Zhuo Bufan could now make the Death Sword kill multiple times before it disappeared. It could be considered an outstanding improvement.
After killing the three Tianwu League disciples, Zhuo Bufan did not immediately appear in front of Lu Fei. Instead, he rode the Dark Light Falcon Horse and flew a thousand meters in the air.
Lu Fei crawled up from the ground and looked at Zhuo Bufan in the sky. He hurriedly knelt down and said.
"Boss, you really came to save me. Thank you for saving my life."
When Zhuo Bufan heard this, he replied, "No need to thank me. I said that as long as you kill the Tianwu League disciples, I will take you in as my little brother."
"But I didn't agree to meet you. From now on, use the Transmission Conch to contact me!"
Yunmeng Jie's Transmission Conch was the same as the Transmission Conch in the cultivation world. It could be used as a phone to contact each other.
After Zhuo Bufan confirmed the contact with Lu Fei, he rode the Dark Light Falcon Horse and disappeared into the sky.
Although he had never seen Zhuo Bufan's true face, Lu Fei was very excited when he received Zhuo Bufan's contact information.
"If you follow this big brother, you will definitely become outstanding."
Lu Fei said.
After Zhuo Bufan mysteriously took in a little brother, he disappeared from the Tiger Hill Plains.
Then, he habitually saved a file.
The current save situations were: Yaoguang Peak, Tiger Hill Plains (Yunmeng Jie), Mass Graves.
Zhuo Bufan's current save habits were a bit strange. Because Yunmeng Jie had too many uncertainties, he used a separate save in Yunmeng Jie and the cultivation world.
Of course, the progress of the timeline would not change.
As for the save in Mass Graves, he did not touch it.
After saving, Zhuo Bufan prepared to fly to the nearest Soul Altar that he occupied and leave the world.
He had already stayed in Yunmeng Jie for eight days. He was afraid that his body had already been destroyed by Xiao Mei!
Right now, Yunmeng Jie's middle Soul Altars were basically all occupied. As for the inner Soul Altars, no sect dared to go there. Not even Zhuo Bufan dared to.
Therefore, he had nothing to do in Yunmeng Jie, so he prepared to leave.
Just as Zhuo Bufan was about to reach the nearest Soul Altar, he suddenly felt a powerful killing intent coming from behind him.
"Enemy attack!"
Zhuo Bufan stepped on the back of the Darklight Falcon Horse at almost the same instant.
In the next second, Zhuo Bufan flew up, and the Dark Light Falcon Horse he was sitting on was sprayed with absolute zero cold air. Then, it quickly froze into ice and fell to the ground.
"Bang!"
It was smashed into pieces.
"Little Black!"
Seeing the Dark Light Falcon Horse instantly killed, Zhuo Bufan's heart trembled.
This Dark Light Falcon Horse had accompanied him for several months and helped him occupy one Soul Altar after another. It was the main contributor to his success today.
He did not expect that this contributor would be killed so easily.
Before Zhuo Bufan could come back to his senses, another stream of white cold air sprayed toward him like a snowstorm.
This time, Zhuo Bufan saw the attacker. Zhuo Bufan saw an unfamiliar woman riding on the back of a snow crane.
She wore a white dress, and her long hair reached her hips. Her skin was as white as snow, and her lips were tender and alluring. Her face was beautiful, and she was as quiet as a virgin. However, her body gave off a murderous aura.
Just as the blizzard was about to hit his face, he saw a snowstorm.
Zhuo Bufan raised his right hand, and the Life and Death Codex appeared in front of his right hand. Then, he aimed at the snowstorm and flipped to the tenth page.
On the tenth page of Zhuo Bufan's Soul Codex, there was a black magic mirror.
This mirror was called the Mirror of Devouring, and it was a rank 40 soul artifact. It was also the highest rank 40 soul artifact that Zhuo Bufan could use.
Normal soul artifacts were different from lifebound soul artifacts. Lifebound soul artifacts were not bound by any restrictions, and they did not wear out.
Normal soul artifacts, on the other hand, were restricted by the rank of the user's soul.
For example, Zhuo Bufan's soul was rank 40, so he could only use a rank 40 lifebound soul artifact.
The same principle applied to soul beasts. The soul beast's rank could not exceed the user's rank.
Zhuo Bufan's Mirror of Devouring could absorb a large amount of energy. It was the soul artifact that Zhuo Bufan used to protect himself.
However, the snowstorm that was coming at them like a crazy wolf was simply too powerful.
After absorbing more than half of the energy, the Mirror of Devouring began to overflow. It could not bear it any longer. Then, the Mirror of Devouring could no longer absorb the cold air. It quickly froze and shattered with a crack.
"Not good!"
Zhuo Bufan flipped to the twelfth page just as the Mirror of Devouring was about to shatter. Two white rays of light flew out from the page and entered Zhuo Bufan's back.
Then, with a bang, a pair of white wings grew out and lifted Zhuo Bufan up.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh …
Zhuo Bufan flapped his pair of large white wings and flew into the air.
Then, he looked down at the girl sitting on the back of the snow crane.
Yunmeng Jie's items were really strange. They even had something like wings. Thanks to this item, Zhuo Bufan did not fall to the ground and shatter into pieces.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Zhuo Bufan flipped to the fifth page of the Spirit Code. He summoned the Mystic Light Treasure Mirror and checked the other party's cultivation.
Spirit Code: Frost Water Codex
Cultivation: Possession Realm
Rank: 73
When Zhuo Bufan saw this level, he could not help but feel his hair stand on end.
"Possession Realm, Rank 73? This woman's cultivation is even higher than my Sword of Life and Death! "
Zhuo Bufan's Sword of Life and Death was only at Rank 65. However, the other party's cultivation was at Rank 73. He could not kill this woman.
This was the person with the highest cultivation that Zhuo Bufan had encountered so far.
This was the first time he had encountered an opponent of this level.
Possession, as the name suggested, allowed one's soul to be strong enough to possess another person's body.
If someone of this level fancied Zhuo Bufan's Life and Death Mystic Body, she could possess Zhuo Bufan's body without hesitation.
The Seizing Realm of the Divine Soul was an existence that Zhuo Bufan did not even dare to think about.
Zhuo Bufan did not expect that he would be inexplicably targeted by such a powerful figure.
Moreover, from the murderous intent in her eyes, he knew that she hated him.
When did he provoke such a person?
"Could it be that you are from the Tianwu League?"
What answered Zhuo Bufan was another snowstorm that was even more powerful than before. The powerful snowstorm bombarded Zhuo Bufan from all directions.
"Damn it! She is indeed from the Tianwu League. She found me so quickly."
Zhuo Bufan did not even think. He flapped his wings, found a random direction, and flew away.
Run!
If the Life and Death Sword could not kill the other party, Zhuo Bufan's only choice was to run.
"Want to run? Die!"
Seeing Zhuo Bufan escape, the woman rode the Snow Crane and chased after him.
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