"This ......"

Jian Yan, the arrogant laughter of a moment ago was gone, and he watched all this in amazement, and a strong sense of ominousness came to his heart.

At this time, its entire sword infant body was pulled up from the body of the beast demon, suspended in the air, up and down the whole body, and the sword aura condensed into a sword-shaped package, like a long sword leaning against the sky, but looking at Zhang Fan's movements, this sword shape, which had not yet reached its peak, shook suddenly, like autumn water.

A strange smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face, and he flicked his fingers on the ground three times in a row, "Bang Bang", three strong winds hit the ground, as if the beast and demon had knelt three times and knocked nine times before, and then chanted softly:

"Reverse the situation, refine the original restoration"

"Boom"

A large area of dirty blood and the remnants' spirits rose to the sky, condensing into the eight-armed demon divine son's body, everything was as it was a moment ago.

"You ......"

Jian Er was dumbfounded, and he was speechless for a while.

"I forgot to tell you, I will do this too!"

Zhang Fan smiled and watched the changes in the air, and said leisurely.

He really would, this supernatural power of "reversing the universe and refining the original restoration", he had seen it decades ago, and obtained the method of its cultivation.

At that time, Ni Sang, the great elder of the remnant village, used this magical power and the beast treasure as a basis to return to the prime of life, and then, after Zhang Fan dragged him to death, he found a token in his relics: the Twelve Tokens of the Wilderness!

In addition to the scene on the token where the remnants drove the demon gods to compete with the demon gods in the ancient times, intending to truly grasp their own destiny, it is dense handwriting, from the mantra spell to the step into the gang, all about the cultivation and use of the witchcraft of "reversing the world".

At that time, Zhang Fan was suspicious that this witchcraft magic power specially engraved on the blood-colored token was obviously important, and it should never be as simple as Ni Sang's restoration of his prime, so he kept it in mind.

If it were someone else, he might not spend time cultivating this unknown purpose, but there might be another mysterious witchcraft, but Zhang Fan is different, who called him the palm mixed yuan ball, and the evolution simulation cultivates various magical powers, which is as easy as a snap!

Originally, he might not use this kind of witchcraft in his life, but he never thought that it was on the body of the beast and demon that he could see the true effect of this "refining and restoration".

It turns out that restoring youth through the beast treasure is just a trivial application, and the key point is to use sacrificial sacrifices to condense into the body of the demon god for the Holy Son and the demon god to rely on.

After understanding this, the rest is a natural thing, and it will be displayed in an instant, just right, turning the clouds and rain, and the situation will suddenly reverse.

"It's over!"

Of course, Zhang Fan didn't explain this, but when Jian Er saw the situation in the air, his heart was immediately like ashes.

At this time, in the sky above, the bodies of two eight-armed demon gods formed by their own sacrifices were condensed, and in the middle of the two bodies was a hazy, faintly distracting of the thoughts of a human-headed snake body.

The eight-armed demon god is certainly the son of the primeval holy emperor and the famous demon god, but after all, he does not have the good conditions like Changfeng Zhenren, and the Heavenly Mirror can be relied on, so at this time, this group of thoughts and distractions can only be condensed, and he has not yet possessed spiritual wisdom.

This time it was troublesome, the two bodies, each attracted, and the eight-armed demon god's mind was frozen in the air for a while, and he was at a loss.

This kind of situation, I'm afraid that it hasn't happened since the birth of this witchcraft, when the real saint clan casts this witchcraft, it is natural that there are people who have the highest cultivation on their own side to perform it, so that the demon god condensed at the end is strong, and secondly, the people with low cultivation can't grab it, so why be embarrassed?

Now the situation of the sword is embarrassing.

Zhang Fan sacrificed hundreds of holy clan bloodlines, such a big deal, even the real remnant elders were reluctant to do it, it was equivalent to sacrificing all the manpower of an entire village, and the power could be imagined.

However, after hesitating for a moment, although it gradually became clear, the demon god's mind was still confused, and he threw himself into the body of the demon god condensed on Zhang Fan's side without hesitation.

"It's miserable, make a wedding dress for someone else!"

Jian Er didn't know about Zhang Fan's grievances with this eight-armed demon god, according to his thoughts, this time it was really a matter of stealing chickens and rice, and if he couldn't do it, he would be beaten up.

This is worth it, the already ugly sword baby's face suddenly turned hideous, and with a "boom", it condensed to the point that the general sword collapsed.

The sword qi was devoured, in Zhang Fan's opinion, almost in an instant, there were countless small holes on the body of this sword man, and one after another the sword qi was forced out, and there was indescribable pain in the strange scream.

It is not for nothing that such a big sacrifice was made and the prepared supernatural powers were forcibly dispersed.

"You want to run?!"

Zhang Fan smiled freely, threw his hand, and the Donghuang Bell was suspended in the air, trembling slightly, and invisible ripples were scattered.

Needless to say, this sword man naturally looks at the situation and wants to slip away.

Although the body of the beast and demon below is half dead, it is not dead no matter what, occupying it, and then exploding in an instant, and maybe it can escape under the attack of the "two" people.

Of course, Jian Er's thoughts could not be concealed from Zhang Fan, who was watching from the side, he glanced at the change of the demon god in the sky above, flicked his fingers, and suddenly struck.

Taking advantage of his illness to take his life, now the sword stealing chickens is not a good opportunity for him to start, miss today, and then think so easily to solve this sword baby who is only one step away from the strength of the Yuan Baby, it is not so easy.

"Knock~"

The fingers popped out, and the golden flame condensed the line, and it slammed into the Donghuang Bell, and in an instant, the Donghuang Bell sounded, and the earth, water, wind and fire, between heaven and earth, suddenly condensed.

"Ah~"

Jian Yan froze in the air in panic, and saw that less than a foot below was the body of the beast and demon lying on the ground, but it was shocked on the spot and could not enter.

It seemed that even his thoughts were frozen by the bell, and he didn't even have time to turn his mind and think of a countermeasure, when the second bell rang with a bang.

Looking back stiffly, he saw that the Eastern Emperor Bell was full of golden flames, suspended in the air, and with each vibration, the sound waves that turned into substance were scattered, like a stormy wave, and instantly submerged it.

"Boom~"

In the roar of continuous gas explosions, there was an inaudible sound of cracking, hidden in it, even the people with the best ears could not distinguish it.

But this sound of breaking, in the ears of Jian Yan, was like a stormy wave, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

In order to allow the beast demon to perform the "reversal of the world", in order to release the powerful sword condensing sword himself, his sword infant body had already left the body of the beast demon, only connected by an invisible sword qi channel, and now, this sound was the last groan after the collapse of the sword qi channel.

"It's dead. ”

Jian Yan stood on the spot, he saw the fate of Mu Tianyan Yuanying before, but now he saw it, he was about to fall into the same fate, and the whole person was confused for a while, and he didn't understand the good advantage, how could he be pinched on his waist and turned over all of a sudden?

Immediately after, there was a "bang", just below him, under his nose, the body of the beast and demon, under the resonance of countless sound waves, instantly exploded and shattered into a red ground.

This is naturally Zhang Fan's deliberate action, Yuan Ying is Yuan Ying, without a body, it is nothing, and his last hope is directly shattered.

With the collapse of the beast demon's body, the blood-colored altar not far in front of it trembled violently, like a torrential rain, and a large amount of blood spilled from the air, but it was the loss of the caster, and the eight-armed demon god's body condensed by the beast and demon's sacrifice collapsed.

"Whew~"

At this moment, a desolate and ancient, like a roar from the primeval wilderness, came from the sky, and in an instant, it spread throughout the entire gourd realm.

"It's coming so fast!"

Zhang Fan's expression remained unchanged, and he waved his hand violently, but the target was not the sword like a turtle in an urn, but the blood-colored altar that he sacrificed.

This anger was incomparable, as if he saw the roar of life and death, he was all too familiar, and after walking it like a dog for three days, the cry of the eight-armed demon god when he disappeared was almost like this.

Obviously, at this time, the distraction of this Holy Emperor's son of evil finally came.

Although Zhang Fan didn't even raise his head, in his divine sense, he still sketched such a scene: before the eight huge arms of the eight-armed demon god flew, not far from his side was a cloud of blood mist that broke out, and in front of him was Zhang Fan's condensed demon body.

"How can anything be so cheap?"

"You're beautiful. ”

The corners of Zhang Fan's mouth twitched, and the palm he waved turned over, and with a "boom", the altar that had already been sacrificed by him rolled in response, and a large amount of the blood of the Holy Clan sacrificed as a sacrifice rushed out like a flood, and the surroundings were like a pool of blood.

At the same time, in the sky, there was a downpour of blood rain, but it was a repetition of the scene a moment ago, the demon body collapsed, and the rain fell.

Now that the beast demon is dead, the eight-armed demon god summoned by him naturally can't stay for too long, strictly speaking, he who has lost his support is afraid that he is not as good as the Changfeng real person a moment ago!

But if he gets Zhang Fan's condensation of this demon body, it will be a different scene, no matter how stupid Zhang Fan is, it is impossible to do such a thing as an enemy.

As a result, two demon bodies collapsed in succession, and the eight-armed demon god stood in the air, dumbfounded...... The demon god was dumbfounded, but Jian Jie suddenly came to his senses, "Ahhh~, I'll fight with you"

roaring wildly, the sword qi in the sky was vertical and horizontal, and the entire body of the sword infant was like a ball of light, and every bit of light was a sword qi erupting out.

Jian Er knew that he would never be able to escape, and he wanted to pull Zhang Fan's back, but also had the intention of self-destruction, lest he was really caught by Zhang Fan and refined into a second yuan baby.

"Can you spell if you want to?"

At this moment, a clear voice came, with indescribable irony.

Zhang Fan didn't look at the eight-armed demon god who had lost his demon body like a toothless tiger in the sky above, he had a big sleeve, and the moon rotated, covering the sky, and in an instant, the situation changed.

"Besides, how can I be willing to let you die!"

The sound of sword qi and the strange screams of the sword rage on the verge of death came to an abrupt end.

At this moment, only the wind howled and the sleeves made a fierce sound, filling the heavens and the earth.

"Boom"

Zhang Fan withdrew his hand and returned, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, proud, satisfied, ...... - Sword Baby, get it!

(To be continued)