It turns out that these five peak-level monks in the late Nascent Soul are all elders of a demon-cultivating force called the Green Nether Sect in the ancient country of Wanyu. Because they are facing advancement, they have set up a ban here. They use the Soul Locking Technique to control them.
He took a middle-aged monk and asked him to lure the monks in the alchemy stage to come here regularly.
Because the magic skills they practice are extremely weird, they must have souls full of resentment when they advance or advance. Monks will not have resentment when they die normally, such as when their life span is exhausted, only when they are extremely unwilling before death.
Only then is it possible to generate a soul with resentment. And the chance of this is very rare. Only some monks with strong spiritual consciousness or firm minds may generate this kind of soul after a violent death.
This kind of soul is extremely important to these five old monsters. Although they have obtained some over the years, it is still of little use for advancement. Therefore, the five of them stay here permanently, preparing to obtain enough souls of resentment to advance before returning to the sect.
After Feng Fan quickly moved away from the five peak-level monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, he immediately opened several Earth-level escape talismans. Feng Fan's body kept teleporting, and finally hit the invisible restriction more than a hundred miles away.
Stabilizing his body, Feng Fan thought quickly in his mind. What the five peak-level monks in the late Nascent Soul stage said was true, there were indeed special restrictions set up around this area, otherwise the five people would not have given them an hour.
time.
Now there are three options. One is to summon Nascent Soul-level violent ghosts and quickly attack the restrictions. But once the old man in Tsing Yi said just now, only Dacheng-stage monks can break the restrictions, not only will they not be able to escape and ascend to heaven, but they will also alert the snake. Once it is attracted,
The five of them joined forces, and even if he relied on multiple Yuanying-level ruthless ghosts to kill all five of them, they would pay an extremely heavy price. Feng Fan quickly rejected this idea.
The second is to set up the original Five Elements Xuanmeng Formation and practice in it from then on. Although with his current level of cultivation, he can survive for a long time, and he can also avoid the search of the five old monsters. But those five old monsters
Once he cannot be found for a long time, if he invites monks at the mid-level Dacheng level or above to search for him, his whereabouts will be exposed. Moreover, after the formation is broken, he will definitely die. This idea is also excluded by Feng Fan.
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Although there are very few Dacheng-stage monks in Jinyue Ancient Kingdom, Fengfan doesn’t think so in Wanyu Ancient Kingdom. Not long after he arrived, he met five peak-level monks in the late Nascent Soul. As for the monks in the middle-stage Dacheng-level and above, there are not too many.
Young Master. After all, it was recorded on the jade slips left by Zhenjun Zihong, the leader of the Cultivation Alliance of Canghai Continent, that the ancient kingdom of Wanyu was far larger than the ancient kingdom of Jinyue in terms of both area and strength.
The third is to try to kill all the five peak-level monks in the late Nascent Soul, even if they kill one person, and learn how to break the restriction through soul searching, so that they can leave calmly even if they don't want to fight anymore.
Feng Fan quickly chose his last thought. Since these five people were so elegant, he would accompany them to have a good deal. If he didn't kill at least one or two of them, he would be sorry for the five people who spent such experience and set up
Teleportation array and many restrictions.
Feng Fan flipped his right hand, and the Five Elements Xuanmeng flag appeared in his hand. With bursts of cyan ripples, Feng Fan began to quickly set up the original array of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Array.
Somewhere more than a hundred miles away, an old man in Jinyi, one of the five peak-level monks in the late Nascent Soul stage, was looking at the middle-aged Confucian who was at the peak level in the late stage of Alchemy not far away with a joking look.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked ashen. After all, as a monk at the peak level of the late stage of alchemy, he faced an opponent three levels higher than him, a whole level higher.
"Boy, I won't let you die too happily in a while. I will definitely refine your soul and torture you slowly, so that you can experience the feeling of not being able to survive and not being able to die." Sen Leng's words started from the beginning.
The words came from the mouth of the old man in golden clothes, but these words made the middle-aged Confucian scholar feel terrified.
"Senior, as long as you let me go, I will give all the valuable things you have to me as a gift. As long as you let me go, I will do anything!" The middle-aged Confucian scholar suppressed the fear in his heart and kept pleading.
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"Boy, as long as I kill you, everything on your body will naturally belong to me. And as a monk in the alchemy stage, what can you do for me? Do you think you have any conditions worthy of me sparing your life?" The old man in brocade clothes said
The middle-aged Confucian scholar's ridicule completely shattered the middle-aged Confucian scholar's thoughts of survival.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar patted the storage bag with a pale face, and several spiritual talismans suddenly appeared in front of him. With the injection of his true energy, all the spiritual talismans disappeared, and instead, five layers of colors appeared around the middle-aged Confucian scholar's body.
Various defensive shields.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar then flipped his right hand, and another yellow talisman appeared in his hand. Under this situation, the middle-aged Confucian scholar had no reservations anymore. In addition to opening the five defensive talismans, he then used the only one
He took out the heaven-level low-level attack talisman. As the middle-aged Confucian scholar's true energy swarmed out, the talisman turned into a mini Fangtian painted halberd in a very short period of time.
The old man in golden clothes quietly watched everything the middle-aged Confucian scholar did, his face full of ridicule. When he saw the yellow talisman that the middle-aged Confucian scholar later activated, a trace of dignity gradually appeared on his face.
After all, heaven-level talismans are things that have certain lethality against high-level monks.
The old man in Jinyi's mind moved, and a cyan flow of true essence immediately appeared around his body. This flow of real essence quickly turned into a true essence shield. The old man in Jinyi gently touched the storage ring on the middle finger of his right hand, and a small light golden fork
Appeared in front of him. With the influx of the Jinyi old man's true energy, Xiaocha suddenly surged.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar saw that Fang Tian's painted halberd transformed from the heaven-level talisman in his hand turned into a giant halberd about ten feet long in a very short period of time, so he raised his hand and Fang Tian's painted halberd shot out.
The old man in golden clothes pointed at the golden fork, and the golden fork flew out. With a loud "clang" sound, the two weapons collided together, causing violent fluctuations in spiritual power.
Under the control of the two people's consciousness, the two weapons collided fiercely in the void. Seeing that each time it collided with the opponent's golden fork, the square sky painted halberd shrank by one point, the middle-aged Confucian scholar's face was extremely gloomy.
"Boy, why bother asking for trouble? If you give up resistance, you will save a lot of energy. You will have enough energy to carefully experience the feeling of being sucked out of your soul. I guarantee that you will never forget it! Haha..." Jin Yi
A malicious smile appeared on the old man's face, and he laughed heartily at the end of the sentence. However, to the middle-aged Confucian scholar, this laughter was just like the life-threatening note emitted by a ghost seeking death.
Although the heaven-level talisman can pose a threat to the Nascent Soul monks, this threat has completely lost its effect under the resistance of the golden fork magic weapon of the old man in golden clothes. After all, the heaven-level talisman is a one-time consumable, so it should be regarded as sealed inside.
After all the true energy is consumed, this talisman will be scrapped. Thinking of this, the middle-aged Confucian scholar has completely despaired in his heart.
As time passed, Fang Tian's painted halberd finally disappeared due to the exhaustion of the true energy sealed in the talisman. The golden fork drove straight in and directly hit the defensive shield around the middle-aged Confucian scholar's body.
With six muffled sounds, under Jin Cha's fierce attack, the five layers of defensive shields and the middle-aged Confucian's true energy shield were all defeated like sharp weapons cutting paper. Finally, there was a muffled sound, and Jin Cha penetrated
The middle-aged Confucian scholar's body was destroyed. Blood spurted out from the three blood holes in the middle-aged Confucian scholar's body. The middle-aged Confucian scholar fell down with reluctance and extreme resentment on his face.
Next, the old man in Jinyi collected the magic weapon and searched the soul of the middle-aged Confucian scholar. A series of memories emerged in the old man in Jinyi's consciousness: since he was a child, he was admitted into a medium-sized cultivation sect because he had earth spirit roots. After several years,
After hundreds of years of hard training, whether it was building the foundation or condensing the elixir, I experienced countless ups and downs. I gave up a lot of things and finally reached the current level of cultivation. I was tricked by a middle-aged monk for a certain component of a spiritual elixir.
here.
The old man in golden clothes stopped searching for souls, and tortured the soul of the middle-aged Confucian scholar inhumanely, and finally refined it when his soul was filled with infinite resentment.
This miserable scene was repeated in many other places in this area, but the place Feng Fan was in was completely different. Feng Fan looked at the old man in black a few feet away and sneered secretly in his heart.
"Boy, I won't let you die too happily in a while. I will definitely extract your soul and refine your soul. I will torture you slowly so that you can experience the feeling of not being able to survive and not being able to die." The old man in black repeated.
The same words as the old man in Jinyi.
"Hey, old man, if you dare to come near me, I will definitely cramp and skin you!" Feng Fan showed a cold look on his face and cursed nakedly.
"What a good boy, you have the guts. As a mere late-stage foundation-building monk, you actually have such courage. I really misjudged you." The old man in black laughed angrily, moved his body slightly, and advanced about ten feet in an instant, then stopped.
"Boy, I'm getting closer to you. Feel free to use whatever means you can. I hope you won't disappoint me. It's best to arouse enough anger in me so that I can be more patient with you later.
." The old man in black said coldly:
Feng Fan flipped his right hand, and the Five Elements Xuanmeng flag suddenly appeared. As the formation flag swung, the dormant Five Elements Xuanmeng Formation's original magic circle was instantly activated. It turned out that the place where the old man in black was standing was at the edge of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Formation.
, in order to keep him completely within the formation area, Feng Fan spoke to anger the old man in black.
"A treasure from the world of immortals and demons!" Sensing the unusual aura of the black flag in Feng Fan's hand, the old man in black exclaimed with a change of expression, and then a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
After all, this kind of thing that comes from the world of immortals and demons will drive monks of all levels in this world crazy. But if the old man in black knows that the Five Elements Xuanmeng Flag in Feng Fan's hand is the highest level spiritual treasure in the world of immortals and demons, his heart will be even more