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Chapter 1212 Giants Fall, Essence Treasures (1)

A little starlight was revealed, and at this moment, everything lost its luster, as if the whole world was swallowed by that little sharpness.

Even the mighty ancient thunder giant was robbed in an instant, and he watched the God-killing Battle Spear penetrate the sky and the earth and magnified the starlight, but could not move at all, until it was occupied by most of its vision.

“Ahhhh~~”

Suddenly, this ancestor of heaven and man might be the last ancient giant in the world roaring to the sky, and his huge body struggled hard, as if he was breaking free from the chains surrounding him.

"Cracky~Cracky~"

As he moved, his bones were constantly brittle, as if a whole mountain was shaking inch by inch, and the muscles on his body were trembling violently, wandering like dragons and snakes.

The earth under the feet of the ancient giant began to crack and fall as he moved, as if he was overwhelmed and could no longer bear its terrifying weight.

"Bang~"

With an explosion, the rocks penetrated the sky, but the ancient giant pulled his legs and feet, like a struggle deep in the mud.

It is obvious that the stasis caused by the break of the giant spirit step is disappearing from him. In a few breaths, he will definitely be able to restore his power at his heyday. Even due to the awakening of spiritual intelligence, he may be a little stronger than before.

Unfortunately, everything was too late. Since Zhang Fan had already taken action, he did not intend to give him a chance to struggle. Faced with such an ancient tyrant, no one could really feel at ease if he was beaten to death.

"kill!"

Another loud shout, accompanied by the sudden surge of sunlight, led to the starlight triggered by the God-killing Battle Spear, submerging the ancestor of the celestial beings.

At this moment, Zhang Fan's violent shouting was clearly a clanging voice of a bronze bell, and the domineering and irresistible cry of a golden crow, as if everything was merged into a furnace and turned into a stunning shot.

In the eyes of the ancient giants, the entire world also underwent earth-shaking changes.

The God-killing Gun is still a God-killing Gun, but the background of its lightning is completely different. The sky and mountains and rivers of the sky are all hidden, replaced by a dazzling red sun rising slowly, and the three-legged golden crows with bright golden flames stretched out their wings. Fusang trees existed forever, and a bronze bell hangs high above it and roars...

Everything seemed like a dream, and he brought the ancestor of the heavenly beings back to the ancient times. There was the demon god heavenly court who commanded the nine heavens and suppressed the world; there was a giant clan who dominated the earth, so no one dared not to obey.

The mighty sky and the overlord of the earth are destined to be a battle for the hegemony of heaven and earth!

In that battle, the Lord of the Heavenly Court of the Demon God, a generation of demon emperors, defeated all the giants and refused to accept the terror of being unwilling to accept it. After countless years of vicissitudes, it still never faded. It instantly emerged from the deepest part of memory and turned into boundless fear.

"Demon~Emperor~"

The ancient giant's voice suddenly became dry, as if it had been blown by wind and sand for tens of millions of years, and all the moisture had dissipated.

In this voice, there was fear, hatred, trembling, cowardice... In an instant, the ancient giant's mind was occupied, and he was obsessed with a duo-like scene.

"Demon King?"

"What does he know?"

The head of the God-killing Gun, which was as stable as an eternal existence, trembled violently, and the stars were shining brightly, and the evil spirit filled the sky.

"The Lord of the Demon God Heavenly Court, the Ancient Demon Emperor, the Demon Emperor Dharma Image, the Golden Crow..."

"What is the truth of history? Why did a generation of demon emperors be buried in the dust of history?"

Zhang Fan suddenly realized that the ancient giant in front of him had experienced the true glory of the ancient times and had also participated in the stunning battle for hegemony. If anyone else could know what happened back then, he would be the one who would be the one who would be.

Unfortunately, the arrow is on the string and I have to fire it!

Zhang Fan's God-killing Gun has accumulated power to the limit with his attack. He has mobilized everything from the Dharma image and magic powers and the soul to rely on. Either you die or I live, there is no room for turning around.

"Forget it!"

With a sigh, the tremor of the head of the God-killing Gun suddenly disappeared, and it was as stable as Mount Tai. When the starlight brewed to its peak, it was approaching the chest of the ancient giant.

The "Demon King" brought out the shock that the eternal wind and frost cannot be concealed, and also took away the last vitality of the ancient giant. When a vague word was spit out from his mouth, Zhang Fan's powerful shot had already penetrated into his chest.

"Rare..."

"Rare?" Zhang Fan smiled, "Is it because he was spared?"

There will never be an answer to this question. The ancient giant's eyes suddenly became empty, and his huge body was carried away by countless powerful forces.

"Boom~"

In front of the ancient giant, like a huge plowshare, the earth suddenly broke into two pieces.

He struggled constantly, but could not stop the God-killing war gun that had completely penetrated his chest and flew backwards with him.

The gun was like a poisonous dragon, trembling constantly, trying to penetrate the entire gun body into its chest and finally penetrate it; the ancient giant roared, holding his arms tightly on the gun, and his strength suddenly burst out, preventing the gun from entering.

The two forces fought each other, pushing the ancient giant's body to leaps dozens of miles away.

"The ancient giant, it's really tenacious!"

Zhang Fan praised secretly and stepped forward.

He seemed to be not upset about not killing the ancient giant with one blow, but instead fell into a strange stalemate, and that step was indescribable.

However, this is such a decent step that leads to another effect.

Steps and feet!

"Boom~"

The universe is upside down, the mountains and rivers are shaking, and the world is changed in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Fan, the ancient giant, and the god-killing gun, the distance between the three remains unchanged, as if they were moved to a certain position together, from the extreme sunrise in the east to the center of the Purple Palace.

The huge fucking shadow brought out by the huge body of the ancient giant flew backwards, barely passing by a purple ancient stone tablet.

Zhang Fan suddenly stopped, his eyes suddenly condensed, and he stared at the purple stone tablet, pronounced words and rolled sounds swept across the world: "Old man of great compassion, don't move at this time, when will he wait~"

"More~When~When~~Time~~~~"

It echoed around the world and never dispersed for a long time, as if inspired by sound waves, and the purple palace stone tablet that was sleeping like a dead object suddenly shone brightly.

"Oh, I feel so sorry for you. If you don't have that fairy, I will fight for you boy~ I feel so pitiful!"

"Oh, fairy, your little stele is so miserable~"

The strange voice suddenly appeared between heaven and earth. With the sound of the ancient giant's expression changed drastically. He clearly felt a powerful aura appearing behind him, just a few feet away.

Undaring to let go of his hands holding the God-killing Gun, the ancient giant twisted his neck stiffly. When he looked back, he saw a purple stone tablet suddenly skyrocketing, from an ordinary stone tablet to a height of no end.

On the inscription, a line of purple and golden words appeared: "Central Purple Mansion Divine Monument!"

The ancient giant had no intention of paying attention to what was written on it, and a terrible fact was in front of him.

As the stone tablet soared, the back of the body suddenly changed from a smooth road to a huge peak to block it. Either the stone tablet was broken by him or he was blocked by the stone tablet, and he could not continue to consume the terrifying power on the God-killing Gun, and then killed by him!

Before he could finish his thoughts, he saw a strange face appearing on the Central Purple Mansion Divine Monument.

His eyebrows and eyes are entangled, his hair is messy, his mouth is falling, his eyes are shining with trembling light, his indescribable appearance and miserable appearance. He is not the old man of great compassion, but who is it?

"Bang~"

The body was filled with muffled sound, the central Purple Mansion Divine Monument trembled, the earth trembled, and the Eastern Emperor Realm trembled...

The face of the old man Daxiong who appeared on the central Purple Mansion Divine Monument turned into a strange look like he was squeezed flat, and then the huge body of the ancient giant directly hit the Purple Mansion Divine Monument.

Like a fiery fire lit dry firewood, like boiling water pouring into boiling oil, suddenly, purple lights on the Purple Palace Divine Monument erupted with a terrifying power that moved Zhang Fan.

"The Purple Palace Divine Monument, a rare treasure in the fairy world!"

Zhang Fan's expression was solemn, and then he smiled. He never thought that the ancient giant could escape the killing situation in front of him. Everything was destined from the time he entered the Eastern Emperor Realm.

"Automotive Giant, go!"

Before he finished speaking, there was no sound of roar torn apart the heaven and earth.

The Central Purple Mansion Divine Monument, the ancient Thunder Giant, and the God-killing Battle Spear, seemed to be connected in one piece at this moment. The God-killing Battle Spear took the ancient giant and was nailed to the Purple Mansion Divine Monument.

The starlight burst out, murderous intent shook the stars, the sunlight wiped out everything, and was blocked by the Purple Mansion God Stele, the ancient giant suffered the God-killing Gun directly and accommodated the strongest attack of Zhang Fan's power.

One blow, die!

The struggle gradually stopped, his head slowly hanged down, and the terrifying aura dissipated in the wind, but when the screams came to an abrupt end, the last ancient giant in the world died under Zhang Fan's gun.

"Oh my god~ it hurts~"

"You little friend Zhang, you are so cruel. Do you want the old man to live?"

The old man of Great Compassion shouted exaggeratedly, and the voice came out. The central Purple Mansion Divine Monument suddenly shrank, and the ancient giant hanging on it fell down.

"Oh, old man of Great Compassion, you should be stronger and stronger. How could you die so easily?"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly and teased, but the smile in his eyes was genuine.

As early as when Zifuzhou was integrated with the Fusang tree and refined into the soul to rely on, the old man Dazhu had woken up and had no time to say hello.

I never thought that when I greeted me, it would be so earth-shaking.

With Zhang Fan's eyesight, it was clear that a huge hole existed uglyly on the central Purple Mansion Divine Monument. It was the traces left by the God-killing Gun that pierced the body of the ancient giant and then left on the Purple Mansion Divine Monument.

It can be seen from the naked eye that as the Purple Mansion Divine Monument shrinks, the purple light around the hole caused by the God-killing Gun twists, and it is smoothed out like a living creature's muscles change.

When it returns to its original size, it is as smooth as before, and there is no trace at all.

"What a great compassionate old man, so childish!"

Zhang Fan smiled with his palm and felt a little admiration for the old man Daxiong.

It is really unheard of to use the body of the spirit of the weapon to forcibly repair the damage on the treasures that were sent to the body, and to do so lightly.

"You little friend Zhang, you are polite. As long as you stop using the old man to block the gun, you will be grateful for your great sorrow."

The old man with great compassion was like a resentful woman. He couldn't stop talking and complained constantly.

“Hahaha~~~”

Zhang Fan laughed out loud when he heard this, and the laughter echoed between the world, endless joy and voluptuousness.
Chapter completed!
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