"Is it ......?"

Zhang Fan's eyes flashed, and he pulled out of the wonder of the cloud eye whirlpool, and suddenly reached out to fish.

"Boom~"

The clouds gathered in the sky, condensed into a small mountain-like cloud hand, and swept through the whirlpool of the cloud eye.

Suddenly, part of the whirlpool flowed backwards, and the clouds and waves collided with each other, stirring into a piece of smashing.

The sound of "click~click" also transferred from the cloud eye vortex to the cloud giant's hand.

In front of Zhang Fan, the giant hand spread out, and a large pile of black spar-like fragments in a cloud looked extremely abrupt.

It was these things that collided with each other that caused that weird "click" sound.

He was no stranger to it, and just moments ago, he had turned it into ashes.

- Dark Bones!

These black things are the fragments of the bones of the heavens and men.

At the moment when these dark bones appeared, Zhang Fan had been standing beside the cloud eye whirlpool, and naturally it was definitely not flowing in from the outside, so there was only one possibility.

"Under the whirlpool, there is something else!"

Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and his heart moved, and those fragments of dark bones floated up and suspended in front of him.

His eyes are like a torch, not letting go of a single detail, sweeping over every piece of debris.

"Under the clouds, there should be what I want. ”

Suddenly, a premonition came to mind.

"Huh, there's a problem!"

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's pupils shrank, and several fragments of dark bones came out in front of his eyes.

He had felt strange before, it was just that these dark bone fragments suddenly appeared in the eyes of the clouds, after all, he didn't know the specific situation. However, the shattering of these fragments could not help but make him suspicious.

At first glance, it was not true.

As far as the few fragments of bones suspended in front of him were concerned, there were tearing marks everywhere they were broken, and even traces of sharp blade slashing, as if they had been torn apart after a bitter battle.

Such traces abound in a large pile, not only from a pair of skeleton fragments, the reason why Zhang Fan only picked out so many is for his own reasons.

"Whew!"

Zhang Fan's expression was cold, and he spit out a word like a jumping pearl.

"Knock~"

A bell sounded out of thin air, and the phantom of the Eastern Emperor Bell appeared on his body, and the invisible bell turned into tangible ripples, vibrating on the fragments of the bones.

Stimulated by this, on each fragment of dark bones that he specially selected, a bright red luster flashed, and with a "bang", it turned into a fierce beast roaring.

"Whew~"

The fierce beast's furious battle intent roaring in the mountains and forests collided head-on with the ripples of the Eastern Emperor's bell, and the shocking power that erupted suddenly shook those few pieces of dark bone fragments into powder and fell in an instant.

Zhang Fan turned a blind eye to this, and those fragments of the bones had no value in his eyes.

What really cared to him was the bright red sheen and the roar of the beast that it inspired.

"Fighting Spirit!"

"What a strong fighting spirit!"

Zhang Fan's expression gradually became solemn.

After years of honing in life and death, his sensitivity to battle intent was far beyond that of ordinary monks, and as soon as the bright red luster beast roared out, he confirmed that this was a substantial battle intent.

The spirit of war has been substantialized and condensed to the extreme, and it cannot be controlled by those who are not heroes of the world.

Even Zhang Fan, because of the gloomy tone in his surname, can't really control this kind of substantive fighting spirit.

As he has seen in his life, he is afraid that only Ling'er's father, the heroic master Zhongtian, who makes a wine cup with his head and drinks the blood of the enemy, can have this kind of pride in the world, or his great-grandfather Zhang Lie, whom he has never met, also has this bearing.

This is the innate demeanor of people, in the eyes of Zhang Fan today, Zhang Lie and Shi Zhongtian back then, their cultivation is not worth mentioning, but this kind of demeanor is not something that can be increased or decreased by cultivation.

"What the hell are those Immortal Celestials at war with? There is such a substantial war intent, and it is used in an almost profligate manner. ”

Zhang Fan pondered for a moment, and saw that the cloud eye vortex was gradually becoming cloudy, and the sound of "click" sounded again, and many more fragments of dark bones surfaced from the vortex again than before.

"The battle is in full swing!"

These things instantly strengthened Zhang Fan's mind, smiled freely, and suddenly took a step.

At the same time, the pair of celestial wings behind him flapped violently a few times, and in an instant, the clouds and qi in the sky gathered, and the boundless power was extracted, and through the flapping of the pair of wings, there was a burst sound like shattering space.

Zhang Fan's footsteps, the figure in the air, suddenly looked extremely heavy, and when he landed, it seemed that even the void was about to be broken.

As if a boulder entered the water, splashing a monstrous wave, but could not stop the boulder from sinking rapidly, Zhang Fan stepped on the center of the whirlpool, and the whole person suddenly sank, and suddenly there was no top.

In an instant, the entire cloud eye vortex flowed backwards, turning from sucking to spitting, rolling up the clouds in the sky, turning into a giant pillar of earth-shattering cloud qi, and the roar shattered the peace of the entire unpredictable abyss.

...... Ups and downs, floating in the sea.

After the agitation of the whirlpool of cloud eyes, Zhang Fan sank into a slimy, hazy world, monotonous, looking at everything a layer apart, as if he was outside the mirror, looking at the wonderful in the mirror.

Beside him, from time to time, fragments of bones sprung up from his side, flying towards the light in the heights, where he came from.

Obviously, the bones of the heavens and men seen before came from this.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Fan only felt that the boundless pressure suddenly dissipated, his body sank suddenly, and he hurriedly mobilized his aura to shake his wings, so that he didn't fall down.

"It's weird. ”

After condensing in the air, Zhang Fan was secretly shocked, he almost used three points of strength to barely maintain the posture of flying in the sky, in other words, without the strength of the Yuan Ying level, it was impossible to fly in this strange place.

The strength of the first to enter the realm of Yuanying, I am afraid that it will not work, in that case, all its strength will be used to fly, and it will not take a moment to die in this dangerous place.

This place is indeed full of crises, and Zhang Fan has been in the place for less than a breath, and he already knows this.

"Boom~"

Beside Zhang Fan, a flame suddenly burst out, flashing by, leaving only a half-charred and half-ash thing to fall into the clouds.

It was a vulture-like, blood-colored bird, looking at him when he first appeared and was at a loss, he wanted to pick a bargain, but he didn't think about it but hit an iron plate.

Similar birds, hundreds of feet in the air under Zhang Fan's feet, black and pressing, I don't know how many.

"Huh?"

Before he could react to the first fowl that had turned to charcoal around him, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong when he saw the flock of birds again.

According to the feeling he felt when he appeared here, non-primordial babies can't fly, but these birds obviously can't all be primordial babies, and there is another mystery in them.

"Interesting!"

Discovering this, Zhang Fan didn't have the intention of entanglement with these birds, his heart moved, and the sun around him was wrapped in golden flames, like a volcano burning in the void.

The flames rose, "bang bang~" several muffled sounds, and dozens of fire meteors crossed the sky and fell from Yong's side.

They were the birds that followed closely behind and smashed into charcoal on Zhang Fan's talisman flames.

From this scene, tens of millions of blood-red eyes instantly condensed on Zhang Fan's body, and it was the restlessness of the black oppressive flock of birds.

In a moment, a gaze that stood out among the birds came, swept over his body, full of vigilance and scrutiny, and disappeared after a moment.

Then, a sound like an ape crying and a crane came out in the flock of birds, and the black-pressed birds suddenly turned a blind eye to Zhang Fan, and turned around and pounced downward.

"Whew~"

Seeing this, Zhang Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He knew in his heart that the gaze and the sound of the ape and crane just now should have come from the king of birds, and he thought that he was not easy to provoke and was not an enemy, so he shifted the target.

Zhang Fan has a lot of money in his sleeves, so he is naturally not afraid of these boundless flocks of birds, but if it is not necessary, he does not want to provoke these things immediately, and he mainly observes when he first arrives in your realm.

What's more, in these birds, he sensed something familiar.

- Fighting spirit!

The blood-red eyes and sharp claws of these birds clearly have a solidified bright red, just like the substantiated battle intent on the fragments of the bone.

Since he discovered this and didn't need to do anything for the time being, Zhang Fan naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity to watch the battle, and his eyes could see the battlefield on the land where Qianzhang was located below through the gaps that occasionally appeared in the flock of birds.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's pupils shrank suddenly, and on the silent, no sound of fighting, he saw what he was looking for at a glance.

Overwhelmed, a pitch-black torrent, a blood-colored waves, collided head-on, and suddenly it was as if a monstrous wave had hit an ancient reef, splashing countless waves.

The pitch-black torrent is for countless Dark Bone Celestials holding cloud swords in their hands, in this special place, they have turned into the wings of the Dark Bones and can no longer support them to fly, one by one strides forward;

Such a fierce battlefield like a torrent collision, if it were changed to the human realm, even if it was reduced by ten times, it would be a shout of killing that shook the sky. However, there was silence here, only the muffled sound of slamming to the ground, which looked extremely terrifying in the stagnant air.

By its silence, it becomes more and more solemn!

This battlefield between the two sides, which seems to be endless, is where those dark bones that emerge from the maelstrom of cloud eyes come from.

When Zhang Fan was thinking like this, a bloody light suddenly flashed in front of him, and he immediately showed a sudden color.

At this moment, his eyes reflected the sight of a tiger roaring and pounced, and the wind helped to glide through the sky as if it had put on wings.

Especially the blood-stained red on the tiger's body was frozen in Zhang Fan's eyes.

"I see, I see!"

(To be continued)