Tempered Immortal - Chapter 634

[Volume 4 Chapter 636 Banana Treasure Fan]

The bald-headed cultivator nodded, and was about to add strength when suddenly a sharp slash slashed towards him.

It became hastily, but after all, the bald cultivator has reached the stage of condensing pills, so naturally it is impossible to wait for death. A trace of anger flashed on his face, and when he pinched his hands, a magic energy rose from him, turned into a black python, and turned to meet him. .

Stab…

the devilish energy is suffocating, the spirit is flashing, and the bald cultivator’s face is bloodless. Obviously, this time he fought, he has suffered a lot.

When the old man was stunned, he couldn’t help showing a bit of hesitation on his face, but in the end he disappeared and stopped beside the bald cultivator.

Of course, the reason why he did this was not to talk about loyalty, but in the current situation, if the two escaped separately, they could only die. On the contrary, if they could join forces to fight the enemy, there might be a chance of survival.

This person is worthy of being a middle stage cultivator of Pill Condensation. In an instant, he has weighed the pros and cons.

Reaching out his hand, he patted it on the storage bag, and a ray of light flew out. After circling, the light subsided, but what was exposed was actually a black iron crutch.

The bald-headed cultivator was even more unequivocal, pounding his chest and squirting a small fan of bananas from his mouth.

On the fan surface, the runes flowed, and this treasure seemed to be quite extraordinary.

The two looked at each other and activated the protective mask at the same time, so they had time to release their consciousness and search for traces of the enemy.

Judging from the intensity of the attack just now, although it was terrifying, it was obviously not the Nascent Soul Old Monster, at least not from the main body, so they were not without vitality.

Just where exactly is the enemy hiding?

In this poisonous fog and corpse aura, their consciousness was greatly restricted, and the two had to turn their heads to look around, for fear that they would be sneak attacked by the other party if they were not careful.

“Hey, then… what is that?” The bald-headed cultivator suddenly widened his eyes and said in horror.

The old man stayed for a while, and hurriedly looked over.

Originally, the soles of their feet were a soft swamp, but now it was like a boiling soup pot, bubbling upwards.

A smell of carrion filled the air, and the expressions of the two became extremely ugly.

At this moment, they already know that it was the corpse demon who attacked them. Does this terrible guy want to destroy each of them?

As soon as the old man rolled his eyes,

a somewhat flattering expression appeared on his face: “Senior Mingjian, this junior has no intention of intruding into your territory, and will never dare to be your enemy. Please hold your hand high and let us go.”

“Yes .

Ah, senior, we are just little fish, but now there are some old Nascent Soul monsters who intend to harm you.” The bald cultivator rolled his eyes, and even came up with a poisonous plan to bring disaster to the east. As for the virtue of Lin Xuan’s helping hand just now , has long been thrown into the clouds by him.

As long as you can live, what’s the point of being shameless?

It’s a pity that all this hard work is just a waste of effort.

The corpse demon is a golden pill that wants to devour the two of them to increase their mana. How could they just let them go just because of some rhetoric?

The boiling corpse aura in the swamp not only did not weaken, but became more intense.

Whoosh!

Something soared into the sky and suspended in mid-air. The two of them stared at each other, but it was a giant ghost head with eyes like copper bells, a bloody mouth, a single horn on his forehead that was half a foot long, and his teeth were like sharp teeth. Like a blade, it flashed a palpitating cold light.

It is the avatar of the corpse demon.

However, unlike the corpse beast that Lin Xuan destroyed, this ghost head was cultivated by him with one-third of his distraction. The power of supernatural powers is far from being able to be resisted by ordinary cultivators at the condensing stage!

Feeling the terrifying coercion released by the other party, the faces of the two became paler.

“Senior…” There was a hint of fear in the old man’s eyes, and he wanted to talk rhetorically, but Guitou didn’t want to delay with him here.

In the eye sockets, the red glow flickered, the mouth opened wide, and a bloody glow spewed from it.

About half a foot long, it was very slippery, like a living thing.

The old man turned pale with fright, and naturally did not dare to use his words any more.

Ugh…

From the crutches, a jet-black wind dragon flew out. This is the supernatural power that the old man has cultivated for many years. In the past, he was always at a disadvantage when facing the enemy. Although he faced a mutant demon this time, he should protect himself. Still no problem.

Just thinking about it, the wind dragon and the blood mang collided.

First there was a loud bang, and then the dense crackling sound like fried beans began to keep coming.

The old man’s eyes widened, and in the face of the advancing blood awn, the wind dragon he sacrificed actually had no power to fight back, and was swallowed bit by bit.

What kind of magic is this?

He couldn’t help gasping for breath. The corpse demon in the Nascent Soul stage was no trivial matter, but he never imagined that a small distraction could be so powerful.

There is some regret in my heart, maybe it is safer to stay with that senior Li.

But since he made such a choice at the beginning, he can only swallow the bitter fruit now.

With a loud shout, the mana all over the body was injected into the crutches, and the demonic energy surged. In order to survive, the old man could only do his best.

The bald-headed cultivator was not idle either. Although he really wanted to leave, he also understood that doing so would only result in a faster death.

Gritting his teeth, the man spit out a breath of energy towards the magic weapon in front of him.

Speaking of which, his cultivation base is not high, but this banana fan is a rare treasure.

There is a story as to why.

As we all know, immortal cultivators will wander around, collect materials, and refine the magic weapon they want after they have reached their golden core.

This process is very laborious. Magic weapons are much more precious than spiritual tools, so the refining materials are also very demanding. It usually takes decades to collect them all.

This is still the cultivator of the great sect!

For some loose cultivators or small families, even if someone is lucky enough to succeed in condensing pills, they may not be able to collect all the materials for refining magic weapons due to their shallow foundation and their lifetime.

Immortal Dao is difficult, not only in cultivation, but also in all kinds of necessary resources, especially grass-roots cultivators, it can be said that every step is difficult.

Back then, the bald cultivator was like this. He used a lonely man. Although he used a lot of luck and good aptitude, he was willing to endure hardships. Fortunately, he became a golden elixir.

However, the money is shy, and the next step to refine the magic weapon that is in hand can make him suffer a lot.

First, travel around the islands in the sea of clouds to find the required materials.

However, no matter whether it was ore or various precious profound crystals, the known ore veins had long been divided up by various factions.

Although he is an immortal cultivator at the condensing stage, he is alone and weak, and naturally there is no way to compete with him.

Not to mention precious materials with special properties, even if it is refining the ordinary legal millennium copper essence, he searched for more than ten years before he got a piece the size of a baby’s fist.

Sadness in my heart, needless to say.

In fact, if he has enough spar, many materials can be purchased in the square market. Even if the ordinary shop has no income, there will definitely be a lot of gains at the auction. However, it is still the sentence… the money is shy.

Depressed is the only description, but it must be unwilling to let the dignified condensing stage master use the spirit tool.

So even though the hope was slim, he could only continue to search, going back and forth to the major islands every day, and sometimes even had to go deep into dangerous places to hunt cloud beasts in exchange for the necessary spar.

Years are like a day, and before you know it, a dozen years have passed.

The harvest is still not big, and the bald cultivator is almost desperate. However, the affairs of the immortal world are full of unknowns, and sometimes an inadvertent decision will bring adventures.

On that day, he hunted down a second-order monster, but inadvertently came to an abandoned ancient cave, and found a skeleton in the depths of it.

It is impossible to verify who the owner of the skeleton is, and the bald cultivator has no interest in exploring it, but the storage bags scattered on the ground next to him make him ecstatic.

In addition to nearly 10,000 spar, and some bottles and jars, there is actually a banana fan.

Judging from the aura it exudes, it is obviously a magic weapon with a high level. God takes pity on him, he has made a lot of money this time.

The skeleton turned into ashes with a slight touch. Obviously, it was thousands of years ago. The bald-headed cultivator took the treasure fan and examined it carefully.

He was satisfied with this ancient treasure. Although he couldn’t use his own pill fire to cultivate it, he could also exert most of its power after following the ghosts and supernatural powers and sacrificing essence and blood.

Coupled with the unexpected spar harvest, although the bald cultivator can’t say that he is rich and powerful, as far as the loose cultivator is concerned, his life has been very nourishing.

He still has a bright future, how could he fall here?

A stern look flashed in the bald-headed cultivator’s eyes, his hands kept waving, and he played out one after another.

After absorbing the essence that he spewed out, the treasure fan rose wildly in the wind, with a diameter of more than ten feet, and the runes on the surface became clearer and clearer.

“Huh?” The ghost head was attracted, and there was a bit of surprise on his hideous face.

The opponent’s cultivation base is not worth mentioning, but this treasure fan seems to be powerful.

“Disease!”

Facing a strong enemy, the bald cultivator didn’t dare to hold back, the mana all over his body rushed away, and the treasure swiped lightly, and two strange winds flew out of the fan.

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All of them have thick bowls, and one is as dark as ink, and the distance is still far away, and there is a faint smell of fishy smell.

The other is pale, the color is like corpse fire, which makes people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Needless to say, the power is no small matter.

The ghost head also showed a hint of solemnity, but soon the corners of his mouth showed sarcasm, this treasure is indeed extraordinary, but unfortunately the user’s cultivation base is too low to be a cause for concern.

I saw the red light in his eyes flickering endlessly, and his big mouth was chewing non-stop, and there were obscure incantations, intermittently…

Then he opened his bloody mouth, and a cloud of purple mist spewed from it. There was a flickering corpse fire, and it hit the yin and yang strange wind.

Silently, the three colors are intertwined, fighting non-stop, evenly matched, but this is only the surface.

Although the power of the magical powers is similar, the difference in mana between the two sides is incomparable.

[End of this Chapter]