Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

Hou Hexuan's face was as white as paper, and he couldn't even speak.

Zhuo Bufan changed hands and killed two of the three major magic families. As for the high priest and the young suzerain, they didn't seem to be his opponents either.

The moment Zhuo Bufan killed Hou Dongjun, the black snakes on the Young Sect Master's body had already entangled. These black snakes were all refined with evil spirits, yin qi, and the resentment of the dead. They were extremely sinister and vicious. A little bit can corrode the flesh.

"If you only have this ability, you can die." Zhuo Bufan turned his head, suddenly his pupils protruded and danced with flames, dazzling like two suns.

"What kind of spell is this?" A look of horror appeared on the face of the young master.

Xie Chong was most afraid of flames and lightning, and the Black Mist Snake on Young Sovereign's body was no exception. After getting within a foot of Zhuo Bufan, he showed a look of fear, not daring to approach him anymore, as if he was the god in charge of the sun.

"You'll know when you die."

As Zhuo Bufan said, his pupils shrank slightly, and two golden flame lotuses ignited in the void, flying towards the young master in an instant.

After the black mist touched the golden fire lotus, black smoke burst out instantly, turning into nothingness in the air, without even the strength to resist. "If you dare to hurt the young suzerain, you will definitely be hunted down to the ends of the earth by our Black Witch Cult." The high priest suddenly shouted at this moment, holding the staff in his hand, emitting black smoke from his whole body, and suddenly one of them transformed into a A huge black handprint of about three feet descended from the sky and moved towards Zhuo

Extraordinary shot.

Zhuo Bufan looked up, his expression indifferent, "Your move is too far from my Qingshan seal."

After all, Zhuo Bufan condensed his true energy in his palm, and slapped it head-on, a golden phantom about seven or eight feet slammed into the black handprint, and immediately covered it with the high priest, like a giant spirit god lifted up Mountains come crashing down.

"How dare you..." The high priest's eyes widened suddenly.

But he didn't even have the chance to finish the last sentence, the palm prints had already been taken, and he was directly patted into the ground, embedded in the ground and died.

The Young Sect Master saw that he was definitely not Zhuo Bufan's opponent, so he didn't dare to linger, so he turned around and was about to run away, but the golden flame had already been sent out, the speed was no less than a bullet, and it directly penetrated the Young Sect Master's body, shooting out Two transparent holes.

Not only that, the young suzerain's body has been burned by golden flames, and even the black mist can't repair the injured hole.

"I am the young suzerain of the Black Witch Cult. If you destroy my soul body, it will be of no benefit to you. Why don't we work together and get the treasures equally?" The young suzerain looked anxiously at Zhuo Bufan Said.

Zhuo Bufan shook his head, "From the moment you started to kill me, you were doomed to die."

"You only killed my soul body, but you offended the entire Black Witch Cult. Are you really planning to live forever with my Black Witch Cult?" Vicious expression.

"By the way, let me tell you, I hate others threatening me the most. If you find me unhappy, come and kill me yourself." Zhuo Bufan said, the flames burned even more vigorously, directly burning the young suzerain and the spiritual consciousness in his body to ashes .

Although it was just a puppet of the young suzerain, but it was infused with his soul, and was burned to ashes by Zhuo Bufan, the deity would still be severely traumatized.

At this time, in the mountains hundreds of miles away, a tragic cry resounded from a certain altar.

A man covered in black mist clenched his fists tightly, with a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, "Zhuo Bufan, I will never die with you, and I will hunt you down from all corners of the world, refining your soul for ninety-nine days, forever Super born."

At the door of Tan's house.

The members of the He family and the Hou family knelt on the ground one after another, not daring to look directly at Zhuo Bufan, they killed Hou Dongjun and He Hongmiao alone, as well as the high priest and the young suzerain, who dared to touch his bad head.

It is rare for Zhuo Bufan to pay attention to these little people, their strongest elders were all killed by him, and even if the remaining people want to take revenge, they don't have the strength.

"Mr. Zhuo, you have great supernatural powers and boundless mana." Xiao Nai stood at the door and hurriedly cupped his hands.

Tan Yong, Tan Xiang, Tan Yun, Liao Wen and other juniors looked at Zhuo Bufan with awe and reverence in their eyes. Zhuo Bufan was only as old as them, but possessed such extraordinary strength.

Tan Songtao, Elder Liao and others even bowed their hands and bowed their hands, respectful to Zhuo Bufan.

"Can you give me the treasure now?" Zhuo Bufan said without looking at Tan Songtao.

Tan Songtao, Tan Jiyong and other high-ranking members of the Tan family were stunned for a moment, and immediately understood that Zhuo Bufan was also here for the treasure.

"I rescued the people of your Tan family. Just now they joined forces to deal with me. You don't even have the courage to take action. If you refuse to hand over the treasure, don't blame me for being ruthless." Zhuo Bufan said slowly with an indifferent expression.

But it fell on everyone's ears like thunder. The other party dared to kill even the young master of the Black Witch Cult, let alone their little Tan family.

"Master, I'm sorry, I did hesitate just now..." Tan Songtao lowered his head, and then sighed again. Now that the treasure of the Tan family is coveted by everyone, it's better to just give Zhuo Bufan a trouble, "I Take the master to get the treasure."

It turned out that there was a backyard in the mountains behind the Tan family, and various trees were planted in the yard. Zhuo Bufan finally found something wrong in the middle of the yard. The aura in the yard was much stronger than the outside, and there was a formation to control the aura so that it would not disperse go out.

"Spirit Gathering Formation?" Zhuo Bufan frowned.

He can easily set up a mere gathering spirit formation. Could it be that this is the treasure of the Tan family? The black witch cult and the two major magic families coveted here?

Tan Songtao walked to the middle of the courtyard, holding a magic spell in his hand, and white lights flickered between his fingers. Soon, a bamboo flute slowly rose out of an ancient well in the courtyard, about a foot long, and the whole body was green, like a bamboo flute. Jade is average.

It's just that when the bamboo flute was raised, the formation in the entire courtyard disappeared instantly, and the aura began to spread away. A trace of regret flashed in Tan Songyun's eyes. She took the bamboo flute and handed it to Zhuo Bufan respectfully, " Master, this is the treasure of my Tan family, I dare not lie to Master."

Zhuo Bufan is holding a bamboo flute, but it is just a second-grade magic weapon, it is like garbage in the realm of comprehension, he won't even take a look at it.

This magic weapon is the eye of the formation in the entire courtyard, so after taking it away, the aura in the entire courtyard can't be controlled to flow out.

"No, these people will not be so crazy for a small spirit gathering array, there must be some big secret in it." Zhuo Bufan was alert, after all, he is a monster who has cultivated for hundreds of years. Zhuo Bufan swiped the bamboo flute with his spiritual sense and was stunned for a moment.