Ultimate Immortal Killing System

Chapter 165
Luo Bingxuan did not hesitate. After throwing the Xuanbing Jue to Bufan, she slapped it from the storage bag, and a small sword tempered from ice crystals appeared in her hand.

The surface of this sword is crystal clear, just like an ice cube. The only difference is that there is a cold current flowing on the sword body, and mist is constantly coming out, which is very cold.

At the same time, Luo Bingxuan emerged from her body a cloud of mist the size of a baby's fist, and held it in her hands. Finally, she handed the flying sword and mist to Bufan.

"This is the introductory gift given to you by the teacher, the Xuanbing Flying Sword and the origin of the mysterious ice created by the teacher, and I give it to you."

Luo Bingxuan actually saw that when Bufan was fighting against Moxian, he never used a decent magical weapon at all. They were all "treasures" like "fireworks and firecrackers". In Luo Bingxuan's eyes, they were very different, so she spared no expense. Also have to do some good intentions.

When Bu Fan took the jade slip from Luo Bingxuan's hand, he was not in a hurry to look at it, and after taking over the Xuanbing Feijian and Xuanbing Yuanyuan, he said goodbye to Luo Bingxuan and left.

"This boy is extraordinary. He will definitely be the best among immortal cultivators in the future. Why not give him the Xuan Bing Jue?"

Luo Bingxuan is not stingy about Xuan Bing Jue, and she is not the kind of valley owner who hides it. She actually promoted it in the valley.

"As long as the disciples in this valley have reached the Nascent Soul stage, they can practice Xuanbing Jue."

The group that Bu Fan asked in Bingfeng Valley at the beginning were all the disciples of the Qi refining period who were similar to him, so he didn't ask about Xuanbing Jue.

In fact, in Bingfeng Valley, there are not many monks above Nascent Soul, and they all belong to the existence of the Great Elder level. It is normal that Bu Fan has not come into contact with it.

After Bufan left Luo Bingxuan's cave, he immediately released the divine stone, checked it in the jade slips, and finally formed a brand, which can be in his mind.

"Congratulations to Bu Fan for completing the mission of obtaining the Xuan Bing Jue! As a reward for the mission, he received a flying magic weapon "Yitian Zhou" with a flying speed of 3000 meters per second."

Seeing that he got a "Yitian Boat", Bu Fan wasn't very happy, but he wasn't overly depressed either. On the system treasure bag screen, after clicking Receive, he put the flying magic weapon directly in the system treasure bag and forget about it.

In the Dark Division, Bu Fanfan's soul was constantly being extracted by the Nightmare Demon Venerable, and it never stopped.

Every time Bu Pingfan wakes up from the hot stream of salt water, he will be carried away by the red-shirted old man Yan Honghua and these souls, brought to the Nightmare Demon Lord, and finally dispersed.

"Wait! Master Bu will definitely take all of you bastards away." Bu Pingfan was completely powerless, and was completely suppressed by the exorcism technique performed by the Nightmare Demon Venerable, unable to move.

He was soaked in the hot stream of salt slurry all day long. Regardless of day or night, the surface of his soul body also gradually changed, evolving towards materialization.

This day was the last day of his eighth month of immersion in the hot stream of salt slurry, and he was drowsy in the hot stream of salt slurry.

"My lord..."

"System Lord? Is it System Lord?" A robot's voice woke up Bu Pingfan from the hot stream of salt slurry.

The robot's voice was the Immortal Killing System, and he didn't know why he could hear the Immortal Killing System's call while he was asleep?
"It seems that Mr. System has really found a way to get me out?" Bu Pingfan looked at the salt slurry flowing under his body with bright eyes, and couldn't help but shed tears.

"Nightmare Demon Lord, Sage Monarch of the Six Paths, Shali Heavenly Emperor, Cultivation Realm, Spiritual Realm... Don't wait for me to turn around, or you will have to endure the pain that you would rather die from."

Bu Pingfan gritted his teeth. Regarding the current situation, it was entirely because of the man in the black and white mask in Zhuxian Tower and the dragon and tiger creatures that brought him here. He was resentful and formed an indelible killing intent.

……

In Chenggu Dengzhou, in the Bingfeng Valley, Bufan originally wanted to perform the Xuanbing Art again, but a sharp pain came from his mind, which made him roll all over the floor and sweat profusely.

"What's wrong? Has the master appeared? It's been so hard..." Bufan rolled on the ground, his lips turned white, and the pain was obviously unbearable.

His pain came from the deepest part of his mind. Ever since he broke through the [-]th floor of the Qi Refining Stage and reached the [-]th floor, this pain had appeared before, and it recurred again after the battle with the Demon Immortal.

Bu Fan didn't know that this severe pain was caused by the severe pain caused by the Immortal Killing System having come into contact with Bu Fanfan's soul when the last bit of energy was used up.

"Sir, machine owner? We were almost able to link to the machine owner! What a pity..."

The Immortal Killing System hesitated, then suddenly rushed out of Bu Fan's body and transformed into an elf, with a pair of angel-like wings flapping gently and levitating.

"Bu Fan, you have done very well recently. The task of Xuan Bing Jue has been completed. Next, you will quickly improve your cultivation level."

"Master? So this is the master who lives in my body? Why has this voice changed again?"

Bu Fan was stunned, looking at the robot elf floating above, muttering in his heart.

"Don't think about these boring things, quickly take out the spirit stone elixir and practice."

The machine elf was in the sky, issuing serious orders to Bufan.

"Okay! Let's go now!" Bu Fan endured the severe pain, jumped up in one step, and then meditated into concentration.

……

In the Ansi Realm, Bu Fanfan's soul body was trapped by a net of light, unable to move, and a milky white light cluster the size of a baby's fist slowly formed at the heart of his body. The beam of light condensed by the holy art.

"Boy, it seems that you still can't escape the entanglement of bad luck when you come to this place? Continuously helping you to condense the magic flash will not improve your cultivation level."

Suddenly, a scholar-like voice came out of Bu Pingfan's mind, and Bu Pingfan was stunned angrily.

"It's you? Why haven't you died yet? There's such a big commotion at the Zhuxian Pagoda, why don't you die?"

Bu Pingfan asked in his mind. When he heard the Confucian voice, he knew who was in his mind?
It was Taotie, this was Taotie's soul body, and it also died, but it suddenly appeared in Bu Fanfan's mind, which made him preconceived and failed to think of this step.

"Boy, are you confused by the hot salt water? Or do you have a fever in your head? How can I not die when this beast king appears in this damn place?"

Taotie said, and then it asked Bu Fanfan's soul body:

"Something from the outside world is linking you?"

Bu Pingfan was still absorbing what Taotie had said before, about the magic flash, and now he couldn't keep up with Taotie's rhythm in time, so he didn't answer Taotie.

"Boy? Are you listening?" Taotie reminded again, its tone seemed a little hasty.

"Huh? Oh! You said that the milky white light at my heart was condensed by you? Why the hell did you condense this thing on me? Did you see it? It was your condensation that caused me to suffer. Now one leg is missing.”

(End of this chapter)