BXBX NOVEL Chapter 569: Isn’t This Honest?
Chapter 569: Isn\'t This Honest?
Looking at Mo Wandao turning into pieces, he finally returned to the source of the Great Dao.
He sighed.
He had cultivated for thousands of years.
In the end, he was still killed by a young and handsome righteous person. If he knew that the result would be like this, perhaps he would not have cultivated so hard and would not even have come here.
What wheel spirit, is it as precious as my little life?
I wonder if it can drop something good.
After all, the other party was an Immortal King Realm expert.
It wasn\'t like he was a masochist.
At least give me one or two items.
He quietly waited.
A moment later.
Sigh!
He was a little disappointed. He had thought that he would be able to drop something good, but he had never expected that he would only be able to drop one sacred art. It was the Demon Dao he had used last.
Dao Grade Mystic Art.
Even though it wasn\'t a Heaven Dao Mystic Art, it was still pretty decent for any cultivator. It could be considered a top-notch Mystic Art.
Lin Fan looked down at the Myriad Soul Demon Sect and shook his head helplessly. It was truly a pity. Initially, he had wanted to take a good harvest of the treasures. However, he was destroyed by Mo Wandao and turned into a pile of rubble. It was just that he did not know if there were any treasures left.
He spread out his five fingers and lifted them up.
The fragments of the ruins floated up.
These were all useless trash. Right now, he was just looking for treasures among the trash. As he swept his gaze over them, golden light flashed. In any case, all the fragments that were swept by his gaze were turned into fragments. If there really was a treasure, it would naturally not be destroyed like this.
After carefully looking around.
However, he did not find anything.
"Looks like the power of an Immortal King is indeed terrifying. Ordinary immortal treasures will find it difficult to resist."
He knew that the power behind the Myriad Soul Demon Sect was the Myriad Demon Palace.
After killing an Immortal King Realm master, he must have sensed something and immediately fled from this place to a safe place.
It was just as he had thought.
The moment Mo Wandao fell, the Myriad Demon Palace experts sensed his fall. Immediately after, an angry voice resounded throughout the Myriad Demon Palace, and countless Devil Dao giants who were cultivating woke up.
That was the Old Ancestor\'s voice transmission just now.
Moreover, when they learned that Mo Wandao had fallen, their expressions all became very ugly.
No matter what was said.
Mo Wandao was also a top ranked expert in their Myriad Demon Palace. Dying outside was not only a loss to the Myriad Demon Palace, but also an invisible palm that ruthlessly slapped the face of Myriad Demon Palace.
Then.
The experts of the Myriad Demon Palace appeared in the sky above the Myriad Demon Sect. When they saw the situation, they knew that the people who had killed Mo Wandao had already left this place.
Then, they grabbed at the void as if they were searching for the aura left in the void.
According to a trace of aura.
To be able to track down the other party\'s whereabouts, this was the ability of the Myriad Demon Palace.
Sure enough.
An expert found a problem from the void.
"Hmph! You want to leave safely after killing the Myriad Demon Palace Immortal King? It\'s truly a dream. Catching the aura that you left in the world, use the supreme tracking divine art. From ten million miles away, your soul will descend and kill it. It will be as easy as turning over your hand."
This powerful being was confident enough.
Somewhere that no one was interested in.
Lin Fan landed with his back against an ancient tree. Right now, he was pondering over one thing. The current situation was more complicated. He was popular in the Immortal Realm from half to now.
He was an existence that everyone wanted to kill.
What was he thinking about?
He didn\'t rely on those Heavenly Blessed and Heavenly Places to cultivate, nor did he rely on any miraculous pills. What he relied on was explosive power. If he wanted to reach the peak of his life, he would have to rely on those fellows.
There were quite a few demonic cultivators in the Tripod of Heaven right now. If he was lucky, he might really be able to reap a huge harvest.
After all, there were a lot of them, so there was always a good chance.
Dozens of piglets fell, and that was a profitable business.
Inside the Tripod of Heaven.
The people of the Myriad Souls Demon Sect were all roaring. They were all used to being domineering. Suddenly being suppressed here, they all flew into a rage. Some even used immortal arts and mystic arts, wanting to destroy this tattered thing.
Only the Devil Traversing Scripture enveloped the cauldron.
With their methods, there was no way they could break through such a high-end and unpredictable mystic art.
Therefore, shouting was their last resort.
All of a sudden.
A face floated in the air. "How does it feel to stay here?"
Lin Fan sized up everyone. Some of them were indeed very weak, but some of them were indeed very strong. He was quite satisfied. If he were to encounter an extremely powerful Immortal King Realm being, even if he could suppress them right now, he wouldn\'t dare to suppress them here. Furthermore, he would have to give them three hundred years of time.
What if something went wrong?
The consequences would be unimaginable.
In fact, he might even be tricked by them.
"Senior, let us out. We have no enmity between us, and we haven\'t even met. Why do you have to treat us like this?"
"We are willing to pledge our loyalty to senior forever."
"Even if we become the flute playing boy by senior\'s side, we are willing to do so."
In the face of life and death, there was no choice.
They chose to admit defeat. It was fine even if they knelt down and licked them. As long as they were alive, they could do whatever they wanted.
"Don\'t be nervous." Lin Fan comforted their flustered emotions. If they were like this, how could they cultivate? He said gently, "I will give you the Supreme Mystic Art cultivation technique. If you can successfully cultivate it, you might have a chance of survival."
Immortal Emperor Lie Huang\'s mystic art was truly too difficult to obtain.
He had raised so many piglets, but in the end, he only managed to obtain a Heavenly Dao Grade Mystic Art, [Burning Blue World]. Even though the disciples of the Myriad Soul Demon Sect were all here, he did not have any hope.
Everyone was shocked.
They did not understand what the other party meant, but these were not the main points. The main point was, would the other party be so kind as to help them cultivate their mystic art?
Immediately after.
Someone said in a low voice,
"Everyone has been fooled. He is very likely to treat us as human cauldrons. Once we cultivate the divine arts, he will definitely use some terrifying means to seize our results."
Although his voice was very soft.
However, Lin Fan still heard it. Who exactly was this talent that could see through him with a single glance? That was right. This was indeed the case. It was just that telling him all this was not a problem.
So what if someone guessed correctly?
Even if he could not unleash his mystic art.
He did not take it to heart.
"Cultivate well. I hope everyone can succeed."
He handed over a Heavenly Dao Grade Mystic Art for everyone to learn.
Only...
He believed that the chances of someone successfully cultivating it were very low. Heavenly Dao Grade Mystic Arts were not something that just anyone could cultivate. Talent, comprehension, comprehension, and comprehension of the great dao were crucial.
It was not that simple.
The disciples of the Myriad Souls Demon Sect looked at the divine ability and were very careful. They did not dare to move casually. However, as they carefully studied it, their expressions changed instantly.
Supreme Mystic Art.
The true supreme divine ability was unfathomable and contained terrifying power.
Very soon, someone sat down cross-legged and started cultivating his mystic art.
Lin Fan had been paying attention to the situation here the entire time.
His mouth said no.
Wasn\'t his body very honest?