Chapter 8 The Spirit of the Wind Village Sacrifice

"My spirit pattern has been refined to three realms, and I won't bully you, I'll let you make a move. ”

The wind breathed and spoke, confident and conceited.

"This kid, don't you realize the seriousness of the matter......

Li Fan looked at this kid called Fengxi with strange eyes, and unlike him, the old patriarch and the others looked at Shui Yanyan worriedly, they didn't know that Shui Yanyan had a big move. Li Fan knew very well that Shui Yanyan, who had cultivated the Nine Tribulations Sutra, would definitely not be defeated, and even in the future, as her comprehension of the scriptures deepened, it would not be a problem to walk sideways in the same realm.

If there is no great opportunity, these small villages living in this desolate river can come up with a remnant method to reach the sky, and Shui Yanyan has scriptures, if he has a good understanding, he can comprehend many spells from it.

Wind breath approached step by step, and as he took steps, the earth trembled, and the breath on his body became stronger and stronger.

The Spirit Pattern Realm is already a good combat power in the Great Wilderness, and with the Spirit Pattern as the foundation, it can stretch the spell, open up the power of the mountains and split the sea, and be the threshold for sacrificing the spirit, which is this realm.

Feng Xi said that he was relaxed, but in fact, he was also on full guard.

Shui Yanyan didn't say much, and the scriptures behind her were swirling, turning into birds, and a wisp of ancient and obscure aura spread out, giving people an illusion of dignity and not being blasphemed.

At this moment, Feng Xi's face changed, and he stepped back violently, and shouted at the same time: "The Nine Tribulations Sutra is here!"

After the wind breathed and shouted, the sky changed color, a large whirlpool was slowly forming, and the purple qi was surging in the sky, as if something great was about to appear, and there was thunder and lightning swimming at the edge of the whirlpool.

Li Fan glanced at the sky, and a willow branch as green as a god was pulled out, and all the scriptures around Shui Yanyan were pressed back, this kid had just broken through, and his breath was unstable, such a battle would definitely be detected, and not a single little hairy boy in Fengcun would recognize it.

Just by virtue of this Nine Tribulations Sutra, I knew that the matter was exposed, the scriptures of the Ancient Nine Tribulations Divine Sparrow, I don't know how the kid in Wind Village recognized it, and Li Fan didn't have time to think about it, and the current sacrificial spirit method was performed, connecting the whole village.

Only then did the old patriarch and the others see the branches pulled out of the charred stump, and the secret power of the sacrificial spirit method began to emerge in their hearts.

This is a method that can be used to communicate with people at any time.

"Everyone, get out of here and take refuge underground!"

Li Fan's voice sounded in everyone's hearts, majestic and hazy and irreversible.

"Lord Yanagigami, it's great that you're okay......" The old patriarch trembled at this moment, and he didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly dispersed to the back of the village with the people.

There, there is a basement nearly 100 feet above the surface, which was built by the previous generation for decades to cope with emergencies.

Now, although the old patriarch does not know about the scriptures, he can only lead people to do it.

The people of Rain Village are well-trained, and they are almost clean in an instant.

This scene made everyone in Wind Village stupid, the fluctuations in the air just now, they didn't feel it less, it was the fluctuations exclusive to the sacrifice spirits.

In this case, the priest spirit of Rain Village is still alive?

Thinking about it like this, the group of people in Wind Village was not very calm, and they retreated slowly, far away from the dead old trunk.

It's a big sin to insult a village sacrifice spirit, but after seeing that the sacrifice spirit in the sky has arrived, I feel at ease, anyway, I have torn my face, what do you care so much......

"Lord Priest, I'm a monk, and I'm here to stay. ”

Shui Yanyan didn't leave, Shui Wuhu didn't leave, the two of them were monks in the village, and they insisted on staying, Li Fan thought about it, and didn't rush them, so that the two of them could have a long experience, it was best to open your eyes and see clearly how you were so powerful.

In the sky, in that big whirlpool, a big face appeared, and Li Fan saw that it was the face of a big dog.

"The Priest of Wind Village?"

Shui Wuhu looked at the big dog's face that was getting clearer and clearer, and realized the seriousness of the matter.

Under normal circumstances, the sacrificial spirit does not leave the place where it is guarded, and once it leaves, it means a bloody conquest, even if it is the Dharma Body, it has the same effect.

In the whirlpool, a big dog's head has stretched out in a few breaths, staring at a pair of big eyes and patrolling, like two big suns.

The three Qingpeng bowed to him and retreated, Li Fan felt that the relationship between this dog and the golden-winged Dapeng was afraid that it was the kind of brother who called him.

"Condense the Dharma Body, the cultivation of the Middle Three Realms Transformation Realm! You can already be regarded as an overlord!" Li Fan was solemn, and he was not calm.

I was still thinking about slaughtering the gods in front of the two of them, and when I saw the law body, I instantly regretted that I didn't force the two of them to retreat just now.

The sacrificial spirit of this wind village, Li Fan didn't expect to have the strength of the overlord, it is difficult to do it on his own, the key is that the little idea of escaping can't be implemented no matter how you look at it, Shui Yanyan's big eyes are still flickering......

"Lord Dog Emperor, the Nine Tribulations Sutra is ...... here" Feng Xi was transmitting the sound to their sacrificial spirits, he had to see the description of the sacrificial spirit to that treasure, and knew that it was a divine art, after Shui Yanyan performed it with all his might, he recognized it, and the kind of aura on Shui Yanyan's body was definitely not something that the scriptures that should have in this great wilderness could give.

"It's time to work, that old dog has the strength of the Middle Three Realms, what should I do?"

After Li Fan finished speaking, the sweet voice of the system sounded in his heart: "Don't panic, that guy is just in the Spirit Pattern Realm, and the fight is definitely only the share of being hung up and beaten by you, little brother, beat him!"

Li Fan heard this voice, his mind was full of black lines, and he was very suspicious that this system could be seen clearly? That big dog head, the Dharma Body, controlled the purple qi in the sky, majestic and terrifying, and there was no place to condense in the realm of metamorphosis.

"That guy can condense the Law Body, and he has definitely reached the realm of metamorphosis, overlord level, how can you see that it is only the spirit pattern realm?"

"He really only has the Spirit Pattern Realm, and our data is never wrong. "The system once again emphasizes that the sacrificial spirits in Wind Village only have the Spirit Pattern Realm, but Li Fan doesn't believe it, the Law Body has come over, you tell me that it is the Spirit Pattern Realm?

"Then how did he manage to condense the Dharma Body?"

"I can't analyze it, there is a layer of mysterious energy in him that can block my analysis!"

In just a few words, the entire dog body has been fully revealed, it is a big black dog, majestic, and the cultivation shown is no different from that of the overlord, and it seems majestic and inviolable.

Li Fan was stunned, there is such a dog in this place? How can you look at it, it is a soil dog, anyway, he has never seen it in a hundred years before.

"I'm waiting to welcome the Dog Emperor!

The old dog got up from the pit at this moment, and led his people to bow to the big black dog in the sky.

Shui Yanyan wanted to step on that old face again, but she held back, and just stayed respectfully in front of the charred stump.

Feng Lao Gou looked at Shui Yanyan with unkind eyes, holding back some bad ideas.

Li Fan originally didn't believe that this dog only had the cultivation of spiritual patterns, but after seeing that it was a big black dog, he didn't know why he believed it, probably because he had raised one when he was a human before, which was very unreliable......

And at this moment, the big black dog in the sky moved, and a big paw poked down from the clouds, and the target was Shui Yanyan, apparently the wind breath told him everything.

The Dharma Body of this big black dog was so big that it was like a mountain hanging in the sky, covering half of the sky and blocking the sunlight, and that paw was even more thunderbolt swimming.

Li Fan was dignified, and the only willow branch collapsed straight, stretched out, and pierced the sky, meeting the falling big dog claws.

Rumble!

The two sacrificial spirits collided for the first time, and the thunder and lightning on the big claws collapsed, and the willow branches, which looked tender and green, had indeed become an invincible divine spear at this moment, and they blasted away the attack of the big dog.

Li Fan was deeply surprised, the sacrificial spirit of this wind village looked mighty and shook the wind and clouds, but it seemed that it was really the power of the Spirit Pattern Realm.

"Lord Priest, don't keep your hands, don't worry about hurting us, I'll take people away. ”

The old dog bowed to the sky and quickly walked away with the people.

Seeing that his own sacrificial spirit was blocked, he thought that he was worried that he would hurt his own people and did not make a full move, so he retreated with his people, and he wished that the sacrificial spirit in Yucun would fall apart now, so as not to be remembered afterwards.

But in an instant, the people of Wind Village ran cleanly.

The sacrificial spirit of the Wind Village looked at the half of the dead wood that had blocked him just now, and at this moment, the sky was purple and cloudy, and the purple mist in the ten directions was like an ocean, forming a large purple bell, and on the body of the bell, mysterious runes were surrounded.

This purple bell covers the mountains and rivers, and it is magnificent, giving Shui Yanyan and Shui Wuhu an endless sense of oppression.