"Eh?" long Bufan''s voice was slightly surprised. His eyes flashed. He flicked his fingers and immediately released a wisp of Yuan force to suck the falling black sword into his hand.
"This is the evil sword that Ouyang Hua used just now, which can devour the yuan God."
Long Bufan murmured in surprise. The black sword in his hand had a strange fluctuation, which made the yuan Shen virtual shadow in his Dantian tremble inexplicably.
"It''s really a strange sword that you can''t burn it in the incinerator." long Bufan waved the black sword in his hand. The fierce sword wind was shining with a bright black awn, with a faint hint of swallowing obscure energy. He couldn''t help but be surprised.
That is to say, the dragon and the spirit know the fretting, from the soul to know the sea, and put out a thread of soul power, condensing it into a fingernail size symbol.
Generally speaking, this kind of spirit tool will have the soul brand set by its owner, but now the Ouyang flower has been deified into ashes together with the yuan, and the so-called soul brand naturally dissipates completely.
Therefore, there is no obstacle to the extraordinary soul power of the dragon, which is directly branded on the spirit devouring evil sword.
And with the mark of the dragon''s extraordinary soul, the virtual shadow of the yuan God in the Dantian in his abdomen suddenly stopped shaking, obviously no longer afraid of the spirit eating evil sword in his hand.
Then, after taking the black sword into the storage bag, he looked at the ten corpses below. A touch of greedy light appeared in his bright eyes. Even when he saw the palm of long Bufan, the ten storage bags flew forward under the traction of Yuan Li, all of them were grabbed into his palm, and the spirit directly drilled in, and then searched wantonly.
The contents of these storage bags are quite messy, but they are also rich. In addition to some valuable spiritual herbs, there are many kinds of martial arts, but few can enter the extraordinary eyes of the dragon. However, it is more suitable to give them to Ansen and Bo Xiong for cultivation.
Then, long Bufan smiled and collected the spoils into the storage bag, and then looked around the messy bamboo forest with cold eyes. He didn''t stay here too much. A pair of dragon wings behind him trembled slightly, and his body suddenly swept up in the surging air.
"Hiss ~!" the purple Rune on the dragon''s wing was moving fast like thunder. In the blink of an eye, it appeared in the hills hundreds of feet away.
"Ansen, you can finish work." long Bufan said faintly, looking at Ansen and others below. His cold eyes were suffused with blood red luster.
"Big... Sir?" Anson looked at the monster like a dragon man suspended in the sky. He had seen the form of dragon blood demon soldiers after the transformation of dragon. However, after this evolution, its shape has changed a lot. He was covered with black gas and showed a frightening bloodthirsty evil spirit.
The twenty crazy soldiers on one side had never seen the transformation of long Bufan. They thought it was an ORC. They immediately turned the muzzle of the Yuanjing gun around and all aimed at the Dragon Bufan standing in the air.
"Well, everyone worked hard. After returning, Anson gave them 10000 gold coins each." long Bufan said calmly, not angry because of his rudeness, but still indifferent. Transformed into Jackie Chan''s blood demon soldier, he has significant changes in his expression, voice and temperament. Vaguely, he gives people a feeling of ruthlessness.