The sky in the wasteland gradually brightened, and the darkness was fading. The wind of early autumn was blowing on the wasteland. When the morning sun did not rise, the grassland was filled with chills.

Zhou Fan had already opened his eyes, he was lying on his side with his back facing the ghost burial coffin that seemed to have been sleepless all night.

He still prefers to call that monster a ghost burial coffin, because it is quite different from the ghost burial that Hei Long said.

He stretched out his hand and, without being able to see the ghost burial coffin, materialized the scarlet scales, the square silver box, and the green-leafed cylinder beside him one by one.

He tied the scarlet scales to the waist of his shirt with a rope, opened the green leaf cylinder, and chewed the whole seven wounded flowers inside.

Qishanghua was as bitter as snake gall, which made him frown, but he swallowed it forcefully.

Warm air rises from the stomach.

Zhou Fan sat down, lifted his shirt and glanced at it, and a seven-petaled white emblem appeared between his belly.

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

As long as his mind moves, he can turn the petals into a special power and return it to the opponent twice.

No matter how strong the enemy's attack is, he can return twice as much damage as it does in a short period of time!

It can be said that the seven-injury flower is a trump card with no upper limit.

This is very different from the Yunyin Nails he once had, which is somewhat difficult to compare.

But the advantage of Qishanghua is that it can be used seven times!

Zhou Fan tied his shirt, stretched his waist, and patted the dude. It was like a beautiful morning when he woke up every day.

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

The three shadowy beasts that turned into lanterns in the ghost burial coffin have returned to the ghost burial coffin car and play.

The gray figures, one big and two small, were still looking at Zhou Fan without moving.

Zhou Fan sneered, this is really perseverance.

He ignored the weird ghost burial coffin, and picked up the giant sword on the ground.

After the giant sword did not have a gold charm, he never used it much.

But when he practiced on the boat, he practiced alternately with one big and one small and two knives.

Therefore, the nameless giant sword obtained from the patrol camp in Sanqiu Village was brought out by him.

After all, he didn't know if he would catch a set of charms like the Lijin Talisman again.

If it is caught, only a giant knife is suitable for use.

And the giant knife cleans up those strange groups much faster than the slender rust knife.

But after being with Zhou Fan for so long, the material of the red-black giant sword might be a little unusual, but the thin silver-white blade has some tiny gaps.

In the wasteland, he has no choice, and danger may come at any time.

After thinking for a while, he opened the silver box and took out the red spider.

The spider appendages were shaking slightly.

He pressed the Spirit Soldier Spider against the red-black giant sword.

The scattered spider legs grabbed the back of the knife, but there was no response, it looked like a clumsy spider that couldn't move.

Zhou Fan had expected this for a long time. He stretched out his index finger and placed it in the mouthpart of the Spirit Soldier Spider. The claws of the Spirit Soldier Spider quickly closed and bit his index finger.

Blood was sucked into the teeth of the fangs.

Zhou Fan just kept silent and let the spirit soldier spider **** his blood.

After a short while, the Spirit Soldier Spider loosened its claws, and he withdrew his index finger.

The eight spider legs of the spirit soldier spider flashed with blood, and pierced into the hard back of the blade.

The spider legs are constantly merging into the thick back of the blade, and as a result, the spirit soldier spider is getting smaller and smaller, and the spirit soldier spider, which is gradually exuding red light, is completely submerged in the giant blade.

The thin silver-white blade has blood spreading, and the blade gap that has become bright red like blood is slowly being repaired, and the blade gives a bloodthirsty sharpness.

The back of the red-black knife also has a small blood pattern. The blood pattern is the most dense near the handle of the knife, which is consistent with the pattern of the back of the Lingbing Spider. .

Zhou Fan held the conical hilt, and he could suddenly feel a burst of joy from the giant saber.

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

And because it was the Spirit Soldier Spider who absorbed his blood and merged into the giant knife, he was born close to him and tacitly accepted him as the master of the knife.

"Since you have spiritual knowledge, you can't always call you the nameless giant sword..." Zhou Fan looked at the giant sword and pondered, "How about calling you nameless?"

The spiritual sense of the giant sword wilted in an instant, and it was obvious that he didn't like the name of the sword.

"I really don't know the goods, the name Wuming is so powerful." Zhou Fan smiled helplessly, and he glanced at the 'German'-shaped blood pattern on the handle of the knife, "Why don't I call you a German-character knife, you How's it going?"

Judao's spiritual sense hesitated for a moment, and then acquiesced to the name.

"As long as you like it." Zhou Fan grinned and wrapped the German sword with a white bandage.

After the German character sword truly grows into a spirit soldier, it will be able to attach more talismans than the Star Frost Rusted Sword by its size.

Zhou Fan didn't think about it. He picked up the German sword and glanced at the motionless ghost burial coffin. If it was as Heilong said, the ghost burial coffin was the ghost burial of her era, then he was really capable of killing. The ghost burial coffin is of little significance.

The key is to resolve the life-and-death crisis that has yet to come.

After thinking about it, he picked up the message talisman and sent a message to Li Jiuyue, telling him that he was safe, but he needed a little time to deal with the ghost burial coffin, so that he didn't have to worry and move on.

Li Jiuyue quickly returned the message to him, saying that he knew, if he didn't catch up, he would let the team wait for him at the edge of the wasteland.

Zhou Fan was relieved. After all, if there is a life-and-death crisis that is difficult to deal with, it is not appropriate for him to go to find Li Jiuyue and the others now.

He started having breakfast with his buddy, and after breakfast, he started to pack up and hit the road.

When he moved, the ghost burial coffin did not run alongside him, but followed behind him.

Zhou Fan sighed~lightnovelpub.net~ This ghost burial coffin was hanging behind him, it was really uncomfortable, but he didn't want to 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, and while walking, he used the German character knife to clean up the strange things that passed by.

Last night, he lost more than 300 big gray worms. Thinking about it, he felt distressed. Now he can only kill some monsters and recover some interest.

Moreover, the growth of quasi-spiritual soldiers also requires the baptism of blood, which is no different from the Star Frost Rusted Sword, but the growth rate of the German Character Sword should be faster than that of the Star Frosted Rusted Sword.

The ghost burial coffin behind Zhou Fan didn't pay attention to what Zhou Fan did, it just followed, Zhou Fan stopped and it stopped, and Zhou Fan walked away.

Until noon, Zhou Fan stopped to rest and finish the dry food, and when he was about to continue on the road, he stopped.

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

She looked at Zhou Fan indifferently.

Zhou Fan's skin instantly got goosebumps.