"Condensation!"

A word shouted, and in the mirror of the Great Treasure Book, the sea of fire suddenly waved.

It was like a boundless sea of fire, surging and surging over, surging and condensing violently at the center of the mirror, turning into a two-winged and three-legged figure.

"Broken!"

Suddenly, the black cry sounded, the fire soared into the sky, and suddenly there was a shock, and the three-legged golden crow in the mirror seemed to come to life, its wings flapped, and the three-legged dots were connected, and it burst out.

As soon as he came out of the mirror, it was only the size of a palm, and it was as if the vortex that had absorbed everything moved from the Great Treasure Book to the flame golden crow, and the power of the endless fire sources around him shook and fluctuated, and suddenly converged.

In an instant, the size of more than ten zhang, domineering and awe-inspiring, let out a long roar, and rushed towards the rippling fire curtain not far away.

"Boom~"

There was a loud bang, and it erupted as the flame three-legged black slammed into the fire curtain.

A moment ago, the fire curtain that was still rippling was hit by this, like a huge lake, although occasionally stones fell into, but it could barely remain calm, but the real meteorite meteorite fell in, and it could no longer be digested.

The flames that soared into the sky rose from the place where the fire curtain was, and the moment they swept out, they also exposed what was hidden behind them.

What's that?

Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly froze, swept over, and showed a sudden look in his eyes.

Although he had already guessed, he couldn't help but lose his mind when he really saw the real thing.

The reason why those three Sect Masters were willing to block the spirit beads for him was not precisely for this moment?

There, an altar made of fire crystals stood.

The altar does not look exquisitely carved, but it is integrated, without any traces of axes and chisels, and it looks like it has the taste of ancient desolation and distantness, which makes people's hearts suddenly empty at first sight.

Lingzhuzi made such an altar, and bothered to cover it up, so that the three Jiedan Sect Masters couldn't detect it, if it wasn't for Zhang Fan's mistake, it really let it hide the past.

With such mental effort, it is naturally impossible for the top to be vacant.

As far as Zhang Fan could see, he could see that the altar was divided into two layers.

On the lower level, more than a dozen items are placed in an esoteric way.

They are either swords, guns, swords, halberds, pen, ink, paper, inkstones, women's hairpins, handkerchiefs, or men's clothing accessories, and so on.

The only thing they have in common is that they are all damaged.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's eyes couldn't help but show a look of regret.

Although these things are of various shapes and are seriously damaged, just from the aura and aura fluctuations emanating from them, we can know that these were once majestic magic weapons back then, and I think they were left by the Sect Masters who fell here five thousand years ago.

It was originally a damaged magic weapon, and it also had its effect, with Zhang Fan's achievements in the instrument path, there may not be no chance of repair, if so, it would be a huge treasure.

It's a pity that this thought just flashed through my mind, and it was ruthlessly shattered by the situation in front of me.

These former magic weapons can now be said to be completely lost, if you really want to talk about it, it is not as good as ordinary magic weapons, and it is completely destroyed from the root.

The culprit of this result was also revealed before his eyes.

It was a series of red lines of fire, like slender silks, connecting the fragments of these magic weapons one by one.

When a mortal woman marries, both parties must always be implicated in red threads in order to grow old together, but here, these red threads are the culprits of the magic weapon fragments that can fall into the current situation.

These red threads are like blood-sucking fangs, absorbing all the remaining spiritual surnames and spiritual power on all the magic weapon fragments, and then gathering them on the upper layer of the altar.

Where all the red threads converged, a fiery red orb revealed its true face.

"Fire Spirit Orb?"

Zhang Fan's expression moved, his eyes condensed, and he stared firmly at it.

The fiery red orb, at the highest point of the entire altar, seemed to be standing in the sky, always looking down on all beings, if it was intact, seeing such a posture, it really made people have the urge to bow their heads, but now...... The expression on Zhang Fan's face changed, and a deep doubt finally had an answer.

"I said it!"

"Why didn't a single old monster come. ”

"No matter what kind of big thing, you shouldn't ignore an ancient treasure like the Fire Spirit Bead? Even the already small Sect Master of the Sect of Jiedan has been transferred. ”

The Fire Spirit Bead is one of the Five Elements Spirit Beads, and the complete Five Elements Spirit Bead is an ancient treasure comparable to Zhang Fan's Nine Turns Qiankun Ding and the Zhou Tian Xingchen Diagram of the Faxiang Sect.

But even if it is one of them, it is a rare treasure, at least it is better than an ordinary spiritual treasure.

Now it seems that this thing in front of him is indeed not worth coveting the old monster.

Five thousand years ago, when the Heavenly Pillar Cyclone fluctuated for the first time and opened the passage of the Fire Spirit Land, because there was no warning, only some nearby immortal cultivators had time to enter.

After the battle, although most of them fell, there were still many people who escaped, and they must have brought the information of the Fire Spirit Land with them completely.

This is just like the jade slip of Zhao Hong's ancestor that Zhang Fan obtained, that person is just a small foundation building monk, although he survived in the end, I am afraid that he is still lucky, and the information he obtained is naturally not very complete.

However, those Sect Masters who went out alive were different, they may not have seen the true face of the Fire Spirit Bead, but the cultivation status of the Spirit Bead itself, etc., must have been reported to the primordial old monsters in the sect.

With the experience of the Yuan Infant Old Monster's supernatural powers, he naturally understood that of course, although the Yuan Ying of the Flame Sect, although he did not have the divine consciousness that could completely annihilate the fire spirit bead, he accidentally destroyed this treasure when the two were fighting in the bead.

That's right, the fire spirit bead in front of him is a semi-destroyed treasure, if it weren't for that, there would be no need to extract the power of so many magic weapon fragments to barely maintain the repair.

The body of the Fire Spirit Bead looks like it is only the size of two fists, and the liquid fire red inside is flowing non-stop, these fire red are not powerful, and in real terms, it is far inferior to the flame source power of the Triple Heaven, just like an empty shell.

The power of the fire spirit bead itself has obviously been extracted, and the ten ** are concentrated on the body of the spirit bead, and now the bead itself is not only powerless, but also full of cracks like spider webs, these cracks are dense, almost uncountable, as if a fine fault is distributed, that is, the fiery red in the bead flows to that place, and it can't help but stagnate.

This kind of destruction is no longer a question of whether it can be repaired, but how to continue to maintain and preserve it, and its current appearance, as if you just breathe a little hard in front of it, you will be able to break it to pieces.

Today's fire spirit bead, although it has been damaged into this appearance, is still preserved by the spirit bead, but in addition to being related to its natal connection, it has other uses.

Although the fire spirit bead itself is full of cracks, it is still intact after all, and all the places that are not densely covered with fine lines are projecting brilliance all the time, and above the altar, they are transformed into an image.

"Huh?"

"It's ......"

Zhang Fan just glanced at it, and suddenly felt surprised in his heart.

The image above is not elsewhere, it is the battlefield of Tianzhu Mountain where he has stayed for more than three months, at this time, it is bustling, and there are many people surrounding it.

They were none other than the Sanzhou Immortal Cultivators who had left the Light Gate outside earlier.

Familiar faces flashed in front of them, and their faces were also divided into countless pieces along with the cracks on the fire spirit beads, looking extremely blurry, if it weren't for Zhang Fan's eyesight, they wouldn't even be able to distinguish them.

This image is not static, but constantly rotating, as if a person is looking down from the top of Tianzhu Mountain, looking at it and shifting his perspective to take everything into his eyes.

"What's the use of that?"

Looking at this blurry image, Zhang Fan frowned, unable to think of a reason.

"Ah~"

At this moment, an extremely terrifying cry came from behind him, Zhang Fan suddenly looked back, and saw that Lingzhuzi's face was unpredictable, unpredictable, but one thing was the same, those eyes were full of hatred.

The target of hatred, who else is there besides Zhang Fan!

"Give me death!"

With a strange scream, it suddenly ignored the attacks of the three Sect Masters, its body trembled violently, and it suddenly rose up.

It was like a deep cave, a torch was thrown, and countless bats were startled, and the spirit beads at this time were the bats that were startled, and their bodies trembled in an instant, and they were divided into countless parts and scattered.

"Huh?"

"Good chance!"

Whether it is the three grandmasters, or Zhang Fan and others, they are all bright.

The spirit beads instantly dispersed into more than a dozen parts, each of which absorbed the fire source power in the space and condensed into a form as it had done against Zhang Fan and the others before, turning into a fire shadow one by one.

For a moment, it was as if the situation had been reversed, from the surrounded to the encircled, but no one in the field had any panic.

Lingzhuzi, after all, lives in a secluded place, and is not experienced enough in battle, so doing so is tantamount to asking for a dead end.

The power on its body was too strong before, that is, the three Sect Masters of the Sect joined forces and couldn't help it, but now they were busy making a mistake because of one of Zhang Fan's actions, and they made such a stupid move, and they dispersed their power, is it not a good opportunity to kill it?

In an instant, the cold light was full of silver needles, the yin and yang dawned and the treasure mirror appeared, and the shovel shadow continued to live and die, all attacking towards one of the Hokage.

Although there were more than a dozen Hokages in front of him, the three grandmasters didn't even make eye contact, so they concentrated on attacking one of them.

"Bitter Daoist!"

Where else can the true body of the spirit bead be other than this Hokage?

What happened next also proved that their guess was at a loss, this Hokage's movements were the most rapid, and almost at the moment of differentiation, he rushed towards Zhang Fan's direction.

This is the most critical moment, Zhang Fan's palm is clenched, the flames in the triple heaven fluctuate, and they may pour out at any time, and there is a great treasure like a wheel suspended, radiating thousands of rays of light.

At this moment, an exclamation came from the body of the bitter Hokage.

There was no attack, but this Hokage seemed to have received some heavy blow, his whole body was twisted and changed, and his face was even more bitter, as if something terrifying was happening in his body.

At this time, it still maintained a hurried action, one foot in front of it, as if it was rushing forward with strength, but the foot that dragged back was different, abruptly playing horizontally, as if trying to stop its body.

One after the other, one in and one in retreat, the whole body suddenly twisted, like a boat in the waves, and spun on the spot.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly calmed down the three heavens that had been stimulated halfway, just staring and watching the changes.

"Bitter Daoist!"

"What are you going to do!"

"You can't live without me!"

The spirit bead shouted three times in a row, solving the doubts in everyone's hearts.

"I see!" Zhang Fan suddenly realized.

The ascetic people are worthy of being strong in the Yuan Infant Stage, even after so many years of consumption, they have not lost their spiritual wisdom, but they are usually not free under the suppression of the spirit beads.

Now at the critical moment, he came out to make a mess, and this time, it also cut off the last vitality of the spirit bead.

Chen Ji and the others are such characters, they can catch the slightest mistake, not to mention such obvious flaws.

The three magic weapons came out of the sky, the afterimages were dense, covering the sky, and there was a roar in the sky, filling the heaven and the earth, and for a time the terrifying momentum of destroying the world and destroying the earth drowned the spirit beads.

"Boy!"

"When!"

The Yin Yang Old Monster and Chen Ji were busy with each other, and they didn't forget to shout separately, even the shriveled old man of the Hundred Medicine Sect, with his dead fish-like eyes, also glanced over.

Zhang Fan naturally understood what they meant, and it was no different from before, at least for now, their interests were still the same.

Zhang Fan nodded, and did not reply, if it wasn't for the interests, just with their tone, don't want him to bow down and obey orders. Now it is different, although Grandmaster Jiedan is still a strong man in his eyes, he is no longer so unattainable.

With a wave of his sleeves, a golden light suddenly appeared, drawing a touch of gold and white color, like an arrow off the string, instantly shot out, and the target was directly on the altar, the fire spirit bead!

"No ......"

He acted like this, without any concealment at all, how could he hide from the spirit bead, I saw that he seemed to be panicked for a while, and even ignored the three shocking attacks behind him, and just stared blankly at the end of the golden white brilliance.

A crisp sound, crisp and pleasant, as if the spring water tinkling, and like the sound of chimes, make people intoxicated.

This sound is not charming music, but the sound of destruction.

The fire spirit bead, which was already on the verge of collapse and relied on the power of extracting the fragments of the magic weapon, was pierced by the Xuanjin wire, and after penetrating it, it cracked and shattered inch by inch, accompanied by the crisp sound, turned into countless crystals and dispersed, as if it was dream-like beauty.

As the Fire Spirit Bead shattered, the light and shadow it projected, and at this time, all the scenes outside Tianzhu Mountain also distorted and trembled, and disappeared.

"No ......"

There was another scream, and there was infinite despair in it.

Taking advantage of the distraction of the spirit beads, the three magic weapons hit all the pieces with all their might, how could they be idle? Not to mention that the current strength of the spirit beads is not at the peak, just like this, it is enough to kill.

"Ahh

The fire shadow of the ascetician's face, under a blow, suddenly collapsed, and at the same time, a bead-shaped phantom appeared, stagnated in the air for a moment, and then dispersed into green smoke and annihilated.

"I think so much!"

"I really want to get out!"

The sound of sighs and sighs came out of the void for no reason, and there were even more green smoke scattered by phantoms, slowly lingering, wandering in the original scene of Tianzhu Mountain, as if there was endless reluctance.

Zhang Fan's footsteps slammed, and he was silent for a while.

"How ...... it is"

It is conceivable that for many years, it is in front of this scene, obsessively watching all living beings perform their own wonderful, but it can only stay in one place, fantasizing about leaving!

With a sigh, Zhang Fan suddenly looked back and looked at the three condensed figures exposed in the dust behind him.

(To be continued)