Chapter 331: The strange and clear air is only one step away (Fourth update, please vote for recommendation!)

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The clear sound is lingering, like a resentful ghost crying, or like a celestial girl singing and dancing, chaotic people's minds and souls, which are fascinating.

Unfortunately, this time he faced Zhang Fan!

The white light shone out from his crown, as hazy as a tulle like a barrier, letting the sound impact, I remained motionless.

"Status Pearl!"

The screams came from the old man in gray.

When the Ding Shen Crown exerted its own effect, it naturally could not hide the Ding Shen Pearl's movements and was immediately recognized by him.

At the same time, the clear sound suddenly stopped.

You can't stop, otherwise you will not only hurt the other party at all, but also consume your own spiritual power in vain, which is a typical loss.

Although the clear sound is stopped, the finger rings and chains are constantly stopping, like a spear, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

The one who greeted it was the Purple Lightning Thunder Beast.

The sharp corners on the head of the thunder beast, and the body of the purple electric cone was at the tip of the finger ring chain when it was flashed. In an instant, it was like a needle pointing to the opposite side. The purple arc and sharp energy in the sky burst out, like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, destroying the ghost forest of the husband.

Zhang Fan's face was slightly solemn. He picked up the purple electric cone that had flown back into his hand.

At the same time, the old man in gray trembled violently with his right thumb, as if he was about to fly out of his hand, and barely stopped the violent tremor of the chain spirit weapon, slowly stabilized, and wandered left and right. It seemed as if snakes were looking for prey.

"Sure enough, it's much more rude!"

Zhang Fan's attack was full of strength and was assisted by the top-level spiritual weapon purple electric cone, but he had a draw with him, and neither of them had any advantage.

If we look at the situation where we fought in Chongxuan City just now, the old man in gray would not have the result unless he used a blow to the broken pill or used a top-level spiritual weapon.

Although his finger ring chain is weird, judging by Zhang Fan's eyes, it is at best just a high-level spiritual weapon, and is not on the same level as the purple electric cone.

"Then the clear air is indeed extraordinary."

What caused this result was undoubtedly the clean energy absorbed into the body by the old man in gray.

Yingran was slightly moved, but Zhang Fan still didn't care much about it. His sleeves shook and a scroll fell into his hand.

After not stopping for a moment, it immediately stretched out in the sky, and the pure fire red lotus, millions of sword energy burst out instantly, and the torrent of destruction swept out.

Ahhh

The old man in gray suddenly roared wildly in the face of this terrifying blow, and silver light flashed all over his body, but it was the chain retracted and turned around, dense as a wall, revealing the faint sense of violent resistance.

It was like a reef in the huge waves. Under the impact of the torrent of sword energy, the silver light flashed unsteadily, expanding and shrinking at all times, and suddenly the virtual and real, and even the changes were changed, and it always protected the old man in gray at the center.

"Um?"

“A little weird!”

Zhang Fan controlled the Ten Thousand Swords Map. The torrent of sword energy gradually condensed, and a thousand-foot sword energy transformed out of thin air, and burst out.

This kind of attack is not the strongest power of the Ten Thousand Swords Map. After all, it has not been brewed. The power of this Ten Thousand Sword Qi is only 70% of the time it was in its peak.

But under normal circumstances, this is enough.

As soon as it was touched, the silver aperture was like a huge force, with roars and bursts of explosions that were constantly slimming, and the naked eye could see it quickly. It was not enough to see that the inner space was less than one person.

As long as you go further and force yourself to one foot, and you don’t even need Zhang Fan to take action, the old man in gray will be squeezed into pieces by his own spiritual weapon.

At this moment, the situation suddenly changed.”

The blood and light of the sky rushed out with a sudden rise of fresh air.

In this situation, it was as if the old man in gray had been squeezed into minced meat. The final power burst out, but Zhang Fan knew that the matter was far from over!

While this power burst out, the aura of the old man in gray suddenly became strong, as if there was a touch of green in the bleak autumn wind, so it was so obvious that it could not be ignored.

The finger ring chain, the long spear, was surrounded by the strange burst of power, and the body was surrounded by clear air, and it collided with the Wanzhang sword energy head-on.

The sound roared and resounded throughout the ghost forest.

The sword energy suddenly shattered; the finger ring chain cracked inch by inch.

At that time, Zhang Fan failed to fight, and the old man in gray was damaged. He was already unable to fight again. To be honest, Zhang Fan took advantage.

However, there was no surprise on his face, but instead he showed his true solemn expression for the first time today.

"What awesome clean air!"

"Do you know what this is?"

Zhang Fan couldn't help but ignore it. Now that the dust has settled, the old man in gray appeared in front of Zhang Fan was incredible and could no longer stand the bottom of the elixir masters like Chen Gu, the old monster of Yin and Yang, and Grandma Tong.

Zhang Fan still doesn't take this strength seriously as long as he uses the Killing Pill clone. What really touched him was the leaping speed of the strength of the old man in gray.

I am afraid that the clean air that appeared before would be more simple than I imagined it.

Although the old man in gray is amazing, his face is flushed like blood, his eyes are scattered like no focal length, and his spiritual power surges around him brings out waves of invisible ripples, but it cannot cover up the fact that his body is trembling.

His situation is, it is not a very good thing. It can make a person who is also called "the peak of the fake alchemy cultivation. In a very short time, he can burst out with the power of almost the master of the alchemy. He can also be called a heaven-defying thing.

"I don't know either! But wait and see."

All of this did not escape the perception of the Ku Taoist. He couldn't help but show some interest in his words.

"This junior doesn't seem to be in a good situation!"

The Ku Taoist said with great interest: "That Qingqi seems to be very fierce, please be careful!"

Judging from his tone, it seemed that the source of the clear energy was already in Zhang Fan's pocket, and it was not much now. So I began to warn him to use it with caution.

The situation mentioned by Taoist Ku did not escape Zhang Fan's eyes.

Under his sunny sight, the tremors of the old man in gray suddenly intensified, and then his hair and beard were covered with a layer of frost, and all the blacks faded away and turned into a snow-white color.

At the same time, its exposed skin seemed to have lost all its moisture, and countless fine lines appeared, wrinkled, as if it had grown old for years in an instant.

"Discharging vitality!"

This situation was very obvious. The old man in gray was urging the power of clear energy to explode. The price was his life span.

Judging from his age, if his vitality continues to be lost, it won’t take long. As long as he exceeds the cup of tea, even if he can kill Zhang Fan, he will definitely die.

"Boy, I want to kill you ten thousand pieces!"

The old man in gray was filled with grief and anger, as if Zhang Fan had done something that was harmful to the world.

In fact, in his mind, even if Zhang Fan slaughtered all the tens of millions of people in Chongxuan City, it was not as harmful as the previous one with a single sword energy.

His life span was not much. If he was consumed by this, he would probably have no hope in this life. He would be able to pursue his life without losing his grief and anger.

"ha

Zhang Fan suddenly laughed loudly, and didn't say much, Song. He let the Wanjian Diagram and the purple electric cone land, and at the same time, the yin and yang shine, purple thunder flashed, and a mirror and a sword appeared in his hands.

Yin-Yang Mirror, Zixiao Chuang.

Communication clones. The power of the golden elixir is manifested, and in an instant, you can do your best.

At this time, Zhang Fan had no idea of ​​temptation. He had just used a few spiritual weapons to deal with him, but he was a little interested in the Qingqi. Now the opponent's strength was a bit unexpected. I don't know how long the Qingqi could last, and how much could it be able to push the strength of the old man in gray? It would be better for a lion to fight a rabbit.

The face of the old man in gray was getting brighter and redder, and the contrast was that the slightest check became more obvious. He shouted his hands in the Dantian, as if there was endless pain in it.

At the same time, spiritual energy gathered and a large amount of magma emerged.

First, the surface was like a fountain, and then in the air, huge waves were surging, full of dark red magma flames. Finally, with the two shopkeepers in the gray-clothed old man, it seemed like a continuous volcano erupted, and the ground under his feet changed suddenly.

The fire lotus burst into pieces inch by inch, and it seemed that it fell into the flame hell in an instant, and there was no longer a cone standing.

Such drastic changes and such terrifying power are no longer the power that monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage can possess. Instead, they have a bit of the momentum of the Grand Master of Killing the Magical Weapon.

Breaking Pill Strike!

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's face showed a slightly solemn look.

I have long heard of the last ultimate blow of the fake pill monk, but I have never had any chance to see it with my own eyes, let alone experience it.

What you can see now is an enhanced version of the broken pill attack.

The old man in gray in this state uses the spiritual power of Master Jiedan to use the broken pill attack of the fake pill monk. If it weren't for the total amount of spiritual power of his own, he would not dare to welcome this attack even if Master Jiedan was not.

Now…

Zhang Fan floated up in the air, and the yin and yang glasses were radiant. Two thick beams of light flipped out with the mirror, and shot out on both sides, while squirting the old man in gray and magma everywhere.

"magic weapon!!!"

Although the old man in gray was on the verge of collapse and was a little confused, he still recognized the reality of Yin and Yang Mirror at a glance.

A shock and despair just appeared on his face, and a purple lightning broke through the sky.

Zixiao Sword. It was cut off at the waist, as fast as lightning. Under a sword, the magma, the clear air, the body, the soul, and the soul were cut off!

Lightning is not enough to describe its speed. When Zhang Fan really triggers the Killing Pill clone and bursts out with the strongest strength, there is no enemy under the Killing Pill.

As he was too fast, the old man in gray was still able to show regret on his face and murmured with a moment of excitement.

"Only one step away, just one step away

On the ground, the spiritual energy gathered with the aura of the old man in gray suddenly lost its support and scattered. At the same time, the magma surging in the ground stopped instantly. If it weren't for the ghost forest ignited around, nothing seemed to have happened.

"Um?"

Zhang Fan reached out and called back two magic weapons. He happened to hear the words of the old man in gray before his death. He couldn't help but frown and felt suspicious.

He never gained the upper hand from beginning to end. Zhang Fan was just a game-like response. If it weren't for the Qingqi that aroused his interest, it would be just a skill for a meeting.

What is just one step away?
Chapter completed!