Living in the world of cultivation

After hearing Su Fan's words, Feng Changqing was shocked. He had heard this name from the ancestor of his family once.

Feng Changqing never dreamed that the person standing in front of him was Su Fan.

It was because of this person that he harassed Li Miaoxue and was almost driven out of the sect by several Yuanying old monsters.

Now more than ten years have passed, and no one in Taixu Xianzong mentioned this name anymore, and no one knew when he would come back.

Who would have thought that this person would come back and appear in front of him.

"If I die... the Feng family will not let you go..."

Feng Changqing used up his last bit of strength and roared loudly.

After he finished speaking, he felt that his spirit was fading little by little, and he knew that he was about to leave this world.

At this time, the man opposite suddenly came over, took out a pill from the ring, and stuffed it into his mouth.

As soon as the pill entered his throat, he felt a cool breath spreading through his limbs and bones, as if he was pulled back from the gates of hell in an instant.

The best healing pills in the world of cultivation all have very magical effects. Even if they cannot bring the dead back to life, they can stabilize the injuries of the cultivators, at least they can keep them alive.

Feng Changqing breathed a sigh of relief. He finally didn't have to die.

He sneered secretly. Although this man was a demon who killed people without blinking an eye, he didn't dare to kill him after all.

Those Feng family's side branch children died, as long as he, the main family's direct descendant, was still alive, there was room for harmony.

After all, the ancestor of the Feng family was a Yuanying Zhenjun. If he dared to kill himself, he would definitely face the wrath of the family ancestor.

Su Fan smiled and glanced at Feng Changqing. From the emotion in his eyes, he could guess what the other party was thinking.

"Don't think too much. I have no other intention to save you. Even if you die, you have to die in my hands..."

Feng Changqing listened, and he looked at the mentally ill man in front of him with fear.

In fact, he had just accepted his fate, and there was nothing to be afraid of even if he was about to die.

But Su Fan's pill pulled him back from the gates of hell, which also gave him hope of survival.

Who would have thought that the other party was so perverted that he had saved himself but still didn't want to let him go.

"Let... let me go..."

Feng Changqing used all his strength and wailed at the top of his lungs.

At this time, he was extremely afraid of death.

He had been living a life of luxury since he was a child, with many wives and concubines, and had enjoyed all the glory and wealth in the world. How could he be willing to die like this?

"Your physical body is good, and it is a good material for zombies. Your soul is also good. If you train it well, it is not impossible for you to become a ghost king in the future..."

As soon as Su Fan finished speaking, a ball of thick black smoke appeared beside him, and slowly turned into a hideous ghost.

"Hehe... Master is right. As long as you give me his soul, I will definitely not disappoint the master's expectations..."

Su Fan turned his head and saw Yaksha approaching at some point.

Eh...

It's really ugly.

This guy is really suitable for the occasion, and he appeared at the right time.

"Yaksha, did you extract his soul directly, or did you kill him and then collect his soul..."

Yaksha chuckled and said, "Of course, I extracted his soul first, let him retain his consciousness before his death, and roast him with the nether fire for 49 days, let him suffer inhuman suffering, full of endless resentment, and then wipe out his spiritual consciousness..."

This is also a trick commonly used by the demon sect ghost monks. This is child's play in the demon sect. There are many more brutal magic and secret arts than this.

Su Fan frowned and said, "It's too cruel, isn't it too cruel..."

"Hehe... The more resentment and unwillingness the soul accumulates, the more brutal it will be in the future..."

Listening to the conversation between the two, Feng Changqing, who was lying on the ground, was almost scared to pee, and he cried desperately.

"Please... please let me go, I... my ancestor is the Yuanying Zhenjun, he will not let you go, don't... don't kill me, woo woo..."

Looking at Feng Changqing with a horrified face, Su Fan couldn't help but sneer.

This guy has been targeting Li Miaoxue and her mother in Taixu Xianzong. His son is now so cowardly because of this guy.

How could he be killed so easily if he dared to bully my family?

Is he called a devil for nothing?

"Okay... I'll give you his soul. If you mess up, I'll make you die..."

"Hehe... Thank you for the reward, master, just wait and see..."

After the ghost king finished speaking, he waved his hand, and Feng Changqing, who was struggling desperately on the ground, suddenly became motionless as if he had been cast with a fixed body method.

Then a human-shaped phantom was pulled out from Feng Changqing's head.

This soul still retained his consciousness, wailing miserably, with endless fear and resentment in his voice.

The ghost king held Feng Changqing's soul in his hand, and his ferocious ghost eyes were full of excitement, as if he was appreciating a perfect work of art.

"His screams are too ugly, quickly collect him..."

The ghost king smiled at Su Fan flatteringly, and then collected Feng Changqing's soul.

Su Fan waved his hand and drove the ghost king to a place where he could not see, and then he used his mind to collect Feng Changqing's ring.

Although the things of the people in Xuanluo Realm were no longer in his eyes.

But after all, they could still be exchanged for some spirit stones, and grasshoppers are also meat.

Suddenly, Su Fan turned his head sharply, his eyes fixed on the dark night sky in the distance.

"The Feng family should be here soon..."

Thinking of this, Su Fan's body flashed with blood, and he disappeared from the spot.

Facing the main force of the Feng family, he had no idea of ​​escaping at all. The direct descendants were all killed, and the two sides were already fighting to the death.

Since he knew that Feng Changqing bullied Li Miaoxue and her son, this guy must pay the price.

If he came back a few years later, Li Miaoxue and her mother might have been harmed by him.

And that night, this guy brought people to the door, clearly not wanting to let him go.

Even if he didn't resist at the time, kneeling on the ground and kowtowed to these people, would they forgive him?

Su Fan is not so naive. Once you provoke a narrow-minded villain like Feng Changqing, he will never stop until you are killed.

Su Fan never thought of compromising with the Feng family. Even though the Feng family had a Yuanying ancestor, he was not afraid.

He did not believe that the Evil Bone Demon Lord would dare to watch him die without helping. After all, it was the Dongming Venerable who asked him to escort him back to the Xuanluo Realm. If he had any problems, how would the Evil Bone Demon Lord explain to the Dongming Venerable when he returned?

And he dared to conclude that his every move was under the attention of this old devil.

There were not many times when he pretended to be powerful. If he missed this opportunity, he would never get it again. Anyway, he was not going to return to the Xuanluo Realm again.

In the dark night sky, a flying boat of the Immortal Sect roared through the heavy rain curtain and was rushing towards the location of Feng Changqing.

"Second brother, Changqing's breath disappeared..."

Hearing the cry of a nephew, Feng Zheng's body shook, and his heart seemed to be tugged hard.

"My son is dead..."

Feng Zheng took a deep breath and his face became gloomy.

No matter who killed his son, he would have to die without a burial place, not only that, but his entire family would also be destroyed.

Don't think that the disciples of the Immortal Sect are gentle and humble, that's only compared to the demon cultivators.

For the cultivators in the world of cultivation, few are kind-hearted and soft-hearted.

With a sharp blade in hand, the killing intention arises.

With a long life span and powerful magic skills, how could he let go of the blood feud.

"Boom..."

At this time, there was a loud noise, and the huge flying boat shook violently.

"Everyone be careful, someone is attacking..."

Although the defense formation of the flying boat just blocked the opponent's attack, the flying boat temporarily lost control and fell from the air.

Fortunately, the direction was quickly adjusted, and the flying boat finally returned to its normal height.

"Open the hatch and go down to find that guy..."

At this time, of course, you can't stay in the flying boat and wait for death, you must find the person who attacked.

"Bang..."

With a loud noise, several hatches on both sides of the flying boat opened one after another, and dozens of Feng family Jindan monks sacrificed their defensive magic weapons and jumped out of the flying boat one by one.

At this time, a huge figure appeared from the dark rain curtain.

Immediately afterwards, the heavy rain suddenly mixed with countless scarlet blood, which fell all over the sky.

The Feng family monk who had just escaped from the flying boat was drenched.

The scarlet raindrops easily penetrated the spiritual shield, or corroded the protective magic weapon to lose its spirituality, and then fell on the Feng family monks.

"Ah...ah..."

With screams coming one after another, more than a dozen Feng family Jindan monks fell from the air.

Although others launched life-saving magic spells to block this bloody rain, they were also forced into a very embarrassing situation, allowing the ghost crow to seize the opportunity.

The huge figure swept past several Feng family Jindan cultivators, and dense and sharp black bone spikes burst out.

"Ah...ah..."

Several more Feng family Jindan cultivators were pierced by the bone spikes shot by the ghost crow in the air.

The ghost crow, which succeeded in the sneak attack, flapped its flesh wings fiercely, and its figure instantly soared into the sky.

It was incredibly fast, and cleverly dodged the attacks of several magic weapons, and disappeared in the dark night sky in an instant.

It has successively merged the blood essence of dozens of flying demons such as "dirty blood winged demons" and "iron winged demons", and its combat power is now several times stronger than before.

In particular, it has inherited several magical powers of "dirty blood winged demons" and "iron winged demons", and its power is extremely brutal.

The magical powers of the demons are specifically used to counter the spiritual shields of the human race, and they are also extremely corrosive to magic weapons.

Let alone these Xuanluo world cultivators who have never seen the world, even those human elites in the super planes can't withstand the powerful magic of the demons.

"Everyone be careful, quickly land on the ground, don't get entangled in the air..."

After hearing Feng Zheng's shout, the remaining dozens of Feng family Jindan cultivators rushed to the ground.

Back in the time and space arena, the human cultivators didn't dare to fly in the air easily because they lost the air supremacy. Once they were besieged by flying magic beasts and insects, they were basically in danger.

There was no way, the human cultivators flying with magic tools could not compete with flying magic beasts in the air.

The Feng family cultivators didn't expect that there was such a ferocious magic beast hidden outside the flying boat. They were attacked by the ghost crow in a hurry, and lost more than 20 people at once.

A Jindan cultivator drove the magic tool and just rushed to the ground, and hadn't jumped off the magic tool.

"Ah..."

He saw a sharp blade suddenly condensed in the torrential rain, and it swept across his neck, causing the opponent's head to rise into the sky.

And the sharp blade disappeared instantly, turning into a thin mist, hidden in the pouring rain.

"ah……"

Immediately afterwards, another golden elixir monk from the Feng family had his throat cut off by a sharp blade that suddenly appeared, and his body fell to the ground.

Hearing the screams of their compatriots, the other golden elixir monks of the Feng family suddenly became panicked. They controlled their magic weapons one after another and launched indiscriminate attacks on the ground.

Magical weapons roared and smashed down one by one, leaving the ground in a mess.

It wasn't until they landed on the ground that they all used their spiritual consciousness to scan around and found no trace of the enemy, then they all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Second brother, on such a rainy day, and the other party is good at stealth secrets, are we..."

"Yes, Chang Qing is dead. Even if we rush there now, it won't help..."

"It's better to withdraw to the fairy city temporarily and gather more people tomorrow. We will surely catch the murderer by then..."

After listening to the words of several Feng family monks, Feng Zheng suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart.

But he suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a deep voice: "We were attacked by the opponent just now. Now that everyone is prepared, he will not succeed easily..."

Seeing that none of his fellow disciples spoke, Feng Zheng sighed secretly.

The other party's sneak attack just now killed three people in the Feng family. These people were already frightened out of their wits.

"Let's do this. As long as we go over and find Changqing's body, we will return to the fairy city immediately..."

After hearing what Feng Zheng said, the others reluctantly agreed.

"Everyone, follow me and be careful..."

Feng Zheng roared and then walked towards the place where his son had the accident.

Before they had gone far, a ferocious claw suddenly appeared in the rain curtain behind the team and hit the spiritual energy shield of a Feng family monk hard.

There was a "bang" sound.

The devil's claw smashed the spiritual energy shield into pieces, and then hit the opponent's body again, stabbing the Feng family monk all the way through.

"ah……"

Hearing the screams from behind the team, everyone turned around suddenly and saw a monster several feet tall appearing behind them.

There was a person still wearing one of the ferocious claws of the demon boat, and he was screaming miserably.

"Everyone, hurry up and kill him..."

Following Feng Zheng's shout, the Feng family monks took action one after another, throwing all kinds of magic weapons, talismans and spells at them, without caring at all about the safety of the fellow disciple who was still alive.

Facing a group of Zhan Wushu, Su Fan, after transforming into a beast, gave up the idea of ​​continuing the sneak attack and simply transformed into the strongest state of his beastly body.

"Ouch..."

After transforming into a beast, Su Fan looked up to the sky and roared. Faced with the overwhelming attacks of magic weapons, talismans and spells, he had no intention of dodging.

He kicked the ground with his thick lower limbs and rushed over crazily.

Integrating the blood essence of the fifth-level desolate beast, Su Fan's defense power after transforming into a beast has reached an extremely heaven-defying level.

The magic weapons of ordinary golden elixir monks cannot break his defense at all.

Su Fan resisted the attacks of the Feng family monks' magic weapons, talismans and spells, and the huge beast body rushed into the Feng family monks' team in the blink of an eye.

"Bang...bang..."

The beast's body, which was several feet tall, ran unreasonably through the crowd, knocking the Feng family monks flying in all directions.

Moreover, his sharp teeth, ferocious claws, and the ten-meter-long tail behind him were also constantly harvesting the lives of the Feng family monks.

The Feng family monks, who had been frightened out of their wits, fled in all directions. However, as soon as they left the team, they were killed by the ghost crow that descended from the sky and used their magical power to kill them on the spot.

Feng Zheng's eyes turned red as he watched his fellow tribesmen being killed one after another.

He was cruel, took out two fourth-level immortal talismans from the Najie, and threw them violently.

The immortal talisman instantly turned into two barrel-thick bolts of thunder from heaven and earth, roaring down from the sky, and struck hard on Su Fan's thick carapace.

Even though the desolate beast has strong immunity to spells, two thick thunderbolts from heaven and earth still split the beast-turned-Su Fan into a blackened body.

But he did not turn around and flee, but rushed towards Feng Zheng madly.

Feng Zheng quickly took out a defensive magic weapon and blocked it in front of him. He also took out two talismans and slapped them on his body.

But Su Fan was too fast after transforming into a beast. As soon as he used his magic weapon, the huge beast body several feet high had already hit him.

"Bang..."

Feng Zheng's turtle shield magic weapon was knocked away, and the two spiritual energy shields he had just propped up were also smashed, and he was even more knocked flying.

Su Fan took advantage of the situation and jumped fiercely, opened his ferocious mouth, and bit Feng Zheng's body fiercely. Several sharp teeth over one meter long penetrated deeply into his body.

"Click..."

With a fierce force, Su Fan bit Feng Zheng into two pieces.

"Ouch..."

He raised his head and roared, then rushed towards the other Feng family monks crazily.

Even though Su Fan transformed into a beast, his beast body was several feet tall, but he was very agile and extremely fast.

Coupled with his abnormal defense, the Feng family monks had no choice but to flee in all directions.

But the Ghost Crow, which had been invisible in the air, and the Yaksha, who was hiding in the rain curtain, also began to intercept and kill the Feng family monks. In a short time, the surroundings were filled with the corpses of the Feng family monks.

Of the seventy or eighty Jindan cultivators of the Feng family, only a few escaped in the end, and the rest all died here.

Su Fan released his beastly body and looked around at the corpses scattered all over the ground.

He saw the ghost of Yaksha floating around, excitedly collecting the ghosts of these people. This time, this guy got a bargain, and he collected the souls of so many Jindan cultivators.

It's a pity that Sister Zhen is sleeping, otherwise Yaksha would have nothing to do.

Okay, this guy is really dedicated, and even if he has no credit, he has worked hard. Let him collect some powerful ghosts, which can help in the future.

"Yaksha, don't just collect souls, collect the bodies of these people..."

After listening to Su Fan's words, Yaksha hurriedly collected the corpses of these people.

After a while, Yaksha finally cleaned up the battlefield.

Su Fan thought about it and decided to find a hidden place to hide tonight.

With so many people from the Feng family dead, that Yuanying old monster will definitely go crazy. It is better to avoid the sharp edge for the time being. If it doesn't work, contact the evil bone demon.

At this time, Su Fan's eyes condensed, and suddenly he felt an extremely intimidating pressure spreading towards him from a distance.

Fuck...

The Yuanying ancestor of the Feng family is here. How come the other party came so quickly?