Chapter 1339 The Weapon Spirits Couldn’t Stand It Anymore
Destruction dry pot, plus crazy sword pot.
The two are mixed together in the way of Yin-Yang fish, which is a reference to his own Yin-Yang polar spiritual sea.
Therefore, it presents a peaceful attitude.
The most important point is that Bu Fang stuffed a fortune cake into both pots.
Originally, Bu Fang was going to engrave the food formation [Time] on this Yin-Yang fish pot, but after thinking about it, the new food formation has not been verified, and he doesn't know how terrible it is.
If it is not well controlled and explodes before it is thrown out, there will be no place to argue.
Therefore, Bu Fang did not choose to engrave the [Time] food formation on it.
Buzz...
Like a stream of light, the two pots entangled with each other, bursting out in an instant, at an extremely fast speed, instantly crushing the void and flying out.
The Tyrant Ancestor's eyes were like thunder, looking directly at the two flying pots, and a little disdain appeared on his face.
What is he afraid of the means performed by a Nine-turn Little Saint?
He was going to smash the two pots with one hand.
The Tyrant Body lineage has infinite confidence in their own bodies, and their bodies are their most powerful means of attack.
In the distance.
When Bu Fang threw out the two pots, his expression was a little strange.
Adding the Creation Cake was just a sudden inspiration.
Even Bu Fang didn't know how much the power of the two pots would increase after the collision.
But, maybe it wouldn't be too weak.
When he was only a first-turn Little Saint, the power caused by the two pots mixed and smashed was already very terrifying.
Now his strength has increased rapidly, reaching the ninth-turn Little Saint.
The power of the Destruction Dry Pot and the Crazy Sword Pot has also increased a lot accordingly.
Bu Fang is also testing the power of the two explosions for the first time.
Since the Tyrant Body Patriarch is so strong, use him as an experimental subject.
Anyway, the other party also has murderous intentions towards him, and he deserves to be blown to death.
Pluto Erha and others were stunned when they saw what Bu Fang threw.
Huangquan Great Saint narrowed his eyes, and Bing Saint frowned.
Bu Fang was actually looking forward to it. With the fortune cake in it, he didn't know how powerful the Yin-Yang Fish Pot was.
This kind of luck thing...
"A trifle!"
The Tyrant Ancestor's eyes were like torches.
The rich fragrance lingered in the starry sky. The Tyrant Ancestor looked at the two pots, his eyes became colder.
"Sure enough... you actually used dishes as a means of attack. You are more direct than that person..."
He took a deep breath.
The Tyrant Ancestor suddenly slapped out with a palm.
He slapped towards the two pots.
He wanted to slap the two pots to explode.
With a bang.
The palm suddenly slammed on them.
Then...
After a period of silence, there was a loud explosion. The terrible explosion swept across the sky and filled the sky in an instant, and the flames engulfed everything.
Boom! !
The terrifying explosion swept across in an instant.
The terrible air wave surged.
The energy in the Destruction Sword Pot was boiling, melting the fortune cake inside.
The next moment, the good fortune in the good fortune cake spread to the whole pot.
On the other side, the crazy sword pot was the same.
There seemed to be a bright light blooming in the two pots.
Tyrant Body Ancestor slapped it with his palm and felt something was wrong.
His brows frowned immediately.
"Huh?"
The closest to him, Sword Demon Ancestor and others also exclaimed in surprise.
They seemed to find this method a bit strange.
The bombing broke out.
Tyrant Body Ancestor's body was instantly swallowed up.
In the firelight, thousands of sword qi shuttled through, puffing, at a very fast speed.
Accompanied by the explosion of good fortune.
The power of the explosion rose again, and with a loud bang, Sword Demon Ancestor and others retreated several steps in horror.
The air waves filled the sky and the earth.
The deafening sound of the explosion resounded through the heavens.
Everyone was completely shocked.
Looking at the Tyrant Body Ancestor who was swallowed by the firelight, they all swallowed their saliva.
This method, is it really the cook who is only at the level of the Nine-turn Little Saint?
This power is comparable to the attack method of the Nine-turn Great Saint!
The terrible destructive force seems to collapse the starry sky battlefield.
Huangquan Great Saint widened his eyes.
Then he grinned.
Looking at the Tyrant Body Ancestor who was engulfed by the flames, he felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.
"This explosion should be enough to make that guy drink a pot!"
Huangquan Great Saint said excitedly.
Tyrant Body Ancestor is very strong, but this kind of explosion is not something that ordinary people can withstand.
Even if it is a Tyrant Body, I am afraid it will be injured.
Young friend Bu Fang always makes some messy things.
As his strength increases, the power of this pot has increased so much.
In the future, when Bu Fang reaches the Great Saint level, this pot will be used... I am afraid it will blow a hole in the starry sky!
It's so violent!
On the sky.
The surging sword intent is sweeping, as if it is going to tear the sky apart.
After a long time, it slowly gathered and then gradually disappeared...
There was silence in the void.
Everyone was staring at the center.
There, Tyrant Ancestor endured this terrifying explosion.
Everyone was curious, could Tyrant Ancestor's Tyrant Body withstand it, and would it be reduced to ashes in this explosion?
The Sword Demon Ancestor and others had their eyes fixed, as if they were trying to see through reality.
suddenly.
Everyone's eyes shrank.
Pluto Erha, the Great Sage Huangquan and others also had glazed eyes.
In the void.
The aftermath of the explosion spread and the smoke dissipated.
The flame disappeared and the sword energy collapsed.
A figure stood upright in the starry sky battlefield.
Soon, everyone saw that figure clearly.
All gasped.
The ancestor of the Tyrant Body stood proudly on the starry sky battlefield, his hair lashing like thunder in the sky.
The face is as sharp as a knife, and the muscles on the body are bulging, making the whole body look a lot bigger out of thin air.
The muscles like a horned dragon seemed to contain power that could destroy the world.
There were sword marks on his body, which should have been cut by the sword energy of Crazy Sword Pot.
One of them is even more ferocious.
It was cut from the root of the neck to the waist, which looked extremely shocking.
A little bit of blood seeped out of it.
But... just a little bit.
Gurgling.
The Overlord Patriarch’s eyes were indifferent.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
The slashed wounds on his body were actually squirming at a speed visible to the naked eye and began to be repaired rapidly.
The hideous wound soon returned to its original state.
Under the pulsating muscles, the energy and blood hit the rocks like majestic waves, making an explosion sound.
The roar was deafening.
"I have to say... your method is really amazing. If it were an ordinary Nine-Turn Great Sage, he would have been seriously injured if he got caught. Unfortunately... you met me."
The Tyrant Patriarch's gaze turned and fell on Bu Fang.
There was praise in his words, and he looked at Bu Fang with some admiration.
What he said was correct.
The lineage of hegemonic body, the physical body is invincible, the physical body is sanctified, and even reaches the level of immortality.
If it had been the Sword Demon Ancestor and others, they might have been seriously injured by Bu Fang's move.
The increase in the creation cake made the power of the previous technique even more terrifying.
The power of the original destruction dry pot plus the sword pot was almost equivalent to the punch behind Huang Quan's bald head.
but……
Coupled with the increase in fortune cake, it was a bit more powerful than Huang Quan Bald's punch.
Instead, the Ba Ti Ancestor was covered in bruises and bruises.
However……
For the Ba Ti Ancestor, this kind of injury is just a minor injury.
"As expected of that person's successor, you are very strong and evil... Maybe you have greater potential than that person, because even that person, with your strength, can't even hurt me now. Hairy..."
The corners of the Ba Ti Patriarch's mouth twitched, and his smile seemed a bit eerie, which made people feel a little creepy.
"But that's the case...you will die even more!"
Gulu gulu...
All the sword marks were restored, and the wide wounds were healed at this moment.
The Overlord Patriarch raised his hand and looked at the body that was intact as before, with a slight smile on his face.
"The next step is for me to take action."
The Overlord Patriarch suddenly raised his head and fixed his gaze on Bu Fang.
Bu Fang's eyes suddenly shrank and his whole body tensed up, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake.
This feeling……
Extremely uncomfortable.
Boom! !
A golden body stretched across the sky.
In an instant, he appeared in front of Bu Fang.
The depressing aura made everyone tremble.
The bulging body of the Overlord Ancestor looked like a little giant, and his fist was bigger than Xiaobai's fist.
A punch hit Bu Fang's head.
If this punch was effective, it would probably explode Bu Fang's head.
The Great Sage Huangquan suddenly appeared.
Throwing out one hand, the Yellow Spring River water quickly condensed into a continuously rotating vortex in his palm.
Wanting to resist a punch.
boom! ! !
One punch.
The vortex of the Huangquan River of the Huangquan Great Sage exploded.
The Great Sage Huangquan shrank his eyes.
The whole person was blown away like a cannonball and crashed into the meteorite with a bang.
There was blood in the mouth and he was coughing it out.
With full firepower, the Ba Ti Ancestor made the Great Sage Huang Quan vomit blood with one move.
Is this the strength of the Great Sage? !
Ice Saint and Pluto Erha both stared at each other, ready to take action.
However, the Overlord Patriarch turned his head suddenly, like a ferocious beast, and let out a deafening roar.
"roll!!!"
Roar!
Pluto Erha, and the Ice Saint were suddenly in a trance.
It was as if they felt a colorful beast roaring towards them.
A majestic energy and blood hit, knocking the two back several steps.
A whip kick came out violently.
He whipped towards Bu Fang's head.
A green light suddenly appeared in Xiaoyou's dark eyes, and she suddenly stood up straight from the Netherworld Ship.
The breath began to float.
However, as soon as she moved, she was stopped by Bu Fang.
Bu Fang looked at the terrifying and oppressive Overlord Patriarch, and his eyes suddenly became much more solid.
The ancestor of Tyrant Body... is really strong.
How terrifying must the stronger Ancestor Mingpuppet and Ancestor Tingting be?
For the first time, Bu Fang felt the strength of Hell, it turned out to be so strong.
But Bu Fang had a vague feeling in his heart that the ancestors of the nine clans of the Netherworld had a strong murderous intention towards him.
Perhaps they had some connection with the previous generation of hosts, so they were afraid that he would grow up...
His mind moved.
Bu Fang's divine thoughts immediately sank into the spiritual sea.
In the spiritual sea, nine vortices rotated at the same time, and above it, a golden book was suspended, with two drops of golden liquid on the book.
This was the reward of the God of Cooking's divine power droplets.
Buzz...
The white tiger lying in a corner of the spiritual sea suddenly opened his eyes.
Even the sleeping black tortoise looked over in confusion.
The golden dragon had already shouted...
"You little host who wastes heaven's gifts... Are you going to waste the divine power droplets again?! Do you know how precious these divine power droplets are?!"
The eyes of the spirit of the weapon suddenly locked on, all locked on Bu Fang who was floating above the golden book.
The white tiger also climbed up suddenly, probably because he really couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
"Host... don't waste the divine power droplets, let me go! Divine power droplets are not easy to get, use them carefully and cherish them."
White Tiger said.
Bu Fang was stunned.
I didn't expect the weapon spirits to react so violently.
The enemy this time is stronger, isn't it normal to use divine power droplets?
Then last time they used a drop of divine power droplets to kill the weak chicken Nine-turn Great Saint Black Demon in the Black Palace, wouldn't these weapon spirits be crazy?
"This time the opponent may be the Great Perfection Great Saint..."
Bu Fang's face was very serious.
However, White Tiger raised his head proudly.
"The Great Perfection Great Saint? In my eyes, he is just trash...and he should be looking forward to seeing me."
...
Buzz...
In the void.
The Tyrant Body Ancestor punched down, and the next moment, the fist suddenly stopped.
Because he saw Bu Fang's eyes changed.
Becoming extremely sharp.
Like a sharp sword, and as if he was the lofty Lord of All Beasts.
He had black hair, and white hair in an instant.
White-haired Bu Fang raised his chin, grabbed the fortune cake, stuffed it into his mouth and bit it hard.
"Ba Ti boy, long time no see..."
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