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Chapter 347 Corpse Spear and Blood Fiend Armor
Li Zhenbei said respectfully to his senior, even so, the old man of the temple still looked at him and did not make a sound.

After about three breaths, the old man in the temple just spoke.

"The third passer was born, from Starfield City."

After finishing speaking, he turned and left, ignoring Li Zhenbei again.

But Li Zhenbei saw all this in his eyes, and on the surface he still bowed respectfully to his back, but in fact he clenched his fists secretly.

Although his face is still so righteous and lingran, but his eyes are full of viciousness that only those demons in Shifang Ghost Realm can have.

"Hmph, old man, just wait, sooner or later I will be the master of this Beacon Hall"

"You old thing who has been dead for so many years, when I take control of the Beacon Hall, you will return to ashes and ashes again."

As soon as Li Zhenbei read this, he casually picked up the square inch ring left by Lu Xingjian. The spiritual imprint on it became an ownerless thing after Lu Xingjian's complete death. Li Zhenbei broke it effortlessly. , a large number of pills and spirit stone skills in it have become Li Zhenbei's pocket.

This can be regarded as a disguised reward for passing the first level, but it is Xu Ming who suffers the most.

The good Nascent Soul of Xiao Nangong has become the prehistoric silkworm's food.
As the fight against the same room finally came to an end, the only ones who hadn't decided the winner were Fan Chen and Young Master Xue.

These two people are a devil and a Buddha. In the final analysis, they are incompatible people.

But in a short period of time, it was impossible to tell the winner. Master Xue's extremely special skills made him miraculously resist the six-character mantra of Buddhism.

But the price paid was also extremely tragic. Not only was the bone fan in his hand shattered and could no longer be used, but his body was also surging with energy and blood frightened by the rumbling Buddha's voice.

But this instead aroused the ferocity in Young Master Xue's bones, but looking at Fan Chen's face of compassion, it never changed.

That flash of ferocity was just as short-lived as a flash in the pan, so when Young Master Xue saw the compassionate image on Fan Chen's face, he couldn't get angry.

Killing intent filled his body with an increasingly violent aura, Young Master Blood did not intend to continue entangled with this difficult Buddha.

He had made all the preparations for the Beacon Hall this time, only to see a flash of blood. .
In his hand, a blood-patterned spear appeared out of thin air. The delicate and ready-to-drip blood color on the spear was as real as if it had just been fished out of a pool soaked in blood.

This magic gun, which had sucked the blood of 99 living beings, had just revealed its true body, and the strong smell of blood in the air rushed to its face.

For this reason, Fan Chen frowned slightly, but even so, he still didn't change anything.

The round of dazzling Buddha light behind it constantly offset the smell of blood in the air.

At this moment, Mr. Xue's luxurious robe fell down with the appearance of this magic gun. It turned out that there was a pair of delicate clothes inside his robe.

There seemed to be countless innocent souls imprisoned in the inner house, and just by looking at it, one could tell that this armor was unusual.

"I didn't expect the evil spirit on the benefactor's body to be so deep. It seems that the poor monk will show some real skills today."

Facing Young Master Xue's aggressive aura, Li Fanchen, who cherishes words like gold, opened his mouth for the first time.

"Vald donkey, I finally let you open your mouth. If you didn't have this corpse gun and blood demon armor, I'm afraid I really can't eat your hard bone today."

Following the sound of Young Master Blood, the Corpse Spear in his hand was instantly released.

The blood-red tip of the spear was like an angry dragon stirring up the situation, and the sharp point of the spear rubbed against the air violently, even breaking out an unprecedented sonic boom.

For a moment, Young Master Xue seemed to be in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and countless evil spirits and ghosts behind him continued to appear, as if the corpse gun in his hand was a peerless murderous soldier connecting the two worlds of yin and yang.

But it was just the most common move, but the tip of the spear actually had the effect of tearing space like the scimitar in Xiao Nangong's hand.

Apparently, the person who refined this corpse gun is also a master of formation that is rarely seen in the world.

The sharp tip of the spear arrived in an instant, and stabbed fiercely at Fan Chen's chest in an instant.

Liao Fanchen still didn't dodge or evade like that, but leaned out in front of him in a straightforward manner.

Looking closely, it was actually a vain attempt to use a pair of ordinary flesh and blood palms to resist the terrifying sharpness of the corpse gun.

"Vald donkey, you've overplayed yourself this time!!!"

The corpse gun stabbed fiercely towards his chest unhindered, and even in a trance, Young Master Xue had the illusion that the gun light pierced Fan Chen's body.

puff! !

The sound of the weapon cutting the flesh followed, and it seemed that the flesh and blood of Fanchen really couldn't resist the power of this peerless fierce soldier.

But when he took a closer look, he realized that Liao Fanchen actually blocked the corpse gun with a pair of flesh and blood palms.

And the inside of his palm was also cut with a hideous wound by the sharp spear point, but the blood that flowed out from it was bright red with a slight golden tint.

Blood flowed down the tip of the Corpse Demon Spear, continuously falling to the ground.

However, when Fanchen's blood stained the corpse gun, there was a scorching sound like roasting flesh, which made people's scalp go numb.

It's just that no matter how much Young Master Xue shows off his strength, he can't let the tip of the Corpse Demon Spear get closer to Mortal Chen again.

On the other hand, although Fan Chen had a hideous wound opened on his palm, the Buddha's light behind him grew stronger and stronger.

I saw that his arms were exerting force suddenly, and the powerful force acted on the corpse gun, and the blood son forced the man and the gun to fly backwards.

However, Fan Chen also discovered that although his blood containing the profound Dharma can drive back the corpse spear, it seems to have little effect on the blood evil armor.

And the vigor that he just handed out, enough to kill a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, was absorbed by the blood evil armor.

But when he rubbed his hands together, the two hideous wounds in his palms closed up.

After three breaths, there was only a white mark left, and then there was no trace of it anymore.

Young Master Xue saw all of this, and the hand holding the Corpse Demon Gun couldn't help but feel a little heavier.

wow~~~
Suddenly, the entire space was completely condensed, and neither Liao Fanchen nor Xue Gongzi could move for a moment.

The Buddha's light behind Fanchen suddenly flourished, but it didn't help.

Young Master Xue's eyes widened, but the hand that wanted to swing the Corpse Demon Spear could not move even a little bit, but just when the two were at a loss.

The old man of the temple slowly came down from the darkness, his face was still so contemptuous, and his hoarse and simple voice slowly penetrated into the ears of the two of them.

"The old man is in a good mood today, and this first level will be considered a tie between the two of you."

Tie?

Both Liao Fanchen and Xue Gongzi couldn't believe this sudden change, but no matter what they were facing the absolute restraint and coercion, no one could move a little bit.

Right now, it seems that the only way to accept such an ending
(End of this chapter)