As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

Qi Rong focused on healing his injuries and didn't notice anything was wrong at all. If it had been before Qi Rong was injured, he would have discovered some clues.

Fang Han did not take action immediately, but waited for the best opportunity and planned to kill Qi Rong with one blow.

Because Qi Rong was a disciple of the Great Elder of the Yin Mo Sect, Fang Han was worried that Qi Rong could not be killed with one blow. It would be bad to wait for him to react and take out the life-saving thing given by the Great Elder.

"It's now, Jie Jie Jie!"

After waiting for a stick of incense, Fang Han saw that Qi Rong had completely relaxed his vigilance. With a twist of his wrist, a talisman exuding terrifying and destructive power appeared in his hand, and the Netherworld Soul Reaper Blade was also suspended next to him, ready to go.

I saw Fang Han offering the talisman in his hand towards Qi Rong, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed to heal his wounds, and the Netherworld Soul Reaper Blade also turned into a faint light and followed closely behind.

"Enjoy it, Senior Brother. Junior Brother has prepared a mid-level second-level Firebird Talisman for you, hehehehe!"

Fang Han saw that it had transformed into a three-foot-long flame bird and laughed sinisterly. At this time, Qi Rong, who was sitting cross-legged and meditating to heal his injuries, suddenly opened his eyes.

When he saw the three-foot-large flame bird shooting toward him like a meteor, Qi Rong had no time to react. He could only watch helplessly as the flames it carried engulfed him.

Qi Rong's area of ​​more than ten feet in radius was turned into a sea of ​​​​fire by the flame chicken. The temperature in the sea of ​​​​fire was at least tens of thousands of degrees. The buildings shrouded in the sea of ​​​​fire were instantly evaporated into a wisp of steam by the terrifying high temperature.

After dozens of breaths, the flames dissipated, and it was seen that wherever the mid-level second-order Fire Bird Talisman passed, it was completely destroyed. A deep pit of more than ten feet in size was blasted out at the center of the Fire Bird explosion.

At this time, in the deep pit, there was a figure whose whole body was burned black.

Fang Han glanced at it and couldn't help but frown. He controlled the Netherworld Soul Reaper Blade suspended on the top of the pit with his hand and cut it towards Qi Rong's head, which was burned to charcoal in the pit.

Just when Qi Rong was about to be divided into two halves, suddenly, a white jade pendant with three cracks hung on Qi Rong's waist, and a white light mask shrouded Qi Rong in it.

"It turns out that there is a defensive spiritual weapon that automatically protects the master. I wonder how this guy can survive under the Fire Bird Talisman, which is equivalent to a full blow in the middle stage of foundation building!"

"However, his defensive weapon is already on the verge of being scrapped and won't last long!"

Seeing that the Nether Soul Reaper Blade was blocked, Fang Han simply took out a dozen first-level talismans from his storage bag and threw them directly at Qi Rong, who turned into charcoal.

"Fang Han turns out to be you!"

"In this way, as long as you let me go, I can pretend that nothing happened. If you really dare to kill me, Master Liu Xingye will definitely not let you go!"

After Qi Rong came back to his senses, when he saw Fang Han, he recognized at a glance that Fang Han was one of the Qi Refining Perfection monks who had followed him before. He was shocked at first, and then threatened Fang Han out of the air.

But Fang Han ignored Qi Rong's threat at all. Qi Rong watched Fang Han take out a dozen talismans and throw them at him, with a trace of despair in his eyes.

The talisman turned into an overwhelming fireball, wind blade, ice cone, palm thunder, and sword energy, which immediately submerged Qi Rong again, waiting for the colorful magic light to dissipate.

I saw that Qi Rong in the pothole had been turned into a pile of black ashes. Next to the ashes, there was a white jade pendant that had been broken into pieces and a storage bag.

"Finally get rid of him!"

Fang Han took a long breath and put away the Nether Soul Reaper Blade, walked to the pit, put away the storage bag belonging to Qi Rong, and stored it in the Void Spirit Ring.

Afterwards, Fang Han used his movement skills and disappeared into the ruins of the ruins in the blink of an eye.

In the sky of Xuling Cave, at this time, Fang Hanzheng took Qi Rong's storage bag with expectation.

"I hope there will be a breakthrough in building the Heavenly Dao Foundation. The materials have been collected by Qi Rong!"

With that said, Fang Han put his consciousness into Qi Rong's storage bag. After seeing the items inside clearly, Fang Han could no longer suppress the joy on his face.

"A hundred-year-old Jade Dragon Frost, a hundred-year-old Jade Dew Fruit, a thousand-year-old Qingxuan Fruit, and Qingling Jade, hahaha!"

"Qi Rong has indeed gathered the materials for building the foundation of Heaven's Dao, but he never imagined that all of them would be used as a wedding dress for me, Fang Han!"

Fang Han calmed down after getting excited, "I have to throw away the other items in Qi Rong's storage bag, as well as the storage bag. I just need to take away the things that are needed to break through the heavenly path and build the foundation."

"I can't take risks just for a small gain. If Qirong Master Liu Xingye does any tracking method in the items, I don't know how I will die!"

After that, Fang Han took out the Hundred Years Dragon Frost, Hundred Years Jade Dew Fruit, Thousand Years Green Mysterious Fruit and Qingling Jade from Qirong's storage bag and carefully placed them in the secret compartment of the retreat room.

Then, Fang Han had an idea, and his figure reappeared in the ruins of the Shengdan Sect. He threw the storage bag belonging to Qi Rong on the ground casually, and Fang Han walked forward without looking back.

"Hehehe, I wonder which lucky person will pick up Qirong's storage bag!"

The corners of Fang Han's mouth raised as he left, revealing a malicious smile.

Just half an hour after Fang Han left, two Thousand Machine Sect disciples came to the place where Fang Han discarded the storage bag.

"Hey, why is there a storage bag here!"

One of the eleventh-level Qi Refining disciples of Qianji Sect suddenly found a storage bag beside the rubble in front of him, so he walked over and picked it up.

Another Qianji Sect disciple saw his companion picking up a storage bag and didn't take it seriously at all. He didn't think there would be anything good in it.

"This is……!"

After checking the storage bag, the eleventh-level disciple of Qi Refining of Qianji Sect almost screamed out in surprise, but he quickly reacted and pretended to be very disappointed.

"Junior brother Lu, don't have any hope that there are good things in the storage bag you picked up. If there are good things, it will be my turn!"

Apparently, another Qianji Sect disciple did not see the strange look on his face, but patted him on the shoulder and spoke seriously.

"Senior Brother Wang is right. This storage bag can be sold for more than 30 yuan of low-grade spiritual stones. No matter how small the mosquito's legs are, they are still meat. We will sell them after we leave the Qixia Secret Realm. Alas!"

After picking up the storage bag, the eleventh-level Qi Refining disciple of Qianji Sect pretended to sigh, and the man called Senior Brother Wang had no doubts.

Just like that, the Qianji Sect disciple surnamed Lu suppressed his excitement, and the Qianji Sect disciple surnamed Wang walked towards another place.

The two Qianji Sect members had no idea that they would be in catastrophe just because they picked up this storage bag and left the Qixia Secret Realm.

At the Yin Demon Sect Guiming Peak, at this time, a thunderous fury spread throughout half of the Yin Demon Sect, "Who killed my only disciple, hum! No matter which disciple it is, I, Liu Xingye, will definitely kill my beloved A disciple."

"The muscles are pulled out and the bones are pulled out, and Ba's spirit is refined day and night with golden elixir and true fire sacrifices so that he will never be reincarnated!"