After swallowing Mr. Ghost Dance's soul, the energy has been transforming, Zhang Fan's original plan was to rely on this power to impact the shackles of the Yuan Infant, but what happened after stepping into the Zhou Demon World made him think a little more.

In the face of this kind of tribulation consummation shrouded under the big array, he has no way to defeat it, even the Divine Mind Flying Knife can't kill Xiao Soul, the best result is to cause serious injury to his soul, but if Zhang Fan uses the Divine Mind Flying Knife to impact the Tribulation Consummation, he will only have a chance to hit at most. Although the Tower of Babel can be hidden, the artifact will not move by itself after all, and it will definitely be discovered by Xiao Soul after a long time, not to mention that it is still in his small world.

So Zhang Fan chose to directly impact the third turn of the nine-turn condensate!

The body against the heavens will attract the power of heavenly punishment, and the upper limit of this small world obviously exceeds the mortal world, reaching the consummation of the tribulation, if it attracts the heavenly punishment, it will face the real ninety-nine tribulations, which is more than the previous life!

Try to try to make the soul energy transformed by Mr. Onimai's soul not enough to hit the third turn, but so what?

When Zhang Fan's body bloomed with an incomparably dazzling white light, the entire small world seemed to tremble.

Xiao Soul was suddenly shocked, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom.

"How is it possible? how can you invoke the punishment of heaven, no! no way!" he roared, a look of disbelief on his face.

Using the Yuan Infant Early Condensation Realm to induce Heavenly Punishment is simply unheard of, and it's no wonder Xiao Soul can't believe it!

Once the Heavenly Punishment is triggered, the great power of Heaven and Earth will directly break through the small world, smash the large array that envelops and block the aura of Xiao Soul, and his Tribulation Consummation will have nothing to hide, and they will bear the furious thunder washing above the Nine Heavens together.

A series of powerful streamers shot out from his hands, each impact was like a comet impact, exploding on the silver light outside Zhang Fan's body, and the terrifying wave of qi directly shook those Yuan Ying, Huashen and Ruan Qingwu thousands of meters, blood sprayed directly, and life and death were unknown.

Zhang Fan's qi and blood were churning in the midst of the bombardment, and the condensed true yuan was constantly strengthening his ice muscles, jade bones, and silver blood!

But such a strong body still cracked its wounds in the bombardment of Xiao Soul, the tear became bigger and bigger, and silver blood began to flow out!

The corners of Zhang Fan's lips flashed with an indifferent smile, and a mouthful of blood overflowed, and the silver light was even better!

Under the shroud of silver light, the scars on his body recovered in an instant!

"The third turn of the Nine Turns Condensation!

Sudden increase in power!

Bang!

The small world suddenly trembled violently, the void tore open, the thunder exploded, and the heavenly punishment began to condense!

Xiao Soul was covered in cold sweat at the moment, how many years, he had forgotten what it was like to shed a cold sweat, and his thoughts were churning violently in his mind: "What kind of exercise is this, it is so against the sky, even heaven and earth can't tolerate it!" His recovery ability is too strong, unless he is killed with one blow with the help of the power of heaven and earth in the small world, he can't be stopped at all!"

But!

The big array blocked his breath, and it also locked his opportunity to mobilize the power of the small world heaven and earth!

The power of this heaven and earth was originally a sharp spear in Xiao Soul's hands, but now it has become a strong shield to restrain him!

"Zhang Fan, stop, stop me! Let's make a heavenly oath together, I will let you go, and you will never be the enemy again?" Xiao Soul roared frantically: "Even if you urge the heavenly punishment? Under the heavenly punishment, no matter how strong you are, it is impossible to survive the ninety-nine tribulations, and when the time comes, not only will you and I be wiped out, but all the living beings in this small world will die under the heavenly punishment, and once the small world collapses, the mortal world will also suffer the doomsday catastrophe! Countless living beings will perish because of you, and this catastrophe that the Xia Kingdom Cloud Realm and the Southern Realm cannot escape!!!"

Xiao Soul's voice was extremely loud, and it almost shook the entire small world in the back, and everyone changed from shock to fear after hearing this voice!

Zhang Fan was silent, and continued to condense, Guanghua was like blowing up a balloon to get bigger and bigger!

"Zhang Fan, aren't you afraid of countless karmic fires?"

This voice came from the other end of the void, piercing through the outer hole of the large array, black robes and black hair, and black mist condensed around his body!

The master of the small world!

Old Devil Zhou!

Zhang Fan was still deaf, and a thunder light rippled out in the void, and the terrifying silver-white thunder light like a desolate dragon began to change color, and the red stained the surface.

"I'm not even afraid of the ashes of my soul, so why don't I be afraid of the karmic fire of sin!"

The cyan fireworks in Zhang Fan's eyes went out at this moment, shook his head and sneered, and rushed towards the golden silk thread in Xiao Soul's angry glare!

The power of heavenly punishment tugs Zhang Fan's soul, which is completely different from the heavenly tribulation of the original mortal world.

In fact, Zhang Fan didn't have any hatred for Xiao Soul, and he didn't even dislike it.

He has seen a lot of such an existence, and he can understand this kind of person, who will do anything for his own prospects, and if he wants to blame it, he will meet the equally crazy Zhang Fan.

What is Zhang Fan's rebirth?

It's not about competing with others for a while, but about stepping towards the pinnacle of the strongest.

If you don't touch me, let you roar and roar like a dog, but if you touch my scales, then I'm sorry, I can only use blood and life to end up.

As for the rules!

In the world of monks, there has always been only strength, no rules.

Zhang Fan has long been aware of these and is extremely transparent.

The wind danced violently around the small world, and the Lord of the South finally appeared in the void, a handsome and evil young body, and his favorite body.

Behind him, a young woman with an elegant temperament was locked in the void, it was He Qingqing.

She couldn't speak, she was completely frozen in the void, she couldn't do anything at all, she could only look at Zhang Fan who was wrapped in silver-white brilliance in a daze, she looked very seriously, as if she wanted to keep all his face in her mind.

The wind was really strong, and the trees of the big and small worlds were uprooted, rolled into the void, and were immediately split into powder by the furious True Yuan.

"Zhang Fan, if you don't stop, she will die in front of you first!"

The Lord of the Southern Realm stood proudly in the void, looking at the flowing fire that kept falling from the sky, black smoke and burning filled the void, looking at the sky and the collapsed sky as if it were about to shatter in front of him, his expression was full of indifference.

A little fingertip!

The power of the Void Perfection exploded above the void!

"Here comes the sword!"

A majestic roar, a little less frightened in the voice, a little more heroic!

The wind ruffled his black hair, and there was a throbbing sparkle in his eyes!

This moment!

Countless brilliance sprouted out of the ground, and the Zhou Demon World seemed to have sword shadows planted in every existing land, and in an instant, ten thousand swords were one!

The tip of the sword hung directly on He Qingqing's head.

In the blink of an eye, Zhang Fan had blasted open the golden silk thread, directly exploding the large array blocking Xiao Soul's aura, and the silver brilliance in the sky dissipated in the blink of an eye!

"It's a failure, the gap is so big......"

Zhang Fan spurted out a mouthful of silver blood, and the energy of Mr. Ghost Dance and the Nine Ghost Generals had been exhausted, and leaving the third turn immortal body of the Nine Turns Condensate was a full seventy percent difference in True Yuan, which was out of reach!

The soul was touched at all, and the heavenly punishment induced by Zhang Fan could not really condense at this moment!

After all, the gap from the third turn is too big, but the thunder has not really ended!

Because! The great array was broken, and Xiao Soul's consummation aura had already been perceived and locked by heaven and earth!

The Ninety-Nine Tribulations of the True Tribulation Completion were accomplished in one fell swoop!

"It's really dark!"

Zhang Fan's eyes were still indifferent, stepping on the void to face the Lord of the Southern Realm of the Third World, there was no sadness or joy!

In the midst of the raging winds, he confronted the Lord of the Southern Realm in the air!

In this instant, it was as if the whole small world had been frozen.

Their eyes all focused on the two above the void, as if they wanted to watch this real peerless duel before they vanished!

Nansu Old Immortal's eyes widened, and he didn't run away again!

At this moment!

He has nowhere to run!

(End of chapter)