Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

Wang Fu followed the blood-colored sword transformed by the Blood Tracking Talisman and tracked along the way. On the way, he saw a lot of bloodstains left on the leaves and branches in the forest. From the feedback from the talisman, the owner of the blood was Gu Daoist, which made Wang Fu speed up the tracking.

Although he was a little suspicious about the severity of Gu Daoist's injuries, as the traces of blood became less and less as he tracked further, Wang Fu dispelled his remaining doubts.

However, he was still alert to the traps that might appear at any time around him, especially to guard against Gu Daoist's strange insects. For this reason, Wang Fu had already sacrificed the Poisonous Black Cloud Cover to protect his body.

The quality of this spiritual weapon was very close to the best spiritual weapon. If it weren't for the lack of time to refine the weapon, Wang Fu would have upgraded it to the best spiritual weapon level. He had almost collected the materials to upgrade the grade of this spiritual weapon.

Suddenly, Wang Fu's eyes lit up.

He had already sensed the breath of Gu Daoist, just ahead.

He quickly put away the divine wind boat and performed the art of hiding his body and soul. In order to prevent the Gu Taoist from setting a trap, Wang Fu also put away the black cloud cover of ghost poison, fearing that a trace of spiritual power fluctuation would be leaked. However, he only held it in his hand and did not put it in the storage bag, so that he could use it as quickly as possible.

After doing all this, Wang Fu moved over quietly.

Through the gaps between the leaves of the bushes, he saw a burly Taoist with white hair and white eyebrows sitting cross-legged on a big tree.

In front of him were empty small porcelain bottles, emitting residual medicinal power.

Seeing this, Wang Fu sneered in his heart.

He observed the surroundings with his spiritual sense and did not find anything wrong. In addition, this place was ordinary and did not match those excellent ambush places at all, so he felt relieved.

Then, he took out the purple thunder shadow sword, slowly sank into the ground, and hid underground.

When Wang Fu arrived at a foot below Gu Dao Ren, he felt a familiar and hateful breath coming from the ground, and immediately summoned the Purple Thunder Shadow Sword and attacked.

Puff!

The sound of the spirit sword piercing into flesh and blood reached his ears, and Wang Fu knew that he had succeeded. The earth escape technique combined with the spirit hiding technique was indeed an excellent method of sneak attack and assassination, which had been tried and tested many times.

However, in order to prevent Gu Dao Ren from having any means to save his life, Wang Fu quickly emerged from the ground.

With a move of his spiritual consciousness, the Purple Thunder Shadow Sword flew back to his palm, and Gu Dao Ren's body had already fallen in a pool of blood, and there was no life left.

Seeing this scene, Wang Fu was relieved and smiled with joy:

"Finally, this great enemy has been eliminated."

However, just as Wang Fu's muttering sound fell, he frowned slightly. There was no other reason, the body of Gu Dao Ren did not have a storage bag.

"No..."

Wang Fu's heart tightened, and he quickly retreated, but it was a little too late. A strange black gas suddenly burst out from the body of the "Gu Daoist", turning into dozens of black chains. The speed of the chains was extremely fast. At such a close distance, even if Wang Fu used the Golden Sword Escape, it was too late. He had just retreated less than two steps when his left foot was entangled by a black chain.

His speed suddenly stagnated.

Wang Fu clearly felt a strange chill coming from the black chain, making his entire left foot's spiritual power like being stuck in a quagmire and difficult to mobilize.

"Not good!"

Wang Fu shouted in a low voice, and quickly performed the Earth Escape Technique, preparing to escape, but a burst of golden light emerged, and array patterns spread all over the earth. The soil under his feet suddenly became indestructible, like steel.

The Earth Escape Technique failed.

At the same time, the remaining chains quickly approached Wang Fu's body, tightly bound his limbs and body, and tightened and strangled him bit by bit.

Everything happened too quickly, and Wang Fu had no time to react at all. It was mainly because the earth escape technique failed, which caught him off guard. He could never have imagined that the "soft" earth that he could walk freely on the previous moment would become as hard as iron the next moment, blocking him out.

Even though Wang Fu's state of mind was strong, his expression suddenly changed.

"Hahaha..."

At this time, a triumphant laugh came. Who else could it be but the Gu Taoist?

The Gu Taoist slowly appeared from not far ahead. He flicked his whisk and stared at the embarrassed Wang Fu with a pair of eyes full of teasing. He said:

"Wang Yan, how does this 'Spirit-eating Chain' feel? Is your spiritual power like a quagmire, unable to be mobilized? This is a treasure I borrowed from an elder of my Blood Demon Sect at a great cost. Hehe... It's specially prepared for you."

Listening to the words of the Gu Taoist, Wang Fu's face turned ashen.

These chains were all black, emitting a trace of dark cold air. At first glance, they were extremely evil magic tools.

When these chains were wrapped around Wang Fu, he had already noticed that they had the effect of restricting the circulation of spiritual power, and the biting cold air from the chains was somewhat similar to the ghost energy of the evil ghosts in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, both of which had the strange ability to corrode the flesh, blood, and essence of living beings.

When the two were combined, Wang Fu felt that the spiritual power in his body was solidified and could not be mobilized at all.

Even the disguise talisman lost its effect, revealing Wang Fu's true face.

It is a taboo for a cultivator's spiritual power to be imprisoned. Fortunately, his consciousness was not affected too much, which made Wang Fu feel a little relieved.

His face could not help but return to a calm state.

There is no other reason. Although the spiritual power cannot be mobilized, the spiritual tools cannot be sacrificed and spells cannot be cast, but the Ten Thousand Souls Banner is not bound by spiritual power. The Ten Thousand Souls Banner is a treasure that enslaves and controls the souls and ghosts. Those ghosts have independent consciousness and can be activated without spiritual power.

Although it is not as ferocious as the spiritual energy injected into it, it is enough to resolve the current crisis.

Thinking of this, Wang Fu couldn't help but sneered. His mind moved, and he was about to use his spiritual consciousness to lock the Ten Thousand Soul Banner that was wrapped around his index finger and turned into a ring, when a subtle sound of breaking wind came from behind.

Wang Fu's back felt cold and he was shocked.

"There are other people here."

Wang Fu no longer hesitated, and immediately activated the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. The dark ring on his index finger rose in the wind, and returned to its original shape in an instant. Under Wang Fu's control, he blocked it behind him.

"Ding!"

Hearing a crisp sound from behind, Wang Fu's consciousness realized that it turned out to be a bone spur. The bone spur was more than three feet long, with sharp ends and a smooth body, exuding a strange and strange yin energy.

When Wang Fu saw this, he was frightened for a while. If this bone spur penetrated his body, he might have really fallen here today.

A slightly startled growl came from behind:

"Wan! Soul! Flag!"

"Taoist Gu, Linghu Sisi... still don't want to take action?"

Listening to this voice, Wang Fu's face was as heavy as water. Although he was imprisoned by strange chains, his consciousness could clearly see a strange young man in white clothes and a pale face appearing not far behind him.

This person's whole body was filled with a cold aura, and his sudden burst of skills were much stronger than most of the Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators, and on par with that Gu Taoist.

Listening to what he said, Linghu Sisi was actually here. Wang Fu would not be afraid if he was an ordinary Foundation Establishment Perfectionist, but with three top Foundation Establishment Perfection monks, Wang Fu only felt that the pressure doubled. If he was not careful, he would die. Tao disappears.

With this thought in his mind, Wang Fu directly controlled the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and released all the ghosts.

In an instant, the jungle seemed to turn into a ghost realm, filled with ghostly aura, and dozens or hundreds of evil ghosts rushed out of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

They roared and roared, occupying a large space around Wang Fu with bared fangs and claws. The ghostly auras gathered together, forming a dark boundary. In this boundary, pairs of green eyes stared closely at Wang Fu.

Wang Fu narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly felt a creepy feeling.