After listening to this story, Qin Dong can also understand the origin of Alongduo's southern Yunnan accent.

The sergeant, who was from southern Yunnan, adopted Arondo and taught him Chinese.

After the sergeant established the sect, he led his disciples back to the Burmese highlands to retreat, and because of the drunken speech that night, he planted the seeds of death.

Logically speaking.

At that time, Azan Tunting was by no means Master Arondo's opponent. And he had already guessed that Azantun was very likely to make a move and let Aaron take more precautions, so why didn't he prepare himself?

This question has plagued Arondo for many years.

It wasn't until a few years ago that he revisited the village where he had lived and came to his senses.

"Master was guilty of a lot of crimes back then, maybe in his opinion, he must go through this calamity, and he doesn't want to resist, just let it be. ”

Qin Dong was amazed by this.

I didn't expect that the master of Azan Tunting and Arondo would be a Chinese.

And what attracted his attention even more was still the secret treasure.

Although Alondo had never seen that secret treasure, let alone what it was, just the past he said was enough for Qin Dong to find clues from the clues.

"Perhaps, I know what your master's secret treasure is......"

！！！

Arondo was shocked and unbelievable.

"You ......"

"You know?"

He has lived with Master for nearly 20 years, and he has never seen any clues.

The person in front of him actually knew something from just a few words?

Qin Dong took a deep breath and looked at the yin soul swimming in the mist: "The ghost refining flag, which can also be called the Ten Thousand Ghost Flag, is a magic weapon for cultivating and controlling yin souls, since it contains a heritage, and when your master first saw it, it operated on its own, so it must have reached the level of a spiritual weapon." ”

In this regard, Arondo was at a loss.

He didn't know what magic weapons or spiritual weapons were, and he didn't know what the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags were.

But when I saw Qin Dong's solemn expression, I still felt that it was not good.

"Amazing?"

Qin Dong smiled bitterly: "Very powerful, this time, there is some trouble......"

Monks refine magic weapons, which can increase the power of spells.

The primary level is the magic weapon, the most common, in addition to the 'upper, middle, lower' three grades, there are also the best magic weapons, the best magic weapons are particularly rare, on the one hand, they need precious materials to refine, on the other hand, they need monks to nourish for a long time with aura.

In ancient times, a superb magic weapon was also particularly precious.

On top of the magic weapon, there is the spiritual weapon.

The best magic weapon contains spiritual wisdom, which is a spiritual weapon, and its power is a qualitative leap and improvement compared to the previous one.

Even when the ancient Mo family was at its peak, only the core disciples could be endowed with spiritual weapons.

And the Ten Thousand Ghost Banner is the best among the spiritual weapons, because the refining conditions are quite cruel, it is necessary to imprison it with the soul of the living soul, so that the yin soul cannot be reborn forever, which violates the way of heaven.

All those who practice this instrument must be punished by heaven.

In addition, the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners are affected by the Yin Spirit, and it is also easier to advance to the 'Spirit Treasure' level.

The so-called spiritual treasure means that the spiritual wisdom in the spiritual weapon has been formed and gives birth to an independent consciousness.

However, Azan swallowed all the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, but it was by no means a spirit treasure, otherwise with his strength, or the strength of the sergeant back then, it would be impossible to drive them away, and the strength of a single machine spirit alone was enough to crush them.

But even so, facing Azan Tunting, who held a spiritual weapon, was quite a headache.

Thinking of this, Qin Dong didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly raised his voice: "Fan San, be careful, don't let your guard down, Azan Tunting should have a spiritual weapon in his hand!"

The words fell.

The sound reverberates in the obstacle, continuously.

And Fan San's exclamation also sounded in an instant: "What?"

"He has a spiritual weapon?"

"I know, I will take this thing and give it to my master!"

Fan San's response surprised Arondo, he didn't expect that the old man would respect this young man as the master?

Meanwhile.

Azan Tunting, who was hidden in the obstacle, also became nervous.

'Spiritual weapons?' They even know the origin of the secret treasure?'

'What is the origin of these two people, I have spent many years, I have not completely cracked the secret treasure, and I can only stimulate half of the effect, and I don't know the reason, but they only need Arondo's words to understand?'

Azan Tunting regretted it even more.

Why did you provoke these two?

If he had already broken through the last shackles and cultivated to a great progress, he could completely crush the two of them.

But by now, it's too late to say anything.

Kill!

Only by killing them can you live!

Suddenly.

The ghosts in the obstacle are frenzied, and more and more ghosts are revealed, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Whoosh.

There was a sudden noise......

Qin Dong, Alondo and Fan San were all nervous, and when they heard the sound, it was clearly Azan Tunting's flying head, which was scurrying in the obstacle, but the obstacle's obscuring spiritual perception was obscured, and no one knew who Azan Tunting's target was!

"Here, here, here!" Fan San suddenly exclaimed.

"Just a flying head evil art, dare to compete with the ancestor, give me a ...... death"

Crashing.

A bloody light rushed to the sky, faintly engulfing the obstacle.

Qin Dong immediately grabbed Arondo and rushed towards the direction of the blood light, as long as they converged, the two joined forces, and Azan Tunting wanted to sneak attack, and the abacus that was broken one by one naturally failed.

But Azan Tunting had already expected this scene.

The Shadow Spirits slash down from the sky, blocking their path.

Qin Dong shouted angrily: "Break it for me!!"

A flash of inspiration.

The surging spiritual fire burned out of thin air, and almost instantly, dozens of Yin Souls were wiped out.

Aaron is so happy, with such strength, Azantun is sure to die.

Available in the distance.

Fan San seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and he drank in pain: "Ah......hhhh

"If the ancestor doesn't kill you, he swears not to be a man. ”

Seeing that the blood qi was converging, Qin Dong was about to shout, asking Fan San to continue to emit blood qi and inform the direction.

Sou.

Azan swallowed his flying head and suddenly appeared behind the two.

"Truly~!"

"Arondo, die!!"

The long tongue spat out, instantly enveloping Arondo's neck.

Before Qin Dongdu could react, Alondo was pulled into the obstacle.

"Arondo!" Qin Dong exclaimed.

But it's too late.

Azanton laughed maniacally: "Haha, listen, listen to its howl of pain, and then you two!"

Only in the words fall.

Arondo's howl shook the night sky.

"Ahh

"You should die!

Poof, poof......

The sound of flesh tearing is endless.

Although Qin Dong couldn't see that situation, he could make up for the tragic situation of Arondo being tortured.

In the midst of the obstacle.

Azan swallowed his flying head and looked hideous.

The long tongue bound Arondo in a circle, and the tip of his tongue turned into a sharp sword, piercing Arondo's flesh.

Blood flowed everywhere, but it never hurt him.

"Do you want to die?"

"I don't want to, it's you who is going to die......"

Poof!

As soon as the long tongue rolled, half of Arondo's arm was torn off.

"Ahh

"Do you want to die?"

Azan Tunting is still tormenting.

"You're damned!!" Arondo roared.

Poof.

The other arm, like Fang Cai, was torn by the long tongue.

The blood slanted down like an infusion.

Arondo's face was pale.

But Azan Tunting didn't ask anymore, but just used his long tongue to cut his flesh inch by inch, so that he could enjoy the torture of Ling Chi.

"Do you want to die? tell my brother, my good brother, as long as you say you want to ......."

"I'll send you to death......"

"Death is not a bad thing......

"For when you die, you will meet them again and live forever. ”

Tone falls.

More than a dozen ghosts appeared.

They were all bound in sinister chains and hung around their necks.

They look pained, but they can't struggle, like walking corpses.

Aaron was stunned, and his eyes were instantly moist -

"Master, it's Master!!"

"Ahhh......h

"Azan Tunting, you are shameless!"

"You deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, slaughtered all the people, but you didn't even let go of the souls of the master and the brothers......"

Azanton laughed: "Hahaha......"

"You are wrong, only then can they live forever!"

Poof.

Arondo's head was finally pierced by the long tongue.

A cluster of yin and evil qi swirled, and even pulled his yin soul out of his body, binding the yin and evil chains, and lined up with the dozen or so yin spirits-

"The most important thing in a family is ......"

"It's neat!"

Arondo, die!!