Wu Fan looked at the golden broadsword of Miasma Lingshuai, which was almost the same as the golden broadsword in Zhan Ling's hand. Moreover, after this miasma spirit handsome killed the miasma king, the sword was filled with the head of the miasma king. Wu Fan said secretly: This is a golden big knife, which is very mysterious. Wu Fan immediately made a move and rushed into the miasma spirit handsome's body, and then his body became larger, and he bombarded his body with fists, incinerating purple fire everywhere. Miasma Lingshuai is not better than the Miasma King, its internal structure is much simpler and narrower, and it didn't take long for this Miasma Lingshuai to be wiped out by Wu Fan from the inside out, and the golden big knife was held in Wu Fan's hand.

The rest of the miasma Lingshuai almost didn't know what was going on, and they saw that the miasma Lingshuai who killed the Miasma King had become Wu Fan. Wu Fan held the golden big knife: "Where did this knife come from?" Seeing this, the rest of the miasma Lingshuai did not dare to act rashly. Wu Fan asked again: "Where did this knife come from?"

Wu Fan swung the knife up, and he could feel a strong force of seven emotions and six desires bursting out from the knife body. Wu Fan was shocked in his heart, no matter what, he couldn't imagine that this golden big knife was a condensed Seven Emotions and Six Desires Knife, which was much more powerful than the Seven Emotions and Six Desires knife condensed by his own star soul with the power of seven emotions and six desires. The golden color of this knife body is condensed by the aura of the Barrier Spirit King. In other words, this golden broadsword is the natal knife of the Barrier Spirit King.

No one answered Wu Fan, and Wu Fan also deduced the origin of the golden broadsword when he waved the knife. The Miasma King's natal sword turned out to be condensed by the power of seven emotions and six desires. The star of the seven emotions and six desires is surrounded by the miasma unknown star field in the center, and the outer layer of this golden big knife is wrapped in the breath of the miasma king, and the inside is the power of the condensed seven emotions and six desires. This golden broadsword is like a miniature version of the miasma star field wrapped in the seven emotions and six desires.

One knife and one miasma star field, one knife and one king, one king and one tower.

Wu Fan seemed to think of something, held the golden big sword, and couldn't help laughing: "It seems that it will be easy to kill the forty-five miasma kings." Wu Fan slashed with a knife, and all the miasma spirits in front of him were killed, simply neat, without any suspense.

Wu Fan suddenly rushed out, flew to the next Babel Tower, and when he was leading to the next Babel Tower, Wu Fan really encountered a place where the miasma vortex was, Wu Fan's divine thoughts probed into it, and found that it was full of the power of seven emotions and six desires, and Wu Fan was about to snatch the golden big knife in his hand and threw it into it. The golden broadsword was thrown into it, as if it was thrown into a furnace, and the golden broadsword was constantly refined and reorganized by the power of the seven emotions and six desires in it, and gradually, the golden broadsword turned into a colorful beast, such as a tiger and a lion, growing six pairs of fleshy wings, with a long tail like a snake, with a texture of blood and black, and four legs like elephant legs, filled with colorful brilliance.

Then, this colorful beast gradually turned into a knife body, and gradually turned into a colorful broadsword, becoming a real knife of seven emotions and six desires. It is more powerful than the seven-colored light knife condensed by Wu Fan's star soul with the power of seven emotions and six desires. It's just that the colorful broadsword is hovering in this miasma whirlpool, as if waiting for someone who has the right chance to take it, or maybe waiting for the miasma king to take it.

Wu Fan was unwilling to wait, and immediately used the "blood power to the sky" magic power, his body became larger, and he reached deep into the miasma whirlpool, Wu Fan could feel the miasma invading the skin, and it was about to corrode immediately, but Wu Fan's body surface burst out of purple fire, and the miasma immediately seemed to meet a natural enemy, all of them were far away from Wu Fan, Wu Fan's right hand probed into it, and touched the handle of the colorful broadsword, which was purple and golden, and was held by Wu Fan, and pulled it out of the miasma whirlpool.

As soon as the colorful broadsword was drawn, it immediately flew out with colorful light and shot straight into the sky. All the Miasma Kings in the Miasma Unknown Star Domain looked into the air, their eyes full of a strong desire to possess, so they all flew out from beyond the Tower of Babel in spite of everything. Among them, Zhan Ling is no longer among the miasma kings, because after Zhan Ling saw the vision in the air, he didn't even think about it and knew that it was Wu Fan, an abominable human monk, who made it.

Zhan Ling is very self-aware, he has seen the scene of Wu Fan killing Zhang Tianshuai, it is too weird. How Wu Fan entered Zhang Tianshuai's body and how he came out, Zhan Ling couldn't figure it out. Therefore, at that time, he would call Lord Wu Fan very sensitively.

The forty-four existing Barrier Spirit Kings frantically crossed their respective territories and rushed towards Wu Fan's side. Wu Fan's divine thoughts could extend to 50 million miles away, and he naturally sensed all of these forty-four miasma spirit kings. Wu Fan said secretly: This is very good, saving me the pain of long-distance travel.

The miasma king's movement speed in the miasma unknown star field is very fast, almost a hundred thousand miles in a flying rush, they can constantly transform their bodies in the miasma, and some may be able to reach tens of millions of miles away within a hundred breaths. Of course, this is only the speed of their actions in the miasma star field, and if they are out of this place, they can't do it so fast.

When the first greedy Barrier Spirit King rushed over, he attacked Wu Fan desperately, and Wu Fan cut it off with just one sword, cutting it in half, but the Miasma King was not dead. Wu Fan said: "Isn't the power of the Seven Emotions and Six Desires exactly what can restrain you?

"As long as the surface of the blade has my breath, I can use its power of seven emotions and six desires, use it to attack and kill, and can threaten my kind. The Miasma King replied.

Wu Fan said: "However, after you become kings, you will have a natal knife, and the difference with this knife is that there is no breath of you on the surface of the knife body." ”

"If you can have an extra handful, your strength will be doubled. "The miasma king returned.

"The answer is very serious, but I don't want to spare you from dying. Wu Fan slashed again, and the seven emotions and six desires sword light slashed down, but the two bodies of the miasma king had been protected by the miasma layer, and the miasma king sneered: "Human monk, in our miasma territory, do you think you can kill if you want to?

Wu Fan could feel that the Colorful Broadsword was really attracted to the Miasma King who was cut in half, and Wu Fan remembered that the Colorful Broadsword had not yet been injected with his origin mana, and when Wu Fan wanted to inject the Origin, he stopped, but instead attracted the Star Soul into the body of the knife. Wu Fan has a ninth-level cultivation of Xingyuan, and his star soul has star blue particles flowing all around his body, and his star soul body constantly exudes star blue light, and Wu Fan's star soul itself is not afraid of any power of seven emotions and six desires, but can absorb it for his own use. Therefore, Wu Fan's star soul settled in the seven-colored broadsword condensed by the power of seven emotions and six desires, and Wu Fan completely controlled this knife.

The Miasma Spirit King, who had been cut in two, suddenly felt that he could no longer trigger the Colorful Great Sword, and he couldn't help but ask, "What the hell did you human monk do? This is the Natal Great Sword that the Creator provided to us for our Miasma King." How can you occupy it? Otherwise, when the Creator appears, you will die a terrible death. ”

Wu Fan held the colorful broadsword and asked, "Who is the creator you are talking about?"

"He is the Sanskrit Creator, a great bald head. The Miasma King couldn't help but praise the Sanskrit monk.