The Demon Banner was the treasure that Fang Ling personally sacrificed, and it could be regarded as a spiritual connection with Fang Ling. For the casting of this Demon Flag, Fang Ling had already reached the point where he was handy. But as the treasure flag and the purple blood approached, the five skeletons that were originally on the Demon Banner instantly rushed up from the Demon Banner, turned into a blood shadow, and flew towards the purple liquid.

That blood shadow was the result of the Xuanqi Dafa containing An Chengming's Blood Transformation Dafa, plus the convergence of the five Xuanqi Dafa condensed skeletons. It can be said that it is a storage zài that surpasses Jin Dan, and it is the first powerful treasure in Fang Ling's hands.

For this kind of life-saving thing, where was Fang Ling willing to let it have an accident?, but just as his divine mind flashed and wanted to pull the blood shadow away, the purple blood shadow let out a roar, rushing towards the purple blood a little faster.

Before Fang Ling could take any further measures, the blood shadow had already opened its big mouth and devoured the purple blood the size of a bead into its mouth in one bite. With the purple blood entering the body, it only took a moment for the blood to turn purple.

As the owner of the Blood Shadow, Fang Ling found that the body of the Blood Shadow was trembling at a frequency that was invisible to the naked eye. And with each trembling, the purple became a little darker. Fang Ling's mind could sense that in the blood shadow, there was a violent aura, surging.

Sensing this aura, Fang Ling couldn't help but feel a kind of worry in his heart, he was afraid that the strange blood shadow would explode under this violent aura.

Although the Blood Shadow inherited many of the methods of the Blood Transformation Dafa, even if it was cut into sections by the magic weapon. It can still be connected. But this kind of explosion that penetrated into every trace of the blood shadow's body, Fang Ling didn't think that this blood shadow could still be united.

He wanted to pinch the mantra, but when he was halfway there. found that his magic technique could no longer have any effect on the blood shadow, and all he could do now was wait.

"Whew!"

A roar like hell came out of the mouth of the bloody shadow. With this roar, the body of the blood shadow suddenly rose a foot. A vague blood-colored skull. It has become the size of a wheat bucket.

The red and purple light kept flashing on the blood shadow's body. Each time it flickered, the breath of this blood shadow. Just a little bit of rage. Although he was the master of the blood shadow, coupled with the words of Maitreya's Sutra to protect his heart, under this increasingly violent aura, Fang Ling couldn't help but retreat step by step.

Violet and red light. Slowly merge into one. The tall blood shadow also slowly receded into the eyes with dark purple light, slowly revealing its figure. This is a strange existence with triangular blood thorns on his head and four arms on his body, and his huge body is matched with a strange aura, giving people a feeling like a ghost.

At the moment when Fang Ling's divine sense once again shrouded the blood shadow, the blood shadow suddenly came with a thought of resistance. This kind of resistance surprised Fang Ling, and he didn't even think about it. Quickly pinch the spell and leave the prohibition on the demon banner one by one. Quickly get up and running.

"Close!"

In the middle of a heavy drink, the blood shadow flew straight towards the Demon Banner in Fang Ling's hand. And as the blood shadow flew, Fang Ling felt that the Demon Banner in his hand instantly had a feeling of expansion. And at the moment when the increasingly strange blood shadow approached the Demon Flag, this feeling became even stronger.

"Whoa!"

An earth-shattering roar shouted out from the mouth of the blood shadow again, and with this roar, the momentum of the blood shadow doubled again, and the blood shadow at this time was like a wild beast.

A savage beast in its infancy!

Yuan Ying can be called the ancestor, and the law is through the world!

And as long as a sect has a patriarch in charge, there will basically be no disaster of annihilation. In the same way, if you want to destroy a sect, the most important thing is to destroy the ancestor of the sect.

The Ancestor is in a sect, so it can be said that he is the Optimus Pillar!

I don't know how many Jin Dan, there is only one thing I think about, that is, to be promoted to Yuanying and be called an ancestor!

Fang Ling's promotion to the Golden Pill was not too long, it was still in the middle of the Golden Pill, but he had already begun to prepare for the cultivation of the Yuan Infant. Even if the method he cultivated was rare in the world, he didn't dare to say that he was 100% sure of the promotion to Yuanying.

And now, the blood shadow generated by this Demon Banner actually has the power of the Primordial Ancestor. And looking at the blood shadow's cousin, he was even more reluctant to enter the Demon Banner again.

Otherwise, I would have lost my wife and broken my army. Between the flashes of thoughts in his heart, Fang Ling quickly pinched the magic technique, and the black demon banner was black and horizontal in an instant, and thousands of filament-like Xuan Qi were bound towards the blood shadow.

"Whew!"

The blood shadow only roared wildly in the face of the rushing Xuanqi Qi, and the Blood Burning Divine Knife that was still in his hand slashed directly towards the void, that is, hundreds of Xuanqi Qi were divided into two sections.

The light in his eyes flickered, Fang Ling once again urged Haoran's qi, and the rolling thunder began to converge above Fang Ling's head. This thunder was already masculine and strong, and coupled with Fang Ling's use of Haoran Qi to make an envoy, the power was naturally more and more amazing.

That blood shadow was already afraid of the power of this mighty thunder, plus it itself was Fang Ling's sacrificial thing, and he didn't know how much Fang Ling was forbidden in his body. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many weirdness hidden in the Jiuli Holy Blood this time, he would not have the intention of breaking away from Fang Ling's shackles.

At the moment when the blood shadow hesitated, Fang Ling's fingers pinched, and one after another spells continued to be imprinted towards the blood shadow's body. And the Xuanqi that slowly wrapped around the blood shadow surrounded the blood shadow little by little, pulling it towards the Demon Banner.

I don't know how long it took for the blood shadow to re-enter the Demon Banner. It's just that in the past, as long as the blood shadow entered the Demon Flag, it would split into five skeletons, but now, this blood shadow is still a blood shadow.

However, this had already made Fang Ling breathe a sigh of relief, after all, as long as this blood shadow re-entered the Demon Banner, it would be under his control. It's just that now he still didn't dare to put away that mighty qi, and after carefully understanding the state of the Imperial Demon Flag, Fang Ling pinched his fingers, and the Imperial Demon Banner flew up again.

One by one, the techniques of refining the Demon Banner were once again beaten into the Demon Banner by Fang Ling, and along with these techniques, the blood shadow that had been roaring in the sky shrunk into a fist-sized blood-colored bead in the pitch-black Demon Banner.

When the last bead was finalized on the Demon Flag, Fang Ling's face showed a look of joy and doubt. The reason why he was happy was because of this sacrifice, the blood shadow had finally reintegrated into his grasp.

As for the doubts, he now doesn't understand whether the bead on his demon banner can be called a Xuanqi bead.

After the Xuanqi Dafa breaks through the Yuanying realm, it can collect the Qi of the Nine Layers of Xuanyin of Heaven and Earth and refine the infinite mysteries of the Xuanyin Beads. Just now, in order to completely control the blood shadow, Fang Ling carried out the sacrificial refinement of the Xuan Zhu Bead on the Imperial Demon Banner in advance.

However, after the Xuan Zhu is refined, the color should be yin and blue, and the huge bead can even carry Fang Ling's Yuan Shen, becoming the second incarnation of Xuan Ao. However, the blood beads in this Demon Banner, although they were also very useful, required Fang Ling's urging, and they could not carry Fang Ling's divine sense at all.

After thinking about it for a while, Fang Ling, who was a little unaware, shook his head, after all, this strange blood bead should not be something that could be refined at his level. If it weren't for a series of coincidences and the Nine Li Holy Blood, Fang Ling himself wouldn't have been able to make this kind of bead at all.

Forget it, it can be used anyway. When I looked up at the stone stalactite, I saw that the stone stalactite, which had lost its purple blood, was pale and white.

Why does this stone stalactite have the Nine Li Holy Blood, and what is it that is hidden under the mountain peak? One thought flashed, making Fang Ling have an urge to find out.

After carefully searching the cave for a quarter of an hour, Fang Ling stood in front of an ancestral plate that was the same as when he entered. This ancestral disk was engraved with some symbols that Fang Ling didn't understand, and at this time, a faint purple light was flickering on the ancestral disk.

Fang Ling used the true element of the Xuanqi Dafa to urge the ancestral disk, just like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no sound. Fang Ling groaned slightly, and began to urge with that mighty qi again. This time, there was movement in the ancestral plate, but this movement was a slight crack in the ancestral plate.

If Haoran True Yuan was allowed to continue, Fang Ling did not doubt that this ancestral disk could be broken by himself. In the end, he urged the blood beads on the Demon Flag, and the light purple light flickered, and in just an instant, the purple light of the ancestral disk became extremely intense.

Fang Ling pondered for a moment, and finally stood on the ancestral plate, although he really wanted to find out where the tree in this Lushan Mountain was, and wanted to see where the treasure of the Divine Sect in An Chengming's mouth was. But the strange thunder of this Lushan Cave Heaven still made him finally give up this impulse.

In the blessed land of Longhu Mountain, there are Jindan demon beasts sitting in the town, looking at the situation of this Lushan Mountain, it is a higher level than Longhu Mountain. Although his cultivation has made great progress and he has more of Blood Shadow, the strangeness in this still makes Fang Ling decide to give up for the time being.

After all, there was only one life, and Fang Ling was absolutely unwilling to throw his life away in an adventure.

Purple light flickered, and Fang Ling's figure appeared on a mountain peak again. Feeling the breeze coming slowly, looking at the white clouds and blue sky above the mountain peak, Fang Ling's mood suddenly became extremely comfortable.

"Who?" thoughts flashed in his heart, and there was a hint of indifference in Fang Ling's voice.

"I", the voice of the answer was also not high, and with this voice, Xiong Xing, who had an indifferent face, stepped out. At this time, Xiong Xing's face was solemn, and with every step, there was a force that changed color in all directions.

Can the blood shadow on his Demon Banner withstand Xiong Xing? With a flash of thought in his heart, Fang Ling hugged his fists and said, "I've seen Xiong Xing's senior!"

"Fang Ling, you are so bold!" (To be continued......)

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