The spiritual power burst out, and the purple light on the five spirit runes shone brightly, and there was a faint sound of wind and thunder.

The Divine Night Decree is indeed extraordinary, and the power is not considered for the time being, just the consumption of this spiritual power is not comparable to ordinary spirit runes. No wonder that "Jiao'er" is so solemn, as if he is inspiring the rune treasure.

The first spirit rune had just floated, and after barely controlling it from exploding immediately, Zhang Fan quickly took out the jade bottle and held it directly to his mouth.

The spiritual liquid entered, and the rain dried up, and he breathed a sigh of relief, and the flickering light on the spirit rune gradually stabilized.

After all, he underestimated it, with Zhang Fan's cultivation at the moment, he tried his best to stimulate one or two is the limit, and the power of five spirit runes was released at a time, and the spiritual power needed could simply drain him.

The more this is the case, the more the power of the Divine Decree is worth looking forward to. There is no fluke in becoming famous, it takes so much spiritual power to drive, and it can still make people rush to it, how can it be ordinary.

As long as the spiritual liquid is not exhausted, his spiritual power is equivalent to endless, but he is not afraid of it absorbing, but afraid of not having time.

The others were not wood, so naturally it was impossible to let them be used, and in an instant, led by the middle-aged man, several magic weapons with dazzling light and a chilling aura of slaughter fell on their heads.

Since he dared to act so blatantly, he naturally would not have expected the other party's obstruction.

Zhang Fan's expression remained unchanged, as if all his thoughts were concentrated on the spirit talisman in his palm, but he lightly stretched out his left palm and pushed it forward.

Along with his movements, a pale red light started in the palm of his hand and instantly spread all over his body.

The waves are huge and the reef is unmoving. The wind is blowing, and the lone pine reads hard.

Several magic weapons, all kinds of spells, as if they hit the barrage dam head-on, or slid over, or directly turned into spiritual power turbulence, but it did not hinder the red light, Zhang Fan sat like a mountain.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he saw him slowly flip his palm and press it into the ground.

Invisible ripples, sand, dirt, rain, and those magic weapons that flew up and down were all lined up, and a crimson circular shield appeared.

"It's ......"

The people of the Imperial Spirit Sect were bitter in their mouths, and their hearts were entangled, first a black light shield, unbreakable, fortunately, it was only three breaths, and they didn't have time to do anything, and another powerful shield was like a roadblock, so what could they do?

Zhang Fan didn't need to pay attention, he knew that the other party must be helpless at this time.

I think that at the beginning, when Nangong Yi used the shield of the Nine Flame Dragon Balls, it was not like a copper pea that was not steamed, boiled, cooked, and pounded, so that Zhang Fan, who was full of magic weapons and many means, was helpless.

Fortunately, the opponent's offense and defense cannot be taken into account, otherwise......

At this time, it fell into Zhang Fan's hands, without the constraints of those spiritual energy remnants, the power of the Nine Flame Dragon Balls was even stronger, if it was not attacked with treasures of the same level, it was no longer something that a Qi Refining Stage cultivator could match.

Let alone...... It won't take too long.

After resisting several futile attacks from the other party, three more spirit runes flew up from Zhang Fan's hand, side by side with the first one, up and down in front of him, trembling slightly, as if he couldn't hold it back, and was eager to break free from the shackles.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped his movements, looked at the spirit runes a little sluggishly, looked up at the thunderclouds in the sky, and finally held his head in his hands, shouted abruptly, turned his head and ran.

The token-shaped magic weapon that had been held in his hand slipped down, and it was already full of cracks, and when it fell, it suddenly collapsed, and at the same time, the small sword magic weapon that was besieging the shield also lost its support and fell weakly.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan just squinted his eyes slightly, and did not make any additional moves, but several companions of the middle-aged man were surprised, and one of them shouted angrily: "Li Laosan, what are you running? ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, not only did he not look back, but even ran faster and faster. Several of his fellow disciples didn't know the power of the divine edict, but he knew it very well in his heart, not to mention that it was a thunderstorm day, and if he didn't run, he wouldn't have a chance.

It's really no chance.

Zhang Fan stood up suddenly, threw out the last Divine Night Decree in his hand, and then pinched the trick with both hands, and turned his palm into a sword, pointing to the sky.

God's edict at night, nine days of thunder.

But seeing the thunderclouds in the sky, there were waves suddenly, such as peaks and peaks, like huge waves cascading, colliding and blending, purple electricity and blue frost lingered, and silver snakes and dragons danced.

In an instant, it gathered and dispersed, converging into a funnel-shaped thundercloud, and then there was a loud sound that pierced the heavens and the earth.

Ten thousand thunders become a prison, purple lightning is like a dragon, a radius of a hundred zhang, people, beasts, plants and trees, all become powder.

Under this heavenly power that seemed to destroy the heavens and the earth, a flaming rainbow suddenly pierced out of the thunder prison.

In front of the fruit tree, the flames condensed, turning into a huge three-legged golden crow with wings stretched out, revealing the human form that was wrapped in it.

After a few sharp gasps, blood slowly appeared on his pale face.

"It's dangerous. Zhang Fan, who had come to the rescue, couldn't help but show a look of happiness on his face.

In such a sky, the power of the five sheets that burst out in an instant was far beyond his imagination. Even the maker of this talisman probably didn't expect this situation.

Originally, where the person who released the Divine Night Decree was located, a safe area would naturally be isolated, otherwise wouldn't he have to die with the other party?

I don't know if it's because of the special environment, the power of thunder and lightning is particularly strong or what, when the thunder fell in the nine days, Zhang Fan felt that the air around him was distorted, and the safe area showed signs of collapse in the blink of an eye.

This is worth it, such the power of heaven and earth, he has absolutely no intention of trying it, between the lightning and flint, a golden crow melting fire is instantly cast, and only then does he get out at the last moment.

Fortunately, the Nine Flame Dragon Balls were in his body, absorbing the remaining violent firepower, so he was not seriously injured and collapsed like last time, but he was only slightly injured and not serious, which could not affect his combat effectiveness.

Looking back, it was only a moment, as if the hellish thunder had stopped, and the thunder and lightning passed through, the water was steaming, the rocks were turning into powder, not to mention a flesh and blood body! Even those magic weapons, Qiankun bags and other things, all of them had also disappeared, and as far as the eye could see, there was scorched earth everywhere.

Accustomed to seeing life and death, Zhang Fan didn't feel anything about it anymore, just looked at it indifferently, then turned his head and looked at the only three people left nearby.

The three monks of the Faxiangzong have not made any major moves since they appeared, their companions have not intervened in their deaths, and Zhang Fan has never fallen into the well when he was besieged, as if he was just responding to the matter.

Glancing deeply at them, Zhang Fan pondered for a moment, and then with a wave of his hand, the fire crows surrounding the surveillance suddenly dispersed, revealing a gap.

The three monks looked at each other, but didn't say anything, just clasped their fists at him, took a few steps back, and then turned away.

Looking at the backs of them leaving, Zhang Fan's eyes flickered, and there was no remorse and murder in them, but a little unexpected and warm.

From the eyes of them before leaving, it was easy to see the admiration and friendliness, after all, the monks who were really alive in the Valley of No Return for March were different from those who hid in the elixir swamp like a shrunken turtle at the beginning, and then became a pawn, the basic situation can still be judged.

Seeing that there are so many people competing for it, it is not difficult to know that with their strength, even if they get the fruit of creation, they will not be able to deter the eight directions and preserve them, but will cause the disaster of death. In this case, it is naturally not worth fighting to the death with Zhang Fan for it.

What's more, after all, he is a disciple of the Faxiang Sect, and he is always happy to see that the banner of this sect is not falling, and the elite is intimidating other factions!

Perhaps, the former factor is the most important, but the latter point, even if it only plays a small role, is also the only warmth that Zhang Fan felt when he entered the valley in March.

The friendship of the sect and the love of the same sect are precious in this place.

Lowering his head and sighing slightly, Zhang Fan suddenly sighed, and said without warning: "Senior Brother Cui, Senior Brother Han, it's time to come out and meet with you!"

The sound was not loud, but it spread far away, and within a radius of thousands of feet, it was heard as clearly as if it were next to the ear.

"Alas, bitter also. ”

A deep, oily voice sounded.

Then, three hundred zhang away, a cloud of darkness suddenly cracked like a huge mouth, revealing two figures, one fat and one thin.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you are so amazing, my old Cui is hiding like this, and you can still find out, admire and admire!"

It was Cui Ren who spoke, and I saw him holding his big belly, biting the chicken legs, and at the same time slowly stepped forward with Han Hao and the others, leaving the shadow giant mouth.

As soon as the words fell, the chicken leg in his hand was gnawed into a bone by him in two bites, and then he threw it back, facing Zhang Fan's direction with a smile on his face.

At the same time as the chicken bones fell to the ground, as if they had received some order, the huge mouth behind the two of them closed, and the shadow retreated, revealing a hideous giant beast with a big head and a huge mouth in the body of a sheep.

The giant beast straightened up as if it had been burped, and then turned into a flash of spiritual light and retracted back into Cui Ren's head.

"Gluttony, the magic of the law. Zhang Fan sighed secretly, and he didn't know how many times he envied the richness of their spiritual skills.

"Senior Brother Cui is really a good method, he actually hid in the mouth of the glutton, no wonder Senior Brother I can't detect it. Determined, he said with a smile.

"Ah!" Cui Ren was stunned, "You lied to me?"

Han Hao on the side seemed to have a calm that had not changed for ten thousand years, and his face showed a look of helplessness.

Zhang Fan said with an unchanged smile: "If it weren't for that, it would be really not easy to see Senior Brother and Senior Brother Han face each other!"

He was indeed blinded, and from the beginning, he didn't believe that the two of them would die early or not be able to get here, but he couldn't find it, so he casually deceited, but he didn't expect Cui Ren to be fooled so easily.

When Cui Ren heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "Senior brother, why do you have to force us to show up?"

Zhang Fan looked back at the increasingly red Creation Fruit, and said lightly: "Senior Brother doesn't want this Creation Fruit?"

"I want it, how can I not want it!" Cui Ren said and looked behind Zhang Fan fiercely with a greedy look on his face, and swallowed his saliva after a while: "The question is, junior brother, are you willing to give in?"

"What if I say I don't want to?" Zhang Fan's face remained unchanged, and his tone was calm, as if he was talking about just a chicken leg instead of a rare heaven and earth spirit essence.

"Alas!" Cui Ren's face was so bitter that he was about to drip oil, and his tone was full of reluctance: "Then Old Cui had no choice but to go home." ”

"No matter how good the food is, you have to keep your head, don't you?" said that he straightened up his fatter and fatter body, turned around and left leisurely, and did not forget to wave his hand when he left, and said, "How about inviting me to barbecue next time?"

Without waiting for Zhang Fan to answer, the speed instantly accelerated, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a streamer and disappeared into the sky.

Zhang Fan smiled, he knew that this person would not fight to the death with him, and he didn't want to give up so easily, which was more or less a personal favor.

Silently remembering it in his heart, he turned to look at Han Hao, and smiled without saying a word.

Han Hao sighed secretly, just arched his hand, said "farewell", and turned around and left without any delay.

The direction he left was the opposite of where Cui Ren was, and I think the two of them met by chance, not all the way.

Seeing the two of them leave, Zhang Fan looked around, and there was no movement.

There may be others hidden in the shadows, but so what? I didn't appear when I was besieged before, and now I won't face myself alone, even if there is someone I don't know, just kill it.

In this valley of no return, who are you afraid of?

Zhang Fan then turned around, quietly stared at the thunderclouds in the sky, the spirit fruit on the dead branches, and waited silently.

Before the thunderclouds reunited, not inferior to the sky, the electric pillar reached the sky, the purple light was dazzling, and the fruit trees were created, and then they were subjected to thunder.

A moment later, a dazzling red and misty fruit, which looked like a substanceless fruit, fell leisurely and was taken into his palm.

Feeling the touch in his hand, Zhang Fan raised his eyes and looked over, only to see that in an instant, the dark clouds dispersed, and all the heavy depression disappeared.

A round of red jumped out of the sky, and before I knew it, the sky was already bright.

The rising sun was shining warmly, Zhang Fan moaned comfortably, and said to himself:

"Finally, it's over!"

ps: This chapter is nearly 4000 words, and it is kindly not split.

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