Wu Po Jiuxiao

Six days!

A full six days passed like this, and Ye Fantian persisted like this for six days. At this time, his whole body was shaking violently, and he wished he could use all his strength out.

"Gulu, Gudong..."

Ouyang Yezi at the side slowly picked up a bag of Yaoshen Niang from the ground and drank it, and wiped the little bit of wine from his mouth slightly, the tired look on his face became more obvious, but in After taking a sip of the Yaoshen brew, his face was lifted, and his spirit became more and more crazy.

A gun-shaped liquid exuding a scorching breath gradually emerged from the furnace.

"It's taking shape, it's going to take shape."

Ouyang Yezi's face began to tremble, and there was an aura in Ye Fantian's incomprehensible voice, and then he took another sip of the demon god's brew, and then even quickly drank the rest of the demon god's brew fell on his own head:

"Hahaha... come on, come on!"

Roar! !

A roar suddenly came out of his mouth again, and then an astonishing thing happened again, only to see that Ouyang Yezi ruthlessly threw the bag to the ground, and then quickly threw the bag to the ground. The palm was pressed on the stove.

"rise!!"

With a long groan, a terrifying spark suddenly appeared from Ouyang Yezi's mouth.

Ye Fantian on the side has fallen to the side irresistibly because of his physical weakness. Six days have exhausted his whole body, and more than a dozen demon god brewing bags are lying quietly on the ground. There, it was obviously the demon god's wine that had been drunk, and not only Ouyang Yezi drank it, but also a part of Ye Fantian.

It was also under the influence of the demon god that Ye Fan had the opportunity to resist to the present level with all his strength.

But after Ouyang Yezi erupted this powerful and terrifying coercion, he could no longer control his exhaustion.

For Ye Fantian who fell on the ground, Ouyang Yezi obviously didn't feel anything. At this moment, all his energy and energy were already attracted by the gradually formed spear in front of him.

"Big Arrow Eighteen Hammers!"

Pong!

Ouyang Yezi suddenly shouted angrily, and slapped the shelf behind him fiercely with his palm. Following his movements, a long silver chain suddenly appeared in his hand, and on the long chain Eighteen jet-black hammers are connected back and forth on the top of the hammer. It seems that this is also the origin of the name of the Da Luo Eighteen Hammers.

But Ye Fantian became more and more amazed at Ouyang Yezi's strength. For six days, without eating or drinking, Ouyang Yezi was completely able to resist, and he was simply inhuman.

"Hey."

Ouyang Yezi suddenly let out a low cry, and then the eighteen hammers in his hand danced quickly.

Accompanied by his movements, the eighteen hammers began to move over the spear emitting a scorching breath like thunder and lightning.

Pong!

Bang bang bang!

Clang!clang clang clang!