The dark sword body, shining with a dark earth-colored light, every time it hit the purple sword in the sky, the old Taoist priest felt the body swaying slightly, and had to urge the mana in his body to fill the purple sword to offset the loss, which increased the strength of the attack on Zhuo Bufan, but all this, Zhuo Bufan seemed to turn a blind eye, his face was ancient, as if he was holding his life and death on the board and calmly selling.

Zhuo Bufan didn't look back at the sharp sword that slashed by him, his eyes didn't blink, and even the blade left many deep wounds on his body, he still looked forward, like a running horse, looking forward to running the most magnificent ride of his life.

The old Taoist's heart continued to sink, and the pressure on Zhuo Bufan was too great, he didn't know that Zhuo Bufan was definitely not as simple as it seemed, and the pain and pressure he was bearing was by no means comfortable, but looking at Zhuo Bufan with a calm face, the old Taoist priest felt as if his judgment was wrong, as if Zhuo Bufan really didn't have the slightest pressure.

To this extent, in fact, the competition is no longer a pure cultivation competition, but also a contest of will, it depends on who can hold on for a moment more, theoretically, the old Taoist has more opportunities, after all, he is the late stage of Jindan, and the treasure of the town sect of the division is in hand, and Zhuo Bufan is only in the late stage of agility, if it is not for the guidance of Xu Lao and the support of the chaotic soul fire, let alone the late stage of agility, it is the early stage of the general Jindan, dozens of them also fell under the sword of the old Taoist.

Zhuo Bufan's calmness in the face of life and death finally frightened the old Taoist, he became murderous, this murderous intention, not that he didn't want to kill Zhuo Bufan just now, but a kind of determination to really put people to death, not a simple idea of killing.

If he hadn't killed Zhuo Bufan today, and the word would have spread in the future, the famous Venerable Quanzhen wouldn't even be able to deal with a stinky boy in the late stage of agility. In the future, what face will walk in the cultivation realm?

Besides, Zhuo Bufan's mountain-breaking sword formation, the power of the dazzling brilliance is completely beyond his imagination, if he doesn't use his killer skills, I'm afraid it's too late.

With a flip of the right hand, the copper incense burner flashed a vermilion cloud, and then with a "pop" sound, a thick smoke floated out of the incense burner, like ashes after the incense of the Buddha was burned. In an instant, the smoke was thick, and a little spark flashed, and sparks shot out in the air above his head, as beautiful and enchanting as a star pill jumping.

Pure Yang Crow Flame!

He, at last, made it out.

Mars is the star first. Then it suddenly disintegrated into palm-sized fire crows, flapping their wings and dancing in the air. Look around. There were no less than hundreds, and the brilliant brilliance of the extraordinary mountain-breaking sword was actually dissipated in the wings waved by these fire crows.

"Damn! Is this Danbao?" Zhuo Bufan was stunned at first, when he first saw the old Taoist's tricks, he thought that the old Taoist priest was playing treasure, did he want to set off fireworks?

Otherwise, how did he think of wanting to play with fire in front of the Soul Alchemist?

But as soon as this pure yang god crow burst into flames. But it surprised Zhuo Bufan, and in an instant, his mountain sword light was melted by these fire crows.

This is also a kind of Dan fire! That incense burner is still a Dan Bao! Could it be that the old Taoist priest is also an alchemist? Zhuo Bufan was stunned.

"Of course the old Taoist priest is not, but the predecessors of the old Taoist priest once had one of them. Xu Lao said lightly, sitting on the chair leisurely eating melon seeds and watching the play. "Well, boy, you have to work hard, you can't just talk big, I haven't seen a rainbow yet!" said as he spit melon seed shells on the ground, looking very comfortable.

Cut! Boy, do you really think a rainbow is so easy to see?

Damn! Zhuo Bufan couldn't help but complain.

"Poof. Mo Xiaoye finally smiled.

"Fuck, this is the Shura Fire Crow! The power is much more powerful than the Bi Fang Dan Bao I used at the beginning, old guy, how to crack it!?" Zhuo Bufan asked helplessly, the Shura Fire Crow was originally a thousand-year-old fire crow spirit, and then it was refined by the alchemist with the Yin Dan ghost fire, and ordinary cultivators should not be caught by the Shura Fire Crow, or they would be killed by its Yin Fire Crow if they spit out a mouthful of fire poison.

As a soul alchemist, Zhuo Bufan certainly knew the power of the Dao.

"What are you afraid of? You are also an alchemist! You won't be poisoned!" Xu Lao rolled his eyes and complained disdainfully, as if he was looking at an idiot.

"Die!" Zhuo Bufan roared angrily, feeling despised, and with the sword trick in his hand, the dark black giant sword flashed with golden light, turning into a gold color, and flew into the sky with a sonorous sound, only to see a golden dragon faintly flash from the clouds and lay an enchantment in front of Zhuo Bufan.

"Yo, the kid is good, he actually knows how to turn the Tenglong Pill Recipe into the Tenglong Sword Recipe Enchantment, very good, I am optimistic about you, and you will be able to see the rainbow soon." Seeing Zhuo Bufan's performance, Xu Lao couldn't help but praise Zhuo Bufan, but the content of his words could make Zhuo Bufan angry.

"Quack!"

Hundreds of Shura fire crows in the air danced wildly and roared, and at the same time there were clusters of dazzling flames, but in front of the extraordinary Tenglong Danjue junction, they couldn't take a step forward, the chaotic soul fire was the ancestor of all the Dan fire, but the fire light on the enchantment swallowed up, and those fire crows were killed by the fierce sword light transformed into the chaotic soul fire before they could get close, turning into a puff of black smoke.

However, this is not a good way to crack the opponent's Danbao, in this way, Zhuo Bufan's spiritual power consumption has increased dramatically, and he who was originally at a disadvantage in his cultivation, he needs to be at the same time with the sword, although the power is strong, it can break the Lingbao immortal soldiers, but it is also the most depletion of true yuan spiritual power, and as soon as the two parties are lost, Zhuo Bufan's spiritual power is immediately stretched.

And the other party's Shura Fire Crow is endless, layer upon layer, inexhaustible, although there is a lot of hard work lost, but after all, Zhuo Bufan can be consumed to death, and if it goes on like this, Zhuo Bufan will definitely not last long.

The old Taoist priest also knew this very well, although his heart was dripping blood, and the Shura Fire Crow, which had spent countless efforts of his ancestors, was dissipated by the extraordinary enchantment sword light in this way, and his eyes almost breathed fire, but he still did not care about the vitality of the incense burner, and constantly sacrificed the Shura Fire Crow.

After a little time, Zhuo Bufan couldn't support it, the golden light above his head gradually dimmed, and even the looming golden dragon became shadowy and unreal in the enchantment, as if it would dissipate at any time.

Zhuo Bufan felt a little powerless, and his head was a little dizzy, which was a manifestation of spiritual overdraft.

"Old Xu, what should I do?" It was not Zhuo Bufan who spoke, but Mo Xiaoye, seeing that Zhuo Bufan seemed to be unable to support her, she was the most nervous person, for fear that Zhuo Bufan would have an accident.

"Stupid boy, don't you know that the Dao Danhuo is divided into levels? You are a soul alchemist, the Chaos Soul Fire is naturally higher in level, if his master is still there, of course you can't defeat it, but it's just an ownerless Danhuo, what are you afraid of it for!"

"Danhuo is divided into levels, level suppression!" Zhuo Bufan didn't understand what Xu Lao was talking about at first, but when he got to the back, he finally thought of something, as if in a vague memory, Xu Lao had told him a means of level suppression, but he didn't just do the same thing at the time, he felt very sleepy and fell asleep.

"Damn! let you sleep, stinky boy!" Xu Lao was angry and didn't know where to take out a crutch and whip it on Zhuo Bufan!

Tell you not to listen to the class! Tell you not to listen to the class! Students who don't listen to the class are not good students!

"He wasn't a good student in the first place. Nervous Huang appeared, he thought of when Zhuo Bufan was studying in class, he didn't understand what he said, he was really stupid, and he was the worst student in his life.

"Afan is still good. Mo Xiaoyeqiang said good things about Zhuo Bufan, thinking that when he was making music, Ah Fan was still a little talented, well, just on the piano.

Is that just the piano? Was that what his father taught him when he was a child?

"I still learned it for the sake of picking up girls. "Nerve Huang is the last blow.

"Shut up!"

Zhuo Bufan paused word by word, he woke up, he couldn't hold back his grief anymore, the mist was suspended in his eyes, but he didn't make a sound, slowly leaned out his hand, and took out a bag of things wrapped in a white silk scarf from his arms, just like Zhuo's father straightened up and handed him a gift when he was about to leave home.

Father Zhuo smiled and said, "This is what Daddy I bought for you." ”

Zhuo Bufan took it, opened it and saw that it was a string of rock sugar gourds that were yellow and red, and when he raised his head, Zhuo's father was gone.

Zhuo Bufan stretched out his hand and grabbed it in front of him, wanting to grab Zhuo's father's hand, but he didn't catch anything.

"Don't go!" shouted Zhuo Bufan.

But Zhuo's father was silent.

"I hate eating rock sugar gourds the most!" Zhuo Bufan looked up to the sky and roared, suddenly reached out and took out a white item from his arms.

"Not good!" the old Taoist priest shouted, and before he could react, he saw that a large area of white ice flames was floating in the air, and then suddenly flashed, and in an instant, the temperature around the cliff suddenly increased, and the endless Shura fire crows that kept flying out of the incense burner also quietly withered a lot from the original cheering and jumping, for some reason.

Zhuo Bufan suddenly chuckled, but it seemed to alarm this world, a breeze blew, and those fire crows with strange colors and different postures suddenly swayed a little obliquely, and what was surprising was that the positions of these fire crows were all pointing to Zhuo Bufan, as if they were worshipping him as the center.

No, to be precise, it should be the large white ice flame on his palm, the white ice flame that floats out of the dust. (To be continued......)