Chapter 101: Harvest

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In the cold wind, several Imperial Ghost Sect Dan Realm elders stood nearly a thousand meters in the air, as if they were waiting for something.

"Haven't you arrived yet?

"Bear with me! If this is heard by the sect master, you and I will have to suffer......

Finally, after waiting for about half an hour, a cyan point of light appeared in the sky, and the faces of the people who saw this scene were shocked.

"It's coming"

"Qingjin Feizhou, it should be them, that's right!"

The Earth Fu Elder in a grimace robe squinted his eyes and sneered: "Besides, they are the only ones who dare to release spiritual pressure so unscrupulously in the Jin Yuan Kingdom, and run rampant all the way."

A moment later, a flying boat made entirely of precious blue gold flew in front of the gate of the Imperial Ghost Sect.

Immediately afterwards, several powerful and noble monks slowly walked out, they were dressed in cyan and gold-rimmed Taoist robes, and they looked a little out of place with the black monks of the Imperial Ghost Sect.

"Wang Que, you are really bold!"

"As the Wang Family Dan Realm, I actually dare to come to my Imperial Ghost Sect at this time"

"Aren't you afraid that I'll wait for me to make a move, and I'll leave you here?"

It turned out that he was very disdainful of this reception task, and it was only because of the sect master's decree that he had to go there, but his face suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice.

"Difu, don't be so dead and calm. ”

"This time, I have prepared a big gift, and I will come to meet you and Tianfu for a while. ”

The Wang family's Dan Realm powerhouse smiled, and then turned to look at the other Imperial Ghost Sect Dan Realm present, "In the lower Wang Que, the Yuan Ding Sect is a temporary elder, the three elders of the Wang family, and the Thing Pavilion are in charge, and I have seen all the Daoist friends......"

"Wang Daoyou, there is no need to say more polite words, please!"

Subsequently, these Imperial Ghost Sect Dan Realm opened the mountain gate and welcomed the monks of the Yuan Ding Sect, including Wang Que, into it......

......

"Who am I?...... Ten thousand ghosts!"

The young man was in great pain, and a strange memory suddenly poured into his mind, in this memory, Wang Luo became another person, a ghost cultivator who was sophisticated and ruthless, and made all the ghosts submit.

Immediately afterwards, one after another scenes of him driving the demon general and other subordinates to kill the monks of the two realms of righteousness and demons appeared in front of him one by one.

It's like he's experienced these battles firsthand......

"No, I'm Wang Luo!" The boy bit his lip, and the pain finally brought him back to his senses.

Then, the picture turned again, and Wang Luo became the young man who came out of the Xiuzhen clan step by step, and after several hardships, he finally entered the family training hall that he once dreamed of, and became an elite disciple......

Time seems to have passed a long time, and during this time, he has fallen several times and found himself several times.

This state continued until the power of the marrow fluid gradually dissipated, and Wang Luo finally barely got rid of the influence, at this time, he was already sweating profusely, and the grimace robe on his body was soaked with sweat......

......

Hehe, life and death are at a critical juncture.

The young man was a little lucky, but fortunately, he didn't take much at that time, and at the same time, a lot of his strength was consumed when he used the feather fan.

Wang Luo carefully took out the porcelain bottle containing the spiritual liquid, and glanced at it with palpitations.

However, it doesn't seem to be the end of the story.

After regaining his senses, the ghost qi and yin qi that had been wrapped around him began to gradually dissipate, and his skin began to return to ruddy.

But in the end, there were still a lot of negative forces left, and finally gathered above his dantian, condensing into a black ball the size of a dragon's eye.

"This thing...... What the hell should I do?"

The boy scratched his head, he tried to use his divine thoughts and spiritual power to expel the black ball, however, failed.

"Forget it, put it aside. ”

"When I go back, I may be able to find some clues by flipping through the books......

It seems that this is the only way to do it first......

The recovered Wang Luo put away the remains of the Bone Wind, the Flying Feather Serpent and the Silver Bone Demon, among which the body of the Flying Feather Serpent was too large, even if Wang Luo had a few storage bags with a large capacity, he couldn't satisfy the idea of carrying them all.

After a few deliberations, he had to take away his most precious wings, snake fangs, some essence blood, and some scales, but his most precious demon soul was gone.

"It's a loss!"

The young man felt a deep pity, judging from the scene of the first time he used the magic weapon of the feather fan on the bone wind, its attack also seemed to have a strong damage to the monk's spirit, and the demon soul of the flying feather snake might have been destroyed by him because of this.

Similarly, in the corpse of Bone Wind, there is no soul at this moment. But fortunately, the storage bag or something was still kept.

Afterwards, he removed the storage bag from the corpse of Gu Feng, which had been reduced to a mass of minced meat, however, Gu Feng, who was from a medium-level cultivation family, was poor and pitiful.

A Dao Foundation Realm cultivator, his entire net worth is only ordinary pills, a low-grade magic weapon, and some scattered spiritual jade.

"A Royal Ghost Sect Dao Foundation Realm, the whole body adds up to less than twenty pieces of medium-grade spirit jade, and he is also a child of a family, is the bone family so poor?"

Wang Luo shook his head.

He didn't know that even these were taken from the corpses of Li Suo's subordinates.

The Bone Family, which was once the three major families of the Imperial Ghost Sect, after its Immortal Realm Ancestor sat down, and several Dan Realm Elders died in battle, its power has been divided between the Ghost and Li families, and it is not easy to ensure its existence in the form of a medium family.

Wang Luo shook his head, and then, he threw the corpse of this bone disciple on the spirit disk, and after throwing a few pieces of spirit jade on it, finally a blood light flashed, and then, a figure phantom appeared in front of him.

It's just that, unlike the monk who sacrificed before, there are two circles of Taoist illusions around him on Gu Feng's body.

The lower ones have seven in a circle, and the upper ones have only three.

"This should be the basic Dao technique he cultivated, right?"

Wang Luo carefully distinguished, and then found the wind blade, bone spurs, etc., which he was very familiar with the basic Dao arts, and the Dao art virtual image located above included the spiral wind thorns, wind armor, and the white bone fire inherited by his family.

All three of them are elementary Dao techniques or inheritance Dao techniques with high potential, and Wang Luo has also seen them.

"I don't need it. ”

"However, the two wind system dao techniques, the Spiral Wind Thorn and the Wind Armor, are both high-grade and very practical existences. ”

"Especially the Spiral Wind Thorn, the Bone Wind has already cultivated it to Dacheng, if it can be successfully obtained, then it can greatly save the spirit jade required to upgrade it to perfection. ”

Immediately afterwards, Wang Luo's face was solemn, and he threw out all the medium-grade spirit jades that he had left, and then placed them in front of him one by one......