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"The demon bones tempered with various innate spiritual objects." Zhang Fan said: "Many demons believe in their 'meat' bodies, and many demons are willing to use their bodies as spiritual treasures to fight."

"You are lucky." Chen Fan said: "The completeness of the demon bone is much stronger than the monk's demon-subduing pestle."

"Hehe... Only the demons can use things." Fat-headed Tuo said: "I am not jealous."

"What a pity, the third person is truly dead and there is only a cloud of clouds left." Yun Shang was a little sad.

A palace outfit, a cloud floated above the palace outfit. In the cloud, Chen Fan could see the light of Baohua. Compared to the spiritual treasure, he was also a very powerful innate spiritual object.

"The innate Zhu Yun... is not a spiritual treasure better than a spiritual treasure." Su Ziyan said: "Sister Yun Shang... Then the innate Zhu Yunyun core is still there, why bother to be sad?"

"The man who died was pregnant with Liujia. He came here on this trip just to persuade his husband to go home." Yun Shang pointed to the palace clothes Zhu Yun, where was there a head that could not be retiring. It was the head of the fourth man. In front of the man's head, a cloud like a baby was rolling...mi.

"It turned out to be true. I could sense it as early as outside." Yun Shang wiped away her tears and said, "Now the sense is stronger."

"Let the Feng think about what has passed." Kong Rong sighed quietly and said, "The one who died in vain has lost his righteousness and has lost his character. His inkstone is really "covered" by dust."

A square of inkstone fell under Zhu Yun, and it was a spiritual treasure full of righteousness. Unfortunately, half of the inkstone was broken.

Immediately afterwards, there was a broken sword. The master of the broken sword only had one side of his body and the other side disappeared. The sword was dark red and seemed to be able to suck blood.

"Bloodthirsty Sword... I didn't expect that senior would really become a bloodthirsty Sword... If he integrated into my blood-drinking sword with his incomplete body and became a spiritual treasure, it would be just around the corner." Fang Zhongxin said.

"The premise is... you can break through the suppression power of the corpses of the eight seniors." The last one was Su Ziyan. She pointed to a ball of purple air and said, "The innate purple air, but unfortunately it is too powerful to be approached."

Several people watched Chongbao in front of him, but could not move.

...

Resist stress.

This is the only way to get close to those corpses and have the chance to get what they want.

Even if the eight powerful people in the life and death realm die, their remaining power has remained unavoidable from ancient times to the present. The terrifying pressure is simply impossible to resist by one person.

Standing on the top of the mountain and looking up at the plain below, an invisible seven scenes enveloped the eight powerful men.

Chen Fan wanted to contact Yan Ying or some solutions, but Yan Ying was nourished by some innate spiritual objects and went to bed happily.

That lazy guy actually lost his link at the critical moment.

However, Chen Fan also remembered what Yan Ying often said to him: "The most powerful one is always yourself."

Chen Fan gave up relying on Yan Ying's mind and browsed the information of various classics in his mind, hoping to find a breakthrough "door".

At this time, Fatto Tuo did not believe in evil and sacrificed a 27-level banned spiritual soldier and threw it down the mountain.

It was a mountain-shaped spiritual soldier, and it was the best to crush the enemy.

This kind of heavy spiritual weapon is often thick and open and close.

However, the scene that appeared in everyone's eyes was that the mountain-shaped spirit soldiers were falling lightly towards the mountain like paper.

The inexplicable aura power supported the mountain-shaped spiritual weapon.

That's fine. When the Yama-shaped spiritual soldiers landed halfway through the road, they rang and turned into a few inspirations and disappeared completely.

"How about the spirit soldier with the forty-five levels of ban?" Fattou Tuo red eyes and put down a spirit soldier in the shape of a 'jade' seal again.

The same light fell down, shattered in the middle, but it lasted for a while longer than the Yama-shaped spiritual soldiers.

The fat head Tuo's eyes were a little ferocious.

He is a Buddhist monk and practices the authentic Buddhist practice. However, his heart is still in the world. He is unwilling to be pure in the Buddha's door, nor is he willing to become some of the practices in the Buddha's door, so he breaks his Buddha's door precepts!

He doesn't cultivate good results, and he will kill and set fire!

He wants to follow his own path of Buddhist cultivation, a different path of Buddhist cultivation.

He has extraordinary qualifications, but because he has taken a path that no one has ever taken before, he has almost been despised by the entire Buddha's "Gate". At least the Buddha's "Gate" where he is often not welcomed him.

Even if he is a true disciple of the Buddha's "sect", sometimes even his master can scold him when his temper comes.

He is such a person.

He wants to walk out the path of a strong man of life and death on his own!

If he had been willing, he would have become the master of the Hinayana realm, and he had even advanced to the Mahayana realm now.

However, he felt that the time had not come.

Until this time, when he saw the incomplete demon-subduing pestle coming out, he was his chance!

The demon-subduing pestle has the power to adapt to him, a power that belongs to the Buddha's "Gate" but is independent of the Buddha's "Gate"!

He can get the power from the demon-subduing pestle and walk a path of his own.

So, no matter what, even if he is crushed to pieces, he will walk over and get the demon-subduing pestle!

When he threw down a 72-level banned spirit soldier, Shen Fan and his group of people grabbed him.

Because, after throwing the spirit soldiers of the seventy-two levels of prohibition, it is probably him the next time.

The seventy-two-level restricted ring knife fell down lightly and broke in the middle.

"well……"

Shake your head.

sigh.

have no choice.

Looking at each other.

Eight people couldn't find a better way for a while.

Until Zhang Fan threw out a magic weapon!

"This is a magic weapon with the twelve levels of prohibition. The magic weapon requires magic ban, and the materials used to refine magic weapons are rare treasures of heaven and earth..."

"Just a magic weapon. It's not worth mentioning than the things on the opposite side." Zhang Fan said: "Anyway, you can't use magic weapons now. When you can use magic weapons, this kind of thing is a 'chicken' rib."

Everyone nodded.

However, Zhang Fan is also a persistent person.

Zhang Fan's twelve-level prohibition magic weapon fell and was destroyed.

Then, Yun Shang, Kong Rong, Su Ziyan, Fang Zhongxin, and Fatto Tuo who revived the game and Xie Jun, the seven of them staged a scene of showing off their wealth by "there are spiritual soldiers who can be 'sex'".

When Shen Fan saw the magic weapons with more than ten levels of prohibition fall, he seemed to see hundreds of millions of medium-grade spirit stones shattered again in his eyes.

Finally, when the stinky woman Yun Shang sacrificed a magic weapon of thirty-six levels of prohibition, Shen Fan called her a loser in his heart!

This magic weapon with the thirty-sixth level of ban is called Xiuhe.

It is a spiritual river that has been refined into a river map.

This is the real light fall.

A series of gentle lights radiated from the Xiu River.

One zhang.

Two feet.

Three zhang.

...

A thousand-foot giant mountain, when Xiuhe was about three feet away from the ground, Xiuhe was broken.

"If you enter the Mahayana realm rashly, you won't be able to hold on for long," Yun Shang said.

Speechless.

The mountain wind blows, blowing the long floating clouds, purple smoke's clothes, Chen Fan's eyes are sharp, and everyone's expressions are solemn...

It seems that the landscape painting has been frozen.
Chapter completed!