Chapter 950

This person It's not easy.

Huifa looked at the Madman of Chu, his eyes showed a strange color, and then ignored him. He had absolute confidence in himself.

Even if the other party is a fairy king, he can suppress himself.

Because I have already stepped on the road of becoming immortal!

This alone is no longer comparable to the ordinary Immortal King. No, he is not immortal now.

He is on the way to becoming immortal

Banxian!

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They set out for guikuiling.

The closer to the ghost cry ridge, the more fog there will be, and the greater the impact on the monks. But along the way, Huifa and his fellow practitioners urged the light of the Buddha, isolating most of the influence of resentment.

This will enable people to maintain their fighting power to the greatest extent when they arrive at ghost cry ridge.

"There's ghost cry ridge ahead."

Huifa said, looking at a mountain in the distance.

The mountain range was enveloped in a thick gray fog, full of resentment.

"Get ready."

Soon after, the people entered the ghost cry ridge. As soon as they entered it, great resentment came to their faces. They could not help but urge the emperor to resist.

Chu Madman didn't feel much.

These resentments are mainly aimed at the physical body and mind, and his physical body is strong, and the power of his soul is incomparable.

Resentment has no effect on him at all. As for the blue feather beside him, Qingfeng and others have a sword crown to protect him secretly, but it doesn't matter.

"Oh, bring the sword crown. Is it a little bullying?"

Chu Madman said to himself with a smile.

Jian Guan's injury has recovered to 7788. Although he didn't show it at ordinary times, he is an immortal.

The small ridge of resentment is what he did with a sword.

It's a bit like a novice village under full size.

"Look, what's that?"

Suddenly, there was a cry in the crowd.

Everyone looked.

I saw a knife stuck in the wall of a mountain.

The knife looks old and rusty, but there is still Xianhui on it.

"It's a fairy weapon! Although it's a broken immortal weapon, if you can take it back and refine it well, you can also extract a lot of immortal gold. "

Said a fiery monk.

Immortal gold is a valuable material for refining immortal utensils.

A monk rushed out and was about to snatch the immortal gold. But at this time, a roar came out from the distance, and a spirit of complaint, which was several feet high, rushed out of the mountain forest.

His face was distorted, and he could not see what he was, but his breath was terrible.

It has reached the level of the later period of the Lord of heaven. The monk who wanted to take the immortal weapon didn't have time to dodge. He was directly hit by the spirit of resentment and flew out, and his face was pale and spat out a big mouthful of blood.

"It's the spirit of complaint!"

"The spirit of resentment appears, everyone be careful!"

As soon as their faces changed, they were on guard.

The sword king, the master of the buried sword sea, stepped out in one step. He made a stroke in the void with his palm as a sword, and a great sword gas poured out in an instant.

The resentment spirit was blown out directly by the knife gas, and the powerful strength immediately surprised many monks on the scene.

"Is this the strength of the young master of the burial sword sea? He is one of the twelve kings of the fairyland. He is really powerful! "

"Yes, it's amazing."

Next to the Madman of Chu, Jian Guan glanced at him, "this is the immortal method of burying the sword sea. This boy is good at practicing. He can practice to this extent at this age."

"Well, compared with other fairy species, it's really outstanding."

Chu Madman chuckled.

Hearing what he said, Jian Guan laughed twice. He suddenly realized that no matter how good the immortal seeds are, they are all dregs in front of him. They are not the same level of people at all.

Once again, after chopping away the spirit, the king of the sword took advantage of the victory and turned his hand into a sword. He gave full play to the immortal method of burying the sword sea. However, in a few breaths, the spirit of the God was killed.

The spirit of resentment after death turns into a mass of resentment.

At this time, Huifa suddenly took out a golden Buddha statue and threw it into the air. He saw that the Buddha statue was in golden light, and the resentment of the spirit was inhaled into his body.

This scene, let everybody Leng for a while.

This little monk seems to be collecting resentment??

"Amitabha, it will not be long before the resentments of these spirits return to heaven and earth. In order to prevent them from harming the world again, I put them into this Buddha statue and prepare to purify them after they go back." Huifa said with a faint smile.

Hearing what he said, people suddenly realized.

"So it is."

"The little monk is worthy of being a little monk. Sure enough, the Bodhisattva is kind-hearted and considerate of the world. I'm convinced."

"Yes, the name of the little monk is well deserved."The Madman of Chu took a look at the Buddha statue and said, "it's interesting. The little monk is not so simple."

He just analyzed the Buddha statue with little love.

I found something interesting.

After killing a grudge spirit, they went on. Besides grudge spirit, they also met many treasures along the way.

However, Chu Madman has never met anything that makes him excited. Except for occasionally solving a few resentment spirits who come to seek death, he basically doesn't do anything. He is sitting on the wall watching.

All of them go deep into the ghost cry ridge, and suddenly encounter a wave of resentment attack, and fall into battle.

"Bone corroding fire!"

The God of fire whistled, raised his hand and burst out a black flame.

The flame burns the spirit of resentment as if it were gangrene.

Chu Madman looked at it and laughed, "this is the sacred fire on the sacred fire list. It's a little interesting. It seems that he didn't get the purple sky flame, but he had another chance."

It seems that it's better for Huang to have her own food.

"Not good..."

At this time, not far from the Madman of Chu, a cry of surprise came.

I saw a pockmarked woman was besieged by several complaining spirits. She resisted with her sword. The sword was sharp, but after a few moves, she fell into the downwind and was in danger.

The rest of the friars around were dealing with other grievances, and they didn't release their hands to rescue, while some of them who had the ability didn't.

Especially the king of Dao, with his sword on his back and shoulder in his arms, stood by and looked on coldly, "swordsman? And it's such a vulgar woman, such a person, it's not worth my hand. "

The friar of burying sword sea seems to have some prejudice against the swordsmen in the world. He doesn't have a good face at all.

If this woman looks beautiful, maybe he will help each other, but the other side is pockmarked, which turns him off.

Not far away, Huifa is using the Buddha light to fight against a resentful spirit. With his strength, he can quickly solve the resentful spirit, and then go to save the woman, but he doesn't either.

Because he doesn't want to expose his real strength for the time being.

The pockmarked woman was besieged by the spirit of resentment, but no one helped her. The cruelty of the world of practice showed incisively and vividly.

"Well, are you going to die here this time?"

Despair gradually appeared in the eyes of the pockmarked woman.

But at this time, the Madman of Chu not far away raised his hand at will, and the sword, spear, sword and halberd and other spiritual forces condensed out of thin air, shooting at the bitter spirit who besieged the pockmarked woman.

With several loud noises, the spirits were killed completely.

This scene, make not far away Huifa, Dao Wang and others' eyes slightly a coagulation, looking at Chu Madman, face appear strange color.

"There are still such experts in the team."

"This man is really not simple."

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