In the rolling black clouds, Yuwen Chenggang looked coldly at his disciple Mi Changliang who was hanging on the flagpole. He achieved Jindan for a hundred years, and at this time the monk had reached the critical point of the early Jindan period, and one step further, it was the middle stage of Jindan.

Although he only had the cultivation of the early stage of Jindan, within this radius of several thousand, no one dared to disobey him. And now, his beloved disciple was being hung on a flagpole, which seemed to him to be a slap in the face.

It doesn't matter how his disciples bully people, the important thing is that he feels that the people who come don't give him face, and it depends on the owner to beat the dog. This kind of unscrupulous person who hurts his face, he must teach him a lesson. What about the newly promoted Jindan Zhenren, he has been staying in the Jindan realm for a hundred years, although he is still in the early stage of Jindan, but when it comes to magic weapons, how can a newly promoted Jindan monk be compared!

Take this person today, so that people can see my Yuwen Chenggang's means!

Regarding Mi Changliang's hysterical wailing, Yuwen Chenggang did not take it to heart. He unfolded his divine consciousness in an instant, and with an eerie killing intent, he rushed straight towards the cave where the spiritual energy of the mountain was gathered. With his eyesight, he didn't need to observe at all to conclude that this was Fang Ling's place of cultivation.

At the moment when his divine consciousness was about to be suppressed, a divine consciousness rushed out of the cave mansion, blocking the divine consciousness he had suppressed in an instant. Feeling the divine consciousness that rushed out, the corners of Yuwen Chenggang's mouth twitched, and he was a little surprised. This divine consciousness that rushed out was no worse than his divine sense.

"Who is the Taoist friend who is visiting? Please forgive Fang Ling for missing the welcome. In a faint voice, the door of the cave opened. Fang Ling, who was dressed in a cyan robe, walked out.

Yuwen Chenggang looked at Fang Ling's young appearance, and couldn't help but feel a trace of jealousy in his heart. Although for the monks, after the achievement of Jindan. They will live longer, but that doesn't mean that the signs of aging won't show up in them. Take Yuwen Chenggang as an example, when he achieved Jindan, he was in the prime of life, and now more than a hundred years have passed, and the wrinkles on his face have increased a lot. This Fang Ling standing in front of him. It's so fucking young!

This made Yuwen Chenggang feel more and more annoyed, he had to teach this young man a lesson and let him know. Even if you become a Jindan real person, you must know how to respect the elderly. To let him know, it doesn't mean that he has become a Jindan real person, and he can do whatever he wants unscrupulously.

"Hmph. Are you Fang Ling?" Yuwen Chenggang waved his sleeves. Falling from the void, he glanced at Fang Ling indifferently, and then asked coldly, "Old man Bai Youshan Yuwen Chenggang, you should know why I came!"

As soon as Fang Ling came from Yuwen Chenggang, he sensed that he was not good. At this time, when I heard him sign up, I didn't know what the comer meant. At the moment, he smiled faintly and said, "Yuwen Daoyou, isn't it for the affairs of your disciple?"

"Yes, I am here for my disciple. Yuwen Chenggang sneered, and a pair of slender eyes flashed with a hint of coldness: "Fang Daoyou." If I, the master, don't come, I won't be able to come in a few days. This disciple of mine was tortured to death by you, you are really a spicy method!"

Fang Ling said with a flat expression: "Do you know why I want to hang this person on this flagpole?"

"Hmph, I don't know why, and I'm not in the mood to know. I only know that my Yuwen Chenggang's disciple, even if he commits a big crime, it will be handled by me Yuwen Chenggang himself, and if others dare to touch my disciple, it will be to slap my Yuwen Chenggang in the face!" Yuwen Chenggang sneered and said coldly: "Anyone who hits me Yuwen Chenggang's face is my Yuwen Chenggang's enemy." ”

Fang Ling smiled casually and asked indifferently, "Yuwen Daoist is here, don't you want to do it?"

"It's okay to do it, it's okay not to do it. For the sake of you being a new Jindan real person, I will also give you a way to go, as long as you kowtow to me to make amends, and then offer three thousand medium-grade immortal stones, I can treat this matter as if I have not been born. Yuwen Chenggang's fingers flicked, and a dark green jade plate with a length of two feet appeared in his hand: "Otherwise, I'll let you taste the power of my new soul refining card!"

Let yourself kneel down to make amends, and you have to offer three thousand medium-grade immortal stones, which is really enough to bully people. And the implication of this Yuwen Chenggang is also obvious, that is, I am better than you, so even if I blatantly bully you, you are helpless.

"Three thousand mid-grade immortal stones are nothing, but Yuwen Daoyou, do you think that you are also worthy of me to offer these three thousand mid-grade immortal stones?" Fang Ling glanced at the person with disdain and asked contemptuously.

Yuwen Chenggang, who was originally full of confidence, saw that Fang Ling was so arrogant, and he was furious. He smiled and said, "Junior, this is a regression without going away, okay, I will teach you a good lesson today, so that you know what the rules are in this cultivation world." ”

As he spoke, Yuwen Chenggang pointed a little at his finger, and the dark green Soul Detention Card instantly swelled tenfold, and hundreds of various figures rushed out of the Soul Detention Card, each holding a sword and rushing straight towards Fang Ling.

Mi Changliang, who was hanging on the flagpole, was very excited when he saw the soul of the soul card flying out. He shouted at Tu Dawei, who was like a dead dog not far away: "Boy, don't call, wait a minute, my master captures Fang Ling, that is, when we take revenge, I must let him pay back ten times, no, it should be a hundred times repaid!"

Tu Dawei was already dying at this time, he barely opened his eyes, looked at the hundreds of figures in the billowing smoke below, and said with a little disbelief: "With these means, can you really capture Fang Ling?"

"Hmph, you know a fart, my master's soul binding card is one of the secret magic weapons of the Thousand Bamboo Sect, and it takes at least thousands of souls to exercise this treasure. And once this treasure is trained, two spirits will be generated in the soul card. These two spirits usually look no different from ordinary souls, but once they make a move, they can fly extinct and spit yin fire from their mouths, even if Jin Dan Zhenren is hit by this phosphorus fire, it is difficult to resist. ”

"Although Fang Ling is a Jindan real person, how can he resist these Yin Fires? How can he tell which two of these souls are powerful!"

Fang Ling looked at the hundreds of rushing souls, and his brows furrowed. The moment these hundreds of souls rushed in, he felt that although these souls were a little stronger than ordinary souls, they were just the cultivation of the ninth level of Qi cultivation. Although such a large number of souls were more than enough to deal with the Zhuji Monk, it was far from the Jindan Monk.

Since this Yuwen Chenggang uses the Soul Detention Card as a heavy treasure, it will definitely not be so simple. The thoughts in his heart flickered, his consciousness flickered, and the thoughts that gathered in his heart like diamonds shrouded in many powers.

"Bang bang bang!"

The moment Fang Ling's thoughts shrouded the heads of the powerful spirits, hundreds of powerful spirits that were rushing towards Fang Ling suddenly dissolved into the smoke as if they had encountered the snow of fire. Only one tall and one short, two inconspicuous souls, are still staggering forward.

For this change, Fang Ling didn't expect that it was the first time that he had used his divine consciousness condensed by the Heavenly Demons in the past, but he didn't expect that he would have a twist of mind and actually split most of those souls.

Yuwen Chenggang is full of confidence, although he has not been refining this soul card for a short time, but with this set of treasure cards, he has fought with an old opponent. Although the other party relied on treasures to defend himself, he was also chased by him and fled. Using this soul card to deal with a Jin Dan who has just been promoted is really a bit overkill, or it is too much to bully a newcomer!

But as soon as this thought arose in his mind, the souls that were used as a cover burst open. This soul card was a magic weapon that was connected to Yuwen Chenggang's mind, and he instantly sensed that those souls had died.

How is it possible, how can the soul of this Soul Detention Card perish! Even if this thing is smashed, it can still be re-transformed with the Soul Detention Card, how can it be wiped out all at once? Yuwen Chenggang didn't want to admit that it was true, but his divine sense could not sense the existence of these things at all.

Yuwen Chenggang, who was puzzled in his heart, had no time to be shocked by the disappearance of those ordinary souls, and at this moment, Fang Ling slapped his storage bag, released the white bone sword, and slashed towards the two powerful spirits.

This white bone sword was originally a quarter of the top-grade magic weapon Quartet Divine Ghost Staff, although it was refined into a magic weapon by Fang Ling at the beginning, but in terms of quality, it was much stronger than ordinary magic weapons. At this moment, it was released by Fang Ling, like a fly that had seen blood, and couldn't wait to rush towards a fierce spirit.

Before coming to the powerful spirit, the white bone sword reverted back to its original form, that is, a skeleton the size of a grinding plate, and a stream of white gas erupted from the skeleton's mouth, turning into a white net, directly swallowing the powerful spirit into the skeleton.

"Evil obstacles dare to be!" At this moment, Yuwen Chenggang was really angry, his two powerful spirits were refined after decades of hard work. When it comes to combat effectiveness, every strong spirit is no worse than Jindan Zhenren. can be said to be his most powerful assistant, and now he has ruined one in just one face, which makes him not anxious.

Ignoring anything else, he slapped his storage bag and a skull hammer flew out and smashed down on the skull. Fang Ling already felt that the skeleton transformed by the White Bone Sword was still unfinished, where could Yuwen Chenggang destroy the good thing of this skeleton, and said with a smile at the moment: "Yuwen Daoyou, the so-called good things come in pairs, why should you be stingy, it's better to be less safe and not impatient." As he spoke, Fang Ling waved his palm, and the blue jade tent turned into a blue cloud, directly pocketing the skull hammer of Yuwen Chenggang in the tent.

And the skeleton transformed by the white bone sword over there was even more slack at this time, and in an instant, it flew towards another powerful spirit again. The same trick was used again, and he swallowed the spirit directly into his mouth. (To be continued......)

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