The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

When Chen Fan woke up again, it was already three days later. At this moment, he only felt sore and sore, and his head was muddy, as if he hadn't awakened from a hangover.

The first thing he did after waking up was to check his own state, and after realizing that there was no impact in his dantian except for the serious consumption of spiritual power, he finally took a breath.

"Huh! He is indeed a martial idiot. The first thing after waking up is to check the cultivation base, but don't you know how to observe the surroundings?"

The sound of the magic spear came to mind again, and Chen Fan turned his head to look at the magic spear that was about two meters long and about two meters in length, surrounded by black magic flames, was in front of him.

Different from other long spears, the body of the magic spear is densely covered with black veins like blood vessels, and the material is not visible. It is hoped that there is a surging power flowing through it and directly transmitted to the tip of the spear.

To Chen Fan's surprise, the tip of the gun was not normally visible metal, but a bony tip with cracks.

Although it was still sharp with a little cold light, it was also made of black material, and I don't know what kind of bones it was.

"Since I have been in a coma for so long and nothing happened, it means that this place is temporarily safe for me, at least... you are harmless to me!"

Chen Fan's words left the magic spear silent for a while, and then said: "You don't need to test it anymore, I really can't hurt you. Now that you have passed the trial, you can be regarded as half of my master!"

As soon as the magic gun's voice fell, Chen Fan did not give Chen Fan the slightest chance to interject: "But you shouldn't be happy too early. With your ability, it is not enough to control me now. Only when you reach the realm of Wuhou can you use it reluctantly. , During this time, I won’t listen to you!"

Facing the conditions of the magic spear, Chen Fan didn't comment. Since knowing that the magic spear was a magic weapon, he had already understood that it was impossible for him to surrender the opponent for the time being based on his own cultivation.

After all, it was the magic weapon that gave birth to wisdom, and if anyone could use it like ordinary soldiers, the name of the magic weapon would not be so loud.

"I know what you mean, the realm of Wuhou will not be too far away from me!"

These confident words made Magic Spear look at Chen Fan again.

Sometimes, self-confidence and arrogance are just a step away, and Chen Fan, who can say the previous words frankly, is obviously not arrogant!

At the very least, having such ideals and ambitions is in itself a powerful ability than ordinary people.

To know the entire Daxuan, the vast majority of people still have a Martial Spirit Peak who is the strongest monk at this moment.

From this point of view, we can see the difference between Chen Fan and others.

"After today, I will fall into a deep sleep, until you are promoted to the realm of Wuhou, can you try to wake me up, and then fulfill your promise and take me to the world!"

"When you were in a coma, the blood left over from your body was absorbed by me, and you and I have completed acknowledgment of the Lord. Since then, the blood is connected. You must not die easily, otherwise I will be implicated!"

Chen Fan didn't think of this blood-linked master recognition, but he responded extremely quickly, and immediately grasped the point from the words of Magic Spear.

"It's not up to me to decide whether to die or not. After all, I have a lot of enemies. I can't control you when facing them. I can't say when I will die in battle!"

Chen Fan's words are a bit rogue. He is already invincible in the Great Profound Realm. Where there is an enemy, who dares to be his enemy, so to speak is nothing more than to get some benefits from the magic spear that can be used immediately. .