"Second Elemental Baby?!"

"Boy, you can't wait?"

With the sword baby in hand, the tone of the bitter Taoist also became relaxed, and he said slightly teasingly.

"Hahaha~~"

Zhang Fan laughed and said: "How can you wait? What if you can't wait? It's mine, it's mine after all, it's not mine, and it can't escape my hands in the end!"

Over the years, more contact with the Yuan Infant real person, the opponent can't, often has not started, you have to think about whether there is a way out, whether you can get out, although the face is not obvious, but the heart is inevitably depressed, this sword baby in hand, the second Yuan Infant is hopeful, since then and those who stand at the peak of the world Yuan Infant real people on an equal footing, suddenly the heart is long, arrogant and self-generated.

"Good!"

"Without this bit of domineering arrogance, what kind of real person is Yuanying!"

The ascetic man praised it, and then continued: "With your kid's cultivation, and my old man from the side, refining the second yuan infant is foolproof." ”

"Oh!"

Zhang Fan replied calmly, but there was an eager fire burning in his eyes.

"Old man, I want to teach you the secret method of erasing the soul of the gods, so that the sword will be completely erased from this human world. ”

With these words in his ears, Jian Yan's small body writhed desperately in Zhang Fan's hand, obviously terrifying.

But neither Zhang Fan nor the Bitter Daoist had any interest in looking at him, and only heard the Bitter Daoist continue: "After that, I will use the secret method of cultivating the Second Yuan Infant to incorporate it into my body......

With the bitter Taoist's story, Zhang Fan knew what the so-called second yuan baby was all about.

When he first heard the bitter man's statement, of course, he chose the target on the body of the sword, but Zhang Fan still muttered a little in his heart, after all, the true body of the sword is the sword baby transformed by the sword qi, so is it incorporated into his own body, or is it better to be compatible with the sword cultivation clone?

According to the surname of the sword baby, it seems to be more suitable for the sword cultivation clone, but when he thought of returning to the time when Jin Dan was not successful, relying on the clone to fight, Zhang Fan felt uncomfortable.

Now listening to the detailed explanation of the ascetic, I found that it was not the case at all.

In heaven and earth, all primordial infants, whether they are primordial infants cultivated by humans and demon beasts, or infants incarnated by heaven and earth spirits, there is actually no difference in their essence.

Just like the water network on the earth, the water network is a one, whether it is flowing rivers, lakes, springs, sea water, or even blood water, there is no difference, the water network is still a water network after all, and it is still the same.

This primordial infant itself is actually a water net, a thing like a framework, whether it is based on sword qi, demonic power, spiritual power, or anything else, it doesn't matter, it must be dispersed when its original soul is erased, and what is really left behind is a heaven and earth spirit infant structure.

Therefore, this sword baby, after Zhang Fan really refined, is no different from the conceivable queen of the Yuan, which was formed by his own broken pill into a baby.

This is the real second infant technique, which is extremely difficult to perform conditionally, and the reason why countless powerful masters are eager to use it.

"Good!"

Zhang Fan secretly clenched his fists, and unconsciously almost flattened the sword directly, but he didn't realize it.

"This is the second baby I want!"

"But ......"

At this time, the bitter Taoist Fang leisurely dragged the tail and said, "Three years!"

"It will take three years!"

"From erasing the divine soul, refining the Yuan Infant, to finally the second Yuan Infant Dacheng, it will take at least three years of hard work, boy, don't be anxious. ”

Zhang Fan didn't show any disappointment when he heard this, and said with a smile: "It's only been three years, what a good way! It's just in time to catch up with the battle of the Star Heaven Realm in five years, it couldn't be better." ”

The three years of hard work that the ascetic people said was not unexpected, such a miraculous power, even if everything is ready and only owes the east wind, there will be no easy reason, the number of three years is far lower than his expectations.

"Ku Lao, after we left the gourd realm, we immediately looked for a place to retreat, I can't wait. ”

Zhang Fan said with a smile, and at the same time, his sleeves were rolled, and he was startled and scared half to death, and he was retracted into his sleeves, waiting for the upcoming fate in a daze.

It's a pity, the dignified five-way divine sword has become a spirit, and the strong man who is only one step away from Yuanying Avenue is at this time, but he can't help himself in life and death.

Zhang Fan didn't take into account Jian Er's feelings, since he was in the Central Sword Domain, when Jian Yan first appeared in front of him, and the first time he showed his killing intent, he was destined to have the ending he said today.

If he had mercy on the enemy, he Zhang Fan would not have the achievements he has today, I am afraid that he will not know where he died for a long time, and his bones will be gone.

"Boom~"

With a wave of his sleeves, the wind swept through the sky, and the traces of the battlefield were annihilated.

"Let's go!"

"I want to see what secrets are in this gourd realm that can allow the five of them to step into the Yuanying Avenue and stay here for fifty years!"

In the wind, the clear voice is supportive, still echoing melodiously, but there is no trace of people!

...... Walking through the boundless giant trees, swimming among the countless vines and gourds, in an instant, it is the passage of time.

"Click!"

The breeze blew, and a verdant gourd, which showed a texture like green jade in the shimmer, shook off the vines.

In an instant, it fell from the top of a hundred zhang giant trees, and it was about to fall to the ground, but there was a palm stretched out at this time, supporting it underneath.

This jade-like gourd is as big as a bull's head, heavy as a bell, and it falls from a height, its potential is enough to crack the stone, but it falls on the palm of this hand, but it does not move at all, as if it has brought out the power of the fierce wind before, but it is bluff.

"Good gourd!"

Zhang Fan took the gourd that had just fallen in front of him, observed it carefully, and blurted out praise.

After three more days in this gourd realm, in these three days, he finally stopped wandering around like a headless fly like in the first three days, and really let him find some traces.

Judging from the direction he was walking now, the more he went, the taller the giant trees around him became, almost reaching the dome.

Around, the vines on the giant trees are becoming more and more dense, and often at a glance, there are no traces of the tree, only the vines that are as thick as verdant birthclothes, and the gourds that are dense on them and spread all over the place.

As this direction extends, these gourds are not only more and more, getting bigger and bigger, but their texture is getting better and better, and they can even gradually enter Zhang Fan's eyes.

Especially now, with the gourd in Zhang Fan's hand, there is no need to add anything, just with its own texture and abundant aura, it is enough to refine a very good magic weapon.

And such a gourd, within a radius of hundreds of zhang, is within reach, how many or how many, often a condensing step, you can hear in all directions, "crackling" sound, it is one such gourd melon ripe and falling, smashed to the ground.

After looking at it, Zhang Fan put away the gourd, and after entering this area, the improvement of the texture of the gourd finally reached a bottleneck, and it took more than an hour, and there was basically no big change.

Obviously, this place is not far from the real center, that is, the hidden secret of the gourd realm.

Zhang Fan was not idle along the way, and while paying attention to the movements around him, he did not forget to scrape these gourds in large quantities.

This kind of gourd, of course, is all over the mountains and fields here, and it is everywhere, but if you go outside, I am afraid that it will never be seen again, so take this opportunity to collect more, and even if it is used to make wine gourd, it is also good.

However, after half an hour, and it was collected at will, Zhang Fan was enough to fill the two Qiankun bags he snatched, and he was still full of interest, in his opinion, these gourds were more valuable than some unsuitable magic weapons.

Kankan put away the gourd, Zhang Fan raised his foot, and was about to leave, but he froze suddenly, and the soles of his feet were three inches off the ground, and they never fell.

"Huh?"

Between the electric light and flint, shrinking his feet, raising his hands, sacrificing the black nest, isolating the inside and outside, several actions in one go, but with a flick of his fingers.

At the same time as he finished these actions, a divine consciousness that was extremely strong swept by, and faintly, with a whistling sound, and countless gourds were dropped!

"Bang Bang~~"

The sound of the continuous gourd falling to the ground was like Zhang Fan's sharp heartbeat, frowning, and it wasn't until the divine sense swept over that he was shocked:

"Who is this?"

"What a terrifying sense!"

Zhang Fan raised his eyes to look at the place where this terrifying divine consciousness exploded, although he couldn't see it from an endless distance, his gaze still couldn't leave.

The reason why he reacted so violently was because this divine sense shocked him too much.

The first person Zhang Fan had seen in his life and showed the strength of his divine consciousness in front of him, that is, the ascetic person.

Whether it was the Blood Dragon Wuyu, the Blood God True Monarch and others, or other Yuanying Zhenren, in his opinion, the strength of his divine sense, the strongest, was only at the same level as the ascetic people.

However, the divine consciousness that swept through just now, based on his rough estimate, was at least ten times more powerful than that of a bitter Daoist, how shocking was this?!

"Bitter old man!"

Strangely, the bitter Taoist did not answer immediately, but was silent as if he was muttering something, and Zhang Fan couldn't help but call again.

"Boy, don't worry!"

The ascetic said thoughtfully: "This is a strong man who specializes in cultivating divine consciousness and supernatural powers, not as strong as you think, and ......"

"There's no way he's here!"

"This guy looks like he's in some trouble!"

"Uh~"

After listening to the bitter man's words, Zhang Fan breathed a sigh of relief, and then a different color appeared on his face.

Obviously, the ascetic recognized the identity of the master of the divine sense, which could not be worse news.

With his identity back then, since the two met, which time did he recognize the identity of the earth-shattering big man, it can be seen from the Changfeng real person three days ago, the worst of them, I am afraid that it was also the shame of the Yuan Infant in the past, and now it is estimated that it is also the shame of the gods.

No matter how shameful he is, his uncle is at least a god supernatural power.

Needless to say, the one in front of him can't be lower than Shutong, right?

"Is it possible, to offend another one?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan only had a wry smile left.

(To be continued)