I Can Redeem the Merit Template

The earth-shattering evil spirit was forcibly suppressed within a radius of several feet by this ugly figure, only the hoarse and ferocious voice of this monster could be heard.

"Come on, let's take a closer look and see if it's your unlucky day or my unlucky day!"

"Illusion?"

Taoist Tianshi's face was already purple.

"Drought!"

It is rumored that this is the source of the corpse clan!

The throbbing that came from the depths of the primordial spirit, as if from the long river of ancient times, really told him that it was Hanba.

At this time, the mountain range at the foot had a faint tendency to melt, and a terrifying drought rushed straight into the sky and scattered the clouds and rain!

The shrill screams sounded even above the head.

The vampire who was tempered in the blood soul banner was rushed by the rushing air of the drought god, and his soul was instantly scattered.

There are nine blood ghosts in the blood soul banner. From the ghost baby to the blood ghost king, the heavenly corpse Taoist spent a lot of effort, but in a blink of an eye, the nine blood ghost kings wailed and dissipated with the blood cloud.

Burning fire!

In addition to the terrifying brute force of the body, the Hanba is a real fire of the Hanba.

That Hanba real fire is the real sky fire.

The blood soul banner lost the nine-headed vampire, and suddenly fell on the side of the Taoist celestial corpse with a wailing sound.

"I don't believe it!" Heavenly Corpse Taoist resisted the trembling of the corpse aura, roared angrily, and revealed the real body of the corpse king, full of corpse aura, and even spread out a pair of silver-white flesh wings behind him.

Breaking through the air and rushing towards Hanba.

That's Flying Yaksha!

But this is the last sentence that Taoist Tianshi left in the world. An iron fist burning with the real fire of Hanbai blasted out, and the real body of Feitian Yasha was instantly blasted into the void. empty.

The Taoist celestial corpse was simply evaporated from the world!

It's just that Wang Yuan felt a little uncomfortable, he quietly realized the feeling of going to explode!

There was also a hostility, and the resentment crazily impacted on his spirituality, giving him the urge to let go of the power of the god of drought and donate the plague.

This is the first time this has happened.

Wang Yuan forcibly suppressed this urge, and at the same time, he did not immediately exit the Hanba panel.

This kind of tempering is very rare for him!

Wang Yuan was also sure of withstood this terrifying resentment, the attack of hostility!

Sure enough, after a while, this terrifying will to hate the world and slaughter the common people is slowly fading away.

The ferocious scales all over his body faded away, and the real fire of Hanba dissipated rapidly, but Wang Yuan felt the unprecedented agility and vigor of the mana around him.

It's a whole new experience.

Wang Yuan really likes the feeling of being able to examine himself and improve himself every moment!

His mastery of mana seems to have reached a higher level.

Wang Yuan has no way of knowing that he can control mana to such an extent!

"There is also the crisis brought by Hanba's real body, which can be considered resolved!"

Standing at the gate of the villa, Wang Yuan sighed and looked at the Hanba template on his palm. At this time, the merit value was displayed under the Hanba template: Nine hundred small merits!

He originally had 1500 or 40 minor skills, and he spent 500 in exchange for the Hanba template, but after he killed the celestial corpse Taoist who had cultivated the Flying Yasha method, he added 700 minor skills to him.

But it was because some of the dry qi released by the Hanba template affected part of the earth's qi, and instead deducted nearly 800 minor merits from him.

Fortunately, he is still in good control, if he is not careful, he may be out of play!

"Next time you awaken such a template, you must be cautious!"

Wang Yuan secretly sighed.

Really indebted template!

Immediately, Wang Yuan looked towards the place where the flesh and blood of Taoist Heavenly Corpse exploded.

"It's such a waste!"

Taoist Heavenly Corpse's incomparably peculiar Flying Yaksha's real body has been blasted to pieces, including the treasure on his body.

Wang Yuan was sure that there must be some precious things on a Taoist like Tianshi Taoist.

Experts like this are usually very confident, and they carry their property with them instead of handing it over to their disciples for safekeeping.

Now they are all burned to ashes by the real fire of Hanba!

"Fortunately, there is one left..."

Wang Yuan's eyes fell on the steps, a piece of blood-colored canvas shone with a strong bloody smell, the blood was clearly visible, and the evil spirit was faint.

With a casual move, this piece of blood-colored canvas fell into his hand, its corners were slightly bright yellow, and one corner was burnt!

Wang Yuan still knows the rare treasure of the Blood Soul Banner!

This is one of the rare rare treasures recorded in the "Shangqing Baolu". It may be that a certain patriarch of Daluo Temple has seen the power of the blood soul banner.

The blood soul that comes with the blood soul banner is very powerful. Not only does it have a highly poisonous aura, but the blood cloud can attract the essence and blood energy of the dao body, swallowing the dao body in an instant.

It can refine ten blood ghost kings!

There are nine blood ghost kings in the blood soul streamer in front of me, and only the last one is short of consummation.

If the ten-headed blood ghost king is refined, even if Hanba wants to break this magic weapon, it will take a little effort.

At that time, I am afraid that not only eight hundred small skills will be spent, but it is also possible to become a negative man!

Now this blood soul banner is half useless!

The nine-headed blood ghost kings were all killed, and the blood soul flags became defective products!

Simply picking up rubbish often, Wang Yuan doesn't dislike it, this kind of treasure can be used even if it is discarded, if the family is not rich, just save some...

At the same time, Wang Yuan looked in the direction of Langya County. The air of drought soaring to the sky would probably alarm many people.

Even if he tried his best to restrain his energy, Hanba's divine power was too conspicuous.

"It's almost done, let's send Qian Ye back. This kind of matter should be left to Master Cao of Caozhi County to decide...!"

At the same time, Wang Yuan is still facing a very distressing choice tonight!

"The use of the Hanba template is over, and a permanent ability has been obtained...Hanba real fire, do you want to give up?"

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in the dark

As Wang Yuan expected, it was not peaceful. The birth of the god of drought, Hanba, shook the heavens, like a drop of ink falling into a clean bowl of water, and many beings almost jumped up in fright.

Even if that dazzling divine power is fleeting, in the eyes of many beings, it is almost blinding.

"Hanba, there is a Hanba born on this mountain!"

In Houjia Village, the ancient mirror, whose corpse was still lying on the century-old jujube tree, suddenly jumped up and down, and a burst of golden light flashed randomly.

At this time, he looked at the mountain with a horrified expression.

The evil spirit of the drought god just now was almost like the sun in the sky, and the red evil spirit permeated thousands of miles, stirring the real fire of heaven and earth!

Han Ba ​​was born, this is simply terrible!

A drought is enough to quickly make the rich Langya County impoverished, falling below the poverty line!

"It's terrible, how could there be a Hanba born at this time? The Hanba was born, extraditing the God of Plague, once the land is really red, there is no great god to clean up the mess right now...!"

In the eyes of the guardian god general, in the direction of Langya County, several divine lights were dawdling, not afraid, but cautious and brave. It took a long time before they appeared on the periphery of Houjia Village, and came to check...