At the beginning of the game, I can manifest fantasy objects

Chapter 85
hum!
Zhang Jingming no longer held back, and secretly directly displayed the strength of the Life Spring realm. The source of divine power from the Sea of ​​Bitterness gurgled out, filling his right hand with a layer of gleaming green light.

boom!
Between the sparks of calcium carbide, he suddenly punched out, smashing open something that had reached his body and almost penetrated his body.

Zhang Jingming took a closer look and saw that it was an extremely inconspicuous gray needle as thin as a cow's hair.

call out!
Seeing that the sneak attack failed, the gray needle glowed brightly, turning into a golden light, piercing through the space and stabbing towards his chest.

chi chi chi...

At the same time, the golden light sprinkled by the young man in mid-air became more and more fierce. If it was just a continuous drizzle before, it is now a violent storm!
boom!
Zhang Jingming punched out with all his strength without any reservation, smashing away the golden needle that was stabbing his chest again, but the big rock above his head that was supported by one hand exploded directly.

puff!puff!puff!
Under the sky full of golden needles, his body-protecting divine light only lasted for a few breaths before it shattered. The sound of fine needles penetrating into flesh continued to be heard. He was directly pricked like a hedgehog, with blood oozing out from all over his body. Dye him into a bloody man.

"Jingming!"

Ye Fan, who was not far away, exclaimed, his expression changed drastically, and he watched Zhang Jingming fall in front of him, but there was nothing he could do.

Although he was not targeted by young men like Zhang Jingming, he had only initially opened up the sea of ​​​​suffering, and he had not yet had time to practice the "Lotus Treasure Mirror" obtained from that page of the golden book. Reluctantly.

At this time, Ye Fan's eyes were about to burst and his heart was in great pain. If he had the strength...

Zhang Jingming fell in a pool of blood, motionless, as if he had died with his eyes closed, and he didn't even have time to leave his last words.

tread!tread!
The golden light in the sky dissipated, and the young man lowered his rainbow light, stepped forward, glanced at Zhang Jingming who was lying in a pool of blood, then looked at the embarrassed Ye Fan, and strode towards him.

"Little brat, did you see that? This is what will happen to you if you dare to resist me!"

The young man had a look of pleasure on his face, the corners of his mouth slightly raised in a cold smile, and murderous intent looming in his eyes.

Although the little kid in front of him is only a little older and looks about ten years old, but now, it is impossible for young men to have the slightest soft-heartedness. Only by eradicating the root cause can the future troubles be eliminated!

"Ah! I ***! I want you to die!"

Looking at Zhang Jingming, whose whole body was pricked by dense golden needles, lying there, his robe stained red by blood, and blood flowing continuously under his body, Ye Fan roared, and the golden sea of ​​bitterness turned into huge waves.

call!
The bumpy boulder on his head was thrown forward by Ye Fan, and the bright divine pattern brilliance rushed out from the sea of ​​suffering under his navel, turning into a golden chain and rushing toward the young man.

At the same time, two balls of anger were burning in his eyes, and his body turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed towards the young man.

"The mayfly shakes the tree, beyond its own power!"

The young man smiled coldly, with playful eyes, admiring Mark's twisted little face, exuding the aura of a superior who wanted to take life and death.

Chi!
I saw divine flowers flashing in his sea of ​​suffering, and the glittering golden needle flew out, directly smashing the boulder into pieces, shattering Ye Fan's chain of divine patterns, and beating Ye Fan until he vomited blood and flew backwards, rolling down the mountain.

puff--

But at this moment, a ray of light with divine patterns suddenly penetrated the young man's chest from behind, piercing and shattering his heart.

"you!"

His face was filled with astonishment, and he turned around to see Zhang Jingming, who was barely holding up half of his body, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Let's die together!"

The young man roared one last time, and an extremely bright golden light flew out of his sea of ​​suffering and rushed towards Zhang Jingming, who was unable to move.

boom!
The golden light exploded, followed by a rain of blood that covered half of the mountain.

"Heh...heh..." Although the young man's face was full of unwillingness, he fell down with a "pop".

"Cough cough!"

Ye Fan, whose clothes were stained with blood and looked very embarrassed, coughed. Regardless of his injuries, he forced the source of his divine power to rush up, but he only saw the young man who fell to the ground and still managed to breathe. , and the burning flesh and blood not far away.

"Little... brat, is that... your brother... or someone else? He died so miserably, with no body intact! Nothing was left behind! Hahahahaha..."

The young man was at the end of his strength, but when he saw Ye Fan, he still managed to speak out. Regardless of the blood gushing from his chest, he laughed crazily as he spoke, seemingly extremely happy.

"die!"

Ye Fan's heart was filled with great sadness, and his face was constantly distorted. He took a step forward and punched the young man in the face.

boom!
The young man's head exploded all of a sudden, and red, white, and green were scattered all over the place, and he died tragically on the spot.

"Jingming..."

Ye Fan staggered forward and found that there was only fly ash left by the burning. Zhang Jingming did not leave even the last trace. In other words, the fly ash was the last trace.

He was devastated and the grief in his heart was beyond words.

The three of them, classmates, experienced the Nine Dragons pulling the coffin together, crossed the starry sky, and came to the far side of the starry sky. The three of them have been supporting each other, but now...

But in just one day, everything has changed!

Pang Bo was possessed by an unknown entity, his whereabouts were unknown, his life and death were uncertain, and Zhang Jingming...

"Jingming...wait for me...even if I go to poverty and fall into hell..."

"I want to become stronger! I won't let others dictate my destiny anymore!"

Ye Fan clenched his fists with energy, his joints clicked, and a stronger seed began to take root in his heart.

Originally, he had doubts about the "Lotus Treasure Mirror" and could not make up his mind to practice it.

But now, he has decided that he will practice this immortal method just for the sentence on it, "You can ascend to become an immortal if you practice it to a great extent."

If he becomes an immortal, he will definitely be able to find a way to reverse life and death...

All kinds of thoughts kept surging in Ye Fan's mind, and he gritted his teeth.

"This is what Jing Ming left behind..."

He gathered the fly ash together with both hands, and found a green copper block among them. He couldn't help but think of Zhang Jingming's eyes turning over and over to check the green copper block not long ago, with grief in his eyes.

Ye Fan carefully put the green copper block into his arms, dug a hole with his bare hands and buried a handful of fly ash, muttering something unknown in his mouth.

"I will become stronger! I will continue to live until I become the strongest. At that time..."

Finally, he stood up, temporarily suppressing the sadness in his heart, and looked extremely determined.

"That unscrupulous Heavenly Lord! Why did you, a little bit of a brat, come here? Do you want your life?"

At this moment, a voice came, and Ye Fan turned around and saw a fat Taoist priest standing not far away from the body of the young man.

(End of this chapter)