Chapter 292: The terrifying golden cannon

Zhou Fan waved his palm, and the golden cannon appeared in front of him.
The giant golden cannon, like gilt gold, emits golden light. Its back seat is very heavy. The barrel is about two meters long and the barrel diameter is about 20 cm. It looks mighty and breathtaking.
Zhou Fan flipped the palm of his hand, and a bead flashing with the light of colored glaze appeared in his hand.
Holding the pearl in the left hand, pressing the right hand on the golden cannon, instilling the spiritual power in the body towards the golden cannon.
Om...
With the instillation of spiritual power, there was a hum in the golden cannon, the golden shape exuded a strong golden light, and the stinger couldn't open his eyes.
"What a terrible golden cannon." Zhou Fan could feel that as the spiritual power entered the golden cannon, it was compressed by the runes in the golden cannon, and finally formed a cannonball.
What's more terrifying is that with Zhou Fan's cultivation base, half of his body's strength was infused to form such a shell. The terrifying extent of this shell can be imagined.
Fortunately, he possesses the Pearl of Glazed Glass, which can quickly replenish the spiritual power in his body without being depleted.
"Let's launch." Zhou Fan roared, and the giant golden cannon suddenly shook. A cannonball, flashing gloss, slammed toward the cold island.
On the cold island, there is a huge square made of ice. At this time, hundreds of people are receiving training in the square.
Among them, most of them are seventeen or eighteen years old, and they are cultivating geniuses from Mandala's global search.
Don't think they are only seventeen or eighteen years old, but they are all terrible killers who have carried out nearly a hundred terrorist attacks, and their hands are stained with blood.
There was a person standing in front of them. If Zhou Fan were here, he would be able to recognize him at a glance, because he was the murderer who killed Yan Shuimo, the platinum-level mandala killer, Su Kuan.
"You are all bronze-level killers who have performed nearly a hundred missions. They are the elites of my mandala, but this is not enough. What my mandala will eventually execute is to hunt and kill Chinese monks." Su Kuan carried his hands on his back. Looking at the group of Bronze-ranked assassins in front of him, he said sharply.
"With your current strength, if you encounter a Chinese monk, I'm afraid you won't even have a chance to escape."
"Master coach, I am not convinced by what you said. I have performed one hundred and one missions. I can easily hunt down my opponents every time. I have never encountered difficulties, let alone a Chinese monk. In my opinion, Chinese monk The person is just a name, and he doesn't dare to collide with us at all."
When Su Kuan's voice fell, some people had different opinions and retorted.
Not only him, but the rest of the people are the same. They are all killers with a 100% mission accomplishment rate. They naturally have their own arrogance. They don't think that the Chinese monks described by Su Kuan are anything powerful.
"Hehe... It's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. You have never met a Chinese cultivator. If you do, you won't stand here." Su Kuan shook his head with a light smile.
"Hey...what is that, why are you banging here?" Someone looked up, but saw a flashing golden light spot, coming at extremely fast here, like a spot of light at first, when his voice fell, but Has become the size of a fist.
"Enemy attack!" Seeing this fist-sized light spot, Su Kuan's expression suddenly changed, and his figure flashed before disappearing from the square.
The bronze killers were too weaker than Su Kuan, and they didn't have time to react. They saw this golden cannonball violently falling on the ice beside the square.
boom!
A huge roar resounded, and then, a huge energy shock wave, carrying crushed ice powder, swept towards the surrounding frantically.
Under this shock wave, everyone on the square urged the spiritual guardian mask, and at the same time the body burst back.
However, the speed of this shock wave was really too fast, and as soon as they urged the guardian of the spiritual power, they attacked, fiercely bombarding the mask.
The mask was like shattered glass, it shattered as soon as it was touched, and the shock wave hit their bodies fiercely.
Especially those who are a little closer, their bodies burst into a cloud of blood in an instant!
The rest of the people, even those who are the furthest away, were still bombarded by the energy shock wave. Their bodies were like broken kites, flying upside down, coughing up blood!
As for Su Kuan, even though he had retreated three kilometers away, he was still affected, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"What the is this? Why is it so terrible!" Su Kuan looked astonished. Such a terrifying shell is enough to compare with a powerful attack in the early days of the Golden Fairy Realm.
"Who would dare to attack my cold island!"
As soon as the impact formed by the spiritual force shells spread, there were silhouettes gushing out from the retreat. Judging from the energy fluctuations emitted from their bodies, they still reached the realm of real fairyland.
There are even more than a dozen powerful people in the late stage of the realm of real fairyland.
They looked at the destroyed ice square with ugly expressions, with a trace of terror in their hearts.
If this shell fell on their retreat, wouldn't they be finished!
"Who is it that dares to attack my mandala base?" Someone said with an ugly expression.
"Hmph, whoever he is, he attacked my mandala base, no matter who it is, it is dead." Someone gritted his teeth.
And at this moment, two golden lights burst out from the depths of the cold island, and an extremely powerful wave of spiritual power swept toward everyone.
"Meet the two leaders." Seeing these two golden lights, everyone respectfully bowed.
Because the masters of these two golden lights are not others, but the two cultivation bases guarding the cold island have reached the command of the golden fairyland, and they are also the people with the highest status in the cold island.
Both of them were old men, wearing black robes, standing in the air, looking ugly at the ice square that had been razed to the ground, as well as the bronze killer who had suffered heavy losses.
"For so many years, no one has ever dared to provoke my mandala like this!" One of the old men said in a deep voice, his name is Hou Haishan, and he was cultivated in the early stage of Golden Fairyland.
"Kill!" The other old man had only such a simple word, but it also showed that his heart was so strong to kill.
His name is qiong, and his strength has also reached the realm of golden fairy.
Feeling the killing intent of the two commanders, the killers in the realm of real immortality, each trembling, did not dare to refute them, for fear of angering them.
At this moment, another shell came.
Looking at the cannonball enlarging rapidly in his pupils, Hou Haishan strode out, clenched his five fingers, and blasted the cannonball with one punch.
boom!
Hou Haishan and the artillery shells slammed together, and the artillery shells broke apart. A more powerful energy impact hit Hou Haishan's chest fiercely, making his body like a broken kite, falling down fiercely. Flew out.