A ray of blue light flashed through the air and disappeared into the mission hall, causing many disciples to scream in surprise.
"Junior Brother Zhang, our Fang family's Dan-formation seniors have arrived. We can go in and take over the mission." Just when Xu Zihang was getting more and more impatient and Lu Kun couldn't continue, Fang Zheng's voice appeared like a savior.
ear.
Lei Batian had long seen the powerful man in the core forming stage, who had already reached the door of the mission hall.
"Okay, let's take over the mission quickly." Xu Zihang was relieved and walked forward quickly.
Lu Kun showed a bit of regret and raised his legs to go in. At this time, a gust of fragrant wind came, and Bai Jie's round and charming face pressed against Lu Kun's cheek.
"Junior brother, you can tell your story in detail to your sister later."
Feeling the warm breath next to his ear, Lu Kun's expression changed drastically and he ran into the mission hall as if he was running away. He was extremely afraid 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. You can't touch this Yi Yang." Fang Zheng came to Bai Jie at some point and said coldly in her ear.
"Hey, it's a pity. In the eyes of junior sister, the alien spirit root monk is a sweet man." Bai Jie's face was full of reluctance, but she still listened to what Fang Zheng said, put away her charm, and twisted
Delicate body, walking gracefully.
Fang Zheng's eyes flashed coldly: "This girl has mastered the secret technique, and she is a little confused. It seems that this mission is over, so we need to give her some clues."
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Large-scale tasks such as the killing of the Ouyang family in Xizhou can only be undertaken by monks in the Core Formation stage. The remaining disciples in the Foundation Establishment stage must obtain permission from the Core Formation stage monks.
Soon, everyone accepted the mission and walked to the square outside the mission hall to gather in an orderly manner.
An old man with a hunched back, holding a purple-gold crutch with a black gourd hanging on it, making a clanging sound, walked step by step from the mission hall to everyone.
This old man was skinny and ugly, just like a dying old man, but he exuded powerful magical pressure, and he was clearly a strong man in the late stage of pill formation.
A group of Foundation Establishment Stage disciples were in front of him, not daring to take a breath. Even Foundation Establishment Stage experts like Lei Batian lowered their heads.
"Ahem, I'm getting older and my walking is no longer stable." The old man took out the gourd on his crutches, poured a mouthful of unknown liquid into his mouth, and said to himself.
"Well, the thirty foundation-building monks are all here, and we can set off." As he spoke, a blue-black aura surged from his body, and he slowly rose into the air, suspended in mid-air, and patted his waist with trembling palms.
storage bag.
Suddenly, a huge flying boat appeared in the sky above the square, blocking out the morning sun. Everyone in the shadow couldn't help but hold their breath.
This is a very large spaceship about twelve feet long and three feet wide. The black cabin is engraved with various complex inscriptions, and a sense of oppression comes from above.
The first time Lu Kun saw this flying boat, his eyes filled with horror.
"Cloud boat!"
"It's absolutely correct. Although the details of the ship in front of you are a little different, the many runes on it are completely the design of a large cloud-walking ship."
Lu Kun's thoughts were a little confused.
"Did the Blood Refining Sect and the Yueyang Sect purchase the Cloud-Stepping Boat back then? Or maybe after the Demon Spirit Sect destroyed the Yueyang Sect, they gave this trophy to the Blood Refining Sect!"
Fang Zheng, who was next to Lu Kun, saw his shocked expression, and there was no doubt that he was there. As a casual cultivator, he was not surprised but a little strange to see such a giant flying boat.
He patted Lu Kun on the shoulder and said: "Junior Brother Zhang, the Blood Refining Sect is far more powerful than you imagine. Such a strategic flying boat was newly refined by the elders of our sect in recent decades."
"With this alone, you can lead a large number of disciples to fight everywhere. It is extremely mobile. The Qi Sha Sect and the Yin Yang Demon Sect in Qi are extremely afraid of the Blood Cloud War Boat and do not dare to provoke a war."
When Lu Kun heard this, he looked proud, as if he was extremely lucky to have entered the Blood Refining Sect.
However, his heart was a little cold.
"The Blood Refining Sect made it themselves. Could it be that they obtained the refining method of my Yueyang Sect? In addition to me and Senior Brother Qin, Senior Brother Ye Zetian and Senior Brother Gu Tianjian also had the inheritance of weapon refining."
"Did the two senior brothers get caught before they could destroy it?"
"Damn it, in order to catch him by surprise, he directly killed the old Huang-browed Taoist without asking about the whereabouts of the two senior brothers."
Lu Kun was thinking wildly in his mind.
But he didn't know that on the day the Yueyang Sect was exterminated, Pang Laomo of the Blood Refining Sect personally took action and captured the Yueyang Sect's Ancestor Fang alive. Using the late Yuanying's magical power, he searched for the soul and obtained the psychic puppet technique and part of the refining process.
Instrument inheritance.
If Patriarch Fang hadn't overdrawn the power of the Nascent Soul during the battle, and the Nascent Soul had dissipated not long after the soul search, I'm afraid that all the secrets of the Yueyang Sect would have been known to Pang Lao Mo.
But even so, the Blood Refining Sect relied on part of the Yueyang Sect's weapon refining inheritance and its own extensive sect background to greatly increase its strength.
In the past, the Blood Refining Sect had the financial resources to refine some magical weapons that the Yueyang Sect did not have the strength to refine. The Blood Cloud Flying Boat was one of the powerful magical weapons that was transformed by the Blood Refining Sect's weapon refining master and refined with a large amount of precious materials.
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[Biquge 5200 www.bqg5200.co] Lu Kun used a spiritual shuttle and flew onto the Blood Cloud Flying Boat of the Blood Refining Sect. After careful observation, he found that compared to the Cloud Stepping Boat,
There are also many more powerful magic circles.
The cabin of the flying boat is divided into dozens of small rooms, which can be used for people to meditate and rest. All it takes is a few foundation-building disciples from outside to control the flying boat.
In this way, the flying boat can ensure that most of the disciples maintain their peak combat effectiveness. Coupled with the several formations in the flying boat, if a war really breaks out, it will play an unparalleled role.
After everyone got on the flying boat, the hunchbacked old man urged the blood cloud flying boat to fly outward. The forbidden formation outside automatically opened a gap, allowing the huge flying boat to leave.
Everyone was quite excited to stay on the deck of the flying boat, listening to the old disciples describing the various magical uses of the blood cloud flying boat. Lu Kun stood quietly on the edge of the flying boat, observing some complex runes.
"Why, Junior Brother Zhang is interested in these weapon refining patterns?" Fang Zheng came over at some point.
Lu Kun said matter-of-factly: "After junior brother enters the foundation building stage, he plans to also learn how to make talismans. The patterns here seem to be somewhat similar to talismans."
Fang Zheng nodded and said: "Junior brother is proficient in thunder-attribute spells. If you don't learn the art of making talismans, it will be wasted. However, the patterns of the weapon refining and the talismans are still somewhat different. Later, junior brother can go to the Tibetan Scripture Cave to exchange for some talisman-making jade slips."
Lu Kun smiled and was about to say something when an eerie voice suddenly resounded throughout the Blood Cloud Flying Boat, causing the foundation-building monks on the flying boat to tremble unconsciously.
Lu Kun was caught off guard and his body trembled.
"Quack, Old Monster Fang, why didn't you wait for me?"
At some point outside the flying boat, a man in black robe appeared. He flew over leisurely. He had a handsome face and looked very young. He was a handsome man.
The aura exuding from his body was not much weaker than that of the hunchbacked old man. He was also a late-stage pill-forming monk.
After Lu Kun saw this man in the late stage of pill formation, he felt a little enlightened:
"No wonder we only brought thirty foundation-building disciples. It turned out that there were two guys in the late-stage pill-formation stage leading the team, but I seem to have some impression of these guys in black robes."