Chapter Forty-one I don't feel at ease if he doesn't die
In the main hall of Sanhuangzhai, Suo Rongcheng stood with his back to the person sitting down and his hands behind his back. The people around him were kneeling on the ground, with their heads down and silent. After a while, a thin middle-aged man rushed into the hall.
The man's clothes were in tatters and there were many claw marks on his body.
Especially behind, there was a huge claw mark, which was extremely terrifying. As soon as the middle-aged man entered the hall, he knelt down and spit out a mouthful of blood. Suo Rongcheng still carried his back without turning around, and said gloomily: "I let you go
Protect the young master, now he is dead. You..."
Before Suo Rongcheng could finish speaking, the skinny man nodded slightly, with a ruthless look in his eyes. He injected spiritual energy into his hand, stamped his own heavenly spirit with a palm, and sprinkled a stream of blood on the hall. The middle-aged man slowly fell down.
A man dressed as an attendant outside the palace came in, took out a paper charm, and threw it on the middle-aged man's body. The middle-aged man burned and turned into ashes.
His Highness, an old man raised his head and said: "Captain, Su Fan must have been seriously injured after fighting with Gan Chongfeng. Why don't we take this opportunity to kill him? I don't think he has the strength to fight back."
Suo Rongcheng sneered and said: "If Su Fan can kill two people and seriously injure one person under the siege of Elder Sun, Gan Zongfeng and Young Master, he must have helpers. If you and I go forward now, wouldn't we be courting death?"
The old man who spoke moved his lips slightly, glanced at Suo Rongcheng, and lowered his head.
After a long time, Suo Rongcheng slowly turned around and said with a smile: "Who is willing to help the guards at the third level?"
Your Highness was silent and no one answered.
Suo Rongcheng's expression changed slightly and he asked: "Is no one willing to go? Okay, okay, okay." After saying "ok" three times, Suo Rongcheng flicked his sleeves, walked out of the hall, and flew into the air.
Everyone in your highness started talking. It seemed that the older man coughed twice, and the silence gradually returned to the surroundings. Then this man stood up and said: "The village master lost his beloved son. You and I ignored this matter today. It seems that Su Fan also
Not someone to be trifled with, I think we should leave early.
It is said that Su Fan is bloodthirsty and kills people like crazy. If you don't leave, you and I will die when Su Fan comes to kill you. Even if Su Fan doesn't come to kill you, you and I will still be dead after the village leader comes back." After that,
The old man turned into a streak of blue smoke and fled away. The remaining people looked at each other for a few times and then left one after another.
In the cave, Su Fan was still injecting spiritual thoughts, trying to refine the corpse puppet. Fan Ruoyu sat cross-legged on the ground, recovering the spiritual energy in his body. He glanced at Su Fan from time to time, and then hurriedly closed it slightly.
Su Fan's whole body was shrouded in red light, and he sighed in a low voice: "I didn't expect that this corpse puppet is so evil. It seems that it must have killed countless people. Since I can't refine it with my spiritual thoughts, I will simply use the formation to tie it up first."
After saying that, Su Fan changed the spell in his hand, and white light groups like fishing nets shot into the body of the corpse. Gradually, the evil energy pouring into the body of the corpse slowed down. Su Fan chuckled, and fiercely imprinted his spiritual thoughts on the corpse.
On top of the puppet, a feeling of connectedness suddenly came into my heart.
This is the performance of Su Fan refining the corpse puppet. At this moment, as long as Su Fan makes a thought, the corpse puppet can do anything for Su Fan. A smile appears in Su Fan's eyes, and with a thought, the green light in the corpse puppet's eyes shines.
The fist hit the wall inside the cave, causing the earth to shake and rocks to fly.
Fan Ruoyu stood up suddenly and looked into the cave in surprise. After a while, he smiled and said: "Did you successfully refine it?" Su Fan said lightly: "It's just the preliminary refinement. I can feel that this corpse puppet is suffering from
The damage is extremely heavy, if we can find the materials to repair it, I think it will be stronger."
Then Su Fan said: "Let's restore our cultivation to its peak as soon as possible to avoid Suo Rongcheng from attacking." Fan Ruoyu nodded and sat cross-legged. Su Fan also sat cross-legged, took out some pills, and started
Meditation recovery.
After a long time, Su Fan slowly opened his eyes and took out Suo Tianhao's storage bag. With a movement of his spiritual thoughts, Suo Tianhao's spiritual thoughts left on it were quickly wiped out, and Su Fan's spiritual thoughts penetrated.
There were very few things inside, including two purple knives and some cultivation techniques. The only thing that surprised Su Fan was that there were dozens of pieces of medium-grade spiritual stones. One piece of medium-grade spiritual stone was equivalent to a hundred pieces of low-grade spiritual stones.
Spirit Stone. Finally, there is one gem left. This gem has a strange shape, like a tear.
Su Fan's spiritual sense penetrated into it, and it was like a mortal object at all, without any spiritual power. After playing with it several times, Su Fan put it into his storage bag and didn't care about it anymore. Then he took out two purple daggers and looked at them.
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Su Fan thought to himself that his Mountain Soul Fan had been damaged by the blow of this dagger, and it could not be repaired now. This dagger was of extraordinary quality.
Thinking of this, Su Fan bit the tip of his tongue, squirted out a mouthful of blood, and injected his spiritual thoughts. Two daggers were suspended in front of Su Fan. Under the blood mist, the daggers continued to emit bursts of purple light.
A moment later, Su Fan made a move with his hand, and the purple dagger flew into his hand. With a smile in his eyes, he whispered: "The soul-slaying blade is not considered a spiritual treasure, but it is stronger than any magic weapon."
Fan Ruoyu opened her eyes gently and looked at Su Fan thoughtfully without saying anything. Su Fan noticed and asked, "What's wrong?"
Fan Ruoyu smiled faintly and said: "It's nothing, let's go. Suo Rongcheng has been in Sanhuangzhai for many years, and his cultivation must not be underestimated, and that man is cruel and ruthless, so you and I should be more careful."
Speaking of Suo Rongcheng, Su Fan's eyes grew cold again. With a wave of his hand, he put the corpse into a storage bag, then took Fan Ruoyu's hand and walked out.
After walking through the bamboo house in the third level, it was like another world. The sky was filled with snow, and it was pure white. Two footprints were left on the snow-white ground. Su Fan walked in front, and Fan Ruoyu followed behind. She lowered her head and stepped on it.
Follow the footprints left by Su Fan and walk forward.
Suddenly Su Fan stopped and turned around. Fan Ruoyu was walking with his head lowered. He was caught off guard and fell into Su Fan's arms. Fan Ruoyu hurriedly raised his head and glanced at Su Fan, then lowered his head, his face slightly red.
Su Fan coughed twice and said: "Look ahead, the footprints are messy. When I searched with my mind, I didn't find any monks. You should be more careful."
Fan Ruoyu raised his head, looked around, his eyes slightly focused, took out the strange flower from the other side, and said softly: "There is a high tower in front, it may be dangerous, you must be careful, let's get there first and talk." Su Fan held on tightly.
With the golden crossbow in his hand, he walked forward.
After a moment, a wooden tower came into view, and there was silence all around. On the snow-white ground, the costumes of the guards of Sanhuangzhai could be seen everywhere. Su Fan was shocked in his heart and whispered: "I can feel that my mother's soul is here."
Near here." Fan Ruoyu grabbed Su Fan's hand and said, "Don't worry, we can rescue him."
After saying that, Fan Ruoyu waved his hand lightly and hit the red flower, and a red crystal light flew towards the wooden pagoda. Suddenly, a black shadow flashed out from the wooden pagoda and hit the red crystal light. The red light collapsed and fell to the ground. The black shadow slowly fell to the ground,
Show a body.
Su Fan's eyes were blood red as he stared at the man and shouted: "Suo Rongcheng, I'm going to kill you." As he said this, he made a secret in his hand and the sand flew out of the storage bag, quickly condensing twenty sharp swords.
The sword was full of evil energy. Just as Su Fan was about to swing it out, Suo Rongcheng laughed evilly and took out a crystal soul.
With a smile in his eyes, he said: "Come here, I want to see how the person who killed his mother's soul with his own hands can do it." Seeing this, Su Fan took two steps back and suppressed the anger in his heart.
, couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
With a smile in his eyes, Suo Rongcheng put his soul into the storage bag, turned into a black shadow, and flew towards Su Fan. When Fan Ruoyu saw it clearly, Suo Rongcheng was about to hit Su Fan with his fist, and there was a loud noise.
, the corners of Su Fan's blood-colored mouth curled up slightly, and the corpse puppet stood in front of Su Fan.
Suo Rongcheng's eyes were slightly cold, and he shouted: "Zi Puppet?" The green light in the corpse puppet's eyes flashed, and he punched Suo Rongcheng fiercely at Suo Rongcheng's waist. Suo Rongcheng did not rush to resist, and was knocked away.
Puppet's physical body is extremely strong, and Suo Rongcheng's blow does no harm to him, but Suo Rongcheng is worthy of being the leader of a village.
Under the full blow of the corpse puppet, it was still intact. Suo Rongcheng smiled viciously and said: "Please ask the helper you brought to come out and talk to me." After that, Suo Rongcheng raised his fist into the void.
, said: "Senior, this matter is a personal grudge between me and Su Fan. Please don't take action, senior."
Fan Ruoyu, who was beside him, couldn't help but burst into laughter and said: "Senior, we don't need anyone's help to kill you." Suo Rongcheng paused slightly, knowing that he had lost face, and said hurriedly: "Today I will do it first.
Kill your mother's soul."
After saying that, he went to take out the storage bag at his waist, but found nothing. Suddenly he raised his head and looked at Su Fan. Su Fan smiled, gently held the storage bag in his hand, then his expression changed, and he quickly kneaded the secret in his hand.
, dozens of sharp swords were quickly raised, and following Su Fan's thoughts, they quickly stabbed Suo Rongcheng.
Fan Ruoyu on the side gently shook the red flower in his hand, and three red lights flew towards Suo Rongcheng. Suo Rongcheng's eyes were full of fear, and he was about to run away, and shouted: "Brother from Tianyuan Sect, show up and save me quickly.
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Just as Suo Rongcheng shouted, a ray of yellow light and a ray of green light flew in front of Suo Rongcheng. All the attacks of Su Fan and Fan Ruoyu were blocked.
Then, two middle-aged men landed. One of them was fat with smiling eyes, and the other was wearing a Taoist robe, thin and serious.
The fat Taoist priest said with a smile in his eyes: "Fellow Taoist Su, I think it's better to let this matter go. Since you also killed the son of the benefactor, this grudge is put to rest."
Su Fan's eyes were full of anger and he shouted: "You are a Taoist priest. When Suo Rongcheng committed the murder, your Tianyuan Sect did nothing to stop him. Now that I have come to take revenge, you have come to help him."
When the fat Taoist priest heard what Su Fan said, his face turned red and he could not explain himself. The thin Taoist priest said with a serious expression: "You, a junior, are so uncultured when you talk to your elders like this. You have killed so many people here. How can you?"
He looks like a cultivator of immortality, without any sense of chivalry."
Su Fan was so angry that he laughed back and said, "Chivalry? You allow the perpetrators to get away with it, and now you are helping him. I think you are arrogantly practicing Taoism."
The thin Taoist priest's face was gloomy and he said sternly: "You are using strong words to make excuses. Please leave quickly. Today we must protect the safety of Master Suo no matter what."
Su Fan was about to fight back when Fan Ruoyu gently tugged on Su Fan's sleeves and whispered: "If these two people take action, you and I can't resist, so let's leave." Su Fan showed unwillingness and glared at Suo Rong behind the Taoist priest.
Cheng, pulled Fan Ruoyu and turned around to leave.
Suo Rongcheng's eyes flashed coldly, he pushed the Taoist priest away, gathered his spiritual power, and a huge sword flying out from the wooden tower. Suo Rongcheng made a seal in his hand, and the giant sword was about to stab Su Fan quickly.
The expression of the Taoist priest on the side changed drastically, and he scolded: "Master Suo Village, what do you mean?"
Suo Rongcheng smiled evilly and said, "I won't feel at ease until he dies."