"Is this really the power that the ancestral realm can possess?" Haozu was stunned.
The sword light has already followed the swing of the Shadow Demon Saber in Zhao Fan's hand, slashing directly at the eight ink spirits in front! ! !
"Ahhhh!"
"This intruder's knife is too terrifying!"
"My spirit body is trembling even before I get close, and it feels like it's being chopped into pieces!"
"escape!"
"Hurry, let's escape, or it will be too late!"
"ah!"
Even if they reacted in time, three black spirits were still affected by the sword light.
It immediately fell apart and turned into nothingness.
Scattered specks of light in the void, like flesh and blood.
The other five Black Spirits, seeing this situation, became much faster.
"call!"
"Those three are really unlucky."
"Fortunately, we responded quickly..."
"Asshole! Why haven't you come out of the Jin clan yet?"
"What on earth are the Jin people doing today!"
They were running away frantically, cursing at the same time.
Zhao Fan leisurely led Haozu in pursuit, always maintaining a fixed distance.
"Junior Brother Jie, I didn't realize how strong you are until I saw you take action with my own eyes."
Haozu came back to his senses and said with emotion: "You have also entered the Holy Court. Your cultivation time has been so short, but you have already reached the pinnacle."
"Haha, senior brother Hao, calm down, you'll get used to it."
Zhao Fan made a joke casually.
Haozu smiled and said: "I feel that you can face the four-color ink spirits with one against three, so why didn't you capture them just now?"
"The golden ink spirit has not appeared yet."
Zhao Fan shook his head and said, "If you want to catch them, just catch one of each color, and then choose carefully."
"Well, with your strength, you do have the capital."
Haozu was filled with admiration.
finally.
When chasing to one-tenth the diameter of the mountain.
The golden ink spirit appears!
"From the Jin clan!"
"Finally you are here!"
"Come and join us quickly!"
"Come to me!"
The five ink spirits were in a state of panic, because there were two red and two black among them, causing constant squeezing and collision.
next moment.
The golden ink spirit flashed over.
The four-color ink spirit appears!
Not only that, the news of the invaders in the Holy Mountain has already spread!
A large number of Mo spirits gathered here for the coming-of-age ceremony.
There were thousands of ink spirits within the visible range alone.
They come in groups of four and four.
Two hundred and fifty-one four-color ink spirit combinations were formed!
Even Zhao Fan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes when he saw this scene.
"Boy Good Fortune, hurry up and imprison the nearest one of us for running away. Don't overturn." Bronze Lantern reminded hurriedly.
Haozu's legs and feet were weak and he said: "Junior Brother Jie, let's retreat first."
"Not urgent."
As Zhao Fan said this, he took the initiative to rush towards the group of four-color ink spirits that was recently formed. It would take a short time for the many four-color ink spirits to arrive here.
Take advantage of this opportunity.
Zhao Fan unleashed the Holy Prison that was ready to go!
"ah!"
"What is this!?"
"The wave... is so strong and domineering, it is the sacred ancestral weapon of the invaders!"
"No!"
The four ink spirits in this group let out a desperate cry before being drawn into the cage.
Haozu from behind opened his eyes wide, "Then...isn't that my teacher's holy prison?"
He used to be from the Temple of Death.
He is completely unfamiliar with the Holy Prison.
Haozu was frightened by Zhao Fan's background.
From the time we met until now, first there was the Nine Realm Tower, then there was the Shadow Demon Saber, and now a Holy Prison popped up...
There are already three Holy Ancestral Artifacts!
The strength itself is still so strong!
It is simply the absolute ceiling at the ancestral level!
Haozu smiled bitterly and thought to himself: "If I don't become a Saint Ancestor, I won't have a chance to repay my kindness."
It's too late, but it's soon.
After being imprisoned in the Holy Prison, the four-color ink spirit combination was regarded as a living being, so it could not even be disintegrated in it and could only remain in a combined form.
After Zhao Fan took back the Holy Prison, with a thought, he and Haozu escaped into the Nine Realms Tower.
At the same time, a large number of four-color ink spirit combinations arrived, and their golden brilliance offensive turned most of the mountain into gold!
The particles from the Nine Realms Tower fled in the direction they came from at the fastest speed.
Once touched by the golden brilliance of concentrated fire.
Zhao Fan and Haozu are about to be kicked out!
"Damn intruder!"
"Release our four clansmen!"
"Stop it!"
The shouts and curses followed the crazy pursuit of golden light.
How can the speed of the Nine Realm Tower be compared to them?
Even at the speed of White Snake Mo Ling, he could only watch the particle go away!
finally.
The Nine Domain Tower escaped from the edge of the Holy Mountain without any danger.
And many combinations of four-color ink spirits stopped on the other side of the edge, with no intention of pursuing them.
Zhao Fan and Hao Zu reappeared.
Because of being out of the mountains.
Although they are very close to those ink spirits, they cannot be seen.
"Junior Brother Jie, congratulations. On your first visit, you captured four colors of ink spirits."
Haozu said with a smile.
"Thanks to your experience, senior brother, it was so smooth."
After Zhao Fan finished speaking, he asked, "Now that Mo Ling is in hand, what should we do next?"
"After they leave the Holy Mountain, they will have one hour to survive."
Haozu said: "During this period, we will basically compromise when communicating with the Mo Ling who wants to be enslaved. After all, when the time is up, the Mo Ling will perish, and if you accept slavery, you can survive."
"Um."
Zhao Fan nodded, "Let's go back to your place first."
"good."
Haozu and Zhao Fan used Ancestral Realm Descending and returned directly to Haoqi Sect.
"This is my retreat."
Haozu had some thoughts and opened a hall, "I won't go in so as not to disturb you. By the way, remember to tell me the additional abilities of the other three colors of ink spirits later. I'm really curious."
next moment.
Zhao Fan entered the retreat room.
He took out the Holy Prison and placed an isolation barrier around it.
"freed."
As Zhao Fan spoke, the Holy Prison was released from detention.
The four-color ink spirit combination manifests.
They stared at Zhao Fan angrily, but did not dare to take action again.
There is no other way, Zhao Fan is playing with the Holy Prison in his hands.
This object has created a psychological shadow for these black spirits, and they also realize that there is no room for struggle in front of the white-robed figure in their eyes.
"Since you're so calm, I'll tell you the truth."
Zhao Fan said slowly: "I can only enslave one Black Spirit, but you have four. Whoever's additional abilities attract me the most can live."
