Chapter 1511: Fight to the death (1/2)

The first thousand five hundred and twelve chapters

”Damn, the space talent, Dark Void, can't be displayed here... This treasure is specially designed to restrain space skills...” The Ninth Prince heard extraordinary words, unable to control the black hole like outside, and could not help but gritted his teeth, viciously. Scolded.

”But... Zhuo Bufan, do you think I will lose to you if I don't use Dark Void? Hahaha...”

In that ‘black hole’, there was a tingling laughter.

Whoosh!

A black stream of light flew out of the'black hole', and the troubled times splashed up. The'black light' stayed in front of Zhuo Bufan, standing in the sky, it was the Ninth Prince, but the Ninth Prince's hair was a little messy, and the clothes on his body were also broken. , Looks really embarrassed.

”Zhuo Bufan, you have successfully angered me.”

The Ninth Prince licked his lips, his eyes became more and more cold, staring at Zhuo Bufan like a sharp sword.

”Really? I want to know what kind of combat power the nine princes who are angered by me will have.”

Zhuo Bufan's eyes were not afraid, even with some anger, staring at each other closely.

The Ninth Prince did not speak, but there were several black mists on his body, like a swimming snake lingering around him, slowly raised his palms, the two palms condensed black light balls, and the two light **** slowly merged. Together, make a sizzling noise.

In a moment, the ball of light actually condensed into a black sword, the sword body was pitch black, wrapped in an evil black mist.

”Sword of Hell...”

The werewolf Keton standing high in the sky saw this black sword appear, and the corners of his eyes twitched suddenly, his eyes widened.

”Unexpectedly, the Fallen Angels actually bestowed the fifth highest treasure in the clan to the Ninth Prince, the sword of hell...” Roy also showed a trace of envy and muttered to himself.

”The Nine Princes are the genius of the fallen angel family. It is not surprising to give him a treasure, but this sword of **** is really a treasure!” Lord licked his lips, his face showing greedy desire.

When Zhuo Bufan saw the appearance of the black sword, he also felt a sense of evil and oppression. He couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth, ”The sword of hell, judging from the aura it exudes, it is almost comparable to the existence of a Horcrux... …Should be the pinnacle of the Ninth Grade Spirit Tool.”

You know, Zhuo Bufan exercised his life magic weapon Ice Emperor Rain Sword, spent several years, and used a lot of precious materials to forge it, and now it only exists in the fifth rank of spirit weapon, and among the hells of the nine princes, it is actually a spirit weapon. The Ninth Stage is only one step away from the Horcrux.

”Sure enough, compared with these forces that existed in the ancient times, I have too little background.”

Zhuo Bufan shook his head in his heart.

The Fallen Angels are an ancient race of blood. In the millennia of development, both the strength and the treasures in stock are far beyond his ability to compare.

The nine princes belonged to the genius of the fallen angel family, and it was understandable that they were given such treasures.

”Zhuo Bufan, today you are my stepping stone to become a true Profound Realm Sect genius!”