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Gotta be in a hurry!

Zhao Lao stretched out his hand, put the wrist of his right hand, put it on the edge of the artifact, and swiped it gently.

The blood, along the blade of the Blood Demon Blade, slowly merged into the Blood Demon Blade, lost the artifact of the artifact, and had already become unconscious, the first thing that woke it up was Zhang Fan's blood, at this time, poured into Zhang Fan's blood, the Blood Demon Blade, and there was no rejection.

Periphery, Qin Louyun looked at "Zhang Fan" who was trying to control the artifact with an expressionless face, and his face was surprisingly different.

The people around him were still attacking desperately, but he knew that it was too late.

The Blood Demon Weapon Soul will definitely leave a way back for itself!

Sure enough, when "Zhang Fan" subdued the Blood Demon Blade that had lost his weapon spirit, he raised his head and smiled strangely at everyone present.

Then, he turned into a white light and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

After Zhang Fan disappeared, everyone was stunned, and everyone couldn't believe that there was actually one person who was able to take away food in the tiger's mouth of so many Demon Weapon Saints!

This is a **** naked provocation, and the face of every magic weapon saint is hot, as if he was slapped by Zhang Fan with all his strength!

The last smile was like a mockery, but this smile appeared uncontrollably in everyone's minds.

Those unruly pupils, coupled with that weird smile, were like nightmares in everyone's minds.

"It's ...... What's going on?" Li Qiucheng's eyes twitched, no, his whole body twitched.

Qin Louyun's face was pale, and he didn't say a word.

How long has it been since I was so angry?

Zhan Yun Wu Xuan lowered his head and groped around on the altar, as if he wanted to find a way to get out of here, but he soon discovered that this teleportation array was actually the only teleportation magic array on one side.

In other words, this magic array can only teleport away one person.

He punched the altar hard, and said with a hideous face: "He, who is it!!"

If anyone can answer this question, then I believe that as long as they leave here, all the super forces will start to cooperate and kill this person in a very abnormal way.

Only by killing this person can they wash away their shame!

Qin Louyun was the first to wake up from his anger, glanced at Wen Tianxing, and said in a low voice, "Those eyes, Brother Wen, do you have an impression?"

After being reminded by Qin Lou Yunyi, Wen Tianxing reacted quickly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes became more and more round: "It's him! But, isn't he already dead?"

"Ahhh

A series of screams echoed through an extremely ordinary hill in the Beast Mountain Range.

In an underground passage in the hills, to be exact.

Zhang Fan held his head in both hands, constantly rolling on the ground, his whole body bent slightly, like a lobster arching his body.

The severe pain made Zhang Fan almost feel like he wanted to commit suicide, even the pain of completely crushing and reconstructing his hand in "Demon Weapon Refining Technique" was not as good as one ten-thousandth of the current pain.

This is the overuse of mental power.

In the Demon Weapon Continent, spiritual power has always been an extremely esoteric knowledge, and few people can fully understand it, and the study of spiritual power is often just something that refiners have to do.

And even if it has developed until now, even some super forces have not studied spiritual power very thoroughly.

In the eyes of the super forces, letting the people under them cultivate their spiritual power is not to make them become refiners, after all, this is too nonsense, and the main reason is to prevent the other party from using spiritual power to attack the method in battle.

If a person uses the Spiritual Power Attack Method against another person who has little understanding of spiritual power or has not cultivated spiritual power, then the effect is extremely obvious, and even directly causes the attacked person to become a vegetative person, but as long as the person being attacked has cultivated spiritual power, even if the level of cultivation is only used to defend and discover the attack of spiritual power.

Then, you can easily defuse the attack of spiritual power.

Therefore, even people with super power take it for granted that even if the spiritual power is cultivated to a high level, it is useless.

In fact, this is also the case, except for refiners, very few people will go to specialize in cultivating spiritual power.

This seems to have become a consensus on the Demon Continent.

Another reason is because of the uncertainty of mental power.

Compared with magic control, the characteristic of spiritual power is that it can be overdrawn, just like two pools of water, the water that represents magic control is gone after it is used up, and it must be restored through cultivation, or some special medicines, such as the blood red wine brewed by the blood-red trioccular.

But if the pool of spiritual power is used up, it can still forcibly seep out some water to use, but relatively speaking, the price is very large.

There was once a genius refiner in the Refining Alliance who spent seven days and seven nights of sleepless refining on spiritual power in order to study where the bottom limit of spiritual power was.

As a result, by the time the people of the Alchemy Alliance discovered him, the genius refiner had turned into a vegetative person.

From now on, the Refining Alliance will tell every refiner who joins - you must not overdraw your spiritual power!

It was like a sword of Damocles hanging overhead, and overdrawing mental power was equivalent to turning on a time bomb button.

However, it is naturally impossible for Zhang Fan, a refiner of the wild road, to know all this.

So he could only keep rolling on the ground and wailing.

At the same time, in the [Small World] of his spiritual sea, Zhao Lao also reached an extremely critical time.

In the center of the small world, a long blade with a whole body of blood red is horizontal in the air, and above the blood blade, it constantly exudes a palpitating power, giving people the feeling that as long as they touch it, the whole body will be covered with blood.

Old Zhao sat in front of the blood blade, his face solemn.

"Bloodfiend's Blade. Zhao Lao stared at the blood blade tightly and muttered.

His face was gray, without any blood, and the whole person seemed to have become much older, and there was no life in his body, like a dead man.

Only staring at the Blood Demon Blade, there was still a hint of anger.

"Ahem. Zhao Lao coughed twice, and suddenly stretched out his hands and clinged to the Blood Demon Blade tightly.

A simple and vast incantation was recited by him.

It is not the language of this continent, it only gives people a profound and difficult taste, but listening to the ears, it gives people a feeling of syllables that were born with the beginning of heaven and earth.

Listening to these spells, Zhang Fan's headache seemed to be better, and he forcibly opened his eyes and gasped for breath.

In his ears, those incomprehensible syllables still echoed, but Zhang Fan's attention was quickly attracted to the [Small World].

"It's ...... What?"

His eyes widened and he stared blankly into the small world.

At this time, the small world was in shambles, as if it had experienced an incomparably tragic battle, and there were deep pits everywhere.

But the most striking thing is not this, but some fragments in the pit.

Although it was blood-red and of unknown material, Zhang Fan could clearly tell from the touch that this material was an extremely special and precious material - it was like a fragment of the Blood Demon Blade.

He raised his head:

In the sky overhead, it seemed that eight iron chains stretched out from the void, and these eight iron chains converged at a point in the small world, firmly fixing the humanoid thing in the small world.

Yes, it's like some religious legend that is sealed in space.

Zhang Fan stared blankly at the shadow pinned in the air, and whispered cautiously: "Old Zhao?"

The figure nailed there slowly raised his head, still the same extremely familiar face, but Zhang Fan obviously felt that something was different.

The pupil on the left side of Zhao Lao was still the same as always, his eyes were full of rebelliousness, but the pupil on the right was extremely red, full of a blood-stained madness.

Two pupils fell on Zhang Fan's body at the same time.

"Mouth mouth!" The piercing laughter suddenly sounded, and Zhao Lao said coldly: "I didn't expect that the old man also miscalculated, and it was worthy of being an artifact, and he was able to break free from the old man's control, but ......"

Speaking of this, a deep pain suddenly flashed on Zhao Lao's face, and he endured the pain, he grinned and said, "But even so, the old man has a hundred ways to clean him up!"

Zhang Fan was taken aback, Zhao Lao's plan failed?

He looked at Zhao Lao worriedly and asked, "What about your lifespan?"

"Hehe" Zhao Lao laughed lowly: "Don't worry about this, the old man used a special secret method to fuse himself and the artifact, and after becoming a tool spirit, he used a special ancient secret technique, this secret technique is not aggressive, but it can seal the artifact permanently." ”

"Seal?" Zhang Fan looked at the eight iron chains around Zhao Lao's body, and after a closer look, the eight iron chains were full of various esoteric magic patterns, and the eight iron chains were like eight giant dragons.

And the iron chain fell directly into Zhao Lao's body, as if eight dragons were directly biting a person.

I guess the name of this seal is related to the dragon, right?

Zhang Fan guessed, but since Zhao Lao was fine, then he didn't have to care, he raised his head and asked, "Since this is the case, there should be a lot of sequelae, right?"

"So to speak. Zhao Lao smiled indifferently and said: "It's the sequelae, it's actually infected by this artifact, it's just that the old man will become cruel and murderous in the future, but since the old man has been sealed, it's nothing." ”

Cruelty and murder?

Zhang Fan's mind came to mind Zhao Lao, who was eager to provide some torture methods every time he killed someone, and smiled dryly: "Really? That doesn't seem to be any sequelae." ”

"But it should be more beneficial to you. Zhao Lao didn't care about Zhang Fan's weak complaint, pointed to the remains of the pair of artifacts on the ground, and said coldly: "This is the remains of the artifact body, although it has been broken, and the most central core has also been absorbed into my body, but these leftovers should be of great benefit to you." ”

"Nuclear, what is that?" Zhang Fan noticed something else in Zhao's old words. (To be continued.) )