Listening to Mo Chuan's sky-high price, Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun's face did not change, but his heart was itching with hatred, and he was helpless.

Although Mingchen Lao Dao suppressed the demons for thousands of years, he couldn't give full play to his strength;

However, the Tao is there, and the technique of shrinking the ground with one hand is wonderful!

They saw Mingchen Lao Dao disappear in front of them several times, but they never found the doorway, and they knew that Mingchen Lao Dao was extraordinary.

Therefore, even if the Swallowing Cloud True Monarch gathers the two demons of Fengming and Moonlight at a great price, it will be difficult to leave the old way of Mingchen.

What's more, Feng Ming couldn't really help him.

After all, begging for the blood of the true dragon is so strong that it is his strength to swallow the clouds and the true monarch, how can Feng Ming take the second demon of the moon, how can he be willing?

In addition, true dragons are also very rare, most of them are overlords, don't say asking for blood, daring to open your mouth is disrespectful.

I happened to meet Mingchen's old Taoist power and true dragon, and there was still a little possibility of asking for it.

In addition, he was originally born in a water snake, and it was easy to guess the purpose of asking for the blood of the real dragon, and it was no wonder that people took the opportunity to raise the price.

In the midst of a hundred turns of thoughts, Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun had the heart to dry for a few days, and he was afraid of Mo Chuan, and it would be even more difficult to ask for it in the future.

"I heard that a Taoist friend had visited the art of controlling ghosts, although I did not understand the Taoism of the human race, but I accidentally found a magic weapon, which can also replace the art of controlling ghosts."

"Oh? What kind of ritual weapon? Mo Chuan's eyes lit up.

"Five Lives Demon Spirit Banner!"

Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun opened his mouth and spit out, and a thing like a banner and a spear came out.

This is said to be a flag, but there is no flag, the pole head is misty and misty, it looks like the red tassel on the red tassel gun, transparent, colorful, like flowing clouds.

The end is:

The spirit flag has a majestic light, and the smoke is purple.

"This banner takes the five-life demon as the main soul, and it can be used to summon spirits and control demons to make gods. Retreat can call out the soul and strengthen the soul, and keep the gods alive. The most commendable thing is that the five life demons can all devour the remnants of the soul and practice, and the careful cultivation is not inferior to the spiritual weapon. ”

When Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun introduced, he also immediately urged the Five Lives Demon Spirit Flag.

Then I saw the ethereal banner like a cloud, suddenly swelled up, shrouded in the surroundings, countless remnant souls and ghosts wailed and bitten in it, and there were five monsters that looked like ghosts and not ghosts, looking around, eyeing each other, wanting to choose people and love them.

As soon as this flag came out, Mo Chuan's face changed slightly.

Even if he didn't understand the ghost way, he could see from the resentful and heavenly aura that refining this banner must be a demonic method.

But having said that, this power is exactly what he wants.

Devouring the remnants of the soul and growing, it can just be used to devour the ghost baby in the sun-pouring cave sky.

The only thing he needs to worry about is whether he can handle this flag?

Thinking of this, he asked for details again, and the result was unsatisfactory.

"The banner is a good flag, but it is a magic weapon." Mo Chuan was satisfied, but sighed.

Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun's face suddenly sank.

Isn't that okay?

Is he really a fortune boy?

Dig it out again, and you'll be touching his core treasure.

"However, since it is a magic weapon, we should be more careful not to let it enter the human world. Anyway, the beauty of a gentleman as an adult, but the evil of an adult. However, if Daoist friends seek the blood of the true dragon, there is one last condition for the poor Dao. ”

Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly asked cautiously, "What conditions?" ”

Mo Chuan said: "The blood of the true dragon is related to the heel of the true dragon, and you need to swear that this blood is only used for yourself, and it must not be traded to others, otherwise there will be five thunderstorms in the sky." ”

Swallowing Cloud True Monarch breathed a sigh of relief: "Not only do you enjoy the blood of the true dragon, but it is also a true dragon, so you should keep it a secret." ”

Mo Chuan nodded: "That's good, fellow Daoist, and later, the poor Dao will come when he goes." ”

The sound fell, and the form dispersed with the shadow, and there was no trace.

Seeing this scene, I saw that Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun became more and more emotional, this hand escape technique, great magical power!

About a quarter of an hour later, Mo Chuan went and returned, and came out of thin air, as if there was an extra jade cup in his hand, and the blood in the cup rippled, exuding a strange fishy sweet smell.

Seeing this, Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun's heart surged, and he hurriedly swore by poking his finger at the sky.

After Mo Chuan had inspected the Seven Hundred Years Demon Pill and the Five Lives Demon Spirit Flag, the two sides immediately completed the transaction.

At this point, Swallowing Cloud Zhenjun had no intention of staying any longer, and left in a hurry.

Mo Chuan also had no intention of experimenting, and returned to the sacrificial furnace.

After entering the furnace, he first took out the Five Lives Demon Spirit Banner and examined it carefully.

I don't know if the Cloud Swallowing True Monarch has no intention of doing this, or if the time to get this demon spirit banner is too short, the cultivation of the five demon spirits in this banner is not high, only about three hundred years.

Of course, this is based on the Swallowing Cloud True Monarch as a reference, and for Mo Chuan, the Banner Spiritual Cultivation has far surpassed him.

With his current cultivation, he can't refine it at all.

Even urging is dangerous.

Fortunately, he got a seven-hundred-year-old demon pill, theoretically, after refining the demon pill, his cultivation should be enough to refine this flag.

It is worth mentioning that in addition to the main soul, there are hundreds of remnants of souls in this flag.

These remnants are part of the power of the Demon Spirit Banner;

It is also the cultivation material of the five demon spirits, and every once in a while, the five demon spirits will devour some of the remaining souls and remnants of their own to replenish, otherwise there will be a danger of devouring the master, and there is even a risk of falling into the Tao.

Therefore, as the master of the Demon Spirit Banner, every once in a while, I also have to replenish some remnants of souls.

"With this demon spirit flag, the Heavenly Ghost Infant of the Sun Tilting Cave can be regarded as having a method of containment! If the main soul is cultivated for a thousand years, it can be a great killing weapon. ”

"However, now refining the demon pill, I am afraid that there will be endless troubles......"

Mo Chuan stared at the seven-hundred-year-old demon pill in his hand, his face tangled.

He had the heart to refine this pill, but he was afraid that he would go further and further down the wrong path.

Don't forget, his body and soul don't match, the higher his cultivation, the greater the hidden danger.

He, a visitor from an exotic land, a netherworld immortal, has to face the choice of path after all.

Is it the way of ghosts?

Or do you want to cut your feet and take the mountain god road?

"Aggressive ......"

Mo Chuan leaned back on the official hat chair, his fingertips lightly tapping on the armrest, and his thoughts wandered.

"It's not a way to do it behind closed doors after all, now that you have obtained the Five Lives Demon Spirit Flag, you can put down the ghost control technique for the time being, it's better to change to the Stygian Green Palace and talk about the mysteries."

Mo Chuan took a deep breath and decided to make a decision after discovering the avenue.

He immediately pressed the impulse in his heart, put away the demon pill and the demon spirit flag, and refined all kinds of magic weapons.

This refining is three days and two nights.

After the number is sufficient, he immediately debuts in the furnace and falls in the Wanchao Cave, summoning the white-tailed little green dragon to explain the magic weapon and the method of selling.

At the end, Mo Chuan smiled again: "When Huang Buyu was leaving, he recommended you to the poor Dao, and the poor Dao remembered the old, so he allowed you to preside over the affairs of the Wan Dynasty, but your cultivation is really a little stumbling, and this moonlight cup is given to you, don't delay your cultivation." ”

When the white-tailed little green dragon heard this, he was ashamed and fanatical, and he was even more grateful.

Since following Mingchen Immortal, it has won the Qinglong Ya number, who would have thought that Mingchen Immortal would actually raise a real dragon!

This makes it, which is nicknamed Qinglong, look very embarrassing;

The weakness of cultivation made it even more ashamed.

Fortunately, Mingchen Immortal never disliked it, which made it grateful and even more fanatical.

With the real dragon in front, its white-tailed little green dragon may not be able to turn into a dragon!!

(End of chapter)