The northern Ren raised the Xuanwu Sword. This magic sword that suppressed the water burst out with a thousand feet of light, with a sharp sword energy, a cold black ice, and more of it was Xuanming Black Water, spreading, and in an instant... it was dyed with thousands of acres of waves.

Xuanwu roared, the magic sword silenced the waves, and in an instant, the wind calmed down, and the infinite water was pressed down.

"Bang!"

These water spiritual energy gathered under the magical powers of the Dark River Zhenren, in the north, the suppression of the Xuanwu Sword by Renju, was first calm, and then collapsed like a bubble. In an instant, Ran turned into endless water spiritual energy. It scattered like a sea of ​​clouds, spreading in all directions and fading away.

The real man from the Dark River suddenly appeared in front of everyone again. His pair of palms, which were as dark as black charcoal, were poking out from afar, as if he wanted to retract his natal magic weapon.

At that time, the magic weapon of the Dark River was a hundred feet away from him. Even if an ordinary person walks, it will be only a moment, let alone the magic weapon that will be at the sky and can be reached in a flash.

Although he lost his cover, because the water treasure like the Xuanwu Sword of the Northern Renjue was broken, his magical power was missed, resulting in the opportunity to reclaim the magic weapon and evacuate immediately, the real person in the Dark River was not so panicked. Anyway, after the magic weapon returned, there was a possibility of stalemate, and it might not be impossible to find another opportunity.

At this moment, although they had only fought for one or two rounds, Zhenren Anhe had already known Zhang Fan's magical powers and had no idea to fight him. At this moment, all he wanted was to reclaim his magic weapon and escape.

However, even this simple wish was not something that Zhang Fan wanted him to realize. Since he knew that after retrieving his natal magic weapon, this Nascent Soul Real Person would be even more difficult to deal with. He finally gained the upper hand, how could he miss such a rare opportunity?

"Dark River Live,"

Suddenly, Zhang Fan's voice spread from top to bottom throughout the Fulong Mountain area.

"Um?"

The real man in the dark river kept moving, mobilizing his spiritual power to speed up the magic weapon to recover, but his eyes couldn't help but turn to Zhang Fan's place.

At first glance, his eyes suddenly showed surprise, suspicion, and disbelief. He immediately fainted into a colorful magnificence.

"I accept your magic weapon with a smile!"

The three words "Accept with a smile" seem to contain infinite power, echoing with a bang and endlessly. Even the sharp whistling sound of breaking through the air cannot be concealed.

"What is he trying to do?"

Nangong Wuwang frowned slightly and looked at the scene in confusion.

Under his eyes, while Zhang Fan was speaking, he stretched his hand forward, his five fingers flexed, twisted and squeezed in the void, as if he was holding something firmly in his palm. The force was so strong that he even felt the sound of a burst of energy.

"boom!"

With his movements, a stream of light was filled with colorful light, and the huge palm of the five-color mist appeared out of nowhere, flew away from his hand, and the speed of breaking through the air was that even the howling sound could not catch up.

One innate and one qi captures a great harvest!

One of the five elements breaks the forbidden and seeks!

Combining two into one is the five-color divine light!

"brush!"

When lightning and flashing, the five-colored divine lights were stained with the capture hand. Before the return of the magic weapon of the Dark River, he intercepted the Dark River in front of the Dark River real person and held it tightly.

Palm.

In an instant, the five-colored divine light burst out, like a peacock spreading its tail, and the magnificent five-color drama passed by, a thousand feet in a radius. It belonged to the five elements, and bowed its head together, as if it felt the horror of the Five Elements Lord and did not dare to be strong.

"don't want!"

The real man from the Uncared River finally understood what Zhang Fan wanted to do. In addition to being unbelievable, based on his emphasis on his natal magic weapon, he felt invisible throbbing in his heart. He suddenly took action, rolled his sleeves, and three big waves emerged out of thin air and surged out.

All of this was in vain, and the waves hit the void. Five-colored light flashed by, and nothing else was left.

All this happened so quickly that even with the rapid reaction of the Dark River Zhenren, he could only pass away.

At this time, the five-colored divine light had already swept across the Dark River magic weapon and condensed in front of Zhang Fan out of thin air.

It's strange to say that it is not the natal magic weapon, even ordinary magic weapons that have been condensed have their own spirituality. It is impossible to be captured like this?

This question immediately took root in everyone's hearts.

"Is Zhang Fan much better than the real person in the dark river?"

This seems to be the last possible answer. It is also the result that everyone wants to see the most. In an instant, the bottom was like a damn thing, and the group of immortal cultivators actually made noise like mortals in the city.

Among all, only Nangong Wuying knew that Zhang Fan's cultivation was at the same level as himself and the Unriver True Man, and the highest level was no more than the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

"What kind of magical power is this?"

Nangong Wuying was a little numb by the scene after scene, with a blank expression on his face, looking at the five-color magic powers that were still holding the magic weapon of the Dark River.

What’s strange is that from the time when the Dark River magic weapon was captured, a breath has passed. In the vague five-color mist, there seems to be a poisonous dragon struggling. Looking at that look, it doesn’t seem like he wants to struggle to break out, but it seems like he is resisting something.

This is the power of the five-colored divine light, which directly captures the power of the method treasure and the magical powers of the world. This one has this power, and there is no other that can be compared with it.

Even the famous Peacock Palm Wheel King, his natural five-color feathers can only fall into the magic weapon, but cannot destroy its spirituality, let alone take it for himself. Kong Meng is even worse, and can only fix the magic weapon so that it cannot fall easily.

The reason why their five elements peacock clan's natal powers have such great reputation is not just explained by these literally.

If the strength gap between the two sides is huge, then no magical power is needed. No one can fall behind and hold on to the weaker one. This is normal.

The reason why the Five Elements Peacock Clan is respected by people is because their natal supernatural powers are magic weapons that cannot escape even if they are of the same level as their cultivation level. This is the real horror.

When fighting with them, you will invisibly divide most of your energy into protecting your magic weapon, not to mention the decline in strength caused by restraint.

Zhang Fan's five-colored divine light was even more terrifying. Thirty years of meticulous cultivation made him understand the essence of it, even the magic weapon of the same level. In his opinion, collecting, erasing, and completing it in one go. It is like observing the pattern on the back of the palm, and it is like taking objects through a bag, and it is no difficulty at all, and it has defeated the natal magical powers of the Five Elements Peacock Clan.

This is the true face of this great magical power. If you go further and even those whose cultivation is far better than others cannot escape, it will be considered a great success.

But that is the future. What Zhang Fan has to face now is the magic weapon of the Dark River that is still struggling dyingly, and the Dark River real person who is angry and sweeping over huge waves.

In the strong wind, Zhang Fan suddenly raised his head, his eyes were filled with a sarcastic look, and said leisurely: "My Master Anhe, I said, I accepted your magic weapon with a smile!"

As soon as this said, his expression suddenly condensed, and a blue air appeared on his face. The five-color divine light floating in the void suddenly burst out, like a five-element storm swept through the inside.

"No

As if he felt something in his heart, the real person in the Dark River shouted loudly, and his face showed horror, fear, and other expressions that appeared in the body of the real person in the Nascent Soul.

The spiritual enlightenment of the Yuanying Zhenren told him that it took him hundreds of years and spent countless efforts. The natal magic weapon he had sent for his life was about to leave him.

Unfortunately, his spiritual sense did not deceive him. He did not spit out the word "no" that he did not know it. A heart-wrenching pain suddenly drowned him like a tide.

"stretch".

The strings that seemed to be tightly stretched suddenly broke, and such sounds sounded both true and illusory in the depths of his soul. For a moment, even illusion and reality were inseparable.

The eyes of the Dark River Master turned red in an instant. The natal magic weapon is connected by heart and blood. No matter what the situation is, it is impossible to lose the sensing of the magic weapon.

But at this moment, he clearly felt the invisible heart-to-heart connection that had lasted for hundreds of years. Suddenly disconnected.

It was dyed red, not just his eyes. At the same time, the fine oily blood dyed half of his clothes along his mouth and nose, along his beard. If it weren't for the darkness, it would have been bright red. It was extremely sad.

At that time, the five-colored divine light dissipated in front of Zhang Fan, and only the magic weapon of the river was floating like a silk ribbon. There was a faint undercurrent and endless stream, but there was no desire to struggle. The heart of return was gone, without restraint, and was still lying quietly, without speaking or moving.

The real person from the Dark River, hundreds of years of sacrifice and refining, erased the connected blood!

The current magic weapon of the Dark River is just a masterless thing!

"Ha ha

The green aura dissipated on Zhang Fan's face, and with all his strength, although the cultivation level of the Hanhe Zhenren was hidden above him, the result was just as he thought. He suddenly laughed out loud, staring at the Hanhe Zhenren who was rushing towards him like crazy, with his sleeves on his left and right.

First, the magic weapon of the Dark River was contained in it, completely vanishing the hope of the Dark River real person regaining it, and there is no change anymore;

The second time, the wind was howling, filling the world, and the sleeves suddenly expanded, as if a flag was unfolding, covering everything.

A world in a sleeve!

If it were Zhang Fan, who had only relied on the second Nascent Soul and had not truly reached the Nascent Soul realm, used it to deal with the real Nascent Soul real person, it would be just a joke.

However, today, the result of thirty-year-old practice is that there are some opportunities.

With a strait of difference, even the Dark River True Man whose cultivation is hidden above him, Zhang Fan is still five points to be sure of it. He can put it in his sleeve, especially now, when the other party is angry and desperate to ascend to the sky. It is like falling into the trap.

With this move, the world changed. The true man Mianhe, who had lost his mind because of his natal magic weapon, woke up and a flash of horror flashed in his eyes. Before he could react, the shock had already arisen."

With the howling sound, the ground suddenly became dark today.
Chapter completed!