Seeing that the Colorful Demon Ding was getting bigger and bigger, and there were signs of sinking more and more, Chen Fan was not in a hurry, he knew that this was the last struggle of the Colorful Demon Ding, if he could completely defeat its resistance intention with the Demon Burning Sword, it would naturally be of great benefit to his own sacrifice.

So Chen Fan didn't say a word, and stuck the Demon Burning Sword on the ground, and suddenly the ice on the ground shattered to the ground, forming countless cracks, and scattered to the side.

As soon as the Demon Burning Sword was inserted into the ground, it immediately grew and lengthened at an extremely rapid rate, competing with the Colorful Demon Ding on the top of its head.

I only heard a bang, and the Burning Demon Sword rose to more than three zhang long, and its blade stabbed into the Colorful Demon Ding's Ding, and suddenly triggered an incomparably strong explosion, and the light that burst out made Chen Fan unable to open his eyes.

After the explosion, the Demon Burning Sword quickly shrank, and at the same time, a small gap was punched on the blade, although it was only a small gap, but it was enough to shock Chen Fan.

This Demon Burning Sword has not been damaged by anything since he followed him, and today the sword blade was hit by a small gap in the Colorful Demon Ding, how could this not make him shocked?

At the same time, the colorful demon tripod was strongly impacted by the Demon Burning Sword, and it was also shocked to the breath in the furnace tripod, and a corner of the furnace tripod was also pierced by the Demon Burning Sword A small skeleton.

At this time, the Colorful Demon Ding had been seriously injured, and naturally he could no longer devour Chen Fan, Chen Fan smiled slightly, waved his left hand, and hit several ice blades, and quickly sealed the Colorful Demon Ding.

And after the colorful demon tripod was frozen, its size gradually shrank, and soon it became only the size of a palm.

Chen Fan looked at the Colorful Demon Ding on the ground, and suddenly had an indescribable strange feeling, he felt that within the Colorful Demon Ding, there seemed to be a faint voice begging for mercy and something like that.

This situation made him feel very weird, because he had never had such a magic weapon, and he would actually communicate with humans, the previous jade flute could understand human nature, but it was only to carry out his Chen Fan's orders, and he would never take the initiative to communicate with humans.

"Yo, this magic weapon is still a spiritual magic weapon, you kid has made a lot of money now!" Yang Zheng said with a smile.

The so-called spiritual magic weapon actually refers to the spiritual magic weapon, and the magic weapon has different functions. The power is different, but there are three levels according to their respective ranks.

The lowest level is the magic weapon of the lower spirit, most of these magic weapons are infinitely powerful, but they do not have human thinking and spirituality, and they only belong to the category of murder weapons.

The more medium is the magic weapon of the spirit, these magic weapons are not only infinitely powerful, but also can be attacked or defended according to the will of the owner, this kind of magic weapon is a relatively rare magic weapon, very rare.

And the best magic weapon is naturally a spiritual magic weapon like the Colorful Demon Ding, this kind of magic weapon is not only infinitely powerful, but also spiritually abundant, and can also communicate with the master of the heart, unlike the spirit magic weapon, will only carry out the master's orders without restrictions.

Under normal circumstances, the magic weapon of the spirit has its own judgment, and many times it is not according to the master's arrangement to attack, but even so, it will also judge the situation, attack or defend according to the understanding of the battle situation, and usually, they will make a very favorable judgment, their thinking is far more active and advanced than humans, so once they fight, their usefulness is more useful than ten martial artists in the martial emperor period.

It's a pity that Qi Immortal won't use this magic weapon, otherwise, he Chen Fan will definitely be unable to escape death.

Chen Fan's right hand drew through the void, and in the blink of an eye, he opened his mouth and spit out a trace of spiritual power, and instantly hit the spiritual power on the spirit rune, and then he waved his big hand, and the spirit rune flashed with bursts of light, sticking to the periphery of the colorful demon tripod.

The moment the spirit rune was just pasted on the Colorful Demon Ding, the Colorful Demon Ding seemed to have been hit hard, and it made an incomparably roaring sound, which seemed to be a terrible sob, and it seemed to be an infinite wail, in short, it sounded very palpitating.

The spirit rune hit the periphery of the Colorful Demon Ding, which can only temporarily seal the spirituality of the Colorful Demon Ding, if you want to really make it succumb to your own thoughts, you have to instill divine consciousness in it.

This is the so-called devouring of the divine consciousness, and only by entering the divine consciousness into the spirituality of the Colorful Demon Ding can the Colorful Demon Ding obey his own decisions.

Chen Fan didn't say a word, and immediately stimulated one after another dark cold qi all over his body, at this moment, Chen Fan's physique has become a cold physique, so his talent has also changed from yang talent to yin talent, that is to say, his spiritual power, his tricks, and everything about him are related to coldness.

At this time, one after another cold qi turned into countless strange corpse insects, and this corpse insect swam in mid-air for a while, and immediately drilled into the body of the Colorful Demon Ding, and at this time, the Colorful Demon Ding emitted a strong light.

At the same time, the Colorful Demon Ding was also jumping straight all over, and even jumped up and up, Chen Fan naturally knew that at this moment, the spirituality in the Colorful Demon Ding was competing with his Yin and Cold Divine Sense, so there would be such a strange vision.

Chen Fan frowned, and immediately struck out several ice blades, and at the same time aggravated the volatilization of the cold qi, at this time, countless corpse insect black shadows were surging into the colorful demon ding, and began to slowly build Chen Fan's absolute authority of the divine sense.

Soon a stick of incense time passed, half an hour passed, and an hour passed.

Until the Colorful Demon Ding burst out of white smoke from time to time, and Chen Fan's forehead was full of cold sweat, suddenly the Colorful Demon Ding burst out with an incomparably strong light, according to the seven colors of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and when it came to the last purple, the Colorful Demon Ding finally told the rotation from mid-air, and slowly landed in front of Chen Fan.

At this time, although Chen Fan was overjoyed, he was physically and mentally exhausted, and in order to refine this colorful demon tripod, he consumed almost half of his yin and cold qi!

This is an unprecedented situation, even when he was refining the jade flute, he had never worked so hard, not to mention that he is now in the soul refining period of the three-grade cultivation, and his past self is not the same, if his current cultivation is still in the Dan period, I am afraid that the sacrifice will not be successful for a lifetime, maybe he will be re-devoured by the Colorful Demon Ding!

When Chen Fan was practicing, he had heard Yang Zheng say such a strange thing, in a certain fourth-level martial artist country, there was a martial artist who cultivated in the martial mad period, and inadvertently picked up a magic weapon that was at least the martial arts stage in a certain day, and the martial artist was overjoyed, and immediately found a secret cave to start the sacrifice, in a vain attempt to make the infinitely powerful magic weapon his own.

As a result, because his cultivation was not advanced enough, not only could he not refine the magic weapon of the spirit, but he was sacrificed and refined by the magic weapon, and from then on, the warrior became an accessory of the magic weapon and became a walking corpse.

To Chen Fan's ears, this matter is really incredible, but in the vast world, there are many strange things, and many spiritual magic weapons are infinitely powerful, they can sacrifice martial artists, and drive martial artists to use them for their own use, which is naturally a very common thing.

Chen Fan let out a long breath, and immediately absorbed the cold aura emanating from a lot of small holes.