blogombal Chapter 867
Chapter 867
Four huge black shadows were hidden in the black fog behind the hall.
Compared with them, the Blood Demon Hall was as small as a stone pillar.
This was just the tip of the iceberg of the black shadows. Most of their bodies were hidden in the thick black fog that covered the sky. It was silent and creepy.
When the White Tiger Emperor and the Black Tortoise Emperor saw two of the terrifying black shadows, their blood trembled, and their eyes were filled with terrible greed, but they were also extremely afraid.
The Blood Demon Cult Leader said, "See, who can defeat these four powerful weapons?"
The White Tiger Emperor's expression eased, and he smiled and said, "It seems that I have indeed worried too much. With us personally participating in the battle and these four powerful weapons, Luo Fanchen is nothing. It is useless for him to hide at the ends of the earth."
The Blood Demon Elder said, "Don't keep staring at a junior. No matter how strong an ant is, it is still an ant. He can keep making trouble because we haven't made a move yet. He only has the last three days to live."
"Not three days, but two days."
The Blood Demon Cult Leader's paper figurine raised two fingers.
The Blood Demon Cult's strong men were stunned at first, then they showed a sunny and cheerful smile on their faces and laughed heartily, "The leader is so mean, but this is how I like to do things, hahaha."
The Blood Demon Cult laughed, and the four priests gnashed their teeth,
Damn Luo Fanchen, damn Pope, you all wait for this priest.
The hatred of killing a son is irreconcilable.
The four priests looked at the four huge monsters in the black fog, felt relieved, and began to sell out the Blood Demon Cult's methods of Di Weiyang that he knew.
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Luo Fanchen lowered his head and gently kissed the foreheads of the sleeping Ye Xi'an sisters, covered them with the quilt, and quietly left the tent. He turned upside down the black lotus shield outside the tent to isolate all sounds, sat cross-legged on the blanket where Ye Youling had sat before, and looked up at the moonlight in the sky.
The battle will start in three days.
If he is the leader of the Blood Demon Cult, it is reasonable to say that it will take three days to attack in advance.
Talking about keeping trust with a cult is nonsense.
He felt a sense of urgency in his heart.
He took out all the recent gains and began to count them.
"Shua shua shua!"
Pieces of crystal light shining with special light appeared. They were precious soul bones that ordinary soul masters could not afford even if they spent all their money. Luo Fanchen had 32 pieces here, which was like a wholesale deal. He was extremely rich.
If he had not killed the ten major sequences in one go, he would not have had such an amazing harvest.
You should know that most of the ten major sequences have superb talents and powerful backers. Without Di Weiyang and others holding back the White Tiger Emperor, he could not easily kill them all.
In addition to the thirty-two soul bones that can be devoured by the Five Poisonous Gold Claws,
A holy angel sword shining with golden holy light was also taken out by Luo Fanchen. The black enchanting aura on it was completely purified by Luo Fanchen's karmic fire. Now it instinctively resisted Luo Fanchen and struggled desperately.
However, after Luo Fanchen released the ultimate light attribute aura of the Holy Dragon of Light, it immediately became honest, but it was still a little unruly.
"Roar--"
The ancestral dragon martial spirit in Luo Fanchen's dantian roared, and the domineering dragon power suppressed it. The unruly artifact holy sword finally obediently turned into the shape of Luo Fanchen, and turned into a golden holy sword mark that sank into the palm.
"Swish!"
Luo Fanchen raised his hand to release it, and the golden-red Great Sun Candle Martial Spirit shone out. If he hadn't deliberately suppressed the aura of the Great Sun Candle, I'm afraid that the nearby thousand meters would be illuminated by the Great Sun Candle, alarming all soul masters.
Luo Fanchen held the shrunken Sun Candlelight in one hand.
This martial soul had been completely purified by the Red Lotus Karma Fire and belonged entirely to Luo Fanchen.
He could feel that the potential of this martial soul was far from reaching its upper limit and there was still room for improvement.
Under normal circumstances, a martial soul that was plundered from its master would be difficult to advance without the nourishment of its master's bloodline, but Luo Fanchen could use the energy devoured by the Ancestral Dragon Martial Soul to replenish some leftovers for its evolution.
If the junior sister wants it, I'll give it to her. The combination of the sun and the moon, I wonder how powerful it is!
Add to that the Moon Lord Temple,
Tsk tsk.
Luo Fanchen's heart moved, but he still suppressed the urge to lurk over first. He probably took the junior sister to find the soul ring, and it wouldn't be too late to steal the house when he came back.
He put away the candlelight and took out the mysterious black box given to him by the tattooed young man.
Now that he has the 74th level of cultivation and the blessing of extraordinary mental power, he can't see through the mystery of this black box. I don't know what the tattooed young man's origin is.
Luo Fanchen still believed in his own judgment of people. Although the tattooed young man used vulgar language all the time, he had a pure heart and no bad intentions.
But could the person who took out this mysterious wooden box be an ordinary person?
Luo Fanchen did notWasting brain cells, summoning the white pupa to continue infusing soul power into it, he could really sense that something seemed to be growing inside. If the Pope hadn't persuaded him to try, he wouldn't have taken such a risk.
"Shua shua!"
Several exquisite rings were taken out by Luo Fanchen again.
He originally wanted to burn these rings with the fire of hell to prevent the other party from leaving special means, but after thinking carefully, it would be easy for people to realize in advance that he had special means to survey, and maybe the Great Emperor Canglong would know that he might have discovered a blue-black tumor.
So he gave up this plan. Anyway, putting it in the silver mask can isolate all the external breath, even if it is extraordinary, it can't be sensed, so there is no need to worry about the old dog Canglong playing tricks.
"What is the origin of this silver mask, it's simply outrageous!"
Luo Fanchen couldn't help but think of the gold mask worn by the Grand Marshal, which obviously has the same effect as this silver mask. The problem is that he doesn't say it, and he doesn't dare to ask with his current strength!
He still has to improve his strength.
He began to check the resources given by these sect masters and generals one by one, and his pupils suddenly became hot and excited.
"I've made a fortune!"
"Wow, you are really generous!"
"The total amount of source stones given by everyone is more than 180, which is simply a sky-high price!"
"The resources given by everyone are about five or six times enough for an ordinary soul master to fully cultivate from the seventh level to the eighth level. This is a wealth that ordinary extraordinary people are reluctant to give."
Luo Fanchen's eyes were burning: "Sure enough, in such a world where the weak are the prey of the strong, there is no need to deliberately pursue wealth, just improve yourself. When you become strong, naturally all kinds of people will come to give you gifts!"
"Swish!"
The Qinglian martial soul vibrated, and the cute baby consciousness of the old man was hungry and the food was the same as the meal.
Luo Fanchen released the Qinglian and hovered over the source stone at the first time.
When Qinglian sensed the more than 180 source stones for the first time, the lotus leaves were trembling, which meant that she couldn't speak, otherwise she would have wanted to shout a hundred times, "Dad is awesome, Dad is mighty, and he will rule the soul for thousands of generations!"
"Eat it!"
"Be proud of yourself!"
Luo Fanchen looked forward to Qinglian's evolution with the hope that his son would become a dragon.
Now four lotus seeds have been produced, and I don't know what the properties of the new two are.
Is there a seventh form!
"Roar--"
Seeing Qinglian's son feasting, Zulong Wuhun became anxious and agitated.
"Don't worry, you have already reached the seventh form of the five-clawed golden dragon!"
"Dad will help you find an opportunity to devour it later!"
Luo Fanchen was in a trance,
remembering his snowy ice field, where he had been wandering for more than a year, and Licking Wolf Ergou.
Now its home, the Arctic Ice Field, is shrouded in the black fog of the Blood Demon Sect. It is unknown where it turned into a killing blood beast and ran away, and whether it can still remember its old master.
Poor kid, alas...
He had been asking King Tianwu to help collect information about Ergou, but there was no clue, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.
"Boom!"
As the source stone faded little by little, the blue lotus emitted a strange divine light...