"You ........................" The faces of the group of people in the Law Enforcement Hall turned green.

The peerless genius, Li Chenglong, a disciple with a strong head, was unexpectedly fainted by a brick cover.

There is a big bag on his head, and he is really "grandiose", and his talent does not need to be shown, he can see it by looking at his forehead.

"I'm grass, who is that? so violent? A brick knocked out on the first day of this year."

Many people were surprised, the scene in front of them was so dramatic.

"No matter how beautiful you are, you can't stop the power of the bricks!" the old drunkard calmly threw the bricks on the ground.

He turned around and chased after Yang Fan.

"Where to go?" A group of people in the Law Enforcement Hall were very angry, and the disciples on the first day were knocked unconscious by someone with a brick in front of everyone's eyes, it was really too embarrassing, and their faces were gloomy one by one.

"What are you going to do?" cried the old drunkard, looking warily at the crowd surrounding him.

"You're too much," Rao is Xing Buxuan was so angry that his face turned pale.

"You say he's a genius with a great head, right?" asked the old drunkard.

"Yes, Li Chenglong is indeed a cultivation genius that is rare to see in a thousand years, and he has a strong head! In the future, he will definitely be able to reign in one place" The people of the Law Enforcement Hall were very proud.

"Since you all said so, I just challenged him, but I just hit him a little harder and knocked him out, who knew that the peerless genius you said in your mouth, the world-famous figure with a strong head, was so unbeaten? Can you blame me?"

The old drunkard was wronged.

"You .................." A group of people from the Law Enforcement Hall were a little dumbfounded.

Yes, a peerless genius, with a strong head, so unbeaten?

And it's unresponsive, it's too much............ It's not angry.

Wrong!

But soon the people of the Law Enforcement Hall reacted, gritted their teeth and said, "You old thing is simply a peerless genius disciple of my Law Enforcement Hall, and you dare to say that you are a challenge, you are about to enter the ground, so shameless"

Xing Liming shouted coldly: "Who is this old thing? Why haven't you seen it? Could it be that he is a spy who has lurked into my Immortal Spirit Sect? Arrest him and put him in the Law Enforcement Hall for examination."

"Yes!!" A dozen disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall responded, surrounded by them.

"Don't come here, or you're welcome," the old drunkard threatened, picking up the bricks again.

"You spy, you secretly attacked and injured the genius disciple of my Law Enforcement Hall, today we will definitely arrest you and force you to find out which Demon Dao sect sent you"

The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall were sneering, and the encirclement was further narrowed.

"Does the Law Enforcement Hall just slander people casually?" a sneer came.

"Yang Fan, do you dare to meddle in the affairs of my Law Enforcement Hall without authorization?" Xing Buxuan sneered.

"He's my Sword Heaven Peak disciple, I'll naturally take care of it!!" Yang Fan sneered.

"Jian Tianfeng has such an old disciple, who are you fooling?" Xing Bu smiled shamefully.

"What's wrong with being old?

Yang Fan said lightly, "He is a newly recruited disciple of my Sword Tianfeng this year, and he is a group of disciples with Li Chenglong, even if there is a conflict between them, it is also a contradiction between new disciples, is it necessary to involve the Law Enforcement Palace?"

The old drunkard shouted, "That's right, my eldest brother is right, Lao Tzu is a "disciple of the younger generation", and you are all strong people of the older generation, how can you meddle in the affairs of our "younger generation disciples""

Hearing the words of the old drunkard, everyone had a black line on their faces.

Ah, this thing is too shameless, right?

At such a big age, even the beard is gray, so that he can call himself a young generation?

How can you let others live? Especially with the smug expression of the old drunkard, everyone was speechless.

Rao is Yang Fan had a dark face, turned his head, and had an expression that I was really unfamiliar with you.

The old drunkard was very self-aware, and continued to shout: "You law enforcement hall is too much, Li Chenglong and I are both juniors of the younger generation, even if there are grievances, they should be resolved separately, how can you who are uncles, uncles, or even ancestors intervene? Do you have a little shame?"

"We .................." A group of people in the Law Enforcement Hall had black faces like carbon, and they wanted to cry without tears, and a group of young people were said to be uncles and uncles by an old man, and they were really helpless and speechless.

I've seen shamelessness, but I've never seen such shamelessness.

"Let go!!" Xing Liming's face was gloomy, he waved his hand, and hurriedly left this place, it was really embarrassing to deal with that old thing.

"Woo, it hurts, who attacked me?" Li Chenglong got up from the ground, rubbed his head, and cried out in pain.

"Senior brother, let's go!!" A group of people hurriedly pulled Li Chenglong away.

"Boy with a strong head, let's fight again in the future!!" the old drunkard waved at Li Chenglong with a brick.

"Toujiaorong?" Li Chenglong touched the big bag on his forehead, his face was completely black, thinking that he was a genius of his generation, and now he has really become a toujiao?

"Let's go!" Yang Fan also had a dark face, and quickly pulled the old drunkard away.

Returning to Jian Tianfeng, Yang Fan introduced the old drunkard to the senior brothers and sisters.

Everyone was surprised that such an old guy actually participated in the junior audition?

The old drunkard sighed, "I have always had a dream, that is, I can join the Immortal Spirit Sect one day, I have always had a dream, that is, I can fly freely in the sky of the Immortal Spirit Sect, I have always had a dream........................"

Everyone's faces were dark, and they left quickly, leaving the old drunkard there to sigh.

The sky is dark, the full moon rises into the sky, and the stars are dotted.

In the room, Yang Fan sat cross-legged, looking at the golden god and demon bone in his hand, and his divine thoughts swept into it, exploring the ancient secret techniques recorded in it.

This god demon bone is one of the three pieces he obtained, and he has been studying it for half a month, and he has spied a lot of secrets from it.

This is a powerful supernatural power, and it is also a soul supernatural power, called "Soul Admiralty".

Not only does it have a powerful attack power, but it also has an extremely terrifying defensive force, with a balance between offense and defense, which is the immortal learning of the ancient gods.

"No wonder the major forces are planning to obtain the bones of gods and demons, the content of the record is really amazing"

Yang Fan was surprised, "Let's just say that this Soul Golden Bell is probably not weaker than the Soul Villain holding the sword and coming out, and more importantly, the Soul Golden Bell also has a strong defensive power, which is the ability that the Soul Villain does not have when he holds the sword and comes out!!"

This kind of ancient soul supernatural power inheritance is extremely rare, so it is simply getting higher and higher.

Yang Fan's soul invaded the golden bone fragment, intercepted the cultivation method on it, and began to cultivate the soul golden bell.

"Soul Golden Bell, Solid Foundation Peiyuan, Heart Moves at Will, Turn Soul into Bell ........................" silently recited the mantra, according to the method of condensation, shaped into the appearance of the little bell with the power of the soul, and then continued to condense to make the soul bell as solid as a rock, so that the cultivation can be successful.

Of course, this process is particularly difficult and painful.

The soul is the origin of man, and it is easy to be hurt when touched.

And to shape the soul clock, it is necessary to constantly compress the soul power, so that the soul power becomes more and more condensed, just like tamping the foundation, the fixed volume, constantly compressed, so that it is smaller and smaller, the smaller the more acquaintances.

This kind of pain is ten, hundred, or even a thousand times more painful than ten times more painful than ten thousand arrows piercing the heart and hurting into the bone marrow.

In view of the compression of the soul origin, if one is not careful, and cannot bear this kind of pain, the Dao heart will be broken, and when the time comes, the cultivation will no longer be able to improve, and it will be dangerous and dangerous, and ordinary cultivators will not be able to hold on to it at all.

But what kind of pain has Yang Fan not endured?

What's more, Yang Fan in the past also experienced similar pain, that is, when condensing the soul needle, it was not easier than this.

At that time, Yang Fan's cultivation was relatively low, but the martial arts realm could be endured, not to mention that it was now a half-step king realm, and there was no problem.

After three days of cultivation, the soul bell was finally condensed.

"Out!!" Yang Fan opened his eyes and gently spit out a syllable, and the soul bell flew out, gently shaking the void, causing ripples, as if it could collapse a piece of the sky and crush a mountain and river.

"It's finally done!!" Yang Fan was very excited in his heart, this is a powerful secret technique, and after mastering it, it can be used as a big killing move, and it is very terrifying.

He dragged the soul bell to observe, and found that there were mysterious lines on it, like ancient god words, which were ancient characters imprinted by the secret method of the soul golden bell, which naturally existed, and was surrounded by mystery, even Yang Fan did not understand its meaning.

"The Divine Inheritance is really strange, if you can understand its meaning, the Soul Golden Bell should be more than that!"

Yang Fan thought in his heart.

"Senior brother, someone is coming to visit you!" At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

Yang Fan wondered, "Who is coming to visit him?"

He got up and opened the door.

"Senior brother, a bearded man has come to visit and is guarding the hall," the disciple said respectfully.

"Is it him?" Yang Fan's eyes lit up.

He walked quickly down the hall, and in the distance he saw a man with a long body but a beard.