Is it war, or is it ......

When the three of them showed the momentum of not hesitating to fight, the monks who surrounded them hesitated.

Seeing that their momentum is getting higher and higher, and their strength is getting stronger and stronger, they will turn into a thunderous blow in a moment.

At this time, the monks finally made a move, first a moment of twitching and quarreling, and then it subsided in an instant, and under the guidance of one leader after another, they scattered in all directions.

Slightly stunned, then sobered up, gathered their momentum, Zhang Fan and the three of them looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Sure enough, it's not that simple, they are so unscrupulous to release their momentum, and they are trying their best to provoke and stimulate them, but they still can't provoke them to make a move.

None of them are simple characters! Zhang Fan sighed secretly, finally put away his lazy thoughts, and was completely prepared for a hard battle in his heart.

They are so pretentious, it is nothing more than to provoke the other party to fight, at this time Zhang Fan and their strength is the most complete, with three enemies, with more than one step of the magic weapon treasures, it may not be impossible to decide the battle in one battle.

But the other party is not stupid, he can survive in the valley of no return for three months and become the leader of some people, none of them are mediocre, so it can be seen that now is not the time to fight, and when Xiruo and Bai Yiyi concentrate on refining and creating fruits, it is the best time for them to fight.

Now that it is gone, it is just a matter of preserving strength.

Xiruo and Bai Yiyi have nothing to do with themselves, but they are not as depressed as Zhang Fan, especially Xiruo, who laughs like a little fox who has succeeded in stealing chickens.

"Alas!" Zhang Fan waved his hand, didn't say much, paced not far under the dead wood, sat cross-legged, and carefully counted the things in the bag, especially the purple juice and other rejuvenating medicines, which were placed within reach, wait, but it was a hard battle!

In a short time, the already dark sky became more and more gloomy.

The thick clouds piled up, pressed down layer by layer, and it was clearly visible that purple brilliance was swaying in the middle of it, and after a while, the rumbling sound of explosions continued one after another.

As if the weak were left behind, and like gathering sand into a tower, all the clouds were surging, colliding, merging, and finally condensed into an almost purple, mountain-like thundercloud directly above the fruit tree.

"Boom!" There was a loud sound like the opening of heaven and earth, and a huge thunderbolt like a giant pillar of heaven appeared, one end flashed to the top of the fruit tree, and the other end was connected to the middle of the heavenly dome.

In an instant, the immeasurable thunder and lightning surged, instantly dyeing the entire Creation Fruit Tree purple-red, and there were even Dao Silver Snakes running all over the body, and finally converged into two fruits.

At this moment, on the fruit trees shaped like dead wood, the power of thunder and lightning is so abundant that Zhang Fan and the others who stayed around couldn't help but feel numb in their scalps for a while, as if they were attracted by something.

Involuntarily took two steps back, this kind of power of heaven and earth was really not something that these Qi Refining Stage cultivators could compete with, and they could only look at the fruit trees that looked like dead wood in vain, under the baptism of thunder and lightning, shining brightly at the same time, making a crisp sound.

Time seemed to stand still, and the continuous storm seemed to disappear in their senses for a moment, and only the immeasurable power of thunder filled them.

It didn't take long for everything to stop, just as they were worried about whether the tree would be destroyed.

Almost without warning, torrential rain pierced the forest, water droplets pooled, silver snakes danced, thunderbolts, strong winds, and everything suddenly reappeared.

I don't know when, the shield against the wind and rain on the three of them disappeared, and the robes and hair were suddenly wet with the rain, and the sudden wind was chaotic. But they can't care about these anymore, and the fruits of creation that have been baptized by heaven and thunder are constantly changing.

On the peel, it turned from green to red, and then purple thunder patterns appeared, all over it, doubling the sense of mystery.

In the process of change, the aroma is first concentrated to the extreme in an instant, and then from thick to light, as if all the essence has been contracted to the extreme, and the brilliance on the entire creation fruit is circulating, as if there is a spiritual surname.

The torrential rain poured down, and the dripping into a thread splashed on the two ripe creation fruits, like a heaven-sent golden blow, and immediately knocked them down.

The weak willows fluttered, swaying in the wind, and the two fruits seemed to have no weight, and they fell like this, tugging at everyone's heartstrings.

With a sound of "sudden", two shadows flashed out from Zhang Fan's side, copying them into his hands at a lightning speed.

On their outstretched jade hands, the two Creation Fruits were crystal clear and at the same time, they exuded a hazy feeling from the inside out, as if a light breath would blow them away.

The falling wood is scattered with the wind.

Such a violent thing will naturally not happen.

Zhang Fan only had time to take a cursory look, and the two fruits disappeared into the cherry mouths of Xiruo and Bai Yiyi, and they didn't see them chewing, and the fruits turned into a warm stream almost at the moment of entry.

Swallowing his saliva, Zhang Fan waved his hand to the second daughter angrily, glanced at the last fruit on the dead wood helplessly, sighed, turned his back, and faced the deep and dark distance, as if he wanted to choose someone to devour.

There, at the moment when the Creation Fruit was ripe, dozens of breaths fluctuated, eager to try, and now, I couldn't bear it anymore!

At the moment when Zhang Fan waved his hand and sighed, Bai Yiyi unceremoniously commanded the six-winged heavenly dragon to turn her body around, rolling her like a disc full of sharp blades, and disappeared into the depths of the swamp in a blink of an eye.

"It's really strange, how dare she take the six-winged heavenly centipede into the elixir swamp, and she is not afraid that the old turtle will find her desperately?"

This question has been in his mind for a long time, and now he finally can't help but ask.

On the side, Xi Ruo still stood in place with a smile, and it didn't seem that he was in a hurry to find a place to refine, but replied with great interest: "Senior Brother Zhang, that old turtle is not ordinary, don't treat it as an ordinary demon beast!"

It seems that they know a lot about this old turtle! Originally, they thought that it would also compete for the Creation Fruit, but now that they and Bai Yiyi were so calmly retreating here, they thought that there would be no danger.

The question on his lips shrank back, Zhang Fan's heart couldn't help but be awe-inspiring, it seems that between himself and the disciples of these sects who have worked hard to cultivate, there is a big difference in terms of information alone, so you have to be careful!

He was still groaning, but if he had stomped his foot gently, the Dark Demon Banner unfolded and swept it in, and then sank into the swamp like Bai Yiyi. At the same time, a delicate voice came out of it.

"Brother Zhang, you have to be careful, the safety of Little Sister and Sister Bai depends on you, hehe. ”

Zhang Fan couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this, what a joke, it's just refining, it's not a retreat, why are you afraid of any disturbance? Choosing to refine nearby is not about trusting or anything like that, it's completely because there is free coolie available, as long as he still wants to get the Creation Fruit, he doesn't have to worry about someone being able to approach here and affect their refining.

At this moment, the night is already deep, and the torrential rain is like a curtain, covering the whole heaven and earth.

In the center of the empty and open swamp, only Zhang Fan was left, accompanied by dead trees and lonely fruits, but countless faint breaths in the shadows were silently telling that an even bigger storm was brewing.

His face was solemn, he sat down cross-legged, his eyes closed, and his aura converged, like a statue, quietly waiting for the moment when he saw the dagger.