The sky in the wasteland gradually became brighter, and the dark curtains were fading. The early autumn wind was blowing on the wasteland. When the sun was not rising, the grassland was filled with chill.

Zhou Fan had already opened his eyes, and he lay on his side, facing the ghost burial coffin that seemed to be sleepless all night.

He still tends to call the monster a ghost burial coffin, because this is quite different from what the Black Dragon said about burying ghosts.

He reached out and, without seeing the ghost burial coffin, he transformed the red scales, square silver boxes, and green leaf cylinders around him one by one.

He tied the red scales to his waist in his clothes with a rope, opened the green leaf cylinder, and chewed the entire seven-sclerosis flower inside.

The Qishenhua was as bitter as snake gall, which made him frown, but he still swallowed it forcibly.

Warm and cool air rises from the belly.

Zhou Fan sat down, lifted his clothes and glanced at him, and a seven-petal white pattern appeared between his belly.

He knew that if he was attacked by others at this time, one of the petals would turn red, the redness would be hot and hot.

As long as he thinks, the petals can turn into special power and return them to the opponent twice.

How strong the enemy's attack is, the damage he can return will be twice as much as it does in a short period of time!

It can be said that the Qishenhua is a kind of trump card without a limit.

This is completely different from the Yunyin Nail he once had, and it is a bit difficult to compare.

However, the advantage of Qishenhua is that it can be used seven times!

Zhou Fan tied his clothes, stretched his waist and patted the man. It was like a beautiful morning when he got up every day.

He turned his head and glanced at the ghost burial coffin.

The three black shadow beasts that turned into lanterns in the Ghost Burial Coffin have returned to the car of the Ghost Burial Coffin and are playing.

A big and two small gray figure was still looking at Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan sneered, this is really perseverance.

He ignored the strange ghost burial coffin anymore, but took the giant sword placed on the ground.

After the giant sword did not have the golden talisman, he had never used it much.

But he practiced on the boat one big and one small alternately.

So he took out the nameless giant sword he got from the Sanqiu Village patrol camp.

After all, he didn't know if he would catch a trap like the Golden Talisman again.

If you catch a fish, only a giant knife is suitable for use.

Moreover, the giant knife cleans up those monster groups much faster than the slender rust knife.

But after following Zhou Fan for so long, the red and black giant sword material was a bit extraordinary, but the silver-white thin blade had some tiny gaps.

He had no choice on the wasteland, and danger might come at any time.

He thought about it, but he opened the silver box and took out the red spider from it.

The spider's appendage was shaking slightly.

He pressed the spirit spider on the red-blade giant sword.

The spider's legs scattered and grabbed the back of the knife, but there was no reaction again, and it looked like a clumsy spider who could not move.

Zhou Fan had expected this, so he stretched out his index finger and placed it in the mouthpiece of the Spirit Soldier Spider. The Spirit Soldier Spider's claws quickly closed and bit his index finger.

Blood was sucked into the cheetum's tooth tube.

Zhou Fan was just silent and allowed the spirit spider to suck his blood.

After a while, the spirit soldier spider released his claws and then he withdrew his index finger.

The eight spider legs of the spirit soldier spider suddenly appeared and pierced into the hard back of the knife.

The spider legs are constantly blending into the thick back of the sword, and the spirit spider is getting smaller and smaller, and gradually the whole spirit spider that emits red light is sank into the giant sword.

The thin silver blade was spreading with blood, and the blade gap that became bright red like blood was slowly repairing, giving people a bloodthirsty sharp feeling.

The red and black sword back also has tiny blood patterns. The blood patterns are the most dense near the hilt of the knife, which is consistent with the armor pattern of the spiritual soldier spider. It looks crookedly like the character De, which means that the color changes from black to blood.

Zhou Fan held the conical hilt, and he could suddenly feel a sense of joy coming from the giant sword.

He knew in his heart that the giant sword already had spiritual consciousness, but this spiritual consciousness was still very weak and it took time to grow.

And because it was a spirit spider who absorbed his blood and merged into the giant sword, he was born close to him and agreed to him as the master of the sword.

"Since you have spiritual consciousness, you can't always call you Wuming's giant sword..." Zhou Fan looked at the giant sword and pondered, "What if you call you Wuming?"

The spiritual consciousness of the giant sword instantly became weak, and he obviously didn't like the name of the sword.

"I really don't know the goods. Wuming's name is so powerful." Zhou Fan smiled helplessly. He glanced at the blood pattern of the character "De" at the handle of the knife, "How about you call it "De"? "

The giant sword's spiritual consciousness hesitated for a moment, and then made the name acquiesce.

"Just like it." Zhou Fan grinned and wrapped the Dezi Knife with a white cloth.

After the Dezi Sword truly grows up and becomes a spiritual soldier, there are much more talismans that can be pasted with its size than the Star Frost Rust Knife.

Zhou Fan did not think about it carefully. He carried the sword of De and looked at the motionless ghost burial coffin. If it was as Black Dragon said, this ghost burial coffin was the burial ghost of her era, then even if he really had the ability to kill the ghost burial coffin, it would not be of much significance.

The key is to solve the life and death crisis that has not yet arrived.

He thought about it and picked up the message talisman and sent a message to Li Jiuyue, telling him that he was safe and sound, but it took some time to deal with the ghost burial coffin so that he would not have to worry and continue moving forward.

Li Jiuyue quickly replied to him, saying that he knew, and if he really didn't catch up, he would have the convoy waiting for him on the edge of the wasteland.

Zhou Fan was relieved. After all, if there was a life-and-death crisis that was really difficult to deal with, he would not be suitable to go and look for Li Jiuyue and the others now.

He started having breakfast with his brother, finished his breakfast, and then started packing his things and going on the road.

As soon as he moved, the Ghost Burial Coffin did not run parallel to him, but followed him.

Zhou Fan sighed. The ghost burial coffin was hanging behind him, which was really uncomfortable, but he didn't want to have a conflict with the ghost burial coffin, so he could only let it follow.

Zhou Fan walked for a while, and he simply let himself go, using the De-Knife to clean up the monsters passing by.

Last night, he disappeared more than 300 big gray worms. He felt distressed when he thought about it. Now he could only kill some monsters and recover some interest.

Moreover, the growth of quasi-spirited soldiers also requires blood baptism, which is no different from the Star Frost Rust Knife, but the growth rate of the Dezi Knife should be faster than that of the Star Frost Rust Knife.

The ghost burial coffin that followed Zhou Fan ignored what Zhou Fan did. It just followed. Zhou Fan stopped and stopped, and Zhou Fan left.

Until noon, Zhou Fan stopped to rest and finished his dry food and was about to continue on the road, and stopped.

Because there was a girl in white dress walking towards him from the east.

Her face looked at Zhou Fan indifferently.
Chapter completed!