Chapter 130 Ten Demons 2

A earthy yellow light rose to the sky, and a heavy earthy smell, accompanied by a strong sword, swept away to the Gengjin sword. The collision of the two peerless swords, the competition of the cultivation of the two demon practitioners in the early stage of Yuanying, with the novel vision of the rest of the people, finally burst out.

The sharp explosion kept ringing, and the Gengjin sword spirit and Duanyue sword spirit collided. In the end, no one could help but get anyone and disappeared into the invisible.

Seeing that there was a good opportunity at this time, Zhang Fan rubbed his hands, and a series of blood-colored lightning that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye floated from his palm and constantly integrated into the newly generated bloody fingerprints. Zhang Fan sneered slightly, fiercely sacrificed the bloody big handprint in his hand, and greeted the man in gray robe.

The man in gray robe was shocked and hurriedly wanted to sacrifice a formula to resist the bloody big handprint. As a result, Yuanying in the purple mansion was shocked, and a bloody lightning that could not be felt by a subtle consciousness shot into Yuanying. The gray-robed man suddenly became dull when his magic power was running. Then, the bloodshaman's big handprint hit the gray robe man fiercely. Zi's body, the man in gray robe screamed, spit blood and flew out, fell outside the boundary, and did not know whether he was alive or dead.

Zhang Fan made an apology expression, then glanced at everyone, slowly recovered the magic power consumed in his body, and waited for the next challenger.

After a long time, a young and handsome man ran into the boundary in a glazed white, with his hair casually on his shoulders, a pair of Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, and his eyes kept looking at Zhang Fan. Then he said, "Your Excellency hasn't replied completely yet. I won't bully you." Provocation, ** naked provocation. This man is playing a good idea. He wants to anger Zhang Fan when Zhang Fan's strength has not returned to the peak and force Zhang Fan to fight for face. In this way, his chances of winning are a little bigger.

If this man fights with ordinary people, this will definitely anger the other party. He can't wait to come forward and fight with this man, but Zhang Fan is different. After so many ups and downs, my mood has long been running in and round. When to endure and when not, Zhang Fan's heart is like a mirror.

Zhang Fan smiled and bowed his hand and said, "Well, thank you, brother." After saying that, he meditated and adjusted in full view of the public.

The man opposite didn't expect Zhang Fan to be like this, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. It's true that I lifted it up and stoned my own feet." The man said depressedly. If I had known Zhang Fan was like this, it would have been great if he rushed up at the beginning.

Zhang Fan did not observe the man whose face had changed. He closed his eyes, united his mind, and constantly restored his strength. The divine consciousness sank into the purple mansion, constantly observing the bloody lightning around Yuanying, and Zhang Fan's mind slowly rose to life.

"I just tried it by chance and it really succeeded. My guess is indeed correct. This bloody lightning has a miraculous effect on Yuanying. However, I still have few bloody lightning at this time, and I can only symbolically paralyze the other party's Yuanying. If I wait for this bloody lightning to be enough and come fiercely, I'm afraid Yuan Ying, a true man in the general period, will be destroyed. After the fusion of this bloody lightning and Zhang Fan's Yuanying, it can slowly produce new bloody lightning, but the amount is very small, so Zhang Fan dares not have too much at a time, but with this bloody lightning as one of the killers, Zhang Fan is also much tougher.

After about two columns of incense, Zhang Fan couldn't help raising his strength to the peak, and also digested the experience of the first battle of the demon practitioners who had just been promoted to the early stage of Yuanying, which can be said to have been well prepared. And because the other party made a mistake in the first step just now and waited for so long (in this man's opinion), his mind had been restless and a little disordered. Zhang Fan smiled and slowly stepped forward and said, "Brother Ren is restless. What's the matter?"

The man blushed and said, "It's okay. Let's start now." The man was eager to fight with Zhang Fan, but he didn't know that because of this tension, his heart was even more disordered. Only then did the man realize his strangeness and quickly calm his mind, but he could not reach the state just now. Unconsciously, my mood was different from Zhang Fan.

The owner of the magic flame door looked at Zhang Fan and nodded, "Calm, calm. Not bad, not bad." Xu Zitong looked aside and couldn't help but feel a little proud. That expression said that it didn't look at whose disciple it was. With a slap on his face, everyone looked at it in their hearts, and their teeth were itchy. They couldn't wait to go up and beat Xu Zitong. But this is just thinking about it in your heart. Go and beat them? Funny, the light one is beaten back, and the heavy one is lifeless.

Zhang Fan smiled again, but his hands had secretly pinched the formula and kept greeting the man. The man looked at the black blooded big handprints, but suddenly calmed down, reached out to the void, and a silver pen appeared in the man's hand. At this moment, Zhang Fan suddenly realized that he did not condense his empty space.

As soon as this pen appeared, the onlookers outside the venue all talked about it one after another: "As soon as the 'Dan calligraphy and painting saint' Nie Lin's mountain and river pen comes out, this one will be difficult."

Although it is far away, Zhang Fan can also hear it clearly. Huh?' Dan calligraphy and painting saint Nie Lin? Nie Lin and Nie Qing are all handsome and men...

Zhang Fan raised his head and looked at Nie Lin's appearance carefully. The first feeling for Zhang Fan is that he is handsome and quite handsome. Moreover, the facial features are very similar. Are they?

Zhang Fan said at this moment, "Brother, do you know Nie Qing?"

"That's my brother." Nie Lin was stunned, but he was waving an inconspicuous silver pen in his hand, and a little strong ink kept spilling out. One by one, the ink dots seemed to have a lot of power, directly broken the big fingerprints of blood, and the residual power was thrown to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan was shocked that the strength of Nie Lin and Nie Qing had some strength at this moment. I'm afraid Nie Lin is better than Nie Qing. But Zhang Fan is not afraid of him and hasn't shown his real ability yet. That's scary. It's really funny.

Zhang Fan waved his big sleeves, and layers of dense blood and evil spirits surged out, forming whirlpools, transferring ink points to other places with the power of rotation.

When Nie Lin saw that Zhang Fan actually cracked his trick like this, his eyes couldn't help but light up. A belligerent fire ignited, and the silver pen in his hand waved harder. The ink drops slowly derived silver runes, shining in the void. Then, Nie Qing bit the pen, pinched the formula with his hands, and his head kept shaking. In a short period of time, a mini version of Shanhesheji appeared in front of Nie Lin out of thin air. With the sky as the curtain, the earth as the board, and the aura as the ink, a huge breath came from the map of the mountains and rivers. It seemed that countless creatures were disillusioned in it and formed their own world.

"Amazing!" Zhang Fan saw the appearance of this mountain and river community map, and his face changed. He felt the strong momentum. Although Zhang Fan was a little worried, he was more warlike!

Zhang Fan spit out a ball of blood, and the blood around his body surged and integrated into the blood. In an instant, the body of a tall blood emperor was formed. Zhang Fan's fierce step and integrated into the body of the bloody emperor.

A king's spirit came from Zhang Fan. Now that the realm is high, Zhang Fan's integration into the Blood Emperor feels different. This is the power of the king. When the king is angry, millions of corpses are buried, blood flows into rivers, the mountains collapse and the earth is cracked, and the world turns upside down!

The Blood Emperor gradually raised his right hand, and a small blood city slowly floated up, turning into a virtual shadow and falling in the center of the field. Bloody Emperor's eyes flashed, and his body gradually transformed into a bloody robe, and a bloody rune attached to the robe.

Then, the blood city slowly condensed into an entity, and a desolate breath kept coming out. A flag on the blood city automatically rose without wind, and on this flag was exactly the word "kill".

Zhang Fan, who was melted in the Blood Emperor, was shocked and vaguely felt that this "blood refining big * method" had a big article.

As soon as Nie Lin saw this bloody city come out, he suddenly laughed and said, "You are really powerful, but I don't know if my mountain and river community is better, or your blood city is more powerful." After saying that, Nie Qing threw up the silver pen high, pinched the formula with both hands, and read a word in his mouth.

The silver pen was released in the air, and then it seemed to be held by an invisible hand, and suddenly added a stroke to the mountain and river community map. Then, the mountain and river community map slowly turned virtual and seemed to dissipate invisibly.

And a flower in front of Zhang Fan seemed to have been brought into this mountain and river community map.

One side is warm and hanging high, and there are no clouds.

There is a dilapidated thatched hut at the head of the village, but the sound of reading keeps coming from the house. Zhang Fan is like a person parallel to this world. He can't see and can't make a sound, like a passer-by in this world.

Then, the scene turned around. There was a group of literati debating in a court, while Zhang Fan suddenly stared. Looking at this scene, Nie Lin held a dagger and actually slaughtered all these literati. Then he seemed to be heartbroken and burst into laughter.

Suddenly, a huge space force came and pulled Zhang Fan into one world after another. Finally, Zhang Fan came to a battlefield.

On a high mountain opposite, in the long pavilion, Nie Lin is sitting on it, swinging the feather fan leisurely, and at the foot of the mountain, there are countless army soldiers, murderous.

And Zhang Fan is on a low hill with nothing. But Zhang Fan smiled contemptuously and said, "What can I do if I don't?"

When his heart moved, a bloody castle appeared out of thin air, and Zhang Fan was sitting on the throne composed of bloody white bones at this moment, and under the city was a bloody soldier!

The generals of both sides waved their flags, and the soldiers struggled out to form one long dragon after another to hang each other.

This is a battle, no victory or defeat, only depth!

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After the exam, there is no manuscript, so it's even later today. I'm sorry.