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

101. Gold Core blew itself up! Punishment Ghost Banner!

"Want to run? Did you run?"

Lin Luo gave a faint sound.

The Wanhun Banner twirled wildly.

The black clouds, as black as ink, rushed towards all directions like a tide.

Almost covered half of the sky.

The blood flame patriarch flew for a few breaths, but found that the sky above his head was getting bigger and bigger.

Wrap his whole body under this black sky.

He looked up and saw that there were dense black clouds here.

It's densely packed with lonely souls and wild ghosts!

"Ghost, ghost general!"

"How can it be?!"

"How could there be so many ghost generals!"

The blood flame patriarch was frightened to the point of tearing his liver and gallbladder.

Hands quickly hand seals.

The main soul of Nascent Soul held the Flying Sword in both hands, and teleported to the blood flame patriarch.

With the ancestor of blood flame, he wanted to teleport away again.

"Clangling..."

In the sky, densely packed with black clouds.

Suddenly shot several silver soul locks.

He rushed in the direction of the blood flame patriarch.

These soul bundles are locked, except for the densely packed silver tadpole curse marks.

There are also black silk threads that are constantly wandering.

This makes the connection between the various soul locks even closer.

"Soul-binding lock? It's just a chain to bind the ghosts. Since you want to use it to deal with the cultivator?"

The blood flame patriarch sneered.

He even manipulated the main soul of Nascent Soul to stand in front of him.

In the next instant, the figure of Patriarch Xueyan appeared a hundred feet away.

The main soul of Nascent Soul took a deep breath, and wanted to teleport again.

This time, before he dived into the void.

Several soul locks were bound to the two of them.

The main soul of Nascent Soul trembled, and dense black silk threads flowed all over his body.

Lock him up firmly.

On the other side, the same is true for the blood flame patriarch.

My whole body trembled violently.

Unable to mobilize the Magic power of the whole body.

He looks inside Dantian.

Unexpectedly, he found that there were traces of black threads on his Gold Core, wrapping the entire Gold Core in it.

Magic power, when these silk threads appeared, actually fell into a stagnant state!

There are also traces of black threads appearing on the miniature Ten Thousand Souls Banner next to it.

Bind the Ten Thousand Souls Banner tightly, there is no way to get in or out!

"Damn it! What is this thing? When did Wanhun Banner have this kind of Supernatural Power! It can actually bind a cultivator~"!"

Blood Flame Patriarch's complexion changed drastically.

If every ten thousand soul banners were like this, then the ten thousand soul sect would have already dominated the entire Cultivation World of the Dayu Dynasty.

What about one of the top ten Devil Dao Sect?!

"Patriarch save me!"

The Blood Flame Patriarch roared angrily.

The main soul of Nascent Soul next to him trembled violently.

He opened his mouth and took a sharp breath.

At this moment, the Spiritual Qi with a radius of tens of miles all inhaled with the main soul of Nascent Soul on their backs.

The black body, which was only the size of a baby, suddenly swelled at this moment.

With the Flying Sword in his hand, he exudes a dense Ghost Qi.

There are more than ten skeleton ghosts rushing down in the sky roaring.

The main soul of Nascent Soul, cut out with one sword!

"Woo..."

Sword Qi vertically and horizontally, the dozens of skeleton ghosts rushed down.

Unexpectedly, all of them were splashed by this one and chopped into Ghost Qi flying all over the sky.

The main soul of Nascent Soul turned around, staring at Lin Luo in the distance with a pair of lifeless eyes.

With words in his mouth, he kept the Flying Sword firmly in the air with both hands.

In the distance, Lin Luo trembled all over.

Own's whole body, including the soul, seemed to be stared at by some giant beast at this moment.

In front of my eyes, there seemed to be a pair of blood-red and cold pupils!

"It's just a dead person..."

Lin Luo snorted coldly.

A black light flashed.

A hunched ghost-faced ape appeared in front of Lin Luo.

Punishment!

Flying Sword strikes!

Xing Gui's eyes changed, and he stretched out his hand to grab it, and a pitch-black spear suddenly appeared in his hand!

"Roar!"

Soul Devouring Spear!

The criminal roared angrily.

The soul-devouring spear in his hand shoots out instantly!

"boom!"

The Flying Sword shot out by Nascent Soul's main soul is like lightning.

But the soul-devouring spear shot by Punishment Ghost came later.

With devastating speed and prestige, it directly blasted this Flying Sword into scum.

In the distance, the main soul of Nascent Soul froze.

A mouthful of Nascent Soul blood spurted out.

However, at the moment when he paused.

The Soul Devouring Spear has already rushed in front of him!

Black lightning flashed by!

It also directly blasted the main soul of this Nascent Soul into scum!

Disappeared in mid-air directly.

"No!"

The blood flame patriarch was about to split open!

He couldn't believe it at all.

The main soul of Nascent Soul, who was worshiped by the 100,000 cultivators of the Wanhun Sect for Ten Thousand Years, and was also regarded as a treasure by their Gold Core Elder, lost so quickly!

The other party's weird ghost-faced ape annihilated the main soul of Nascent Soul with just one blow.

He didn't even react.

"...!"

the other side.

The soul of the Chiyan Flood Dragon also let out a mournful cry.

The huge body was suppressed by the soul of the dragon and the soul-devouring shadow tiger, swallowing big mouthfuls.

Ghost Qi surged all over his body, and there was no time to replenish it.

The breath became weaker and weaker.

The vampire ancestor was full of despair.

Unexpectedly, he was just avenging his own descendants.

But provoked such an enemy!

Nine Tailed Ghost Fox!

Ink dragon soul!

Soul Eater Shadow Tiger!

And that ghost-faced ape with an extremely strange breath!

A total of four ghost kings! Equivalent to four Nascent Soul cultivators!

This kind of combat power can already compete with their Wanhun Zong Taishang Elder!

What is the identity of this young man in front of him!

"Clangling..."

Above the sky, several silver soul locks rushed towards him.

It easily wraps him all over.

Whether it is the Gold Core, Meridians, or acupuncture points in the body, they are all sealed off.

He gave a wry smile, and then a hint of madness appeared in his eyes (Norma Zhao.

The Gold Core in Dantian shakes rapidly.

A trace of golden liquid flowed out.

On the surface of the Gold Core, there are also slight cracks, which gradually spread to the entire Gold Core.

"Even if the old man dies, he will never..."

His voice has not yet fallen.

A voice suddenly appeared in the ears.

"Do you want to explode your Gold Core? It's a pity, the moment I sacrificed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, you have already lost hope..."

With a flash of black light, Patriarch Xueyan felt that the Gold Core calmed down in an instant.

His eyes were gradually filled with black light.

"T#..."

Before the words fell, his whole body actually passed out directly!

Lin Luo beckoned, and Wan Gui Banner appeared in his hand.

The black clouds all over the sky disappeared within an extreme time.

"Xing Gui, the Ten Thousand Soul Banner that you re-trained is actually so powerful... Yi".