(I'm extremely sorry. I originally planned to go home this morning, but I just got home. Today's update has not been completed yet. I sincerely apologize to everyone for being illiterate!!!)
Fan Zhuo chased all the way, and soon, he probably reached the depths of the mine. The smell of rotting corpses was even stronger. Fan Zhuo, who had been prepared for it, knew that it was obviously the furry corpses in the mine that were about to appear.
Sure enough, as Fan Zhuo expected, the furry corpses either climbing on the top of the dim passage or hiding in the dark let out hoarse groans. If it hadn't made a sound, it would have been difficult for Fan Zhuo to catch his sight.
However, even though the furry corpses appeared one after another, they did not pounce directly on Fan Zhuo. It was obviously because of the big hair's intimidation that this group of inferior furry corpses had some scruples.
Da Mao let out a low and thick roar, and the number of Mao corpses around him, which could be estimated to be no less than twenty, immediately retreated. Seeing this scene, Fan Zhuo suddenly felt calm. Obviously Da Mao's shock played a key role, and "Strange Record" What is recorded in the article is indeed correct!
The passage in front of the mine turned a corner. When Fan Zhuo saw the pure spirit floating past, he was naturally very anxious and wanted to follow up and find a way to subdue it.
This "purifying soul" is extremely useful to ascetics. Fan Zhuo would be too arrogant to conquer it. But first I subdued the saber-toothed tiger, and then I subdued the green-haired corpse. Through Yuan Jing, why not try it on this pure Yuanshen?
The strength of this "purifying spirit" is unpredictable. It is said that the high-level pure spirit can kill immortal cultivators instantly, but it is also a spirit mutated by a Taoist cultivator during his lifetime, so it can achieve such power!
Although the Pure Spirit in front of me seems to be extremely illusory and obviously not very strong, it is obviously enough to deal with the disciples of the sect outside. The most important thing is that the Pure Spirit will not kill those who have no fluctuations in Yuan Power within their bodies. This is Fan Zhuo's greatest confidence in facing him. Since he can't be harmed, he must go and give it a try.
Fan Zhuo didn't care at all about the numerous gray-haired corpses in front of him. Shocked by Da Mao's strange screams, it was obvious that these guys also accepted Fan Zhuo's existence. The most important thing was that these gray-haired corpses had surrendered to Da Mao. Fan Zhuo Zhuo and Da Mao were marching in front, while the group of gray-haired corpses were following behind.
It can be said that Fan Zhuo was extremely proud at this time. The younger brothers recruited by Da Mao were naturally his subordinates. At the previous moment, Fan Zhuo could not compete with those sect disciples. Even if he summoned Da Mao, he could not fight against the many disciples with his own strength. A disciple of the Ming Palace Realm sect, but by this time, Fan Zhuo had gained confidence.
Of course, although this confidence is not very strong, it at least has the strength to fight. The gray-haired corpse is equivalent to the strength of a human martial artist in the early stage of life barrier, and the green-haired corpse is equivalent to the strength of a human warrior cultivator in the later stage of life barrier. Although the hairy corpse is extremely talented , Da Mao alone can fight against five or six late-stage Ming Palace martial arts cultivators in one pair, but the opponent has too many martial cultivators, more than a hundred martial cultivators, and his own confidence alone is not enough!
Therefore, Fan Zhuo places his hope on the pure soul. If he can successfully conquer this object, then these nearly a hundred warrior cultivators will eventually become yuan crystals for him to take without any suspense!
When walking through the corner of the passage ahead, the Refining Pot reacted immediately. Of course, this reaction was not that the Refining Pot produced any abnormality, but that it began to absorb the essence of the deceased and condensed it into individual crystals.
This was obviously the result of the martial arts cultivators who came to investigate first and were killed by the corpse. Fan Zhuo opened the lid of the Yuan Refining Pot and examined it, and found that there were more than twenty blood-colored Yuan Crystals. He was overjoyed, but he was unable to take these high-level Yuan Jing at the moment, because the fate of the Yuan Jing that had been transformed after the death of the bald cultivator in the life-impaired stage was still vivid in his mind. Fan Zhuo definitely would not fall from the same pit again. .
After turning a few more corners, Da Mao accepted some more gray-haired corpses as his little brothers. At this time, the number of gray-haired corpses following Fan Zhuo and Da Mao had reached thirty-six. There were so many gray-haired corpses that it was no wonder that they had been investigated earlier. After being attacked by a sneak attack, the person returned so miserably defeated!
Fan Zhuo was currently focused on the "Cheng Jing Yuan Shen" and didn't care about other details. After chasing for a while, he finally saw the Qing Jing Yuan Shen again.
At this time, Chengjing Yuanshen was in an empty place, surrounded by traces of digging. In addition to Chengjing Yuanshen, there were nearly a hundred gray-haired corpses wandering around here, but the most worthy of Fan Zhuo's attention were It is a crystal clear skeleton. It is unimaginable that human bones can be so crystal clear as jade, with restrained light, and much stronger than ordinary human bones. According to Fan Zhuo's visual inspection, this person must have been taller than Twice as big as itself, it is simply a giant-like existence!
Next to the scattered crystal skeleton, there is an oval object that looks like a quail egg, emitting an intoxicating halo. If you look closely at the surface, you will know that this object is absolutely extraordinary.
"Could it be the Barbarian God Pill?"
Fan Zhuo¡¯s eyes widened. Legend has it that the ancient barbarian warriors were hunted down and fled into the mines, carrying barbarian weapons with them.??Dan, it seems that the legend is indeed true.
At this time, the Pure Soul was right in front of the quail egg-like object. Fan Zhuo guessed that it was the ancient barbarian master¡¯s Soul who had mutated into the Pure Soul, right?
After all, there is a seal in this mine. Outsiders cannot enter, and the things inside cannot leave. After the death of the physical body, the soul escapes from the body. Because it cannot find the body, the memory in the soul is lost, and the memory gradually fades into nothing. Finally mutated into the "Clean Soul"!
Fan Zhuo thought that his guess made sense, maybe it was just like that! However, these are just random guesses. Fan Zhuo understands that all he has to do at this time is to let Da Mao go and subdue all the gray-haired corpses, and he also tries to see if he can subdue the pure soul and finally obtain the Barbarian God Pill.
The big hair came forward and roared, and nearly a hundred gray-haired corpses spread their gray hair like steel needles on their bodies. This was a unique behavior of the gray-haired corpses to express submission and non-hostility.
After all the nearly a hundred furry corpses surrendered, the number of gray-haired corpses on Fan Zhuo's side has reached 127. If they are used properly, they can barely deal with those sect disciples.
Of course, the premise is that there is no one with extraordinary talents among the group of sect disciples. After all, there is a lot of room for improvement at the same level of cultivation. There is a chance that one of them will be in the late stage of the Ming Palace, which is comparable to the Battle of the Ming Bridge stage. A strong character.
Fan Zhuo tentatively took a few steps forward, but was intimidated by the hiss of the Pure Spirit. The harsh hiss made Fan Zhuo's blood flow speed up, and he felt irritated for no reason. Fan Zhuo believed that if there was even half of it in his body, If Yuan Li existed, there was no guarantee that Er's pure Yuan Shen could easily kill him with a roar.
However, Fan Zhuo was also extremely eager to conquer this pure spirit. He took out a blood-colored Yuan Crystal condensed in the Yuan Refining Pot, and Fan Zhuo took a step forward once again.
To Fan Zhuo's expectation, Chengjing Yuanshen didn't show any movement. It seemed that he didn't even notice Yuan Jing in his eyes. Instead, he was more threatening. It seemed that Fan Zhuo would launch an attack if he took even half a step forward.
The Pure Spirit does not kill people who have no fluctuations in Yuan Power in their bodies, but that does not mean that they cannot be killed. This is just a natural instinct.
The Pure Spirit guards the Barbarian God Pill. Fan Zhuo had previously speculated that the Pure Spirit was transformed by a strong man from the ancient barbarians. Even though the original memories and imprints have been completely dusted, the "Chengjing Yuanshen" he paid most attention to during his lifetime was "Barbarian God Pill" seems to have become something that he will protect forever, so he does not allow anyone to get close to him.
"This thing is not interested in Yuanjing!" Fan Zhuo reluctantly accepted this reality. Since it cannot be conquered through Yuanjing, how can we drive it away and seize the Barbarian God Pill?
Fan Zhuo thought hard and couldn't figure it out. At this time, Mao Zhi could not be counted on, because Mao Zhi's attack did not include any elemental energy and could not cause any damage to the object. It seemed that he wanted to win the Barbarian God Pill. , you still need to do it yourself!
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