was not a good sign.

"Woo~~~"

The little hedgehog that was released ran to Ji Fan with a twist and a twist, and a pair of small eyes were so frightened that they burst into tears.

"Don't be afraid, if the situation is bad, I will protect you. Ji Fan held the little hedgehog in his arms and scratched the soft gray hair of its little belly.

In the face of such a celestial phenomenon, Ji Fan was actually very frightened, especially when the little hedgehog cried again, he was even more panicked.

"Buzz~~~"

The white fox spat out a splendid picture and released four small star stone mountains, which were spread around the valley.

At this time, the Xingchen Stone Mountain is like a stone bag that can be supported by the palm of the hand, and it is very small.

The little hedgehog calmed down a little and ran away from Ji Fan's arms, as if he knew that if they were together, they would be targeted by the catastrophe.

The starry sky and the full moon turned blood red, and Ji Fan didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing for Shi Niang to release the Xingchen Stone Mountain.

"Takashi ~~~"

The sound of grief and funeral was still lingering, and the sky was already covered with blood clouds, covering the sky and the moon, and countless lightning bolts seemed to fluctuate through the lifeless, desolate and long-standing laws.

"It's over, I can't cross it!"

Ji Fan didn't want to be pessimistic, even if there was a glimmer of hope, he had to struggle to survive, but in the face of such heavy pressure, it was beyond his imagination of the catastrophe.

"Jingle bell~~~"

Thirty-six chain hammers were coiled together, and two of them were swaying, exuding an extremely ordinary atmosphere, bringing people a sense of deception.

"Huh?"

Regarding the move of the chain hammer, Ji Fan's expression couldn't help but move.

"Boom~~~"

When the catastrophe fell, the blood thunder was like dividing the heavens and the earth, fluctuating and condensing in the sky.

The Burial Spirit Mountain Range shook the mountains, and the first to be bombarded by blood thunder was the valley where Ji Fan was located, and a mountain range with a blood-colored miasma and restrained qi.

Under Ji Fan's fearful gaze, a Buddha face placed by the chain hammer in the valley was blown up by blood thunder and torn by countless thunderbolts.

In the underground cave of the Phantom Dust Mountain Range before, the chain hammer shattered thirty-six Buddha objects, and I don't know where to roll this Buddha face, but Ji Fan observed it later.

The face of the Buddha is not a thousand faces, but has thirty-seven faces, one in the middle, and eighteen faces are carved on each side of each layer.

Ji Fan didn't expect that in the midst of the catastrophe, it was the Buddha who bore the first to suffer from it.

"Could it be that this Buddha face was deliberately released by the chain hammer in order to delay?" Ji Fan watched the Buddha face gradually distort in the blow and tear of the thunder, and guessed in horror in his heart.

For ordinary monks, it is not easy to carry a thunderbolt, but the lightning strike in front of him is lingering.

"This Buddha face is so resistant!"

Looking at the Buddha face torn by the thunder light group in mid-air, which had gradually emitted smoke, Ji Fan realized that this mask was definitely a very strong antiquity.

The blood thunder that contains the desolate and long-term law is not at all comparable to the ordinary heavenly thunder, even if it doesn't hit Ji Fan's figure, it makes him feel like falling into the abyss.

"No, if you don't do anything, I'm afraid you'll just sit back and wait for death, that chain hammer's behavior is very strange!" Just when Ji Fan wanted to make a move, the chain hammer moved first.

"Jingle ~~~"

A chain hammer that had absorbed the breath of the ancient spirit suddenly rolled up with the Buddha sword that had been placed in the valley.

"Takashi ~~~"

The Buddha face that was pulled into the glow of the glow was gone, and the body that turned into the glow of the glow also collapsed with the slightest crack.

"Boom~~~"

A heavenly thunderbolt rained down on the chain hammer, but it threw the Buddha sword into the air and hit the blood thunder.

"Sure enough, it's for self-preservation!"

Ji Fan put the Buddha sword and other things in the valley, because he was worried that these antiquities would lead the ancient catastrophe to his body, but he didn't expect to be used by the chain hammer.

The catastrophe of heaven and earth alone is already difficult to deal with, and now with the chain hammer in the valley, Ji Fan only feels that if necessary, he will also become a victim of the chain hammer.

"These intelligent antiquities are really a threat of disaster!" Ji Fan, who knew that he couldn't run, could only calm down and secretly observe the changes in the situation.

"When the ancient era was buried, it seems that these antiquities were the first to bear the brunt of the catastrophe. Ji Fan wasn't quite sure what kind of thoughts he should have about the hammer.

"Woo~~~"

The blood-colored miasma restrained side of the mountain range was hit by dense blood thunder, and it was even more violent, and a huge stone gourd emerged from the mountain range, causing the Burial Spirit Mountain Range to shake.

"What's that?"

Compared to the Buddha sword whose stone sheath was shattered by blood thunder, the huge stone gourd that emerged from the depths of the Burial Spirit Mountain Range could even resist the bombardment of the thunder.

Ji Fan didn't dare to show his spiritual eyes, but he could still see that the grooves on the surface of the stone gourd had a lot of small metal gourds exuding brilliance.

"Could it be that this little metal gourd is just one of them?" It was only now that Ji Fan realized that the small metal gourd he had obtained in the valley of the Burial Spirit Mountain Range was only one of the opportunities of the Burial Spirit Mountain Range.

"Ding~~~"

The small metal gourd on the ground in the valley fluctuated, as if it had been summoned by some kind of summons, and the chain hammer was wrapped up in a chain of the glory of the ancient world, and the small gourd seemed to have no intention of letting go.

However, the small metal gourd that was rolled by the chain hammer disappeared illusory.

Once upon a time, Ji Fan also once thought that the metal gourd was his, but now it seems that he realized that he was naïve enough, and he had to be thankful that he didn't let Gu Bao harm.

"I hope I can last long enough and nothing happens. Ji Fan felt that the birth of the huge stone gourd might be able to share some of the attention of the catastrophe.

At this time, the little hedgehog pouted and covered his head with a pair of small paws, only shivering.

The white fox ran to the little hedgehog at the right time, rolled it up with his elongated fox tail, and brought it to a starry stone mountain placed in the valley not far away, and motioned for Ji Fan to go too.

"The Four Star Stone Mountains didn't attract blood thunder!"

Seeing that the white fox also placed the stone-bodied little girl next to a Xingchen Stone Mountain, Ji Fan had already realized that Shi Niang should have made sure that the Xingchen Stone Mountain could protect against lightning after the catastrophe came.

"Do you want to take something. ”

In an instant, Ji Fan had a lot of hesitation in his heart, he was reluctant to give up some antiquities, but the response of the chain hammer also gave him certain hints.

"If I knew this was the case, I would have looked for more antiquities. Ji Fan grabbed the small black knife, and he also took the coffin with the jade teeth and the one-legged bronze man.

Ji Fan, the white fox, Shi Xiu, and the little hedgehog almost occupied the edge of the four shrunken star stone mountains.

"It seems that Shiniang shouldn't be a big problem!"

Finding that the white fox unfolded the splendid map, as if he was about to lead thunder at any time, Ji Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Takashi ~~~"

The Buddha sword exploded in the bombardment of the blood thunder, and as the blood thunder continued to fall, the chain hammer rolled up a black stone bead and threw it up.

"This catastrophe, I'm afraid that a large part of the antiquities will be difficult to survive!" Ji Fan was shocked in his heart, but at the same time, he felt that the remnants of these times were a little pitiful.

Thinking of the situation in the past when the chain hammer was like a miser, rolling up one treasure after another, Ji Fan also understood, I'm afraid it had already started to prepare.

"If it weren't for this chain hammer, I might not have been able to get these antiquities, and some of them were returned to me after they fell!" Ji Fan even thought that the chain hammer saved his life at a critical moment.

"Takashi ~~~"

Seeing a black stone bead shattered above the valley, and the chain hammer added another one and threw it out, Ji Fan didn't know how long the burial ancient catastrophe would last, but he felt that it was not a way to go on like this.

"Whew~~~"

Ji Fan let out a sigh of relief, in addition to holding the small black knife in his hand, he actually took a lot of things from the coffin on his back and walked to the side of the chain hammer with difficulty, hoping that it could last a little longer.

"Click!"

A red lightning bolt slashed towards the little hedgehog, and as soon as Ji Fan put down the thing, he shook himself to its side and raised the small black knife to help it carry it.

However, the lightning did not fall on Ji Fan's body, and was placed on the ground not far away, absorbed by a small inconspicuous Xingchen Stone Mountain.

I saw the white fox's claws sealed, which made the ancient text on the Xingchen Stone Mountain disappear in a flash, but the Xingchen Stone, which could absorb the blood thunder, was quickly like a red-hot soldering iron.