Just when the minds and spirits of the cultivators are about to be lost immediately and their souls turn into food from the mouth of the gray bird.

I saw a series of flames suddenly appearing above the formation, red clouds emerged in the sky, and dense flames fell down from the sky.

The flames shone the sky like a volcano erupting.

A ball of purple fire slowly rotated in the body of the Black Lao San, and all the flame essences fell from the air were absorbed into his body by him.

The purple flame true fire, which restrains all ghosts, is one of the nine strongest flames in ancient times.

This kind of flame was born in the body of the Black Lao San, which was also one of the reasons why the flame in his body seemed particularly dark without awakening.

With a bent finger, a ball of slender flame fell into the sky above the formation. The flames and the five elements fire gathered suddenly and violently rose and danced violently, twisting their enchanting body, gathering from the center of the formation network in all directions.

Suddenly the flames were thriving.

The aura of the secluded spring in the formation instantly turned into ashes, and all the illusions disappeared without a trace.

The spiritual power in Zhang Hao's body instantly became full. Mo Xiaoqi slowly opened his eyes, but the beast cynic turned to the sky and let out a roar like an ancient beast.

Just like the roar of a dragon, the heaven and earth change color.

The gray bird in the formation screamed and was bound by the fire net, sword light, and beast soul.

The Black Lao San pinched a magic trick and saw a slight purple flame condensed from his fingertips. The flames flew into the sky above the formation, lingering under the gray bird's body, and slowly refining it.

Zhang Hao pinched the magic trick and saw that the soil in the formation began to change, milky white mist rose from all over, and everything around became illusory.

The gray bird looked at the cultivators in the formation one by one, waving their wings, and screaming sharply.

The fire net was twisted and deformed, but it did not break.

The sword lights around him kept strangling back and forth, weakening the soul power of the gray bird in the formation bit by bit.

On a low hillside ten miles from the Demon Valley.

Left thorn looked at a three-inch long jade plaque in the jade box in his hand. The fluorescence on the jade plaque was turning into small silver-white lights and shadows jumping continuously, and finally getting thinner and thinner.

His expression changed slightly. The spirit of this ball of spirit beast remains in the jade plaque. In front of him, the power of the soul of the gray bird is rapidly passing. As long as the silver light in the jade plaque disappears, the spirit of the gray bird he collected and refined will disappear from the world and will never be repaired.

There is a golden elixir restriction method in the world, and even the spirit beast cannot enter, but the spirit beast of the soul body can enter the formation without induced the forbidden area in the formation. However, I didn’t expect that a mere Red Dust Sword Sect could actually collect its own spirit gray bird.

This made a murderous intent surge in his heart.

This gray bird was originally a ninth-grade spiritual beast. Before he died, he had a great means of heaven and earth, and was extremely magical. It was a treasure among birds in the purple mist forest on Wanxiang Island. Although it was not as good as the island owner Li Jianxin who collected a mount in the Fire Sand Land of the East China Sea.

But for the Left Spike, it was his companion who had been through decades of life and death.

Looking at the jade plaque in his hand gradually dimly, Left Thorn gritted his teeth and sneered, saying, "If the disciples of the Hongchen Sword Sect come out of the sky, they will become the dead soul under my sword!"

At this moment, the silver light on the jade token no longer disappeared, and a hint of joy appeared on the cold face of the left thorn. Suddenly, the jade token in his hand exploded and turned into ashes.

"This... Zuo Tsuke looked at the jade token in his hand and was shocked. There were countless silver lights in the jade token just now. How could he refine the gray bird in a moment? This method is very human.

The formation southwest of Tianjian Peak collapsed with a bang.

Everyone saw that the purple flame true fire of the Black Lao San in the Spirit Detention Array was about to be refined, but the gray bird was mixed up by the Red Flame Fuxi spirit-swalking beast that usually only knew how to devour the spirit stone.

This little thing knew when it came out, and swallowed a few fifth-grade spirit stones that were consumed half of the array eye in a few mouthfuls. Just as the gray bird was flapping its wings and about to fly, it also swallowed the gray bird in one bite.

The Red Flame Fuxi's Spirit-Swallowing Beast, which devoured the gray bird, was like a drunken drunk man, tiptoed on his hind legs, rotated a circle and fell down with a bang.

Lying on the ground with a slight lingering on the ground like a dead object, only the narrow triangular mouth was snoring like thunder, proving that this guy is still alive.

Looking at the red flame Fuxi spirit-swalking beast with billions of pores on the ground breathing gray spiritual energy, Zhang Hao felt very moved. His group of people had been so busy that they almost finished their lives. It was the best but they were cheaper. A good spirit beast could be refined into the Lilong Sword as a sword spirit, but the attribute of this spirit was not in line with the ice attribute of the Lilong Sword.

"Well! You're cheaper for this stupid guy."

At this time, the black elder third with red face stepped forward and said, "The third elder third in charge is lucky today. The purple flame true fire in the body suddenly awakened from the formation and has successfully built the foundation!" After that, he looked at Zhang Hao quietly, and a rare smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhang Hao smiled slightly, but he felt a little emotional in his heart, "In this world where the strong are respected, power represents everything. This black third brother is lucky! When he was about to build the foundation successfully, he instantly became much more confident. He no longer had the slavery of being squeezed by life like before. He looked more comfortable, pleasing to the eye and bringing hope and strength to others."

The third black man looked up at Zhang Hao and saw that the head of the sect was just smiling and looking at him. Without saying a word, he calmed down his emotions and said, "Sect Master, the purple flame true fire in my body has been awakened. What will be the task of casting and alchemy in the sect in the future be given to me?" He looked at Zhang Hao with anticipation.

"Okay! You go to Elder Zhang to collect the token and he will arrange the task of alchemy for you. As for the refining position, you can do it yourself! After all, there is no need to cast spiritual weapons in the sect now, and the refining weapon is probably a bit difficult at your current level. But if you have free time to complete the alchemy task assigned by Elder Zhang in the sect, you can practice refining weapons."

Hei Lao San smiled happily when he heard this: "Thank you, Master!"

"Don't thank me! Thank you for yourself! If a person wants to be respected, he must rely on himself. If he doesn't have the ability, no one can help you!"

Hei Lao San has a gentle personality, but he is a rich man and is respected by his disciples outside when he was in Cuigu. He is usually taciturn but always considers his disciples at critical moments, so he is very popular. However, his mind is also active, but his roots are shallow, and he feels that he has no hope of practicing Taoism and has no way out, and he seems to be a little obedient. At this moment, he heard Zhang Hao's words suddenly.
Chapter completed!