He is best at being attacked by the enemy's most often. It is impossible to say that Zhang Fan does not feel strange in his heart.

However, in a flash, this strange color and depression disappeared from his face and heart, and the rest was ecstasy.

Zhang Fan blocked this attack, although he was restricted by the narrow space power and was unable to avoid it, but he also had the intention of trying to compare it.

The result was undoubtedly very satisfying.

According to his own estimate, if he was outside, he would personally use the universe in his sleeves, which would be enough to protect Ziji Tianhuo and his own in it.

The result now is that the self-shadow has not done this at all, but has only barely tear apart the purple fire ball.

This gap is unreasonable!

The reasons are nothing more than two reasons. One is that there is no Qiankun Sleeve to help each other; the other is that its "main soul" consciousness does not have enough understanding of Qiankun, the great power of Shun.

This alone is enough to make him feel hope for the situation in front of him.

The lack of Qiankun Sleeve proves that the magic weapon he copied was just the few things he summoned from Biaokong when he fought against Fairy Yun Hua and the other three.

This stroke has relieved countless pressures.

The second point shows that the "main soul" has its limitations in mastering and improving magical powers. It is just barely used by magical powers like Qiankun in the sleeve, let alone improving the power. It cannot even fully release power.

The smoke disappeared, and the two stood opposite each other again in the hundred-foot space.

This time, Zhang Fan's spirit was very different.

It is as sharp as a mountain, and it cannot stand below the sword of the Heavenly Sword, and there is no intention of tempting to show weakness.

The so-called momentum is ultimately due to strength. After discovering that the other party is not completely invincible, the momentum is completely different.

The two sides had just confronted each other for a moment and had a fierce battle, and then they had begun again.

Outside the light ball, white light sprinkles everywhere, without any sign of dimness.

Half an hour has passed since Zhang Fan entered it.

At the beginning, even Taoist Lei Ze and others who were most confident and had the greatest hope in Zhang Fan did not agree with this, thinking that even if Zhang Fan could win the battle, it would have been a matter of several attempts.

Now it's the second time I entered, strictly speaking, it's the first time to play against me, and no one has cared too much about it.

I never thought that it took him so long to enter.

"what does that mean?"

After looking at each other, everyone stood up and gathered under the light ball, with different expressions on their faces. It was indescribable to say that. In a blink of an eye, it was a long time since Zhang Fan had fought fiercely for less than an hour.

At this time, everyone's faces had changed from surprise to horror.

"He, can he really win?"

Fairy Yun Hua murmured to himself, thinking that his voice was very low, but it was heard into everyone's eyes.

But no one looked at her, and each had his own plans. Except for his own people, no one knew what he was thinking.

They have all fought against their own shadows, and they all know their strengths. They know what Zhang Fan means in the same room as an entire hour.

It was just a hundred feet of space, and there was not even room for maneuver. Being able to do so could only prove that the two sides were hard to distinguish and could not decide the winner.

"How did he do it?"

No matter how he felt about Zhang Fan, almost without exception, everyone in the scene had such a question. He thought about everything and could not find out, and his heart was like a cat's claws scratching.

How did Zhang Fan do it? It was just a fight.

The space of a hundred feet is full of starlight at this time. For example, if it is filled with a vortex nebula, countless stars are rotating in a specific trajectory. At a glance, there are no less than thousands.

"Big Zhoutian Formation!"

There are 365 stars in the Zhoutian Star Map inside, and 365 stars outside, and 3650 stars in it. The one who lives there is Zhang Fan holding the Heavenly Fire Fan.

After the formation of the arrogant Zhoutian Formation, he kept thinking, who would be the first one, "who enjoys it," thought for thousands of years, but never thought that this person who was eating meat was himself?

Where do you start?

If it weren't for this time and the situation was happening, from awkwardness to surprise to habits and then to numbness, he would probably feel absurd.

"Fortunately, there is no star gold, no star core!"

This is the only thing worth comforting.

Over such an hour, Zhang Fan has tasted countless magical powers from inconspicuous to the three magical powers one by one. If the other party had not had any problems in mastering these great magical powers, there were always deviations. He could not exert enough power, so he would have been unable to keep an eye on it.

Even so, it is almost at its limit now.

It’s okay to have your own problems, but the most serious thing is that as time goes by, the self-shadow’s mastery of these great powers has gradually improved.

At the beginning, there were only 365 Zhoutian Star Formation to deal with him. Now, I can already coat the large Zhoutian Formation, and its power has increased by several times.

but,,

“Not enough!”

Zhang Fan knew that the last chance

As time goes by, his chances are getting worse and worse, even if it fails this time, and it is even more unlikely to succeed next time.

He was almost exhausted, but the other party was as tired as when the war started on the Internet, as if a high-intensity battle had never happened.

This is undoubtedly the greatest unfairness, but it is helpless to be under the roof.

The most depressing thing is that this main soul, which controls the shadow of oneself, has obvious learning ability. When his mastery of supernatural powers becomes stronger and stronger, the possibility of defeating him becomes more and more

"The battle must be successful!"

Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed, as if he had chosen someone and devoured him. Understanding that the other party's mistake in front of him was the best and last chance.

If it were him, he would never use the Great Zhoutian Formation to deal with masters of the same level without the Star Gold.

The Zhoutian Star Array is a great magical power that relies extremely on the star metal, or it may reach an unpredictable state in the future and condense the stars out of thin air. It is obviously impossible now.

"This is the flaw!"

Zhang Fan shouted violently and threw out the Tianhuo Fan. He trembled suddenly in the air, and countless purple Mars exploded. At first, just a few sparks, and in a moment, they turned into thousands of wheel-like fireballs. They floated around, just like the Zhoutian star array.

Use the Heavenly Fire Fan to control the purple sky fire and indirectly arrange the Zhoutian Star Array.

It is precisely through similar means that Zhang Fan can fight with his own shadow until now.

This is also the original intention of the true immortal on land.

Dig deep into a magic weapon to achieve the realm of using a magic weapon to evolve endless magical powers.

Since Zhang Fan had never lacked such things around him since he was a teenager, but had endless treasures, so he never thought of this.

This time, I was forced into a dead end by this damn light ball and even more damn self-shadow, so I had to dig deeper and try my best to support it.

At this time, Zhang Fan was really a bit like watching those casual cultivators figure out a common magic weapon when they were young.

From the initial discomfort to the current joy, and to the point where it is natural and endless satisfaction arises from the heart.

"break!"

All kinds of thoughts came in his mind, and they did not affect his movements at all. With the loud shouts, the Zhoutian star array formed by purple fire was washed from the inside out, like a black hole, instantly tearing apart the vortex star.

"boom"

With the earth-shaking roar, the hundred-foot space shaking violently as if it had collapsed. This one was repeated. It experienced countless destruction and recovery in the time.

The low fire and the starlight were annihilated each other. Although the purple fire tore the Zhoutian star formation, it was also flooded by the star power that swarmed in later times.

At this time, in a large area of ​​mottled light and shadow, Zhang Fan appeared from the void, only a few feet away from the self-shadow on the opposite side.

It's several feet away, but it's only a single step.

At this distance, both sides were almost shocked and took action in an instant. Zhang Fan did not choose to advance or retreat at this time, but immediately grabbed the Tianhuo Fan floating above his head in his hand.

There was less than a gap between the blink of an eye. Almost as soon as his palm held the sky fire fan, the five-colored divine light burst out from his own shadow hand.

"It's too late!"

Zhang Fan laughed loudly, his body shortened, and the lightning shot out, heading towards his own shadow.

This is an opportunity, an opportunity he created specifically.

The Tianhuo Fan is his only ability to resist. Faced with the Tianhuo Fan leaving his hand, how could the self-shadow give up such an opportunity?

Just a little bit away, Zhang Fan will be disarmed. With one blow, how could the other party resist such temptation?

But this is just a bait. It is to attract the five-colored divine light to take action.

The five-colored divine light came out without attacking, and Zhang Fan flashed by in a flash, vising his own shadow.

The distance is so close that you can almost hear your breathing.

Retreat, the shadow kept retreating, and in the face of Zhang Fan's desperate bets, he had to avoid it for a while.

While withdrawing from the first step, the Donghuang Bell suddenly appeared in front of him. A crow cried, and the Donghuang Bell turned into ripples of sound waves and rushed straight towards Zhang Fan.

After the shadow retreated from the second step and flashed out of the gap, just waiting to escape with the technique of transforming rainbows. A look of astonishment suddenly flashed across his face.

Facing the attack instead of defense by Donghuangzhong, Zhang Fan did not dodge or avoid, retreat or block, and rushed into it.

Immediately, I stretched out a palm, and even if countless blood flew out in an instant, I still firmly grabbed the Donghuang Bell in the air.

This is not only the arms, but also the whole body.

Zhang Fan, who suffered this blow, became almost a bloody man, as if he was instantly cut by countless swords and divided into countless pieces.

Blood stained the sky, and remained firm. Zhang Fan's eyes were definitely not changed at all. He finally pressed his hand on the Donghuang Bell.
Chapter completed!