Chapter 142 recovering the Flying Crane School

The ** of the Japanese soul man's space is not comparable to that of ordinary soul people at all. Zhao Haoran has stepped into the cultivation of the Japanese soul man with half his foot. As soon as his mind moved, his body appeared outside the house along a strange path.

Of course, if there is the interference of the aura of heaven and earth, the consciousness's cognition of space will be biased, and it is likely to send himself into the space turbulence. It is not so easy to come back, but Zhao Haoran doesn't like Bai Mingqi's cultivation at all, and he doesn't know how to stir up the aura near Zhao Haoran to limit it. Teleportation.

At this time, Bai Ming's anger was full of nowhere to vent. Zhao Haoran's face in front of him was cold and there were no waves, but Bai Mingqi lost his mind and did not care about the gap in strength. The only beloved grandson died. He could not accept this result, but he did not think about why it caused this consequence.

Xiaohui looked worried. In her opinion, people like the elders and the second elders are simply unattainable and unpredictable. It is rare to see each other on weekdays. How can they not panic when they stand on their opposite side? "You run away first. They won't do anything to me?"

Xiaohui can't see Zhao Haoran's strength, but she can also see that she can kill the white bear with one blow. If she wants to escape, she should still have a glimmer of life.

Zhao Haoran's softest place in his heart was touched. He smiled softly. After so many years, this lovely mountain village girl's simple personality has not changed much as before. Unfortunately, such a personality is not stable in the harsh world of souls. Maybe she is not suitable for this road at all.

completely ignored!

Bai Ming's eyes turned red and he couldn't wait to rush up and cut Zhao Haoran with thousands of knives.

"Meteor Fall"

The sky darkened, and the whole flying crane school could not be seen. Countless red flames suddenly appeared in the distance. As time went by, it became bigger and bigger, and it was indescribably beautiful. Bai Ming's eyes overflowed with blood, which looked terrible.

Go to hell!

Bai Mingqi shouted in his heart. At this time, he did not have the strength to speak. The consequences of overloaded use of soul power are extremely serious. The martial soul is depressed, and his cultivation should be reduced by at least one level.

But Bai Mingqi couldn't care about anything. Although he was angry, he did not lose his mind. The attack just now could not pose a threat to Zhao Haoran. It must be very difficult to kill Zhao Haoran with his own cultivation.

The fall of this meteor is still an occasional soul skill, which is extremely powerful, but the requirements for cultivation are also very strict. Without the peak cultivation in March, it is absolutely unusable. This soul art not only drains the soul power in Bai Mingqi's body, but even the martial soul is pulled away.

I don't know when Li He rushed over and was furious, "Bai Mingqi, what on earth do you want to do?"

The firelight covered the whole flying crane school, and the thousand-year foundation was going to be destroyed. How could Li He not be in a hurry?

Bai Ming stared at Zhao Haoran. He wanted to witness the enemy die under his own eyes, otherwise he would never give up, even if everyone of the Flying Crane School was buried with him. Anyway, it was not too much for my grandson to accompany him if so manyfei wu died.

Xiaohui grabbed Zhao Haoran's arm with frightened hands, but she didn't expect that Zhao Haoran, who had just escaped from the claws of the white bear, fell into a bigger crisis, and Zhao Haoran was also implicated.

My heart is full of sweetness, and I have no regrets in my life to die with him.

It's like the end of the world. The disciples of the Flying Crane School have taken refuge, and all kinds of magic weapons have been sacrificed, hoping to avoid this disaster.

Li He was furious, but he was not fully sure that he could cope with the power of the meteor. His momentum soared, and a milky aperture appeared around his body, desperately resisting the unreachable Tianwei.

A blood-red light appeared in the dark. Zhao Haoran gently threw it down, and his soul power flew into the air, turned into countless stars, and flew in all directions.

Every starlight is aimed at a meteor rising from Bai Ming, no more or less, just right.

"Break."

Zhao Haoran shouted angrily and resounded through the Flying Crane School, and countless mountains also shouted together. The Flying Crane School, which had been silent for thousands of years, seemed to be alive, and the grass and trees of the mountain began to swing with Zhao Haoran's shouting.

"bang"

sounded, and then countless same voices began to roar continuously in mid-air.

Like fireworks, there were brilliant lights in the whole sky, which could not dissipate for a long time. All the flying crane sect raised their heads to witness the magnificence that could not be seen once in a thousand years.

"It's so beautiful." Xiaohui's face bloomed with a smile, as if she had forgotten her situation. Then the dark clouds in the sky began to disperse, and the sun shone on her, giving people a kind of happiness for the rest of her life.

"Puff!"

Bai Ming spit out a mouthful of blood and soared to a few heights. His face was unbelievable, and he still said, "It's impossible, it's impossible."

Li He opened his mouth and suddenly remembered the flashing consciousness, and then looked at the unfathomable Zhao Haoran, pounding.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and his body shook to Bai Mingqi's side. With a slap, Bai Mingqi, who had already lost his soul power, lay on the ground, the same as when the white bear died, but he lived up to the reputation of his grandfather and grandson.

"Senior, this Bai Ming's rise is big and arrogant. It's only his business to offend the senior. Don't worry, I will help you clear his direct line. I just hope not to blame the Feihe faction." Li He bowed to Zhao Haoran and looked very sincere.

Zhao Haoran nodded. Li He directly abandoned Bai Mingqi's vein, just to protect the Flying Crane School. He was cruel and decisive. Unfortunately, his cultivation was not strong, otherwise it would be extremely difficult to deal with, and he had a heart of love for talent.

"Call all the elders of your Flying Crane Sect. I have something to say."

"Yes!" Li He was shocked, but he didn't dare to show anything on his face, and soon the other two rushed over.

Bai Ming's meteor fell so loudly that if they didn't find it, they would be really stupid.

Zhao Haoran took a closer look. Except for Li He, the other two were the early cultivation of the February soul, and the area around here can also be regarded as the hegemony of the separatist side.

"You can follow me when you wait."

Li He knelt down first, "Senior, as long as you don't change the name of the Flying Crane School, it's best for you to always be a big elder."

Zhao Haoran shook his head with a smile, "It's not me as the elder, but her."

"Me?" Xiaohui was stunned. She didn't expect Zhao Haoran to point at her and was embarrassed. These people used to be difficult to contact, but they didn't expect that now they let themselves command them, "I can't, I can't."

Li He and others looked different and silent.

Zhao Haoran snorted coldly. Naturally, he could guess the thoughts of several people. Xiaohui only had the cultivation of the nine-star soul. How could he suppress a few people? I'm afraid that as soon as he left, someone would be unconvinced.

The blood deed is not very reliable, and I'm afraid it's difficult to control these old guys with Xiaohui's kindness.

Zhao Haoran's heart moved and showed the soul art of sacrificing souls to one of them. Anyway, these people are of no great use. If they fail, it doesn't matter. It's the best if they can succeed.

The early cultivation of the February soul was not Zhao Haoran's opponent. The severe pain in the depths of his soul made him unbearable. The beast-like roar scared Li He and another person to look at Zhao Haoran in horror. Without thinking, he knew that it was Zhao Haoran's hand.

I don't know what it is. There are no scars on his body, but it can be inferred from his expression that he must suffer unbearable pain.

In a moment, Zhao Haoran refined one of his souls, and the poor elder fell into a coma.

Li He's eyes keep turning. It seems that this senior is not easy to deal with.

"Don't panic, I won't hurt your lives." Zhao Haoran closed his eyes after saying that. The two stood aside tremblingly and dared not speak.

Xiaohui suddenly understood why Zhao Haoran asked his cultivation to reach the February soul before he was allowed to follow him. Unexpectedly, Zhao Haoran's strength was so strong. Even the high-ranking elder only dared to respond to him when he saw him, and did not dare to be disrespectful at all. He made up his mind that he must be good. Improve strength.

The soul art of sacrificing souls is used to refine the souls of the dead, but it is the first time that it is used on living people. Everyone has three souls and seven souls. After death, the soul dissipates, leaving only the soul. Now Zhao Haoran has refined one of the souls of the elder and formed a staring black fog. < /P>

Zhao Haoran wants to study carefully what is the use of this thing, so as not to hurt himself if it is inadvertently used.

It doesn't matter. Zhao Haoran's face is ecstatic. Although there is only one soul, it also includes all the memories and information of a person. As long as he is urged, this person will die immediately. What's more surprising is that he can know all his thoughts through this soul and can't escape from his control all the time.

"E elder Mo, wake up."

The elder surnamed Mo opened his eyes in an instant. Zhao Haoran's heart was moved. Sure enough, with this soul, he could basically completely control a person. Unexpectedly, the soul art of the Royal Ghost Sect had such a use.

"As soon as he left, I will kill this female disciple and see what he can do." Elder Mo remained calm on the surface, but secretly thought about some problems in his heart.

Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose and smiled, "Ep Elder Mo, do you want to kill Xiaohui? Believe it or not, I'll kill you now.

Elder Mo's face was as pale as a pig's liver, "I dare not."

He thought to himself how he knew what I thought.

Zhao Haoran smiled and didn't expect that an inadvertent discovery would be so useful. "I don't need to know. I completely know what you are thinking now. If it's a bad idea, don't blame me."

"Yes, yes!" Elder Mo fell to his knees and put away the thoughts that were unfavorable to Zhao Haoran.

Li He and another person looked at each other in con sight, and it was the first time to see such a strange thing.