Even too late to put the jade box containing poison ginseng into the storage belt, Zhangfan has gone again.
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Chapter one hundred and twenty Grudges
After more than two hours of chasing, Zhangfan, although assisted by magic, lost seven or eight times of his body, and then stopped. But when he saw the environment in front of him, Zhangfan sighed again, and he was stunned.
It turns out that this place is actually a cliff. There is a whistling mountain wind blowing outside, and some blue fog is filled with it. You can only see the distance of several hundred feet.
Just now, he was on the run, and Zhangfan didn’t pay attention to the surrounding environment at all. At this time, he finally came to a desperate place.
But the blue fog here is the same as when I first arrived at Huafeng Mountain. Zhangfan knows that it is not out of the scope of Huafeng Mountain.
Zhangfan was sweating profusely, just sitting on the ground and taking a breath, he quickly took it to the storage belt, but just took out the small box containing the ointment, and suddenly he was startled and saw that the box was empty.
Monks generally don’t sweat. When they enter the gas condensation period, the true qi in the body is transformed into spiritual power. Impurities in the body are also increasingly discharged into the body in the process of cultivation. With the improvement of cultivation, the body becomes a place to store spiritual power, and over time, it becomes a body of true spirit. Although the glandular pores are still there, it generally does not discharge foreign substances like sweat.
But at this time, Zhangfan was sweating outward, and naturally he was exhausted to a certain extent.
Fortunately, at this time, the architect has not made track for him. He is not the same as Zhangfan. Zhangfan can feel the murder coming from his coercion. He has treated himself as a mortal enemy, and he has just been desperate, regardless of whether the surrounding environment is dangerous to himself. Although the monk is a monk in the construction period, he is influenced by the environment, so he is still dozens of miles away. Zhangfan can’t guarantee that he has escaped.
Even so, Zhangfan still sat on the ground, just lifted his hand, and 18 pieces of black and golden French flags changed hands. With the spirit force that just returned, he placed a three-elephant magic array around dozens of feet away. That is, the most rubbish inferior spirit array purchased in Wulong City.
Thought for a moment, Zhangfan took out the poison ginseng that had just been collected, but he didn’t dare to touch it with his hands. He just threw it on the ground, and then took out a refining tool to split the spirit ginseng in two. I saw that the poison ginseng had just been cut in half, and some blue spirit liquid soon flowed out. Some tiny plants on the ground suddenly turned into dark green, dried up again, emitted thick smoke, and disappeared in place. And a few feet above the ground turned black.
And that refined tool was corroded and rusted in an instant. A subtle blue mist came out of the poison ginseng at the same time. Down the refining tools and went to Zhangfan into a bundle to reverse the spiritual force. Frightened Zhangfan immediately took back the psychic force.
Zhangfan reached out to find out. A handful of bone needles were attached to the venom at the same time. These spicules were when Zhangfan was killed in Xiao Li Village and the blue shirt was repaired. Find the ground from its storage bag. Zhang Fanxian these unknown materials are not only extremely hard. But also has the function of absorbing venom. So I put it away.
See at this time. The venom from those poisonous ginseng immediately attached to the spicule. Even though bone needles can absorb venom. But at this time, it was still reduced by half by the strong venom corruption of poison ginseng.
Zhangfan stretched out his hand to the waist. A special jade box was photographed. Put those poisonous needles in the jade box.
And the rest of the venom. It was also collected by Zhang Fan into a glittering and translucent chic. Out of the jade box in Lingmang.
The poison ginseng in the moment when the venom runs out. Go up in smoke in an instant. Dissipate on the ground out of thin air.
Then Zhangfan stretched out his hand and played a few tricks, and the broken leaves and branches on the ground were attached to the place where poison ginseng disappeared, covering up its traces.
At this moment, Zhangfan was relieved and gathered up his breath. With a slight change of mind, he took out a red-violet Dan. Cui Zhenren once said that red-violet Dan not only has the effect of deepening the cultivation of the foundation, but also can restore mana. Now in a desperate situation, Zhangfan naturally no longer cares whether it is precious or not. Just take it first.
Red-violet Dan had just entered the entrance, and a strong silly fragrance was wrapped in a spiritual force and passed into the mouth, flowing down the throat to the body.
Zhangfan didn’t dare to do what he wanted, but he just replied.
Red-violet Dan was really strong, but it took a few hours to count the breath. Zhangfan’s original spiritual strength was immediately restored to 7788 under the powerful effect of red-violet Dan, and even he was repaired under extreme fatigue, and he felt broken and improved.
Just as Zhangfan stood up, the powerful Tsukiji had stood dozens of feet away from Zhangfan with a straight face.
Middle-aged Zhu Jishi, dressed in gray clothes, stared at Zhangfan coldly and said, "I’m surprised that you can run so far."
Zhangfan just looked at the monk in gray. When he saw his waist, Zhangfan was suddenly shocked. I saw a middle-aged monk’s waist with a sect token that even the disciples of Yunzong had.
Zhangfan was shocked and subconsciously tunnel: "You belong to Lianyun Sect, too. Why, are you not afraid of the presence of the elders in the door? " Even so, Zhangfan has prepared for the worst. Now, seeing his token, I’m afraid this person will not let himself go.
Friar Grey gave a slight ash.
Denied, saying: "Since you are now, I can’t keep you."
"I don’t know you. Why are you doing this?" Zhangfan has devoted himself to spiritual practice every day since he entered the Sect, and has never caused trouble. Why did the monks kill themselves in front of him? This is what Zhangfan is eager to know.
The monk in gray is still expressionless and tunnel: "I hurried six years ago, maybe you really don’t remember." Then let me remind you! "
After a meal, the middle-aged monk said, "Six years ago, you were just a mere eight-level cultivation of condensed gas. Now it’s only six years’ work. As a low-level disciple with three spiritual roots, you can actually enter the peak cultivation of condensed gas from the eight-level boundary, which has to surprise the old man."
Zhangfan looked at the middle-aged monk in front of him. He was obviously middle-aged, but claimed to be worthless old man. Zhangfan naturally knew that he must have taken the Dan medicine that stayed in Yan. Even so, it still gave people a strange feeling. Zhangfan was even more surprised when he heard that he knew himself six years ago, but now Zhangfan is no longer as old as it used to be. Linghui opened earlier and exclaimed, "You met me in Wulong City."
Zhangfan can have this idea, of course, he knows his own things. When he went to Kunwu Mountain with Qing Jian, he was only in the seventh floor, but he entered the eighth floor after being made by Wang Tiexing, and he had just entered Wulong City for a few days, but he had already gone to Lingshan Dreamland for practice. This person had seen himself, and it must have been in those days in Wulong City.
The middle-aged monk didn’t know when Zhang Fan entered the country. He just thought it was a coincidence, but he was still in no hurry. He said, "Yes, I can guess. However, I still want to know why an eight-story disciple can enter the VIP room at the top of Tianbao Pavilion.
After more than 170 years of monasticism, I can only shop on the second floor. So from then on, I wanted to know how many secrets you had. It’s a pity that I haven’t found you in Zongzhong for years. I didn’t recognize you until the last big match. "The middle-aged monk said here, burst out laughing.
And Zhangfan remembered that he was young and frivolous at that time, and he was not very cautious. He just entered the third floor and vaguely felt that someone was paying attention to himself, but he didn’t show up at that time. It turns out that the person who pays attention to himself is the monk in front of him.
As the saying goes, people are separated from each other, but I didn’t expect myself to become the prey of others in the legend, and I met a treasure robber.
Although the fix true world at ordinary times is also the law of the jungle, there are not one or two monks who have this idea, but everyone belongs to the right path, and there are still some scruples at ordinary times. Now this kind of situation can only blame themselves for not being careful enough at ordinary times. Zhangfan pondered the way out while dealing with middle-aged monks.
While thinking, the middle-aged monk said, "I’ve been observing you since the big match, but it’s a pity that as soon as I found out where you live, I was sent by my elders to take part in some tasks, and I’ve allowed you to live to this day." Middle-aged monk looked at Zhangfan transfixed with that.
Zhang Fan was transfixed and didn’t say anything. He didn’t know what he was thinking until the middle-aged monk finished. Zhangfan said, "Are you Yuan Hong’s door?" Zhangfan brain enclave rotation, in an instant it suddenly occurred to him that he had seen this person at the time of Dabi. Although he was far away at that time, he couldn’t see clearly, but he did stand behind Yuan Hong at that time, that is to say, he was Yuan Hong’s disciple.
And the middle-aged monk heard Zhangfan say this, and his face is a change.
Zhangfan was in the face of a change, suddenly from will secretly holding in the hand of the talisman took out in an instant. It is one of the remaining two animal soul symbols, the bronze corpse symbol.
Zhangfan has always wanted to use "Fubao", but the movement of using Fubao is too big, I’m afraid this person won’t give himself a chance at all, but the beast soul operator is a fleeting thing, although its power can’t be compared with Fubao.
When Zhangfan typed the animal soul symbol, he just wanted to block it, as long as he gave himself enough time, he could cast the machine of Fubao.
I saw that the beast soul operator had just come out, but it was only three feet away from Zhangfan, and it had burst with a loud sound. What followed was a glittering bronze corpse, which had just left the operator, and its body suddenly bowed in the air, as if it were a long arrow from the bow, and suddenly jumped into the space dozens of feet wide in front. The copper knife in its hand made a noise of "going" and made surprises to hit the famous architect.
In the process of sealing, the monster beast’s spirit has lost its original thought. As long as it is stimulated by the spirit of its performer, it will subconsciously attack people who are hostile to the performer through the master’s consciousness command.
Facing Zhangfan, Zhu Jishi’s face remained the same, and his eyes burst into a cold mountain. Just as his sleeves brushed, a red spirit sword appeared in the air three feet away from his front out of thin air. As the gray monk offered dozens of spirit tactics, the spirit sword gave a flash of lux light, covering all the dozens of zhangs’ Fiona Fang, and struck hard with the copper knife in the hands of the bronze corpse.
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Chapter one hundred and twenty-one The disparity of strength
Power and domineering came from the middle-aged monk, who was a scholar just now, but suddenly became a blood-sucking demon.
Luxurious spirit sword and copper blade just intersect with a crunchy sound.
Lingjian just had a meal in the air and stopped.
But the copper blade in the hands of the copper resin "bursts" with a sound, immediately fell to the ground in two pieces, while the copper resin was struck back three zhangs, and a huge pit was smashed on the ground, just under the shape.
But the bronze corpse was just a meal, and his hands stretched forward, and an identical huge copper blade appeared in his hands.
The monster beast that was sealed was originally revealed in the form of a soul. Although it is no different from the entity, it does not know the pain and injury. Even if it is divided into two and a half, it can be reunited as long as the time limit is less than.
Middle-aged monk just a slight ash, see Zhangfan behind the bronze resin is taking out a different talisman, middle-aged monk looked at the word "FuBao", and his face suddenly changed.
Middle-aged monks just didn’t think of a monk in Zhangfan during the gas condensation period. After using high-order evasion to escape for several hours, they still have the spare capacity to use Fubao, which consumes spiritual power. How can they not be surprised?
