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

98. Your little fan looks good, how about giving it to me?

"Myriad ghosts! Where did your Wanhun Banner go?!"

Faced with the questioning of the blood flame patriarch.

Patriarch Wan Gui's face was very ugly.

"Hmph! This matter is an internal matter of my Wanhun Sect. I have nothing to say to you, a traitor!"

"Woooooooo..."

Five human-sized skeletons suddenly appeared in the figure of Patriarch Wan Gui.

There were ghostly howls, and rushed towards Xueyan-Old Ancestor.

"Five sons concentric ghost!"

Seeing these five huge skeletons.

Xueyan's face changed slightly.

"My thousand ghosts! You actually have such vicious thoughts!"

"These five concentric ghosts can only be refined by gathering the souls of five people who were born in the lunar year, the moon, the moon, and the sun, and who have five generations of people who have direct bloodline bloodlines!"

"For these five concentric ghosts, how many people have you killed!"

The ancestor Wangui snorted coldly: "Killing people? What does this mean to me, Devil Dao cultivator?"

"When will your methods be less ruthless than mine?"

"Woooooooo..."

The Five Sons Concentric Ghost rushed forward.

The blood flame patriarch did not dare to try it himself.

With a flick of the hand, there is a Flying Sword Magical Item lasing out.

In the middle of the air, the five sons rushed up and swallowed the same wish.

Chewing big mouthfuls, an anthropomorphic expression of satisfaction appeared in his eyes.

"puff!"

The skeleton opened its mouth to spit again.

Spit out a piece of scrap iron.

"Ghosts! For the sake of the number of Hundred Years you and I share, how about giving senior brother three yards?"

"Besides, you lost the Ten Thousand Soul Banner, which is a serious crime for Sect, why don't you come back to the Nine Nether Sect with me?"

"By relying on the Cultivation Base and identity of Junior Brother Wan Gui, he will definitely gain a high status in the Nine Nether sect..."

The Blood Flame Patriarch shouted loudly.

"dream!"

Wan Gui sneered.

Hand seals again with both hands, urging the five concentric ghosts to bite towards the blood flame patriarch.

"Damn it! It's you who wanted to die! Don't blame me!"

The blood flame patriarch cursed angrily.

Flipping his right hand, a small feather fan exuding three-color light unexpectedly appeared in his hand.

The whole lupine is red, yellow and white.

It is refined from an unknown tricolor feather.

In the middle of the lupine, there is a flame burning mark.

In addition, the handle of the fan is made of unfamiliar materials that are as red as jade.

It is also wrapped with gold wire.

Exudes strong Magic power fluctuations.

There was a trace of regret in his eyes.

However, he still gritted his teeth and began to pinch Yin Jue with both hands.

Almost in an instant, more than half of the Magic power in his body was attracted by the three-color feather fan in his hand.

A wave of Spiritual Qi that is almost visible to the naked eye ripples in the surrounding space!

"Lingbao!"

Sensing the special three-color feather fan in the hands of Patriarch Xueyan, Patriarch Wan Gui's face changed drastically!

He never imagined that the Blood Flame Patriarch actually had such a treasure in his hand.

This is something Master has never said before!

It is true that Shadow Puppet can monitor the cultivator.

But that must be within the control of Wanhunzong.

In other words, it can only be monitored within the scope of the divine sense of the Elder Wanhun Patriarch of the Wanhun Sect.

As long as the target appears outside the scope of the ancestor's divine sense, it cannot be monitored.

And this three-color feather fan came from an ancient cultivator Immortal Cave.

Got treasure!

Lingbao is a treasure that can only be made and used by the Divine Transformation cultivator!

"Hehehe, Junior Brother Wangui, you still have some winks!"

The blood flame patriarch chuckled.

Regardless of the dry Magic power in the body.

"You shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't block my way!"

Patriarch Wan Gui didn't talk to him at all.

Throwing out several defensive Magical Items in a row, gathered around him.

He even sacrificed the black Calabash that he regarded as his life on his chest.

He had just finished doing this when he saw the blood flame patriarch slam the three-color feather fan in his direction without hesitation!

"boom!"

There was a sound of breaking through the air.

A circle of flames rippling with three-color luster gushes out from the three-color feather fan.

Headed towards the direction of the ancestor of the ghosts.

The first to come into contact with it was the Five Sons Concentric Ghost.

After resisting for a few breaths, it was completely burned.

There was only one ghost skeleton with five concentric ghosts left, screaming shrilly and jumping into the distance.

next.

It was hundreds of second-tier ghost soldiers trapped by the blood flame demon spirit net.

Also under the burning of this three-color light circle, within a few breaths, it was burned to ashes!

The Blood Flame Ancestor held a three-color feather fan, and the Magic power in his body was dried up. He sneered and said:

0...asking for flowers...

"Hahahaha, my three-phoenix feather fan is made from the feathers of three sacred birds, the swan, the gale, and the fire phoenix. It can condense the Samādhi phoenix fire that is incombustible!"

"Even Nascent Soul cultivator is enough to kill!"

"Wan Gui, you are proud to die in the hands of this spirit treasure!"

Rumor has it that a phoenix breeds nine chicks.

There are: colorful phoenix, golden phoenix, fire phoenix, peacock, roc, thunderbird, gale, snow phoenix, blue phoenix, etc.

Every kind of monster bird possessing Phoenix Bloodline possesses a kind of supreme secret fire.

Enough to burn everything.

And the Spirit Treasure refined from the feathers of three kinds of Phoenix Bloodline demon birds is also very powerful.

Samādhi phoenix fire surged past.

Almost all the surrounding Spiritual Qi were burned up.

Even the surrounding air was burned into a vacuum state.

0....

After a few breaths, a black Calabash suddenly broke through the air.

On Calabash's mouth, there is also a broken Gold Core, which is constantly absorbing the surrounding Spiritual Qi.

"Blood flame! You have a vicious heart!"

"Dare to destroy my body and my countless treasures! Patriarch, I will never let you go! I will never let you go!"

"I'm going to tell the master! Capture him and refine him!"

"Peel your skin and cramps, and your soul will fall under the Underworld of all souls forever!"

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

The voice of Patriarch Wangui's incomparable hatred came.

It caused the surrounding Spiritual Qi to fluctuate endlessly.

The black Calabash took his Gold Core and quickly flew in the direction of Wanhunzong.

The blood flame patriarch's eyes froze.

His eyes were full of murderous intent.

With a flash of his figure, he was about to chase in the direction that Wan Gui Patriarch jumped away from.

To cut the grass, to get rid of the roots!

However, it has not waited for him to make a move.

A large net burning with blood-red flames suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Came down from above the black Calabash.

With one hand, this black Calabash was placed on the Lord!

"Why is this big bloody net so familiar? Like the bloody flame net I gave Yu'er?"

Before he could react, a figure full of temptation suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

This figure has a perfect face and soul-stirring eyes.

And, the incomparably sweet breath.

"Hey, your little fan looks good, how about giving it to me?"

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