Chapter 382 at the Brahma Grand Event

The huge amount of soul methods, soul crystals, and countless elixirs is enough to support a sect. This is Zhao Haoran's accumulation over the years. Every time he gets it, he just throws it into a storage bag. Over time, it has reached an extremely large amount.

If it hadn't sounded by chance today, Zhao Haoran would have forgotten the existence of these things.

The elixir soul crystal does not have much effect on Zhao Haoran now, but it is completely different for Xia Luo.

The treatment is much better than the important cultivated children of any sect. Several people in the world are willing to use soul crystals for their disciples, and there are still a large number of them. If anyone sees them, they will definitely scold Zhao Haoran for being a loser.

"Don't say anything else. If you can't get out of here, you can only be trapped. When you can take revenge depends on your own creation. I can't help." Zhao Haoran stopped Xia Luo's words, and gratitude was no longer meaningful.

Xia Luo understood his meaning and kowtowed to the ground three times, and the solid-colored ice cubes showed a touch of red, "Don't worry."

He raised his head and found that Zhao Haoran had already disappeared.

Everyone will have their own way to train apprentices, and then I'm afraid that this is the only one like Zhao Haoran.

Hua Yanzong suffered a small loss. As a well-known sect within thousands of miles nearby, it is nothing more than a great humiliation.

In addition, with the death of a Xiao San, such a person is naturally irrelevant to the sect, but if it really rises to the face of the sect, trivial things can be found in the past.

Calculation carefully, hey, such an important person can't die in vain. You have to get justice for him. According to the brother Yu, that person's cultivation should not be low.

Yu smiled and looked quietly at the eldest apprentice below, who was also his son, but Yu smiled was never allowed to call him father, but only called a master.

It's because Yu's smiling son happened to kill his wife when he was born. Whenever Yu Tong called him father, he always remembered everything in those years, and the pain in his heart was unbearable.

Hua Yanzong's people dare not mention this matter. This is the weakness of Yu's smile, but it is also a reverse scale, and it must be killed.

This son did not bring him any happiness, but the pain of losing his wife. Therefore, Yu smiled not very much to see his son, even if he knew that he had achieved cultivation and was constantly pleasing himself.

For example, this time, "Master, do you think about this?"

Every time, the feather boy is also in a heart-threate pain. He can't call his father. Only by working hard and being the strongest and most powerful among the disciples of the same level can he sit in the position of this big disciple.

Hua Yanzong is not like other sects. The way of disciple ranking is very interesting. It is not according to the order of introduction, but according to his strength, and he will hold a qualifying competition every once in a while. Now Yu Tong is already sitting firmly in the position of big brother. No one can shake it, but he still can't see any smile on Yu's smiling face. Yan.

It seems that everyone in the world owes him the same.

"Get up, just Sanxiu. I don't know how to avoid it when I hear the name of Hua Yanzong. How can such a blatant provocation be tolerated!"

Yu smiled and had a grumpy temper, which was only after his wife died. In the past, his temperament was kind, but everything changed overnight, burning at a little, and few people dared to provoke him in the door.

When he started to fight like a madman, many people secretly called him a madman, but Yu smiled and consciously shouted appropriately and didn't care.

"Master, his cultivation is not weak..."

Feather boy's body shape in a gentle way. He can feel it. The scattered cultivation seems to be better than Yu's smile.

"Is it with several uncles and uncles..."

"Huh, no, a free practice, even if it is comparable to my cultivation, what can I do? Don't be late, take me there as soon as possible."

Yu Tong hesitated for a moment, "Yes!"

It is both helpless and worried. No matter what his father's attitude towards him is, Yu Tong always has a sense of respect, and he also has a strange feeling. Yu smiled at him as if he is not as bad as outsiders seem, but his words are extremely abusive.

"The madman Yu has gone."

"The madman Yu took action himself, and the repair was unlucky."

“......”

Zhao Haoran narrowed his eyes. The soul of Hua Yanzong was really not willing to give up. The soul of Huayuan returned to one was indeed Mercury, and the soul who came out casually had such cultivation, which was really appalling.

However, it is not known that Huayanzong can also be called a famous sect, belonging to Van Solomon and ranks second among the sects under his rule, while Van Solomon is one of the three strongest Brahma sects on Mercury.

The sect created by the second branch of Brah is called Tianmen, which competes with Brahman. The two are the main ruling forces of Mercury. Most of the sects are attached to these two sects, and some sects living in the cracks are miserable.

It's nothing. It can only be a dog's toothless. Looking forward to one day, if you have enough strength, you can choose one of the two sects.

The third branch of Brahma is only said to exist, but no one knows where it is. Over time, the souls on Mercury almost acquiesced to the two branches.

belongs to the same Brahma, but it has completely different teachings. The number of visualization Buddhas mastered by both sides is roughly the same, so they have attracted many people to join. If they contribute enough, they can exchange for the opportunity to visualize Buddha, which is a strong motivation for most of the souls of Brahma.

Through such a method, Van Solomon and Tianmen are rapidly accumulating material strength. The whole Mercury can be said to have been monopolized by them. Only a few free practice can get rid of their control. Those who do not follow will be forgiven!

This is their style of doing things.

"Come out!"

Yu madman is indeed a madman. It is too easy to see through this illusion array. It can be said that there is no difficulty.

But like him, he didn't even think about it. The act of directly using magic power to collapse the cave really shocked Zhao Haoran.

A white-haired young man came out of the dust. His eyes were clean like a clear sky, and the feather madman was slightly surprised. Generally speaking, with the growth of experience and cultivation, his eyes will change, like Zhao Haoran's look like a newborn baby, which is very rare.

The two looked at each other. No one spoke, and there was no need to speak. Too many words could only expose their shortcomings. The madman felt the difficulty of his opponent in front of him.

"Get out of here and don't let me see you."

"Ah!?" The feather boy is still stunned.

"Get out! There is no third time. The madman Yu was very impatient and dragged a ball of pure aura in his hand. The feather boy believed that if he hadn't moved, his aura would hit him without hesitation.

disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye. Its speed was amazing. Zhao Haoran maliciously thought that it seemed that the master was indeed a little strict with his apprentice, and he burst out all his strength with an order.

But I don't know that the feather boy in those years has suffered a lot. Yu smiled and mastered it very well. Every time he took action, he would not be able to move for a year. He was really scared.

"Great free @#¥%......&"

Zhao Haoran understood the first three words, and what he said should be in Sanskrit. This is the secret of Brahma Buddhism, which is directly imprinted in his mind. They can recognize them, but it is completely impossible to teach others.

Zhaoran is also very interested in Sanskrit, because it will play a great role when visualizing Buddha, but non-Sanskrit disciples, even master frog, are unwilling to teach him.

Although this sect, which does not know where it comes from, has many branches, has not disturbed their normal order. Many default rules will not be violated by all Brahma disciples.

The solemn Buddha statue appeared very abruptly, and every bit of the body can be seen clearly, and even the texture of the corners of the eyes can be counted clearly.

At this point, the image of the Buddha statue is almost substantial. It only takes one step to condense the relith, and he becomes the Buddha himself.

"Wash all the lead into plain face!"

The poetic magic name brought great pressure to Zhao Haoran. The Buddha Zhao Haoran did not recognize it. He held a jade bottle and inserted a willow branch. When he floated at will, thousands of forces turned into a little light, bringing infinite vitality to the surroundings.

Flowers and trees grow crazily, full of vitality, and there are no gaps left for other things, only the spreading vitality, which is still continuing.

Zhao Haoran was soon wrapped up.

"But that's it. It turned out to be blind." The madman sneered in his heart.

If the moon is full, you will lose, and things will decline.

At the end of life is death, and the flowers and plants wither. Because of the strong vitality, the death brought by the decline is also terrible.

Sure enough, Zhao Haoran's pupils are slightly shrinking, and these branches of the Brahman sect are different. In the past, he has never come into contact with Buddha who can kill the enemy through such a sense of destruction.

What is hidden under the seemingly peaceful face is a huge murder.

"Destroy!" Zhao Haoran's body came out of his predicament, and the breath of destruction collided with the magic power of the feather madman. No one had the upper hand. At the same time, a nearby mountain range turned into a bare stone mountain. Under the impact of the smell of destruction, I'm afraid that there will be no grass in this area within ten thousand years.

The madman is happy to raise his eyebrows. He hasn't met such a strong opponent for a long time, and he happens to be good at destroying power. If he can kill him, he will definitely take his strength to a higher level.

The breath of the Buddha holding the jade bottle is getting softer and softer, like a breeze, and it is very comfortable when brushing his face.

Wrapring the murder in the soft magic power, it is easy to have an unexpected effect, but it has been seen through by Zhao Haoran that a feather madman is nothing at all.