Cultivation of immortality by toad starts with cultivating demons

Looking at the calm-looking gray-robed monk, Mo Fan frowned slightly.

He didn't find the slightest fear on this guy's face, but his expression was indifferent, as if he didn't care about the upcoming battle.

This alerted Mo Fan and he understood that the other party was either quite arrogant or had real means and trump cards, so he was not afraid of him.

Judging from this guy's behavior from the beginning, he seemed to be hiding himself everywhere, making himself the least conspicuous among the six people. He was always paddling, which led to him surviving to the end.

Could such a guy be an arrogant man?

Mo Fan narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled: "I see, have you been waiting for those guys to die?"

"This way you can have all the resources to yourself, including the contents of their storage bags!"

The gray-robed monk paused slightly when he heard this, with a smile on his face, and looked at Mo Fan, "I thought monsters were all stupid idiots, but I didn't expect you monster to be quite smart."

"Is it just because you are a master of Qi Refining that you don't take me seriously?" Mo Fan frowned.

"You can say so if you want."

The gray-robed monk smiled, then raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it at Mo Fan, grinning and saying: "But I am not an ordinary Qi Refining Perfection, but a cultivation genius with dual spiritual root talents!"

Dual spiritual roots?

Is it a qualification classification for human monks?

Mo Fan murmured in his heart, and then grinned as well, "That's good, I like to fight with geniuses. If I can kill you, it means that my strength is better than a genius like you!"

"What a brazen fellow!"

After the gray-robed monk said this, his whole body moved instantly, much faster than before, turning into an afterimage and heading straight towards Mo Fan.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the sword sounded, and a nearly ten-foot-long sword energy slashed towards Mo Fan.

Mo Fan had no expression on his face, and kicked the sleeping Lu Tantan away from his feet. Then the demonic aura filled the air, and the gold bricks that were about ten feet long stood up in front of him, blocking him.

"when--"

A huge buzzing sound sounded, and the gold brick trembled, but it was not damaged at all.

"So what about Qi Refining Dzogchen?"

"Grandpa, I will kill you without fail!"

Mo Fan jumped up in the air, turned over, grabbed the upper corner of the gold brick, swung it over his head, and smashed it down towards the gray-robed monk below!

Swish!Swish!Swish...!

At the critical moment, the gray-robed monk slashed out several swords one after another, and one after another astonishing sword energy suddenly shot out, trying to knock away the falling gold bricks.

However, his expression changed drastically in the end, and he had underestimated the weight of the gold bricks.

How can a few sword energy blow away tens of thousands of kilograms of gold bricks?

He was about to smash the gray-robed monk into a pulp, but the other party didn't panic at all. He just made a hand and the ground in front of him suddenly trembled.

Rumbling--

In an instant, the earth shook, and a huge stone pillar rushed out of the earth, springing up like bamboo shoots after a rain, and directly withstood the falling gold bricks!

Ok?

Mo Fan was a little surprised when he saw this, but immediately roared: "Break it!"

boom--

The stone pillars exploded and the gold bricks fell to the ground, causing the earth to shake. Endless sand and fallen leaves flew into the air, and cracks spread several feet away on the ground.

What made Mo Fan feel regretful was that the gray-robed monk actually got out of the way in advance and was not harmed at all.

"This magic weapon is good, I like it!"

A flash of greed flashed in the gray-robed monk's eyes, and he became interested in the golden brick magic weapon in Mo Fan's hand.

"Then it depends on whether you take your life or not!"

Mo Fan snorted coldly, carrying the gold bricks and went straight to the gray-robed monk!

Boom!Boom!Boom...!

As Mo Fan ran, the ground trembled slightly, as if there were drums and a group of beasts running around, with an astonishing momentum.

Upon seeing this, the gray-robed monk casually threw the flying sword, quickly formed seals with his hands, and finally pointed at Mo Fan, shouting in a deep voice: "Hey!"

As the voice of the gray-robed monk rang out, the ground suddenly shook.

Rumbling--

In an instant, one thick stalagmite after another broke out of the ground and stabbed towards Mo Fan.

"Is this your method?"

"But so!"

Mo Fan grinned ferociously and waved the gold brick in his hand, erupting with a terrifying force of more than [-] kilograms. Every time he swung it, a stalagmite would be smashed into powder!

The gray-robed monk is really strong, much stronger than the five guys before.

This made Mo Fan unconsciously excited.

It was as if the blood in his body was boiling in the fight with such a strong man!

This is the excitement that comes from the blood!

Mo Fan had a ferocious smile on his face, and he seemed to be going crazy. He seemed to be waving the gold brick magic weapon tirelessly, smashing stalagmites one after another. He was moving at an alarming speed, heading straight towards the gray-robed monk!

Seeing Mo Fan getting closer and closer, the gray-robed monk's calm and calm face suddenly turned gloomy. Then he casually took out two talismans from the storage bag on his waist and stuck them on his legs, turned around and ran away!

"Want to escape again?"

Mo Fan snorted coldly, and took out two divine walking talismans and stuck them on his legs. He jumped a few feet away and approached the gray-robed monk after a few ups and downs.

"die!"

Mo Fan swung the gold brick in his hand and smashed it on the gray-robed monk's head!

At the moment of life and death, the gray-robed monk was not surprised but happy. After turning around, a sarcastic look appeared on his face, "It's you who deserve to die!"

He made a fist with both hands, and several stone pillars appeared on the ground again. At the same time, thick vines spread out from the grass not far away, as if giant pythons directly wrapped around Mo Fan's limbs and body, It was bound in place.

At the same time, the gray-robed monk casually took out several talismans and bombarded Mo Fan.

"call out!"

At the last moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and the flying sword that he had thrown out broke out of the ground and headed straight for Mo Fan!

This is a sure-fire situation that the gray-robed monk has already planned!

Boom boom boom...

A series of explosions were heard, and the talismans were completely activated, turning into balls of pyrotechnic bombs and drowning Mo Fan!

"It's just a middle-stage monster. He's so difficult to deal with, but he will die in my hands in the end!"

Seeing the scene of flames soaring into the sky in front of him, the gray-robed monk breathed a sigh of relief. He only felt a little weak all over and his face was a little pale.

This battle consumed too much of his spiritual energy and a lot of his collection methods.

"I hope this harvest can make up for my losses, otherwise I will suffer a big loss!"

The gray-robed monk took a deep breath, and then walked slowly towards the light of the fire, but when he was halfway there, his body stiffened and he stopped.

He looked forward in disbelief, only to see a golden door panel standing on the ground, seemingly blocking all the firelight.

"Feijian's contact was interrupted..."

The gray-robed monk gritted his teeth, then let out a muffled groan, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Damn it, I should have thought of it earlier. This guy's magical power is so weird that he can swallow flying swords!"

The gray-robed monk whispered, with a look of extreme unwillingness on his face. He quickly took out two more magical talismans from the storage bag and attached them to his legs.

"What, are you ready to run away again?"

Suddenly, a sarcastic voice came, and the gray-robed monk looked over subconsciously, only to be met with a pair of scarlet vertical pupils.

Supernatural power, charming eyes!

In an instant, the gray-robed monk froze on the spot.

With a low roar, Mo Fan used brute force to break away the thick vines that bound his body, and immediately opened his mouth to the gray-robed monk!

"call out!"

A stream of light flew out of his mouth, and there was a sound of breaking through the air.

The gray-robed monk was dead, his head cut off directly to the ground by the flying sword.

"Qi-refining Dzogchen monk, nothing more than that!"

"Ahem... Being killed by your own flying sword is worthy of your reputation as a genius!"

Mo Fan coughed twice, and there was blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. He looked down and saw a wound on his chest that penetrated his robe, and blood was flowing out.

Mo Fan frowned slightly, ignoring the injuries on his body, and went directly to the body of the gray-robed monk. With a casual move, he took the storage bag on his waist into his hand, then opened his mouth and swallowed the flying sword not far away into his body. space.

After doing all this, he turned back to find Lu Tantan and found that this guy had completely passed out...