The Ancestor of Body Repair

A azure light flashed from the sky and disappeared into the mission hall, and many disciples exclaimed.

"Junior Brother Zhang, the senior of our Fang family has arrived, we can go in and pick up the mission." Just when Xu Zihang became more and more impatient and Lu Kun couldn't make it up, Fang Zheng's voice was like a savior, appearing in them ear.

Lei Batian had already seen the powerhouse at the Core Formation Stage, and he had already walked to the door of the mission hall.

"Okay, let's hurry up and take over the task." Xu Zihang was relieved and walked forward quickly.

Lu Kun showed a bit of regret, and raised his legs to prepare to go in. At this time, a fragrant wind hit, and Bai Jie's round and coquettish face pressed against Lu Kun's cheek.

"Junior brother, you can tell your story in detail with your sister later."

Feeling the warm breath in his ears, Lu Kun's face changed greatly, and he ran into the mission hall as if escaping. He was terrified of being lost by Bai Jie before.

"Giggle..." Bai Jie covered her mouth and chuckled when she saw this scene.

"Junior sister, I don't care about the others, this piece of Yi Yang can't move." Fang Zheng came to Bai Jie's side at some point, and said coldly in his ear.

"Hey, it's a pity, in the eyes of the junior sister, the cultivator of the spirit root is a sweet bun." Bai Jie's face was full of reluctance, but she still listened to what Fangzheng said, put away her own charm, twisted Beautiful body, go for it.

Fang Zheng's eyes flashed coldly: "This girl has cultivated into that secret technique, and she can't figure it out. It seems that after this mission is over, I have to give her some color."

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A large-scale task like killing the Ouyang family in Xizhou can only be undertaken by a cultivator at the core formation stage, and the rest of the disciples at the foundation establishment stage must pass the permission of the cultivator at the core formation stage.

Soon, everyone took over the task and walked to the square outside the task hall in an orderly manner.

An old man with a hunched back and a hunched waist, leaning on a purple-gold cane with a black gourd hanging on it, rattled and walked from the mission hall to the crowd step by step.

This old man was skinny and ugly, just like a dying old man, but he exuded a powerful mana pressure, and he was a strong man in the late stage of formation.

The disciples of the foundation-building stage were in front of him, and they didn't dare to take a breath. Even a foundation-building stage powerhouse like Lei Batian lowered his head.

"Ahem, I'm getting old, and I can't walk steadily." The old man took out the gourd on the crutch, poured a mouthful of unknown liquid into his mouth, and said to himself.

"Well, the thirty foundation-building cultivators are all ready and ready to go." As he spoke, the blue-black spiritual light surging on his body slowly rose into the air, suspended in mid-air, and his palm trembled and patted his waist. storage bag.

Suddenly, a huge flying boat appeared over the square, blocking the morning sun, and everyone in the shadow couldn't help holding their breath.

This is an extra-large flying boat about twelve feet long and three feet wide. Outside the black cabin, there are various complex inscriptions engraved, and a sense of oppression comes from above.

The first time Lu Kun saw this flying boat, his eyes burst into horror.

"Treading the Cloud Boat!"

"There is absolutely nothing wrong. Although the details of this boat are a little different, the many runes on it are completely the design of a large cloud treading boat."

Lu Kun's thoughts were a little confused.

"Could it be that the Blood Refinement Sect and Yueyang Sect purchased the Yun-Treading Boat? Or did the Demon Spirit Sect give this trophy to the Blood Refining Sect after the Yueyang Sect was destroyed!"

Fang Zheng, who was beside Lu Kun, was shocked when he saw him. As a loose cultivator, when he saw this kind of giant flying boat, he was not surprised but a little strange.

He patted Lu Kun on the shoulder and said, "Junior Brother Zhang, the Blood Refinement Sect is far more powerful than you can imagine. Such a strategic flying boat was newly refined by the elders of this sect in recent decades."

"With this alone, you can bring a large number of disciples to fight around, and the mobility is extremely strong. Qi's Qisha Sect and Yin-Yang Demon Sect are very afraid of the Blood Cloud Battle Boat, and they dare not provoke war at all."

Hearing this, Lu Kun showed pride, as if he was extremely happy to have entered the Blood Refinement Sect.

However, his heart was a little cold.

"Blood Refining Sect made it by themselves. Could it be that they obtained the refining method of my Yueyang Sect? In addition to me and Senior Brother Qin, Ye Zetian and Senior Brother Gu Tianjian also had the inheritance of refining tools."

"Could it be that the two brothers were caught before they could destroy them?"

"Damn, in order to surprise, I directly killed the old man with yellow eyebrows, and did not ask the whereabouts of the two brothers."

Lu Kun thought wildly in his heart.

But he didn't know that on the day Yueyang Sect destroyed the sect, Pang Laomo of Blood Refinement Sect personally took action and captured Fang Laozu of Yueyang Sect alive. With the supernatural powers in the late Nascent Soul, he obtained the art of psychic puppets and some refining by soul searching. Device inheritance.

If Old Ancestor Fang hadn't overdrawn the power of Nascent Soul during the battle, Nascent Soul dissipated not long after the soul search, I am afraid that all the secrets of Yueyang Sect would be known to Pang Laomo.

But even so, the blood refining sect has greatly increased its strength by virtue of part of the inheritance of Yueyang sect's refining tools, plus its own large sect background.

Originally, some of the magic weapons that Yueyang Sect did not have the strength to refine, the Blood Refining Sect has the financial resources to refine them.

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Lu Kunyu used a spirit shuttle to fly on the blood cloud flying boat of the Blood Refinement Sect. After a careful observation, he found that there are many more powerful magic circles here than the cloud stepping boat.

In the cabin of the flying boat, dozens of small rooms are divided, which can be used for people to meditate and rest. It only needs a few disciples outside the foundation-building stage to control the flying boat.

In this way, Feizhou can ensure that most of the disciples maintain their peak combat effectiveness. Coupled with several formations in Feizhou, if a war really breaks out, the effect is unparalleled.

After everyone got on the flying boat, the hunchbacked old man urged the blood cloud flying boat to fly out, and the banning formation outside automatically opened a gap to let the huge flying boat leave.

Everyone was quite excited to stay on the deck of the flying boat, listening to the old disciple telling about the various magical uses of the blood cloud flying boat, while Lu Kun stood quietly on the edge of the flying boat, observing some complicated runes.

"Why, Junior Brother Zhang is interested in these refining patterns?" Fang Zheng came over at some point.

Lu Kun said as a matter of course: "After entering the foundation building period, the younger brother plans to also study the production of the talisman. The texture here seems to be somewhat similar to the talisman."

Fangzheng nodded and said, "Junior brother is proficient in thunder attribute spells. If you don't learn the art of making talismans, it will be a waste. However, the pattern of the refining tool is a little different from the talisman. When you come back, you can go to the Tibetan scripture cave to exchange for some talisman-making jade slips."

Lu Kun smiled, and just as he was about to say something, a gloomy voice suddenly resounded throughout the blood cloud flying boat, and the foundation-building cultivator on the flying boat shivered unconsciously.

Lu Kun was caught off guard, and his body was shaking.

"Quack, old monster Fang, why don't you wait for me."

At some point outside the flying boat, a black-robed man appeared. He flew over leisurely. His face was handsome, he looked very young, and he was a beautiful man.

The aura emanating from his body is not much weaker than that of the hunchbacked old man, and he is also a late stage cultivator.

When Lu Kun saw the man in the late stage of the formation of pills, he was a little surprised:

"No wonder only 30 disciples of the foundation-building stage were brought along. It turned out that there were two guys in the late stage of the formation of pills leading the team, but I seem to have some impressions of this guy wearing a black robe."