"Arrow...... Arrow...... Arrow ......"

The moans of the Lord of Dongyun Yuan still echoed in the blazing air, but his vitality had been completely annihilated.

The Lord of Dongyun Yuan, the body has fallen!

A look of amazement flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes, and he shook his head, watching this person's corpse collapse and dissipate in an instant, turning into dust and dissipating.

A generation of powerhouses in the Yuanying True People, in this Heavenly Gate Secret Realm, died so humbly and worthlessly.

"Well, wait, that arrow!"

Zhang Fan's heart moved, but he remembered the strange black arrow, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to make a move.

"Huh?!"

At this move, he was taken aback again, and the inconspicuous black arrow trembled slightly under his insight, and at most it flew less than an inch above the ground, and then fell again.

A small arrow was as heavy as a mountain.

Zhang Fan's expression was solemn, and it was another move, but this time it was not casual, but he used real strength.

"Whoosh!"

The scorching air parted suddenly, as if a cloth had been suddenly cut open by a sharp blade.

Zhang Fan held the palm of his hand, and the pitch-black arrow was tightly held in his hand like a seven-inch spirit snake that had been pinched.

In an instant, his face suddenly turned white, and even if he was moving forward under the scorching air of the ten days that destroyed the world, he had never shown such a look.

"What the hell is going on?"

Zhang Fan's eyebrows even brought out a look of horror. At the same time as the arrow was in his hands, he was full of true power, and the fire divine power surged out of his body like a flood that broke the embankment, and all of them poured uncontrollably into the pitch-black arrows.

A small arrow was like a bottomless abyss, and the terrifying power in Zhang Fan's body that could melt an entire mountain landed on this arrow, which could not even make it red.

"Awesome!"

Zhang Fan stabilized his mind in an instant, and with a slap of his palm, the pitch-black arrow levitated, about an inch away from his palm. Between the palm of the hand and the arrow, the pure spiritual power was like a layer of air cushion, so that the great true power that could not stop flowing in the body was back in control.

"This arrow actually has the power to extinguish the fire, and it is said to be magical, how is it possible?"

Looking at the pitch-black arrows in his hands, which were always ordinary and could not see any mysterious and strange arrows, Zhang Fan's heart was like a stormy wave, and he was shocked. At this time, he truly understood that the previous flame lion demon beast would die so easily, and even the Origin Heart Fire would be completely extinguished.

Almost subconsciously, Zhang Fan wrapped his palm with spiritual power, clenched the pitch-black arrow in his hand, and looked up at the air at the same time.

In the sky above, the ten suns arbitrarily emitted endless light and heat, which was obviously a little lower than the last time they looked at it. In every sun, the golden crow can be faintly seen, and the phantom shadow of the Fusang tree looms, and that invisible coercion can directly cause the mountains to collapse and the earth to crack.

"Is it ......?"

Zhang Fan's face suddenly turned pale, and the pitch-black arrow that had been rotating in the palm of his hand suddenly froze, as if it was frozen in ice.

His expression was as frozen as if he had remembered something terrible.

"This is the secret realm of Tianmen, it is Tanggu Fusang, when it is the habitat of the golden crow, how can this happen?"

Zhang Fan groaned, his palm turned over and the pitch-black arrow flashed away, and when it reappeared, the arrow was already on his back through a pair of rough beast bone bows.

One last glance at the place where the Lord of Dongyun Yuan turned into dust, Zhang Fan did not delay any longer, and continued to walk towards the east.

...... In the blink of an eye, dozens of days have passed.

With the passage of time, the power contained in Zhang Fan's body was squeezed more and more, and the all-pervasive depletion was even more eager to drown him.

His steps had already stumbled a little, but these words had come, and he had not gained nothing. On his back, in addition to the pitch-black arrow obtained from the Lord of Dongyun Yuan, there were seven identical arrows juxtaposed, a total of eight arrows.

In Zhang Fan's hand, there was another pitch-black arrow lying quietly, flickering incessantly, and easily breaking through the scorching wind blowing in front of him.

"Nine arrows, broken arrows!"

Zhang Fan's face became more and more pale, and he gasped even more vaguely between himself.

The name of the Divine Arrow was chosen by him, and it was aimed at the unique power of these nine arrows. With the unintentional swing of an arrow, you can break through the atmosphere full of the power of the Great Saying, and annihilate the pure power of the Great Saying, which is really mysterious and mysterious, mysterious and boundless.

"Arrow shooting!"

Zhang Fan let out a long sigh, his expression becoming more and more complicated.

He inherited the secret method of the Great Saying, embraced the Golden Crow Method, and regarded himself as the Great Saying, and even wanted to ......, "Arrow shooting nine words, I'm not Houyi?"

Zhang Fan smiled bitterly, if he was allowed to choose, he would rather become the East Emperor, and even one of the ten suns in the sky would be good, that is the role he should play.

"What the hell is going on?"

Puzzled, Zhang Fan inserted the newly obtained Ninth Breaking Divine Arrow upside down into his back, glanced behind him, and continued to move forward thoughtfully.

Not far behind him, the back of a graceful woman suddenly appeared in a cloud of dust, slowly being buried.

Half of her body, like a rock weathered for thousands of years, kept turning into dust and dissipated, and the other half was also buried in the dust under the action of the breeze.

At the moment when the dust covered his appearance, what was revealed was Yun Haiyao's beautiful face with endless despair and no longer a little lifeless.

Yun Haiyao, the lord of Zhongzhou Yunyuan, has fallen!

"This is the ninth. ”

"The five lords of the cloud abyss were all wiped out, and there were even five real people in the clouds who appeared, except for the first lord of the cloud abyss who died unjustly, the rest of the nine people all carried a broken divine arrow. ”

"What's going on?"

"Is it really a coincidence?"

The sneering and muttering to himself were invisible with Zhang Fan's back, dissipating between heaven and earth.

...... The secret realm of Tanggu is a hundred bitter crossings, and I still don't see the other side.

In the scorching heaven and earth, a tall figure stood still, silent in thought.

Zhang Fan has been standing like this all night!

In the past, looking at the Oriental Fusang tree, which has always been the same as when he first entered, the same distance and proximity, and has never changed, and cannot be approached, with Zhang Fan's firmness, he finally no longer holds meaningless hopes.

This Tang Valley, this secret realm, is definitely not something that can be passed by relying on perseverance, and the catastrophe of destroying the world in the sky is not something that can be passed by walking.

Those dozens of yuan babies, all the powerhouses who entered the secret realm of Tianmen, I am afraid that they have all gone astray, including Zhang Fan.

"Shoot it?shoot it?hahahaha~~~"

"Could it be that I, Zhang Fan, really want to shoot arrows for nine days?"

Zhang Fan was laughing wildly, but there was no smile between his eyebrows.

If there is a bow in his hand and an arrow on his back, what if he shoots? If the situation were to be changed, with Zhang Fan's surname, there is no doubt that he would have stood here for a long time and night, and he still couldn't make a decision.

The reason is simple, there is something strange in this!

"Within a hundred days, there are ten Yuanying real people who appeared in front of me, except for one who appeared after the fall, and the remaining nine brought a broken divine arrow. ”

"Who is it that is calculating against me, and what is his purpose?"

On this day and night, Zhang Fan was always pondering the reason, and later, a figure appeared in his mind.

Like an ordinary old man in the mortal world, he has the ability to calculate the heavens, and he uses a wheelchair to travel, there is only one such person - a god operator!

Of the ten people who died in front of Zhang Fan, the five masters of Yunyuan had a lot to do with the divine operator, and the remaining five people also received a word of favor when they first entered the secret realm of Tianmen, which can be said to have something to do with this person.

And that's not the point. The problem is that with Zhang Fan's strength and experience, it is impossible for any trace of man-made indulgence to hide from his eyes, but in this whole process, he did not find anything, so there is only one possibility left.

"God counts?"

"Celestial tortoise shell?!"

At the corner of Zhang Fan's mouth, a cold smile appeared: "It can only be him." ”

"Is God counting? Hmph, Zhang wanted to learn and see which is better or worse compared to my Dayan days?"

"Now it seems that you mean that too, don't you, God Operator!"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, his eyes were full of light, as if he could see the enemy who didn't know where he could see through the endless void.

At the same time, countless distances away, the sound of "squeak, squeak" slowly echoed in the air, but it was a rough wooden wheelchair running over in the dust.

The strange thing is that whether it is a rough wooden wheelchair or a child pushing a wheelchair in the back, under this terrifying heavenly power, they have only changed their appearance, and the others are still the same.

The celestial and human senses are like a divine operator, who was originally holding the Tianyan tortoise shell, as if he was contemplating something, suddenly paused and looked up at the air.

After a while, the god operator smiled tiredly and said to himself, "Now he must have found out!"

"When he said that since he was able to escape from the only way of life, and secretly coincided with the old man's calculation, he grasped the fleeting opportunity, and I think he had learned the skin of God's calculations. ”

"I really didn't expect that in addition to the old man, the number of divine calculations would still be circulating in the world. ”

"Zhang Fan, the old man wants to see, how much have you learned?"

The god operator looked extremely tired in both his demeanor and voice, but he had endless confidence in his words, as if he had everything in his hands, and he would win and lose.

"You can do it!"

A thin finger swiped on the tortoise shell of the Tianyan, and in an instant, it was full of brilliance, as if it had plucked the strings of fate.

...... "It's time to make a move. ”

Zhang Fan knew in his heart that if he did it step by step according to the arrangement of God's operator, he would be like an insect entangled in cobwebs, and the more he got to it, the more powerless he became.

"Let's fight. ”

"This time we are fighting for the creation of heaven and earth, the treasure of the soup valley, and the number of heavenly opportunities and the means of fate. ”

"It's interesting, it's so interesting. ”

The words still echoed, and ten thousand rays of light suddenly shot out from Zhang Fan's palm, condensing into a golden and brilliant palace between heaven and earth.

- Tianji Pavilion!

Zhang Fan's body moved, turned into a long rainbow and submerged into it, as the golden gate closed, his whole person disappeared between heaven and earth, as if he had broken free from the long river of fate, and seemed to go deep into it, quietly looking at the inextricable veins.

When it reappears, it is the time of this battle of heavenly machines!

(To be continued)