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Among the mid-stage monks, who doesn’t have one or two flying magic weapons?
However, when Fengwu Feiboat flew away, everyone was stunned!
So fast?
It is almost as fast as the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivator.
It is not surprising that a small flying magic weapon with extremely fast escape is carried by many people, which can be used by one or two people. But this flying boat is obviously a large flying magic weapon, enough to accommodate dozens or hundreds of people. It is unheard of to be able to fly at such an extreme speed.
This young Medical Saint Xiao really has many secrets.
Although the speed of Fengwu Flying Boat escapes quickly, it is still a little slower than that of the Nascent Soul monk.
It was originally possible that I could reach Wuqingchuan in three or four days, but it took me six days to fly the boat.
However, the journey went smoothly and there was no obstacle or entanglement. Occasionally, I saw some ignorant and low-level ghosts. Xiao Fan drove the flying boat and threw it away from him, too lazy to fight with them, and wasting his magic power and wasting time.
On the afternoon of the sixth day, a huge underground rift appeared in front of everyone.
Compared with this underground rift, the Xingfei River was similar to the small ditch that children casually drew under the ground. The most famous East Africa Rift on Earth is not even a small ditch, with the most It is a white mark from the fingernails.
The terrain of the wild world is really unique.
This place is already the depth of the wild world. Of course, it is still far from the real central area and cannot even get along. But that's because the wild world is vast enough. It does not mean that Wuqingchuan is still on the edge.
According to Fan Ming, if you are lucky, you can already encounter many monsters of level 9 and level 8 in the past.
For these middle-level Nascent Soul cultivators, the level nine and level eight monsters are naturally unattractive, but when they get it, they are a large amount of spirit stones, and countless golden elixir monks will fight for it. .
But now, wherever you see, there is a dead silence on the vast wilderness. Not to mention high-level monsters, there is not even an ordinary beast. The wild world is actually the same as the human world, and the number of ordinary beasts far exceeds that of monster beasts. .One of the thousands of ordinary beasts is needed to have a strange monster.
The proportion is smaller than that of monks in the human world.
Because monsters can be passed down from generation to generation, the descendants of monsters are all monsters, and the difference is that their bloodline is pure or not.
But the descendants of human monks may not be all monks. Many famous monks often have only one son and only daughter, which is actually a misunderstanding. They have many children, and there may be several. But they have spiritual roots. , but there is only one who is really suitable for cultivation. The lifespan of a monk is far greater than that of an ordinary mortal. After decades, those children without spiritual roots have turned into loess, and only the one who is suitable for cultivation survives. In the eyes of outsiders Inside, this is the only child and the only daughter.
Even many monks’ children are not suitable for cultivation, but those with spiritual roots can be found among their grandchildren.
There are countless such things.
However, if both husband and wife are high-level monks, the possibility of having spiritual roots is much greater for children born to them. There are no more than ten thousand cultivators among ordinary mortals. Children of high-level monks are suitable for practicing. The ratio is sometimes as high as two to one, and even each is suitable, but the spiritual roots are different.
This is very normal, and it is in line with the principle of eugenics.
It is completely unreasonable that there is no ordinary beast in the vast wilderness.
Fan Ming walked out of the flying boat, stood beside Xiao Fan, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Xiao, we encountered ghosts attacks at the bottom of Wuqingchuan last time. Do you need to go down and investigate?"
Xiao Fan said slowly: "Since it has arrived, there is no reason to return without success."
"Once a ghost has intelligence, it is very cunning."
Fan Ming reminded him.
The ability to ambush the dignified hunting king and the ghosts is really not inferior.
Xiao Fan nodded slightly and said, "So we have to keep a backup."
Any skilled commander will try every means to leave the reserve team when commanding a battle. Fighting without the reserve team is very dangerous.
Xiao Fan knew this very well.
After a brief discussion, Xiao Fan, Fan Ming, Mr. Bing and Wuwei Zhenren went to investigate at the bottom of Wuqingchuan. The other five stayed in the sky as support. If they were ambushed by ghosts, they would not be
Make dumplings.
A figure flashed, Xiao Fan and four others left the flying boat and slowly descended to the bottom of Wuqing River. In this group of four, Xiao Fan and Mr. Bing both practiced the power of the yang spirit, which was quite effective in dealing with ghosts. Wuwei True Man
Those who practice masculine skills are also masculine skills, while Fan Ming is the "guidance".
As soon as Xiao Fan left the flying boat, the others flashed out of the flying boat. Facing different directions, the power of divine thoughts was released and full of vigilance.
Although this is not the central area of the wild world, it is the first place where ghosts appear. I am afraid that all the weird things in the wild world are now here. If this is true, according to common sense, there will be "heavy troops stationed" of ghosts here.
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Xiao Fan's robe trembled and he put away the Fengwu Flying Boat.
The four of them had just reached forty or fifty feet deep, and the surroundings were already covered with ice and coldness. The stone walls were covered with white frost, and the extremely cold winds rolled up from the bottom of the river.
A green light shone in Xiao Fan's eyes, his spiritual consciousness was wide open, and the power of his spiritual consciousness was protruding hundreds of feet away.
But no matter whether it is the divine power of the heavenly eyes or the power of divine thoughts, I never noticed any difference. When I saw the dark fog surging, even the resentful spirits of the spirit beast ring were still sleeping, without any movement.
Ghosts and resentful spirits are the most sensitive.
This guy is a foodie!
Although Xiao Fan and others had deliberately suppressed their escape speed, they quickly reached thousands of feet deep.
Fan Ming, who was leading the way, suddenly held down the escape light and his eyebrows suddenly raised.
"The situation is wrong..."
Fan Ming shouted in a deep voice.
“What?”
Wuwei Zhenren asked.
"The terrain here has changed, and there was no such deep trench before..."
I saw a dark deep ditch appearing in front of everyone. The mist and wind kept surging out from this deep ditch. It was nothing, the key is that this deep ditch seemed to have the evil that swallowed the power of divine thoughts.
With Xiao Fan's powerful spiritual consciousness far superior to that of a cultivator of the same level, the power of the divine thoughts penetrated into the deep groove, and there was no return.
It seems to be a bottomless abyss.
Wuwei Zhenren said in surprise: "This is the abyss..."
What's so surprising about having a deep ditch?
Fan Ming shook his head repeatedly, his face became more and more serious, and he said, "No, I came here last time, and I can definitely not have this deep ditch... Brother Wuwei, I am a hunter!"
Hunting monsters in the wild world, familiarizing yourself with the terrain is an extremely important part. A hunter who can remember the terrain incorrectly has long become a food in the belly of monsters. How can he become a hunting king of a generation?
"In this way, this is the source of the weirdness..."
Wuwei Zhenren said, turning his head to look at Mr. Bing to see how he decides.
Mr. C's eyes flickered, staring at the dark deep groove, and it was difficult to make a decision for a while.
Before entering, the aura that came out of the deep groove was already suppressing their skills. The power of the Supreme Yang and the power of the essence can certainly restrain the ghost skills, but in turn, the ghost skills are at the same time.
The natural nemesis of the power of Yang and Sperm.
Mr. Bing had not made a decision yet. The resentful spirit who was sleeping soundly in the spiritual beast ring suddenly woke up and excitedly passed the message to Xiao Fan, wanting to come out immediately. The spirit beast that Xiao Fan did not live in the resentful spirit.
The ring sets a ban, and the vengeful spirit can come out at any time as long as it is thought out. However, this time it was a collective action, so Xiao Fan sets a ban on the spirit beast ring. Without his permission, the vengeful spirit cannot appear at will.
"Beware of it everyone!"
Xiao Fan shouted softly, the green light shining brightly, and the dragon scale armor appeared, instantly wrapping his whole body.
Mr. Bing, Wuwei Zhenren, and Fan Ming are both veterans who have been through the killing formation. When they saw Xiao Fan in this way, they knew something was wrong. They immediately moved and spread around, showing their treasures.
I saw a burst of ghost crying in the deep ditch, and countless dark ghost shadows emerged from the bottom of the ditch. The blue ghost fire shone brightly in the eyes, and it was obvious that it was as ignorant as the ignorance I had encountered before.
The low-level ghosts of consciousness are very different. At least they also have cultivation levels in the middle and late stages of foundation building, many of which even have spiritual pressure in the Golden Elixir stage.
Whether in the Foundation Establishment Stage or the Golden Elixir Stage, it is naturally insignificant to Xiao Fan and others.
However, the number of these ghosts is too large.
There is a saying, "Ants chew on elephants"!
Xiao Fan flipped his wrist and the dark soul-gathering bowl appeared in his palm.
This magic weapon was previously handed over to the resentful spirit for custody, and Xiao Fan only "borrowed" it from the resentful spirit again not long ago. However, Xiao Fan clearly felt that after being cultivated by the resentful spirit for more than ten years, the Soul Gathering Bowl was
The power is far better than before. Although the old demon Weiling was a ghost cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, how could he compare to the natural ghost spirit's understanding of ghost skills?
Xiao Fan pinched his left hand and chanted a spell in his mouth. The black light on the soul-gathering bowl was shining brightly, and a vortex appeared. The ghost rushing to the top suddenly squeaked in horror, and his body was sucked in by the vortex.
The body made of black fog shrinks instantly, and no matter how hard it struggles, it will be in vain. The power of the soul gathering bowl is not something they can resist.
"Ghost Magical Weapon?"
Fan Ming and others were all surprised, and their eyes looked at Xiao Fan became quite strange.
Each of them could sense that Xiao Fan's practice of martial arts was grand and righteous, without any evil spirit. Although the leaders of the seven major sects in Jinzhou City may not be considered righteous figures, for those who practice the purest righteous martial arts in this way
The monks will still have respect in the dark. This is one of the reasons why Xiao Fan's prestige in Jinzhou City continues to rise.
But he didn't expect Xiao Fan would sacrifice the magic weapon of ghosts.
However, it seems that this magic weapon has extremely powerful power, and a large number of ghosts were sucked by the Soul Gathering Bowl. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!