Zhang Fan was full of anticipation, and slowly probed his divine sense into Grandma Tong's Qiankun bag.

Killing a strong enemy, and then looting the other party's Qiankun bag, such a thing, he doesn't know how many times he has done it in the past ten years, but at this time the feeling is different, and his heart is uncontrollable A little excited, as if it was the first time in his life to do such a thing.

This, after all, is the Qiankun bag of the Sect Master of Jiedan, how can it be compared to leisure?

After a while, a strange look suddenly appeared on Zhang Fan's face, and the things in this were really a bit unexpected to him.

Spirit stones, mountains of spirit stones.

Although immortal cultivators are accustomed to bringing all their belongings with them, this is too much!

In his divine sense, there are hundreds of thousands of spirit stones in the Qiankun bag, which is nothing, mainly because there are some medium-grade spirit stones and high-grade spirit stones, except that there are no top-grade spirit stones, it can be said that they are all available.

A look of surprise flashed across his face, and suddenly, the shape of a rag at the corner of his clothes reappeared in his mind.

"Yes!"

Zhang Fan shook his head, very ashamed.

The reason why these spirit stones are full of mud and sand is that there are both a terrifying number of low-grade spirit stones and rare high-grade spirit stones, this is obviously how they came from.

Grandma Tong cleared the entire Golden Desperate Land, I don't know how many people she killed, and their Qiankun bags were probably looted by her.

Those were all monks in the Qi refining period and the foundation building period, and it was impossible for them to have as many good things as Zhang Fan, so naturally there was nothing to make the dignified Sect Master Jiedan look at it, so he searched for spirit stones to make this possible.

Among them, what really belongs to her is those medium-grade spirit stones, as well as ...... Zhang Fan's heart moved, and he wiped the Qiankun bag in his hand, and on the ground in front of him in an instant, ten pieces of crystal and brilliant spirit stones were laid out.

"High-grade spirit stones!"

Medium-grade and high-grade spirit stones, for the current Zhang Fan, there is no difference, with his cultivation level, he doesn't need such a high-quality thing, even low-grade spirit stones, and they can also be satisfied.

What really moved him was that when he saw these high-grade spirit stones, a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was a teleportation array, and where the spirit stones should be inlaid on it, there were only piles of multicolored spirit stone powder.

Next to her, a beautiful girl with a purple orchid blooming on her forehead, standing there demurely, the smile on her face was so distressing!

"Teleportation Array!"

It was said that it was the lack of these high-grade spirit stones that made it impossible to find out.

Zhang Fan was silent for a while, and then put these spirit stones back, and his divine consciousness continued to sweep through them, and immediately leaned, and several things that he liked were immediately poured out and appeared on the ground in front of him.

The long-necked jade bottle, moist like condensation, with a thunder rune on it, sealing the aura inside without leaking;

There are roughly more than ten jade bottles, but there is only one spiritual weapon.

Zhang Fan opened the cap of the jade bottle one by one, lowered his head and sniffed, but in a moment, more than ten bottles were all checked and retracted into the Qiankun bag.

After doing this, his face showed a complicated look, and he didn't know whether it was joy or loss.

These are all good things, and they are all filled with the best pills, but unfortunately, they are all taken by the Sect Master to assist in improving cultivation.

With his current cultivation, for a long time, these treasured pills can only be used as decorations, what a pity!

With a moment of regret, Zhang Fan turned his gaze back to the last thing-the cone-shaped spirit weapon.

Speaking of which, this Grandma Tong is really poor! It seems that the little purple sword is her most precious thing.

In the Qiankun bag, not only did there be no other magic weapon left, but even the spiritual weapon that was connected to Zhang Fan's eyes was only one such thing, and other things were really not as good as his own refining.

This purple electric cone is different.

The name Purple Electric Cone was taken by Zhang Fan himself, and since he planned to use it for himself, he naturally had to take a name.

This spiritual weapon, from the perspective of Zhang Fan's refining weapon for many years, is almost between a high-level spiritual weapon and a top-level spiritual weapon, and has the qualification of a top-level spiritual weapon - an extremely rare thunder beast spirit, but it does not have the material that a top-level spiritual weapon should have, so it can be said that there is still room for improvement.

Even now, it's already powerful.

Thunder Beast, a powerful demon beast in ancient times, is now rare to see in the human world.

It is shaped like an elk and majestic, the body is about a zhang high, the head is born with a single horn like a cone, born with thunder, can control the thunder, not only the speed is extremely fast, and the power of the single horn on the head is amazing, that is, in ancient times, it can also be called powerful.

With Grandma Tong's strength, not to mention that she can't see such a demon beast, even if she sees it, it is definitely not the opponent of the other party, let alone the source of its power, the single horn, to make this purple electric cone!

Ten **, this is also a treasure that has been inherited in the Shenxiao Sect for many years like the Nine Flame Dragon Ball and the Dark Demon Flag, if it is upgraded by a grade in terms of material, this should be a real top-level spiritual weapon that is not weaker than the Nine Flame Dragon Ball.

Previously, in order to be foolproof and be able to stop Grandma Tong, Zhang Fan blew up two magic weapons, which can be said to be a greatly reduced means of attack, and he also re-refined some emergencies after going out, and he didn't want to be sleepy and encounter a pillow, so he got a better one.

In terms of value, the purple electric cone is far above the Sky Filling Net and the Qiankun Circle.

After refining the purple electric cone again, Zhang Fan did not leave immediately, but sat cross-legged, swallowed the pill, and breathed for a long time, until he completely recovered the wear and tear of the previous battle, and then he got up.

At this time, the position should have been regarded as the edge of the sword mound, but under the battle between the sword soul and Grandma Tong, as well as the terrifying power of the self-detonation golden pill, it had already been razed to the ground, and only hundreds of zhang away could still see the scene of the sword tomb with countless broken swords.

There, it is also Zhang Fan's goal.

The origin of gold is in hand, and there is nothing worth nostalgia here.

As soon as his body moved, it turned into a streamer of light, and flew towards the center of the sword mound at great speed, and disappeared in a moment.

...... Thousands of miles of yellow sand curtain rises, and the west corner is white and hidden.

On the edge of a misty yellow sand, a bright white light emerged, like a curtain of water, rippling with ripples.

After a while, the bright white color gradually faded, and turned dim, just like the yellow sand in front of him, not distinguishing each other.

However, after a moment, the light curtain blurred for a while, and then dissipated like foam, revealing one of the figures in Xuanyi.

"Huh?"

"Dirt Wasteland!"

Zhang Fan calmed down a little and raised his eyes.

All of this is similar to the previous scene transitions, the difference is that at a glance, his expression suddenly changed.

The endless desert suddenly became hazy, as if a picture scroll painted with yellow sand and white grass was rolled by a big hand, folded and rolled.

The sound of flying sand that originally filled the world suddenly disappeared, and I only felt a twist, as if standing in front of a cracked floor-to-ceiling mirror, and seeing my own image in the mirror, and all the surrounding environment, cracked inch by inch, and no longer complete.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Fan's face sank like water suddenly, and he didn't know what was going on.

Resisting the sudden pull force on his body, he looked into the distance, only to see the place that was originally out of reach, suddenly as if it was in front of him, and at the same time his gaze penetrated, as if he could look at the infinite distance.

In fact, Zhang Fan saw with his own eyes that a moving sand dune a moment ago suddenly blurred, and then collapsed, revealing a large oasis behind it.

Naturally, the oasis cannot be hidden under the sand dunes, but only by staggering and folding the space, moving something in the distance.

This situation became more and more intense, and a large scene, like scattered mirror fragments, flashed by, and the end of the world instantly turned into a short reach, and the scene at the end of the desert suddenly appeared in front of him.

The yellow sand is like a curtain, covering the sky.

Silver needles rained down.

Countless silver needles, overwhelming, every needle tip, as if guided by some magical power, one by one pierced the yellow sand, none of them missed, no mistakes, extremely weird.

In an instant, all the silver needles were unified and turned into a seemingly ordinary, but extremely sharp and agile small needle, which flashed away and appeared on a fat big hand.

The big hand slammed into it, the silver needle disappeared suddenly, all the brilliance was gone, and looking back, there was only a pair of bright eyes, as if it could be directly projected onto Zhang Fan's body through infinite distances.

"It's him!"

After glancing at each other, Zhang Fan was shocked in his heart, and finally understood who it was who took the origin of the earth.

It wasn't the first time he had seen the situation in front of him, but the person who stood in the distance and looked back indifferently that time was himself, and in the face of the collapse of the world, it was just someone else.

"The old man surnamed Chen!"

In the face of the projection, he was indifferent, and then stared, as if he had some intention, and finally focused on the gaze on his face, Zhang Fan did not move, did not show any panic and dodge, just calmly looked straight over.

"Grandmaster Yudan?"

"If it's before you get to this land of fire spirits, I might give you three points. ”

"But now, huh!"

Zhang Fan really has nothing to fear, and Grandma Tong may not be inferior to this person, not to mention the previous battle, his hole cards have not been consumed at all, and if he really fights, I am afraid that he can still give the other party a surprise!

After glancing at each other, what flashed in his heart was not the fierce gaze of a Sect Master, but excitement, a kind of excitement and refreshment that had been entangled in the haze for many years, and finally had a solution!

Feeling the killing intent in the other party's eyes, as sharp as his needle-like magic weapon, Zhang Fan smiled suddenly, took his hand leisurely, and took a step forward.

"In the great waves, I don't like or fear. Everything should be done, and there is no need to worry about it. ”

"Let's settle it all at once!"

This step, as if stepping on some kind of pivotal place, placed in a place, suddenly disintegrated and dissolved, like a fragment of the world drifting, flying towards a certain place.

As if feeling the true meaning in his eyes, the old man surnamed Chen in the infinite distance flicked his sleeves sharply and turned to leave.

For a while, the two seemed to be at opposite ends of the world, flying away, and eventually converging and deducing endlessly.

(To be continued)