This time, not long after Zhang Fan stood still, a handsome young man like a white-faced scholar came up after leaving his position, and when he saw that Zhang Fan was already on it, he was stunned for a moment, and then saluted: "Daoist friends are really lucky, if you meet you early, I'm afraid you won't even have the qualifications to come up." ”

Jiang Xiaowan, who was in the dry position, suddenly looked at this guy like an idiot, and the others also looked strange, saying this humblely, but the smell of gunpowder was very strong.

Zhang Fan was also obviously stunned for a moment, and said: "I think this sentence is just the opposite. ”

"Hehe, you're an ugly monster, it's good to have confidence, but arrogance is another story. Give you another chance, get out of here, and I can spare your life. The handsome scholar said indifferently, although the words were said to Zhang Fan, but his eyes glanced at the female monks who had reached the top from time to time, and his eyes flashed with inexplicable light, and the small fan shook quickly.

Zhang Fan was speechless, this NPC is a bit interesting, this is to use himself as a stepping stone, to show the female cultivators on the scene, by stepping on himself to attract everyone's attention, I was suddenly unhappy.

Then he slapped the sect master of the Desire Demon Sect who was cross-legged on the edge: "If you throw your apprentice down and lose people to your Desire Demon Sect, you won't be disqualified from being in the next place." ”

The handsome middle-aged man said with a smile: "My little apprentice has a good skin, and he has some talent in cultivating my sect, which has always been incomprehensible. ”

"Then I'm relieved." Zhang Fan nodded.

"Bastard, I have come all the way, and no one can resist my Lust Demon Sutra, so it's up to you to kneel down for me." With the words of the scholar, his eyes seemed to lose focus, and a strange aura spread to envelop this space.

More than a dozen people on the top of the mountain cast their own defensive spells, and endless desires surged from their hearts, but they were so profound in their cultivation, and the spells were not aimed at them, so they could resist them.

Zhang Fan still doesn't have any unusual feelings, the love demon is in his body, and he is the ancestor who controls desires.

"It's impossible, I want to make waves in the sea!!"

The scholar began to cast spells on the twelfth layer of mana, and as the fluctuation of this spell spread, all kinds of eager and greedy looks appeared in the eyes of the other people on the top of the mountain, although they could control their actions, the deepest desire in their hearts had been irrepressibly revealed.

This is still a spell affecting them, if it is aimed at them, it is estimated that it will take a lot of effort to control it, why the Demon Desire Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect are strong, it is because they can kill people invisibly. The spell may seem unremarkable, but only those who have experienced it will understand the power of the spell.

Zhang Fan's silver hair in the form of a skeleton danced and asked, "Two moves, it can be regarded as giving your sect master face, then it's your turn." ”

The scholar's eyes were frenzied, angry, hateful, and ashamed for a moment, and the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, and when he encountered such a situation, he almost ignored his spells. He didn't expect that he wanted to control Zhang Fan's emotions, but because of two powerful spells to no avail, he revealed a flaw in his heart and was controlled by Zhang Fan's love demon skull.

This will not be said to be this scholar, because of the scholar's spell foreshadowing, Zhang Fan opened the love demon skull, and unconsciously the defense line in the hearts of the people who went up the mountain almost collapsed, and a certain emotion was almost difficult to suppress.

"I'll kill you!" The scholar directly squirted out a mouthful of origin essence blood onto the folding fan in his hand, and the fan suddenly flew out countless flying needles, densely covering almost the direction of Zhang Fan's body.

Zhang Fan's silver hair danced wildly, and those flying needles were suddenly entangled by the extremely dense white hair, and the silver hair rolled towards the scholar from all directions like a mountain and a tsunami.

"Tempest!" The scholar's face was hideous, and the fan in his hand suddenly became larger, and a cyan wind flew out: "People often think that my Desire Demon Sect will only control desires, but in fact, our magic weapon spells are still first-class, and I will let you see my magic weapon today." ”

As the wind raged, the ocean of silver hair seemed to form a wave, but the silver hair still swept away.

The fan was thrown out and turned into countless handfuls, and sword blades appeared at the tips of the fans, like flywheels as the fans swirled.

As a result, the seemingly weak silver hair's incomparable tenacity and fan blades collided and sputtered endless sparks, and then the fans were entangled, restrained, and immobile.

"Bastard, get away from the fire bottle, take it for me!"

The scholar chanted a mantra in his mouth, and the bottle carved with the Bifang Divine Bird in his hand suddenly began to absorb the endless long silver hair into the bottle, as if the sea was inclusive.

"Hahahaha, I don't believe that your broken hair is endless, my bottle is filled with Bi Fang's real fire, and the monster still turns into a bald donkey."

"My white hair is 3,000 feet, naturally it's not endless, but your bottle can't hold it, explode it for me."

Rumble!

The endless silver hair burst open with a trace of flame, the bottle shattered into countless pieces, and the scholar was suddenly burned beyond recognition by his own flames and turned into a black man.

"Little friend, be merciful." The sect master of the Demon Desire Sect said.

The endless white hair enveloped the scholar and threw the scholar off the mountain, and then the silver hair converged, Zhang Fan stretched out his hand, grabbed the fan, and arched his hand: "This is the magic weapon of your master, and the original thing will be returned." ”

The corners of the middle-aged man's mouth twitched, and when he saw that the old man and the senior sister of Tianji Pavilion were looking at him, he was embarrassed to ask for a fan, and said with a dry smile: "Xiaoyou has already confessed to sparing my life in vain, and this magic weapon naturally belongs to Xiaoyou." ”

"The sect master really has extraordinary energy, and I admire it." Zhang Fan unceremoniously unfolded the fan and shook it by himself, and his silver hair danced, but the ghostly skeletal face was not as chic as it was.

Easy fan

Material: Magic

Grade: Superior magic weapon

Kamikaze Needle: It can induce countless flying needles to kill enemies, and the flying needles can come with a magic spell for the user.

Ruyi Divine Wind: It can induce the blessing of one's own Gang Qi, increasing the power and range of damage.

Flywheel Blade: Transmogrify countless flywheels based on your own mana.

Confusion: It can increase its own charm and confuse the heart of the opposite sex, so as to ......

Refining Condition: Control a desire

Refining Rank: Fifth Order

Zhang Fan thought that this fan was nothing more than that, but when he saw the attributes of this fan, he was stunned, the scholar was still too wasteful, and he couldn't exert the true power of the fan at all. Naturally, he didn't want to really return it, so he had the above words.

said that people were waste wood, Zhang Fan didn't realize that he was a bit perverted.

However, in Zhang Fan's opinion, he has always been chased by beautiful women, and the last one is completely unnecessary, wasting attributes, and no wonder the scholar keeps shaking his fan.

However, the fact is that Zhang Fan did not stop shaking the fan......