Situ Ya was running for the death to the clay pot. She didn't want to know her head. She happened to be so ugly that Zhang Jiyuan's wife was roaring like a roaring figure. What's the point now?

She was stunned at first, then was shocked, and her whole expression was as if Lao Tuo had seen a cat. She let out a tragic scream, and then hurriedly avoided it. It was like a meteor falling to the ground and fell in vain.

When he fell to the ground, his feet were unstable, as if he had stepped on something. Situ Ya fell to the ground with a "ah" sound, and looked up and saw that his palm was infinitely enlarged in front of him,"

A foundation-building monk could even fall down. It shows how shock and pressure Zhang Fan brought to her, and how much fear it was in his heart was to cause this.

At this time, Zhang Fan's murderous heart was as hot as fire, and his whole body broke through the air, full of fierce and unstoppable force. Situ Ya had just fallen to the ground, and he had already appeared with the sound of air burning and explosion, and he had not stopped for a moment. The raging flames covered his palms and covered with a bang.

The strong wind blew Cheese Situ Ya's hair all over, twisting her horrified face. When a big head was about to burst like a watermelon, it turned into a sudden burst.

The light like a purple light suddenly appeared, and the speed was so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye. At the critical moment, it blocked between the palm and the head.

"Dong"

The loud noise was like the ancient temples in the deep mountains ringing the bell, spreading from afar.

As the sound waves fluctuate, countless arc lightning distorted radiation opened, hitting Zhang Fan's protective flame hair, and layers of waves appeared.

Zhang Fan's body was blazing with flames, so naturally he could not hurt like this. He was even more angry and faintly surpassed the flames all over his body.

"There are people who dare to intervene!"

"It seems that people are not killing enough!"

Since appearing, he has killed nearly twenty people in a row. His momentum has continued to rise and accumulate, and he has gradually soared to the sky with the burning murderous intention as fuel.

At this time, the only one who dares to reach out to block the mountain will surely kill him!

Even who was not seen by the other party. Zhang Fan had a murderous intention again, snorted coldly, and pressed down his palm. The burst sound produced a burst of light and hit the purple light. In an instant, fire was splashed everywhere, purple and red intersected, and a muffled groan came from not far away.

Looking back, I saw a petite woman in her decades sitting cross-legged for dozens of feet, with her slender white jade hands layered, holding a small copper bell with purple electric light flashing.

While groaning, her delicate body trembled slightly, as if the candlelight in the wind could be extinguished at any time. Her fine teeth were printed on her lips, and blood dripping was sprayed out, but the copper bell in her hand was still motionless, and even more brilliant.

Under this pressure, the purple light under Zhang Fan's palm trembled for a moment, and suddenly shedded a flowing state, showing a clear outline, which was an ordinary-sized purple copper golden bell with purple lightning patterns on it, and the mysterious appearance was visible. Through the translucent body, Situ Ya, who was full of horror and despair, was covered in it.

Feeling the faint resistance from the palm of his palm, Zhang Fan's face suddenly became as deep as water.

Based on his understanding of the way of refining weapons, he realized as soon as he came into contact that the copper gold bell was naturally condensed from spiritual power. The real body was the bronze bell in the hand of the woman in purple, which was a spiritual weapon similar to the soul falling bell he once had. And it seemed that the level was not low, at least it was a mid-level spiritual weapon, or even a high-level spiritual weapon.

Similar to the Soul-falling Bell, this kind of copper bell-shaped spiritual weapon is both offensive and defensive. The attack method of this copper gold bell is supposed to be the thunder power that was previously stimulated as the sound waves spread.

Because of both offense and defense, the strength in defense will definitely not be too great. If Zhang Fan is given enough time, it will naturally not be difficult to break through, and it may even in turn hurt the female body of the commander's spiritual weapon. It may not be impossible.

But he didn't have this time!

In an instant, several purple streams flashed. Four or five female disciples of the Shenxiao Sect wearing purple clothes and carrying long swords appeared.

The leader is the one with a strong figure as strong as a man. Her outfit tends to be masculine, neat and graceful, even her words and deeds are the same.

As soon as he landed, he didn't say anything, and his sword was unsheathed, pointed at Zhang Fan from afar, shouting:

"Use the sword as the guide, and the nine heavens resist thunder."

It was as if the magnificent singing and dancing led the singer. Before the woman finished speaking, the other few people started singing at the same time. The sound was like layers of waves rising. Later, they gradually couldn't tell the difference. They felt the roars, faintly responding to the thunder in the sky.

"Shenxiao Yu Order, Purple Lightning Prisoner".

"scold!"

The long sword pointed at Zhang Fan in a distance, and at the same time, the purple light on the white fingers was rich and the purple light was almost condensed. Just like the sharp sword here, they pointed out at him in unison.

A cloud like ink and flashing purple light for a moment. It was like taking the order of Jun, and there was no hesitation for a moment. Dozens of thunder pillars, small as thick as wrists, large as water buckets, slammed down from the sky.

The thunder pillars were passing through countless purple electric arcs. They shot toward all directions, and when it was the thunder pillars themselves, they seemed to be led by those swords. The position of a few fingers fell straight, and from beginning to end, they faintly covered Zhang Fan's surroundings, as if no matter how he avoided it, he would encounter several thunder pillars. If it was Xiao Ba, it would be even worse. A cage with infinite destructive power would be covered with purple light. Zhang Fan, who was at the center of all attacks, had a layer of purple feeling on his face, which made the appearance below him become deeper, like an infinite sea, and seemed calm. The huge waves were brewing faintly.

Since the appearance of these female monks of the Shenxiao Sect, one of them has been responsible for the rescue, and the other few people have taken action in an instant. They are orderly and obviously have planned it, and their magic is not for repelling, but it seems that they are determined to keep Zhang Fan.

"well!"

"You want to kill me, but you have to see that you don't have the ability."

"I want to kill you!"

Zhang Fan laughed wildly, but there was no smile in his eyes. Instead, there was a resolute look and a dazzling cold light appeared. At the same time, his left hand, which had been holding onto the copper golden bell, suddenly released, turned and flipped, as if he was holding something in his hand.

This movement was extremely fast and the amplitude was extremely substantial. Under the cover of purple lights in the sky, the women opposite did not notice it, but had never escaped Situ Ya's eyes.

Under the bronze golden bell, Situ Ya was ecstatic when she saw this, thinking that the sisters' rescue attack finally made the evil star retreat. She didn't expect that her heart had just let go, but she suddenly tightened and lifted it up. It seemed as if a big hand was pinching it in vainly, and her heart was so nervous that she almost wanted to suffocate.

She looked from the bottom and clearly saw that with Zhang Fan's movement, a fiery red ball fell into her palm and suddenly pinched and held it.

Immediately, she didn't wait for her to guess the function of the ball, but the unknown premonition had just risen. She saw a sudden light in the palm of her hand that was clenched into a fist, as if a small sun was hiding in it. The most violent flame was bursting, and she was about to break through the darkness and jump out of the sea.

The dazzling light filled Situ Ya, who could not close her eyes, with tears in her eyes, but she did not dare to relax. She stared at her tightly, seeing the surging flames and tides. She instantly poured out, using her palms as a bridge, and instantly spread across Zhang Fan's entire body.

In an instant, the flames in the sky broke through everything, and the flames seemed to surge into the sky like a pillar of fire, and suddenly rose dozens of feet. The sound of explosions resounded, almost without any excessiveness, and instantly dyed the sky red, the red clouds dyed all over, competing with the thunder and purple light.

With Zhang Fan's body as the center, it seemed like a giant pillar that burned flames, and the flames burst. Suddenly, a vacuum bridge was burning in the air. The air, lightning, and thunder around had not been delayed for a moment. It was uncontrollably twisted and filled in instantly.

This is the great power of nature, and the magic spell that is known as the power of thunder, how can it be changed?

Jiuyao's thunder and purple lightning cage turned into countless fine lights in such an understatement, and they collided with each other in the pillar of vacuum, and were annihilated in a flash.

"How is that possible?"

He looked shocked, and at the same time, several monks who were full of confidence and were expected to see Zhang Fan struggled in the purple lightning and then turned into coke. The tall and toned leading woman even exclaimed with her hands covering her mouth, her eyes full of disbelief.

The fire pillar seemed to be unable to consume the flames on Zhang Fan's body. The sound of exclamation fell, and the sound of flames exploded again. The red light gradually emerged and incandescent and unfacing.

The third level of heaven, the first level of flame, the peak of ordinary fire!

The treasure that was held by Zhang Fan before was the "Three Heavens".

The seventh floor in the first level of flame was consumed as early as the day after it broke through to the middle stage of foundation building, but the remaining three floors were the best choice to deal with the current situation.

In fact, with Zhang Fan's current ability to withstand, even the second level of Mu Flame is not completely unaware. If so, the instant burst out with enough power to kill the opponent to the slag, but the women in front of him are not worthy of him wasting this treasure!

The hand holding the third level of heaven suddenly tightened. At the peak of the mortal fire, all the remaining first level of flames were no longer reserved, and all rushed into the body. A terrifying heat wave in the Xuan Dynasty surged out and swept across it. Within a radius of a hundred feet, they were all red and red.

In this red light, everyone suddenly felt in breathable, as if it was not air that was sucking into their mouths, but were constantly scorching in the flames, and the extremely hot red sand, the entire lungs were in severe pain, as if it was burning.

Without the unconsciousness that day, Zhang Fan only felt that the extremely violent power of the fire source was surging in his body, and his whole body was unprecedentedly powerful. His body was like a huge volcano that was about to erupt. The only thoughts of catharsis were filled in his heart.

This is exactly what he wants!

With his palm flipped, the third heaven disappeared. At the same time, he didn't see how he acted. He just turned over and covered the bronze golden bell with a bang.

"Bang!"

Like dew and lightning, like a dream bubble, the light of light flashed violently, and the entire copper golden bell flashed like a bubble with almost no resistance, and suddenly disappeared.
Chapter completed!