The Emperor's Bell issued a request to protect Zhang Ji's severely injured shadow to retreat, but was pressed by a bloody palm.

Blood like flowing water flowed out of his palms. In an instant, it was dyed the entire Donghuang Bell. The ancient bronze color was no longer there, only the bright red full of blood.

The blood flying from Zhang Fan turned into mist, and the bright red mist enveloped him.

Behind him, a distance of about a meter was sprinkled with blood all over the ground.

The price is so heavy!

At a very close distance, he took Donghuang Zhong Qing's attack, and Zhang Fan's injuries were so bad that he was just a poor breath. If the next attack failed, there was no need to hit him, as he would not even have the strength to get up.

There is no blind truth to paying a huge price.

Almost the moment when his palm was pressed on the Donghuang Bell, a sharp cold light flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes, and he shouted in his heart: "Old guy, come back!"

The violent spiritual power surged out and came to the palm of your hand. The five-color light suddenly appeared.

One five-color divine light!

All Zhang Fan's magical powers were blocked and could not leave his body, but when he was firmly grasped in his palm, it was a great opportunity to exert its power.

"brush!"

The plasma on the Donghuang Bell collapsed in an instant. In an instant, the five-colored divine lights rotated hundreds of times.

After all, it was a magic weapon that was refined by himself. With the help of the five-colored divine light, it was less than a blink of an eye. The Donghuang Bell had already changed hands.

At this time, the face of the self-shadow was still standing on the shock that he saw Zhang Fan crashing into the attack of the Donghuang Bell in a suicide manner.

I took the third step back and haven't taken it yet.

Everything has happened in the midst of lightning.

The self-shadow can use the five-colored divine light to brush Zhang Fan's magic weapon. But I forgot that Zhang Fan can also use his way to do it again. Although his supernatural powers are forbidden to leave his body, there are ways to adapt.

It was this workaround method that the price of serious injury finally gave Zhang Fan the upper hand for the first time in a fierce battle.

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Three sounds of the Eastern Emperor Bell resounded through the world!

Amid the sound of the bell that shocked the soul, the water, wind and fire of the earth, and the bell that suppressed Hongmeng, Zhang Fan was unobstructed, and he felt that his injuries were no longer there. For the first time, he felt that the bell was so pleasant. For him, it was the morning bell of the evening drum and morning bell. For himself, it was the death knives.

As the Donghuang bell sounded, the shadow of self suddenly froze, and the third step was never taken.

After a moment of delay, Zhang Fan had already come to his front, and swung the sky fire fan in his hand without hesitation."

The purple sky fire turned into countless flame tongues and licked it, as if layers of waves were surging, instantly submerging the shadow of oneself.

If the shadow never spoke, as if he had no ability to speak, he would have burst out with a shocking scream.

"it's over?"

Zhang Fan had just felt relaxed in his heart, and he felt that there were no ants on his body gnawing, as if the flesh and blood were about to be separated from each other. He couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and his eyes turned dark and he almost fell to the ground.

It was this relaxation that suddenly burst out. All the pain that had been suppressed before made a flash of inspiration in Zhang Fan's mind, and he felt as if he had ignored something.

"not good!"

"main idea!"

Suddenly, my thoughts changed and finally became clear. I was shocked and my heart almost popped out of my mouth.

"Flesh!"

“My body is too strong.

Zhang Fan almost bit his tongue, and was excited to forget to absorb the essence and blood of the Golden Scale Snake. His physical strength was not as strong as that of the monsters of the same level, but his body was countless times smaller than that of the huge size.

Under such circumstances, this purple sky fire was killed for a moment.

The physical strength of the self-shadow should be comparable to that of him. It is absolutely not so fast that death. Even those purple sky fires are enough to turn ordinary Nascent Soul Real Person into ashes ten times, and there will be no change in the end.

In other words, the other party still has a chance to turn the tables, but he himself has reached the end of his life. He can't fight any more.

If that happens, everything before will be in vain. If it happens again, the difficulty will increase countless times.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan almost saved the time to look up. Under his heart, the sky fire fan was shot out from his hands. At this critical moment of life and death, he didn't care about being jealous of the five-colored divine light.

In an instant, the sky fire fan brought out a ray of light that was deep black and pure purple, and rushed straight into the purple fire in the sky, sank into the chest of my own shadow.

At this point, Zhang Fan suddenly raised his head and looked at it. His face turned "brushed"

white.

A starlight, forcing the purple fire, quickly grew in his eyes, but in just a blink of an eye, he had already occupied the entire line of sight before he could even see the whole leopard, and there was endless ice and coldness that almost freezes all over his body.

No need to look at it, Zhang Fan also knows what he is right.

A God-killing Gun!

Endless starlight, the blood evil spirit of the gods and demons blocking the gods and demons blocking the demons, the two are combined, and there is only the God-killing Battle Gun on his body!

Very fast and extremely fierce, and there is no time to react. If it is still intact, Zhang Fangui will dodge him due to some injuries. When he is tattooed, he has the power of heart pills.

The whole person seemed to be empty, and he watched the tip of the gun quickly break through the air. He almost had a thought. The net turned around and the tip of the gun was approaching the center of his eyebrows.

The distance is only one hair in length.

Blood oozed out from the middle of the eyebrows like red beans.

Cold, murderous intent, blood, gun intention, star power "breaks the skin, pierces the skull, and is about to break the brain.

If this blow is in your mind, then nothing will be left, and there is no other possibility except death on the spot.

"Did he really make the turnaround?!"

At that moment, Zhang Fan felt unwilling. He had tried all his skills to get such an opportunity and would not come back again.

Time seems to have frozen at this moment.

The God-killing Battle Spear is just pressing between the eyebrows; the murderous intent is just condensed in the distance.

Everything seems to be frozen and frozen until "

"Saving Heart"

A loud bang and a lingering reed sound was like a poisonous dragon bound by its hands and feet, struggling in every way to break through the forbidden area.

"What's going on?"

Zhang Fan suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that the God-killing war gun in front of his eyebrows was no longer there, the cold murderous intent in the skull disappeared, and everything seemed so abrupt. It was as if the cold winter of 1949 instantly turned into a hot summer day. It was clear.

He looked down and saw the God-killing Battle Spear falling in front of his toes. It was silent and deep.

I moved my heart and looked up. Not far away in front of me, purple flames swept across the world, coming and going, and disappeared in the moment Zhang Fan looked at it.

In the place where the shadow of one's original self was standing, there was nothing, only the sky fire fan was flying in the sky, drawing out the light of meteors as if they were seeking credit.

Below, a small pile of ashes floated away under the strong wind that broke out when the sky fire disappeared, spreading throughout the space of a hundred feet.

"It's over, this time it's really over."

Zhang Fan's body softened and fell to the ground, beside the God-killing Battle Spear.

Just as he was lying on the ground and stretching out his hand to capture the God-killing Gun, he caught it in the air, with only a few crystal light spots slipping away from his fingers and scattering in the air.

The same changes include the Donghuang Bell and the Jiulong View,

Everything that belongs to the shadow of oneself will disappear.

These are just simulations and replications. After the shadow was defeated, there is naturally no need to exist.

"Victed?!"

Zhang Fan shook his head, feeling extremely dangerous and extremely lucky.

Between victory and defeat, it was less than a thousandth of a finger.

The sky fire fan broke into the chest of the self-shadow and suddenly exploded, causing the purple sky fire to detonate inside. No matter how strong his body was, it turned him into ashes. Originally, he was unrepentant and had no power to win. Even if the self-shadow was dead, Zhang Fan could not escape the result of death together.

But this is in the light ball, in a hundred feet of space, and it cannot be simply copied from the outside world.

Just as the self-shadow died, all his powers dissipated, including the power that was about to invade Zhang Fan's mind.

Then those magic weapons were not able to last long, and the effort of the front and back became nothingness.

It is precisely because of this characteristic that Zhang Fan almost saved his life and also saved his victory.

"Have you narrowly won!"

Zhang Fan lay on the ground, motionless, as if he had fallen asleep, feeling the taste of victory alone.

Only he himself knows how much he has gained in this short period of more than one hour.

Although his last blow was determined to fight for his life, it was the five-colored divine light. In fact, Zhang Fan could fight with his own shadow within an hour, and finally wait for such an opportunity that was not an opportunity, because his mastery, understanding, and application of the Tianhuo Fan had reached a very high level.

With a treasure of the Heavenly Fire Fan, against the Eastern Emperor Bell, Jiulong Hope, God-killing Gun and other magic weapons, each of which is not inferior to it;

The Tianhuo Fan Fan has evolved countless magical powers. The battle between the universe, the five-color divine light, and the Zhoutian star array are each of them the great magical powers that others dream of.

Zhang Fan did it and completed this almost impossible task with his rationalization, mining and application of magic weapons.

After this incident, he will be the same as usual as his strong treasure in the future.

Before this, Zhang Fan used magic weapons. He was like a nouveau riche. He had many powerful treasures that were enough to serve as treasures for the sect, each with his own characteristics. He complemented each other, especially with many choices and not very researched, which can be said to be a huge waste.

It took him a long time to tremble and slowly open his eyes.

No one knows how long it takes to limit magic weapons, supernatural powers, and time and law phases. All limitations are missing one by one.

Then, the entire hundred-foot space collapsed little by little, weathered, turned into nothingness and dust.”

When Zhang Fan opened his eyes, a handsome back came into his eyes.
Chapter completed!