Chapter 118 Soul Eater Banner

The white-haired man had to guard the bronze furnace, and he also had to continuously input the power of the fire element to keep the flames in the furnace burning. Just in case, he even returned to the bronze furnace in the blood prison soul refining formation. Set up a small defensive formation, enveloping himself and the bronze furnace in a circle of light.

Chen Fan was not in a hurry either, he restrained his breath and hid behind the void. What he had to wait for now was forty-nine hours later, the moment when the white-haired man finished refining the Soul-Eating Banner and took it out, was Chen Fan's move. good time.

  In fact, it is impossible to refine an ordinary spiritual weapon in such a short period of time, let alone the soul-eating banner that can be called a magic weapon.

But Chen Fan heard the white-haired man's words, and knew that this soul-eating banner had been refined for decades, and now he only needed to fully integrate his soul into it, and the golden thunder bamboo thrown in by the white-haired man just now was probably used as The pole of the Soul Devouring Banner, so, once this magical weapon is successfully refined, it will not only be powerful, but it can also be used as an impulsive sharp weapon to shake the enemy, because the golden thunder bamboo is harder than refined iron exist.

   Soon, seventy-seven forty-nine hours will pass in a blink of an eye, that is, for a full four days, Chen Fan sat cross-legged on the spot motionless, and kept his eyes fixed on the white-haired man.

With the four days of waiting, Chen Fan has also become more and more aware of the horror of this soul-eating flag. Every time the bronze furnace cauldron reaches three quarters, there will be 100,000 unjust souls howling, and at this time, the furnace cauldron will also erupt. Jin Mang sealed all the hundreds of thousands of innocent souls.

  On the second day, Chen Fan saw that the golden core stage monster's soul almost broke through the seal, but fortunately, the seals made by the old woman before were so strong that the monster's soul bounced back directly.

  Until the fourth day, that is, the forty-eighth hour, the seal outside the bronze furnace cauldron began to fade, not disappearing, but blending into the cauldron.

  At this time, the white-haired man interrupted the input of Huo Xing's true energy, slapped his storage bag with his backhand, took out a talisman from it, and pinched it in his hand.

   Immediately, he slapped his chest with another palm, sprayed a stream of blood essence from his mouth, and sprinkled it directly on the talisman, and then the talisman burst into dazzling golden light, dazzling.

"Sick!" The white-haired man let out a deep voice, and slapped the talisman on the bronze furnace cauldron, causing the whole cauldron to tremble. The golden light on the talisman manifested small gold characters, every character Chen Fan knew. , but it reveals a mysterious meaning, which is difficult to understand.

"This is... a formation composed of inscriptions." Chen Fan frowned slightly, and small gold characters in the air fell into the bronze furnace cauldron. There is a strong sense of coldness.

"ah…"

  At this time, there were mournful wailing sounds from the cauldron, but the white-haired man showed a surprised and excited expression: "It's about to succeed!"

  The black air became thicker and thicker, and even spread out, covering the entire bronze cauldron, and the flame in the furnace was completely extinguished at this moment.

  Then, fierce ghosts with disheveled hair suddenly crawled out of the cauldron. Their limbs were all distorted, their faces were hideous, and there were only black phantoms all over their bodies, but their evil aura was so overwhelming that they almost froze the surrounding aura.

   "Crack! Crack!"

  One ghost crawled on the stove, and opened its mouth to gnaw at the bronze stove, and then other ghosts followed suit, seeming to be very hungry, gnawing at the bronze stove frantically.

At the end of the last hour, the bronze furnace cauldron was completely gnawed and disappeared, and the whole area was shrouded in a cloud of black mist. The white-haired man also stood a few meters away with a look of fear, but there was a hint of greed and envy in his eyes. , but he didn't dare to mess around, he could only wait for the black mist to slowly subside.

   And Chen Fan is already holding a sharp sword, ready to go.

   Just as the black mist slowly subsided and finally turned into a palm-sized banner, Chen Fan's feet suddenly clicked, and his whole body turned into a phantom, rushing up at the speed of lightning and flint.

The white-haired man is also very human. The moment Chen Fan activated his figure, he had already noticed that his figure moved quickly, his five fingers clenched into claws, and he grabbed towards the Soul Eater banner, while the other hand gushed out true energy to strengthen him. The defensive formation outside the body.

   "Boom!"

However, Chen Fan's speed was obviously faster than he had imagined. In just a split second, he appeared beside the white-haired man. Immediately, Chen Fan took out a broken formation ruler in his hand and slapped it directly on the defensive formation set up by the white-haired man. The entire light curtain Instantly exploded into pieces.

   "Huh! Courting death." The white-haired man snorted coldly, and the flying sword behind him was automatically thrown out, turning into a streamer and slashing towards Chen Fan.

But Chen Fan didn't panic, the sharp sword in his hand cut out the burning sky sword energy directly, and the purple-gold sword energy fell directly on the opponent's flying sword, with a sound of "clang", the white-haired man's flying sword was swept away by Chen Fan Fei, and swept across the white-haired man with a sword, blocking his way to **** the Soul Eater Banner.

   "Huh?" The white-haired man couldn't help but froze, and was forced to stop.

  At this time, he also discovered that Chen Fan was wearing the dark blue robe of Shushan, and he seemed to know Chen Fan.

   "You're not dead yet? Didn't the monsters in Tianyun City tear you into two pieces?" The white-haired man looked at Chen Fan expressionlessly, and said coldly.

  Chen Fan frowned slightly, and did not speak. He almost guessed that this white-haired man should be from the Seventh Peak, and that this person is proficient in the way of sealing. Those fake task bamboo slips were probably made by this person.

"The Blood Prison Soul Refining Formation failed to reap your lives, and the monsters in Tianyun City didn't tear you apart, but your life is pretty good." The white-haired man said coldly, his voice suddenly became gloomy, and he sneered: "It's a pity you If you don’t know where to go, it’s not good to run away, but you have to escape here to die.”

  Chen Fan shook his head and sneered, "The Soul Eater banner is not bad!"

   "How do you know..." The white-haired man's complexion changed, and without saying a word, he saw Chen Fan's figure gradually fade away.

   "Not good!" The white-haired man was shocked, and hurriedly raised his sword and rushed towards the Soul Eater banner, but it was still too late.

   Suddenly there was a circle of ripples in the void, Chen Fan's arm was the first to manifest, he directly grabbed the Soul Eater banner, and after throwing it into the storage ring, Chen Fan's sword pointed directly at the white-haired man.

   "What kind of agility is this?" The white-haired man asked in shock.

   But Chen Fan ignored it, with a cold expression on his face, pointing his sword at the white-haired man. Since entering the early stage of foundation establishment, his attainments in Jiugongbu have also been increasing day by day, and now even the white-haired man in the late stage of foundation establishment can hardly react.

   "Hand over the Soul Eater flag, and then get out of Shushan, I can spare your life." Although the white-haired man was afraid of Chen Fan's body skills, he still looked at Chen Fan confidently and reprimanded him in a cold voice.

  Chen Fan looked indifferent, shook his head and said: "It's a pity that I can't spare your life. After finishing you, it will be your master's turn one day."

"Heh, based on your cultivation in the early stage of foundation establishment, how dare you speak out here? If you don't take advantage of this opportunity, then go to hell." The white-haired man sneered disdainfully, and drew a circle with his sharp sword, causing one party Aura of turmoil.

"Tiangang Ten Thousand Swords!" The white-haired man shouted in a deep voice, and the long sword suddenly pointed at the sky, and the spiritual energy in the sky suddenly began to turbulent, flowing rapidly, and then condensed in the air, turning into countless invisible swords, suspended in the sky Behind the white-haired man, all the sword points were pointing at Chen Fan, ready to strike.

  (end of this chapter)