Quick wear: The male supporting actor ran away with a bucket

When the holy spiritual weapon was born, the vision lasted forever, and a large area of ​​​​the surrounding area was stagnant. When the vision disappeared, the surrounding sealed space shattered and disappeared.

Tu Yufan saw a letter in front of him. It was a letter from Bing Yulan. It said that Fenglixi was in her hands. If she didn't come over, she would wait to collect their bodies. There was also the Fenglixi sword spike on it.

"Mirror, where are Lixi and the others?"

Space-Time Mirror: "It's nothing, I'm just trapped in an Alchemy Realm cemetery. This should be considered an opportunity for the original plot of Fengli Xi."

"Then how did Bing Yulan get Fenglixi's sword spike?"

"Bing Yulan sent people to hunt them down, which caused your wife to lose her sword. Later, she took Feng Chaoyao into the cemetery and opened the mechanism inside. The pursuers could not get in. They will wait until your wife completes her cultivation. , those weaklings will be beaten to death soon."

Tu Yufan understood that Bing Yulan thought that he had trapped Fengli Xi, so he lied that he had arrested two people. Tu Yufan could not verify it anyway, and wanted to force Tu Yufan to go to Qi Lian City to see her in person.

"It seems that something happened to Bing Yulan's body after the last fight with me. Otherwise, if he knew my location and used this kind of grinding method, he might as well just come and kill me."

Space-time Mirror: "Brother Fan, what kind of trap should Qi Lian City lay for you? Do you want to go there?"

"Go, now we have broken through to the Heavenly Realm, and the Purple Sword has been re-refined into a holy-level spiritual weapon, and aren't there you guys as well?"

As long as spiritual weapons can be fused in this world, the higher the degree of fusion, the higher the strength will be to the same level as the spiritual weapons. However, if the general strength does not match, the fusion will basically fail. Tu Yufan has contracted two spiritual treasures, which brings a lot of convenience. .

"People who die quickly are those who are too confident."

"Mirror, I noticed how good your attitude was before. Why don't you say a few words that I like to hear now? Sure enough, things are fickle and people's hearts are changeable."

".......I'm not human."

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Tu Yufan picked up the purple sword and went directly to Qi Lian City. This time no one questioned him, but the city guards looked a little more frightened when they saw him.

When Tu Yufan came in, Luo Qing stood on the roadside and shook her head desperately. Tu Yufan glanced at her briefly but did not go over to talk.

He arrived at the city lord's mansion according to the address in the letter, and everything he saw in the memory of the weapon spirit was exactly the same.

"Master, please come with me."

A maid came over with an expressionless face. Tu Yufan could tell at a glance that she was a puppet, and its core was made of living souls.

Tu Yufan glanced around with his spiritual consciousness, but did not feel that a relatively powerful warrior appeared in front of him as an iron gate appeared.

He felt the fluctuations in space.

This door should be connected to another space. As soon as Tu Yufan stepped in, he felt the scorching temperature spreading, and his body felt a faint tearing feeling.

This was a stove that was like a hill. He felt as if the flames had penetrated into his pores, and he felt a dense pain.

"That woman wants to practice me? It feels very complicated. There seems to be some ritual arranged around her."

"Brother Fan, they should have high hopes for you, that's why they specially arranged such a complicated ceremony. Look, the huge sword in front of you is the body prepared for you."

Tu Yufan looked up, and sure enough he saw a sword shooting straight into the sky. Not far away, Bing Yulan stood aside, looking eagerly at Tu Yufan's side. Her aura alternated between strong and weak.

"Sure enough, there is something wrong with the body. Could it be that the fusion of this fake spiritual weapon can't cure it once and for all?"

Tu Yufan felt the metal-colored chains quickly bind his body, and scorching gas rushed towards his face. Tu Yufan immediately used space to cut off the intrusion of flames, preventing his soul from being pulled out of this world.

If it was really pulled out, it would probably be sent directly to his hometown.

Bing Yulan watched Tu Yufan close his eyes, his breath was weak, and the vitality of his body seemed to have been cut off, but his soul had not been pulled out, and his eyes couldn't help but become anxious.

As a concubine, she was not taken seriously at home. She has been relying on her own strength to become the leader of the alliance, and she has experienced countless life and death crises.

After she ruled the world's righteous sects, she originally wanted to refine a holy weapon to help her break through, but was betrayed by her tribe and almost died. Although she survived, her qualifications were greatly damaged. Even with the existence of the holy weapon, she could not become The realm of alchemy.

Seeing that her energy was about to reach its limit and her face was getting older and older, she secretly explored various ruins and found a way to refine spiritual weapons with unlimited souls in the forbidden area of ​​righteousness.

It's just that this kind of spiritual weapon is consumable, and defective products can easily drive the holder into madness. Compared with real spiritual weapons, the perfected fake spiritual weapon has no restrictions on spiritual body cultivation. It can be directly integrated with the body, allowing people to instantly have matching strength and power. Lifespan, but the soul of the fake spiritual weapon will slowly dissipate, and a new fake spiritual weapon must be used to extend its life, otherwise the strength will soon drop to its previous state.

Bing Yulan felt the vitality draining from her body, and her body was beginning to be covered with wrinkles and age spots. She wrapped her whole body tightly.

After waiting for a few days, Tu Yufan's body still showed no change. Under the cover of the space-time mirror, his breath had completely disappeared. Bing Yulan finally couldn't help but decided to take action herself. She jumped into the stove and stretched out her hand with exposed veins. Reaching for his heart.

When he was about to touch Tu Yufan, his eyes suddenly widened, a purple sword flashed by, and Bing Yulan fell to the ground in pieces, and was instantly swallowed up by the flames.

"How are you - not dead -"

Tu Yufan had previously thought about going up to do it, but found that there were densely packed heaven-level spiritual weapons around. If one or two of them could be cut with a purple knife, it would be a bit troublesome if there were so many, and it would be easy for her to escape.

Judging from Bing Yulan's appearance, she didn't have much time to lose. Sensing that Tu Yufan's vitality was cut off, he was ready to take action himself as he expected.

After dealing with Bing Yulan, the flames were not extinguished. Those heaven-level spiritual weapons lost their holders and all lost their vitality, falling everywhere.

"Yufan, are you okay?"

Feng Lixi's figure appeared at the entrance, followed by Luo Qing.

"I'm fine, where is Chaoyao?"

Feng Lixi's expression softened: "He is still in seclusion, thanks to Miss Luo for bringing me here."

"Come back later, you guys just stand still."

Tu Yufan scanned the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, and finally picked up the purple knife and pointed it at a place and slashed it fiercely. After an unknown period of time, the flames as big as a hill slowly extinguished, and finally retreated into a ball, turning into a fire pit several meters in size.

Luo Qing looked at the fake spiritual weapons all over the mountain and murmured: "These are all heaven-level spiritual weapons!"

"Yes, these souls can no longer return to their original appearance and can only be destroyed."

Tu Yufan threw these spiritual weapons into the fire pit. These souls had long lost their original souls and were already damaged souls. They would fall into madness and disappear soon.

"These - they are all heaven-level spiritual weapons!"

Luo Qing looked at the souls floating in the fire pit and choked up: "A Yuan——"

Feng Lixi also looked at the fire pit in silence.

Everything seems to have settled.