The little green man was unharmed by the evil-dispelling thunder, and instead laughed at Bai Ran.
"Don't be too proud. If you are really sure that you can swallow a certain Nascent Soul, how can you just talk about it? If I guessed correctly, although you can swallow the souls of monks, it is only for low-level monks.
Talking about wanting to devour the monk's Nascent Soul is purely wishful thinking. Maybe before
, you can indeed do this, but now, it is obvious that you are not strong enough, so you can only rely on this strange form. Stop talking nonsense! Let's try flying the sword first." Bai Ran sneered, Liao Liao
After a few words, the villain's expression changed drastically, and a vicious look shot out of his eyes.
At this time, Bai Ran had already pointed at the flying sword hovering in front of him, and after a long groan, the twelve flying swords turned into green light and shot out.
The green villain stood on the spot with a gloomy expression, motionless. After more than a dozen green sword lights circled around it, the villain's limbs split instantly and was chopped into countless pieces. These fragments floated gently in the air, flashing slightly.
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When Bai Ran saw this, he couldn't help but be startled.
But then a strange "gurgling" laughter came from the opposite side, and the fragments of the villain's body were reunited after a flash of light.
A green man who was exactly the same as before reappeared there.
"Tsk tsk, yes, yes! This set of flying swords of yours is made from golden thunder bamboos. Although I don't know why you have so many golden thunder bamboos, it is really funny to think of hurting me with just this set of flying swords.
As for whether grandma is just a talker, you will find out later."
The villain seemed to be completely irritated by Bai Ran's previous words. After saying these words slyly, he made a hand seal with his hands, and a dazzling green light flashed on his body, as if he was about to use some magical power.
But before it could successfully use its magical power, a bright light flashed above its head, and twelve flying swords danced with arcs at the same time, forming a dense golden net that covered its head.
"Humph! I'm not giving up yet. Didn't I tell you that the evil-dispelling divine thunder is useless to me? Hey, what are you going to do!" The girl's voice was a little stunned at first, but then it suddenly became sharp and she looked extremely panicked.
Because after the electric net cover came under it, it did not explode. Instead, it shrank instantly. In the blink of an eye, it wrapped the little man inside and kept tightening it.
The villain saw something bad, and green light flashed on his body. He tried his best to resist, but to no avail. After a while, he was wrapped into a huge golden ball.
Seeing this, Bai Ran couldn't help but sneer on his face.
When it comes to condensing the evil-repelling divine thunder into a net, this magical power can be regarded as the first created by Bai Ran since the birth of Golden Thunder Bamboo.
Because in the past, even if someone was lucky enough to get one or two pieces of Golden Thunder Bamboo and refined it into a magic weapon, they all used the divine thunder as a trump card to deal with magic and evil methods, and how could they dare to waste it easily.
Moreover, to form such a large golden arc grid, it would be impossible to condense and form it without more than a dozen golden lightning bamboos to ward off evil spirits. Even if you have the intention, you don't have the conditions to achieve this step.
After using the evil-repelling divine thunder for so many years, Bai Ran has realized that the evil-repelling divine thunder, in addition to being a natural restraint on demonic arts, also has the miraculous effect of confining and blocking the five elements of spiritual energy.
No matter the original Shura Holy Fire or the later Wind Spirit, you can use the evil-proof divine thunder to trap them alive, preventing them from breaking out or escaping.
This unexpected discovery naturally made Bai Ran very happy.
In the past, when he was in the elixir formation stage, due to the limitations of his cultivation, he was still unable to use the Golden Arc Grid skillfully, so he rarely used it to fight with others.
But now that he has reached a great level of cultivation and has mastered the fourth level of Dayan Jue, his spiritual consciousness has greatly improved, and he no longer has so many worries.
Although the origin of this villain is unknown, it is definitely not flesh and blood or a ghost. Instead, it looks like a strange existence mutated by the monk's Nascent Soul.
As a result, Bai Ran used this trick with a try.
Although the poor little man had heard rumors about the Golden Thunder Bamboo Magic Weapon before, he had no idea about the hidden properties of the evil-proof divine thunder. Otherwise, it would never rely on the body of the demon infant, so it would be a careless thing.
As a result, in the blink of an eye, this villain who sounded arrogant just now was restrained and captured effortlessly.
When Bai Ran saw that he had succeeded, a smile appeared on his face. When he raised his hand, a cloud of green cloud shot out, and he rolled the golden ball back into his hand.
"How dare you trap me, please let me out quickly, otherwise I will drain your soul and refine your soul, making your life worse than death."
The golden ball trembled slightly, and the girl's extremely frightened and angry screams came from inside, which was extremely harsh.
"Take the soul to refine the soul? It seems that you don't know your situation yet. You should sober up inside before talking!" Bai Ran frowned, and then said with a dark expression.
Then there was a sound of thunder, and the golden arc in his hand shot up again.
Thin threads wrapped the golden ball layer by layer, completely consuming nearly half of the evil-proofing thunder stored by Zhong Feijian. Only then did Bai Ran look at the golden ball that had grown several times larger, showing a look of satisfaction.
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Then he ignored the crazy yelling of the girl in the golden ball, slapped the storage bag with one hand, and a white jade box appeared in his hand.
He stuffed the golden ball jade box into the box and immediately closed it. He took out a few forbidden talismans from the storage bag and pasted them on the box without hesitation.
Suddenly the sound in the box stopped.
Bai Ran weighed the jade box and his face regained its normal color.
He looked at the short, fat monk who had lost his soul and turned into a living dead, and shot out a fireball with an expressionless face, turning him into ashes.
Then, he calmly flew towards the small town.
After a short while, Bai Ran slowly appeared in the inn and never went out again, waiting for his birthday to arrive.
Not long after, the immortal cultivators of Yuanwu Kingdom were shocked to discover that the "Peng Yi Double Fierce", who were notorious for killing people and seizing treasures among casual cultivators, had evaporated from Yuanwu Kingdom without any warning. No one has heard of the two men again.
Tracking letter.
The occurrence of this situation naturally represents the demise of the two of them in the world of immortality.
After the news spread, the casual cultivators of Yuanwu Kingdom immediately clapped their hands and cheered. Some said that the two of them had offended the immortal cultivating sect and were destroyed. Others said that the two had such a bad reputation that they were finally eliminated.
The passing master quickly picked it up and rumors spread all over the place.
... Tianluo Kingdom, thousands of miles away from Yuanwu Kingdom, is the home base of the six demonic sects.
Qiling Mountain in the west of Tianluo Kingdom is tens of thousands of miles long and steep. There are countless spiritual beasts and insects in the mountain. It is where the gate of Yuling Sect is located.
And the moment he imprisoned the little demon infant, a very frightened and angry old man's roar suddenly came from a dark stone house in Qiling Mountain.
"Who, who imprisoned the Zhimu Spirit Infant! If anyone comes, quickly contact the Yuling Sect disciples of Yuanwu Kingdom. If the Zhimu Spirit Infant cannot be found to escape within three months, he will be punished for both crimes.
Let them commit suicide to apologize. Also, be careful and don't let the Demon Flame Sect notice this."
Although the old man in the room was extremely angry, his instructions were still very orderly.
"Yes, uncle. I will give the order right now." A steady man's voice sounded outside the stone house.
"Don't worry! In addition, ask Yunzhi and Liu Yu to go to Yuanwu Kingdom in person. Both of them are wood-attribute spiritual roots, and they are also the best fusion partners for the Zhimu Spirit Infant. If they are closer to the Spirit Infant,
Maybe they can sense something. But let the two of them be careful. Those who can imprison the spirit infant must have great magical powers, and they are not something they can fight against. As long as I find out who is imprisoning the spirit infant, I will personally meet this person.
." The old man suddenly ordered again.
"Yes, I will personally ask the two junior sisters to take action. Junior nephew will leave first." The man outside the affairs replied respectfully.
Then the footsteps sounded and gradually faded away.
A deep sigh sounded in the stone house, and silence became silent in the darkness.
...In the giant fortress in Zidao Mountain that was completely covered by purple mist, the current head of the Fu family, Fu Tianhua, was full of energy and glowing. No matter who he saw, he was extremely amiable to any of the younger members of the family. This was something he was used to seeing.
The younger generation, who had a stern look on the head of the clan, were mostly flattered.
This is also sad, because the 400th birthday of this ancestor is coming soon. As the oldest surviving alchemy monk in the Fu family, even the two guardians of the Demon Flame Sect are coming here today to pray for him.
Happy birthday. This is something that will make the Fu family lose face again.
The juniors of the Fu family naturally did not dare to be careless in the slightest, and they all worked hard in the castle. They could not let their ancestors lose face on their birthday.
After walking around the fort for a while, the ancestor seemed to be very satisfied. Accompanied by several juniors, he entered a side hall of the fort.
"Qing'er! Isn't the distinguished guest from the Demon Flame Sect here yet? Is there something that prevents you from coming to the Fu family?" The eagle-eyed purple-robed ancestor of the Fu family asked slowly, leaning on a master's chair in the side hall.
His voice was not loud, but it was full of majesty. He was worthy of being the man who had managed the Jiang Fu family so prosperously for a hundred years.
"To inform our ancestors, Senior Sun of the Demon Flame Sect has already sent word to the disciples within the clan. This time he and Protector Mo will definitely come to wish our ancestors a birthday in person. They will probably arrive in the next day or two." A fourth man said.
The white-faced monk, who was more than ten years old, replied with his hands tied, not daring to show a trace of indifference on his face. "That's right, ancestors don't have to worry. Seniors Sun, Mo and the Fu family are all
They have been friends for hundreds of years, and they will definitely arrive as scheduled. Their current high status in the Demon Flame Clan is inseparable from the strong support of our Fu family. Moreover, we have the two most outstanding women in the clan.
I married these two people as concubines, how could they not come?" Next to the white-faced middle-aged man, there was an old man with fine eyebrows and a brocade robe, saying equally respectfully.
"It's not that I'm worried that my two old friends Sun and Mo won't come. But for some reason, the closer to my birthday, the more uneasy I feel, as if something big is going to happen. I'm really worried! Recently we paid
Has the family committed any crimes against any powerful characters or other larger sects?" The ancestor of the Fu family twirled his long beard and said with a cold light in his eyes, and the original smile disappeared.
Hearing this, everyone in the hall couldn't help but look at each other.
After a while, the white-faced man carefully replied:
"Ancestor, you also know! Although our Fu family has been prosperous and powerful over the years, there are countless families and small sects that we have offended. But the ones who are most hostile to us are the 'Qin family' and the 'Hu' family. Will they?
What the hell are the two families doing?"
"It shouldn't be these two families! These two families used to be able to compete with our Fu family, but now there are not many high-level monks, so how can they have the ability to make trouble again." The ancestor of the Fu family shook his head coldly, but frowned.
Finally, he hesitated and said:
"However, if the two families join forces or join forces with several other hostile factions, and take this opportunity to launch a surprise attack, it will really hurt our Fu family's vitality. After all, in order to please the Demon Flame Sect, our Fu family will really fight hard.
The two monks from the Demon Dao killed many people. Now the Qin and Hu families are forced to lose their inheritance and go into hiding. They hate our Fu family so much that it is not impossible for them to do this." The ancestor of the Fu family looked gloomy.
stand up.
"What do you mean, ancestor?" the old man in brocade robes asked cautiously.
"The outside is loose and the inside is tight! All sentries need to be doubled in manpower than before. The fort defense formation is open all day long and is not allowed to stop for a moment. Especially for those unidentified casual cultivators, send more manpower to keep an eye on them." The ancestor of the Fu family said instantly.
Suddenly, he tilted his head back and closed his eyes, but he issued a series of commands without any confusion in his mouth.
"Yes, grandson will arrange it now!" After hearing this, the white-faced middle-aged man immediately took the order and went out.
The other juniors of the Fu family who were left in the side hall could see that the ancestor of the Fu family was in a bad mood at the moment, so they all stood there and did not dare to take a breath!
"Tianyun, call your third uncle out and ask him to put the iron-backed sacred beast into the spirit beast bag and accompany me to attend the birthday party. Only he can control the sacred beast of our Fu family!" Mr. Fu's family
Zu suddenly said something again.
"What? Didn't our ancestors originally say that Third Uncle is now at a critical stage in his cultivation, so he shouldn't be disturbed by this birthday?" Hearing this, the old man in brocade robes couldn't help but say.
"Hmph! The past was the past, and the present is the present. Although it is impossible for us cultivators to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, and predict the future, sometimes some spiritual omens in our hearts are still very effective. For the sake of caution, we have to be on guard. We would rather
The old man is too preoccupied, and it would be better than if our Fu family really encountered a disaster and something went wrong." The old man said with a cold snort.
"Yes, I'm going to ask Third Uncle to come out of seclusion right now." The old man in golden robe couldn't help being frightened when he saw that the ancestor of the Fu family was about to get angry. He promised solemnly and went out as well.
Next, the ancestor of the Fu family refused to give up. After giving a few more orders, he felt at ease.
When he thought about it, with so many back-ups ready to go, even if something happened, he would be able to handle it.
...Three days later, outside the purple mist of Zidao Mountain, on an empty hillside, many casual cultivators gathered, as many as twenty or thirty.
While they were pointing at the purple mist, they were whispering about something.
Bai Ran was also alone among the group of monks, silently observing the situation around him, just like a common solitary monk.
There were so many foundation-building casual cultivators in Yuanwu Kingdom, which was a bit beyond Bai Ran's expectation. Those who came to wish the Fu family ancestor a birthday must have been only a small part of them.
In the Yue Kingdom at that time, except for the seven sects, there were few casual cultivators who could build a foundation. Although the Yuanwu Kingdom was larger than the Yue Kingdom, it was not too far behind.
Now, only over a hundred years have passed, such a situation has occurred, which makes Bai Ran feel a sense of vicissitudes of the changes in the world. He is quite secretly surprised by this.
Bai Ran didn't know that before the war between good and evil started, most of the foundation-building pills were in the hands of large and small sects and families, so it was naturally difficult for casual cultivators to build foundations.
But with the massacre a hundred years ago, many sects and families were involved. Extermination of families, severing inheritance and incense were extremely frequent.
As a result, a large number of Foundation Establishment Pills were also spread in the chaos.
Although most of them were obtained by other sects and cultivating families, a considerable number of foundation-building pills fell into the hands of casual cultivators by chance.
As a result, in the past hundred years or so, the number of casual cultivators in various countries during the foundation-building period has increased dramatically, forming a considerable force. There are even some casual cultivators who, by chance, took this opportunity to form a golden elixir in one fell swoop.
However, both the good and evil paths and the Tiandao Alliance adopt the strategy of absorbing these casual cultivators if they can, and suppressing them if they can't. As a result, although the number of high-level casual cultivators has increased dramatically, they have never been able to form a group, and they have not been able to achieve anything.
While Bai Ran was thinking about it secretly, suddenly seven or eight rays of red light flew from the sky. After the light faded, a group of male and female monks wearing fiery red clothes appeared.
At the head were two alchemy cultivators, one with a white face and a gourd at the waist, the other with an ordinary appearance, but with cold eyes. Next to them, there was a beautiful female cultivator, followed by four others.
A foundation-building monk who looks like a disciple.
"They are people from the Demon Flame Sect." Upon seeing these people, the casual cultivators on the hillside became commotion, and some even shouted in a low voice.
"Those are Protectors Sun and Protector Mo, who are responsible for external affairs of the Demon Flame Sect. The two female cultivators next to them are the famous Shuangyan of the Fu family. I heard that they have become concubines for these two seniors." There is more knowledge.
A few casual cultivators whispered to their companions in a lower voice, for fear of being overheard by the Demon Flame Sect cultivators.
With Bai Ran's spiritual awareness, he could naturally hear these words clearly. He couldn't help but look at the two Demon Flame Sect alchemy monks twice more. Then his eyes swept over the female cultivator on their side.
They are indeed two charming women.
These Demon Flame Sect monks turned a blind eye to these casual cultivators. One of the Demon Flame Sect disciples walked up to the fog without saying a word, raised his hand and released a transmission note that flew into the fog, and then returned to the two Dan-forming disciples honestly.
Behind the monk.
After a while, the purple mist rolled and opened a passage on its own.
Several welcoming disciples of the Fu family came out with respectful expressions on their faces.
Bai Ran took this opportunity to take a deep look at the Fu family disciples, and then withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.
At this time, a group of Demon Flame Sect monks entered the purple mist, and the mist closed again.
Within an hour or two after that, some late envoys from other families and some monks from small and medium-sized sects arrived at the hillside one after another, and were also taken in by people from the Fu family.
After waiting for a long time, an apologetic middle-aged steward finally walked out of the purple mist.
"We are really rude to the Fu family for keeping you fellow Taoists waiting for so long. This is not because the Fu family has any intention of discriminating against the fellow Taoists, but because the space in Fujiabao is limited, and it is difficult to arrange too many monks at one time. That's why.
Fellow Taoists can only be invited into the castle on birthdays. However, please don’t worry! As long as they are fellow Taoists who come to sincerely wish our ancestor a birthday, they will be treated equally in the castle. The banquet has also been prepared in the hall. Please
Everyone, follow us and enter the fort together."
This steward was very eloquent, and with a few words he dissipated most of the dissatisfaction of the casual cultivators.
So after these casual cultivators looked at each other for a few times, without saying anything else, they followed the middle-aged steward into the mist.
Bai Ran walked at the end of the crowd with a calm expression, but after a while, he suddenly disappeared inconspicuously.
Neither the monks walking in front nor the disciples of the Fu family who were responsible for monitoring the formation could detect anything unusual, as if he had never come in before.
Several foundation-building monks from the Fu family were standing in a magnificent hall, smiling and greeting some guests who had arrived in advance, making sure that everyone was deeply satisfied and did not feel left out.
There are two to three hundred of these guests. Some of them just arrived today, while others arrived at Fujiapu four or five days ago.
Now that the birthday of the ancestor of the Fu family has arrived, these people naturally gathered together and waited for the ancestor of the Fu family to appear.
With the Fu family's popularity in the Yuanwu Kingdom, members of the small family and casual cultivators naturally continued to praise him.
Even the envoys from larger families and some monks from smaller sects were all smiling and chatting with these Fu family monks.