"Let's go!"
The reminders from the other 26 six ancestor kings reached the ears of the sixteen kings, but it was too late.
Ning Fan's clothes were all torn, his skin turned into blood and disappeared bit by bit, his muscles, bones and blood all turned into blood, and the sword was covered with a terrifying bloody sword light.
He seemed to have turned into a bloody man, no, a blood demon!
The whole body is burning with boiling blood, with blood-colored devil horns growing on its head and eight blood wings growing on its back.
He seemed to have lost his mind. He never knew that if he used the Bingjie Style, he would be devoured by demonic thoughts.
His consciousness was sometimes blurry and sometimes clear. Bathed in the starlight from the sky, his body could barely maintain its immortality, but that was all.
The sword in his hand suddenly disappeared and merged into Ning Fan's body!
At this moment, the Sixteenth King felt a sense of danger and ran away, while the blood demon Ning Fan transformed into had a cruel smile on his lips.
laugh!
The blood demon turned into a bloody sword light, which was comparable to the escape speed of the Life Immortal, and instantly caught up with the sixteen kings.
His hands were wrapped with bloody sword light, and they had temporarily merged with Xia Huangjian!
With two hands, he tore the sixteen kings in half. The cut was as smooth as a mirror, as if he had been cut by a sharp sword!
Ning Fan waved his hand to explore, and captured the soul of the sixteen kings alive. He swallowed it in one gulp, and the grim look on his face became even stronger!
"ah!"
The screams of the sixteen kings spread throughout the thirty-three days in an instant!
The 40,000 Buried Immortal Clan members were all fighting, and the Nine Ancestors and Eighteen Kings also felt a cold air rising from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.
Kill the Sanxian with one blow!
The sixteen kings with dignified cultivation as loose immortals were killed by Ning Fan with one blow!
That is an ancestor king!
"This kid destroyed his body to be able to perform such a powerful move. If he uses this magical power a second time, he will definitely perish. We don't have to be afraid of him. Let's take action together to kill this kid!"
The Sixth Patriarch finished his words. All the remaining 26 ancestor kings rushed towards Ning Fan!
They couldn't give Ning Fan time to desperately use his second sword, otherwise, one of their ancestors would fall!
The price is too high!
The bloody light around Ning Fan gradually faded. One attack is only enough to kill one Loose Immortal.
He truly felt that after performing the Bingjie Style, his Taoist mind was filled with energy. A demonic thought is so deep that it is difficult to erase.
The so-called sword demon inheritance, if you cultivate it to the extreme, you will naturally become a demon...
It's just that this demon is a murderous and cold-blooded demon, which is completely different from Ning Fan's demonic way.
This evil thought remains in the heart, which is extremely harmful to Ning Fan and will definitely affect his path to becoming an immortal.
Most people would have died long ago after performing the Soldier Discipline twice, so who would care about this evil thought.
Ning Fan is different, he has the black star to heal himself. Even though he used the Soldier Relief Style, his injuries healed quickly. Although his body was seriously injured, it was still not destroyed.
However, the evil thoughts are still deeply rooted.
If you don't use the Soldier Release Style once, there will be more demonic thoughts.
When the limit that Ning Fan can bear is exceeded, Ning Fan will be swallowed up by the demonic thoughts and become another demon that cannot be recognized by his relatives.
It's just that Ning Fan has no choice. He can't compete with so many ancestor kings, and he is the only one he can rely on. This is the only technique left.
"Silly brother..." In the Xuanyin world, Luo You sighed and closed his eyes.
Now, she couldn't give Ning Fan any help on this occasion.
"The soldiers are relieved..."
A cold voice sounded, and Ning Fan transformed into a blood demon once again.
At the moment when he displayed his tactics. All the 26 ancestor kings were stunned for a moment, and no one dared to be the first to rush forward to resist Ning Fan's sword light.
"Jie Jie, who is going to die..." The blood demon smiled fiercely, and with a flash of sword light, he appeared in front of the great ancestor.
The great ancestor was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. Raising his hand, he held up a golden ring and struck it towards the Blood Demon Heavenly Spirit.
The blood demon smiled even more sinisterly, and with a grasp of the five fingers, the ring treasure was cut into countless pieces.
With another hand, he tore off the Great Ancestor's arm and swallowed it in one gulp.
"Ah!" Great Ancestor screamed, and in the next moment, his other arm was torn off and eaten by the blood demon.
Tear it up bit by bit, eat it bit by bit, but no ancestor king dares to rescue the great ancestor, and watch the great ancestor being stuttered by the blood demon all his life!
They dare not get close!
They know that before the death of the Great Ancestor, the strength of the Blood Demon will not disappear, and whoever comes close will die!
"If what I have predicted is correct, the technique this boy used will destroy his physical body the first time, and his soul the second time... After two times, he will definitely die, which saves us the trouble of killing him. It’s a pity that the great ancestor and the sixteen kings died tragically..."
"That's all, I'll go get those two women later and help the ancestor to resurrect..."
As soon as the remaining 25 ancestor kings finished speaking, they received extremely horrified looks!
Ning Fan, who had used the Discipline Style twice in succession, was still not dead!
He was still a blood demon, and he used the Soldier Dismantling Style for the third time!
The demonic thoughts are deeper!
Ning Fan's consciousness became even more blurred, and he was only supported by a trace of obsession, vowing to protect Weiliang unscathed.
His body gradually began to lose control, he gritted his teeth, transformed into a blood demon, and rushed towards the center of a group of ancestor kings.
The expressions of all the ancestor kings changed greatly. With the Blood Demon as the center of the circle, they retreated one after another. Each of them sacrificed his life treasure and attacked the Blood Demon.
The blood demon sneered coldly, raised his fingers and pointed randomly, and the magic weapons at the peak of Immortal Void turned into powder one after another.
Then, he transformed into a sword and rushed towards an ancestor king, piercing the ancestor king's Dantian with one claw, easily crushing his soul.
"Eighteen kings!" The three ancestor kings roared, forgetting their fear of the blood demon for a moment, and rushed towards the blood demon.
The blood demon's eyes flashed with crazy evil thoughts. He had only one thought at the moment, and that was to kill all the enemies here!
Disband the troops! Disband the troops! Disband the troops!
The evil thoughts are planted deeper and deeper!
The Blood Demon directly overcame the attacks of the three Ancestor Kings, and the injuries sustained were healed instantly under the Star Technique!
He sneered and clicked three fingers, and the three ancestor kings were immediately cut into countless pieces of rotten flesh by the blood!
"Who else!" The Blood Demon licked his tongue, and there were still blood stains on the corners of his mouth from eating the Great Ancestor alive.
In just ten breaths, six ancestor kings have fallen here!
The remaining 21 ancestor kings were all timid.
Even if they are facing thirty or forty scattered immortals, even if they are defeated, they will not be timid.
But the blood demon transformed by Ning Fan was too terrifying. It was not a human at all, but a demon!
What the world calls demon cultivators, that is, mostly refers to demonic cultivation techniques.
Even if it is an ancient demon, that word "magic" still refers to the magic method.
There are also good-hearted people in demon cultivators. The ancient demon also has a soft-hearted daughter.
However, the blood demon in front of me has nothing to do with his magic, it comes from the evil thoughts deep in his heart!
Cruel, cold-blooded. Ruthless, despicable, cunning, evil...
This demon is a crazy demon who can kill all enemies for the obsession in his heart. play hard!
However, this demon is so powerful that it is probably just like an ordinary Life Immortal. If you encounter such a fierce and fearless blood demon, you should think twice and avoid the attack for the time being.
Who else could kill six Loose Immortals in an instant besides the Life Immortal!
At this moment, Ning Fan, who was using his military tactics without any restrictions, was no different from the Immortal of Destiny!
"Retreat! Let's retreat! This demon is invincible, and we can only give up on resurrecting the ancestor for the time being... If I wait for death, the ancestor will really never be resurrected again!"
"People of the Burial Immortal Clan, listen to the order. All the monks below the Broken Six Realm should stay here to block this demon! Give us a chance to escape!"
The second ancestor gave the order, turned around and left without saying a word, not daring to capture Mingque and Mu Weiliang again.
The other ancestors also gritted their teeth, suppressed the panic in their hearts, turned around and ran away. If you continue to stay. Certain death.
The monks above Sui Liu were all equally terrified. Even the ancestor king was easily killed by the blood demon. How could they dare to die? It would be great to be able to escape.
More than 40,000 strong men under Broken Five were left behind by the ancestor kings.
They knew in their hearts that they and others would have no chance of surviving in the hands of the Blood Demon. For now, they could only fight to the death to ensure the continuation of the clan.
"Jiejiejiejie. Can you run away? The troops are ready! The troops are ready! The troops are ready!"
The blood demon sneered, and his whole body suddenly shattered into pieces, turning into a roll of billions of bloody sword lights, and the sword lights swept across the sky in an instant.
He walked step by step behind 40,000 people. Behind him, all 40,000 Buried Immortal Clan experts fell into countless blood mist!
"Wha, what! 280 Shattered Void and 40,000 Refined Void were unable to stop this demon even half a step! Damn it, except for us and the ancestor kings, everyone stayed behind to preserve the bloodline of the Buried Immortal Clan!"
"...yes!"
Following the order from King Ancestor, 45 strong men from Broken Six and Broken Seven stood in front of the Blood Demon.
The 21 ancestor kings fled for their lives.
"It's just rubbish...dismissal!"
laugh!
The blood demon sneered, shattered into countless bloody lights, and disappeared without a trace.
The next moment, he appeared behind 45 strong men.
The expressions of the 45 old monsters from Broken Six and Broken Seven were all fixed on their faces.
The next moment, everyone's heads flew high into the air, blood splattering on the clouds. The bloody sword energy invaded the body and strangled their souls instantly!
The blood demon didn't even look at the corpses, Dao fruits, and storage bags all over the ground.
He just stared at the 21 ancestor kings escaping in front of him and licked his tongue with a bloodthirsty expression.
Stomp hard and crush all the loot!
He likes to destroy!
For him, killing is the most fun thing.
After being defeated so many times, Ning Fan's Taoist heart has been deeply eroded by demonic thoughts, and his Taoist heart has been lost.
Stepping on 8,800 black starlights, the Blood Demon chased behind the Seventeenth King in an instant, transformed into a giant 50,000-foot-long monster, and swallowed the Seventeenth King alive with a big mouthful.
As soon as the seventeen kings were swallowed into the belly of the blood demon, they were chopped to pieces by the blood light. They screamed and died unexpectedly!
This is the power of the military solution style!
This is the reason why Xitianbing Jie Zong is so famous!
Exchanging death for death is a technique that only madmen can perform. Bing Jiezong is a gathering place for madmen!
It's just that the disciples of the Bingjie Sect perform the Bingjie Swordsmanship for the sake of war, for the sect, and for the righteousness in their hearts.
Blood Demon is different.
At first, Ning Fan used the Bingjie Style to protect Mu Weiliang. Now, he has degenerated into a blood demon. He only has killing in his heart and does not recognize his relatives!
"Seventeen Kings!"
The Nine Kings gritted their teeth and looked at the Blood Demon. They wanted to volunteer to stay and stop the Blood Demon. The next moment, they were torn into pieces by the Blood Demon.
The Eighth Patriarch was trembling all over. When the blood demon chased him behind him, he wanted to beg for mercy, but the blood demon ignored his plea for mercy and didn't even bother to accept him as a slave.
Blood Demon, just wants to kill!
In an instant, the Eight Ancestors were torn into pieces!
The Fifth Patriarch was swallowed by the Blood Demon, the Four Kings were chewed alive by the Blood Demon, and the Eleventh King was trampled into a pulp by the Blood Demon.
One by one, the ancestor kings with astonishing cultivation levels fell one after another. In the end, only the thirteen kings were left...
The Thirteen Kings did not dare to run away and gritted their teeth. He rushed towards the Blood Demon, exploded his body, and tried to die together with the Blood Demon.
His death did hit the Blood Demon a little hard.
Ning Fan's body glowed with blood. He exited the blood demon body and half-knelt on the ground, with wounds all over his body.
There is no time to cure, even if the star magic is powerful, there is no time to cure.
The military dismantling style has been used too many times...
And he. One person slaughtered the entire Immortal Burial Clan!
The price is that the Taoist heart is completely filthy and corroded by evil thoughts...
Ning Fan forced himself to stand up, but found that his hands and feet were almost out of control.
He still has some sense at the moment because he was severely hit by the last ancestor king's demonic thoughts.
But if he recovers from his injuries later, he will become possessed again and lose all reason, even if he does not use the military solution...
Price, price...
Nothing in this world requires a price.
"We must go back early. Take Wei Liang away, and find a way to temporarily suppress the evil thoughts...before I completely lose my mind."
Ning Fan gritted his teeth, ignored the scattered storage bags on the ground, set up the golden ancient sword, and galloped back all the way.
He scattered 8,800 black stars above his head, but the star magic was still in his body and he could instinctively heal itself.
His injuries are recovering bit by bit.
The demonic thoughts that had been slightly dispersed were also recovering.
His eyes were blood red, and he was gradually losing his mind, but he gritted his teeth and endured.
When returning to the Immortal Tree. He was angry and cold, with a cold smile on his lips.
He was once again invaded by demonic thoughts!
One person slaughtered 27 loose immortals, and the evil energy on his body was extremely terrifying. Even the immortal will be deeply afraid when he sees it.
When Lu Xiu and others saw Ning Fan return, and then saw Ning Fan's evil aura rising to the sky, they knew that Ning Fan must have killed all the nine ancestors and eighteen kings, and they were all shocked.
Especially Ning Fan at this moment gave them an extremely strange feeling. That sinister smile was so bloodthirsty that it made people shudder.
Mu Weiliang has been completely resurrected, but has not yet awakened.
The immortal tree has completely withered and its vitality has disappeared.
"Master, you're back! I thought you were going to die, I'm so scared!"
Seeing that Ning Fan had returned safely, Sanmo burst into tears of joy.
Don't get me wrong, he was worried that Ning Fan would die because he was imprisoned by Ning Fan.
Ning Fan is the master. If the master dies, the slave will die... He is afraid that he will be implicated by Ning Fan and die.
"San... Mo..." Ning Fan's eyes flashed with blood, and he looked at San Mo with a sneer. With a finger, he started to fight again.
In an instant, he transformed into the body of a blood demon, and with one finger of sword light, he was enough to instantly kill the loose demon.
Seeing this situation, Sanmo was almost scared to death. He couldn't catch this sword light at all, and he would definitely die!
At the critical moment, Ning Fan suddenly showed a look of struggle in his eyes. He suddenly waved his hand and shot the bloody sword light far away, avoiding Sanmo.
The power of a sword instantly flattened the land thousands of miles away, and blood shot into the sky.
"Brother Pancake's situation is not right! Brother Pancake, look at me quickly, I'm Mingque! Don't you recognize me!"
Ming Que showed an anxious look. Ning Fan at this moment made her feel so strange.
When he saw Ming Que, the Blood Demon licked his tongue and wanted to eat the Pill Demon in one bite.
The next moment, the blood demon suddenly beat his chest involuntarily, and with a finger of sword light, he punched a bloody hole in his chest.
Slightly dispelled the demonic thoughts...
Ning Fan exited the body of the Blood Demon, his eyes clearing up again.
How could he be willing to hurt Ming Que...
Now that the demonic thoughts have penetrated deeply into his heart, only by seriously injuring himself can he dissipate the demonic thoughts and temporarily regain half of his sanity.
"Is this the price you pay for your sword-fighting skills... Is it worth it..." Si Wuxie bit her lip.
If she does this again, there is still a way to help Ning Fan suppress his demonic thoughts.
Her clone couldn't help Ning Fan at all.
"Is it worth it..." Ning Fan smiled bitterly, but he would still laugh.
Step by step towards the green coffin, looking at Mu Weiliang in the coffin, he felt a little relieved.
He said he would not let her die again.
Now, can we barely fulfill that promise...
"Little butterfly...little butterfly..."
As if she felt Ning Fan approaching, Mu Weiliang gently opened her eyes, looking at Ning Fan with pure eyes, confused, puzzled, and happy.
"You are a little butterfly...who am I..."
All her damaged memories were given to Ning Fan, who saw the destruction of heaven.
Now, she has forgotten everything, and the only thing she remembers is Ning Fan.
Only that butterfly is left... even if everything is forgotten. I won't forget that butterfly either.
She remembered that she had been waiting for the little butterfly for a long time, and now she finally waited...
"You are Mu Weiliang."
"Mu...wei...liang..."
She supported her body lightly. Sitting up from the green coffin, Ning Fan quickly supported her and carried her out of the green coffin.
From today on, this green coffin is no longer needed.
But a scene that surprised Ning Fan appeared immediately.
Mu Weiliang left the green coffin. The lotus steps moved lightly, and after taking the first step, the figure gradually became smaller and the appearance became more childish.
The appearance of a sixteen-year-old girl suddenly turned into a twelve-year-old one.
She took a step here, and her appearance and figure changed again, becoming nine years old.
Another step, becoming six years old.
Six-year-old Mu Weiliang, looking like a girl, timidly held Ning Fan's hand.
She remembered this with her little butterfly. She didn't want to let go.
"Little Butterfly, why have I become shorter?" She tilted her head, expressing confusion.
Ning Fan frowned and looked at Si Wuxie, equally puzzled.
"The new soul she reshaped has not yet grown up and is still very weak. The body also cooperates with the soul and turns into a childlike face... Only by taking 'Fairy Soul Grass' can the soul be nourished. It will grow again... "
"Immortal Soul Grass? Can you get some?" Ning Fan asked with a frown.
"No... this grass is only found in the Dongtian Immortal World. Within Dongtian, there is a fairy soul star with a clan on it. It is called the Soul Clan, and they are good at growing this grass... However, the Soul Clan has been destroyed. I don't know this. Can we still find grass..." Si Wuxie sighed.
"Little butterfly? Can't I grow up?" Mu Weiliang showed a frustrated expression.
After reshaping her new soul, her mental age seemed to have become smaller, and she was completely a child version of Mu Weiliang.
"No, you will grow up. Trust me, Immortal Soul Grass..."
Ning Fan flicked his sleeves and put the green coffin into his storage bag. He looked at the trophies near the immortal tree, thought about it, and collected them one by one.
"Your demonic thoughts are very troublesome... If you are willing, I will privately give you a place to ascend and take you back to the West to suppress the demonic thoughts..." Although Si Wuxie's tone was cold, Ning Fan could hear a hint of concern.
"no..."
Ning Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly. Si Wuxie was the Holy Maiden of the West, so it was enough to openly give Ning Fan a place for promotion. If he gave the place privately, he would be in big trouble.
He didn't want to implicate Si Wuxie.
Of course, if Ning Fan is openly given a quota, Ning Fan will inevitably be investigated by Kunlun Yaochi.
Once the identity of the ancient demon is exposed, there is almost no chance of his survival in Xitian... The Buddhist Sect of Xitian will kill the ancient demon quickly...
"Hmph, I never told you not to take advantage of me." Si Wuxie frowned, feeling a little unhappy.
"What are the evil thoughts? Can you suppress the evil thoughts by eating more delicious food? I have a lot of delicious food here, all for you!"
Mingque untied the storage bag filled with elixirs and handed it to Ning Fan.
Ning Fan waved his hand, somewhat dumbfounded.
In Mingque's mind, eating is omnipotent...
boom!
Thirty-three days ago, the earth suddenly trembled.
Under this tremor, a life-immortal level pressure suddenly rolled towards Ning Fan and others.
In an instant, Ning Fan's expression changed drastically!
"Junior, you are very courageous. You killed everyone in my Immortal Burial Clan and even blocked my resurrection plan. Tell me how I should punish you!"
boom! boom! boom!
Under the earth for these thirty-three days, there was a powerful Immortal of Life sleeping!
The powerful man of Immortal Life was punching the earth's seal with each punch, trying to escape from this place!
"Alchemy Demon, and the woman who sucked up all my immortal trees... How about leaving these two women behind, and I'll let you live?"
boom! boom! boom!
The earth is cracking open little by little, and a fierce man is breaking out of the seal little by little!
His murderous intention has already been targeted at Mingque and Mu Weiliang!
"I have received information that the nine ancestors and eighteen kings of the Immortal Burial Clan have gone to great lengths to resurrect their ancestor...ancient burial! It is said that the ancient burial was a quasi-emperor at its peak. Now it seems that the resurrection has been destroyed by us. The big plan is to only restore the realm of Life Immortal, but it is definitely not something we can compete with! We must escape from the Ancient Heaven before he breaks the seal!"
Si Wuxie looked a little panicked.
A quasi-emperor level figure, just one step away from becoming an Immortal Emperor!
Even if this kind of character has just been resurrected and has not yet returned to his peak cultivation level, no one present can compete with him!
"This person is invincible! You all enter this realm, and I will be responsible for escaping!"
Ning Fan caressed Yuan Yao Yu, and brought Si Wuxie, Ming Que, and Mu Weiliang all into the Yuan Yao realm, and put the scattered demons into the sealed devil bag.
Without saying a word, Black Star healed the blood hole in his chest, and the demonic thoughts that had dispersed in his body were reunited.
He once again transformed into a blood demon. Lose all sanity!
Disband the troops!
Even the arrogant and bloodthirsty Blood Demon did not dare to defeat the Ancient Buried Ancestor.
Without saying a word, the blood demon turned into a bloody light and rushed straight to the thirty-second floor.
"Oh? The escape speed is not slow. But you may not be able to escape from my palm. Open!"
boom!
After a loud noise, an abyss thousands of miles wide opened in the earth.
A young man with white hair looked at the direction Ning Fan fled and licked his tongue.
"Let's see how long you, a junior, can escape."
laugh!
The white-haired boy chased Ning Fan straight to the thirty-second floor. Thirty-one floors, thirty floors...
Pursuing him one level at a time, Ning Fan forced his troops to perform various moves to maintain his body as a blood demon, and the load on his talismans was getting bigger and bigger.
The white-haired boy looked determined to win.
He firmly believed that even if he had not recovered to his peak cultivation level, it would still be easy to defeat a Broken Sixth Junior.
...
The twenty-ninth level of ancient heaven.
Chang Shan looked at the destroyed ghost-raising formation and was horrified.
This is the ghost-raising formation that the ancestors spent countless efforts to set up, and it was actually destroyed...
This time he returned to his clan. How should I report this matter to my ancestor? I wonder if the angry ancestor will draw out his soul to make elixirs...
"We must catch the pill demon, bring it back to the sect, and atone for our sins! Huh! Last time I was careless and was attacked by the woman in white. This time I am fully prepared and I will definitely be able to take the pill demon away!"
"Oh? I didn't expect that the elixir demon is already on the 30th floor. Well, it's already on the 29th floor!"
Chang Shan held a compass in his hand, locating the direction of the elixir demon, and galloped away in a certain direction.
A few days later, he noticed it from a distance. There is a very familiar smell ahead.
Ning Fan's aura!
"Found it! Catching this child is equivalent to catching the Dan Demon! This child is just a broken six. If I attack him secretly, I can capture this child. It will be a piece of cake!"
Chang Shan took a pill, disappeared, and hid here.
In the distance, a bloody light was getting closer and closer.
The escaping light gave Chang Shan a sense of uneasiness, and he always felt that something was out of his control.
He didn't think much about it. When the bloody light was approaching, he jumped out, stopped in front of 'Ning Fan', and sneered.
"Junior, hand over the elixir demon, I will leave your whole body alone!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he was suddenly startled.
But he saw that the one he blocked was Ning Fan, it was clearly a monster shrouded in blood!
No, to be precise, this person is indeed Ning Fan, but the situation seems a bit weird!
The evil aura in Ning Fan was so powerful that Chang Shan panicked.
The heavy pressure on Ning Fan's body made Chang Shan unable to breathe!
This is ridiculous! He was a dignified Sanxian, but he showed his cowardice in front of a Broken Sixth cultivator!
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Ning Fan, who transformed into a blood demon, had no intention of talking nonsense with Chang Shan.
Subconsciously, Ning Fan remembered that Chang Shan was an enemy, so naturally he would not stop the evil thoughts from killing people.
The blood demon raised his finger, and countless blood rays immediately came towards Chang Shan. The fierce wind pressure made Chang Shan's face hurt!
His eyes widened in disbelief, and he could not understand why Ning Fan, who had broken the sixth level of cultivation, could make such an amazing sword strike.
However, he should be able to take this sword. After all, he is a powerful Sanxian...
After taking several pills, Chang Shan's cultivation skyrocketed, and he was extremely conceited and used his hands to extinguish the light of the sword.
The next moment, with a confident expression on his face, he was killed by the bloody sword light and turned into a pulp.
Only one spirit rolled up his storage bag in horror and escaped from the body, trembling with coldness.
"The soldiers have been disbanded! He has already been disarmed! How is this possible! How did he maintain the state of disarmament and fly away! Why doesn't his physical body collapse!"
"Want to leave?" The blood demon showed a cold smile, and with a flash of blood, he swallowed Chang Shan's soul in one gulp.
Storage bag? After thinking about it, I just collected it.
That was Ning Fan's will at work. Ning Fan suspected that Chang Shan had a secret treasure on his body and could search for Ming Que's traces.
He wants to destroy this treasure!
Even before his death, Chang Shan could not believe that he would be instantly killed by Ning Fan, who had always looked down upon him!
The blood demon beheaded Chang Shan and continued to escape to the lower level without saying a word.
Behind him, a white-haired boy chased him all the way. Whenever he encountered monsters, he would kill them and swallow their blood to regain his strength.
His cultivation is recovering bit by bit...
"You can't run away!" The white-haired boy smiled coldly, showing his white teeth.
The teeth were covered with animal blood. (To be continued.)
