The crazy junior sister Yin turned into a dog, and the sky was full of gods and Buddhas and took a d

Green light spots surrounded Ming Fan. The power of the dragon soul in the light spots penetrated into Ming Fan's body, gradually integrated with her soul, turned into soul power, and was absorbed by her soul.

Ming Fan sat down leaning on Long Yuan's body, adjusted his breathing on the spot, and absorbed the power of the dragon soul.

There was a burning sensation in her limbs, but she felt that her soul was growing stronger little by little.

Although Mingfan's spiritual consciousness was strong before, it did not mean that her soul was also strong and mellow.

After absorbing Long Yuan's soul, Ming Fan felt that he was on the verge of transforming into a dragon, and two jet-black ethereal horns appeared on his head. To be precise, they came from the soul.

Ming Fan couldn't help but wonder, so, who is she now... maybe she is still a human being.

Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Ming Fan stood up and looked at the dragon corpse in Long Yuan behind him.

After a while—

"Dig a hole, bury some soil, and count one, two, three, four, five."

Ming Fan shouted as he dug a hole, buried Long Yuan's body, and sat down on the ground.

"I usually eat so much, and the pitfalls are dozens of times that of others."

Chilian Longyan sneered: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I won't tell who is soft-hearted."

The sound of Red Flame Dragon Flame's swishing sound came from his mind, and Ming Fan rolled his eyes.

"Am I being soft-hearted? I don't want to owe you any favors."

Since you have absorbed someone else's dragon soul, you can just take it as a thank you by collecting his body for him.

Knowing that she was being harsh again, Chi Yanlong Yan changed the subject and shouted for her to go back quickly.

Not to mention, I got used to being wild outside the secret realm with Ming Fan, and now I feel completely boring when I return to the secret realm.

Ming Fan: "Haha, admit it, you just can't live without me."

After arguing with Chi Yan Long Yan for a while, Ming Fan glanced at Long Yuan's grave behind him, then turned and walked along the long corridor towards the way he came.

"Children, your grandpa is back again." Ming Fan stood on one of the heads of the Shicha nine-headed demon and floated towards the shore.

I haven’t seen the disciples and elders for a long time, and I feel so cordial.

But the disciples on the shore saw something completely different.

They saw a small mountain-like monster floating toward the shore, and the target was, not surprisingly, them.

If they didn't say that these days, they have been surprisingly peaceful.

The red moon is clearly hanging high in the sky, but the sea is calm and calm. Since all those snake monsters were killed, no monster has gone out to make trouble in the sea.

It turns out that I have a big problem here.

"Quickly, go call Senior Brother and the others."

A disciple looked at the nine-headed Shicha demon that was as tall as a mountain and looked extremely ugly. Without thinking, he opened his mouth and said to the disciple behind him.

He is still very self-aware. This thing is not something that their ordinary disciples can handle.

Zheng Qian heard the shouts of the disciples in front and appeared in front of the formation in an instant.

"What's going on, what's going on, everyone is making a fuss...strange, monster, where did this thing come from."

The moment he saw the Shicha Nine-Headed Demon, Zheng Qian was also shocked.

Guaguai, he's so big, even all of them here together don't know if they can serve him as a meal.

Zhang Shan Qian Xing and others rushed over closely behind Zheng Qian.

Everyone, without exception, has their thoughts changing. What are they thinking about? Think of a hundred possibilities of escape!

If you go head-on with this thing, you will have to be skinned even if you don't die.

Ming Fan had a panoramic view of all the changes on the shore from the head of the nine-headed demon in Shicha.

Sure enough, it’s better to go home. No wonder the lyrics are wonderful. I want to have a home, a place that doesn’t need to be too big.

Look at her 'family', they were already preparing a welcome ceremony for her even though they were far away.

Thinking of this, Ming Fan became even happier and raised his arms and shouted towards Zheng Qian and the others.

"Elder, why do the whiskers on this big guy's head look like cockroach horns and so short?"

Baili Xun looked at Ming Fan's arms shaking from side to side and muttered.

"What a whisker? It's obviously a tumor on the monster's head. Look at how disgusting she looks."

Lu Buping curled his lips and shook goosebumps on his body. It was so disgusting. He paid a lot of money for a pair of eyes that he had never seen before.

"Disciples from all sects, concentrate their firepower. Once they reach the shooting range, the sword cultivator flies into the sky, the talisman cultivator throws talismans, the alchemy cultivator throws poison, and the rest throw whatever they want."

Zhang Shanchong told his disciples, "Don't tell me, ever since he learned Ming Fan's shameless fighting style, without paying attention to strictness, he feels that his overall mental state has become much better."

"Yes!!" the disciples shouted, and they all stood ready.

Ming Fan watched the disciples of Qingyang Sword Sect take off with their swords, and squeezed out tears.

The scenario of escaping from death and meeting again is brewing.

"Tsk, wouldn't it be too perfunctory to just shed tears in two places? Hey, it can't be done, it can't be done, there can't be any more."

She couldn't cry any more.

Shicha Nine-Headed Demon: "..." The last time I saw someone who loved acting so much was the last time.

There is no sudden intimacy in the world, just like it and Mingfan.

It was sleeping when Ming Fan rushed up.

Seeing Shilong taking the initiative to carry her coffin and let her out, the nine heads of Shicha Nine-Headed Demon were filled with big question marks.

Didn’t she go down to sacrifice for her master? Even if he comes out, he is still so lively and lively, and he still has a smile on his face.

What's the matter? The Taoist monk died after being promoted and getting rich?

Ming Fan opened his mouth and said with a smile: "You don't have it, I stole it."

The Shicha nine-headed demon blinked its eighteen big Kazilan eyes and asked an earth-shattering question: "What did you say?"

"I said your master is dead."

The Shicha nine-headed demon heard clearly this time, and the whole demon looked crazy.

Ah ha ha ha ha, he is free! !

The sky has eyes. It has been oppressed for a hundred years and is finally free!

Originally, it was the overlord of the Nine Nether Sea, but one day, an ink dragon suddenly appeared.

The Molong is fierce and goes crazy when meeting it. Not only does it take away its territory, it also presses it to the ground and rubs it.

The monster beast was suppressed by both bloodline and cultivation, so it had no choice but to swallow its anger and accept him as its master.

From then on, it endured the ridicule of the Molong and carried his feces and urine every day.

This endurance lasts for five hundred years. In terms of the level of endurance, it is ranked first in this sea area, and no one dares to be ranked second.

Now this yellow-haired girl says he is dead? Is there such a good thing? !

Ming Fan stared at the nine-headed demon in confusion. He was so happy that his master was dead, wasn't it? This was a plastic master-servant relationship.

Hey, Long Yuan, Long Yuan, look at it, apart from me remembering you, you are not popular with your subordinates at all.

Ming Fan complained silently, and Shicha Nine-Headed Demon cried with joy.

This should have been a happy ending where everyone was happy.

Mingfan raised his leg and Shicha Nine-Headed Demon rolled his eyes.

It's such a beautiful day, why don't you celebrate it yourself? Thinking about it, he rolled towards Ming Fan.

The next second, the Shicha nine-headed demon threw its eight claws to the ground, suppressed by a stream of blood, and its body became stiff.

On top of Ming Fan's head, two illusory dragon horns grow, blending into the black water of the Nine Netherworld Sea. You really can't tell unless you look carefully.

"Ah, I forgot to tell you, your master disappeared, but he didn't disappear completely~"

Shicha Nine-Headed Demon: "..."

Why didn't you tell me earlier? If it disappears, it just disappears. What do you mean by not completely disappearing?

With its nine-headed brain the size of an almond, it naturally cannot figure out such complicated things.

Ming Fan was afraid that this monster with a simple mind and well-developed limbs would fight back recklessly. The Shicha Nine-Headed Demon was afraid that its dead master would suddenly appear and attack it.

The two of them thought about letting it go, but they didn't want to make the other person feel better.

There was a stalemate for a while.

But who is she? She is Ming Fan. She is obviously not old and has a big mind. She doesn’t have much hair, but she has quite a lot of hair.

Finally, after Ming Fan took out various heavenly and high-grade elixirs, the two finally reached a brief agreement.

Otherwise, with the temperament of the Shicha Nine-Headed Demon, sending a human ashore and letting her stand on his noble head would be simply a fantasy.

The shouts on the shore became louder and louder, and Mingfan could hear them from a long distance away.

"Tsk tsk tsk, do you know what popularity is? You must have never been as popular as me."

Ming Fan smiled proudly at it.

Confusion flashed in Shicha's nine-headed demon's eyes: "Are you sure... they are welcoming you?"