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Chapter 890: Ziwei Taiyin Sword

He obtained a lot of magic weapons from Bai Tiankui. At that time, he probably didn't expect that Yan Jundian could suppress him to death in an instant, so he didn't have time to destroy the magic weapons, leaving behind a small sword, a Haotian condensing mirror, and A compass-like magic weapon that enhances the power of the formation, and the other two are considered easy, but this small sword is not very easy.

Mengmeng took a look at the little sword, didn't move her expression, stood up and put it on, then walked out of the room, and came back after a while, holding two swords in her hand, one was golden, with dragons painted all over it. It has a scale-like pattern, and the other one is purple all over, exuding a cold aura. She said, "These two swords are worth the same as yours. You can choose one."

The value is equal, Zhang Fan squinted at her, and gave Zhang Fan a cute slap: "Oh, what kind of eyes do you have? !"

Full of visual sense of online shopping, this girl is definitely more than Qin Bao online.

"Is there no instruction manual?"

Mengmeng picked up the golden dharma sword: "This one is called the golden light and fire sword, the pure yang dharma sword, there is no other, it is very fierce against ghosts and evil things, don't look at you as the king of hell, you have a great reputation in the underworld! Yes, ordinary ghost cultivators can also hurt you with this sword."

"The power can be described as huge."

The last time she bragged about how powerful the Taiyi Golden Light Sword was, she could still show a bit of power against opponents of the same level. Afterwards, Zhang Fan felt seriously powerless, and it was not flying sword at all. oneness.

Then Mengmengda picked up the second dharma sword: "This one is called Ziwei Taiyin Sword. When the sword comes out, it rises to the purple moon, and the cold lights fall down. Your Ghost Dao technique has added to the power of this sword. "

In the end, she said with an exaggerated look: "This item is extremely powerful."

As a profiteer, Zhang Fangang changed his attitude towards her a little bit, and once again exposed his true nature. He used to say that he has no magic weapon, and how difficult it is to get magic weapon. Now he casually takes out several.

fraud!

Zhang Fan took the two swords carefully and looked at them. Then again, Mengmengda is very particular about selling things. The two swords are very suitable for Zhang Fan. Otherwise, Zhang Fan, a regular customer, would come to let her kill him. One is designed to restrain his type, and the other is to enhance the power of his type.

Although Jin Guang Lie Huo Sword is very powerful in restraining Yin and evil, but it is somewhat single, and Ziwei Tai Yin Sword, his ghost way skills can enhance its power, which is applicable everywhere, but the power after adding layers is not as powerful as Jin Guang The Raging Fire Sword has a strong restraint effect on ghost cultivators and evil things.

"Can it be used as a flying sword?"

"My dear, don't worry, the flying speed of magic weapon level is all right."

Zhang Fan said, "I want the Ziwei Taiyin sword."

The limitations of Jin Guang Lie Huo Sword are too strong and too serious, while the overall improvement of Ziwei Taiyin Sword is relatively large.

After Mengmengda put away the other sword, she explained: "Ziwei Taiyin sword is made from the purple meteorite collected from the sky and refined from Yinkui water. See if there is a drop of clear water on the hilt, trigger this imprisonment, The beauty of pure yin, the essence of many waters, one drop can fill the sea."

"The purple moon shines on the sea of ​​sunflowers. This is a famous scenic spot in ancient times, called Ziyue Haomiao."

With a light swipe of the sword, Mengmengda softly spit out a sentence: "There is no wind and no dust to read." With a touch of sword light, the golden light appeared purple, leaving an afterglow in the void, which lasted for a long time, so The place that passed by was suddenly quiet.

It is worthy of being a magic weapon level sword!

"This sword belongs to you." Mengmeng handed the sword to Zhang Fan: "By the way, the amount of the bank card you bound last time seems to be a little insufficient, and it seems to have been maxed out."

The sword was not steady, and it fell to the ground with a bang. The amount in Zhang Fan's bank card seemed to be tens of millions.

Is this gone?

If the heart is a little bad, it will definitely make you dizzy.

"You bind me another bank card with a larger face value, preferably with no amount limit."

Leaving Mengmengda Fairy Xuannvzong, Zhang Fan stepped on the magic sword, and with a whoosh sound, the whole person shot out. When Mengmengda used this sword, it was purple, but when Zhang Fan used this sword, it was purple. It was purple-gray at the time, and it was even more gloomy. The whole person turned into a purple-gray escape light. The speed was really amazing, more than three or four times the speed of sound, and it was a thousand meters away in a second. This speed was already much faster than that of an airplane.

For the unlimited bank card, Mengmengda would have spent a little money.

Zhang Fan is still short of a sword formation, and his current top-level sword formation is completely insufficient. At least it must be of the magic weapon level, and it is best to directly use the ancient sword formation.

But at his level, there is nowhere to buy what he needs.

Flying directly from the southwest of the Great Southwest to Shen Hai, less than an hour before and after, Zhang Fan felt tired in the middle, and took a rest for a while. The sea is much closer than Daxinan Huishenhai, she needs a day, and now the speed has been completely crushed.

Back in Shenhai, he directly opened the journey of death and entered the Nanfu.

The purple aura around Yan Jun's palace rose sharply. This is the image of Yan Jun's return to the throne. As soon as Zhang Fan returned to the palace, the Yin gods of the palace knelt down and saluted. Before they could speak, Zhang Fan said, "Excuse me. Wei Wuya called me to come."

It didn't take long for Wei Wuya to arrive. He knelt down respectfully and saluted without any arrogance. Although Zhang Fan used to be his subordinate, it's different now. He is Yan Jun, the aloof Lord Yan Jun. .

"Wei Wuya pays his respects to Lord Yan."

Zhang Fan was flipping through the appointment letter of Baili Land, looked up and said, "Have the people in Baili Land been properly arranged?"

Wei Wuya nodded and said: "Everything has been properly arranged, they are very strong, they are more than enough to be ghost messengers, and they are more than enough to go on tour, and even the judge is no longer talking about it, but we don't have so many vacancies, so we have arranged everything that can be arranged, but we can't. Yes, a large part of them were sent to the Yin Bing Department, and this time in the battle of Fengdu, the Yin Bing Department suffered heavy losses."

Zhang Fan nodded slightly: "Well, take your time, some incompetent spirit officials will be eliminated."

"Yes!"

After a pause, Wei Wuya said: "It's just that there are three ghost cultivators from a hundred miles away who can't be arranged. They are people with swords, ghosts who drop money, and Hongye. They are all immortals. , the lower officials dare not make arrangements."

Zhang Fan said, "Well, pass them in."

"The master of the lower official sect, the grass-roots swordsman, the money-losing ghost, Hongye, I pay my respects to your lord."

Zhang Fan laughed and stood up from Yan Jun's throne: "Excuse me, I heard that you live well in Nanfu. government effect."

The three of them were overjoyed when they heard the words, "Yes, of course."

Zhang Fan said embarrassingly: "With the cultivation of the three of you, it's really overkill to arrange positions such as ghost messengers and tours. You should have been assigned to important positions, but I'm afraid that the spiritual officials in Nanfu will not be convinced. Difficulty."

Hearing what Zhang Fan said, the three of them were a little anxious.

I muttered in my heart, whether they are convinced or not, if they are not convinced, they will be pulled out to fight.

"Then according to Lord Yan Jun's opinion?"

Zhang Fan said: "That depends on how much you contribute to my Nanfu. You are ancient people, so you should contribute some ancient things to help my Nanfu, such as the sword array or something."

Hearing this, the four of them looked at each other with astonishment on their faces. Could this Lord Yan be being too straightforward.

This is asking for something directly.

Zhang Fan looked at the four of them expectantly, thinking in his heart, he shouldn't be so picky, he couldn't even get a copy of the sword formation.

After the four of them exchanged glances for a while, the head of the sect said: "Master Yan Jun, we also want to do our best for the Nanfu. Although I am good at studying formations, I don't have sword formations. The same is true for Brother Hongye. My lord insists on As for the sword array, I know that there is an old weapon in the land of a hundred miles, he may have it in his hand, he is a craftsman, and he wants to open a crafts shop in Nanfu, but the law of Nanfu has never Kaicheng, please also Lord Yan Jun..."

Zhang Fan laughed loudly and said: "Just open a refining shop, it's simple, if you don't have money, you will pay for it, if you don't have a shop, you can provide a shop, if you don't have materials, you can provide materials, the most important thing is to have a sword array. "

Wei Wuya was confused, whether this is Yan Jun or a businessman.

For the sword array, don't you even want your face?

(End of this chapter)