Suddenly, a powerful pressure suddenly enveloped the two of them, causing their bodies to sink hard. With a few crunching sounds, the rocks under their feet cracked, and their internal organs began to crack.
They all seemed to have been hit with a heavy hammer.
"snort……"
"snort……"
The two of them couldn't help but let out a groan.
"Mr. Zhang, should we... continue?"
Ninja Jima felt severe pain in his internal organs and looked at Zhang Fan and asked.
Facing this powerful pressure without any resistance, Jima felt a sense of fear in his heart. He felt that his life could be taken away at any time!
"continue."
Zhang Fan replied.
Under this strong pressure, it was very difficult for them to move, let alone go down the mountain. Continuing was the only way out.
After saying that, Zhang Fan began to recite the mantra for the second time. After the second mantra was recited, the pressure became a little stronger. Zhang Fan and Jima's legs began to shake unconsciously, and the altar
The shaking became more violent, and the soul energy around them became even thinner.
Zhang Fan stabilized his mind, took a deep breath despite the pressure, and began to recite the mantra for the third time.
As soon as Zhang Fan finished speaking, the altar stabilized with a clang, and the soul energy around Zhang Fan and Jima completely disappeared.
"Mr. Zhang, look!"
Jima pointed to the top of the mountain and shouted excitedly.
I saw a huge wave of soul energy rising from the top of the mountain, like an evil beast, making a roaring sound that shook the sky. Under this powerful energy, the vegetation on the top of the mountain instantly turned into powder.
As time goes by, the huge wave of soul energy shrinks little by little. After a few breaths, it turns into a dragon-shaped hurricane, but its volume is still compressing, and finally forms a ten-meter-long hurricane composed of soul energy.
sharp sword.
"Keng..."
Just listen to the giant sword making a sound, and after spinning a few times in mid-air, it stabbed straight into the sky. After rising nearly a hundred meters, it slashed down with thunderous force.
The location struck by the heavy sword shattered like glass, and at the same time, a crisp sound of "crack-clack" was heard.
At the location where the space was fragmented, the raging space turbulence was clearly visible, and the space hurricane was clearly audible. It was the first time Jima saw such a scene, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited. He quickly took out his mobile phone and took a few photos.
This is definitely their capital to show off in front of those who have never seen the world.
At this time, he was surprised to find that the pressure that had caused his body to burst had disappeared.
At this moment, a silvery-white light appeared at the crack in space. As time went by, the area of this light became larger and larger. What finally appeared in front of everyone was a silver scale hook the size of an adult's palm.
.
"Come out! Come out! Mr. Zhang!"
Jima shouted excitedly.
A faint smile appeared on Zhang Fan's face, and his hard work for so long was finally not in vain.
"Mr. Zhang, the scale hook has come out. Should we get the scale hook in mid-air into our hands?"
Jima asked.
"The space that was cut open by the giant sword of soul energy has not been completely sealed. If we rush there now, it may be dangerous. Things have already come out, so why are we in a hurry?"
Zhang Fan answered.
"That's true..." Jima muttered.
The two continued to stare at the high-altitude silver scale hook and the surrounding environment. After about ten minutes, the space cracks were completely closed, the soul energy sword was completely dissipated, and the silver scale hook that was originally floating in the air slowly fell down.
"Let's go..." Zhang Fan winked at Jima.
The two of them mobilized the energy in their bodies and went straight to the top of the mountain. Since Ji Ma was stronger than Zhang Fan, he reached the top of the mountain first. When he saw the scale hook lying flat on the ground, he grabbed the scale hook.
stand up.
After seeing Zhang Fan going up the mountain, he quickly walked to Zhang Fan's side and handed the scale hook into Zhang Fan's hand. His subconscious behavior was enough to show Zhang Fan's prestige in his heart.
"Next, we can go to that well to grab the Juyuan Liquid."
Jima said a little excitedly.
Zhang Fan smiled, then picked up the scale hook and took a look.
The hook of the scale is entirely silver, with no writing, pictures or text on it.
"Mr. Zhang, does the silver layer on the outside of the scale hook need to be removed like the black and gray layer on the outside of the scale weight?"
Jima asked.
"It's not clear yet. There was a lot of movement here just now, and it must have attracted some people's attention. Let's clean up the altar first and then talk about it when we go back."
Zhang Fan said.
"good."
Jima responded.
Soon, the two of them returned to the altar. The moment Zhang Fan's hand touched the sacrificial rod, the sacrificial rod instantly turned into flying ashes and dissipated between heaven and earth.
At this time, Jima also touched the plate holding the big cake, and the plate and the big cake turned into fly ash and disappeared between the sky and the earth.
Zhang Fan and Jima both looked surprised. After looking at each other, they continued to touch other things on the altar. They saw that the things on the altar turned into flying ash one by one. In the end, even the altar turned into flying ash.
Ash.
Looking at the empty place where the altar was originally placed, Zhang Fan smiled and shrugged, saying: "It's just right, let's save it by packing it up."
"That's the truth."
Jima smiled.
Then, the two of them walked down the mountain together, and soon they saw Huang Qingyun.
Huang Qingyun was pacing there with an anxious look on his face. Something strange had just appeared on the top of the mountain, but nothing strange happened at the Xiongyan location where Zhang Fan and the others were. As a retreat, he did not dare to rush up the mountain, but he was really anxious waiting.
Because the distance between Huang Qingyun and the top of the mountain was too far, and the silver hook was very small, even though he had Qi cultivation and his eyesight was much better than ordinary people, he did not see the silver hook emerge.
When Huang Qingyun raised his head, he suddenly saw Zhang Fan and Jima. He shouted excitedly, "Brother Fan..."
While shouting, he ran towards Zhang Fan, and then asked with concern: "Brother Fan, are you okay?"
"Isn't this good?"
Zhang Fan smiled and said, "I got the things..."
Zhang Fan handed the silver scale hook to Huang Qingyun. Huang Qingyun waved his hand, "Brother Fan, I won't look at it now."
The three of them went down the mountain and went directly back to the city without staying there.
The four of them found a Western restaurant and sat down in a private room.
"Brother Fan, does the silver layer on the outside of the scale hook need to be removed like the black and gray layer on the outside of the scale weight before proceeding to the next step?"
Huang Qingyun looked at the silver hook and asked the same question as Jima.