Cultivating Immortals For All: I Can See The Attributes Of Disciples

170. I, the Ten Thousand Soul Sect, are willing to pay any price to ask for the life of the senior!

"Evil? Unexpectedly, there are such disgusting creatures in The Mortal Realm!"

The ghost said coldly.

In the quiet The Netherworld, there will indeed be a lot of evil voices.

Every time a bad sound is born, it will cause a catastrophe in an area.

Countless ghosts were devoured, and countless besieged cultivators were massacred.

Every time the evil spirit appears, it represents this fierce battle.

Every high rank cultivator who finds evil will spare no effort to kill it.

Just like the mortals of The Mortal Realm are afraid of ghosts.

The ghosts of The Netherworld are also afraid of evil voices!

"Roar!"

air.

Five huge evil spirits roared one after another.

Hundreds of tentacles frantically swung towards the ghost.

In their perception, there is an extremely powerful life form ahead.

devour them!

Swallow them all!

Xing Gui grabbed it in the air, and a spear exuding a dark aura appeared in his hand.

"Crack!"

Black lightning shot out.

The Soul Devouring Spear was inserted into the evil's body almost instantly.

"Roar!"

Accompanied by bursts of anger, 05 roared.

This ugly body is collapsing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A large number of silver tadpoles quickly swim around the body.

The evil body of the destroyer.

And take advantage of this opportunity.

The other four villains rushed forward.

Wrapped around the ghost.

He devoured the Ghost Qi on Xing Gui's body with big mouthfuls.

"Damn it!"

The ghost cursed angrily.

Grabbing a tentacle with one hand, he also opened his mouth and bit it away.

A large number of pitch-black flames suddenly sprang up all over the body, roaring one after another while burning this evil beast.

Taking advantage of the time when the evil is entangled with the ghost.

Master Wanhun's figure flashed, but he shot to the outside.

The mountain guard formation was broken.

The power of countless stars fell.

The disciples in Sect fled in all directions, and they had no strength to resist.

Master Wanhun's eyes flashed, and he said coldly: "Sure enough, there is a Divine Transformation cultivator outside the formation, otherwise the position of the Gold Core cultivator in my sect cannot be locked, and the power of the Star is mobilized to kill..."

Around him, blood-red figures suddenly appeared.

Stared at him blankly.

A blood-red figure, a blood-red cloak, and a blood-red long sword in his hand!

Soul of Sword!

"Huh? What kind of creature is this thing, why does it have such a strong Ghost Qi?"

Daoist Wanhun stared at these sword souls with one hand behind his back.

"Whoosh!"

The blood-colored long sword slashed out, forming a densely packed Sword Qi, and slashed towards Daoist Wanhun!

"Hmph! A little trick!"

Master Wanhun snorted coldly.

A jet of black mist suddenly gushed out of him.

All of a sudden, he jumped on this group of sword souls.

Sword Qi dissolves, soul body collapses!

There was only a little true spirit left, and it suddenly burst out.

disappeared into the sky.

"This thing is controlled by people..."

Master Wanhun's eyes flashed, and his figure quickly flew towards the sky.

The dense figures once again appeared in the sky.

"How can there be so many!"

Master Wanhun's pupils shrunk.

He just tried the strength of these strange bloody figures.

The Sword Qi that was cut out was unparalleled in power, comparable to a full blow from the Nascent Soul early stage cultivator.

But the soul body is very fragile.

Only equivalent to the physique of a Gold Core cultivator.

As long as you can escape their first wave of Sword Qi slashes, you can

Master Wanhun hand seals with one hand, and a Wanhun banner suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Spin like crazy.

A dense black mist poured out.

Numerous ghost figures rushed out of it all at once.

Thousands of blood-colored figures drew out their long swords in unison, and slashed in the direction of Fang Hun!

"Buzz!"

Looking up, Sword Qi is as dense as a rainstorm falling from the sky.

"teach"

"Woo woo woo..."

Countless lonely souls roared one after another and rushed towards the dense group of Sword Qi.

In mid-air, the two collided.

The densely packed ghosts were directly melted into nothingness.

Sword Qi shoots out!

The real Wanhun's figure flashed.

Appeared behind this group of bloody sword souls in an instant.

With a wave of his hand, the invisible Sword Qi shot out.

To kill this group of bloody sword souls again!

"This group of strange blood-colored souls block my figure, and the enemy must be ahead!"

A cold light flashed in Wanhun's eyes, and he rushed forward again.

It seems that he doesn't care about the existence of a Divine Transformation cultivator on the other side.

The figures flickered one after another.

In midair, dense figures appeared again.

This time, the group of bloody sword souls were not attacking him.

Instead, it rushed towards the inside of the Sect.

"Um?"

Daoist Wanhun ignored these, and his figure flashed again, appearing in front of a light blue light curtain.

In front of his eyes, two figures appeared.

Lin Luo, and wine.

Master Wanhun looked at Su Jiu's pupils and shrank slightly.

Not only amazed at her beauty.

Instead, they had some guesses about Su Jiu's identity.

"Meet this senior."

He said neither humble nor overbearing: "I don't know when my Wanhunzong offended the senior. In order to ask the senior to forgive me, our Soulzong is willing to pay any price!"

"Millions of Top Grade Spirit Stones!"

"Hundred Thousand Year Elixir!"

"Hundreds of high-grade spirit ghosts!"

"Ten fifth-order Medicine Pills!"

"As long as I can extinguish the senior's resentment, I, Wan Weizong, are willing to pay any price!"

850 "Even..."

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of Master Wanhun: "I, Wanhun Sect, am willing to share with the senior the stele of the Zhenfu at the site of the Immortal Mansion!"

"Explore the Immortal Mansion together!"

Su Jiumei's eyes flashed, and she subconsciously glanced at Lin Luo.

He smiled and said: "Master, what do you think?

"Owner?"

Rao is the city of the real soul.

After hearing Su Jiu's words, his heart skipped a beat subconsciously.

What is the identity of the person who can be called the "master" by the Divine Transformation cultivator?

"This senior..."

Daoist Wanhun was taken aback.

in his perception.

The Cultivation Base of the young man in front of him is only the Gold Core early stage.

No matter how he perceives it, it is just a Gold Core early stage!

He stabilized his mind and continued: "Senior, can I calm down your anger with the conditions I just said?

"I, My Thousand Soul Sect, absolutely have no intention of becoming enemies with you!"

Lin Luo smiled lightly.

Why would Master Wanhun say this?

It's not that he has seen his own strength.

If it was before, all he could think about was how to destroy himself.

Lin Luo suddenly pointed to the south of Wanhun Mountain, and said with a smile: "Isn't it real Wanhun, do you know where that direction is?"

Master Wanhun frowned: "Qinshan mountain range? Could it be that the senior is also for the ruins of the Xianfu?"

"No no no no... I was born in... the Black Mist Sect."