After Tang Fan saw the origin of this magic weapon, he looked a little strange and stared at Ye Mingdao with a strange smile.
In Ye Mingdao's opinion, this expression was completely stupid. It seemed that the power of the feather fan magic weapon was beyond Tang Fan's imagination, and he had not thought of a way to break it for a while.
"Tang Fan, you can't run away!"
Ye Mingdao laughed wildly. Although he lost an arm, if he could kill Tang Fan, it would be worth it.
"Ye Mingdao, thank you for the great gift you gave me!"
Tang Fan came to his senses, quickly ran the Panshan Sutra, and at the same time threw the Soul-Eating Cauldron.
The soul-eating cauldron emits brilliant light, whizzing and spinning as if it possesses magical power.
A scream resounded through the sky, the scream was sharper and louder than the golden spider sparrow composed of feather fans.
As soon as this sound came out, the illusory golden spider bird immediately stopped, as if it had encountered a natural enemy, and most of its pressure was dissipated.
The soul-eating cauldron continued to scream, and a huge strange bird flew out from it. It was very similar to the strange bird transformed by the feathers, but even bigger and more beautiful.
"Chirp!"
Seeing it flying towards, the feathered strange bird turned around and ran away, but before it could get far away, it was completely covered by the Soul-Eating Cauldron.
The golden spider sparrow flew out of the soul-eating cauldron and bit the strange feathered bird's neck in one bite, holding it in its mouth and turning it into a ray of light before flying into the soul-eating cauldron.
"How is this possible? My magic weapon..."
Ye Mingdao stared blankly at the scene in front of him. This scene was too shocking.
He felt heartbroken when he saw his beloved feather fan being swallowed.
The soul-eating cauldron trembled violently, and fierce sounds of fighting came from it.
After a while, everything returned to calm, and the golden spider bird's head emerged from it, looking much more solid than before.
It opened its mouth and actually mouthed human words: "Thank you, master, for your help. I need time to absorb its remnant soul, and I will serve you again when I wake up!"
"You...you can speak?"
Tang Fan didn't expect such a good thing to happen.
"Although this little bird is also a weak remnant soul, it is a great tonic to me. It can not only improve my cultivation, but also increase my sanity. If my soul can be replenished in the future, not only can I increase
The power of the Soul-eating Cauldron can also be completely revealed."
"Then you go practice."
Tang Fan nodded. The evolution of the Soul-Eating Cauldron was an unexpected gain. Ye Mingdao simply came to give it as a gift.
"Thank you, Master."
After saying this, the golden spider bird got into the soul-eating cauldron, and Tang Fan carefully put it into the universe bag.
Tang Fan looked up at Ye Mingdao, cupped his fists and said, "Director Ye, thank you very much for your help!"
"Ah ah...Tang Fan, return my magic weapon!"
Ye Mingdao got this feather magic weapon by accident. He didn't know that it was the feather of a golden spider sparrow.
When he thought about giving such a treasure to Tang Fan in vain, he was filled with smoke and screamed wildly.
"Ye Mingdao, if you still have any magic weapons, just use them!"
Before Tang Fan finished speaking, he raised his right hand and punched out.
A piece of golden light emitted, and a fist shadow appeared in front of Ye Mingdao as if it were real.
They launched together and finally overlapped to deliver a fatal blow.
Unknowingly, Tang Fan's Nine Turns Divine Gang Fist had reached the edge of breakthrough and touched the bottleneck.
Ye Mingdao felt the terrifying power of the golden fist in front of him and stretched out his finger.
This finger seemed ordinary, but it shook the sky, a thunder exploded in the sky, and a bolt of lightning flew out, hitting Tang Fan's golden fist.
"The Heavenly Thunder Divine Finger is my Ye family's unique skill. See how many of my fingers you can bear!"
Ye Mingdao's hair moved without wind, his eyes radiated blood, and his murderous intent was overwhelming.
Under his voice, this extremely thick lightning continued to expand, like a beam of light, hitting him fiercely.
"The Ye family should not be underestimated!"
A bitter smile appeared on Tang Fan's lips. He knew at a glance that his current Shengang Fist was no match for the Heavenly Thunder God's Finger.
"boom!"
The moment the light beam hit the golden fist, the sound spread in all directions, and the impact caused swept around. Tang Fan's body rolled back and hit the wall with a bang.
The wall collapsed and he was pushed out of the villa.
"Second finger!"
Ye Mingdao didn't stop for a moment and pointed to the sky again.
The sea of clouds rolled, as if there was a terrifying power brewing inside. Finally, the thunder rolled and turned into a thicker lightning again. All the energy exploded and shot towards Tang Fan at high speed.
"I gave you face!"
Regardless of his injuries, Tang Fan's momentum exploded and he also emitted endless killing intent.
"Cloud Tribulation!"
Tang Fan whispered two words in his mouth, and the sky-cutting flying sword immediately flew out, and a red light flew high into the sky, as if to cut off the thick lightning.
"childish!"
Ye Mingdao's mouth was scornful. If he hadn't been injured on Shuangjing Mountain before and then lost an arm, in his opinion, Tang Fan would have died in his hands.
"boom!"
The red light collided with the light pillar, overwhelming the mountains and the sea, forming another impact.
The red light faded, but there was only a small crack in the light pillar.
"Wind evil!"
The Sky-Destroying Flying Sword offensive once again set off a violent gust of wind, forming an independent wind world that enveloped the light pillar.
In order to control the Sky-Destroying Flying Sword, Tang Fan's face was pale at the moment, his clothes were dancing wildly, and blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth.
Finally, in this world of wind, the beam of light gradually weakened and lost its original power.
"What a good sword. If I kill you, it will be mine!"
Ye Mingdao looked at the Tianzhan Feijian greedily and pointed out another finger.
"Thunder Divine Finger, the third finger!"
This time, a finger emitting silver light from the sky flew down from the sky. It seemed as if everything had been evacuated, the void was distorted, and with a force that defied the heavens, it went straight to the top of Tang Fan's head and pressed down on it.
Just as Tang Fan was about to take out the Dragon Spine, he suddenly had an idea and decisively gave up the Dragon Spine. He made a secret with his fingers and drew a white circle in front of him...
"Every fantasy comes true!"
As soon as the word "four" came out, the white circle in front of Tang Fan turned into a bright mirror, reflecting the huge finger in the sky.
The two fingers collided violently, and a huge wave of sound spread around, causing Tang Fan and Ye Mingdao to fly out one after another.
"This is impossible, what kind of magic is this!"
Ye Mingdao's shock could not be expressed in words. This spell was really incredible.
Tang Fan didn't speak. As he quickly deduced in his mind, the appearance of the Thousand-Faced Ghost Doctor when he used the Illusion Sutra emerged.
I saw his legs stepping out, his arms dancing, and then, shadows appeared under his feet.
These shadows were illusory at first, but as Tang Fan cast his spells, they gradually turned into Tang Fan's appearance.
In an instant, countless Tang Fans appeared in front of Ye Mingdao.
"Thousands of Illusions Conquer Demons..."
Tang Fan murmured to himself that although his performance was not as powerful as the Thousand-Faced Ghost Doctor, it was only his first time and he was already very satisfied.
"How did you learn the illusion of the Thousand-Faced Old Ghost!"
Ye Mingdao's scalp was numb, he really couldn't tell which one in front of him was the real Tang Fan.
"It's not over yet!"
Tang Fan in front of Ye Mingdao spoke at the same time and took strange steps at the same time.
Pieces of mist formed under their feet, and eventually the mist connected into pieces, completely surrounding Ye Mingdao.
In the mist, there are sometimes flying sand and rocks, sometimes lightning and thunder, and nothing can be seen around, only various means of attack.
"This... this is not an illusion, this is an attack formation!"
Ye Mingdao never expected that he would fall into such a weird formation just because of his slight negligence.
Tang Fan gasped for breath. On the basis of using the Illusion Sutra, he used the Nine Turns of the Universe Step again.
This was a sudden whim of his. His cultivation was obviously not up to par, and he was about to be unable to hold on...