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Chapter 950 Ghost Cry Ridge, Bone Eating Poisonous Fire, Pocky Faced Woman

This person… is not simple.

After Hui Fa glanced at Madman Chu, there was a strange color in his eyes, and then ignored it. He had absolute confidence in himself.

Even if the opponent is a fairy king, he can suppress it by asking himself.

Because I am already on the road to becoming immortal!

Based on this alone, it is no longer comparable to an ordinary fairy king, no, he can’t be regarded as a fairy now.

He is walking on the road to becoming a fairy…

Half a fairy!

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Everyone set off for Guikuling.

The closer you are to the Guikuling Ridge, the more gray fog will have, and the greater the impact on the monks. But along the way, Hui Fa and his fellow practitioners urged the Buddha’s light to isolate most of the influence of grievances.

This allows everyone to maintain their combat power to the utmost extent when they arrive at Ghost Cry Ridge.

“The Ghost Cry Ridge is in front.”

Hui Fa looked at a mountain range in the distance and said.

The mountains were shrouded in a thick gray mist, and resentment filled the sky.

“Everyone get ready.”

Soon after, everyone entered the Guikuling Ridge, and as soon as they entered it, majestic resentment flooded their faces, and everyone couldn’t help but urge the Emperor Qi to resist.

Madman Chu didn’t feel much.

These grievances are mainly aimed at the body and mind, and his body is strong, and the power of his soul is extremely majestic.

The grievances had no effect on him at all. As for Lan Yu next to him, Qingfeng and the others had sword crowns to protect them in secret, but it didn’t hurt.

“Oh, bring the sword crown, is it a bit bullying?”

Madman Chu smiled to himself.

Sword Crown’s injuries have recovered seven or eighty-eight, don’t look at the usual performance, but this is an immortal.

Xiaoxiaoqi Ling is what he did with his sword.

This is a bit like a newbie village under a full-scale large size.

“Look, what is that?”

Suddenly, someone in the crowd exclaimed.

Everyone looked.

I saw a knife stuck in a mountain wall.

The knife seemed to be old and rusty, but there was still Xianhui faintly circulating on it.

“That is a fairy artifact! Although it is a broken fairy artifact, if you can bring it back and refine it, you can also extract a lot of immortal gold.”

A monk said with fiery eyes.

Immortal gold is the material needed for refining immortal artifacts, which is of great value.

A cultivator rushed out and was about to grab the immortal gold, but at this moment, a roar sounded in the distance, and a resentful spirit that was several feet high rushed out of the forest.

The face of this resentful spirit is distorted, and he can no longer see his original face, but the breath that erupts between his gestures is very terrifying.

Having reached the level of the Heavenly Dao Master’s late stage, the cultivator who wanted to take the immortal weapon had no time to dodge, and was directly knocked out by the resentful spirit, vomiting a large mouthful of blood with a pale face.

“It’s a resentful spirit!”

“The resentful spirit has appeared, everyone, be careful!”

Everyone’s complexion changed, and they quickly became alert.

And Zhang Jianhai’s Young Master Sword King stepped forward, swiping in the void with his palm as a sword, and a majestic sword gas instantly poured out.

The resentful spirit was directly blasted out by the sword qi, and the powerful strength immediately amazed many cultivators present.

“Is this the strength of Young Master Buried Jianhai? As expected to be one of the twelve kings of the Immortal Realm, really powerful!”

“Not bad, amazing.”

Beside Madman Chu, Jian Guan glanced at the other person, “This is the immortal method of burying the sword sea, the overlord sword technique, this kid has a good practice, and he can cultivate to this level at this age.”

“Well, compared to other fairy species, it is indeed a lot better.”

Madman Chu chuckled lightly.

Hearing his words, Jian Guan laughed twice, and he suddenly realized that no matter how good the fairy seed is in front of this person, they are all scum, they are not at the same level at all.

After slashing and flying the resentful spirit with one more knife, the sword king pursued with victory and turned the sword into his palm to fully display the immortal method of burying the sword sea, but within a few breaths, the resentful spirit comparable to the god of heaven was killed.

The resentful spirit after death turned into a mass of resentment.

At this time, Hui Fa suddenly took out a golden Buddha statue and threw it into the air. Only the Buddha statue bloomed with golden light, and the resentment emanating from the death of the wraith spirit was actually sucked into his body.

This scene stunned everyone.

This little holy monk seems to be collecting grievances? ?

“Amitabha, the grievances of these resentful spirits will re-condense into the resentful spirits after they return to the world. In order to prevent them from causing harm to the world again, I will include them in this Buddha statue and prepare to purify it after returning.” Huifa smiled faintly. road.

Hearing his words, everyone suddenly realized.

“It turned out to be so.”

“The little holy monk is worthy of being a little holy monk. Sure enough, the Bodhisattva has a heart and is considerate of the world, so I am convinced.”

“Yes, the name of the little holy monk is well-deserved.”

Madman Chu glanced at the Buddha statue, with a playful look on his face, “Interesting, this little holy monk is not that simple.”

He just analyzed the Buddha statue with Xiao Ai.

I found something interesting.

After killing a wraith spirit, everyone continued to move forward. In addition to the wraith spirit, they also encountered many treasures along the way.

It’s just that Madman Chu has never encountered anything that fascinates him. Apart from occasionally solving a few resentful spirits who are looking for death, he basically hasn’t taken any action, just sitting on the sidelines.

Everyone went deep into the Guikuling Ridge, and suddenly encountered a wave of resentful spirits, and each fell into battle.

“Bone-eating and poisonous fire!”

Vulcan screamed and raised his hand to blast out a black flame.

The flame burns the wraith spirit, like a bone gangrene.

Madman Chu watched from the side and smiled playfully, “This is the sacred fire on the sacred fire list. It’s a bit interesting. It seems that he didn’t get the Zitian Huangyan, but he has another opportunity.”

That’s okay, it seems that his phoenix fire has resources again.

“not good……”

At this moment, a cry of exclamation came not far from Madman Chu.

I saw a woman with a pocky face being besieged by a few resentful spirits. She resisted with a sword, and the sword light was fierce, but after a few strokes, she fell into a disadvantage and was dangerous.

The rest of the cultivators in the surrounding area were dealing with other resentful spirits, and they did not spare a rescue effort, and some capable ones did not make a move.

Especially the King of Swords, he was carrying the sword, holding his shoulders, standing aside with cold eyes, “Swordsman? And she is such a crude woman, such a person is not worth my shot.”

Monk Buried Jianhai seemed to have some prejudice against swordsmen who used swords in the world, and he didn’t have a good face at all.

If this woman looks like a beautiful country, maybe he will help him, but it is a pity that the other party’s face is pocky, which makes him disgusting.

Not far away, Hui Fa was using Buddha’s light to fight against a resentful spirit. With his strength, he could quickly resolve the resentful spirit and then save the woman, but he did not do so either.

Because he doesn’t want to expose his true strength for the time being.

The pockmarked woman was besieged by the resentful spirit, but no one helped her, and the cruelty of the spiritual world was vividly demonstrated.

“It’s over, is it going to die here this time?”

Despair gradually appeared in the eyes of the pocky woman.

But at this moment, the Madman Chu, who was not far away, raised his hand at will, and the spiritual force such as swords, spears, swords and halberds condensed out of thin air and shot towards the resentful spirit besieging the pocky-faced woman.

With several loud noises, the wraith spirits were completely bombarded and killed.

This scene caused Hui Fa, the King of Swords and others not far away to condensed slightly, looking at Madman Chu, a different color appeared on their faces.

“There are such masters in the team.”

“This person is really not easy.”