Chapter Eighty-Five: The Blood Fountain Is Strange!

If you really want to talk about it, Shi Jian is the kind of person who kills decisively, insidious and cunning, coupled with his Jindan period cultivation, if it weren't for the fact that Uncle Jiu is the son of the plane, his luck is strong, and in the last fierce battle, he used the Bagua Array to rebound the thunder and lightning condensed by the lightning rush and thunder fist, and it is really difficult to say who will kill the deer in the end.

Because the uncles and uncles took action, it was not easy for Feng Wanli to fish with the water, slaughtering the resentful ghosts to obtain life energy, but standing aside and quietly waiting for all the ghosts to be subdued.

At the same time, several Dao Masters cast spells, and in the blink of an eye, the black and suppressed ghosts had been almost collected.

Seeing this, Wencai Qiusheng looked anxious, sacrificed a black token-shaped magic weapon, tore a gap in the white light curtain formed by the Bagua Array, and directly pushed Xiaoli out of the Bagua Array: "You go!"

Seeing this, Xiaoli nodded with joy on her face: "Thank you, I'll go first!"

After saying that, Xiaoli's figure flickered and disappeared in an instant.

Feng Wanli touched his chin, looked at the black token magic weapon in Qiusheng's hand, and his heart moved slightly: "The two living treasures are not bad seeds, and they actually have this hand." ”

"Ahhh

Shi Jian let out a low roar, and the thunder arc in his hand turned into a thunderbolt, instantly tearing apart more than ten unjust souls in front of him, and with a swing of his body, the arc in his hand was like a sharp giant python, directly throwing on the ghost on the right.

"Crackling!"

With bursts of lightning and thunder, the resentful ghost exploded directly, and his soul flew away.

Seeing Shi Jian killing ghosts like this, Uncle Jiu couldn't bear it, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade: "Senior brother, don't! These resentful ghosts still need to be handed over to the ghosts!"

"Humph!"

Shi Jian didn't pay attention to it, snorted coldly, and the arc in his hand continued to fall on the resentful ghost in front of him, only to hear a "click", and his soul flew away.

Rao is ninth uncle, seeing this scene, sighed slightly in his heart, the movements in his hands accelerated, and the cloth bag-shaped magic weapon flashed with a faint white glow, speeding up the subjugation of the resentful ghosts.

Five minutes later.

After the ghost thing was subdued, Uncle Nine thanked the senior brothers and brothers: "Thank you for your help!"

"You're welcome!" "Yes!"

Everyone waved their hands one after another, but a strange sound came from behind them.

"Humph!"

Shi Jian waved his hand, squinted his eyes at Uncle Jiu, and said to Shi Shaojian behind him: "Let's go back!"

Seeing that Shi Jian was leaving, Uncle Jiu's face changed slightly, and he quickly stepped forward: "Senior brother, please stay!"

"What's the matter?"

Seeing Uncle Nine step forward, Shi Jian looked displeased and said in a low voice: "You won't poke out any baskets, you need me to solve it, right?"

"Senior brother misunderstood!"

Uncle Nine shook his head, and then beckoned to Feng Wanli: "This is the newly accepted disciple of the four-eyed junior brother, Feng Wanli!"

"Oh?"

Shi Jian raised his eyebrows, glanced at Feng Wanli, and sneered: "I thought it was your new disciple! ”

"Shi Jian, this bull-nosed old way!"

Feng Wanli muttered in his heart, trotted to Uncle Jiu, and said, "Uncle Master!"

"Hmm!" Shi Jian squinted at Feng Wanli, very unruly.

Feng Wanli looked at Shi Jian deeply, and said secretly in his heart: "Sure enough, compared with the Thousand Crane Dao Chief, Shi Jian and Simu are not good friends, it seems that it is useless to simply ask for the Lightning Thunder Fist." ”

Uncle Nine pointed to the pen immortal brand on Feng Wanli's neck and said: "Wanli, he was cursed by ghosts some time ago, according to the senior brother, in the whole Mao Mountain, only the Zhengyi Divine Thunder condensed by the senior brother's lightning thunder fist can be removed. ”

In the Five Thunder Palm Book given by Uncle Jiu, there is a record of Zhengyi Divine Thunder, and all Divine Thunder belong to the Five Thunder Righteous Law.

The Five Thunder Fa refers to the five types of thunder, which are divided into five types of thunder according to the level of power:

The first thunderseed: the Chaos Divine Thunder of the Great Dao

The second thunder species: Pangu's capital god thunder

The third thunder species: the Purple Night Divine Thunder of the Heavenly Dao, which are Yimu Zheng Thunder, Binghuo Yang Thunder, Guishui Yin Thunder, Gengjin Tribulation Thunder, Wutu Mortal Thunder, Evil God Thunder, Killing God and Demon Thunder, and Life and Destruction Purple Thunder.

The fourth thunder species: the three Qing divine thunders of the three Qings, which are Taiqing divine thunder, Yuqing divine thunder, and Shangqing divine thunder.

The fifth thunder species: Zhengyi Divine Thunder and Pure Yang Divine Thunder, which are condensed by the exercises, all belong to the fifth thunder method.

Of course, the five thunder palms of the wind and the condensation of thunder and lightning belong to the unqualified thunder species. Shi Jian glanced at the red brand on Feng Wanli's neck, and briefly examined it: "The strength of this ghost thing is far beyond mine, although my divine thunder can eradicate this ghost thing brand, but his body will also be destroyed because of this!"

"I know that, too!"

Uncle Nine nodded, and then suggested: "However, if you cultivate the Lightning Rush Thunder Fist by Wanli, and use this to condense the Six-Rank Zhengyi Thunder and Lightning Dao Basic, then the ghost imprint will not be a problem." ”

As soon as he heard this, Shi Jian's face changed slightly, and he didn't look at the imprint left by the ghost on Feng Wanli's neck, and directly scolded: "What are you kidding, how can a disciple of the corpse chase a vein learn my pulse thunder method, if you say this again, don't blame me for being unkind to you!"

After saying that, Shi Jian directly waved his sleeves and led Shi Shaojian away.

"Alas!"

Seeing this scene, Uncle Nine sighed lightly and comforted Feng Wanli: "Wanli, don't worry, I'll think of a way to persuade Senior Brother!"

"Thank you, uncle!"

Feng Wanli nodded, but he thought in his heart: "Since this is the case, Shi Jian must die." ”

Since all the ghosts had been captured, after the Maoshan Dao Chiefs handed over the ghosts to the Ninth Uncle, they scattered and left, leaving only the four of the Ninth Uncle Feng Wanli in the empty field, looking at each other.

Uncle Nine waved his hand: "You guys go back to rest early, tomorrow Boss Qian will ask me to discuss things." ”

"What about you, uncle?" Feng Wan was puzzled, seeing Uncle Nine like this, he obviously wanted to stay here.

Uncle Nine glared at Qiusheng Wencai fiercely: "I still have to wipe my butts for these two stinky boys and send all the ghosts down." ”

"Thank you, master!"

The living treasure duo Qiusheng Wencai showed joy on his face, and after thanking Uncle Jiu, he directly patted his butt and ran in the direction of Yizhuang.

"Uncle Shi, I'm also leaving!"

Feng Wanli is not polite, he has not been to see the blood spring for nearly ten days, and he can stop by to take a look.

Eat a trench and grow a wisdom, the last time I went to the mass grave was discovered by Xiaoli, this time I called Xiaoyu before going to the mass grave, and with Xiaoyu by my side, I could avoid being discovered by Xiaoli.

As soon as he saw Xiao Yu, Feng Wanli asked, "Is there anything abnormal about those three corpses recently?"

Xiao Yu shook his head: "I listened to Feng Lang's advice and provided chicken blood to the three corpses every day, but because those three corpses were not pure Yin Destiny, they couldn't withstand the huge energy in the blood spring in a short period of time. ”

Feng Wan's color changed slightly, and he replied directly: "Lead the way ahead!"