readx;?“ How is it possible, you, you lied to me!" Feng Wuxian screamed, the pores all over his body continued to ooze a trace of blood, he desperately wanted to shake off the Blood Demon Blade in his hand, but all this was in vain. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Wind without a trace, thank you. The Blood Demon Weapon Soul Yin smiled, turned his head, and slammed his hand.

A ray of blood slammed into Feng Wuji's back, Feng Wuji's face turned pale in an instant, he screamed, and the whole person slowly melted.

And at this moment, the blood light on the Blood Demon Blade suddenly flourished.

After a "stab".

Everyone looked at Feng Wuji's position again, and there was only a puddle of human skin, bones and muscles mixed with the substance, obviously, all the blood on Feng Wuji's body was sucked up by the Blood Demon Blade.

Everyone gasped, but something even more desperate had happened.

The blood demon soul in the sky, as if it had taken some great tonic, the dim blood light became bright again.

"This idiot!" Qin Louyun said with a pale face.

Wen Tianxing's face was also extremely ugly, after all, they had spent so much effort to finally consume the power of the Blood Demon Weapon Soul, but the wind was traceless, but they rushed forward stupidly, not only giving away their own lives, but also recovering the strength of the Blood Demon Weapon Soul.

On the ground, everyone in the Holy Stone Alliance looked ashen, and many people secretly scolded Feng Wuxian for his recklessness in their hearts, and even some people had already made up their minds in their hearts, this time when they went back, they must break away from the Holy Stone Alliance, after all, Feng Wuxian died, and the strength of the Holy Stone Alliance was greatly damaged, and what Feng Wuxian did just now offended all the super forces, and when the time comes, the Holy Stone Alliance will definitely have no good fruit to eat!

Not to mention the Holy Stone Alliance, although Qin Louyun, Wen Tianxing and the others were eager to crush the wind without a trace and scatter the ashes, they had to face a more dangerous situation, that is, the recovered Blood Demon Weapon Soul.

"Brother Wen, keep attacking!" Qin Louyun said coldly: "Although he has absorbed a Demon Weapon Saint, it is absolutely impossible for him to fully recover, otherwise, he would have done this a long time ago, and there should be some serious side effects." ”

"Looks like we're thinking of going together!" Wen Tianxing smiled coldly, and violently danced Poseidon's wrath.

The battle continued, and soon, everyone found that although the Blood Demon Blade had recovered a lot of strength, its attack was even weaker than before.

This discovery immediately made everyone excited again, constantly urging the ancient weapons, and the blood demon weapon soul screamed again and again.

"The Holy Stone Alliance, I'm afraid it will be removed from now on. Qin Qing'er glanced at the Holy Stone Alliance that was huddled together not far away, and said coldly.

Heilan smiled and said, "It's just the difference between a little earlier and a little later." ”

Qin Qing'er's pupils shrank, and she sneered: "It seems that you are very favored by Wen Tianxing, and he will tell you this." ”

"Who called her the goddaughter of President Wen? Heilan smiled, turned her head, and threw a wink at Zhang Fan, but she was suddenly stunned and stared at Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan lowered his head, didn't say a word, his body, without any movement, as if he was dead.

Heilan suddenly felt bad and hurriedly wanted to move Zhang Fan's body, but she suddenly found that Zhang Fan's left hand was like an iron tong firmly clamping her left arm, so that she couldn't move at all!

"This ...... What's going on?"

In the small world, Zhang Fan stared at Zhao Lao solemnly.

"Old Zhao, are you serious?"

Of course, the old man has to fight, otherwise, the old man's life expectancy is probably less than three years. Zhao Lao raised his head, sighed lonely, and laughed at himself: "Old man, I don't want to die." ”

Zhang Fan was slightly stunned, and then laughed: "Haha, Old Zhao, I didn't expect you to change." ”

Zhao Lao sneered: "Those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, next to you, a boy who is afraid of death, the old man is also infected." ”

"Qubble, you old guy is afraid of death!" Zhang Fan said with a smile, his heart was extremely relaxed.

"Hmph!" Zhao Lao snorted coldly, put away his smile, and said with a serious face: "After using my strength last time, I found that my lifespan that could have been shortened to ten years has been shortened to three years, so this time, I must do my best, if I don't succeed, then, I'm afraid I will disappear completely...... So ......"

"Don't worry. Zhang Fan grinned, and said indifferently: "The big deal is the sequelae of the headache, I can still bear this pain." ”

He immediately said excitedly: "But snatching the artifact in front of so many magic weapon saints, it's a little exciting to think about it!"

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Hailan shook Zhang Fan with a grim face.

Qin Qing'er also found out that something was wrong, and she felt that Zhang Fan's body conveyed to her an extremely dangerous feeling.

At this time, she couldn't care about anything, and the palm of her left hand stretched out, forming a blade, and slashed at Zhang Fan's neck.

With her body comparable to a third-order demonic beast, if she was sturdy this time, Zhang Fan would definitely die!

But her hand stopped in mid-air and looked at Zhang Fan dumbfounded.

No, this isn't the kid from before!

"Hmph, how long has it been, no one dares to do this to the old man!" Zhang Fan raised his head, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of rebelliousness!

Zhao Lao, strike again!

"Who are you!" In an instant, Qin Qing'er reacted, subconsciously wanting to retreat, yes, she subconsciously wanted to escape from Zhang Fan.

Because from the man in front of her, she felt a deep fear.

This feeling is like facing an angry head of the house!

"Impossible!"

"How is this possible!"

Qin Qing'er and Hailan exclaimed at the same time.

In the mouths of "Zhang Fan", there were constantly unscrupulous ridicules, and the voices became louder and louder, Qin Qing'er and Hailan felt like they were stuffed with ice cubes in their clothes-they were cold.

The two wanted to exclaim loudly, but they soon found that none of the people around them turned their heads as if they hadn't heard the shrill laughter.

What's going on?

Qin Qing'er looked around, and soon, she found a faint light curtain at a distance of more than ten meters on her side.

"Silent Enchantment!" she exclaimed, a flash of despair in her eyes.

If it is a silent enchantment released by others, under the joint efforts of her and Heilan, I am afraid that it can be broken with a single face, but the silent enchantment arranged by this mysterious person, if the two of them want to break through, it will definitely take five or six rounds!

Five or six rounds is enough for the mysterious young man in front of him to kill them a dozen times!

This is the gap between the Demon Weapon Emperor and the Demon Weapon Saint, like the distance between heaven and earth, out of reach!

Qin Qing'er closed her eyes, she had already given up fearless resistance.

Her mind was ethereal.

"Qing'er, do you want to become a magic weapon saint?"

A familiar voice rang in her ears, and she felt as if she had returned to that dream.

Looking at the immature little girl in front of her, Qin Qing'er tried to reach out and want to organize the little girl.

However, the Demon Weapon Saint is a temptation that cannot be refused by anyone in the Qin family, how could Qin Qing'er, who has been implanted with the powerful concept of the Demon Weapon Saint since childhood, refuse?

"After becoming a Demon Weapon Saint, will Qing'er be able to fly freely in the air?" Qin Qing'er asked with an innocent expression as she crossed her feet.

The man in front of him smiled slightly, nodded, and replied affirmatively, "Yes, of course." ”

"Boom!" Qin Qing'er's mind flashed some fragments of pictures, which she didn't want to recall, making her let out a piercing scream.

Qin Qing'er kept shaking, her fingertips gradually lost their blood, becoming extremely cold, and the back of her head was buzzing, so that she couldn't tell what these sounds were at all.

At this moment, a voice sounded in her ears: "Sleep." ”

The voice was very unfamiliar, not from the Qin family, nor the harsh voice that made people feel frightened from the heart, but an extremely calm voice, just like the young man named "Ma Tao".

Qin Qing'er found that her eyelids had become extremely heavy, extremely heavy, and finally, she closed her eyes.

Looking at the two women who were lying on the ground and sleeping extremely sweetly, Zhao Lao pursed his lips in disdain: "When will your overflowing love be able to restrain a little." ”

"Everyone has things they don't want to recall, since I broke into the deepest part of her memory by chance, the toll fee, just spare her from dying. In [Small World], Zhang Fan turned his head and was duplicitous.

Previously, Zhao Lao coincidentally triggered Qin Qing'er's buried memory in the depths, and this memory was shared with Zhao Lao and Zhang Fan.

Is this the strongest Qin family on the mainland?

It turns out that they are just like this, so they have gained great abilities.

Zhang Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and the girl's helpless voice echoed in his mind.

"Help me...... Help me...... I don't want to kill him......"

Zhang Fan shook his head, allowing himself to stop thinking about Qin Qing'er's memory.

But even if he wanted to help, he didn't have any power.

Just like now, the only thing he can rely on is Zhao Lao, and Zhao Lao relies on luck.

Zhang Fan was a little puzzled, he would choose to accompany Zhao Lao crazy, even if Zhao Lao could recover his strength in his heyday, he would definitely not be the opponent of so many Demon Weapon Saints present, not to mention, now Zhao Lao's ability is only less than half of what he was in his heyday.

Moreover, there are no ancient weapons yet!

However, after Zhao Lao raised the news, especially Zhao Lao said frankly, if he didn't win the artifact, then his lifespan would only be three years at most, and Zhang Fan still made up his mind to help him.

All along, it was Zhao Lao who was helping him, although the master-apprentice agreement between the two was like a deal, even if Zhao Lao was always sneering after he was hit every time, but Zhang Fan was not a fool, he could see that Zhao Lao really cared about him.

It's time to repay Zhao Lao.

Zhang Fan slowly opened his hands, his mind became extremely ethereal, and a huge and incomparably large vortex of spiritual power suddenly appeared in the sky above the small world that had gradually recovered. (To be continued.) )