Zhang Fan saw that the situation was so sinister, but he was not so flustered, but sighed, and his face showed reluctance.

With a slap of the bag, several rays of light flew out and levitated in front of him: a bell, a fan, a ring, an arrow, except for a magic robe, all the things at the bottom of Zhang Fan's box were here.

After half a year of preparation, Zhang Fan went bankrupt, and under the painstaking solitude, in addition to supplementing a few black arrows, he also carefully refined three top-level magic weapons.

The amorous ring and the seven bird fans in front of you are two of them.

The amorous ring master controlled, and the magic and spiritual techniques he relied on were mostly powerful but the preparation time was too long, and it was not easy to hit, so he practiced this top-level magic weapon specializing in bondage to make up for it.

The Seven Bird Fan is inspired by the two spiritual weapons in Zhang Fan's hand, since he does not have the ability to refine spiritual weapons for the time being, it is better to use a similar principle to practice a pseudo-spiritual weapon, which is better than nothing.

So, he collected the feathers of the most essential parts of the seven demon birds, and practiced this top-level magic weapon whose attack power was comparable to that of a spiritual weapon. The reason why it is said to be a surname is because the fake is false after all, and it is not as good as the real spiritual weapon, and the seven bird fans only rely on the complex prohibition to barely attract the magical power attached to the feathers, and the price is that there is only one blow of power, and after a blow, the essence of the feather will be lost and become a waste product.

Sticking the bow and black arrows into the ground, holding the amorous ring and the seven bird fan, the soul bell above his head, and the Lingao shield surrounded his body, for a while, Zhang Fan was simply armed to the teeth.

The clouds in the sky suddenly churned violently, the sound of wind and thunder loomed, and ten feet away, the saw-scaled snake bowed its head and looked fierce. The situation has reached the extreme.

The situation became more and more critical, Zhang Fan was even more calm, only to see him indifferently throw the amorous ring, and pointed at the saw-scaled snake that had almost licked his face, and shouted: "Go." ”

The amorous ring suddenly disappeared in place, and reappeared on top of the demon snake's head, and then suddenly fell, turning into a huge silver ring, hovering over the middle of the saw-scale snake's body, enclosing it from afar.

The demon snake seemed to feel uneasy, flicked its tail, and its entire body flew into the air.

As soon as the body left the ground, it saw a circle of rings composed of aura appear out of thin air on its body, as if it was shackled tens of thousands of pounds, and the saw-scale snake fell from the air abruptly, smashed heavily to the ground, and then seemed to be attached to the talisman, unable to move.

The snake's movements were nothing more than twisting or bowing, and the rings locked it shut down in an instant, and it could not move a single step even though the enemy was near.

The saw-scaled snake struggled desperately, and the rings of aura shattered and reunited again and again, as if endless.

Of course, this is just an illusion, as long as it exceeds the tolerance range of the amorous ring, all the aura circles will naturally break up in an instant and never reunite again. If it was when the demon snake was in its heyday, Zhang Fan really didn't dare to use the amorous ring to deal with it, even now, he could clearly feel that as the struggle of the saw-scaled snake became more and more violent, the amorous ring was gradually overwhelmed.

However, at this time, Zhang Fan had no time to pay attention to the situation here.

In the sky, the rolling of the clouds suddenly stopped, and a huge wing wing that stretched across the sky, and the wind, thunder, and clouds converged was forming.

The cloud eagle, which had become ten times the size of its own body, was like a three-year-old child with a sledgehammer, raising its wind and thunder wings high, and it was about to fall down when he saw it.

Below, Zhang Fan has been staring at it from afar, and seven colors of rainbow color appear on the seven-bird fan in his hand, and the brilliance is flowing.

Yun Ying's body slowly grew larger in his eyes, enveloping the power of heaven and earth, and its originally flexible and fast body also seemed a little stagnant, no longer so unpredictable.

"This is the time. Zhang Fan's eyes flashed with coldness, and he held the Seven Bird Fan whose power had accumulated to the extreme in his right hand, and suddenly waved it out.

A fiery red peacock tail feather on the fan of the seven birds suddenly burst into a dazzling brilliance, but for a moment, the brilliance dissipated and transformed into a dull gray.

At the same time, in front of the Seven Bird Fan, the fire spiritual energy gathered into a fiery cloud, and then the cloud qi inverted, accompanied by a long roar, a behemoth peacock phantom appeared in mid-air.

The phoenix spreads its wings and sings five sounds, and the peacock opens the screen to reflect the seven colors.

The phantom held its head proudly, as if the tail wing that gathered all the colors of heaven and earth slowly opened, and in the iridescent streamer, a red light flashed, turning into a fire feather like a giant sword that opened the sky, and brushed towards the cloud eagle in mid-air.

With this blow, Cloud Eagle let out a mournful roar, and was wrapped in a blazing fireball, flying upside down towards the clouds.

The wind and thunder wings that had been condensed to the extreme like substance suddenly lost control, only a small half still fell along the original trajectory, and the rest were like summer thunder, with a roar, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The small half of the wind and thunder fell like a heavenly punishment thunder, but Zhang Fan didn't see it, just frowned and looked up at the clouds.

The Falling Soul Bell that had been hanging above his head suddenly blurred, and then a translucent bell-shaped phantom enveloped his whole body in it, and in an instant, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the bell body trembled, bearing the baptism of all thunder.

Zhang Fan's chest suddenly tightened, his face flushed with an unnatural bright red, and the corners of his mouth faintly overflowed with blood.

Fortunately, I never thought about it, and the wind and thunder wings in a complete state are really terrifying, even if the magic weapon is exhausted, it will definitely not be able to take it.

Looking at the seven bird fans that lacked a touch of brilliance, a look of helplessness flashed on Zhang Fan's face. The situation that is really suitable for its power should be a place where the life is fragile and the number of opponents is large, or the environment is small and the power can be fully utilized. If you hit it in mid-air like this, at least seven layers of power will be dissipated in vain, and it would be good to have three layers that really act on Yun Ying's body, and this bit of power is impossible to cause fatal damage to it.

"If it were the tail feathers of a real five-element peacock, it would kill it in one fell swoop. Zhang Fan thought regretfully.

The feathers that have just been consumed come from the tail feathers of the fire-walking peacock, which is the essence of its life, and a mature fire-walking peacock has only three such feathers in total.

The five-element peacock is an outlier among the demon beasts, and the level span between the same races is very large, like the fire-walking peacock is only a second-order demon beast, and the five-element peacock with all the five elements is the top-level ancient fierce bird, not only the five elements are immune to spells, but at the same time, the screen is opened, and there is the power of the sky and the earth cracking.

That kind of tail feather is already equivalent to a strange treasure, how can it be that he can touch it during the Qi refining period, and there may be hope in a few hundred years.

As he expected, the blow just now really didn't do much damage to the cloud eagle, and the eagle roar in the clouds resounded again, and the voice was full of anger and mania.

The sound of wind and thunder came again.

Looking at the seven bird fan in his hand, the reluctance on Zhang Fan's face became stronger, and he had a strong premonition, he was afraid that this treasure that had taken a lot of effort would be consumed on the dead bird.

Sure enough, Yun Ying seemed to know that other means would not have any effect on Zhang Fan, who had the Soul Falling Bell and the Spirit Ao Shield, so even if he was interrupted again and again, he still suffered some injuries on his body, but he still persistently drove the wind and thunder again and again, spreading his wings and pounced.

"It can't go on like this. Zhang Fan urged the Seven Bird Fan to knock Yun Ying away for the fourth time, and thought with a frown.

On the surface, it seems that he is having the upper hand, after all, Yun Ying has been injured in many places, although there is no fatal injury, but it must not be able to support it after a long delay.

It's a pity that Zhang Fan can't support it anymore, not to mention the consumption of spiritual power for the time being, there are still pills to support it, the key is that the original dazzling Seven Bird Fan has been dimmed by more than half, and if there are three more times, it will be completely invalidated. At that time, what other means does Zhang Fan have to block the thunderous blow of the wind and thunder wings?

Moreover, the amorous ring is about to be unable to trap the saw-scaled snake, he can clearly feel that inside the ring, there is a trace of cracks forming, and if you don't make changes, this treasure will soon be broken into scrap metal, and when the time comes, the demon snake will also get out of trouble, and the situation will be extremely bad.

In other words, in this air battle, it is precisely Zhang Fan himself who really can't hold on.

After a little groaning, a trace of ruthlessness appeared between Zhang Fan's eyebrows, and he no longer hesitated, stretched out his hand to summon back the amorous ring that trapped the saw-scaled snake, and at the same time took the Falling Soul Bell standing above his head in his hand and sat down cross-legged.

As soon as he got out of trouble, the demon snake immediately hissed with joy, like a dragon out of shallow water, jumped up in an instant, took out the means of housekeeping, and wrapped Zhang Fan who was sitting on the ground as a whole, with huge strength and sharp saw scales, and finally showed his fangs.