Chapter 1006

"Death blade, kill!" The Han family offered a sneer. He had full confidence in the power of this magic weapon and was absolutely able to kill an Sudong.

No matter how powerful an Sudong's magic weapon is, it can resist the physical attack, but the attack of his magic weapon is very strange, not ordinary magic weapon.

This black long knife is called death, but it is one of the two magic weapons of the Han family. He has one in his hand and the other is on the Han family's ancestor.

His actions are naturally strange to ordinary people, but it's still difficult to find an Andong.

However, although an Sudong can not care about the harm of these dead spirits, feiling'er can't. He must solve the Han family as soon as possible.

But this magic weapon is not totally useless to an Sudong. At least he needs to spend a lot of spiritual power in his body to resist the invasion of dead Qi.

An Su Dong comes to Fei Ling er's side, takes out Yang Qi Dan and puts it into her mouth. He also eats one.

"Don't struggle, boy. You two are waiting for me to make mummies." The Han family shouts.

"If you want to break the power of this magic weapon, you can only wipe out Han's parents. Then these dead spirits will dissipate naturally."

An Sudong pondered that in the middle stage of the transformation of the deity, coupled with the strange skills, at best, it was only the fighting power of the later stage of the transformation of the deity.

Kill is able to kill, but in this dead air, coupled with the airtight space, the spiritual power in his body has to be shunted out, which can't be solved for a while.

Feiling son obviously can't support too long, it's better to withdraw first.

An Su Dong made up his mind, reached out and grabbed Fei Ling Er, "old man, today this matter is not finished, I will come to you again."

After that, an Su Dong raised his hand, and twenty banished immortal swords flew up to the top of his head. He broke through the mud on the top of his head and drilled a big hole. An Su Dong took Fei ling'er and jumped out of the ground.

"Run away!"

Han Xiaoqian got up from the ground. On her face, her eyes were clear again.

"Shut up

"If I hadn't worried about you, I would have killed them long ago. Now you've also been injured. I'm considering whether to make you into a puppet or not."

Han Xiaoqian was startled, and quickly knelt down, "Zhou Lao worship, please look at my father's affection, don't make me into a puppet, i... I can still serve you."

"Hum, a dead man. If you didn't have a good face, you would have been stiff for a long time. You think you are old enough. Now you have no face. Don't bother me."

"I..."

"OK, give the news to your father, prepare for it, give up the Han family's present foundation, and transfer as soon as possible. The old ancestor went out with the big man. I'll deal with the Han family's affairs for the time being."

"Yes

Han Xiaoqian does not dare to be wordy. She is a puppet, but she is very anthropomorphic and retreats slowly.

"Miss Fei, sooner or later you will fall into my hands. Wait. You are my new toy. You can't escape from my palm!"

Mr. Zhou of the Han family worships the cruel self talk, which makes people shudder.

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An Sudong takes Fei ling'er to leave the underground. The Han family is more and more strange, which arouses his interest completely.

This kind of skill of using corpses is absolutely rare in the spirit world. I think there must be someone behind the Han family to support it.

And today Wu Chao also came, but he didn't show up at last. He cared so much about the Han family, but he didn't explore it himself. What's the secret?

Little Northern Xinjiang, he really did not know that there could be so many miracles.

"So, what are you going to do?" At last, Phileas calmed down.

"Stay and have a look, but it reminds me of the corpse clan in the sword Pavilion. They like to drag corpses around with coffins.

"Not the same, the heretics around Dali Kingdom, even the corpse sect, never use the breath of the dead to cultivate."

"That's very interesting. You mean, the people behind the Han family are certainly not simple sects. They are probably great sects."

"This kind of skill, even if it is devious, is absolutely the best. Ordinary schools have no ability to do it."

Fei ling'er said seriously: "there must be a big sect behind it. There is no such powerful sect in Northern Xinjiang."

"Go back."

An Su Dong is clear in the heart, and takes Fei ling'er back to the restaurant.

"Master, you stink."

Yichen had her own room, but she had to live with an Sudong.

So the store added a small bed to the window. After all, for children of six or seven years old, the bed can't use a few boards.

"Come here."

An Sudong took off his coat and said, "you already have the cultivation of refining Qi. You can absorb the magic weapon of your own life."

"The magic weapon of my life?"

A dust a Leng, random way: "but I have no magic weapon can use, master, listen to Ling Er elder sister say, you can refine magic weapon, really?"

"Here you are."

As soon as an Su Dong raised his hand, he took out the dust from the space bag and said, "although it's a little evil, it's undeniable that the refining prototype is for the Buddhist children. As a young monk, it's just right to use the dust."

"Is this magic weapon powerful?"

Yichen can't put it down. Hold it in your hand.

"Ha ha..."

An Su Dong touched her head and had already grown her hair. "It's the best magic weapon for a teacher, but it's not the magic weapon of her own life. Maybe you're the one who is destined for her."

"How powerful is this magic weapon?" Yichen is still entangled in this matter.

An Sudong said, "when you improve your cultivation in the future, or practice your immovable Zen to a perfect level, you will naturally know the power of this magic weapon."

When it comes to Yichen's immovable Zen, an Sudong still doesn't know what ghost he is.

There's no one to practice, but the spiritual power of Buddhism in her body is rising. It's OK not to go to the spiritual world. But when she goes to the spiritual world, it's just like going crazy. It's a kind of skill he doesn't understand. It's very evil.

It seems that you can get something without work every day without training, and what you can get is the achievements of others in a few months or years.

"How do you practice your immovable Zen?"

An Sudong couldn't help but ask curiously, "your little girl doesn't practice every day. Since she went to the spiritual world, her accomplishments have gone crazy."

"I don't know."

Yichen shook his head. "My master asked me to practice immovable Zen. It was a very thick book. He asked me to recite it. I recited it for three years. Then my master said that I had become immovable Zen."

"It's your life."

An Su Dong rolled his eyes, and finally knew what it was called that people had to die and goods had to be thrown away.

He always thought he was lucky enough, but now when he met Yichen, he knew what it means to go out and find gold. He looked down to see Lingshi mountain's bad luck.