Chapter 77 The first body refining method, Brahma Saint Demon Art! (Ch 77)

In Ye Bufan’s eyes, there is no good or evil, only gratitude or resentment.

Shangguan Qingyao used him as a shield with evil intentions. If she doesn’t die, who will die?

A blood-colored symbol floated up from the corpse and shot towards him.

“The blood curse has no effect on me.”

Ye Bufan grabbed the blood talisman, and the Yang Sha magic power that surged out of his body refined it, and a sneer appeared on his face.

He turned his head and looked.

At this time, Xu Mofeng and others had already felt cold all over their bodies and looked ugly.

They saw clearly that Zhang Laosan’s flying sword was too fast and Shangguan Qingyao didn’t even have time to react and was killed instantly.

“Do you still want to trade the Purple Spirit Flower with me now?”

Ye Bufan said woodenly.

“No, no deal. Fellow Daoist Zhang is incredibly powerful. We admire him.”

Xu Mofeng swallowed and waved his hand quickly.

The dozen or so Zhenlan Tower monks beside him lowered their heads, not daring to face this ferocious god directly.

“I just want to ask one question. Who can tell me where Liu Wangchuan is?”

Ye Bufan snapped his fingers and a fireball appeared, burning Shangguan Qingyao’s body to ashes, and asked calmly.

Upon hearing this, Xu Mofeng shook his head and said that he had not seen Liu Wangchuan since the medicine garden.

Ye Bufan frowned.

Before he could get angry, one of the pockmarked young men hurriedly said, “I’ve seen it! It’s in the south of the ruins. It’s the Demon Sect’s prison. The evil aura is very strong and there are many wronged souls.”

“Liu Wangchuan seems to have gone there.”

The Heavenly Prison was the place where the Demon Sect tortured its enemies and traitors three thousand years ago.

Over the years, it has become an extremely dark place, and the souls of the dead have transformed into ghosts, which are extremely powerful.

Few of the chosen ones who came in previous years dared to go to the Heavenly Prison.

“The Demon Sect’s Prison? What is he doing there?”

Ye Bufan raised his eyebrows, nodded slightly, and turned into a stream of light and flew towards the south.

Wait until it disappears completely.

Only then did Xu Mofeng breathe a sigh of relief.

“Young Master, are you just going to watch this person leave?”

A young man from Zhenlan Tower hesitated.

“If you want to die, don’t drag us along. That evil spirit is so powerful and proficient in swordsmanship. Even if we join forces, we can’t be his opponent.”

“Kendo is good at speed, so there is no possibility of encirclement and suppression.”

Others angrily rebuked the young man.

Xu Mofeng was silent for a long time. He turned his hand and saw a strange-looking six-legged centipede lying in his palm, making a slight “buzzing” sound.

At the same time, there is a subtle and strange fragrance.

“Is this the six-legged Gu worm from the Gu Peak of the Heavenly Demon Cult? Could it be that the young master is thinking…”

Everyone was surprised that these poisonous insects were divided into male and female, and could sense each other even if they were thousands miles apart.

This insect was obtained from the demon sect monk who was killed before.

The most headache-inducing thing is that the aura of this insect is like that of a rock, and it is basically undetectable by the spiritual consciousness of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

“Compared to the Purple Spirit Flower, the Demon Suppression Tower on Zhang Laosan’s body is the most precious treasure!”

Xu Mofeng revealed his cunning and said proudly: “After leaving the ruins, ask the several Jindan Zhenren in the building to take action and find an opportunity to kill this person and plunder the Demon Suppression Tower!”

Let Jindan Zhenren take action.

For him, there is no risk.

“Young Master is brilliant!”

Everyone was greatly encouraged and complimented him.

Xu Mofeng looked even more proud and straightened his back.

However–

“Swish!”

A flash of lightning swept in from the side like lightning. Xu Mofeng’s face changed slightly, and he only had time to take out a handkerchief to cover himself.

“Rip!”

The lightning mixed with the sword force tore a crack in the handkerchief and pierced Xu Mofeng’s forehead.

“Well–“

Fear appeared on Xu Mofeng’s face and he wanted to say something, but when the words came to his lips, nothing came out. His body fell from a high altitude and crashed into the mountains.

Until death.

He couldn’t understand why the pseudo-magic weapon he relied on for defense couldn’t block this sword.

A cloud of tracking smoke rose from his body, trying to gather into a human shape, but was quickly shattered by the lightning.

“Your ancestor is a Yuanying Zhenjun. I don’t want to offend him, but why are you seeking death?”

Ye Bufan appeared out of nowhere, retracted the Yunlei Sword, and his face was gloomy.

He really didn’t want to offend another giant.

“Young Boss!”

Everyone woke up as if from a dream and was terrified.

Without time to think, they quickly turned into streams of light and scattered like birds and beasts.

“You solved it.”

Ye Bufan waved his hands, too lazy to chase these small fish and shrimps.

“Hehe, I’ve long disliked this group of people, a bunch of guys who claim to be righteous.”

The red-haired bird revealed its figure, snorted coldly, and turned into red light to chase after it.

Ye Bufan crushed the six-legged insect in his hand to death without saying a word.

Just three breaths.

The dozen or so scattered monks from the Zhenlan Tower were all caught up and burned to death in the raging flames.

“The speed is first-rate, and the Vermillion Bird’s Fire can threaten the middle stage of the Golden Core.”

Ye Bufan narrowed his eyes.

He asked Suzaku to take action, perhaps with the intention of testing his strength.

The other party probably wanted to demonstrate their strength and intimidate him so that he would cancel the spiritual contract after leaving the ruins.

Everyone knows it tacitly.

Ye Bufan waved his hand casually, burned the body of the owner of Zhenlan Tower, and grabbed the storage bag in his hand.

A quick glance with spiritual awareness brought satisfaction to the heart.

It has to be said that these saint-level figures are truly wealthy.

“Um?”

Ye Bufan frowned and took out a jade slip from his storage bag.

It is simple, majestic, and also has a touch of demonic energy.

It is obvious at first glance that it is an extraordinary item obtained from the ruins.

Place it between your eyebrows, close your eyes, and explore with your spiritual consciousness.

After a moment, Ye Bufan opened his eyes, showing surprise and strangeness.

It records a kind of magic skill for body refinement – Brahma Magic Skill.

It turned out to be the skills of the ancient Brahma Saint, and its duration and length exceeded those of demons and monsters.

As for that True Lord Brahma, he had no magic power, but he transformed his physical body into a Nascent Soul. He could smash mountains and seas with his fists. He had boundless strength and even more terrifying defense. Even the Nascent Soul magic weapon could hardly hurt him in the slightest.

Taking Qi and blood as the root, it tempers the supreme body and is known as the number one body refining method in ancient times.

The levels are divided into silver blood, gold blood, jade demon blood, and Brahma saint blood, corresponding to the four realms of Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, and Nascent Soul.

The first two realms were easy enough, but what surprised Ye Bufan were the third and fourth realms.

The Jade Demon’s blood is formed, and severed limbs can be regenerated!

Ordinary Jindan cultivators cultivate their magic power and do not pay attention to their physical bodies, so they cannot do this at all.

The true blood of the Brahma Saint is formed, and a drop of blood can be used to revive.

A normal Nascent Soul cultivator can only take over another body and use natural treasures to rebuild a physical body, which has too many restrictions.

certainly.

This kind of terrifying body-refining magic skill is a thousand times more difficult to successfully practice than normal magic power practice.

Moreover, the side effects are extremely great. Every time the body is tempered, the pain is like torture and there is a high risk of death.

The most important thing is that by practicing this skill, you can only cultivate your body in this life, and it is impossible to cultivate magic power, Taoist platform, and golden elixir!

However, this side effect has no effect on Ye Bufan.

“The greater the side effects, the better! After forming the elixir, you must practice!”

Ye Bufan’s palm trembled and he quickly put it away.

He values ​​his life, so this technique is undoubtedly the most suitable for him.

“It’s done.”

The red-haired bird held a dozen storage bags in its beak and poured out a bunch of elixirs, snapping them wildly.

The rest of the spoils were divided among Ye Bufan.

The latter put it away, thought about it, and decided not to use the flying boat of the young master of Zhenlan Tower.

The speed of this flying boat is comparable to that of a fake elixir. It requires spirit stones to drive it, but no mana, making it very convenient for traveling.

But this thing will never see the light of day.

He casually threw out a magical fan, stepped on it, turned around and flew towards the south.

He also needs to deal with Liu Wangchuan.

only.

He couldn’t understand why there were no treasures in the Demon Sect’s Heavenly Prison except for some wronged souls wandering around.

What is Liu Wangchuan doing there?