This is not the first time that Emperor Daxia and all civil and military officials have seen this scene. They are a little shocked. Unexpectedly, Fang Chen can still intervene in this level of battle!

"Purple Electric Talisman!?"

The Blood Spirit Sect built the foundation and was frightened and angry. As a corpse cultivator, it can be said that he has not many weaknesses, but what he fears the most is the thunder tribulation, because the thunder tribulation carries the power of thunder and lightning that is the most strong and yang in the world!

Although the power of the purple electric talisman is not as powerful as the thunder tribulation, the power sources of the two are very similar, and they also have great lethality to corpse cultivators!

boom--

Hundreds of purple lightning instantly flooded the foundation building of the Blood Spirit Sect, and everyone seemed to hear a howl that resounded through the sky.

Elder Jinnan looked shocked and subconsciously looked at Fang Chen.

Hundreds of purple electric talismans!?

How many spirit stones does this... mean? He was a little unable to convert for a while.

The smoke of gunpowder dissipated, and the Blood Spirit Sect could barely stand in the sky, but the body was covered with charred and bloody wounds, and there were thunder and lightning flashes on these wounds.

The corpse energy around him was also dispersed by this wave of purple lightning.

His movements seemed to become a little stiff.

"Elder Jinnan, Master Zhuyue, attack his jaw!"

Fang Chen's voice sounded.

The two of them were slightly stunned, and subconsciously drove the flying sword toward the foundation-building jaw of the Blood Spirit Sect.

Puff!

The two flying swords penetrated the foundation-building jaw of the Blood Spirit Sect almost at the same time. His body trembled violently. Elder Jinnan and Master Zhuyue subconsciously retreated more than a hundred feet, watching this scene in surprise and doubt.

After trembling violently for several breaths, the foundation building of the Blood Spirit Sect suddenly became quiet. He slowly turned his head to look at Fang Chen below:

"How do you... know the location of my corpse bead..."

Corpse beads?!

Could it be...

Jinan and the others looked at each other in shock. They had just attacked and just destroyed the corpse cultivator's corpse bead?

Both of them were a little shocked. Why could Fang Chen judge the exact location of the other party's corpse bead?

"Guess."

Fang Chen smiled faintly.

A hint of astonishment flashed in the foundation-building blood spirit sect. At that time, his body began to dissipate from his feet, like a sand sculpture swept by the wind.

The whole process is visible to the naked eye.

First, his feet, then his stomach, his arms, and when his head was about to collapse, the other party let out a shrill and desperate curse:

"You will come down to accompany me! The blood spirit is against the will of heaven, without any regrets!!"

With this roar, his head completely dissipated, but his voice was still lingering in everyone's ears.

"The blood spirit goes against the sky, no regrets?"

"What does this mean?"

Many casual cultivators showed curiosity on their faces, but no matter what, today they opened their eyes and saw a corpse cultivator who was difficult to come out in a century.

And this corpse cultivator was also killed.

Everyone quickly threw away the curse of the foundation-building of the Blood Spirit Sect and looked at Fang Chen, with curiosity, fear, and solemnity in their eyes.

Ye Qinghe and Tao Yu followed their masters. The two of them had completely understood that Fang Chen's martial arts cultivation from beginning to end had not been restored.

He is a monk!

The Emperor of Daxia obviously also saw this. All the civil and military officials in the court were not fools. He thought that Fang Chen's methods were derived from Master Li Dao.

But the scene just now is enough to prove that Fang Chen is a monk!

Everyone was not surprised. After all, when the spirit was measured a few days ago, a strange phenomenon appeared on Fang Chen. At that time, they already knew that Fang Chen had been ordered by a powerful monk.

"He has already embarked on the path of cultivation..."

Xia Yu looked at Fang Chen blankly.

He didn't notice that Liu Suifeng and Zhan Taiqingxuan's bodies were a little stiff, and his eyes were full of horror.

"The blood spirit goes against the sky..."

Elder Jinnan slowly looked at Master Zhuyue: "He is a cultivator of the Blood Spirit Sect. Have you known this before?"

"I wasn't sure before, but now I'm sure."

Master Zhuyue nodded.

“…”

Elder Jinnan's lips began to tremble, his face turned pale, his eyes were filled with anger, and he stared at Master Zhuyue: "Do you know... how much trouble did you ask me to cause to Tiannan Sect?"

"I'll give you more purple electric talismans. I'll discuss this with Fang Chen for you. Moreover, the foundation building of the Blood Spirit Sect has been awarded, and no one knows that we did it."

Master Zhuyue smiled too lightly: "The world of cultivation is so big, and the Blood Spirit Sect is distributed all over the place. One or two foundation building will not attract too much attention."

“…”

Elder Jinnan was completely speechless.

Things have been like this, and it is no point in him to settle the score with Master Zhuyue again. Now he only hopes to recover some losses in other aspects.

Fortunately, except for the sects with inheritance, ordinary cultivators rarely know the Blood Spirit Sect, and today's things will not be spread on a large scale.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at Fang Chen.

Fang Chen walked to the silly child, squatted down and asked softly:

"Your family is dead, do you still have relatives?"

The child, who was originally stupid, suddenly shed two lines of tears. He pointed to his throat and said a few words.

"Crown Prince, his throat is destroyed and he can't speak."

Huang Sihai whispered.

Fang Chen put his hand on the child's shoulder, and his spiritual power slowly poured in. After a while, he whispered:

"I can't see my eyes, you can't speak, this is also considered fate."

"You must remember that the one who killed your relatives comes from the Blood Spirit Sect. If you have the talent for cultivation today, I will give you an opportunity."

After saying that, Fang Chen looked at Jinnan: "Elder Jinnan, use the spirit test bell."

"……good."

Elder Jinnan nodded, waved his hand, and the spirit-testing bell landed in front of Fang Chen again.

"Go."

Fang Chen gently patted the child on the shoulder.

The child has also seen the process of spiritual measurement during this period and knows what to do next. He wiped away his tears and walked to the spiritual measurement clock with resentment in his eyes.

"clang--"

"clang--"

"clang--"

There are only three sounds, and such qualifications are very ordinary. Like Tao Yu and others, they are at most included in the school by casual cultivators and will not become a climate in the future.

The child was unwilling to give up and kept bombarding the spirit test bell. His fists were bloody and still not stopped until his fists were gently held by Fang Chen.

"Elder Jinnan, can you accept him?"

Fang Chen looked to Jinnan.

"His talent..."

Jinnan was in a little embarrassed.

Tiannan Sect does not accept such talent. After all, it will waste cultivation resources and will not be able to become a talent in the future unless the other party makes enough contributions like Xia Yu.

"I owe you a favor."

Fang Chen smiled faintly.

"Okay, I'll accept him!"

Elder Jinnan agreed decisively, flashed his body, came to the child's side, and gently released a spiritual power. Under the nourishment of this spiritual power, the child's bloody fist recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jinnan has seen Fang Chen's methods, and so many purple electric talismans just now are enough to prove how much Fang Chen's sect values ​​him, so this is a cost-effective deal!

Many people around him showed envy, and Ye Qinghe couldn't help but curl his lips. Just because of Fang Chen's favor, Tiannan Sect accepted a inferior qualification.

But he could only practice with a casual cultivator.

But thinking about Li Huafeng, Ye Qinghe felt relieved again.
Chapter completed!