Chapter 1498

Xia Ping took a careful look at the harvest this time. He beheaded a total of twenty Jindan real people, and none of them blew themselves up. He also got twenty Jindans, which benefited a lot.

In addition, he also took a look at the space rings of these disciples of the Wandu Sect, and found that he had obtained a large amount of pills, elixir, and magic weapons, which were very valuable.

However, poisons are the most common in these Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples' space rings. All kinds of poisons are basically lethal, and they are the kind of biohazard when they are taken out.

But he hasn't looked at Lu Wen's interspatial ring for the time being, and he will wait until the end. He is also very much looking forward to what kind of treasure this senior brother of the Wandumen will have.

"Huh? Is there a restraining formation?!"

Xia Ping squinted his eyes. He found that Lu Wen's space ring actually had a restriction formation. Even if he died, it seemed that it was not so easy to break through the restriction formation.

If it can't be cracked, it is estimated that the treasure in the space ring will not be obtained.

But it was too simple for Xia Ping to break the restriction formation. With a thought, he immediately activated the Hell Golden Crow Flame in his body, and penetrated a trace of flame.

clatter~~

Immediately, the restraining formations of this interspatial ring were immediately destroyed, burning thousands of holes and completely collapsing. These restraining formations were still unable to resist the destructive power of the Golden Crow Flame from Hell.

Boom~~

At this moment, it seemed that the restraining formation was forcibly destroyed, causing unimaginable consequences, triggering the defense mechanism of this space ring, and a tyrannical phantom immediately emerged from the space ring.

It was an old man, wearing a gray robe, with triangular eyes, a hooked nose, and a fierce look on his face. He could tell at a glance that he was not something to mess with, and he exuded a vicious aura.

As soon as he appeared, he immediately noticed Xia Ping's existence: "What's going on? Who are you? Why did you open the prohibition formation of this ring? Where is my son Lu Wen?"

Xia Ping knew in an instant that this was Lu Wen's backhand. This old man must be Lu Wen's father, at least a strong man at the level of the Faxiang Realm. Unexpectedly.

Whoosh!

Without further ado, he immediately cast Hell's Golden Crow Flame, not talking nonsense with the gray-robed old man at all, and the terrifying flame instantly covered the primordial spirit phantom.

"Damn it, little bastard, dare you!"

The gray-robed old man was startled and angry, he had no idea that the kid in front of him was so ruthless, without saying a word, he immediately branded his soul.

He quickly noticed Xia Ping's aura: "Damn it, why do you have so many mental marks of my Wandu sect disciples on you, how many disciples of my Wandu sect have you killed?!

You bastard, the spiritual brand of my son Lu Wen is also on you, and you actually killed him? You are courting death, you are courting death, this old man will never spare you! "

The gray-robed old man let out an angry roar, like an angry lion, wishing to tear Xia Ping to pieces immediately.

Spiritual imprint? !

Xia Ping squinted his eyes. These Wandumen disciples also said before that if anyone kills them, he will leave the spiritual imprint of Wandumen disciples on him.

It was indeed the case, whenever he beheaded a person, it seemed that a trace of gray aura gushed out from these disciples of the Wandu Sect, and he avoided it, entering his soul to become entangled.

Although this is not harmful to the soul, the problem is that it will form a mark, allowing the disciples of the Wandumen to find out immediately that he is the enemy who killed the disciples of the Wandumen.

But now is not the time to worry about this, it is better to kill this old man as soon as possible.

Whoosh!

A dark golden flame of the Golden Crow from Hell shot past, and hit the gray-robed old man in an instant.

"It's useless. An ant in the real fire realm also thinks that he can do something to the old man's primordial spirit brand. Everything you have done is useless. Wait, damn it, bastard, what kind of flame is this, and why can it hurt? The old man's primordial spirit?!"

Originally, the gray-robed old man was full of confidence, thinking that his soul brand was above all else, that he could not be harmed by ordinary means, and was completely immune. How could he have imagined that the flame bombarded the body of the soul brand, but it burned instantly.

This seems to be a strange fire aimed at the soul, and everything is burned.

Immediately he let out a growl, furious, but it was too late.

When the Golden Crow Fire in Hell completely ignited, no one could extinguish it.

"Little beast, I remember you. You will be my enemy of the Wandumen for life and death. Whenever a disciple of the Wandumen sees you, they will chase you endlessly. Wait, it's not just you, Even your friends and family members around you will die because of you, this old man will destroy your family and separate your wife and children."

The old man in gray robe cursed viciously, his eyes showed hatred.

But no matter how resentful he was, he still couldn't avoid the end of disappearing. Within a few breaths, with the curse of the old man in gray robe, the brand of Yuanshen quickly turned to ashes.

And this space ring has also been completely opened, and can be watched at any time.

"This is a bit troublesome."

Xia Ping rubbed his chin, and when he heard the roar of the gray-robed old man, he did not doubt the opponent's anger at all, and this is the territory of the Wandu Sect. If he angered the opponent, he could instantly block the star field and have nowhere to escape.

Even if you want to jump in space, you can't do anything. If there are any space fluctuations, they will probably be discovered by Wan Dumen.

If someone interferes during the space jump, it is estimated that it will fall into a different dimension, never return, or even be torn to pieces by the space storm.

"Well, I don't know if this thing can be burned?!"

With a thought, Xia Ping activated the Hell Golden Crow Fire to burn the gray aura entangled in his soul, but this substance was so special that there was not much movement after burning for half a day.

"No, it's still useful. These gray breaths have been reduced."

Xia Ping's eyes showed a gleam of light. The power of the Hell Golden Crow Flame on his body is still too weak. If it is stronger, it may burn this special spiritual imprint completely in an instant.

But it doesn't matter even if he is a little weak, as long as it takes seven or eight days, the gray aura can be completely removed, and then he won't be afraid that the group of Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples will find him.

"Let's go, leave this place first, and find a safe place to hide."

Xia Ping decided to leave this planet temporarily, go to other planets to hide, and refine the spiritual brand of Wandumen on his body with peace of mind, and then secretly leave the southern universe.

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At this time, countless elders were summoned from the headquarters of Wandumen.

The death of a dozen or twenty Jindan Daoist is really too bad. Even for the holy sect, this is an unbearable loss. I don’t know how many years have passed. It has been a long time since the Wandu sect has so many elites. Disciple.

The occurrence of this kind of thing also made Wan Dumen furious and called many elders to arrange a meeting.