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

110. Ancestor of Thousand Souls! Master, your Cultivation Base......

"Master!"

"Master!"

"Master!"

Outside the forbidden area.

Many disciples saluted Lin Luo respectfully.

Before Lin Luo's eyes, the black mist had gradually dissipated.

With a flash of his figure, he rushed into the forbidden area.

The other disciples looked at each other in blank dismay and did not dare to leave.

Can only wait here.

Inside the forbidden area.

Lin Luo happened to meet several disciples who were retreating outside.

"Master! It's Master!"

"Master is here!"

"Master! I beg you to save Sister Wanyan quickly!"

"Master........."

Bai Jie carried Ding Wan on her back, and the other disciples were also very embarrassed.

You Mengying floated above Ding Wanyan.

With the seals in both hands, traces of Magic power continuously poured into Ding Wanyan's body.

"Da Yin & Yang Hua Sheng Jue".

Has the magical ability to turn dead energy into life.

It has a great effect in treating injuries and bringing the dead back to life.

"what happened?"

Looking at the embarrassed people, Lin Luo asked with a frown.

Didn't Ding Wanyan break through to the Foundation Establishment period? Why was she seriously injured again?

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo to to save me, it's all because I'm not good at 05.

Ye Muxue cried and said, even the words could not stop her.

It was still Bai Jie who gasped and said, "Let me say it..."

"Master, when the few of us were besieging that bloodthirsty bat, that beast suddenly went crazy and was hit by Junior Sister Mu Xue's ice and snow spear, regardless of his own injuries, he directly ran into it.

"At this time, thanks to Junior Sister Ding's sudden appearance, she blocked Junior Sister Mu Xue and killed that bloodthirsty bat."

"But before the bloodthirsty bat died, it also seriously injured Junior Sister

In a flash, Lin Luo appeared beside Ding Wanyan.

Squeezing her wrist, Magic power penetrated and began to investigate.

After counting breaths, he opened his eyes and said: "There is no major problem, but it is the sequelae of Realm being unstable and overdrawing Magic power to cast spells that he has not yet fully controlled.

"After Xiaoyouer's treatment, rest for a few days, and you will be fine."

"It turned out to be like this..."

Several people let out a long sigh of relief.

Lin Luo took out a Zizhi Pill to replenish vitality and stuffed it into Ding Wanyan's mouth.

"Take her down to rest, wait for her to wake up, and let her stabilize the Cultivation Base as soon as possible. Otherwise, there may be hidden injuries, which will be detrimental to future practice."

"Yes! Master!"

Bai Jie and Ye Muxue agreed.

Several people quickly left the forbidden area and returned to the time secret realm.

To recuperate.

And Lin Luo also returned accordingly.

Lu Danhong has been Closed Door Training for several days.

In the time secret realm, half a year has passed.

I don't know how she broke through?

At the same time, Wanhunzong.

back mountain.

Above Ten Thousand Souls Mountain.

Inside an Immortal Cave full of withered colors.

A thin skeleton wearing a black robe suddenly opened its eyes.

With his breathing up and down, the whole body of Meridians swelled up like inflated air.

The body becomes shiny and oily again.

A pair of pupils also changed from being dull and empty to lively.

Ghost Patriarch.

One of the Elders of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect.

It also became the title of Patriarch of Thousand Souls,

The first person of the Myriad Soul Sect!

"The soul fire of all ghosts, naturally extinguished?"

"Could it be that he was killed by that traitor Xueyan?"

The Patriarch Wanhun's complexion was extremely ancient, and he said calmly.

"Ten thousand ghosts have ten thousand soul banners in hand, if you want to kill him, you must dispatch three Gold Core late stage cultivators, or one Nascent Soul cultivator!"

"Even a Nascent Soul cultivator may not be able to take down the ghosts."

"What kind of force actually has such means and strength?"

"Weird, weird..."

"It's a pity that the old man's Cultivation Base has reached a critical period, and it must not be shot casually."

"And this Blood Flame, my undercover agent, Hundred Years, was able to resist sending out a message! It was the incident of the Black Mist Sect that triggered his actions..."

"Which faction is it? The Far West... Nine Nether Sect? Longyang Sect? Or Lanke Temple..."

Patriarch Wanhun pondered for a while, then waved his hand casually, and a flame suddenly appeared.

After the cup of tea time, a figure quickly flew towards the cave.

After landing, a Daoist figure appeared.

Extremely dark hole, extremely dark ancestor!

"Extreme Yin, meet the Great Elder!"

"Ji Yin, you have controlled Wanhun Mountain for more than three hundred years, did you know that the old age came for you this time?"

"The disciple doesn't know!"

The ancestor of Wanhun said: "Then you know about the blood flame."

Ji Yin's expression changed: "Disciple knows! That blood flame has ulterior motives and is lurking in our sect Hundred Years. However, the disciple has already sent a law enforcement team to hunt him down, and he has also notified Junior Brother Wan Gui who is in the Qinshan Mountains to intercept him! "

"That bloody flame will never escape my sect's hands!"

The Patriarch Wanhun's face remained calm: "Then you know that Wangui has already fallen. The blood flame has also disappeared.

"What?!"

Ji Yin's complexion changed drastically.

"The disciple didn't get any news from the ancestral hall, the soul fire of Junior Brother Wangui..."

"The soul fire of all ghosts is here with me." 180

"Old Ancestor..."

"Jie Jie Jie Jie Jie..."

The Patriarch Wanhun let out a ghostly scream: "The fall of this old man's disciple is absolutely inseparable from the three sects of Nine Nether Sect, Longyang Sect, and Lanke Temple!"

"Activate these three Sect spy agents, and use all means to find out who the Escape Light Golden Cicada belongs to."

"Yes! Master!"

"In addition, let them intercept and confuse the genius disciples of the three major sects, collect all suspicious information, and send it back to the sect!"

"Yes...Master!"

Said in a hoarse voice.

It took him hundreds of years to send spies to the three departments.

Now the Wanhun Patriarch actually wants to activate Wangui as a disciple, it's a joke!

But he had to agree.

Myriad Soul Patriarch, but the only Nascent Soul late stage cultivator of Myriad Soul Sect!

That is still the pillar of the Wanhun Sect!

His words, in the Myriad Soul Sect, are heaven!

Patriarch Jiyin hesitated and said: "Master, the matter of blood flames and myriad ghosts is Sect's matter. The disciple will handle it according to the circumstances, and absolutely dare not disturb Master's cultivation. I don't know your cultivation..."

The ancestor of Wanhun slightly opened his eyes.

Ji Yin immediately dared not speak any more, and pressed his head to the ground.

"Old man, Cultivation Base, it's still a little short, just a little short..."

"Yes! Master!"