The strongest collapse system

Chapter 542
Wang Fan was tied up with a golden rope, unable to move his body, and the Yuanshen in the Niwan Palace was pinned by a purple gold gourd. He was dizzy and completely reduced to a pig and sheep on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered.

"Please turn around baby!"

King Yinjiao activated the magic formula and called out, and the shadow in the light immediately turned several times in place.

The two white lights pinned to Wang Fan's Niwan Palace suddenly reacted and changed accordingly.

puff!

With a soft sound like cutting his throat, Wang Fan's eyes suddenly dimmed.

"Even if you have great supernatural powers and powerful mana, you still died in my hands?" King Yinjiao took back the gourd, feeling relieved,

The old lady with a nine-tailed fox looked at the baby gourd in the hands of her godson, envy flashed in her eyes.

She is an old demon for many years, and she has seen countless magical treasures with different supernatural powers, but among them, there are really few treasures that can surpass the purple, gold and red gourds.

"Yinjiao, can I let my mother take a look at this precious gourd?" The old woman laughed.

"This..." King Yinjiao originally wanted to pass the gourd over, but hesitated halfway through it, and finally took it back suddenly, and said with a smile, "Mother, this baby is a bit dangerous, and it is easy to hurt if you are not careful." Myself, I still hold it in my hand, just look at it like this!"

The old woman couldn't help cursing inwardly, knowing that King Silver Horn was clearly guarding against herself.

"Alright." The old woman smiled, and then she really got closer to watch.

"Sure enough, it's a good baby!" The old woman watched closely, and suddenly felt a powerful aura brewing in the gourd. When she came into contact with this aura, she couldn't help shivering and wanted to run away immediately. impulse.

"and many more!"

The old woman suddenly looked a little hesitant when she thought of something.

"My son, if I remember correctly, this is an ancient treasure handed down from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties of Nanzhan Buzhou. It was refined by a great power, and it is called the gourd of Fengshen and Zhanjiang!" The old woman hesitated, "If I remember correctly, after activating this magic weapon, not only can the enemy's primordial spirit be beheaded, but the neck of the body will also be beheaded at the same time, have you ever been beheaded?"

King Silver Horn was stunned.

Then, he suddenly looked in Wang Fan's direction.

I saw a big head still resting on the neck, without the slightest tendency to fall into the dust.

On the head, two eyes suddenly opened and ejaculated.

Clearly not dead!
"I didn't expect you to find out!" Wang Fan laughed loudly, "I have cultivated more than one primordial spirit, if you want to kill me with this treasure gourd, just beheading me is not enough!"

This is the result of Wang Fan's tempering of the primordial spirit in the realm of the earth fairy. With one mind and nine uses, he has cultivated a total of nine primordial spirits.

King Yinjiao just urged the purple gold gourd, but it only killed one of Wang Fan's primordial spirits.

"Please show up baby!"

King Yinjiao's face was gloomy, and he chanted the incantation again, a ray of light rushed out from the purple gold gourd, about three feet high, and something appeared inside, with eyebrows and eyes.

It's just that I don't know if it's an illusion, the shadow of the object in it has become a little fainter, not as solid as before.

As the Yinjiao King's mana poured into the purple gold gourd, two white lights shot out from the object's eyes, traveled a distance of tens of feet, and nailed Wang Fan's Niwan Palace again.

Due to the caution of the old lady Nine-Tailed Fox, she never let go of the restraint of the gold rope, Wang Fan was still unable to move, unable to escape, and was attacked again, without the slightest resistance.

"Please turn around baby!"

The shadow circled around twice, and Wang Fan's eyes dimmed again.

Only this time, King Silver Horn was not happy at all.

Because Wang Fan's head still hasn't fallen off his body.

"it hurts!"

After two breaths, Wang Fan opened his eyes again, his face full of pain.

Even if you practice more than one primordial spirit, if any one primordial spirit is killed, it will be a great pain for other primordial spirits.

"My lord wants to see how many primordial spirits you have for beheading!"

King Yinjiao's face was full of anger, and he urged the Zijin gourd again.

"Please show up, baby!" "Turn around, baby!" "Turn around, baby!"

puff...

puff...

puff...

Three times in a row, Wang Fan was killed by three primordial spirits, and his aura became much weaker. King Yinjiao was extremely excited, as if he had seen the end of Wang Fan's death.

However, he didn't pay attention to it. With repeated slashes again and again, the shadow in the light above the purple gold gourd has faded to the point where it can hardly be seen clearly.

Wang Fan is still alive.

"Should die!" King Silver Horn shouted again, "please show up baby!"

The shadow in the light turned around twice again.

Click click!

To King Yinjiao's surprise, the familiar sound of the primordial spirit being killed was not transmitted, but was replaced by a sound of broken iron.

He looked up at the light, and saw black cracks appearing on the shadow with eyebrows and purpose.

The broken sound came from it.

The next moment, the shadow split into thousands of fragments and dissipated into the air.

The three-foot-high light also shrank back to the gourd at any time, no matter how King Yinjiao urged it, it would never appear again.

"How is it possible?" King Silver Horn was extremely surprised.

"What's impossible? With such a rare treasure, with your mana, it's amazing to be able to activate it so many times." A cold voice sounded.

The person who spoke was Wang Fan.

At this moment, Wang Fan was still bound by the golden rope, standing still and unable to move, but he looked at King Yinjiao without blinking, his eyes were full of sarcasm and killing intent.

"What are you looking at?" King Yinjiao turned his head to look, without any fear.

Because Wang Fan was still tied with gold ropes, his body could not move.

Just as he was thinking about other ways to kill Wang Fan, the old woman's face changed drastically, and she was extremely panicked.

"My son, this guy is breaking free from the golden rope, think of a way!" The old woman suddenly began to chant the mantra in a hurry.

King Yinjiao immediately recognized that this was the "tightening curse" of the golden rope,
clap clap clap!
There was a sound like a rope splitting, and King Yinjiao's face changed accordingly.

Because he really saw that the incomparably flexible golden rope was being broken joint by joint.

a circle.

Two laps.

ten laps.

With the breaking of the golden rope, the old woman's face became paler and paler, and finally she couldn't hold it anymore, she spit out a mouthful of blood, and her whole body became listless.

Just as he spit out blood, the golden rope on Wang Fan's body suddenly became dimmed.

clap clap clap...

There was a sound of breaking, and all the golden ropes that had been entwined so tightly that Wang Fan could not move suddenly exploded, like golden snakes all over the sky, flying snakes in all directions.

Wang Fan stood where he was, twisted his neck, then looked at King Yinjiao firmly, and said coldly.

"Tell me, how do you want to die?"

(End of this chapter)