Super small Shennong

Chapter 285
What Wang Fan saw was a row of bronze chime bells. The shape was small, but it surprised him.

His eyes were full of doubt, surprise, and unwillingness.

"The magic weapon of the saint, it turned out to be the magic weapon of the saint!" Wang Fan muttered to himself, "How can there be a magic weapon of the saint in this kid? It's too abnormal!"

However, at the next moment, another long and deep bell rang. From the other end of the years, crossing the river of history, and coming here in the dark, it turned into a wave of oppression, pressing heavily on Wang Fan .Like a hundred thousand mountains, he couldn't breathe. Suddenly, he groaned and knelt on the ground.

He looked horrified: "The magic weapon of the saint, protect the master by himself? Or the magic weapon in charge of spiritual attacks, just a bell, and I have no resistance at all. What kind of freak is this kid? "

Sun Cheng suddenly felt that oppression disappeared, and at this moment, he heard the bell again.

There seemed to be some magical power contained in the bell, and he felt that his whole body suddenly became strong and powerful.Looking at this ocean of spiritual consciousness, I actually have a heroic feeling that the sky is big and the earth is big, and I am the master.

When he saw Wang Fan kneeling on the ground, he thought about the boost that the bell had brought to him just now, and he immediately understood.

Thinking of what the other party said just now, it is really unbelievable, the warrior of the Nether clan, outside the Milky Way galaxy...

In fact, a long time ago, through science, people have begun to grasp some secrets of the starry sky, and although Sun Cheng is not a crazy starry sky fan, he still knows the basic common sense.And Wang Fan's words just now are like a needle, gently piercing the previous understanding of the universe.

In the vast and boundless universe, is there other life?
The answer is obvious, the Nether race is definitely not a race on Earth, and it can even be said that they come from a distant galaxy.

At this time, Sun Cheng realized that his understanding of the world was still too small.

His thoughts have always remained on the one earth, despite the emergence of cultivators, monster races, and sea races.But it didn't make him feel the changes in the space of the earth.But now, after hearing Wang Fan's words, his perception of the world began to change.

He wants to know more about the universe.

"You kid, let me out quickly, when our army of the Nether tribe arrives, they will definitely raze the whole earth to the ground!" Wang Fan looked at Sun Cheng coldly.

However, he obviously didn't realize the current situation.

With a thought in Sun Cheng's mind, a spear appeared in his hand.

Although it wasn't the Dragon Soul Spear, there was no difference in appearance and shape. It was a weapon condensed by Sun Cheng with his spiritual consciousness.Since this is his consciousness, it is his world.

In this world, he is the creator.

Sun Cheng put his spear on Wang Fan's shoulder and asked jokingly, "Tell me more about the universe, otherwise..."

With a puff, as soon as he exerted force, the spear immediately pierced Wang Fan's shoulder.

At the same time, there was another long and deep bell.

Wang Fan was injured by the double attack, and the little golden figure was about to split apart, and a painful howl sounded.

"Speak quickly!"

With a wave of his spear, Sun Cheng pierced a shoulder again, and looked at him coldly.

At this moment, Wang Fan felt very regretful in his heart. If he had known that this kid was so difficult to mess with, he shouldn't have directly entered into this kid's sea of ​​consciousness just now.This is good, not only being controlled by the other party, but also at the risk of being tortured to death at any time.

In the world of spiritual consciousness, once you die, you are really dead.

Even if it is a Daluo Immortal, once his consciousness is destroyed, the whole person will die and disappear, and will no longer exist.

Just when he was feeling emotional, Sun Cheng shot him in the thigh, which made him completely collapsed.

"I said, I said, I will tell you everything I know!"

A smile appeared on the corner of Sun Cheng's mouth: "It's already like this, would I still make things difficult for you like this? But you look like this, how can I believe what you said? You know, I was almost killed by you just now. "

Wang Fan chuckled: "I can sign a ghost contract with you, and I will serve you as master for the rest of my life!"

ha?
Can this be done?
Sun Cheng looked at Wang Fan and always felt that this old boy was not holding back his fart. This time his long gun was on the opponent's chest, and he sneered: "You better not play tricks with me. This shot is better than before. It's much more powerful, you should understand what I mean."

"Understood, master, don't worry, the Nether contract is the belief of our Nether clan, no matter how cunning people are, they will not falsify the contract." Wang Fan said cautiously.

As he said that, he closed his eyes, and a black and mysterious pattern flew out from above his head, and then enlarged in space, with strange words on it.

Somehow, as soon as Sun Cheng's eyes fell on the contract pattern, the handwriting immediately became the Chinese characters he knew.

The content of the contract is mainly the relationship between the master and the servant, as well as the method of using the master.

"Need a wisp of my own consciousness?" Sun Cheng was taken aback, then closed his eyes at random, and the golden figure immediately separated a wisp of consciousness and entered the contract group.

Then Sun Cheng felt that there was a slight connection with Wang Fan, just like the ghost general Zhang Luo, as if he could make Wang Fan's soul fly away with a single thought.

After the master's contract was completed, Wang Fan said to Sun Cheng with an ugly face: "Master, can you take back the magic weapon?"

"A magic weapon? What kind of magic weapon?" Sun Cheng became confused. His eyes followed Wang Fan and landed on the row of bronze chimes in the center of the Sea of ​​Consciousness. "Are you talking about them?"

Wang Fan nodded immediately: "Master's holy weapon is so powerful, I can't move it at all now."

It seemed that Wang Fan was very afraid of the bronze chime bells, and Sun Cheng also realized that the sudden strengthening of his consciousness just now should be inseparable from the bronze chime bells.

Speaking of the origin of the bronze chime bells, Sun Cheng vaguely remembered that when he had not entered the Kunlun world, he got this row of bronze chime bells in a history museum, which seemed to be from the Shang Dynasty.

At that time, I didn't pay much attention to it. I didn't know how it got into my body, but I didn't expect it to be hidden in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The magic weapon of the saint?
Sun Cheng looked at Wang Fan and asked, "What is a saint's magic weapon?"

"Master, don't you know?" Wang Fan looked at Sun Cheng in surprise, "These bronze chimes, you don't even know that they are holy artifacts?"

"I don't know." Sun Cheng shook his head.

Wang Fan suddenly had a feeling of being cheated. He looked at Sun Cheng and said, "Musical artifacts are divided into common artifacts, low-grade artifacts, middle-grade artifacts, high-grade artifacts, mysterious artifacts, and heaven-grade artifacts. The weapon. Further up, it is the magic weapon of the sage. The dragon broken gun that you use, master, is an ordinary magic weapon."

Sun Cheng only knew about the classification of magical instruments into upper, middle and lower ranks, but he really didn't know the latter ones.

From what it sounds like, the sage magic weapon seems to be very powerful...

This bronze chime is actually a magic weapon of a saint?
(End of this chapter)