Chapter 447: Wan Jian Guanghan bluffs three souls and seven souls
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The sword light gradually enlarged in Master Yingsha's pupils. I thought back to the first time he encountered this scene, he was more or less confident that he could stop it. But now, looking at the amount of energy shooting out,
In the cold light, he felt that his whole body was shaking, his heartbeat had almost stopped, his legs were shaking, and he could not even maintain his position in the air.
"Sect... Sect Master, I... I'm afraid!" Before he could finish his words, Master Yingsha dwarfed his body like a frightened bird, lowered his head, turned around with a stumbling sound, turned around and ran away.
What kind of experience can make a human immortal in the middle stage of Qi Transformation say "I'm afraid"? What kind of fear can make an ancestor who has lived for more than two hundred years regard his sect as master?
Ordered him to apply oil on the soles of his feet and run away? At this moment, everyone opened their mouths, watching Master Yingsha blush, watching him turn around, watching him resolutely plunge in without hesitation
When you get down to the ground, you would rather fall and eat shit than dare to take advantage of it.
Lang Fei also didn't expect that Master Yingsha would actually have a shadow in his heart after seeing the power of Wanxiang Senluo Sword for the first time. At this time, he only met him once, and he was like a mouse.
Like a cat, he immediately ran away. In vain, he pretended to be righteous before entering the devil's palace, but he didn't expect that it would be so useless at the critical moment. The old man took the monk medicine and pretended to be okay, but to say
It has happened several times before and after, it’s so difficult![
He was afraid of fighting and ran away. Lang Fei looked up and saw the dragon seal flying towards him. He didn't care to chase him and slapped him in his hand.
When Niutou saw this scene, he grinned. "Brother, if there is a chance, we will meet again one day!" After saying this, half of his body was like star sand blown by the wind, and immediately turned into little stars and disappeared.
.And after Ma Mian nodded to him, he also followed Niu Tou's footsteps.
"Two brothers! The opportunity you mentioned... in the end... in the end." Before Lang Fei had time to finish his words, he suddenly felt the dragon seal on his hand shake, and a wisp of green smoke drifted from the position where the bull-headed and horse-faced face was standing, and he was directly struck by the seal.
Shang Heilong inhales it in one gulp.
"Weapon spirit? Isn't this what Brother Niu is talking about?" Suddenly thinking of the introduction about the weapon spirit, Lang Fei couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Generally speaking, anything containing spirituality such as a spiritual weapon, as long as the main body is not damaged to the point of being difficult to
When it comes to restoration, as long as you are willing to put in the effort and energy to nurture it, it will eventually return to its original state one day.
Thinking of this, he secretly made up his mind and at the same time looked through the dragon seals on his palms. He planned to check whether he had suffered any injuries in the rainbow light, but he couldn't see any wounds after turning around. Lang Fei couldn't help but froze, thinking to himself
"How come you don't see any damage?" Then he transferred his energy into the dragon seal without giving up.
As soon as Yuan Lifang submerged into the Dragon Seal, a message suddenly flowed through his mind. "Yam Luo Seal!" The real name of this low-grade immortal weapon. Along with it, there is also an introduction to the sacrificial refining method and function. Keep the sacrificial refining method in mind.
, another description of the function of the dragon seal flashed in his mind.
Its name is "Yan Jun's Seal!" In addition to sealing down the Yin Soul, it can also induce the Yin Evil Spirit, dragon veins and other earth energy to ward off the enemy! This short sentence made Lang Fei feel suspicious again. "This thing can induce the Yin Evil Spirit."
Qi? Isn’t this devil’s palace filled with evil energy? Since it is a weapon spirit, why can’t Zhong Kui, Cui Jue and others use it?”
While he was thinking wildly in his mind, the ray of energy that had just entered Yan Jun's Seal to detect the injury suddenly stopped. After finding out this anomaly, Lang Fei suddenly came back to his senses. After careful analysis, he saw the entire core area of the dragon seal.
It was wrapped in a circle of colorful rainbow light. Looking at its color, it was astonishingly the same as the rainbow light emitted from the surface of the jade screen before. "Hey, it turns out that this Yan Junyin is not damaged, it is just damaged by this unknown
The colorful light has been sealed. The strange thing is that the bull-headed brother said such confusing words. In this case, I think that as long as the outer seal is broken, I can meet him again. "
Feeling that it was difficult to dissolve the rainbow seal with his current cultivation level, Lang Fei had no choice but to put away the dragon seal first, and then went back to observe the movements of the Dao Demon monks from the second sect.
Master Ying Sha fled away from the fight because of his inner demons. He thought that he would inevitably be laughed at and scolded, but after he gave way to Lang Fei, he stopped the flat sand and falling wild goose posture, and looked up suddenly, only to find that everyone was
He didn't pay attention to him, so he was stunned. He looked behind his butt and saw the gap between Langfei's legs. Looking forward, he saw that the originally powerful Netherworld Chakra "thumped" like a dead thing.
With a loud sound, he fell from mid-air to the earth.
In this way, how could anyone care about him? First, the nearest Master Zen, then the Nether Fairy of the Heavenly Demon Sect, then the Heavenly Sword Sect, the Heavenly Demon Sect and several other people nearby, all swarmed towards the Great Netherworld Chakra.
And left. At this time, Yunxia, Xuesha, Qingjun and other six people were still not close to each other, and they were worried about the rainbow light that would erupt again at an unknown time, and they did not dare to fly away against the wind. They could only rely on Xiu
For the strength of his feet, he flew close to the ground.
Everyone had heard what Niutou said to Lang Fei just now, and had seen the subtle changes in his expression after he obtained the dragon seal, so they had more or less guessed some clues. But even so, no matter how bad it was, it was
Immortal artifacts are just like the fragments that were damaged due to the collapse of heaven and earth in ancient times and scattered in various places. Once obtained by monks, if they are auctioned, the value of a palm-sized fragment of a low-grade immortal artifact is also
It's enough to be better than a low-grade spiritual weapon. This is just a fragment. Take the Great Netherworld Wheel in front of you as an example. This is a complete middle-grade magical weapon. Although it is currently injured by the rainbow light and has become completely spiritual,
But judging from what Niu Tou just said, it is possible to restore the previous power. After thinking about it in detail, how could the monks not go crazy about it.
Yan Junyin is also an immortal weapon, and it is also coveted by all the monks, but once it was obtained by Lang Fei, not only was this kid not a fat sheep, but he also had a tiger and a bird around him, which made him particularly troublesome. Presumably even the blood demon holding the spiritual weapon
, Feng Ming, Yao Yan, it is difficult for any one of them to capture him by himself. Secondly, the Great Netherworld Wheel, which is even better than Yan Junyin in terms of quality, is still the owner's property, so why bother with it?
After all, I have to make that kid angry.
The result of thinking like this was that Lang Fei stood in the distance with a tigerish expression on his face, but he didn't know that the monk flying past him didn't even look at him. On the contrary, this boy breathed a sigh of relief.
At the same time, I felt a little unhappy.
At this time, the Zen Master who was closest to the Great Netherworld Chakra and the Netherworld Fairy both dared to come closer. When the energy was heard, the Zen Master’s raised right hand suddenly produced a suction force, picked up the Great Netherworld Chakra and ran away.
.At this moment, I heard a clear and sweet ringing of a bell, and there was actually a silver bell collar in the hand of the Nether Fairy. Following the sound of the bell, silver bells like flower bones flew out one after another, one, two, and three.
One, four... one after another hit the Great Netherworld Wheel.
Originally, the first silver bell hit the target, and Monk Chan was still able to hold his ground, but in just a blink of an eye, when he hit the seventh bell, he suddenly felt a shock and his strength could not be sustained. The big bell was already close at hand. The Netherworld Wheel unexpectedly made a 180-degree reversal, and was surrounded by twelve silver bells at the front and back, heading straight towards the Netherworld Fairy.
"Humph!" Seeing this, Master Chanchi snorted coldly, flipped one hand over, and in an instant there was a black, dry lump in his palm, and he threw it out with a shake of his hand.
It, this object is the famous relic. The old monk naturally knows that the Great Netherworld Wheel is a precious fairy weapon, and it is absolutely possible to be damaged on a relic. Because its cultivation is slightly inferior to that of the Netherworld Fairy, it is difficult to ask himself He took it back from her hands, so he made this calculation. Even if he lost a relic, he would never let the Heavenly Demon Sect get it.
Fairy Netherworld originally thought that the Great Netherworld Wheel was already in her possession. But she never imagined that Monk Zen was so decisive. He threw out a relic without a trace of hesitation. It was time to use another method. It was too late, but I heard a loud shout, followed by a thunderous explosion. I saw a flash in front of my eyes, and the great Netherworld Wheel was forced to fly out. As for the twelve silver bells, they shot out all over the sky, and then With a series of "ding-dong-dang" sounds, it fell to the ground. When I looked closely, it was already more mottled.[
"Bald donkey, how dare you harm my treasure!" Hearing a sudden scream, the Netherworld Fairy ignored the direction of the Great Netherworld Wheel. Instead, she went straight to Chansui with anger and put on a posture of fighting him desperately. The great monk Nai, after all His own life was at stake, so he concentrated on dealing with her.
But it was said that the Great Netherworld Wheel was blown away by the relic's energy explosion, and the place where it fell was not far from where Fairy Qianxia was. The middle-aged woman with a pair of light pear dimples was slightly startled, and she raised her wrist and raised her long sleeves. A colorful ribbon suddenly shot out from the center and rolled straight towards the oncoming Netherworld Wheel.
Unexpectedly, at this time, a hunchbacked immortal from the Tianyao Sect saw the opportunity to bully her and summoned a pair of dragon-headed golden scissors, making a gesture to cut off the ribbon. Seeing this, Fairy Qianxia frowned slightly and used her free hand. Turning over, there was a diamond-shaped bronze mirror that was very similar to the Qiongxia streamer mirror in Fairy Yunxia's hand. Just when she was about to stop the hunchback, she suddenly heard a slightly magnetic voice coming from not far away. "Qianxia" Senior sister, you just get the treasure and wait for the young monk to help you stop him for a while."
Seeing that it was the Jialan Sect monks who came to help, Fairy Qianxia nodded, covered the mirror, held the ribbon with her green and green fingers, and pulled it downwards. The hunchback was shocked when he saw this, and the dragon-headed golden scissors were castrated as his fingers changed. He turned slightly and still took the ribbon. At this time, the white-faced monk who had just spoken had also rushed forward, holding it with both hands. In an instant, he had a glazed Zen staff in his hand. He bent his elbow and waved, and the crescent moon The shovel hit the golden scissors with a "bang" sound.