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The magic mirror fuses with the black gun under lightning and thunder, making the monster on the back of the mirror become a guy holding a black gun. Since it can resist the magic mirror, the black gun head is naturally not ordinary. Perhaps it is because it artificially connects the black gun head with the gun rod, which makes its grade not look high, but in the fusion of the monster's forehead. After the horn, the power increases greatly, and a gun shadow has the ability to resist the power of thunder and lightning.

And what makes Wang Fan even more happy is that the black gun can be controlled by him and can shoot the shadow of the gun at any time. Naturally, the shadow of the gun he shoots is not comparable to the thunder and lightning, but the power is similar to the invincible shot of his last crocodile. That is to say, under a shot, even the Jindan monk can Can drink hatred.

Of course, this gun also consumes a lot of spiritual power. He has five spirits, and his spiritual power is five times more powerful than that of monks of the same level, but he can only use it five times. And because he has not practiced the Five Spirits, he can't freely convert and use the five spirits, so the five guns are not continuous, which is also the biggest hidden danger of using black guns. Otherwise, with five consecutive shots, it is estimated that Kong Ning will drink hatred. He will kill Confucianism directly. There is no need to pretend to be a ghost.

Old Bai didn't know anything about Yi Rongshu. He thought that the person in front of him was Yang Cheng. When he saw the shadow of the gun stabbing his chest, his mind turned sharply. Finally, he clenched his teeth and secretly encouraged himself. He said to himself, "If he uses the Lingbao flying sword, maybe I'm not my opponent, but with a rotten gun, I can't stop it." Thinking of waving both hands, a strange-looking bone fan appeared on his chest.

His bone fan is also extraordinary. Not only is the fan bone composed of crystal clear bones, but also the fan surface is made of fine bone fragments. As soon as it is opened, it is clear, like a bell blown by the wind through the eaves, which gives people a wonderful sense of beauty, making Wang Fan feel distracted for a moment.

"Curious magic weapon can automatically confuse people's minds."

However, Wang Fan's yuan god has been initially formed. Naturally, this confusing path has no effect, and it makes him even more angry. He can't help snorting coldly. The black gun does not dodge, and more fiercely collides with the bone fan.

There was a crisp sound, and the bone fan was pierced without surprise. Then there was a crash, and the small bones that made up the fan fell down piece by piece. The crystal clear fan bone also instantly turned into a pile of rotten bones. The momentum of the black gun was even more fierce. It pierced into the white old man's chest and gave him a fierce penetration.

Of course, the black gun is just the shadow of a gun composed of spiritual power. Once it hit the target, under the control of Wang Fan, it becomes a huge spiritual power, drilling into the white old man's body, wantonly destroying his meridians and erasing his consciousness.

For monks at the level of old Bai, his vitality is extremely tenacious. Even if his chest is broken, he may not die. Wang Fan does not want to leave any hidden danger, even if this hidden danger is left to Yang Cheng and Taiyimen.

"This-----" The old man Bai still couldn't believe it. His eyes were wide and his face was frightened, but before he finished speaking, blood surged in his mouth and nose, and then he fell to the ground with a plop and died with his eyes wide open.

"If you want to block my shot, you are still tender. Besides, even if you block the next shot, I still have another shot, I don't believe I can't kill you!"

Wang Fan snorted coldly and was very satisfied with the power of the black gun. He felt that his confidence increased greatly, and even had a sense of raising his eyebrows and exhalation.

Although the old man Bai's cultivation is lower than his, due to his old age and hopelessness, he is cruel in Taoism and his combat effectiveness is extremely strong. It is said that he has killed the Jindan monk. Although he does not know whether it is true or false, it is enough to show his strength, but even so, he can't stop his shot.

"Okay, okay, I finally have my own killer." He was overjoyed, but then he thought that although the magic mirror has long been his own magic weapon, the black gun is just a simple sacrifice. After the combination of the two, is it still not his own magic weapon?!

"Maybe I have to re-refine it when I'm free. Recently, I've learned more about refining tools. I'm going to complete the plan and pull Taiyimen and Confucianism into the water, and I'll be a flash immediately."

The death of the old man Bai soon spread. Wang Fan did not shy away from it. He simply hung his head in front of the door and warned everyone that this was the end of not obeying orders. His "Seven-person Alliance" naturally made a lot of hustle, and he aggressively asked Wang Fan to ask for guilt. Some monks even came up like a killer mace for the examination.

Wang Fan did not refuse to come, and he was shocked and killed if he was not convinced. In public, he naturally did not use a black gun, but held Yang Cheng's Lingbao Flying Sword and killed all directions with the skill of "Thousand Shadow Swords".

There were still three left for the seven brothers of the old man Bai, and the rest of the thorns who were disothren were scared to whisper. Everyone didn't even dare to say anything. When they walked on the road, they could only nod to each other.

On the contrary, Lu Mingyue, Luo Wen and others have good luck. Although Shu Bo is gone forever and is likely to have died, they have become Shu Donglin's cronies. Not to mention anything else, the trophies obtained by this siren attack alone have made a lot of money. Xu Rong even claimed that they may enter Taiyimen in the future, because Their master, Yang Cheng, is from Taiyimen, which everyone has known for a long time.

"Do you know Taiyimen, the largest faction on Central Island? My buddy will become a disciple of Taiyimen in the future. Follow me. Sooner or later, I will have you!" Xu Rong held his head high, and he looked like I was afraid of anyone.

"The person surnamed Bai doesn't know what's good or bad. He dares not to accept the command of Boss Yang. You deserve it. Don't be unconvinced. I heard that Boss Yang is going to lead our brothers. At that time, he will have all kinds of money, fame and wealth, and his cultivation resources will naturally not be less. I just wait for the cultivation to increase greatly."

"The sea monster is not a matter. Don't be nervous. I heard that the owner of Taiyi and Confucian Kong Ning have already planned to eradicate the sea demon family this time and permanently solve the worries of our human monks. In the future, the sea will be our back garden."

An unreliable thing. When I first heard about it, I'm sure no one would believe it or even sneer at it. But after listening to it more times, some people began to be skeptical. When many people say that they have noses and eyes, they will be convinced.

"No wonder Boss Bai was forcibly destroyed. Taiyimen and Kong Ning had a plan for a long time." Hou Hu, known as the "Seven-person Alliance" military division, said, "We could have been able to share some benefits, but now we are incompatible with Yang Cheng. I'm afraid that as soon as he has a chance, he will deal with us next."

The remaining two are also full of sadness. These days, they are really holding their tails. They even nodded and bowed when they saw Xu Rong and Luo Wen and other wastes. They were insulted, but they finally won the trust of Yang Cheng. The surveillance has not been so tight these days.

"Brother, let's go. Sooner or later, we will die here."

"Yes, escape and publicize it, so that the sea demons know the plans of Taiyi Sect and Confucianism, and let them kill each other."