"Earth~Water~Wind~Fire~"

"Town!"

The clear voice, word by word, spread all over the sea of blood, and the seal of the lock sky was covered with a bang, and the huge sea of blood seemed to be pressed down by high mountains, and it could not be sunk, but it was pressed to the surface of the sea, falling inch by inch.

"Boom~"

It seemed that it had reached a certain limit, and the entire sea of blood collapsed with a bang, and countless blood-colored fragments shot out.

These blood-colored fragments, of different sizes and shapes, are only the same, they are fast, they have barely reacted, and within a radius of several miles, whether it is an empty high sky or a earth full of earth and rocks, they are all their figures.

Immediately, a series of roaring explosions sounded, and clouds of smoke and dust burst open, and in an instant, the sky and the earth changed, and the eyes were full of devastation.

After a while, the dust settled, and a total of six people were divided into two groups of confrontations.

Zhang Fan adjusted his breath slightly, raised his eyes, and saw the Blood God Son looking at him with a look of horror on his face, a little red light, from his lower abdomen to his forehead, back and forth, reciprocating endlessly.

"Good treasure!"

"Boy, this is supposed to be this thing. ”

"Hmm!"

As soon as the ascetic's voice fell, Zhang Fan nodded secretly, in his opinion, the previous danger should also be caused by this red light.

When I first fell into it, I felt as if I was a Yuanying monk, with the great magical power of changing the heavens and the earth, controlling the aura on a large scale, and turning the reality into reality out of thin air, manifesting a monstrous sea of blood.

If this was the case, Zhang Fan could only turn around and run, not daring to fight head-on.

Fortunately, he soon realized that something was wrong.

As he said before when he broke the sea of blood with the seal of the sky, "If oil floats in the water, it is all oil, and the essence is water", the real Yuanying magic power is to completely turn water into oil, just like when the old man is said to be a drill, whether it is a desert or an ocean, or a forest or a mountain, it is like a substance, in the meantime, Zhang Fan does not feel anything abnormal at all, and there is no abnormality at all.

If you want to crack that supernatural power, the only way is to use stronger power to compete with it for control of the aura of heaven and earth.

Such a method, if it is replaced by Zhang Fan's natal magic weapon, there may be a chance, but now, it is just a delusion.

Fortunately, the sea of blood of the Blood God Son is just a formless, as if floating on water with oil, it seems realistic and powerful, but it is actually not difficult to break.

Whether it is to break it by force, or to destroy it with a magic weapon targeting the surname as Zhang Fan has just done, it is all that the monk can do.

If you haven't seen the true Yuan Infant Divine Power, you might really panic when you are trapped in it, and you don't want to resist but only want to escape, in that case, you will be taken advantage of by him and killed invisibly.

Blood God Son, he's still using deception.

However, this trick is not something that anyone can use, if there is no magic weapon at the level of the sky, how can it manifest such a realistic magic power, that is, Zhang Fan, a person who has experienced it at close range, is almost deceived by it.

"Blood God Son, what's the name of this treasure?"

Zhang Fan's eyes were inseparable from the red light that gradually disappeared in the body of the Blood God Son, as if he was not fighting for life and death, and asked indifferently.

When he asked this sentence, he was not worried about being identified by the Blood God Son, if Ying Long really knew about this treasure, how could he be so careless to take it out against him again, so he could ask it with confidence.

"Heavenly Demon Blood Flame Heart Lamp!"

"Ying Long, you should have heard of this treasure!"

Surprisingly, although the Blood God Son was full of gloom, he still replied.

"Should have heard of it?"

Zhang Fan looked a little and said expressionlessly: "But the blood god is really given?"

"Humph!"

"It's the 'gift' of the master!"

I don't know if it's an illusion, Zhang Fan clearly felt a gritted teeth when he heard the word "gift".

In his opinion, this Heavenly Demon Blood Flame Heart Lantern was obviously a first-class treasure of a top-level magic weapon, how could it be said that there seemed to be a hidden meaning in the Blood God Son.

The so-called blood flame is a kind of flame of the blood law, which has a certain restraint effect on all living beings with blood, and can be said to be a kind of high-level flame.

It wasn't that that really what really cared about him, it was mainly the name of the treasure.

Heart Lamp!

This is the second heart lamp he has seen in this time, will there be a ...... between them, "Ying Long, you are leisurely, you haven't seen your friend, are you going to die?"

The Blood God Son seemed to have suddenly recovered from the vibration of the broken sea of blood, and regained that strange voice, and said in a strange manner.

Zhang Fan's expression didn't move, and he even glanced back, letting the old gambler behind him scream "wow", as if he might not be able to do it at any time.

"I said it!"

"What I want is Heavenly Fire Purple Gold Copper and Sun Essence Gold, hand over those two things, and this seat will not be difficult with you. ”

Zhang Fan's tone was as light as water, and he didn't mention the old gambler at all, as if his goal was already all on the Blood God Son.

"You ......"

As soon as the Blood God Son spoke, the situation in front of him suddenly changed.

"Boom~"

Between heaven and earth, it suddenly darkened.

A sleeve, looming in the moon, covering the sky, the wind rises.

At the center of this atmosphere are the old gamblers and the three Yin brothers.

At this time, the three Yin brothers stood in a full position, constantly moving slightly, as if with some kind of special rhythm, every time they moved, a little cold color appeared out of thin air, lingering on the three of them.

Under this cold shroud, in the space between the three brothers, if there is an invisible barrier shrouding and oppression, forcing the old gambler to not exert half of his strength, and he has to dodge the cold spells of the three from time to time.

"Wow Wow Wow~"

The old gambler's dice cup and dice magic weapon were flying, blocking or hiding, screaming again and again, but they gradually stopped supporting it.

At this time, the wind was raging, the suction was born, and the old gambler in the center was fine, but the bodies of the three Yin brothers on the periphery were floating, and they suddenly lost their position.

"Haha"

With the strong wind, the old gambler looked up, and when he saw the sleeves of the banner covering the sky, he immediately laughed.

He's had a hard time with this thing.

However, what happened next was not what he expected.

The suction of Qiankun's sleeve disappeared in a flash, and the three Yin brothers were not sucked into it as he imagined, but only slightly out of position, and then returned to normal.

This is enough, just at the moment when the three brothers shifted, the cold brilliance like a prison dissipated, how clever the old gambler was, a flicker, out of the encirclement.

As soon as he got out, he immediately looked in the direction of Zhang Fan in surprise, not understanding why his subordinates were merciful, and at this time, a familiar voice came:

"Old gambler, can two of you?"

The old gambler was stunned at first, and then his eyes were dark, and a big bird was burning with golden-red flames, and a golden tail feather behind him flashed, turning into a rainbow, and the sound of continuous explosion sounded, and it was actually with the eldest of the three Yin brothers, Yin Tian, and it was obviously the upper hand, forcing Yin Tian to be aggrieved, and had to be forced to leave the side of the two brothers.

It's Mo Ling!

Mo Ling's rainbow transformation technique was too fast, and as soon as the remaining two brothers of the Yin clan reacted, the boss had already formed a ball with Mo Ling in the high altitude, and he was about to go to help, when he saw the old gambling ghost laughing, a dice cup and a dice, standing in front of them.

In an instant, a touch of bitterness crept up on their faces, and they lost the combined attack technique of the three of them, with their cultivation in the early stage of the alliance, with two enemies and one, they may not be the opponent of the old gambler, let alone support the elder brother.

"Good~Good~Good~"

"Ying Long, you have indeed grown, I won't be able to recognize you. ”

Everything before happened in an instant, and when the Blood God Son reacted, it was all a foregone conclusion.

At that moment, he wanted to disturb Zhang Fan's mind, but he was stabilized by the other party with words, and the surprise attack was successful, even with his city, he couldn't control his anger.

"Blood God Son, you have won the prize, and you are not bad!"

A touch of ridicule flashed on Zhang Fan's face, and then he raised his hand, blasted out from afar, and said in his mouth:

"Come on, this seat will come again to learn your blood god power, blood flame heart lamp!"

The palm of his hand was halfway out, a little crystal bright, and suddenly drilled out from his palm, a fiery red lens, on which a heart-shaped flame kept burning.

- Flame Dragon Heart!

A dragon groan, which was louder than the previous Nine Flame Flame Dragon, suddenly shook the sky and came out far away.

Accompanied by the dragon's chant Daze, the huge body of the primeval Yanlong emerged in the air, winding and circling, condescending, the dragon's breath and the majesty of the dragon were revealed.

"Ancient Celestial?"

A look of disbelief suddenly appeared on the face of the Blood God Son, where did he dare to slack off, a little blood flashed, the blood shadow floated, and suddenly withdrew from a distance of hundreds of zhang.

As soon as he avoided the edge and appeared again, his expression was unprecedentedly solemn, one hand touched his chest, the other hand stretched out in front of him, and he flicked his fingers three times in a row.

Such an understatement as flicking his fingers, when the Blood God Son did it at this time, was extremely condensed, as if he was popping up like something extremely dangerous, so that he didn't dare to ignore it.

Seeing him so careful, Zhang Fan also temporarily let go of the idea of casting his magical powers again, and looked at it intently.

With the three flicks of the Blood God's fingers, three points of blood light emerged.

Unlike before, these three points of blood light did not have any breath exposed, nor did they look like some kind of supernatural magic, if you looked closely, they were just three drops of blood wrapped in three thumb-sized crystals.

"Huh, what is this?"

Zhang Fan was slightly surprised, and his heart moved, the ancient Yanlong in the sky suddenly stretched his body, and with a flick of the dragon's head, the monstrous flames poured out, if the heavenly river fell down, like flowing water spreading, a radius of several miles, a sea of fire.

"Ying Long, look at my blood demon supernatural powers!"

The Blood God Son let out a loud shout, and the palm on his chest slammed into force, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, turning into a blood mist and sprinkling on the three crystals wrapped in blood.

"Bang~"

Three sounds in a row, faintly audible, the crystal burst, three drops of blood, exposed to the air.

In an instant, three huge phantoms, across the heavens and the earth, stood in the sea of fire, and the ancient flame dragon, confronted up and down, and did not fall into the wind!

(To be continued)