Chapter 292: Grab the ghost sail again

At this moment, the Thousand Fantasy Sovereign is also a skeleton, the body is burning with black flames, and while the orb is being sacrificed, a ghost sail is suspended above his head. [.Super many good-looking novels] Free novel portal
This ghost sail is different from the few he just grabbed, but is a superb magic weapon, one of the other 17 ghost sails that originally matched with the dragon and of the prison world.
"I have a fairy armor, and it is very difficult for monk Yuanying to kill me, but I am still in the early days of Jindan. I ca n’t even kill him. It is best to go!"
Zhang Fan swung the thousand fantasy masters with a sword, and then jumped on the Galaxy Yinshu and flew away.
"Want to run!"
Thousands of fantasy masters roared, and Baozhu whistled and smashed directly into the past, but Xinghe Yinshuo's speed was too fast and Baozhu could not catch up.
"Bad my master's plan, I must not let you go!"
Thousands of fantasy masters issued a thunderous roar, and also took control of their cloud-like magic weapon.
It is just that although his strength is higher than Zhang Fan, Na Hebao is only a sublime magic weapon, which is far worse than Zhang Fan's Xinghe Yinshuo. Not only cannot he catch up, but he is gradually thrown away.
After half an hour, the thousand fantasy master completely lost Zhang Fan's trace!
"Damn it, timid guy!"
Thousands of fantasy masters yelled, Baozhu hit the ground frantically, venting the depression in his heart.
There were more than 10 ten-foot-sized pits on the ground, and the thousand fantasy master reluctantly calmed down and said, "If the early ants of Jindan, if not to escape quickly, I will blow his reads ;!"
"is it!"
Zhang Fan's voice suddenly sounded behind him, following the void split, Zhang Fan's figure appeared abruptly, and then a huge handprint condensed in the air, grasping the ghost sail above his head, at the same time, a thousand swords light from It was cut off from a high altitude, and the opportunity sealed all the retreats of the thousand fantasy masters.
Sword cuts the world!
Everything returns to the market.
With a sword intent, this move was urged as if to split the whole sky.
Thousands of fantasy masters felt the coldness above their heads, and suddenly felt the threat of death in their hearts. They were also horrified, and quickly offered the orb and resisted hastily.
With a loud bang, Baozhu trembled, and was chopped by the broken virtual sword, turned into fragments, and shot out, while the broken virtual sword stopped for a moment and continued to fall.
Big Dream San Chiaki.
Thousands of fantasy masters issued a low roar, and turned into layers of illusions in front of them, each layer of illusions was like a small shield.
The splendid radiance of the broken sword, the power of the sword of Guihui, let all supernatural powers return to nothingness.
Bang bang.
The broken virtual sword shattered eighteen layers of illusions in a row, and finally fell on the moon white robe of the thousand fantasy masters.
The magic flame of the thousand fantasy masters burned fiercely, and the real yuan was injected into this last defense frantically. ()
With the last sound, the robe of the Thousand Fantasy Sovereign also shattered, but at the same time, Zhang Fan's broken virtual sword also exhausted his last energy and rolled back.
"Hey, it really is a little worse. If it was in the early days of Yuan Ying, the ancient times would be overcast!"
While Zhang Fan was annoyed, he sacrificed Xinghe Yinshu again and fled quickly.
Seeing Zhang Fan's silver light disappear again, the Emperor of Magic Illusions suddenly looked up, and found that the ghost sail of the superb magical weapon had also disappeared.
"Damn, heaven and earth, I will kill you reads too!"
Thousands of fantasy masters sprayed black flames, as if vomiting blood, followed the body into black light, and followed closely.
This time, the Emperor of Magic Illusions, at the cost of a hundred years of cultivation, exerted a desperate method, the dark flames of the of fire, and the speed is so fast, that he only chased after Zhang Fan's Galaxy Galaxy.
"In the early days of Little Jindan, driving such a magic weapon to fly, Zhenyuan must have been consumed extremely violently and cannot last long, not to mention that he was estimated to be unable to fly any time soon."
Thousands of fantasy masters are fierce in their hearts, even more persevering.
"Actually performing desperate magical powers? I see how many cultivations you have in exchange for speed!"
Zhang Fan sneered slightly, but the speed of Xinghe Yinshuo was a little slower, so that the master of thousand fantasy can hang behind him, so as not to shake off too much.
After a long time, the Emperor of Magic Illusions once again spit out a black smoke, which took hundreds of years to repair.
"Zhenyuan is so strong. It doesn't mean to slow down even if it is abolished. Did it use desperate measures?"
Thousands of fantasy masters were puzzled, but it was a great mistake to lose the best ghost sail, and he would find it anyway.
As a result, Zhang Fan flew in front of him, and the Sovereign Master pursued behind him.
After a long time, the Emperor of Magic Illusions spit 3 more blood, which once again consumed 300 years of cultivation.
Counting this down, the thousand magic suzerain has already lost five hundred years of cultivation and cultivation as a general, making the black flame on his body much weaker, and his strength has fallen to the beginning of Yuanying.
"How could it be, in the early days of Jindan, it was even stronger than my real yuan!"
Thousands of magic masters calmed down with anger and felt wrong, and the black flame on his body converged and stopped.
"This person is so weird! I'm afraid I will get caught if I go after it. Go back and plead guilty to the director."
Thousands of fantasy masters whispered to themselves, turned around, and began to return to the same way.
"I am a monk Jin Dan, but it is a simulation of the heart of the world. At this moment, a vein of spirit is condensed in the heart of the world. As long as the vein of pulse is not exhausted, my true elements are endless."
Zhang Fan said with pride in his heart, and then his eyes turned, and he jumped down from Xinghe Yinshuo, again using the broken sword, his body disappeared into the void, he flew in the void, and once again lurked beside the thousand fantasy master.
Sword Qi is like a rainbow, Wanjian returns to nothingness.
With a cold drink, Zhang Fan burst out of the virtual sword, and in the breath, he had reached the side of the thousand fantasy master.
"Shameless, dare to come!"
Thousands of fantasy masters hate the roots of their teeth itching, the bones trembling slightly, making a clicking noise.
As he cursed, he took a flying sword out of the storage ring, slid his hands, and opened up layers of illusion.
"Is there a face out of the lower spirit?"
Zhang Fan dismissed the sneer, breaking the virtual sword directly splitting the flying sword of the thousand fantasy masters.
It's just that although the power of the thousand fantasy masters has fallen a layer ~ EbookFREE.me ~, they have always been alert, so they have successfully blocked this attack.
"I must kill you!"
Thousands of fantasy masters said, the decisive move of the law, layers of layers of illusions flew out, covering Zhang Fan.
"Broken!"
Zhang Fan didn't resist at all, once again plunged into the void, escaped from the magic circle, and then sacrificed Xinghe Yinshu.
"Old man, follow me if you can!"
Zhang Fan scoffed. Xinghe Yinlock fled in the air, but turned around a few times in the air, and Yin Guangcancan continued for a long time, forming the word 'Shapen'.
Thousands of fantasy masters watched, spitting black flames with anger.
It's just that this time, instead of casting the Nine Fire God Light Puppet, he was vomited blood by qi.
"Wow, mad old man!"
Thousands of fantasy masters were stunned again by the anger, and desperately displayed the light of the of fire and chased Zhang Fan.