Chapter 210 Wind and Moon Valley

The scholar in white has seen a wide range of stories, and he is babbling all the way, but he is not lonely.

Zhao Haoran just listened quietly and occasionally nodded, revealing a surprised look. The scholar in white secretly observed for a long time, and his heart calmed down a lot.

"Brother Zhao, not far ahead is the Valley of Fengyue. The blood clotting fruit is in the valley. At that time, there will definitely be many crises. I will send you a life-saving paper charm. Don't use it indiscriminately until the crisis." The scholar in white said while taking out a white paper charm from the storage bag, which was painted with dense runes. I don't know what the effect is.

Zhao Haoran took it, and a cold aura immediately hit his Dantian part and hit the martial soul directly.

The scholar in white smiled and said, "Brother Zhao, don't stop it. It's the fusion of paper charm with your body, which can withstand a fatal blow for you."

Zhao Haoran laughed secretly from the bottom of his heart. This man really couldn't help it. The aura was clearly similar to the corpse of the ancient corpse of the golden charm. How could it be a life-saving paper charm? "Thank you, brother in white."

The scholar in white looked for a little, and the cold aura was in Zhao Haoran's Dantian part and was relieved. "Don't be so polite. We all come here to coagulate blood fruit. How can I not help you in the same boat?"

The scholar in white spoke very sincerely. If Zhao Haoran hadn't known that his purpose was impure, he might have been deceived by him. The same method must not have been used for the first time, otherwise he would not have been so pure.

Zhao Haoran wants to know what this white scholar wants to do. His soul power tightly wraps the cold aura and makes it unable to move. With the strength of the two-day soul, he does not need to be afraid of this thing at all.

The divine consciousness went forward, and a murderous atmosphere made Zhao Haoran feel awe-inspiring. Thousands of feet ahead was a canyon surrounded by mountains, which was full of the bones of various spirit beasts. The strong smell of blood could not be dissipated for a long time, as if he had just died.

Zhao Haoran pondered for a moment and understood that this blood coagulation must have been deliberately cultivated by someone, but since I found it, he must grab it. Gong Yang Chen's awakening depends on Qinglin Dan.

The scholar in white seemed to be tired at this moment and stopped talking. He quietly pinched the formula with his hands behind his back. Zhao Haoran looked at it and did not break it.

The cold aura in Dantian began to fluctuate, as if it had turned into a fierce beast and began to devour the soul power. Zhao Haoran suddenly understood that it turned out that there must be an ancient corpse similar to refining a gold charm in the soul skill practiced by the white scholar, which devours the martial soul of a soul of a soul through the cold aura, and then it can be completely Master his mind, and then he will become a puppet and be controlled by others.

The scholar in white was full of pride, and it was almost time. The movements in his hands were getting faster and faster, and he no longer concealed them, but began to use them quickly in front of Zhao Haoran.

According to the previous practice, when the cold aura begins to become active, it will completely turn into an ancient demon, with a complete mind, which can automatically devour the martial soul. After swallowing, it will grow into a corpse puppet, and the devoured person will completely die.

The ancient demon has a fierce personality and is not easy to refine, but as long as it is well manipulated, it is definitely a strong help.

"Magic heaven and earth, corpse puppet!"

The scholar in white had a cruel smile on his face and looked at Zhao Haoran with a blank face, "Brother Zhao, I'm sorry, it's your creation to become my corpse puppet."

The cold aura turned into an ancient demon and made a sad cry. Unfortunately, he was trapped in Zhao Haoran's soul power and could not move, so he could only keep struggling. The scholar in white did not know the changes, and he was still secretly proud of it.

Zhao Haoran showed a smile at the corners of his mouth, and a fierce villain appeared in his hand, which was no different from a normal person, but it shrank countless times. Only his little finger was high and low, and the fierce light in his eyes was undoubtedly obvious.

"Are you talking about it?"

The smile on the white scholar's face immediately disappeared. His eyes turned and he said with a smiling face, "Brother Zhao's cultivation is very good. It's just a small joke. Don't be surprised."

Zhao Haoran snorted coldly and raised his hand and grabbed it directly. The man was extremely cunning. At this time, he didn't know what he was thinking.

The white scholar's face changed, and he took out a dark green longan-sized pill from his arms. Under a pinch, he was instantly covered with unknown poison gas, and his divine consciousness was isolated.

Zhao Haoran took a lot of effort to get out of his difficulties, but he had disappeared from the scholar in white and held the ancient demon in his hand. Zhao Haoran's face was gloomy and hesitated for a moment. He still unfolded his consciousness. With his March cultivation, how could he escape tens of thousands of miles.

However, Zhao Haoran caught up with the breath. The scholar in white fled crazily and cursed in his mouth. He felt that the strong breath behind him could no longer remain calm. He gritted his teeth and spewed out a blood, and a black gossip appeared under his feet, and the speed soared several times.

The cultivation is average, and there are many magic weapons and soul skills, but since it has provoked me, I have to pay the price. Zhao Haoran's body shook, and a thousand feet away passed in an instant.

After repeating this several times, the distance with the scholar in white is getting closer and closer, almost within reach.

It seems that he has been moving in a fixed direction, rather than aimlessly.

But no matter who it is, there is no way to save your life in my hands.

The scholar in white spewed out a mouthful of blood again, and his face looked like white, looking extremely calm.

There is a lot of powerful breath not far ahead. It should be the hidden Japanese soul. Zhao Haoran once again teleported and rushed to the front of the scholar in white. With a pat of his hands, the extremely strong Li Tianhuo swallowed him up in an instant, and there was no breath.

The soul of the body was panicked and seemed to be trying to find a way out, but how could Zhao Haoran give him such an opportunity? As soon as the soul flag came out, the soul of the March soul did not take much time to fully refine.

The soul refining skill of the corpse puppet naturally became Zhao Haoran's bag.

Sealed the screaming ancient demon, but I didn't expect that the cultivation of the scholar in white was not high. The soul skill mastered is really not simple. There are still a lot of dark green pills left, but the poison gas is secondary. The key is to isolate the consciousness. If it is used properly, it will have unexpected effects.

And the corpse puppet is even better. It can inherit all the soul skills mastered in front of the deceased, and can also continue to practice and improve its strength. It is really powerful. However, the refining of ancient demons is too troublesome, otherwise the scholar in white will not choose the object to take action for a long time. His cultivation cannot be higher than himself, and his strength cannot be too bad, otherwise It is useless to have a corpse puppet.

put away the soul flag. Zhao Haoran touched the tip of his nose. He must find a suitable object to try the power of this corpse puppet as soon as possible. Although the golden Fu ancient corpse is powerful, it only relies on the body and corpse gas. After all, it is of no great use in the face of the strong. A puppet who has mastered the soul art. It's hard to imagine how powerful it is.

"Do you want to go now? Where am I?"

Just a few steps, Zhao Haoran's ear sounded a loud shout. The scholar in white was not a fool, and he led here with the purpose of auspation. There were many strong people in this area, and they didn't like to disturb him. The souls who had broken in the past didn't get any good end. He expected that he couldn't escape. That's why I came up with this strategy.

Zhao Haoran frowned and had long found that this strong breath had been hidden around. With an unintentional attitude, he hurriedly wanted to leave, but the other party did not give him this opportunity. "I have no intention to break in. I hope you can accommodate it."

"I'm usually bothered by someone to disturb me. I think you have a good cultivation. In this way, leave an arm and I'll let you go."

"What a big tone!" Zhao Haoran's eyes showed a cold light, and the Japanese soul man has the ability to repair his limbs, but his body is still cultivated too much. Naturally, unlike others, it is very difficult to fully recover, not to mention that this latent strong man is clearly insulting him.

"What? If you don't want to, just leave your life."

A huge palm came to his face, and Zhao Haoran did not dodge. He bravely carried the blow with his body. He was just a soul man in the latter part of the day, but wanted to see how powerful he was.

"No wonder I'm so confident that it's an individual cultivation." A medium-sized old man stood on the top of the mountain not far away, with a little surprise in his eyes. "But I have to leave something behind after disturbing my Qingxiu."

Zhao Haoran laughed and said, "I decided not to leave. This place is full of aura, but it is a good place to practice. You can get out of here. I don't want to hurt your life."

The old man raised his hand and a tall mountain appeared, which rumbled over. "This is indeed a good place, but you don't have this qualification. Arrogant boy, I decided to kill you. At this time, I didn't agree to leave my arm."

"Hmm!" Zhao Haoran felt a few strong breaths and stopped less than a thousand feet away. He should have come to wait and see. Since he wants to see, let you watch it enough.

With one punch, the mountains condensed by soul power were powerless to resist and scattered in an instant. "What kind of powerful soul art can be used directly, otherwise there will be no chance."

Zhao Haoran got rid of the idea of quick battle. There are countless strong people in the wilderness, and now they have left a profound lesson to avoid a lot of trouble in the future.

"Arrogant." The old man pinched the magic formula in his hand, and the aura of heaven and earth quickly began to converge, getting bigger and bigger. Zhao Haoran was like an outsider, watching coldly, neither attacking nor stopping.

"What kind of cultivation is he? Which of you can see through it?

"I can't see through it. I can't see through it. Sai Banxian has used the strongest soul skill, even if I dare not let him do his best like this. Is this ugly man really powerful or a fool?"

"Forget it, if you keep reading, you will know that whoever wins or loses has nothing to do with us."

(I don't know how long it will take to maintain such a state. I can only try my best to ensure that it will be updated. Let's make up for the omission slowly)