Chapter 195 Fang Tian Painting halberd

After a while, the golden light of the scripture disappeared and automatically retracted back into Dantian. Without the protection of the holy scripture, the array power of the nightmare psychedelic array invaded again. Zhuo Yuhan only felt a flower in front of him. The scene flashed like a horse watching flowers. After a moment, the picture was fixed in the fierce mountain range, competing for the fierce flames.

"Yu Han, hurry up. Purple gas returns together!" Han Launyi's face was determined, his hands changed, and a ball of purple gas rose. Han Laanyi's plump and charming body gradually turned into purple gas, and all around him were ferocious and vicious people.

"Hmm, here's the trick. The mysterious dementor method.

Zhuo Yuhan snorted coldly, closed his eyes, and tried to keep his mood calm without any fluctuations. Immediately, he waved his big hand, and a circle of mysterious noble souls rippled like waves. Those phantoms, touching the mysterious power of the mysterious soul dementer method, turned into nothingness one after another.

"My heart is like a rock, the sky is not shocked, calm down, forget to realize, in the world, many pains, all laws and disasters, my heart is like one..."

Zhuo Yuhan's hand is constantly tying the imprint of the mysterious soul dementation method. In his mouth, he meditated on the Hongchen refining formula passed on to him by his ancestors, forgetting everything, with his heart, breaking the array with his intention, his thoughts are upright, simple and unmoved, not moved by external things, and not by fantasy.

"Boom!" Suddenly, Zhuo Yuhan felt as if the thoughts in his mind had broken through the invisible shackles and invisible shackles, reaching unprecedented emptiness, understanding and smoothness. The next moment, Zhuo Yu slowly opened his eyes, and all kinds of illusions disappeared. He had walked out of the nightmare psychedelic array and put himself in a palace.

"Is this the cave left by the ancient strongman? I don't know how Long Wuya is? But he must be fine. The fourth place in the sky list is by no means a false reputation.

Zhuo Yuhan raised his hand and hit it out, and the nightmare psychedelic array behind him was destroyed by the palm of the god. His nose moved slightly, and the air was filled with a faint evil atmosphere. Zhuo Yu thought for a moment, his body flashed and went deep into the palace.

This palace is very huge, like a maze, with nine twists and eighteen bends. Zhuo Yuhan has walked for a long time and seems to be still in place.

Stop, Zhuo Yuhan thought for a moment, his eyes closed slightly, and the soul in the mud pills came out of his eyebrows and swept out like mercury. After the experience just now, Zhuo Yuhan's soul has been invisibly improved a lot, reaching the peak of the early stage, and he can break through to the middle stage of the stage.

The strong soul swept out. A moment later, a smile appeared on Zhuo Yuhan's face, and his body flashed, leaving a shadow in place. According to the guidance of the soul, Zhuo Yuhan soon walked out of the maze and came to the deeper part of the palace.

This seems to be the center of the palace, surrounded by a silver-gray flame, illuminating the whole hall space. When Zhuo Yuhan saw the cluster of silver-gray flames, his pupils shrank slightly and he was shocked.

"The earth is a fierce flame?!"

Isn't that the burning flame that Zhuo Yuhan once sealed in the ruins of the fierce flame? However, these fierce flames are false, with no power at all, and seem to lack the origin of fire. However, Zhuo Yuhan absolutely did not admit his mistake in the fierce flames of the earth.

"How can there be so many fierce flames here?"

The needle fell in the whole hall, and Zhuo Yu's slow footsteps seemed particularly harsh. The quietly burning flames around illuminated Zhuo Yuhan's figure. Zhuo Yuhan took a few steps carefully, and he could see the top of the hall.

A silver-gray throne, above the throne, depicts a flame sign, which is the form of a fierce flame on the ground. On the throne, there sat a white skeleton, reflecting the fire, and the skeleton glowed silver, which was very horrible.

However, these did not attract Zhuo Yuhan. His eyes were completely attracted by a silver square halberd in the skeleton's hand.

The halberd has three fronts and two blades. Four inches and a half in the infield, Hu is six inches long, and its aid is seven and a half inches long. The three fronts, Hu Zhi is medium and short, * Fang Ye, and the halberd is one foot and six feet long. He is a peerless magic soldier with great lethality.

"Is this what Yan called the peerless soldier? Fang Tian painted a halberd!"

A fine light broke out in Zhuo Yu's cold eyes, and he was bound to get this square sky painting halberd. Zhuo Yuhan has not used weapons for a long time. It's not that he doesn't like it, but that he can't find a suitable weapon.

The return of the pilgrimage is very domineering. General weapons, once infused with the true spirit, will break in an instant. Moreover, knives and swords are not the weapons that Zhuo Yuhan likes. Only this square halberd, Zhuo Yuhan likes it very much.

The halberd has many uses. The front part can be used as a thorn, and the blade can be used as a chopping. It is extremely brave. Zhuo Yuhan suppressed his excitement and carefully walked to the throne.

Drive the ship carefully for ten thousand years. Although there is no danger on the surface of this hall, Zhuo Yuhan will not lose big because of small.

Gradually, Zhuo Yuhan is only one step away from the silver throne. Zhuo Yuhan only needs to reach out his hand to take the Fang Tianhua halberd. However, at this time, the holy book suddenly issued a warning. Zhuo Yu coldly withdrew his palm like lightning, and his body disappeared in place with a flash.

Huh? Is it okay?" Zhuo Yuhan withdrew from a distance of three feet and waited for a moment, but nothing strange happened. He couldn't help but be stunned.

"Kid, you are very alert! Ha ha!" Suddenly, an old voice sounded in the empty hall. This sudden sound made Zhuo Yu chill and tremble. The crown above his head was sacrificed in an instant to deal with changes at any time.

"Oh? Canglong Jueguan? Not bad! Not bad!"

The old voice continued.

"Who is it? Come out if you have the courage. Don't pretend to scare people. Zhuo Yuhan secretly used the mysterious dementor method, and his voice echoed loudly in the hall.

"Isn't I in front of you? What? I just wanted to take the king's weapon, but now I dare not admit it?" The old voice continued.

"I?! Your weapon?!"

When Zhuo Yuhan heard the words, he suddenly looked up and saw an illusory figure floating in front of the original white skeleton shelf. This voice is nine feet tall, with long eyebrows and white beards, but there is a king's momentum on his body.

Zhuo Yuhan, who dares to call himself "I am the king", is very clear that only when the martial arts cultivation reaches the prince can have this qualification. And the virtual shadow in front of him is under the crown of a king?! Thinking of this, Zhuo Yuhan couldn't help sweating coldly.

Zhuo Yuhan has not seen the strength under the crown of the king, but it can be inferred from the strength of those marquises. The Marquis of Martial Arts, whose strength has reached the power of hundreds of dragons, raised his hands and feet, overturned the river and sea, carried the mountains on his shoulders, and punched the stars. Under the crown of Wang Jue, he has almost reached the peak of martial arts, the king who dominates and dominates hundreds of millions of creatures.

"Yes, this Tianhua halberd is the weapon that my king used to cross the continent in the past. It is not easy for you to escape the pursuit of the dragon in the abyss of this place. However, it is unforgivable to disturb the king's rest and coveting my weapon.

This virtual shadow smiled first, and then his voice became indifferent. With the change of his voice, it seemed that heaven and earth would change color, and the king's demeanor was undoubtedly revealed. As soon as Xu Ying finished speaking, Zhuo Yuhan felt a big mountain coming.

"Kka."

The floor under Zhuo Yuhan's feet cracked in an instant. This man was simply too powerful. He waved his hand casually, and Zhuo Yuhan felt that he would be beaten to death.

"Hmm! The game is over.

The phantom figure snorted coldly and brushed his big sleeves. Zhuo Yuhan suddenly felt a power sweeping over the world. With this blow, the whole space of the hall was sealed. Zhuo Yuhan felt that he could not avoid and escape. Moreover, this attack, Panran Moyu, is not something that Zhuo Yuhan can resist at all. However, even if Long Wuya, the fourth on the list, comes, he will be killed in an instant.

"Yu Han, I, Ma Shan, stimulate the power of the holy scriptures and break through the space. You take the opportunity to escape into the space. Remember, there is only one time to breathe. Life and death depend on your creation.

Suddenly, Yan's solemn voice came to Zhuo Yuhan's mind. Before Zhuo Yuhan could speak, the holy scriptures automatically flew out. Suddenly, in the whole hall, the golden light was flourishing, countless noble and sacred Sanskrit singing sounded, and the golden light was permeated, like the emperor coming to the world and reigning the world.

Huh? The breath of the emperor! Good boy, I'm actually wearing an imperial magic weapon. If I get this magic weapon and reshape my body, it's just around the corner.

The dazzling and prosperous light of the holy book swept out, and all the evil spirits in the hall were eliminated. Including those fierce flames, they were beaten into nothing by the golden light of the holy scripture.

The Holy Book is the magic weapon of the supreme figure in ancient times. It is sacred and noble. Once it breaks out, its power is simply unimaginable.

"Cuppress me."

The virtual shadow snorted coldly, and his five fingers were open, and he grabbed directly to the holy book in the air. However, the huge silver palm was burned into nothingness by the golden light around the holy book before it touched the holy book.

"Yu Han, let's go."

With a violent shout, the holy book turned around, and the space was suddenly cut open like a crack like cloth. The golden light of the holy book wrapped Zhuo Yuhan in it and disappeared into the void.

"Hmm, no one can escape in front of me. The emperor's magic weapon doesn't work either.

The virtual shadow stretched out its big hand, opened its five fingers, and stretched out into the void. As soon as the big hand was fished, the holy book was captured out of the void by the silver big hand and returned to the hall again.