Seeing that the situation was so dangerous, Zhang Fan was not very panicked, but sighed, with a reluctance on his face...

With a slap of the Qiankun bag, several rays of light flew out and floated in front of him: a bell, a fan, a ring, and an arrow. Except for a robes, all the things Zhang Fan had put in the bottom of the box were here.

After half a year of preparation, Zhang Fan lost all his money. With his efforts, he not only supplemented a few black arrows, but also carefully refined three top-level magic weapons.

The passionate ring in front of you, the Seven Bird Fan, is two of them.

The master of the love ring controls, and the magic techniques he relies on are mostly powerful but the preparation time is long and the fate is not easy, so he practiced this top-level magic weapon that specializes in bondage to make up for it.

The Seven Bird Fan was inspired by the two spiritual weapons in Zhang Fan. Since he did not have the ability to refine spiritual weapons for the time being, it would be better to use similar principles to practice a fake spiritual weapon than to be nothing.

Therefore, the feathers of the most essence parts of the seven kinds of demon birds were collected and this one-time attack power was mastered with a top-level magic weapon with comparable attack power to spiritual weapons. The reason why it was once was one-time is because the fake is fake after all, and it is not as good as a real spiritual weapon. The seven bird fan only relied on complex restrictions to barely activate the magical powers attached to the feathers, and the price was that there was only one blow. After one blow, the essence in the feathers would be lost and become a waste product.

He inserted the sunset bow and black arrows to the ground, held the passionate ring and the seven-bird fan, the soul-falling bell on his head, and the spiritual atom shield surrounded him. For a moment, Zhang Fan was simply armed to his teeth.

The clouds in the sky suddenly flipped violently, and the sound of wind and thunder appeared and faintly; ten feet away, the saw-scale snake bowed its body and raised its head, and its eyes showed a fierce light. The situation was almost at its peak.

The more critical the situation was, Zhang Fan became more calm. He threw the passionate ring with a calm expression, and his hand was licking the saw-scale snake on his face, and shouted, "Go."

The passionate ring suddenly disappeared in place, and appeared again, hanging high above the head of the demon snake, then suddenly fell down and turned into a huge silver ring, hovering in the middle of the body of the saw-scale snake, circling it far away.

The demon snake seemed to feel uneasy, and its tail flew up and its entire body flew up in the air.

As soon as his body left the ground, circles of circles of spiritual energy appeared on its body out of thin air, as if they were shackles weighing tens of thousands of pounds. The saw-scale snake suddenly fell from the air and hit the ground heavily. Then it seemed like a talisman was attached, and could not move at all.

The snake's movements are nothing more than twisting or bowing, and the circles of rings locked, and immediately blocked its only two movement methods. Although the enemy is close, it cannot move forward.

The saw-scattered snake struggled to death, and the ring made of spiritual energy was broken and merged again and again, as if endless.

Of course this is just an illusion. As long as it exceeds the tolerance range of the passionate ring, all the spiritual circles will naturally break in an instant and never be able to reunite. If Zhang Fan was in full swing, he would not dare to use the passionate ring to deal with it. Even now, he could clearly feel that as the saw-scale snake struggle became more and more fierce, the passionate ring was gradually overwhelmed.

However, at this time, Zhang Fan had no time to pay attention to the situation here.

In the sky, the rolling clouds suddenly stagnated, and a huge wing that stretches across the sky, gathered by wind, thunder and clouds is forming.

The Yunying, which had become ten times the size of her body, was like a three-year-old child swaying a sledgehammer, raising the wind and thunder wings high, and was about to fall down.

Below, Zhang Fan kept looking at the distance, and the seven bird fan in his hand showed a seven-colored iridescent color, and the light flowed.

Yunying's body gradually grew bigger in her eyes, carrying the power of heaven and earth. Its originally flexible and fast body also seemed a little stagnant and no longer so unpredictable.

"It's this time." A cold light flashed in Zhang Fan's eyes, and he held the seven bird fan with his right hand whose power had accumulated to the extreme, and suddenly swung it out.

A fiery red peacock tail feather on the seven birds fan suddenly showed a dazzling light, but in a moment, the light disappeared and turned into a dull gray.

At the same time, in front of the Seven Bird Fan, the spiritual energy of fire gathered into a fire-burning cloud, and then the cloud energy was sinking. With a long sound, a phantom of a huge peacock appeared in the air.

The phoenix spreads its wings and sings the five sounds, and the peacock spreads its screen and reflects the colorful colors.

The phantom raised his head proudly, as if the tail wings that gathered all the colors between heaven and earth slowly opened. In the iridescent stream, a red light flashed, turning into a fire feather like a giant sword that opened the sky, brushing towards the cloud eagle in the air.

After this attack, Yunying let out a mournful cry, wrapped in a hot fireball, and flew backwards beyond the clouds.

The wind and thunder wings that condensed to the extreme were as solid as substances suddenly lost control, and only a half still fell along the original trajectory, and the rest were like summer thunder. With a roar, they disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The smallest wind and thunder slashed like a thunder tribulation in heaven. Zhang Fan seemed to have not seen it, just frowned and looked up at the clouds.

The Soul-falling Bell that had been hanging above his head suddenly blurred for a moment, and then a translucent bell-shaped phantom covered him. In an instant, the lightning flashed, the thunder roared, and the bell body trembled, and it endured all the baptism of thunder.

Zhang Fan suddenly felt stuffy in his chest, an unnatural redness appeared on his face, and blood was faintly overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

Fortunately, I never thought about taking it. The wind and thunder wings in full state are indeed extremely powerful. Even if all the magic weapons are released, I will definitely not be able to take it.

Looking at the seven bird fan without a gleam, Zhang Fan's face flashed with helplessness. The situation that is truly suitable for its power should be a fragile and large number of opponents, or a place where the environment is small, which can fully exert its power. As now, when attacking halfway through the air, at least seven layers of power will be evaporated. It would be good if there are three layers that really act on Yunying, and this power cannot cause fatal damage to it.

"If it were the real five-element peacock's tail feather, it would kill it in this moment." Zhang Fan thought regretfully.

The feathers that have just been consumed come from the tail feathers of the Fire-River Peacock, which is the essence of its life. A mature Fire-River Peacock has only three such feathers in total.

The Five Elements Peacock is an alien among monsters, and the same race has a very large rank span. Like the Fire Peacock is just a second-level monster, while the Five Elements Peacock, which has all five elements, is the top-level ancient ferocious bird. Not only is the five elements immunity, but also opens the screen and swipes, which has the power of the sky collapse and the earth splits.

Such a tail feather is equivalent to a strange treasure. How could he be able to grasp his cultivation level in the Qi Refining Period? There may be hope in a few hundred years.

As he expected, the attack just now failed to cause too much damage to the cloud eagle. The eagle roar in the clouds resounded again, and the voice was filled with anger and mania.

The sound of wind and thunder came again.

Looking at the seven bird fan in his hand, Zhang Fan's face became even more reluctant. He had a strong premonition, but he was afraid that this treasure that had been spent on a lot of effort would be consumed on the dead bird.

Sure enough, Yun Ying seemed to know that other methods did not play any role for Zhang Fan, who had the Soul-Falling Bell and Lingao Shield, so even if he was interrupted repeatedly, he was injured in some way. He still persisted in controlling the wind and thunder again and again, spreading his wings and pounced down.

"It won't work if this continues." Zhang Fan urged the seven bird fan to knock Yun Ying away for the fourth time, and thought with a frown.

On the surface, it seems that he is the upper hand. After all, Yun Ying has been injured many times. Although there is no fatal injury, he will definitely not be able to hold on after a long delay.

Unfortunately, Zhang Fan could not hold on anymore. Not to mention the consumption of spiritual power for the time being, there are still some pills to support it. The key is that the original dazzling seven bird fan has already dimmed by half, and it will be completely invalid in three more times. At that time, what other means can Zhang Fan block the thunder attack of the wind and thunder wings?

Moreover, the passionate ring is almost unable to trap the saw-scale snake. He can clearly feel that there are cracks forming inside the ring body. If there is no change, the treasure will soon be broken into scrap iron. By then, the demon snake will also get out of trouble and the situation will be extremely bad.

In other words, it was Zhang Fan himself who really couldn't stand this air battle.

After a moment of pondering, a hint of cruelty appeared between Zhang Fan's eyebrows. He no longer hesitated. He reached out and pulled back the passionate ring trapped by the saw-scale snake. At the same time, he took the Soul-Falling Bell standing above his head and sat down cross-legged.
Chapter completed!