After all, it has moved the foundation of others, which is indeed not good.

But now Zhang Wanlin seemed to be in a madness, double words were red, holding this sickle and just holding on to it.

"Don't you let me choose as much as I want?

I chose and didn't let me take it?

So rebellious? "

"Zhang Wanlin is not what you think."

Tie Shan said earnestly: "You said that you are dissatisfied that the reason why you are not allowed to choose this weapon is not only related to our lifeblood, but also to your life."

"This weapon is stained with the blood of countless celestial spirits. It is so heavy that it is unprecedented. If you take it, you will die!"

"And you are still a mortal, you must never move."

Zhang Wanlin smiled and said: "Then, if I succeed in taking this weapon, if I don't die, you promise to give it to me?"

"Of course it doesn't mean that."

Bull Head Demon said, "How can I give it to you, this is the treasure of our family.

How can we revive our family after losing him? "

Iron Fan said: "Of course so!"

"But the premise is if you don't want to die!"

"Mom, why do you talk like that, what he got is our heirloom treasure!"

The Tauren had a completely disbelief on his face. He didn't expect that the iron fan would help an outsider.

The iron fan said: "Don't worry, he can't get it. Throughout the ages, there have been countless big Luo Jinxians who wanted to control this baby, but they all missed and died on the spot."

"Do you think those gods don't know that we have such a treasure hidden here?

Why are you not willing to come and get it?

Not because of others, but because they can't afford it. "

"I don't believe that a mere mortal can be more powerful than a big Luo Jinxian!"

"If you take it and lose your life, don't blame us!"

Hearing this, the Bull Head Demon was relieved. It turned out that it was so, so he persuaded Zhang Wanlin: "We said what we said, and we naturally count, but Zhang Wanlin, you really don't fit this.

Hearing that he was about to lose his life, Ling Xue quickly said, "No matter how good Zhang Wanlin's weapon is, it won't work if I can't control it."

"Let's give him up."

Zhang Wanlin said: "How could I give up."

"Even if I give my name, I will get this weapon.

You say I can't control it, then I'll control it for you to see! ! "

As he said, Zhang Wanlin held the handle of the sickle, and suddenly lifted it, the mountain was more swaying, and a red light circulated around the sickle, flickering violently.

boom! ! ! The sickle was suddenly pulled up, and the vast force was pushed around like a raging sea.

The iron fan didn't expect Zhang Wanlin to be able to pick it up, but many people couldn't pick it up.

How is this done?

Especially he still has the identity of Shufan.

If a weapon represents the future of this person, then what does this peerless magic soldier represent?

The powerful force filled Zhang Wanlin's body, he wanted to vent, very viciously.

what! ! He yelled and swung his sickle towards the surroundings, and huge red marks were cut from the air, splitting the mountain wall, and marking a gap in the entire sky.

The enormous power stunned everyone present.

Compared with him, the secret treasures here are nothing short of a witch.

How could there be such a ferocious weapon in the world?

Zhang Wanlin put away the sickle in satisfaction, and this way, there is another chance to save Lingmei.

Tie Shan watched as Zhang Wanlin turned the sickle into a red light and took it as part of his bloodline. This weapon was already in his possession.

It will never be tolerated.

"Zhang Wanlin, you still have to hand over the weapon. Without this weapon, our Niutoushan would not be Niutoushan."

"I know you still want me to hand over the weapon."

Zhang Wanlin smiled and said: "I'm sorry, I personally say what I say, I will not pay if I don't pay!"

"you!!"

Niutou Mo said: "Zhang Wanlin, I can warn you, this is Niutou Mountain, you dare to oppose us!?"

Zhang Wanlin smiled, "Of course, why not?"

"Just right, I also want to try the power of this artifact and see if I can level your Niutoushan!"

"Huh! What a courage!!"

The tauren was about to call people, but the iron fan immediately blocked him, "Guest, you must have misunderstood! We never meant to oppose you."

"If you don't make it, it's okay. How about when we make friends with you in Niutoushan?"

"Well, you can."

"Okay, then I will order someone to treat you two well!"

Without any explanation, the iron fan pulled the Minotaur and walked out. The Minotaur was depressed and said, "Mom, what are you doing? When will you wait until you don't take them down?"

"This is our family heirloom!"

Tie Fan said: "Null Head Demon, now that he has a magical weapon in his hand, is he really unable to fight him hard?"

"The current plan is to slow him down first, and then find a way to get it back from him."

If you really want to fight hard, Iron Fan has not thought about it. The blow just now is enough to convince her that with this artifact, they are not opponents at all, I am afraid that Niutoushan will really be trampled on the ground.

Even if they retreat by ten thousand steps, they will be able to win, but they will suffer heavy casualties.

In addition, my husband is ill again. If there is something wrong, what should I do?

After the two of them had a meal, they arranged a place to stay for them separately.

He said: "It's not too late. I'll leave for the Snow Mountain tomorrow morning."

They can only stay, it is impossible to go there in the dark.

Gradually, without the artifact, the environment of Niutoushan began to change.

First of all, the magma is not there, and it has completely turned into stone, and accompanied by the disappearance, there is also the heat of high temperature all year round.

Niutoushan, which was originally fiery red, has become a dark hell, and there is still a bit of cold in the faint.

The Tauren did not know why.

"What exactly is going on?"

"Where did the magma go?"

"Fuck, it's too cold."

They reported it to Tiefan, who only looked outside faintly and said: "I see."

Zhang Wanlin was adjusting his breath alone in the bedroom, and the weapon inside his body gave him a huge unstoppable oppressive power. If it were ordinary people, he would really be captured and become a slave to this weapon.

Yes, this weapon is not exactly a weapon, but a living thing, a living thing.

The choice just now wasn't just Zhang Wanlin who chose him, but he chose Zhang Wanlin.

The two are as if they had made an appointment long ago, and will meet again at this moment.

The door opened.

Ling Xue walked in, she looked at Zhang Wanlin worriedly and said, "Zhang Wanlin, I don't think they will let us off like this!"

"Why don't we go tonight."