When the little savage arrived at the Liantian Demon Realm, he placed Zhao Fan's powder sea particles in the void and stagnated, then put away the chaos warship and went in with Bei'er Daojun and Duo'er Daojun.
Zhao Fan looked at the entrance, and then he took long steps and shuttled forward in the void.
…
Liantian Demon Realm.
Zhao Fan looked in all directions, and wherever he looked, there were only two figures. It seemed that they were the demon spirits that Duo'er had described. Although they were a bit ugly, they had the characteristics of demon spirits, that is, their skin exuded... The black luster, the stronger the demon spirit, the darker the luster, and the lightest one is equivalent to the entry-level Sanpaojun.
The black light on the two demon spirits was average, and they were probably in the middle of three steps.
Zhao Fan was about to walk over.
As a result, the bodies of the two demon spirits were stacked on top of each other, constantly moving.
"Huh? What the hell, show me this as soon as you get here!"
Zhao Fan couldn't bear to kill them anymore, so he quietly waited for the other party to finish.
The wait lasted two hours.
They finally separated, and then they started fighting, with an attitude of sworn hatred. Either you die or I die!
"This... we are just like glue, and now we are turning against each other?"
Zhao Fan stared at this scene with his eyes widened in disbelief.
at the same time.
The two demon spirits noticed the appearance of Zhao Fan, an uninvited guest, and glanced here. Since Zhao Fan had isolated his own aura fluctuations, the demon spirits thought he was a soft persimmon, so they ignored him and wanted to separate first. Come here to deal with him if you fight to the death.
"enough!"
Zhao Fan strode in front of them with a meteoric stride, and struck the ground in the middle with his knife, creating a deep ravine in time and space.
The fluctuations in power made the two demon spirits tremble in fear, and they crawled on the ground as if begging for mercy.
Zhao Fan understood the language spoken. After knowing that there was no communication barrier, he asked: "What are you two doing?"
"Report to the superior demon!" One of the demon spirits with ram's horns and a long fiery tail said, "We are practicing!"
Shangyao is a being in the Liantian Demon Realm who is said to be stronger than himself.
They knew that strong men would come from outside the world from time to time, and they always thought they were mutated demon spirits that were like this.
"Practice?"
Zhao Fan stared at them suspiciously, "Just like they were stacked together? That's obviously... giving birth to a little demon!"
"No, no, we are really practicing."
Another demon with furry ears began to explain...
After Zhao Fan listened, he understood how the demon spirits practiced. The two demon spirits first merged, and the demon powers blended and entwined with each other, and then they condensed two demon pills, one for each side. If you can kill the opponent, you can obtain the opponent's one, which is equivalent to double efficiency.
"interesting."
Zhao Fan asked with a smile: "Bring the Demon Spirit Pearl, I won't make it difficult for you."
"ah……"
The two demon spirits showed expressions of unwillingness to live or die.
The demon spirit bead is their fundamental lifeline.
If you fall under normal circumstances, your strength will not change when you are reborn.
But if the demon spirit bead is taken away and then falls, the strength will return to the threshold of the three-step demon king, and then it will take a long time to condense the initial demon spirit energy into the demon spirit bead again.
"No?"
Zhao Fan narrowed his eyes and was filled with murderous intent!
"Give……"
The two demon spirits complied obediently. They felt that they had no chance at all in front of this powerful outer demon. Even if they wanted to die, they might as well give away the demon spirit beads and gather them again. In this way, they would avoid their demise. , and the strength will not return to its original state.
After a while.
The two black demon spirit beads were still warm in hand.
Zhao Fan played with it for a while, and the temperature disappeared.
"Have you ever seen three foreign demon spirits?" Zhao Fan waved his finger, and the images of the little wild man and the sister flower appeared in front of them vividly.
"never seen it."
"No."
The two demon spirits shook their heads.
Zhao Fan thought for a moment, then asked from a different angle: "Have you heard of a powerful demon spirit appearing somewhere recently?"
"This has!"
The plush-eared demon spirit nodded and said: "Three great demons have risen in the Bone Burial Mountain area in the west. Within ten days, they have swept away the entire Bone Burial Mountain forces, and announced the establishment of a new force, 'Wanjun' House'!"
Wanjun Mansion?
Ten days...
Zhao Fan could tell with his toes that they were the three little savages. It was most likely that he was afraid that he would not be able to find them, so he used this method to remind them.
"How far is Bone Burial Mountain?" Zhao Fan asked.
"It's a long day's journey."
The goat-horned fire-tailed demon spirit said: "Not close."
"Well, I hope you didn't lie to me." After Zhao Fan finished speaking, he shuttled towards the west without looking back. He found that in the Liantian Demon Realm, the speed itself was not limited, but the time and space in it were like a mesh, moving forward After a certain distance, it is like hitting an invisible wall and getting stuck, and you have to start again. You cannot make a coherent shuttle, which is equivalent to limiting the speed in disguise.
Therefore, it takes a whole day without stopping to reach Bone Burial Mountain, which can normally be reached with just one stick of incense.
