Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

"Humph, the old man has a talisman spell in his arms, and if he says it can meet your requirements, there will be no mistakes. Can't the old man's name as the middle-stage elder of the Ghost Fumen Ghost King be guaranteed? Let you take out the tortoise shell scales Just take it out, as long as you meet the requirements of the old man, I will immediately hand over the spell scroll to you. Why are you talking so much?"

The old man surnamed Bai snorted coldly, and a slightly angry voice came out of the mist.

"Don't blame Li Daoyou. Brother Bai, Zhanmou, is a junior in the direct line of a grand elder of my Ghost Fumen. He always talks like this. I'm used to it. I hope you can take care of me."

The old man surnamed Li suddenly heard this and was about to refute again when the old man surnamed Zhan standing next to him suddenly moved his lips slightly and said through voice transmission.

Hearing the other party's words, the old man surnamed Li just swallowed the words back into his stomach.

The old man surnamed Li has seen this kind of Zongmen monks with strong backing who have always been high-handed and low-minded, so in order to complete this transaction with the other party, he will not care too much about it.

"Since Fellow Daoist Bai has said so, Li will no longer insist, but if the magic spell that Fellow Daoist uses cannot enter Li's eyes, then you and I will naturally give up the deal."

As he was speaking, a jade box appeared in his hand, and when he lifted his hand indifferently, the jade box arrived in front of the monk surnamed Bai who was three feet away.

Immediately, the mist rolled, and a long and thin hand suddenly stretched out from the mist, and after a while, it grabbed the jade box in its hand, and in a flash, the thin palm retracted into the mist.

"Hahaha, it's really good. This is indeed the carapace of an eighth-level demon tortoise, and it is a demon tortoise that is about to break through to level nine. Although the carapace of this demon tortoise is slightly small, it is enough for the old man to refine his body." The treasure armor has been made. This is the old man's scroll of talisman spells, please keep it safe."

A burst of wild laughter resounded from the mist, and the monk surnamed Bai seemed extremely happy.While speaking, a black mass flew out of the mist and flew straight towards the old man surnamed Li.

"Crack!" Suddenly seeing something flying out of the dark mist, the old man surnamed Li didn't have any doubts. He reached out with his right hand and grabbed the black thing.But just as he stretched out his hand, a crisp sound suddenly sounded.

With this crisp sound, a piece of black silk net that was only about a foot in size had already touched the arm of the old man surnamed Li. In a flash, the area suddenly increased rapidly, and then suddenly spread towards his body. Come.

"Ah, it's disgusting."

As soon as he came into contact with the black silk screen, the old man surnamed Li was startled suddenly. He didn't understand what kind of scroll the other party threw out, it was clearly a silk screen magic weapon.

But just when the old man surnamed Li exclaimed, he only felt a huge confinement energy suddenly rush into the blood in his hand from where the silk net touched his arm, and flowed along the arm. His blood quickly spread to the whole body.

The speed was so fast that it invaded his dantian almost instantly.

What frightened the old man surnamed Li was that the huge confinement energy made him feel irresistible.Even if he quickly mobilized the mana in his body to block the rapidly spreading imprisoning force, it failed to have the slightest effect.

As the imprisoning force diffused, the old man surnamed Li suddenly felt a sense of numbness wherever it passed.

Even if he wants to raise his hand and make a gesture, it is already difficult to do so.

"Ah, you... Fellow Daoist Bai, what do you mean?"

With the rapid spread of the jet-black silk net, the old man surnamed Li was completely enclosed in the silk net almost in a blink of an eye.At this time, apart from being able to speak out, the old man surnamed Li could no longer move the whole body.

When the old man surnamed Li arrived at this time, he didn't understand where he was. The other party clearly wanted to snatch his treasure.So he shouted and asked with an extremely angry expression on his face.Although his whole body was wrapped and imprisoned by the silk screen that flashed a thick black glow, the old man surnamed Li didn't show much panic except for anger.

"Ah, Senior Brother Bai, what are you doing?"

Suddenly seeing the situation in front of him, the old man surnamed Zhan couldn't help but change his face, and couldn't help shouting and asking.

"Hmph, what does this old man want to do? Don't you understand? A mere ghost lord in the early stage of casual cultivation has entered the human world for a few years, and then returned. It must have gained a lot. The old man wants to see, his body What kind of treasure is there?"

Seeing that the old man surnamed Li was captured alive without any accident, the cultivator surnamed Bai turned around, looked at the fellow cultivator who was already full of anger, and said without hesitation.

Although he couldn't see the face wrapped in the mist clearly, the old man with the surname Zhan could also know that his brother from the same sect was already ready to capture him.As long as he moves a little, there will undoubtedly be a powerful attack on his body.

"Senior brother, Li Daoyou is a fellow of the Jian'an Mansion whom I met more than a hundred years ago. I hope that senior brother can be merciful."

Looking at the cloudy mist transformed by the mid-term monk of the ghost king who was only two feet away in front of him, the old man surnamed Zhan also felt frightened in his heart.Under the change of expression on his face, he pleaded with a bow.

In fact, he doesn't have much close friendship with this brother from the same sect in front of him, but he has met several times in the sect. A few years ago, when the old man surnamed Zhan was assigned by the sect to garrison in Fang City, this senior brother once said, let It pays attention to a hard material with earth properties.

And he is willing to exchange it with a high-level talisman spell in his hand.

This time, when he saw the eighth-level monster turtle scale armor that the old man surnamed Li took out, he immediately thought of Senior Brother Bai.

But what the old man surnamed Zhan couldn't think of was that this Senior Brother Bai actually wanted to rob the other party when he came up.

"Hmph, stand aside obediently for the old man. If you want to say more, don't blame the old man for not thinking of the same family." With the words, the monk surnamed Bai wrapped in the mist floated towards the old man surnamed Li.

"Whoosh!" A figure flashed, and the old man surnamed Zhan flew up without hesitation when the figure of monk surnamed Bai moved, and shot away towards the distance.

Its speed is so fast that it is faster than most of the ghost king's initial stage monks by a full half.

With the experience of a monk at the beginning of Guijun, how can he still not understand that although he and the person in front of him are from the same sect, since this happened, Senior Brother Bai will definitely not let him go easily.Even if he doesn't kill himself, he will definitely use some secret technique at that time to force himself to submit.

If you really want to impose some soul restraint on yourself, then from now on, you can only listen to the other party's mercy.

You must know that this kind of looting of others near the city of their own home is originally despised by monks in the world of immortality.

"Hmph, if you don't know good and bad, then you can't blame the old man."

Seeing this scene, monk surnamed Bai's figure suddenly appeared in a cloud of mist, and after a blur on the spot, he disappeared without a trace.

"Bang!" With the disappearance of cultivator Bai's figure, a muffled sound suddenly resounded a hundred feet away.

"Ah!~~" A miserable cry resounded almost simultaneously on the spot.