Strengthening the Cultivation of the City

"what?"

Min Zuoren was also very surprised to see that the purple pupil soul devouring pearl could devour resentful souls.

Although he can control the resentful soul, it is not that the resentful soul is not afraid.

They are just another form of life, but they are not without fear!
So after seeing a large number of resentful souls being swallowed by the purple pupil soul-devouring spirit beads, the black mist resentful souls who besieged Liu Jiajia and the other three retreated quickly, only rolling around, but never dared to attack again.

"Min Zuoren, is this what you are capable of?" Zuo Qing provoked, but his right hand was already holding the handle of the knife. As long as he saw Min Zuoren, he would be able to strike at him with one blow.

"town!"

Min Zuoren didn't make a sound, but Han Tian continued to move forward.

Han Tian manipulated Jin Ruyi to release Jin Mang. Wherever Jin Mang passed, those resentful souls either screamed or avoided, and even the black mist was blown away a little.

"I saw him!"

Through the blown black mist, Zuo Qing saw a person in a black robe at a glance, and then saw a flash of a saber, and Zuo Qing had rushed tens of meters away.

"Keng!"

But Zuo Qing cut through the air, and Min Zuoren avoided it in time.

"Wow!"

The sound of the flute sounded again, this time the sound of the flute was rapid and violent, aggressive, and the black mist around Zuo Qing immediately surrounded Zuo Qing!
"Have you been beaten?"

Min Zuoren specially used himself as a bait to lure Zuo Qing over!
Because the rushing Zuo Qing would definitely break away from the protection of the purple pupil soul-devouring spirit bead, then Zuo Qing would be unable to do anything to the resentful soul, and would be torn apart by the resentful soul bit by bit until he died.

"Swipe!"

But Min Zuoren obviously underestimated Zuo Qing, and saw Zuo Qing unfolding the seven-step Tiangang sword technique, the sword light spread all over the body, the sky-high sword light and the amazing sword energy, even if the resentful soul was an invisible body, it was suddenly Can't get close to Zuo Qing either.

"Buzz~~~"

But the black mist rolled violently, and the black mist in the distance also began to rush towards Zuo Qing, and the number of resentful souls also doubled.

In this way, Zuo Qing found that the power of his saber technique began to decline.

The distance of the blade glow also shortened rapidly.

Even the zhenqi in his body showed signs of stagnation!

"Wind scale armor!"

With just a thought, the wind scale armor, a high-grade magical weapon, wrapped Zuo Qing. This is a full-body armor that protects from head to toe, and it incorporates the sound of wind stones, scales of the blood-horned purple pterosaur, etc. It not only has strong defense, but also speed Also fast!

But at this moment, what Zuo Qing needs is speed!

"Whoosh!"

Seeing Zuo Qing stepping forward, the whole person disappeared immediately.

When she reappeared, she had already returned to Peiwei's side.

"So fast?"

The secretive Min Zuoren was surprised.

"What level of magic weapon is that? Are they really cultivators?"

Min Zuoren couldn't believe his eyes.

Because there has been no serious immortal cultivator in the current Middle Earth God Dynasty for a long time, the magic weapon is naturally invisible.

But whether it's Jin Ruyi, the purple-eyed soul-devouring orb, or the wind scale armor that Zuo Qing wore just now, these are all authentic magic weapons for Minzuo people!

It is rare in the world!
"See if you're still yelling!" Seeing Zuo Qing coming back in a cold sweat, Pei Wei also complained.

After all, this is a resentful soul. Sometimes even Han Tian is afraid of three points, Zuo Qing dares to rush in, isn't that tired of work?
"This Min Zuoren's bone flute is pretty good, I'm afraid it's not his own." Han Tian kept staring at Min Zuoren, the reason why he didn't move was to see the power of the bone flute.

Looking at it now, this bone flute is still a treasure.

"Master, what cultivation level does this Min Zuo person have?" Zuo Qing asked.

"The peak of the early stage of the Qi Refining Realm is similar to that of the Ice Jade Demon Girl and Xiong Yunli, and they are all just a little short of reaching the middle stage of the Qi Refining Realm." Han Tian laughed.

This strength is naturally not in Han Tianfa's eyes.

What Han Tian cared a little bit was only the bone flute in Min Zuoren's hand.

"Go and get it."

Now that he has discovered the power of the bone flute and thinks this treasure is good, Han Tian naturally wants to snatch it.

Who told Min Zuoren to kill him?
"Woooo!"

When Min Zuoren noticed that Han Tian was walking towards him, he immediately realized that something was wrong. He quickly blew his flute and summoned many black mist resentful souls, trying to stop Han Tian.

But Han Tian didn't need to make a move at all, Jin Ruyi just shone generously in the air, and the light directly blew away the black mist, scaring away the resentful souls.

"Can't move?"

As Han Tian got closer and closer to him, Min Zuoren, who was about to escape, found that he couldn't move!
No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move!

"he……"

Min Zuoren knew that this was Angel Han's method, but before he turned his head, a figure flashed in front of his eyes.

He looked up, who else could it be if it wasn't Han Tian?
Han Tian's speed is too fast, right?
"This flute is not bad."

What shocked Min Zuoren even more was that the bone flute that was still in his hand just now ran into Han Tian's hands at some point!

"Give me back my flute!" Min Zuoren punched, Han Tian didn't dodge or dodge, and just blocked Min Zuoren with his true energy.

At the same time, it also blocked the poisonous insects that sprang out of Min Zuoren's sleeves.

"You guys are really good at playing with these things."

Zuo Qing came over with a short knife, and put it on Min Zuoren's neck.

"I'll give you two choices, either hand over the bone flute or die, you choose." Han Tian said, raising his hand to tap the bone flute lightly, a large black and purple swirls out of the bone flute. poisonous fog.

At the same time, Min Zuoren also vomited blood.

"call"

Flames ignited in Han Tian's palm, and the flames burned the bone flute, remodeling it inside and out, and Han Tian even broke into some magic circles.

"Peiwei, it's for you."

Han Tian threw the bone flute to Peiwei.

Pei Wei happily accepted it.

Although the grade of this re-practiced bone flute is only a middle-grade magic weapon, its style and patterns tend to be feminine, obviously it was specially prepared for her.

The charm and the sound of the flute are indeed a big killer.

"Master, how about I call it a fox flute?" Pei Wei asked.

"Of course." Han Tian pointed to the flute and said, "After the dripping blood recognizes the master, you can name it."

"Okay." Pei Wei was happy.

"A drop of blood to recognize the Lord?"

When Min Zuoren heard this word, he once again affirmed the guess in his heart.

The magic weapons of Han Tian and the others are all authentic magic weapons!

It's not comparable to their half-baked weapons!
That is an authentic magic weapon used by orthodox immortal cultivators!
And the way of using it is still the legendary "Blood Recognition Lord"!
All of this surprised Min Zuoren.

"Han Xianzun, are you really cultivators?" Min Zuoren didn't care about Han Tian snatching his flute, and his tone was only shocked at the moment.

"Otherwise?" Han Tian glanced at him, "You'd better leave now before I change my mind."

After speaking, Han Tian smiled lightly, and Jin Ruyi projected a golden light tens of meters long forward.

Under the golden light, the black mist squirmed and rolled quickly, and quickly dispersed to both sides, leaving a 'golden light road' for Han Tian and the others.