Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Supreme Qi Zhi
In the depths of the Ghost Howling Cave, the disciples of the Demon Sect were strewn with corpses all over the field, and the dead were all skull pierced, and the essence of the whole body was lost, and the scene was like Shura Hell. The sound of light footsteps came from the darkness, and a beautiful and white face, with sharp and angular coldness, and white eyes, glowed with a strange mystery, as if the beautiful boy in Greek mythology walked out. "It takes half a hundred for a low-grade pig to be worth the vitality of a son of luck. The beautiful boy moved his wrist and said in a mature voice that was not his age. "Ancestor, according to the information of my ghost clan, there are only a hundred disciples in the Demon Sect each trial, in addition to the six sons of luck, there will also be senior brothers from the major peaks, and their cultivation level is not inferior to that of the son of luck. Behind the beautiful boy, a ghostly man appeared around him, and said respectfully. "Those two sons of luck can't escape the palm of this seat. "The beautiful boy has absorbed the vitality of half a hundred disciples of the Demon Sect and abandoned the ghosts and gods who turned into human forms in the beast body. ...... "Ahh "Boring!" "Boring!" just escaped from the dangerous cave, and before he could catch his breath, he was choked half to death by a sentence from a reminiscence of the unrepentant philistine, with an unthinkable arrogance, where could he allow others to question his reputation, and immediately angrily took out a book from his bosom and handed it to Luochen. "The Five Elements Immortal!" Luo Chen stroked the old pages, and could feel the power of the years circulating inside, he read it carefully, and was shocked and said with a wry smile: "I said, how could you give me this unique copy of the art that is not passed on." "As long as there is a vajra circle, a building wood, a forgotten river water, the sun is true fire, and the soil is resting, there is no difficulty in cultivating immortality and immortality. Bu Sifan also felt that it was a fantasy, but he still replied with righteousness and solemnity. "The ancient holy tree was built and cut off by the big axe of the Tao in a vain attempt to defy the sky, leaving only three pieces of the main trunk, floating in the sea and river, where do you let me find it? There is also the real fire of the sun, the eyes of Pangu that open the world, how do you let me take it? Not to mention the breath left by Dayu and the Lechuan River under the bridge!" "You must know that these gods are created, well-deserved immortality and immortality, you want to be immortal in spirit and body, it is impossible without a price." Bu Sifan has seen the ruthlessness of Luochen, and now the ghosts and gods are like shadows, and it takes the two of them to work together to win a glimmer of life, for fear that Luochen, who feels cheated, will fall behind him, Bu Sifan took out a blank roll of kraft paper and threw it to Luochen. "This time it's a wordless heavenly book?" said Luochen speechlessly. "No regrets, junior brother, calm down. Bu Sifan replied angrily, with a slight finger of his right hand, a brilliant brilliance hit the blank kraft paper, blooming a red lotus, just a flash in the pan, it dissipated in the wind, and a little afterglow sprinkled on the paper, reflecting a line of delicate small characters. "This is all my perception of fire in the process of refining treasure peak from an iron boy to the first apprentice, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the avenue of fire. Bu Sifan said proudly. Luochen's eyes lit up, and while throwing the cowhide roll into the treasure bag, he said ashamedly: "How inappropriate this is, Senior Brother Sifan is polite." "Then give it back to me." Bu Sifan said disdainfully. "This is wrong, the Dao method sent out is like a daughter who is married, is it possible that when Senior Brother Sifan is a father, on the wedding night of his children, do he still have to ask his son-in-law for his daughter?" "What does Taoism have to do with marrying a daughter? "I don't think about meeting people who are not ladylike, and I want to cry without tears. "Shhh Bu Sifan didn't dare to slack off when he saw this, and did it step by step, because he used the secret treasure to see that outside the secret room, a cold ghost fire suddenly appeared, flashing with the light of seduction. The ghostly fire wandered around, as if searching for something, and after a moment, it found nothing, and disappeared into the air. "Whew!" Bu Sifan saw the dissipation of the ghost fire, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief, relieved his emotions and said, "It's safe." "No, not yet. Dust's heart almost lifted, and he could feel that a strong crisis was brewing nearby, and it didn't disappear because of the ghost fire. "Are you looking for this seat?" A hoarse voice suddenly sounded behind him, and he felt numb when he fell into the dust, but he didn't dare to move his body, because a powerful divine sense locked on him, as if as long as he moved, the end would be a different place. "Let the two of you little ones put together, and I'll have to spend time and effort sucking those pigs. The ghost god said in the form of a beautiful boy. "Half a hundred pigs are worth the vitality of one of you, which really makes this seat love and hate you. "Half a hundred pigs, which means that the fifty elite disciples of the Demon Sect, among whom there may be people who sacrifice to Tianfeng, are now all buried in the mouth of the ghosts and gods, and a nameless fire was inexplicably born in the bottom of Luochen's heart, and he clenched his fists and let go, he knew in his heart that being brave alone was reckless, and the difference in strength between himself and the ghosts and gods was too great, and he must not touch hard. "Your body doesn't seem to belong to you, it's interesting and interesting......" The ghost stared at the dust for a moment, and suddenly gave up sucking him, as if he wanted to save until the end, and the ghost dodged in front of Bu Sifan. "Become the nourishment of this seat!" "Demon Er Dare!" A Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder draped on the body of the ghost god, making his action pause, and at this time, the three figures in the distance moved in an instant, saving Bu Sifan.
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