Zhang Fan's eyes, like a morning star before dawn, suddenly lit up.

A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

His body suddenly shook violently, and his right hand seemed to be breaking free from something, raised stiffly, and slowly pressed it to his chest, his palm concave, and suddenly exerted force.

"Bang!" Zhang Fan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and under the agitation of blood, the red lines all over his body collapsed inch by inch, and the bound spiritual power instantly flowed, and he was free again.

With a long roar, Zhang Fan shot out with electricity, and at the same time, he didn't forget to point to the Falling Soul Bell suspended in mid-air, and the bell that shook the soul sounded again.

As soon as the electric light in his body dissipated, Nangong Yi, who had regained control of his body a little, suddenly froze, his eyes were dazed, and the hand that had been holding the Nine Flame Dragon Ball involuntarily loosened.

The dragon ball naturally slid down and rolled on the ground.

At this time, it was like the center of the world, and every slightest turn firmly attracted the attention of Zhang Fan and Nangong Yi.

"Come back~~~" Nangong Yi woke up suddenly, roared, and stretched out his hand towards the Nine Flame Dragon Ball.

The dragon ball rolled and climbed up a small gentle slope, and was about to fall, when it suddenly froze, and the body of the ball jumped lightly, and it was about to fly off the ground.

At this time, a cold and deep voice sounded, and Nangong Yi's heart fell to the bottom.

"Fall!" Zhang Fan rushed forward, but his voice was not flustered, and a word was pressed down like a mountain.

With his voice, a heavy bronze bell fell from the sky, covering the head and face of the Nine Flame Dragon Balls that had just flown up.

Immediately afterwards, with the urging of Zhang Fan's magic technique, the Falling Soul Bell vibrated violently, and the bell rang endlessly, but it did not disperse, but condensed inside the bronze bell, filling every inch of space.

Feeling that his connection with the Nine Flame Dragon Balls was gradually weakening and about to be severed, Nangong Yi's face suddenly distorted, his hands turned red, the shape of his hands changed, and one by one the spells were pinched out.

Inside the bell, the Nine Flame Dragon Ball was summoned by a strong force, and it was no longer as warm as before, and suddenly flew up and slammed into the Falling Soul Bell.

With one blow, a fine line appeared inside the bell wall;

-- Zhang Fandi's figure rushed past the clock.

With the second blow, countless ice cracks appeared on the surface of the Falling Soul Bell, and there was a poignant feeling between the crumbling moments;

- Zhang Fan approached Nangong Yi's face, and his cold gaze swept over, and his eyes were full of madness and desperation on the other party's face.

Three blows, a large hole suddenly appeared in the bell wall, and a red light pierced through it. From the point to the surface, the body of the bell began at the entrance of the hole, cracked inch by inch, and then collapsed into a pile of broken copper pieces with a bang.

- Zhang Fan took a step forward again, and within reach, it was the other party's head!

At this life-and-death juncture, Nangong Yi suddenly turned his head, pulled his gaze out of the Soul Falling Bell that covered the Nine Flame Dragon Balls, and stared at Zhang Fan's body.

In his eyes, there was surprisingly no madness, but an endless coldness, a depression that destroyed everything before the storm.

At the same time, the Heaven Swallowing Fire Toad, which had been lying still, suddenly rose up, and on its uneven back, pimples the size of fists suddenly swelled and burst open.

Suddenly, the pungent smell of sulfur filled the surroundings, and it quickly spread, and in the middle of it, it was like being in the depths of the earth's fire, in the midst of magma, and the air gradually became hot.

It's a long story, at that time, it was just a breath of time, the body of the fire toad suddenly collapsed, and it ignited a little spark in the air, and then like a spark burning the plain, within a radius of thousands of feet, the sulfur breath overflowed, and all turned into a sea of fire.

Infinite flames burned out of thin air, air, trees, earth, flesh and blood...... It is all its fuel, and when the fire is exhausted, all things are annihilated.

-- It's a "lava hell."

This type of lava hell is the most powerful move in the magic phase spirit technique that Nangong Yi has mastered. It is more than enough to deal with Zhang Fan, who is not in the Qi refining period, even if it is the shield released by the monk in the foundation building period, in the lava hell, it can only barely be maintained, and if you want to be aggressive, you can't.

Not to mention...... Nangong Yi looked ahead with a look of ecstasy, and the red light was coming quickly.

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in his ears: "This is your hole card?"

"Impossible!" Nangong Yi was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see a figure rushing straight out of the lava hell under the protection of a black light mask.

With a loud roar, the two staggered by.

The Nine Flame Dragon Balls flew extremely fast, and suddenly appeared in front of Nangong Yi, only one foot away.

But sometimes, it's just a stone's throw away.

As if all support had been lost suddenly, the majesty of destroying a spiritual weapon under three blows was gone, and it fell so weakly, and then rolled, and the bead was covered with dust.

Nangong Yi's eyes shook up and down, the joy in his eyes gradually faded, and emotions such as disbelief, horror, disbelief, and remorse flashed, and finally became a haze.

With an inaudible tearing sound, thin lines of red appeared on his body, just like Zhang Fan before. The difference is that these fine lines are still oozing blood spots, which quickly become a ball and slowly slide off.

"You...... Wait...... ......" Nangong Yi twisted his head hard, wanting to look at Zhang Fan, while his lips trembled, and he muttered in his mouth.

After all, he failed to do so, and as soon as his head turned halfway, he tilted weakly, rolled off his shoulder, tossed twice, and finally stopped in front of the Nine Flame Dragon Balls.

A pair of round eyes were facing the Dragon Ball, so close that his eyelashes could even touch the bead gently with the help of the breeze......

As soon as the wind picked up, with a slight force, Nangong Yi's headless body fell suddenly, and the moment it hit the ground, it shattered into countless pieces, and the incision was smooth, straight as a sharp blade.

Zhang Fan, who had been leaning over with his back to him, let out a sigh of relief and slowly stood up.

With a slight shake of his hand, countless red-gold silk threads suddenly popped up on the ground, converging on his cuffs, and then "squeezing" into his body, crawling all over his body again, gathering into gorgeous and beautiful lines.

Xuanjin Gunfu, the last top-level magic weapon refined by Zhang Fan, is naturally not just good-looking, or can only put a dispensable shield, these gold wires are the biggest killer feature.

At close range, when they staggered, they will suddenly turn from gorgeous lines to the most terrifying killers, and with a light cover, you can know by looking at Nangong Yi on the ground.

Originally, it was just to make up for his lack of melee combat, and judging from the fighting style of an immortal cultivator, he might not need it for the rest of his life. No, at a critical moment, when the whole body was almost destroyed, it was a decisive battle.

"There is a providence in the dark!" Zhang Fan sighed and walked to Nangong Yi's head and squatted down, picked up the Nine Flame Dragon Ball, and spread it in the palm of his hand.

At this time, his face showed a look of ecstasy.

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Today's second chapter.,There's a lot to do later.,It's yarding~~~.

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