"Bitter old man...... Bitter old ......"

I don't know when, Zhang Fan's body regained control, and he stretched out his hand for the first time, but he only grabbed a wisp of air, and watched as the breath that had accompanied him for a hundred years suddenly faded, as if dissipating in the wind.

I don't know what to do, and I feel like I've lost my pillar.

For a hundred years, he has been with him, with his knowledge, with his experience, like a strict teacher, and like a year-old friend who has been with each other for a long time, in fashion and unconsciously, once dispersed, the feeling of the sky falling apart, the suffocating palpitations, like the tide, submerged Zhang Fan, and froze on the spot.

At this moment, the corner of Zhang Fan's eyes, as if he had glimpsed a touch of earthy yellow brilliance, dimmed and flickering, jumped into his eyes, and fell like a meteor.

"Nine Chains of Hateful Ground!"

"Yuan Tianxin!"

Anger, grief and indignation, like a real flame, ignited from Zhang Fan's heart, burning his spirit, biting the tip of his tongue violently, and the sharp pain instantly freed him from his dazedness, and firmness reappeared in his eyes.

"Come on!"

With a loud shout, the palm that had been standing on his chest was wrapped in clouds and mist and rolled out.

- Cloud Jar!

The clouds and mist turned into talismans, and the aura gathered in the sky, as if Zhang Fan's heart fire was burning outside, turning into a black cry, and ten days were born, destroying the power of the heavens and the earth.

This time, the supernatural power and spiritual power stored in the cloud urn were stimulated by the cloud urn, so although Zhang Fan was exhausted and almost wanted to collapse, it did not hinder this formula of ten words Tonghui, just like Yuan Tianxin's previous hatred of the nine rings, suddenly without warning.

"Bang~"

Ten days of rotation, one after another, like a stream of red pearls, coherently out, bombarded the earthy yellow figure that fell from the sky.

Ten said Tonghui, scorching the world, but this time Zhang Fan did not do this, but in a black cry, he attracted the golden Wufa phase, controlled the ten days, and rushed directly to the nine links of hatred.

The strongest power, exploding in the shortest moment.

"Boom~"

Like thunder rolling in the sky, and like the wrath of a great earthquake.

In the heavens, there was indeed a crimson thunderbolt splitting through it, and it was the flames that drew the light of the earth, staining the clouds in the sky, and the earth was suddenly cracked in the wrath, and the cracks grew more and more, devouring the earth, rocks, plants, and trees on both sides, like a giant beast that could never be filled.

"Poof~~"

Two rains of blood, sprinkled in the air.

One is Zhang Fan, who is encouraged to control under the exhaustion of oil and lamp, and is injured and injured; the first is Yuan Tianxin, who was originally a throw, and the nine links of hatred have been broken, and their own defense is not worth mentioning, if it is not a green cloud, and it will emerge with a heavy earthy yellow brilliance, enveloping the body, I am afraid that it will be directly swallowed into the void by the ten days, and it is not as simple as vomiting blood now.

This blow was not only Zhang Fan's subconscious act of venting his anger, but also like breaking the solidification of time, and he made a loud sound, more than ten streamers flashed, half of which fell on Zhang Fan's left and left, with the meaning of protection, and half of them circled around Yuan Tianxin, with the meaning of encirclement.

"Donghua, are you alright?"

On Feng Jiuling's face, the color of ecstasy and surprise was revealed, for a moment, he really thought that Zhang Fan was dead, and he couldn't believe that he could even tie with the nine chains of hatred, and even seriously injured him.

Feng Jiuling's voice was in his ears, but when Zhang Fan heard it, he felt as if he was talking in another world, and it was just an occasional transmission, and it had nothing to do with him.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan almost fell to the ground, but at this moment, a pair of gentle palms behind his back were supported, and then the whole back seemed to be leaning into a soft embrace.

But he didn't realize it, but he turned his hands over desperately, and between his hands, there was something in each hand.

On the left hand, it is hazy and hazy, with a red light spot. This firelight looks like a faint spark, or it has a chance to set the prairie on fire, but before that, it can be extinguished with a hand;

On his right hand, frost was as white as snow, and a round bead. This bead is extremely white, and there is no filth in it, as if it is the ice and snow on the highest mountain peak that has not melted for hundreds of millions of years.

Zhang Fan's gaze and consciousness all fell on the white bead in his right hand, as if there was something on it that could not be abandoned.

I don't know if it was because of his gaze or because of his divine sense, at the core of the white bead, a little red light loomed, fainter than the fireflies in the night sky, and if you didn't pay attention to it, you would ignore the past.

"Huh?"

Seeing this white bead, seeing the spark that seemed to be a hallucination, Nangong Wuwang on the side frowned slightly, as if he had a familiar feeling, but he couldn't grasp it, so he had to give up, and turned his gaze to Yuan Tian's heart of the Nine Chains of Hatred.

Naturally, he will feel familiar!

- Nine Flame Dragon Balls!

This miserable white bead is the Nine Flame Dragon Ball in the past, but now the fire source is scattered, and it is collected, unrecognizable, and the breath has changed greatly, if it is not for the determination in his heart, no one will recognize him.

"Whew~~"

With a sigh of relief, Zhang Fan instantly sweated like rain, and his whole body was soaked.

These cold sweats, as if the depression in his heart, the suppressed backblood, everything was taken away in a daze, his eyes were clear again, and there was even a wave of ecstasy, and even his body trembled.

"Ku Lao, are you still there? are you still there?......

The divine consciousness transmitted, straight into the Nine Flame Dragon Ball, I don't know if I really heard it, or it was stirred by the divine consciousness, in a trance, the little spark at the core trembled, and a faint breath was revealed.

Suddenly, Zhang Fan held the Nine Flame Dragon Ball tightly in his hand, with so much force, as if he wanted to press it directly into his body through the palm of his hand.

"The breath of the bitter old, he's still alive!"

No matter how weak it is, it is impossible to hide it from Zhang Fan, the owner of the Nine Flame Dragon Balls, and the person who has known and gotten along with the bitter people for a hundred years.

In the ecstasy, the whole person seemed to be resurrected, his mind turned again, and all kinds of thoughts came flooding back.

The reason why the Nine Flame Dragon Balls became like this was definitely not because the Bitter Dao people forced out all their power, it was absolutely impossible.

The Nine Flame Dragon Ball is the gathering of the essence of the Ancient Flame Dragon, not to mention the bitter Dao people, even if it is a Divine Dao Monarch, there may not be the means to do so.

Come to think of it, after a large amount of fire source power was forced out at that time, the Dragon Ball had a spirit and instinctively protected itself, and the remaining power suddenly shrank into the core.

This was originally the revelation of the treasure spirit's surname, but at that critical moment, it was to keep the soul of the ascetic people alive, and they were included in it.

Zhang Fan wanted to laugh wildly, and thought of the resolute sacrifice of the bitter Taoist, but he couldn't laugh; he wanted to be painful and blame himself, but he had the means to save him, and he had the opportunity to break it and stand up and resurrect the world, but it was not time to give up on himself.

For a moment, his face was mixed with joy and sadness, and it was indescribably weird.

There were more than ten Yuanying real people in the field, and almost all of them paid attention to the situation on Zhang Fan's side, and when they took out the Nine Flame Dragon Balls, most of them showed a sudden realization.

In their opinion, Zhang Fan attracted the power of some strange treasure at the critical moment, which not only escaped from the Nine Chains of Hatred, but also severely damaged it.

Now it is like this, but it is the destruction of a strange treasure.

Such a treasure that turns things around and multiplies people's strength is so rare, so everyone understands it.

If Zhang Fan knew that they were thinking like this, he really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

But he didn't have time to think about this, he reacted instantly, his palm flipped, and the Nine Flame Dragon Ball was hidden in his sleeve, and he breathed a sigh of relief from then on.

The Nine Flame Dragon Balls cannot be lost, if not, the bitter Dao people will really be unable to be saved.

At the same time, Zhang Fan's eyes were full of light, and he looked forward, and Yuan Tianxin, who was surrounded by many Yuanying real people in front of him, looked at each other fearlessly, and then tightened his left hand, crushing the spark that had been burning faintly in his hand.

"Boom~"

A powerful and familiar divine sense, a voice that had been heard for more than a hundred years, rushed into his body, echoing in his mind.

"Boy, am I dead?"

"It's a hundred dead, if you don't die......"

The bitter man's voice paused for a moment, as if brewing, and finally turned into a hoarse shout, as if his throat was about to be torn out:

"Remember to save me~~ Just get a good body for the old man, don't want a woman, I've had enough of the old man. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Fan's mind immediately conjured up the figure of an old man wandering all over the ground and chattering.

"Did you hear that?"

Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly showed a touch of warmth, and he responded inaudibly: "I heard it." ”

Regardless of the ascetic, it is impossible to hear his answer.

This little spark, at the last moment, a little divine consciousness separated by the ascetic, with his last words, if he falls, it is his last words, if he survives, it will be a warning.

"Boy, I'm going to tell you, old man, I was wrong. ”

Boundless, deeply remorseful, extremely heavy, in the voice, it seems to be able to hear the sighs of the bitter people.

"The sky is not complete, the sky is not complete, I know this, but I encourage you to seek perfection, old man, it is my fault that there is a disaster today. ”

Zhang Fan was silent for a moment, let the voice echo in his ears, and after a while, he said to himself: "No, bitter old man, it's my fault!"

The sky is not complete, but what about people?

A hundred years ago, when he Zhang Fan was still a minor monk in the Qi refining period, he was willing to give up a Yuanying-level puppet in the future, and scattered the heavenly corpses, condensed the three demon babies of greed, hatred, and ignorance, and gained temporary benefits.

A similar situation, the same choice, by no means once or twice.

It is this seemingly short-sighted means, this kind of reluctance, that has allowed him to increase his strength little by little, and he has come to this day step by step.

After the second Yuan Infant condensed, he had the strength of the Yuan Infant level, and even an ordinary Yuan Infant real person might not be his opponent. In this case, Zhang Fan was lost, but he had forgotten that he was just an ordinary person, a cultivator who staggered along the rugged immortal road, climbing step by step.

I don't know when, the idea of not stopping, thinking about nothing, desperately trying to improve one's strength, in order to protect oneself, was unconsciously replaced by a desire for perfection.

"It's my fault!"

Zhang Fan's fists were clenched, and blood was dripping down.

Yes, he felt the opportunity, and the opportunity he had been waiting for for decades was in front of him, but the price was too heavy, just a little bit, and he regretted it for life!

(To be continued)