"Changfeng, what are you?!"

Zhang Fan's words can be said to be unceremonious to the extreme, thinking about the long wind, the dignified ancient god with great supernatural powers, even if he has not ascended to the immortal realm, he is also the pinnacle of the human world, for tens of thousands of years, how can anyone dare to do this in front of him?

As soon as this statement came out, it was completely torn apart, and Zhang Fan didn't bother to say more with this wisp of thought, and slowly pointed out with one finger, falling straight to the heavenly mirror.

In the mirror, the indifferent and indifferent expression on Changfeng Zhenren's face collapsed, and with a "boom", a heavenly light plummeted, as if it was penetrating countless voids, covering the heavenly mirror.

In the mirror, Changfeng Zhenren raised his eyebrows, the sky light converged, and a translucent sword shape suddenly appeared behind him, even if it was just a little idea incarnation, even if it was through a heavenly mirror, that boundless anger was still like substance, rushing to the face, and its source was the translucent sword "Heart Sword Bitter Silence Sect!"

At first sight, the name of the sect that the ascetic had mentioned slightly, but did not elaborate, suddenly came to mind.

The thought turned sharply, and I understood it in an instant.

The divine power cultivated by this Changfeng Zhenren, as well as the comprehension of the Yuanying Divine Domain, obviously have certain similarities with Mu Tianyan, the difference is that Mu Tianyan's Silent Divine Domain is to separate the seven emotions and six roots from the divine soul, and extinguish itself, thus destroying others.

This is not easy to do, except for the moment when he was desperate at the end, Mu Tianyan was a real person in vain, and he never did it in his life.

However, this ancient god with great powers, the old man with long eyebrows who had just been sarcastically ridiculed by Zhang Fan, took a step further on this basis.

Refining the seven emotions and six roots as the heart sword, reaching the Great Silence Realm!

This is the so-called Heart Sword Bitter Silence Sect!

All of this flashed through Zhang Fan's mind between the lightning and flint, and in the process, Zhang Fan slowly pointed out a finger that could be seen on the mirror.

Ideas are thoughts, through the endless distance of time and space, with the Tongtian Mirror as the medium, it has just descended to the mortal world, even if it is a real person in Changfeng and a earth-shattering cultivation, one finger can crush Zhang Fan to death, but it is helpless, looking at that finger in vain, and pointing on the mirror.

"Boom~"

The golden flame of the sun burst out, directly penetrating into the heavenly mirror, like a stone falling into the water, all the scenes were shattered, and the sky light also dimmed.

"Boom~~Boom~~~Boom~~~"

With the Heavenly Mirror as the center, a continuous roar sounded, and the invisible ripples spread out with the waves of qi, and the artistic conception of the boundless angry heart sword spread all over the radius.

Everywhere the air waves, the giant trees and gourd vines were uprooted, and a tree flew out, and as the ripples spread, it fell in a circle.

In the place where the air waves and ripples are the most turbulent and dense, Zhang Fan leaned back slightly, and the back of his head was crowned with brilliance, and then the whole person was like a nail, firmly nailed to the ground, and never retreated half a step.

The sword on the side is not inferior, almost in an instant, the sword qi erupted, penetrating the sky and the earth, directly penetrating into the ground, firmly fixing it, and the air waves on the face, like a warm breeze blowing on the face, as if nothing happened.

"Whew~"

After a while, the wind dissipated and the dust settled, Zhang Fan let out a sigh of relief, looking at the Tongtian Mirror that had fallen powerlessly, and the angry artistic conception that still lingered, his eyes flickered and he was thoughtful.

He didn't know that such a simple pointer was in an uproar.

...... "Hahaha~~ It's interesting, it's so interesting. ”

Hanhai Blood God Cave, the Blood God True Monarch sat cross-legged, the blood pool under him rolled, with his voice one after another blood waves set off, the rapid fishy breath of blood was not obvious here, and it came to the nose, full of mellow fragrance.

This pool of blood is not a manifestation of supernatural powers, but a real blood filling.

Not far away, there were still a few strong men with dull expressions and empty eyes, who were constantly slaughtering all kinds of wild beasts and humans, pouring blood into the pool of blood.

"Mu Tianyan, oh Mu Tianyan, you actually let a few juniors kill you, it's really a miracle through the ages, and your kid is also famous, hahahaha~"

In the midst of wild laughter, not far in front of him, a bronze mirror fell weakly, but the Blood God True Monarch didn't even look at it, and let it fall into the pool of blood, like a flat boat into the sea, and capsized in an instant.

...... "That kid is so strong?!"

The Nine Shadows Ancestor shook his head in disbelief, where he was, the yellow sand was everywhere, flowing slowly, not rolled into several whirlpools, surging like a steep wind in the sea.

In front of him, there was a mirror that flickered brightly, and the figure faded, unable to fall.

Coincidentally, there is a yellow sand whirlpool under it, and the Nine Shadows Ancestor just looked at it alone, and the bronze mirror did not even bubble out in the yellow sand whirlpool, and disappeared in an instant.

"The afterlife is terrifying!"

"But I have nothing to do with the ancestor!"

Close your eyes and sink into the sand.

...... In the sky above Hanhai City, in the cloud hall of the Tiandun Sect, in the main hall of preaching, Tianduzi was silent, and a mirror in front of him smashed to the ground, and there was a sound of "clang".

Below it, there were dozens of futons, all of which were still warm, and it was clear that a moment ago, the Heavenly Retreat was preaching to the disciples.

After a while, Tian Dunzi suddenly raised his eyebrows, looked disdainful, and disappeared immediately, with a wave of his big sleeves, the heavenly mirror was swept aside, and then an old voice came out of the hall:

"Come in!

The door of the temple is opened, dozens of knots, and the fish runs in!

...... "Ahh

Somewhere in the Hanhai Sea, it was like a corner of the sky, the ground cracked on one side, and the ground gushed with yellow springs, sweeping one side.

The old monster was lying on a flat boat, drifting with the rush of the Yellow Spring, and beside him, there was a "plop" sound, as if something had fallen into the Yellow Spring and was engulfed in an instant.

"Go to the abyss of Hanhai, find trouble with that kid? Lao Tzu is not as stupid as Mu Tianyan!"

"That ghost thing is leaving, isn't it looking for death now?"

"Lao Tzu just doesn't go, there is a kind of you coming down to bite Lao Tzu's balls!"

"Phew!"

Later, he spit into the water with a lot of hatred, looking at his appearance, as if he wanted to vent all his dissatisfaction together, the old monster did what he said, and as soon as the words fell, he turned over, and then there was a sound of "whirring", and he actually snored.

...... In the gourd realm, Zhang Fan pondered for a moment, and with a move in his hand, the Heavenly Mirror fell into his hand.

At this time, the Tongtian Mirror, the mirror is full of brilliance, and it is completely impossible to see that it has just received a blow from him, and at the same time, it has also withstood the sword intent of the heart sword that escapes, as if it is spotless and clean.

"It's a good treasure!"

This Heavenly Mirror is naturally of no great use to him now, but this material is indeed unique in the human world, not only is it as simple as being strong and communicating with the upper realm, but it can also attack through its positioning, which is really wonderful.

Fang Cai, if he hadn't said it and made a move immediately, I am afraid that he would really let this terrifying god avatar and the invisible contact send out a blow, and whether he could take it at that time was still two words!

This Changfeng Zhenren, although he is an ancient god with great powers, but he is used to being high, and he has to choose to turn his face with him in order not to become the object of the other party's life and death.

Fortunately, such a terrifying existence, at this stage, it is impossible to confront him, this confrontation, strictly speaking, he took advantage, so he didn't think about it anymore, and when he was on an equal footing with Changfeng Zhenren, he would settle the matter today!

After putting away the Heavenly Mirror, Zhang Fan had a big sleeve, and along with Mu Tianyan's Qiankun Bag and the Heavenly Wheel of Annihilation, he put it into his sleeve, which can be said to be all in one go.

After doing this, he turned his head and looked at the sword dozens of feet away.

At the same time, the sword and the sword were also concentrating, and in an instant, they looked at each other, and the killing intent between them was revealed.

Jian Yan didn't care about Zhang Fan's behavior of sweeping away the loot, and Zhang Fan didn't take a second look at those things, now is not the time.

Anyway, after a while, when the confrontation between the two is over, the winner will naturally take everything, and it is difficult to say whether the loser can save his life, let alone care about these things outside his body.

"You want to kill me?"

"Why?"

In a calm atmosphere, Jian Er suddenly spoke.

As soon as Mu Tianyan died, the atmosphere between the two of them was extremely weird, or Changfeng Zhenren appeared in time, I am afraid that the fierce battle between the two would have ended.

I never thought that Jian Er would ask such a question.

Zhang Fan couldn't help but smile and said, "Aren't you the same?"

But then he didn't ask him the reason for his killing intent, but said calmly: "Second Yuan Baby, Jian Er, you are the best Second Yuan Baby!"

Zhang Fan's confession made Jian Er stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "Hahaha~~, okay, I'm going to look at you differently, frank enough." ”

"I'm going to kill you!"

"I want to take back the sword cultivation inheritance!"

Needless to say, Zhang Fan also knows this.

"I'm going to kill you, Ah Heng is mine, only I can be by his side, you, no!"

"Huh?!"

Zhang Fan looked back in amazement, and looked at the hoarse, dark green baby-like head stretched out in disbelief.

"And why else?"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but be speechless, the former one was just that, how could the latter sound like a jealous fight, a sword baby, in love with someone?

"That's it!"

Shaking his head, he didn't bother to explain to Jian Er that Yin Heng had nothing to do with it, anyway, he was going to fight.

At this time, he also understood that the little girl who named him what Jian Er said back then was obviously Yin Heng.

"As long as I take back the sword vein inheritance from you, I will be able to establish the Yuan Infant, and at that time, I will be able to help Ah Heng fulfill her wish. ”

Speaking of this, Jian Yan's voice couldn't help but carry a bit of longing, but when he looked at Zhang Fan's gaze, it became more and more cold.

Jian Er's purpose, and what he thinks, Zhang Fan is not interested at all, anyway, in his opinion, the one in front of him is just a second yuan baby.

"So what are you waiting for?"

Zhang Fan smiled and said leisurely.

(To be continued)