A mask covered his face, and in an instant, the majesty of the Lord of the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth surged out!
Boom!
The seal shone brightly, and infinite divine light exploded! In the seven-colored light spots all over the sky, Nangong Manyun's body gradually reorganized, and her slender waist was held in Zhang Fan's arms.
For a moment, all the copies were stunned!
They are the law of creation! They exist only because of the source.
But Zhang Fan actually saved the mortal who was killed by the law.
This kind of divine power is no less than creating the world out of thin air, and it possesses abilities that only saints can possess!
The purple-gold mouse jumped and landed on the cliff behind Zhang Fan, grinning and making squeaking sounds. The one it was staring at was the replica of the Purple-Gold Taoist.
Nangong Manyun slowly opened her eyes and saw an indifferent and ruthless mask.
She immediately stepped back and knelt at Zhang Fan's feet.
"Bashe, meet the master of the pawnshop of heaven and earth!"
Zhang Fan glanced at Nangong Manyun, then raised his hand and pinched it, and the fake Zhang Fan instantly turned into a ball of ashes.
Jiang Hai, Chongzi, and copies of Maarsen, Madali, etc., all died.
The purple-gold mouse grabbed its two big ears and watched its fake body, which had transformed into a human, turn into ashes. It immediately jumped further away, as if it was afraid of being implicated.
"The rules of Wanku Mountain have changed! The ancient tree with the mineral vein will be collected by the Heaven and Earth Pawn Shop! Do you have any questions?"
The Nangong sisters looked at each other and lowered their heads in silence.
"I'll take the snake away!"
With a wave of his hand, the body and bones of the Qionglong instantly transformed into a golden dragon-headed spear and flew into his palm.
"Scales of the Basilisk!" Nangong Manyun's sister suddenly shouted.
"Hmm?" Zhang Fan turned around and said, "You want it? The Basai Snake's reverse scale is in my hands, so I spared your lives. Why...if you want to die, just say so!"
Nangong Manyun grabbed the woman in ancient costume and said, "No, if the Lord of the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth wants it, he can take it away! But... Zhang Fan, that is the most important part of the mother snake! I hope you can return it when the mother snake revives!"
Zhang Fan waved his hand, and the purple-gold rat that had crawled into a hole in the earth flew back with a strange cry.
He held the purple gold mouse in his hand and couldn't help but smile!
"If it wants it, come find this rat. I will give the purple-gold rat the weapon of the Qionglong incarnation. If the python can beat it, it can take it away!"
As he spoke, Zhang Fan changed the spear transformed by the Qionglong into two daggers and handed them to the purple-gold mouse.
The purple-gold rat picked up two daggers with its claws and immediately showed off its might.
The two sisters were stunned. Seeing that he was so unreasonable, they were completely helpless.
Zhang Fan brought the purple-gold mouse out of the passage, flew up on his sword, and headed straight for the sacred tree of the mineral vein.
When he came to the right side of the sacred tree of the mineral vein, he saw a yellow-red Teng Snake with wings on its ribs, opening its big mouth towards him and spewing out flames.
Zhang Fan shook his head: "Silly snake, your mother was almost killed by the Qiong snake, and you are still having fun playing with fire! Well! I will give you a chance!"
Zhang Fan took out a little Samadhi True Fire from the Pawn Shop of Heaven and Earth and threw it down.
The Teng Snake was slightly touched by the Samadhi True Fire and turned into a pile of ashes, and thousands of years of practice were destroyed. However, in the ashes, a smart three-colored cauliflower snake swam out and raised its body to pay homage to Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan ignored it. He had taken the scales and heart of the Basai snake, so he should indeed respond. This Teng Snake was a son of the Basai snake. Now he had been reborn and practiced again. He could be considered to have regained his wisdom and regained the wisdom that he had lost due to the conspiracy of the Qiong snake. It was not an exaggeration to say that he had been reborn.
Moreover, although Taoist Zi Jin seemed to have lost his Dharma body during this training.
In fact, Taoist Zi Jin gained a lot of fortune during this experience.
Therefore, he can be said to be one of the biggest winners in this trip to Wanku Mountain. Poor Qiongshe's thousands of years of calculations have now been destroyed. But the Nine-Nine Soul-scattering Red Gourd has been specially guarded for Zhang Fan for countless years.
Although Zhang Fan would not have any mercy on it, his persistence showed that the Qiong snake was no ordinary monster.
Riding the flying sword, his speed was many times faster than when he entered the mountain.
Therefore, he arrived at the mountain range where the ancient tree and mineral vein were located very quickly.
Here he met Ma Dali.
At this time, Ma Dali was in such a miserable state that he no longer looked like a human. He had lost one hand, and half of his body had severe burn marks.
Moreover, Ma Dali's breath was very weak, and he almost looked like he was about to die.
Zhang Fan landed at the entrance of the cave, glanced at Ma Dali who was lying at the door, gasping for breath, and calmly took a step forward and walked into the cave.
"You're going to take it!"
Ma Dali suddenly spoke. His eyes were empty and lifeless, but they made people feel pitiful and sad.
"Yes! What do you want to say?" Zhang Fan didn't seem to be hiding anything.
Ma Dali slowly straightened up, a look of desolation appeared on his face. There were marks on his face like cracks in the soil, like a clay sculpture that was about to break.
"You can't take it away!" He pointed at the ancient tree deep in the mineral vein: "That is my only chance of resurrection! I want to be a human, not a bug!"
Zhang Fan frowned. He felt that Ma Dali was very sincere, and his tone was full of emphasis. The decline in his eyes did not make him feel desperate, because he knew that with the mineral vein and ancient tree, he could revive again.
"Then...what does it have to do with me?" Zhang Fan blinked, as if he could not understand Ma Dali's feelings at all.
"You, you are the master of the Pawnshop of Heaven and Earth, you don't need such worthless things. But if you take it, you will kill me! You will bear the consequences and my resentment! You will die miserably!"
Ma Dali shouted loudly, like a child protecting candy.
But there was no fluctuation on Zhang Fan's face, and there was even a hint of mockery.
"You are just a bug. If you want to be a human, you must first learn to admit that you are not a human! Jiang Hai reincarnated nine times, and in the end, in order to repay a lifetime of kindness, he would rather commit suicide. This is a human! What are you? You are lucky to be chosen by this evil tree, so you think eternal life is within your reach? Let me tell you, you are dreaming!"
Zhang Fan took a step forward indifferently and headed straight for the ancient tree of the mineral vein!
"No, I don't want to turn into a bug! I won't allow you to take it away!" Ma Dali screamed and rushed towards the ancient tree of the mineral vein. His breath became disordered, and a ball of light seemed to explode in his body.
"Mad man!" Zhang Fan's face changed and he took a step back.
There was a loud rumbling sound, and Ma Dali jumped into the pit and exploded in mid-air!
It gave up eternal life and chose death, like a puppet controlled by the sacred mineral tree.
Zhang Fan walked closer. The air was filled with dust that looked like broken pottery. As for the ancient mineral tree, there was no sign of damage.
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