In Zhang Fan's words, people all have names, and spiritual instruments naturally have names. Otherwise, the names of spiritual instruments and spiritual instruments will be awkward.

The most important thing is.

There are several names in his hands.

Master of weapon refining?

Three third level spirit tools?

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, no matter Zhou yu'er or Zhou Baibai, their faces were changed. Shock flashed in their eyes. In turn, the shock in their eyes was suddenly covered.

Gather God, heaven and man, and die together.

All eight pairs of wings are taken away by Zhang Fan. Zhang fan can have three third level spirit tools. Don't be too normal.

"Brother Zhang, you have these three third level spirit tools. Your combat power is comparable to that of gathering gods."

When their eyes fell on Zhang Fan's three level three spirit tools, Zhou yu'er and Zhou Bai Bai's pupils shrank. Then, they looked at each other and saw the light of tongue smacking from each other's eyes.

It was Zhou Baibai who made the noise.

The words are full of envy.

"Who knows if it can be comparable to the gathering of gods."

It is said that, but the confident look on Zhang Fan's face has exposed his real inner thoughts.

Of course.

Zhang Fan will be so frank, so defenseless, it is also because he and Zhou yu'er, Zhou Bai Bai two people are life-long friendship.

Otherwise

How could Zhang Fan be so.

And

Zhang Fan could not have lived to this day.

"Don't talk about me, and you."

Zhang Fan put away the ink wings, the ink sickle, the ink shield, he said with a smile: "you have seen mine, should also let me see your ah."

"Of course that's OK."

It was Zhou Baibai who made a sound. After saying this, twelve swords of different lengths appeared in his hand and said with a smile: "the pair of wings you gave me, I have made twelve swords.

Every sword is at the level of three spirit tools.

Twelve swords, out of the scabbard together, are absolutely gods blocking the killing of gods, and the Buddha blocking the killing of Buddhas. "

"Not bad."

After sweeping the twelve swords in Bai Bai's hand next week, Zhang Fan knew that the twelve swords in Zhou Bai's hands were not simple. After laughing and praising, he joked: "in addition to the wings of heaven and man, many other three-level spirit materials are used to build these twelve swords."

"Of course."

Zhou Baibai nodded and said, "for the sake of the twelve swords, two thirds of the three level spiritual materials in my hands have been consumed."

"You, Bai Niu."

Zhang Fan gave Zhou Bai a thumbs up. Then, he looked at Zhou yu'er and asked, "what about you, yu'er."

"Me."

"Yes, you are."

"Since you want to see it, I'll show it to you."

When Zhou yu'er turned her wrist, a long bow and twelve feather arrows with different lengths and lengths appeared on her plain hand. She said with a smile: "Zhang Fan, the pair of heaven and man wings you gave me, I made twelve feather arrows of different lengths, and these long bows and bowstring are..."

"Uncle, miss yu'er, young master Baibai, you are here. I'll look for it."

In the middle of Zhou yu'er's speech, a voice full of resentment came from a distance and penetrated into Zhang Fan's ears.

With the fall of the voice, Zhou Ziying, dressed in a strong black suit, came to Zhang Fan's side. Before they could ask anything, he opened his mouth and said, "uncle, miss yu'er, young master Baibai, LAN family and Tianren family are coming to xiziyu with countless cultivators.

The final battle is about to begin. "

"Well

Hearing Zhou Ziying's words, to be exact, "the final decisive battle is about to begin." Zhang Fan's three faces changed greatly, and their pupils shrank sharply.

"Elder, you You say the final battle begins Here we go

Zhou Baibai swallowed his saliva hard. His lips trembled.

The eyes of Zhang Fan and Zhou yu'er were naturally on Zhou Ziying's face. For them, the news was too sudden and shocking.

Only three of them can get out of the pass.

I haven't got any preparation yet.

"Yes, the final battle is about to begin."

Zhou Ziying nodded solemnly on his face. Then, he quickly explained his purpose and said, "uncle, miss yu'er, young master Bai, the owner of the family has already taken the Alliance Army to the entrance of xiziyu. You should also hurry over."

"Uncle, miss yu'er, young master Bai, I'll go first."

After answering several questions from Zhang Fan, Zhou Ziying left in the air. He wanted to inform the old Zhou people who were still in seclusion, as well as some unknown strong Zhou people.

"Brother Zhang, what do you think of it?"

After Zhou Ziying left, Zhou Baibai looked at Zhang Fan and asked.

"What else do you think? Go to war."Zhang Fan, who is in the process of thinking, hears Zhou Baibai's words. He immediately returns to his mind. After a white glance of Zhou Baibai, he has no good airway.

After finishing this sentence, Zhang Fan's face appeared dignified expression and said in a deep voice: "this battle is very dangerous, no matter who it is, there is the possibility of falling down. You must be more careful not to fall."

With the fall of Zhang Fan's words, Zhou yu'er and Zhou Baibai's faces also become extremely dignified. Then, they nodded heavily, indicating that they were absolutely careful and asked Zhang Fan to be careful.

"After the battle, we drank all night."

"Drink all night."

"Drink all night."

Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Zhou yu'er and Zhou Baibai both stretched out their hands and pressed them on the back of Zhang Fan's hands.

"Live to the end of the battle."

After six words, Zhang Fan, Zhou yu'er and Zhou Baibai rose in the air and flew to the house of Zhou nationality.

鈥?

Ten days ago, the Zhou people sent hundreds of Zhou people to other places.

After all the ordinary people left, the Zhou people pushed all the buildings in this area. Then, it took five days and five nights to build a wall 10 meters high, 3 meters wide and 100 meters long.

The xiziyu area is blocked behind.

The reason for that.

That's because the senior officials of the Zhou clan chose the place for the final battle.

Since we have chosen this place as a battlefield, we still need some necessary defensive buildings.

Now

Ten meters high, three meters wide and one hundred meters long, on the wall stand the immortal cultivators of various forces led by the Zhou nationality. Their eyes are all looking forward to the front.

In their sight, a vast army is coming fast towards this side.

Such a scene, so that the major forces of the practitioners, tight body, a pair of double eyes, full of firm light.

It's a battle to defend our homeland.

It's a fight for family continuity.

This is a fight for the well-being of the earth.

Either way, they are not allowed to retreat.

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