"Go to hell you monster."
Shen Dan roared angrily, and the fire bombs rushed towards Chen Fan with a whistling sound.
Before the fire bombs arrived, Chen Fan felt waves of fire coming, burning his skin.
In Chen Fan's eyes, it seemed like this fire bomb could melt everything.
"Is this the power of gods?"
Chen Fan had a new understanding of the power of practitioners.
There was no trace of fear on his face, because when the fire bomb flew out, the black sticky stuff on Chen Fan started to move.
The black sticky thing seemed to be some kind of flesh and blood, extremely limp. But when faced with the incoming fire bombs, he took the initiative to greet them.
Shen Dan sneered.
His fire bombs are not earthly fire, and their power is beyond the imagination of an earthly mortal. .
Although Shen Dan didn't know what this black sticky thing was, he could tell that it was something of flesh and blood.
And his fire bomb is a technique that specializes in burning flesh and blood. Once it is stained with flesh and blood, it is like adding fuel to a fire, doubling its power.
And if the target is not burned, it will not be extinguished unless the caster recycles it himself.
This was the reason why Shen Dan dared to attack Chen Fan again.
Fire bomb was not the strongest technique he had learned, but it was the technique that best restrained Chen Fan's black and sticky things.
If Chen Fan dared to block his own fire bullets with something black and sticky, he was simply seeking death.
boom!
When the fire bullet touched the black sticky substance, its power instantly increased.
This fire bomb was originally the size of a pigeon egg, but when it touched the black sticky substance, it instantly expanded to the size of a bowl.
At the same time, a burning tingling sensation spread into Chen Fan's brain.
Chen Fan's expression changed.
He still can't completely control the black sticky thing, but the black sticky thing is like a part of himself. If the black sticky thing is injured, he will also feel it.
Chen Fan originally thought that this black sticky thing could block the fire bomb by actively meeting it, but now it seems that may not be the case.
After being burned by the fire bomb, the black sticky substance looked a little shriveled, and also gave off a burnt smell.
But even so, the black sticky thing did not flinch at all, but instead enveloped the fire bomb.
The fire bomb grew larger very quickly, and the black sticky substance wrapped it around even faster.
In just one breath, the fire bomb was completely enveloped.
Shen Dan's expression changed drastically.
Because the moment the fire bomb was completely wrapped, he felt that the connection between the fire bomb and himself was severed.
What does this mean? This shows that the magic that seems to be extremely restrained by these black sticky things is blocked by it.
Shen Dan screamed secretly and wanted to turn around and run away, but felt something grabbed his feet.
He looked down and saw that it was the black sticky thing.
The black sticky substance was wrapping him up from bottom to top like mercury.
Phew!
Two wind blades hit the black sticky substance wrapping his feet. The wind blade was directly deflected, but the black sticky thing failed to cause any damage.
In desperation, he pulled out a talisman from his body.
This talisman is called Taiyi Qingguang Talisman. After being activated, the talisman will turn into a blue light and shoot out.
The power of blue light is very powerful. Not to mention human flesh and blood, even a two-foot thick slab of bluestone can be penetrated instantly.
This Taiyi Clear Light Talisman is already his strongest means and also his last means to save his life.
Usually he is reluctant to use this talisman. But at this moment, he took out the talisman without hesitation.
The talisman was activated, and a green light shot directly at Chen Fan.
Shen Dan was desperate, because the green light was also blocked by this black sticky thing.
He still wanted to make a final resistance, but he had no chance. Because at this moment, the black sticky substance had completely wrapped him, leaving only his head exposed.
"You can't kill me! You can't kill me! If you kill me, you will be bewitched by that thing."
Shen Dan felt the black sticky substance squirming on his body and screamed crazily.
Although he didn't know what the changes in Chen Fan's body meant, he could tell from what Chen Fan said that this black sticky thing wanted to control Chen Fan.
He was yelling now because he wanted Chen Fan to repeat the situation just now, so that he could take this opportunity to escape.
Unexpectedly, this time Chen Fan just smiled without any other change in his facial expression: "Yes, I said I won't be dominated by the desire to kill, but that doesn't mean I don't want to kill you now. .”
It was at this moment that Shen Dan finally felt the danger.
He became frightened and kept screaming: "No. I can't die, I can't die in the hands of this monster like you."
"You're a monster...no...you're a demon!"
"Evil... you are just an evil... you are not a mortal at all..."
"You are not a human being at all...you are a murderous evil spirit..."
"I cannot die in the hands of evil spirits..."
"I am a disciple of the Shen family... If you kill me, you will be hunted down by the Shen family... You will not have a good outcome..."
"You let me go...let me go...I'll give you a good thing...I'll give you a good thing to buy my life..."
"I will capture other mortals for you to sacrifice to you...I will definitely make you kill enough..."
"If you don't want to be a mortal, I can also trick the practitioners of the Shen family into coming and killing you... As long as you let me go, as long as you can let me go..."
Shen Dan shouted incoherently, which made Chen Fan even more disgusted with him. In order to survive, he let other mortals die on his behalf, and even deceived his own people to kill him.
How can such a person deserve to live in the world?
Although Chen Fan didn't know who he was at this moment, he was not the kind of evil spirit Shen Dan said that only knew how to kill indiscriminately. Even evil spirits would not have the slightest bottom line like Shen Dan.
No matter what you are. Be it humans, demons, or anything else.
He only knew one thing, since someone wanted to kill him, he would naturally kill him back.
puff!
Shen Dan's screams stopped abruptly.
A blood hole appeared between his eyebrows, and a sharp black object could be seen faintly emerging from the back of his head.
Chen Fan also felt something like water and air passing to him from Shen Dan.
For some reason, his body instinctively rejected these things. It seems that if he absorbs these things, there will be no good results.
This feeling is very strong.
It's like knowing that there is a glass of poisoned water in front of you, but you still want to drink it.
This feeling didn't last long. Because the water-like thing did not enter his body, but was completely absorbed by the black sticky thing.
Before Chen Fan understood what was going on, he felt something else pouring into his head.
"ah!"
A splitting headache.
At this moment, Chen Fan realized that what was pouring into his head was nothing else, but Shen Dan's memory.
This memory is very huge, but the space in his head is limited and cannot hold so much information.
Even so, it felt like someone was forcing these memories into his brain. His head could be torn apart by these memories at any time.
Chen Fan hurriedly took out the San Xiang Na treasure bag and sniffed it.
He felt that his brain felt cool, and the splitting headache began to recede like a tide.
But at the same time, most of the memories belonging to Shen Dan began to be forgotten, leaving only memories of important turning points in Shen Dan's life, and a few fragmentary memories.
"call……"
The pain dissipates.
Chen Fan knelt on the ground and gasped for air, large beads of sweat dripping from his face.
He looked at the three-fragrant treasure bag in his hand, and his heart was filled with joy.
If he hadn't accidentally left this thing behind, I don't know what would have happened today.
Chen Fan didn't feel lucky for long before he felt something like water and air flowing out of the black sticky substance again and flowing into his body.
It feels like these things are not much different from when they flow out of Shen Dan's body. It's just that my body no longer rejects it as before, but rather accepts it happily.
After a week of something like water and air circulating in Chen Fan's body, it became silent and could no longer be felt.
But strangely, all the fatigue on Chen Fan's body disappeared. Both mentally and physically.
This shocked Chen Fan.
Chen Fan hurriedly searched for Shen Dan's memory. Only then did I understand that the water-like thing called Xuan Jin is something that all practitioners must have in their bodies.
Xuan Jin exists everywhere between heaven and earth. Mortals can practice as long as they have the corresponding method to absorb Xuan Jin.
Even the power of practitioners' magic is related to Xuan Jin.
In other words, if you want to become a practitioner, you must have Xuan Jin in your body, and you must be able to absorb Xuan Jin's methods.
It's just that although Chen Fan has Xuan Jin in his body at this moment, he can't feel it, nor can he feel the Xuan Jin between heaven and earth. This left Chen Fan a little confused.
Putting aside these questions that Chen Fan couldn't figure out, with a thought in his mind, the black sticky thing that had retracted into his body grew again and lay in front of him according to his will.
Chen Fan touched these black sticky things with his hands and found that they looked like flesh and blood and were very sticky. It actually feels extremely smooth and hard, not at all what it looks like.
And after Chen Fan's hand touched it, he could also feel the feeling of his own hand touching it from the black sticky substance.
This thing is as if it exists naturally, and is no different from other parts of your body.
Chen Fan thought for a moment and said, "In that case, I'll name you Alien Limb."
After taking the name, Chen Fan took back the alien limb and turned his attention to Shen Dan, who had just been killed by him.
Due to absorbing Shen Dan's memories, Chen Fan knew some of Shen Dan's thoughts.
As a practitioner, Shen felt that he was completely different from ordinary people. He even hated those ordinary people who had no power, treating them as ants.
Moreover, Shen Dan also wanted to kill Chen Fan, accuse him of being an evil spirit, and blame all the deaths of the villagers on him.
In this way, he can shape himself into a practitioner who kills evil spirits, and not only gain fame, but also gain some benefits. Moreover, he could also use this to firmly hold the Broken Immortal Order and other benefits obtained from Feng Yao in his own hands.
"Is this a god?"
Chen Fan sneered, feeling extremely contemptuous of Shen Dan in his heart.
There is an unwritten rule among practitioners. That is, practitioners should not attack ordinary people easily.
Because all practitioners are mortal before becoming practitioners.
But this Shen Dan treats ordinary people as mere livestock and kills them at will. He also wanted to use Chen Fan as a springboard for him to become famous, and even wanted to blame all the villagers' deaths on Chen Fan.
It's so shameless!
Thinking of this, Chen Fan took off all his clothes and threw them not far from the entrance of the village, letting wild beasts eat his body.
After doing all this, Chen Fan felt sad again.
He originally wanted to use money to treat these villagers, but he did not expect that when he returned to the village, he found that these villagers had already died of illness.
Facing the now lifeless village, he gathered all the corpses of the villagers together and buried them.
No matter how they were alive, at least they had someone helping them collect their bodies today, so that they would not be eaten by rats, and they finally had a place to stay.
Chen Fan buried them all on the hillside not far behind the village, bowed to them three more times, and then returned to the village alone.
After returning to the village, it was already late at night. He looked at the moon in the sky, and a feeling of loneliness came to his heart.
Everyone he knew was dead, and he was the only one left.
Where will he go from now on?
Suddenly an idea came to his mind.
Cultivation!
Since he has no worries in this world, he only has to cultivate immortality.
If he had the power like Shen Dan, then at least if the people around him were in danger, he wouldn't be as powerless as before.
Thinking of this, Chen Fan returned to his original residence and rummaged through the things he had obtained from Feng Yao and Shen Dandan.
