I Have a Three-Realm Auction System

The real locust clone of Wuxu is not very strong, but Zhou Fan is still waiting, the lion fights the rabbit with all his strength, let alone the real locust, the head of the ten sages!

"Strong Bull Demon Fist!" Zhou Fan directly used the Strong Bull Demon Fist without any hesitation.

With his current strength, using the powerful Bull Demon Fist, he really possesses the power of a landslide and tsunami, which is more powerful than the Bull Demon King.

boom!

A stubborn bull that flashed the light of mixed origin flew out from above Zhou Fan's fist and slew towards the real locust clone that came from the bombardment.

Although the real locust clones are powerful, under the powerful Niu Demon fist, they fell one after another, and then turned into a purple aura, and once again merged into the body of the Wuxu Zhen locust.

With a punch, thousands of real locust clones in the sky disappeared.

"Wuxu Zhen locust, if you want to kill me, you should use some housekeeping skills, otherwise you will really disappoint me." Zhou Fan looked at Wuxu Zhen locust with an indifferent expression.

"Hehe, do you really think you are qualified to challenge me if you kill some clones?" Wuxu Zhenzhu chuckled and shook his head. Randomly flipped his palm, and a purple gourd appeared in his hand.

"This purple gourd was personally bestowed by the emperor back then. It is named Heavenly Purple Gourd. Since I got this gourd, I have never used it. I will try it with you today. What kind of power does this gourd have? ." Wuxu Zhenzhu smiled slightly, but his smile was cold and frightening.

"Hmph, even a broken gourd dare to arrogantly claim heaven's way, really brazen!" Zhou Fan just snorted, but he was secretly wary.

This gourd is a reward from the demon emperor, and its power is naturally beyond doubt.

Coupled with the name of heaven, its power has to be raised to another level.

However, Zhou Fan didn't worry too much about this. No matter what methods the Wuxu Zhen locust had, he would do it all.

"Hehe, I hope you will be so easy to write after a while." Wuxu Zhenzhu chuckled, and then pulled out the gourd plug.

"Heavenly Purple Thunder!"

A purple thunder flew out of the heavenly purple gourd. The purple thunder did not seem to be very strong, and it could be said that it was no different from the thunder when it rained and thundered.

But at the moment when the thunder appeared, Zhou Fan's expression changed. From the thunder, he noticed a breath that made his heart palpitations.

This breath was even stronger than when he faced Emperor Ji Meng.

He knew that if he couldn't take this purple thunder, he would be killed here.

"Strong Bull Demon Fist!"

Zhou Fan squeezed his five fingers together and blasted out a punch again, and a reckless bull slammed toward the purple thunder.

"Huh, it's useless!" Wuxu Zhenzhu looked indifferent, and didn't care about Zhou Fan's counterattack.

The moment the bull slammed on the purple thunder, a frightening scene happened.

I saw the purple thunderbolt, directly piercing through the bull, as if it did not cause any obstacles to it, and then bombarded Zhou Fan with a thunderous force.

Crackling!

The purple thunder fell on his body, and flashes of electric light kept flashing, trying to obliterate Zhou Fan's flesh and blood.

After the thunder fell on him, Zhou Fan immediately mobilized the power of the five elements in his body to suppress it.

But what surprised him was that under the power of thunder, the power of the five elements had a tendency to collapse, facing the power of thunder as if facing an emperor, he did not dare to resist.

"What a terrible purple thunder!" Zhou Fan looked extremely solemn. He knew that if the purple thunder could not be wiped out, it would cause extremely serious damage to himself.

However, before he could take any further action, he got the **** pattern condensed by eighty-one ancient patterns in his palm, emitting a faint chaotic light, and bursting out a terrible suction force, directly sucking the purple thunder in.

The purple thunder entered the **** pattern, without even a bubble coming out, it was consumed away.

Suddenly, the leader Zhou Fan was also taken aback. He didn't arrive first, and the Shenwen had such power, and directly swallowed the attack from the real locust of the Wuxu Movement.

"It looks like your attack is not as powerful as you thought." Zhou Fan shrugged, looked at the Wuxu Zhenlocust, and said very seriously.

At this time, the real locusts of Wuxu were also in a state of horror.

Although he had never used the Purple Gourd of Heaven's Path, he was shocked by the power of thunder contained in it.

But why it fell on Zhou Fan? It just flickered for a moment, and then was consumed away, without even causing any harm to Zhou Fan.

"This is impossible!" Wuxu Zhenzhu's face was ugly.

This is a treasure rewarded by the emperor, how could its power be erased so easily?

However, the scene before him made him have to believe that there was something weird about this guy!

"Huh, you can hold a purple thunder from the heavens, and I don't believe you can be safe and sound." Wuxu Zhen locust gritted his teeth, and with a thought, ten purple thunders from the heavens flew directly from the purple gourd.

Facing the heavenly purple thunder, Zhou Fan was not as nervous as before. Since the **** pattern can absorb the power of the heavenly purple thunder, let it **** enough.

Therefore, he didn't have any defense, letting the purple thunder fall on him.

Boom boom boom!

Purple thunderbolts fell on Zhou Fan, making him seem to be a purple firework in full bloom, and the thunder light kept flickering, making people anxious for him.

However, the faint light of chaos flashed in the palm of the soul, and the suction surged again, directly sucking all the thunder into it.

This scene is exactly the same as before!

"The Wuxu true locust, it seems that your emperor's reward for you is not so good!" Zhou Fan looked at the Wuxu true locust, and said with a sarcasm, "Heaven's path purple gourd, that's it?"

After hearing Zhou Fan's words, Wuxu Zhenzhu's face was gloomy and uncertain.

It is naturally impossible for him to think that the treasure given to him by the emperor is a defective product. The reason why Zhou Fan is not afraid of the purple gourd is that there must be a protective treasure on his body that he does not know.

This protective treasure has a natural restraint effect on the power of thunder, which made the Heavenly Dao Purple Gourd not achieve the slightest effect.

Since the Heavenly Dao Purple Gourd is not good enough, change it. The reason why he was able to rank first among the Ten Desolate Ancient Saints is not the Heavenly Dao Purple Gourd.

"Boy, I have to admit that you are very powerful." Wuxu Zhenzhu looked at Zhou Fan, took a deep breath, then flipped his palm and put away the heavenly purple gourd.

"Then, are you planning to give up?" Zhou Fan smiled.

"Give up, you think too much." Wuxu Zhenzhu shook his head, "Next, you will feel what is called fear!"

"The Burial of Gods and Demons!"