The solid earth array collapsed in an instant, and the ground like stainless steel shattered and exploded in an instant.

Suddenly, the sky was full of dust, hazy and drowsy.

In the middle of it, Li Chun squinted his eyes slightly, and the fat on his cheeks piled up, squeezing his already small eyes so that they couldn't be seen, and there were only two points of fine light, indicating their existence.

One-step!

Two steps!

Three steps!

Condensed like a mountain, elegant like a fairy, a figure in a dark robe, strolling out, except for Feng Zizeng's corpse behind him, it was empty, and the body of the middle-aged man was nowhere to be found.

Li Chun was sitting on the ground at this time, looking up, and saw Zhang Fan from his feet to his head, the dazzling golden-red flames around his body were burning, and in a trance, like the god of war, he couldn't help but lose his mind in an instant.

When he came back to his senses, he saw Zhang Fan's slightly pale face against the golden red flames, showing a smile at him.

At the same time, the dark red jade Ruyi had broken through all the shackles, and during this time, an illusory figure floated, vaguely looking like a middle-aged man, roaring like thunder and shocking his heart, but he did not stop, and the fitting jade Ruyi turned into a streamer and flashed, rushing straight out.

"Ahh

Li Chun saw that Yu Ruyi was about to run, he screamed, and was about to make a move, when his spiritual power was just raised, and a feeling of fatigue and exhaustion came up, and he couldn't move.

"Brother Li later. ”

"Wait for Zhang to extinguish this morning food, and then talk to Brother Li. ”

At this moment, a leisurely voice sounded, and in his words, he didn't put the dark red jade Ruyi in his eyes at all, and he didn't feel the slightest nervousness about its escape action.

Hearing this, Li Chun couldn't help but sigh lightly, but Zhang Fan's reaction now was completely different from before.

Although there was no gaffe before, the sense of urgency in it was overflowing, which was as relaxed as it is now, as if it was just an ant that was going to be crushed to death.

As soon as this doubt arose, it was immediately replaced by a full of surprise, and the scene that followed made him unable to believe his eyes.

I saw that Zhang Fan wiped his hand on the Qiankun bag, bringing out the afterimage of the Dao, and when he reappeared, he was already holding two things in his palm.

Left hand, a bronze round mirror, both sides of the light are mirrored, yin and yang, the yang is hot and big, the yin is cold and hazy, one is positive and one is negative, one yin and one yang, diametrically opposite and harmonious, I can't say whether it is weird or natural feeling.

In the right hand, a small purple sword, the sword body is as thin as paper, and the two sides are engraved with Xuan Ao Thunder Pattern, and there is a wild thunder and heavenly power that is shattering, and it brings all things back to life, and the unity of life and death is the true meaning of the Divine Night Thunder Law!

Magic weapon: Yin-Yang Mirror, Zixiao Sword!

The two magic weapons obtained from the Yin and Yang Old Monster and Grandma Tong were finally reproduced in Zhang Fan's hands.

When he got them, although Zhang Fan was ecstatic, he couldn't help but regret it, after all, if he wanted to use them, he would have to wait until after his Jindan was completed, and at that time, there might be a more suitable natal magic weapon for refining, and these two treasures that had been obtained with great difficulty might be lost to the dust.

I never thought that today, when I was just building the foundation and cultivating in the middle stage, I would have the opportunity to use them!

Holding back the excitement in his heart, Zhang Fan's divine consciousness merged his mind and divided it into two parts, one of which reached into the spirit beast bag on his waist and communicated with a faint but abrupt divine soul, and the other was wrapped around the magic weapon.

In an instant, the sharp sword qi, thunder and lightning shattered the nine heavens, the yin and yang brilliance, the dawn was separated, and the moon rotated.

"Yin and Yang are separated by dawn!"

"Whew!"

The yin-yang mirror, floating in the air, such as the moon Qihui, in an instant, the yin and yang light shot out, shining on the jade Ruyi that was already more than ten zhang away, and could be out of the cave.

Yin: The cold is pressing, like the cold frost of the Moon Palace, and the frozen earth.

Yang: The blazing heat, if the scorching heat, scorching the world.

One cold and one hot, one yin and one yang, dark red jade Ruyi, was shrouded in the meantime, frozen in an instant, scorched in an instant, hot and cold alternately indefinite number, expansion and contraction, between the moments, repeated a hundred times.

In an instant, the yin and yang brilliance has become the only color between heaven and earth, gorgeous to the extreme, powerful and powerful, the most shocking heart.

"It's ......"

"Magic weapon?!"

Li Chun looked at all this in front of him dumbfounded, and unconsciously rubbed his eyes.

He couldn't know that Zhang Fan was just a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, and no matter how strong he was, it was impossible to use the magic weapon.

A magic weapon must be driven by the golden pill of the Sect Master, and in the hands of the foundation building monks, it is at best a top-level magic weapon level.

All the foundation building monks flocked to it, more so that they could have enough means after the completion of the Jindan and before the natal magic weapon was completed.

But Zhang Fan's actions in front of him completely subverted his concept.

With such power, what is it if it is not a magic weapon?

This is different from the power that was previously unleashed through the Ten Thousand Swords Diagram, although it was also extremely powerful, faintly beyond the means of the foundation building period, but after all, it still belonged to the same power category.

The magic weapon is different, it is already a different essential power.

Opposites are the same, each going to extremes and being able to help each other, this is the true meaning of the magic weapon, and it is also the amazing scene that unfolds in front of him at this moment.

"Could it be that he is the Sect Master of the Edan Sect?"

A question couldn't help but emerge in Li Chun's mind.

It's a long story, at that time, the power of the Yin-Yang Mirror was revealed, Yu Ruyi couldn't struggle, Li Chun's thoughts turned, and it was only three breaths of time, and it passed in a flash.

Under the shroud of yin and yang brilliance, the dark red jade ruyi trembled incessantly, and the sound of sorrow seemed to be infinitely painful on his body, and the spirit of the magic weapon itself was wailing.

Immediately after, white cracks, like spider webs, spread on the surface of Yu Ruyi, instantly covering everything.

This jade Ruyi magic weapon itself was not lightly damaged, and after the strong urging of the middle-aged man's soul, and then by the full force of the Yin-Yang Mirror, there were already faint signs that it could not be supported.

At this time, Zhang Fan carefully understood the feeling of using the magic weapon, in order to increase the accumulation of a point and reduce the difficulty of the Hou Dan, but on the other hand, he did not have the slightest relaxation, even if Yu Ruyi had already shown a decline, there was no negligence.

A Sect Master is still not weak, even if there is only a divine soul left, as long as it has not been completely destroyed, there can be no carelessness.

Sure enough, when the cracks on the dark red jade Ruyi were so dense that the whole was gray and white, a vague phantom appeared from it.

The middle-aged man, with a hideous face and infinite hatred, is difficult to wash away even if he pours water from all over the world.

He naturally resented that during the Heavenly Demon Soul Restoration Technique, his body was robbed, and now he was used to kill his own soul, what a bad luck it was, what a wrong!

This is still what he didn't know, it was the soul beast he used to protect himself in case of accidents betrayed him, otherwise, without Zhang Fan's action, I was afraid that he would die of anger on the spot.

If the gaze can kill people, how can there be so many strong people who regard the weak as ants, in this world, only real strength is fundamental, no matter how much resentment, it can't hurt Zhang Fan's leg hair.

The middle-aged man finally glanced at Zhang Fan reluctantly, he was naturally not Zhang Fan, but his body, and from then on, it would not belong to him.

Then, the body of the divine soul, which was resolute, vague, and hazy, like a shadow under the light, suddenly condensed suddenly, and gradually showed signs of manifesting the entity.

Turning the void into reality and creating things out of thin air, I'm afraid that a monk in the god transformation stage can't do it, right?

Under Zhang Fan's slightly solemn gaze, streaks of solid green smoke suddenly rose from his condensed body, but in a moment, most of it shrunk by half.

"Soul burning!"

But it was Li Chun who exclaimed.

This divine soul burning can no longer be said to be a means, it can only be said to stimulate the last potential at the cost of most of his life.

In this way, although the middle-aged man has temporarily gained some strength, but the spirit has almost dissipated, maybe a breeze can make him annihilated, if he is lucky, take away a baby, I am afraid that he can live a demented life!

"Resolutely!"

Zhang Fan pursed his lips, but he didn't take it to heart, his means haven't been exhausted yet!

"Wow~~"

At this moment, a terrible roar that was extremely terrible and almost inhuman-like came from the mouth of a middle-aged man who had shrunk by three or four percent, and immediately like a lava hell, a large area of dark red magma-like brilliance flashed, wrapped in Yu Ruyi, turned into an unstoppable torrent, and burst out.

"Run, run, run!"

The middle-aged man, whose soul was burning and his mind seemed to be misty, was left with only this thought in the end.

A Sect Master of Yudan, falling to such a point, can be said to be aggrieved, or it can be said to be wronged, but ...... Zhang Fan didn't mean to let him realize his last wish, no matter what, letting him run away is also a trouble, maybe he has some secret method to get his body back, this may be very small, but for Zhang Fan, the smallest possibility is like a thorn in the back, how can he not pull it out.

"Humph!"

Zhang Fan was not at all deterred by the last madness of this burning soul, he just snorted coldly, and waved his hand without any fireworks.

In an instant, the thunder sword was swallowed, and a purple electric sword qi shot out, instantly cutting through the distance of dozens of zhang, rushing to thunder, and the sound of whistling sounded in an instant.

- Zixiao Sword!

On the blade of the sword, pieces of thunder patterns floated, and endless power exploded, instantly chasing the tail of the magma torrent!

Like breaking waves, on the small sword body, it burst out with extreme sharpness, breaking into the center of the magma torrent without stopping.

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound, like a porcelain falling, and like a jade broken, crisp and pleasant, it was the colorful clouds that were easy to disperse, and the beauty was gone.

A little bit of jade dust, sprinkled and falling, the torrent of magma, dissipated in a moment, purple electricity and blue frost, come and go freely.

When the dust settled, a small purple sword roared and jumped with joy in Zhang Fan's hand, as if there was a sudden catharsis after a long silence.

(To be continued)