Paiji slowly explored his spiritual sense into the universe of Grandma Tong with expectation

Killing a powerful enemy and then plundering the other party's Qiankun bag, he didn't know how many times he had done this in more than ten years, but his feelings were different at this time, and he felt a little excited in his heart. Xi Ruo did this for the first time in his life.

After all, this is the Qiankun bag of Master Jiedan, so how can it be compared?

After a while, a strange look suddenly appeared on Zhang Fan's face. The things inside were really beyond his expectations.

Spirit stones, spiritual stones piled up like mountains.

Although cultivators are used to taking all their belongings with them, there are too many of them!

In his spiritual sense, there are hundreds of thousands of spirit stones in the Qiankun bag, which is nothing. The main reason is that there are some medium-grade spirit stones and high-grade spirit stones, except for the lack of top-grade spirit stones. They can be used for all.

A look of surprise flashed across his face, and then suddenly, the shape of a rag in the corner of his clothes reappeared in his mind.

"Go away!"

Zhang Fan shook his head, feeling a little embarrassed.

The reason why these spirit stones are covered with mud and sand is that there are both terrifying numbers of low-grade spirit stones and rare high-grade spirit stones. This is obviously how it comes from.

Grandma Tong cleared the entire Jinjue Land. I don’t know how many people they killed, but she probably plundered their Qiankun bags.

Those are all cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage and Foundation Establishing Stage. It is impossible for Zhang Fan to have so many good things on him. Naturally, there is nothing that can be attracted by the dignified Grandmaster of Killing Dan, so he plundered all the spirit stones, which is possible.

Among them, the ones that really belong to her are probably those medium-grade spirit stones, and there are also "

Zhang Fan's heart moved, and the Qiankun bag in his hand was wiped. In an instant, ten crystal-clear spirit stones emitting colorful light were paved on the ground in front of him.

"High-grade spirit stone!"

For Zhang Fan now, medium-grade and high-grade spirit stones, there is no difference between medium-grade spirit stones now. With his level of cultivation, he cannot use such high-quality things. Even low-grade spirit stones can be satisfied.

What really made him think was when he saw these high-grade spirit stones, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was a teleportation array, where the spirit stones should be inlaid, there were only piles of colorful spirit stone powder.

Next to it, a beautiful girl with purple orchid blooming on her forehead, quiet, and the smile on her face makes people feel so distressed!

"Teleport array!"

On that day, it was because of the lack of these high-grade spirit stones that we could not find out.

Zhang Fan was silent for a moment, took back the spirit stones, and his spiritual sense continued to sweep through it. He then tilted, and a few things he was attracted to were immediately poured out and appeared on the ground in front of him.

The long-necked jade bottle is as moist as a cream, and the thunder pattern mark on it appears and does not leak any trace of the spiritual energy inside;

The cone-shaped spiritual weapon, purple lightning, and a faint roar came from it, as if an unyielding thunder beast was blocked and fighting forever.

There are roughly more than ten jade bottles, but there is only one spiritual weapon.

Zhang Fan opened the cap of the jade bottle and lowered his head. In just a moment, all the more than ten bottles were checked and they took them back into the Qiankun bag.

After doing this, a complicated look appeared on his face, not sure whether it was joy or loss.

These are all good things, and they are filled with good elixirs. Unfortunately, they are all taken by Master Jiedan to help improve their cultivation.

With his current cultivation level, for a long time, these elixirs that can be called treasures can only be used as pounds and are decorated. It is a pity!

After regretting for a moment, Zhang Fan turned his attention to the last cone-shaped spiritual weapon.

Speaking of which, Grandma Tong is really poor! It seems that the purple sword is her most precious thing.

Not only is there no other magic weapon left in the Qiankun bag, but it is also a spiritual weapon connected to Zhang Fan's eyes. There is only one. Other things are really not as good as those he has refined by himself.

This purple electric cone is different.

The name Purple Electric Cone was chosen by Zhang Fan. Since he was planning to use it himself, he naturally had to give it a name.

From Zhang Fan's perspective of refining weapons for many years, this spiritual weapon is almost between high-level spiritual weapons and top-level spiritual weapons. It has the qualifications of top-level spiritual weapons and an extremely rare thunder beast spirit, but it does not have the material that top-level spiritual weapons should have, so it can be said that there is still room for improvement.

Even now, it is already very powerful.

Thunder beast, an ancient powerful monster, is now rare in the human world.

It is shaped like a deer and is about a meter tall. It has a horn on its head like a cone. It is born with a genus of thunder. It can ride in heaven. It is not only very fast, but also has an amazing power on its head. It was also powerful in ancient times.

With Grandma Tong's strength, let alone such monsters that you can't see, even if you see them, you will definitely not be the opponent of the other party, let alone to flatten its power source and make this purple electric cone!

Tenth**, this is also a treasure that has been passed down in the Shenxiao Sect for many years, like the Nine Fire Flame Dragon Ball and the Dark Demon Banner. If the material is improved to a higher level, it should be a true top-level spiritual weapon that is not inferior to the Nine Fire Flame Dragon Ball.

In order to avoid accidents, Zhang Fan had self-destructed two magic weapons, which was greatly reduced in attack methods. After Benchuan went out to the house, he re-refined this emergency and wanted to sleep as the pillow. Just one of them was better.

In terms of value, the purple electric cone is far above the Butian.com and Qiankun Circle.

After refining the purple light cone, Zhang Fan did not leave immediately. Instead, he sat cross-legged, swallowed the pills, and regulated his breath for a long time until he completely recovered the loss of the previous battle, and then he grew up.

The position at this time should have been considered the edge of the sword tomb, but under the battle between Sword Soul and Grandma Tong and the terrifying power of self-destructing the golden elixir, it has long been razed to the ground. Only hundreds of feet away can the scene of the sword tomb with countless broken swords.

There is also Zhang Fan’s goal.

After getting the origin of gold, there is no place to be nostalgic here.

His body moved, turned into a stream of light, and flew towards the center of the sword tomb at a very fast speed, and disappeared for a moment.

The yellow sand curtain rises thousands of miles away, and the sun is hidden in the west corner.

On the edge of the hazy and dim dust, a bright white light appeared, like a water curtain, ripples.

In a moment, the bright white luster gradually faded away and turned dim, just like the yellow sand in front of you, unable to tell each other.

But for a moment, the light curtain blurred and then disappeared like a bubble, revealing one of the figures in the dark clothes.

"Um?"

"A land of terror!"

Zhang Fan calmed down a little and looked at the sun.

All of this is similar to the previous scene changes. The difference is that at first glance, his expression suddenly changed.

Looking at the endless desert, it suddenly became hazy, as if a scroll covered with yellow sand and white grass was rolled by a big hand, folded and rolled.

The sound of flying sand that was originally filled with heaven and earth disappeared in vain. I felt a twist, just like before the cracked ground-falling mirror, I could see the image of myself in the mirror, cracking inch with all the surrounding environment, and it was no longer complete.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Fan's face suddenly became as deep as water, and he didn't know what had happened.

He endured the simplicity of pulling force on his body. He looked into the distance and saw that the originally out of reach suddenly seemed to be in front of him, and at the same time, his eyes passed through, as if he could look at an infinite distance.

This is true, Zhang Fan saw with his own eyes. A moving dune that had been moving for a moment suddenly blurred and then collapsed, revealing a large oasis behind it.

The oasis naturally cannot be hidden under the sand dunes. It can only be the space staggered and folded, moving something in the distance, and that's how it is.

This situation became more and more intense, and the large scenes were washed like fragments of mirrors; it flashed by, and the end of the world instantly turned into a short distance, and the scene at the end of the desert suddenly appeared in front of him.

The yellow sand is like a curtain, covering the sky and the sun.

The silver needles are like rain, and the hair falls.

Countless silver needles were covered with the earth, and each needle tip seemed to be guided by some magical power, thrusting out the yellow sand one by one, without any loss or mistakes, extremely strange.

In an instant, all the silver needles were united and turned into a small needle that seemed ordinary but extremely sharp and agile. It flashed away and appeared on a fat big hand.

The big hand suddenly clenched, and the silver needle suddenly disappeared, and all the light disappeared. Looking back, there was only a pair of bright eyes, as if they could directly project on Zhang Fan's body through infinite distances.

"It's him!"

After looking at each other, Zhang Fan was shocked. He finally understood who he had taken away the origin of the earth.

It was not the first time he saw the situation in front of him. However, the person who stood in the distance and looked back indifferently was himself, and the person who naturally pulled the world with great force was just someone else.

"The concubine surnamed Chen!"

At the projected person, he was originally indifferent, then condensed, as if he was moved, and finally focused on the gaze on his face. Zhang Fan's expression remained motionless, without showing any panic and dodging, but just looked straight past calmly.

"Master of Killing Dan?"

"If I had arrived in this Fire Spirit Land, I might have given you three points."

"But now, hum!"

Zhang Fan really has nothing to fear, and Grandma Tong may not be inferior to this person. What's more, in the previous battle, his trump card was not consumed at all. If he really faced the game, he would be able to surprise the other party!

After looking at each other, what flashed through his heart was not the eye of a master of Jiedan, but the excitement and pleasure that had been entangled and gloomy for many years, one day!

Feeling the murderous intent in the other party's eyes as sharp as his needle-shaped magic weapon, Zhang Fan suddenly smiled, and took a step forward with his hands behind his back.

"Even though the waves are great, you don't like or be afraid. You must do everything you should do and you will never worry about it."

"Come on whatever you want! Let's solve it in one go."

This step seemed to be at the point where some kind of key was. Wherever you were, it suddenly collapsed and wandered, drifting like fragments of the world, flying towards a certain place.

As if he felt the true meaning in his eyes, Lao Qi, surnamed Chen, at the infinite distance, suddenly brushed his sleeves and turned around and left.

In time, the two seemed to be at both ends of the world, and they were gone quickly and would eventually gather together. The interpretation was endless.
Chapter completed!