"One of them?"

Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up.

White bone balls, golden claws, these two things are not ordinary no matter how you look at them, any one of them is enough to make the vast majority of Yuanying real people in the field covet, and he is no exception.

Although Feng Jiuling had already mentioned it to him before, it was not as shocking as the current fait accompli.

At the same time, the eyes of almost all the real people in the field were focused on him, and that kind of admiration was almost like burning the whole person.

Yuanying Zhenren is also an immortal cultivator, not to mention that it is just Yuanying Dacheng, even if it is a Shendao monarch and an immortal person, there are also all kinds of **, but the things you want are different.

The two things in front of him are undoubtedly what a group of Yuanying real people want, in addition to envy in their eyes, there is also a strong sense of curiosity, obviously wanting to see how he chooses.

However, these Yuanying real people have no meaning for Dugu Zhang Fan to obtain the right to choose.

You know, if it weren't for the fact that his magic power in his sleeve was too perverted before, he was able to hold a city with one sleeve, I'm afraid that now everyone will have to suffer some losses, if you really want to talk about it, how much you owe him some favors.

"Donghua Zhenren, you can choose one!"

The skeleton real person didn't have that feeling of depression at this time, and the voice was in his ears, but it was a bit of a taste of early death and early superbirth.

When Zhang Fan heard this, he knew that he was a little reluctant to do this, most likely under the persecution of Feng Jiuling and the old ghost woman, so he had to do it.

He would not carry forward any style at such a time, and if the treasures in his hands were handed over, then he would not be Zhang Fan.

Nodding slightly towards the old ghost woman and Feng Jiuling, he expressed his gratitude slightly, and then his eyes swept over the two treasures.

Needless to say, the white bone ball is definitely a good thing for the top-level spirit treasure, and its power is so great that it is enough to imagine it through the previous battle.

Such treasures are even better than most of the treasures on Zhang Fan's body, such as the Ember Heart Lamp, even if the wick is replenished, it is only on par with it at most.

If you really want to say that it is better than this treasure, there are only things like the Nine Turns Qiankun Ding and the Mixed Yuan Ball.

However, if this white bone ball and the Donghuang Bell are put together for him to choose, he would rather choose the Donghuang Bell, without him, but it is suitable for you.

How much power a treasure has in itself and how much power the holder can exert are completely different things.

The white bone ball is in the hands of the white bone real person, and it can faintly compete with the skeleton real person holding the Shura flag, but in his Zhang Fan's hands, the ** of the ten is inferior to the Eastern Emperor Bell.

"It's a pity. ”

Thinking of this, he shook his head secretly.

If what he cultivated was a supernatural power related to the white bones like a skeleton real person or a white bone real person, he didn't have to think about it, he would definitely choose this treasure, even if he offended the skeleton real person for this, it would not be a big deal.

Unfortunately, he is not.

"That's it!"

Reluctantly glanced at it again, Zhang Fan's gaze turned to the golden claws that were still suspended in the air.

After a while, he frowned slightly, and found something that he had previously overlooked.

This golden claw, everyone with a clear eye knows that it is the root of the White Bone True Person's divine power to destroy the White Bone City with one blow, coupled with the moment it broke through the ground, the brilliant light and shadow to the extreme, unconsciously, made Zhang Fan ignore something.

Breath!

There was not a trace of breath on this golden claw.

The aura of supernatural powers, the qi of itself, is nothing, as if it is just a carved work of art.

"Ku Lao, what do you think this treasure is?"

Zhang Fan groaned, and asked in his heart.

The bitter Taoist hesitated for a moment when he heard this, and said: "The old man is not sure, but he can't think of anything like the bones of the demon god or the demon god, and it should be the condensation of its essence, not the discarded thing." ”

The idea of the ascetic man secretly coincided with him, Zhang Fan secretly bowed his head, no longer hesitated, and with a move in his hand, the golden light suddenly appeared in the air, and the golden claws seemed to come to life, and went straight to his place.

"Huh?!"

Zhang Fan's decision is equivalent to a choice.

Suddenly, there were people in the field who were incomprehensible, but most of them bowed slightly, obviously thinking that he had chosen well.

This "good" does not mean that the treasure was chosen well, but that the white bone ball has never been touched.

Unlike Zhang Fan, who was engrossed in the two treasures, these Yuan Infant Real People had never missed the expression of the skeleton real person, but seeing that he was staring at the white bone ball during the whole process, it was obvious that if it weren't for Feng Jiuling and the old ghost woman by his side, he would not have taken out this thing for Zhang Fan to choose.

Now that Zhang Fan has chosen that golden claw, what is the use of it will be put aside for the time being, at least it will not offend a big master in the late Yuan Infant period, it is enough.

Zhang Fan didn't know what they thought, and he wasn't interested.

What really made him make such a choice was for another reason.

First, the white bone ball does not conform to his caste, and it is stupid to change the way of the white bone for it, rather than this, choosing a treasure that will almost certainly not have much effect, it is better to choose a mysterious thing, maybe I don't know when, it will be of great use, and second, it is because of Feng Jiuling's words before.

Since it won't be two days later, he will return to the mountain gate of the Faxiang Sect, open the treasure house, and let him choose, then he doesn't have to suffer from the gains and losses of treasures like the white bone ball.

In the treasure house of the Faxiang Sect, it is not impossible to obtain better and more suitable treasures.

However, between his thoughts, the golden beast bone had already fallen into his sleeve, and Zhang Fan said with a smile: "Zhang chose this treasure, thank you to the skeleton real person, the old lady, and Ancestor Feng for making it happen." ”

Feng Jiuling and the old ghost woman both waved their hands, but the skeleton real person took away the white bone ball at a lightning speed, and then looked more and more pleasing to the eye the more he looked at Zhang Fan, and said with a smile: "Donghua Zhenren has a good eye, that golden claw, according to the old skeleton, when it is the claw of the demon god or the demon god, or what secrets are hidden, it is not certain, and put it away, study it carefully, or have something to gain." ”

"His view is not much different from that of the bitter old man. ”

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and said secretly in his heart. As for what kind of demon god or demon god's claws this is, and what is the great effect and power, it depends on the chance, it is a later story, and there is no need to say more.

The final event was completed, and all the real people of the Yuan Infant relaxed together, landed on the ground, and regained their vitality.

It's not that they don't want to leave, it's that it's not time to leave.

The reason is very simple, they haven't communicated much, but the real people know what is going on, and no one tacitly brings up the topic of leaving.

Zhang Fan also understood that firstly, it was the tens of millions of mortals he controlled, and the thousands of immortal cultivators in White Bone City had not yet been dealt with.

Although the handling of mortals is cumbersome, it is also simple, it is nothing more than the major sects sending disciples to come, pulling the net and sweeping it once, looking for suitable disciples to bring back to the mountain gate, in order to supplement the shortcomings of a hundred years without new blood.

In other words, among these tens of millions of people, after this battle, I am afraid that many future immortal cultivators will be born.

As for how to deal with those White Bone City monks, it is not something that Zhang Fan is interested in, thinking that it is nothing more than two kinds of taking it for his own use and killing them all, it is the handling of the follow-up sect people, and it has nothing to do with him.

Another reason for staying here is to "welcome" the "visitors" well, and not let them run for nothing.

Now that the third day is approaching, how can a group of real people not stay here and "greet" the monks of other states?

The real people of Qinzhou didn't wait too long, just after half a day's kung fu, the big masters of the late Yuan Infant such as the skeleton real person, the old ghost woman, and Feng Jiuling suddenly grew up and stared into the distance.

"It's coming!"

Immediately, everyone's spirits were lifted and they followed their gaze.

In the northern sky, stratus clouds are dyed, one is a purple thundercloud, there is purple lightning wandering, like a great heavenly might, the other is the yellow sand of the earth, dusk yellow, as if a violent wind swept the desert, rolled up immeasurable dust, overwhelming the sky.

Three days, less than!

From the three-day appointment made by Bai Guzhen, to the appearance of reinforcements now, the masters of other states marched to the boundary of Qinzhou, and together, it was less than three days.

Thinking about it, the white bone real man still set up an ambush and said it loosely.

It's a pity that the times are not good, and the real people of Qinzhou didn't have time to give him a delay plan at all, after all, he was still stained with blood and fell in front.

"Yongzhou Shenxiao Sect and Liangzhou Houtu Sect, they are pouring out of the nest, quite giving us Qinzhou monks face!"

Looking at the majesty roaring from the northern sky, the skeleton real man said in a weird manner, especially when it came to the word "face", it suddenly gave people a gloomy feeling.

"Hahahaha~"

"Let's go!"

"Let's go and meet them, don't let people say that I, a monk from Qinzhou, don't understand the 'way of hospitality'"

In unison, a group of Yuanying real people released all their momentum without any care, and then rose from the ground and soared into the sky.

"Boom Boom Boom~"

The roaring sound is endless, the thunder is thick, the earth is cracked and the ground is high-pitched, as if the dragon soars into the sky, and the power covers a heaven and earth.

Just when the monks in Qinzhou were in the sky, the monks of Yongliang and Liangzhou, who came from the sky at great speed, couldn't help but slow down.

For a time, this side of the world seemed to be divided into three pieces, in which the thunder and the yellow sand gradually moved closer together, merging into one, and the Qinzhou side became a confrontation.

The confrontation lasted only a moment, but it was like a lifetime.

The whole heaven and earth seemed to be solidified, and the wind did not dare to make a mistake, and the dull suffocating feeling of the clear sky and the city, but like a black cloud pressing down on the city, spread the heaven and earth.

After a while, the skull real person's eyes flashed, as if he was eager to try, and he was stunned, and finally glanced at Feng Jiuling, the old ghost woman, and the heavenly true person of the Imperial Spirit Sect, made eye contact, and finally shook his head and sighed.

"That's it!"

"Let's just cheapen them once! Don't let the old skeleton find a chance for me, otherwise I will destroy these two sects and eliminate the sullenness I have now. ”

The skeleton real person vented all his depression in an instant, and the spiritual power of the late Yuan Infant was poured into the Shura Banner without reservation.

"Give Lao Tzu ......"

"Get out!"

Accompanied by endless power, the skeleton real man shouted violently, like thunder on dry land, and exploded violently.

In an instant, the black flag was unfurled, and the thick clouds rolled and swept the heavens and the earth;

(To be continued)