Every final spirit official can be said to be the ultimate pursuit of most mediocre practitioners.

He has special abilities and a certain position under the command of the Lord of Lingshan.

Chen Fusheng is monitoring a "final spirit official" at this moment.

This man was acting secretly at an extremely fast speed outside Yunlai Prefecture.

Chen Fusheng followed and followed all the way, and saw it all.

If this person hadn't been doing things without any distractions, if he had unfolded the spirit officer's flying in the air, Chen Fusheng wouldn't have been able to keep up easily.

At this moment.

This Taoist, the Taoist of the End Spirit, was extremely skillful and skillful in using the technique of restraining spirits to capture a variety of spiritual beasts.

Then, mobilize the geographical energy and inject a trace of Taoism into it to help the beasts develop spiritual intelligence and have a great opportunity to transform into monsters.

Although not every beast can be enlightened smoothly, in the hands of this middle-aged Taoist, the art of detention in spirits did its best, and it greatly enhanced its chances, nine out of ten!

The art of restraining spirits can be detained, bound, enlightened and tamed.

With Chen Fusheng's current strength, although he can do this, he is not very thorough in his studies. Mistakes or failures or accidental killings are extremely likely to happen.

So Chen Fusheng admired the final spirit official in front of him.

In fact, according to the normal principles of spiritual officials in the world of cultivation, it is not surprising.

Because whether it is a spiritual mountain or a blessed land, a large number of fairies are needed to serve.

Whether it is the trials, practices, many traitors, guarding the mountains and guarding the gates, etc., even demon soldiers and demon soldiers are indispensable helpers of the top ten sects.

Going further, a fairy with great talent and potential, or a fairy with ancient bloodline, can transform into a target of cultivation by the top ten sects.

After all, it is not easy to surrender to wild fairies and monsters. So the more the spirit officials personally enlightened and included in the sect and raised the fairies, the more they are, the better.

In fact, if Chen Fusheng saw this scene, he would not have any special thoughts except admiring it.

But this time it is different. There are many banshees in Yunlai Prefecture, all of which are related to the spiritual silk from outside the sky.

Then, if you track this red light this time and know that he is enlightening the fairy, normal things will become suspicious.

Time passes little by little.

It's almost dawn.

The middle-aged Taoist looked at the sky, stopped enlightening the fairy, and left his mark.

How could Chen Fusheng let him go?

Roar ~~

The sound of the tiger roar in the vast world resounded in an instant in this final spirit official's ears, shocking his mind and almost crushing his perception on the spot.

Another shiny jade talisman appeared at the boundary of his feet, and there was nothing in an instant.

The clouds and mists were thundering, and the raindrops were lightning, and countless shades were instantly entangled, layer by layer, and the tides surged like a formation map, trapping this final spirit official in it.

Suddenly, the earth overturned like true fire. It burned endlessly, burning flames without shadow, but also eroding the heart and bones, suppressing the soul, and surging in a turbulent way.

A sword!

It was like a flying soldier from the sky, until the moment.

This middle-aged Taoist is already in a collapse. He has never seen such a powerful talisman technique. He thought it was a sneak attack by fellow Taoists, but he also encountered the terrified killing sword.

"Who?" the middle-aged Taoist screamed.

Wow~~

Amid the roar, a large golden brick filled his horrified eyes.

Pang!!!

Without any tricks, he won with his strength. The flying brick was hitting the middle-aged Taoist's eyebrows. He was smashed to the spot and lost everything and fainted.

Chen Fusheng stood in front of the unlucky Taoist with a calm expression on his face and pressed his ear.

The black gas from the throat was spit out, rolling up the Taoist, turning it into black smoke and earning it.

Chen Fusheng said lightly and took another sword to "burn".

The true fire covers, and all traces here are wiped out.

Without hesitation, he immediately jumped away and disappeared into the distance in the night.

After a moment.

The tranquility has been restored here, as if nothing has happened...
Chapter completed!