Yue Fan used "halo protection", and a layer of crystal wrapped himself in it. The attack of the Four Symbols and Heaven Formation could no longer cause damage to him.
"It's time for me to fight back." Yue Fan shouted, and his fists opened his left and right, and he repeatedly hit him. The dark curtain above his head was blown up by him.
puff!
An inner disciple was punched by Yue Fan in the chest. He vomited blood and fell to the ground. He looked at Yue Fan in horror and pointed his finger at him, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't lift it up in one breath and fell to the ground and died.
Once the Four Symbols and the Heavenly Formation was broken, Yue Fan was under pressure, let go of his hands and feet, and killed all directions.
Whoosh!
His body was free to move forward and retreat, like a strong wind, like willow catkins flying, and rushed directly to another inner disciple, and his iron fist was slammed out. Before the inner disciple could react, he was beaten to pieces and his whole chest was knocked to collapse, and his blood was squeezed into his mouth, spraying out like a fountain.
"kill!"
Yue Fan was full of murderous aura, like a fierce and crazy monster, rushing towards the inner disciples.
Bang bang!
The fist and the fists of the two inner disciples came to a head-on collision. A crack sounded, and the arms of the two inner disciples were shaken into flesh mud. The violent fist power was reversed back, and the chest cavity could not stand the violent force, and the entire chest cavity burst, and the internal organs flew everywhere.
The inner disciple of the seven veins was killed if he could not walk a single move in his hand.
In an instant, he had already killed four people in a row.
"Damn it, how could it be possible? How could his power suddenly be so powerful? Retreat quickly, retreat quickly, we can't kill him." Wen Wuqing, who is in the eight-line realm, could no longer maintain his usual cold and ruthless demeanor. Seeing the Four Symbols Juntian Formation being broken and four fellow disciples were killed, he was both heartbroken and blood-red, glaring at Yue Fan fiercely, and flew out to escape.
"Want to escape?" Yue Fan's eyes turned cold, his body was like a tiger and leopard. He took a step forward, dozens of feet away, and instantly caught up with Wen Wuqing and punched him in the back.
"Yue Fan, do you want to kill everyone?" Feeling the strength of the fist behind him, Wen Wuqing turned around and shouted loudly. At the same time, he slashed his palm, and an ice crystal sword flashed again, slashing at Yue Fan.
"Fang Yu's lackeys must die!"
Yue Fan stepped in a series of steps, avoided the slash of the ice sword, and came to Wen Wuqing's side. He grabbed his big hand with five fingers, and his energy was swallowed and spitted like a meteor.
"You..." Wen Wuqing gritted his teeth with hatred, and his energy burst out, and the ice shield blocked him again.
Other inner disciples, seeing Wen Wuqing, who had the eight-line cultivation level, were about to escape, so how could they dare to fight again? They fled around.
Yue Fan looked around and saw the actions of these disciples. He could not let go of any of these people. There was no one everywhere at the moment, and it was a good time to kill them all. The seven halos behind him suddenly exploded and turned into twenty-eight halos. The spiritual energy in the halo was poured into his body like flowing water.
"Twenty-eight halos, what kind of exercise is this?"
Wen Wuqing was completely shocked by what he saw in front of him. In his perception, the power aura could not reach as many as twenty-eight paths. The twenty-eight auras mean that Yue Fan's power was several times more than that of ordinary masters of the seventh lineage.
At the same time, this also proves why Yue Fan can have such a powerful force.
"The martial art that kills you!" All twenty-eight power halos flashed, and Yue Fan's power rose again. He spitted out the power of his five fingers and instantly grabbed the ice shield, and his fingers like steel needles grabbed Wen Wuqing's body.
"Ah! I'll fight with you." Wen Wuqing let out a shrill scream, and a mouthful of blood squirted over the eight halos around him. The light of the halos burst out suddenly, and a mysterious force poured into his body, and his momentum instantly climbed to the top.
"Hmph! You can't save you even if you exchange blood for power." Yue Fan took action like lightning. Before Wen Wuqing could take action, he grabbed Wen Wuqing's big hand and flipped it upwards and ripped it hard.
Scream!
The eight-line master Wen Wuqing's entire body was torn apart by him, from his waist to the top of his head, and broke in half.
Kill Wen Wuqing, Yue Fan kept chasing the escaped inner disciples. Twenty-eight halos burst out, making his speed reach a terrifying level.
Whoosh swish swish swish!
His body shuttled through the forest like lightning, and his fists fell heavily like a mountain.
Bang!
An inner disciple was punched through the back by him. Before he could hum, he fell to the ground and died.
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!
Within a few breaths, the remaining inner disciples were slaughtered by Yue Fan, and no one of them was left behind. Even Wen Wuqing, who had the eighth veins, was no match for him, and these disciples of the seventh veins had no way to resist.
Looking at the corpse on the ground, Yue Fan took a deep breath and put all the twenty-eight halos into his body. His blood-red eyes returned to normal. Killing Wen Wuqing could be considered a breath of anger in his heart. Unfortunately, Fang Yu did not join Wen Wuqing this time, otherwise it would be a pleasure to be able to kill Fang Yu.
Even if someone is found in the Demon Spirit Mountains, Liuyun Sect can't blame him. There are many monsters in the Demon Spirit Mountains. Who knows whether they were killed by monsters or killed by others?
Even if you find that you have been killed, there are so many people entering the Demon Spirit Mountains, and sometimes you fight for a demon spirit. This is a common thing. Liuyun Sect turns a blind eye to this. Therefore, in the Demon Spirit Mountains, everyone depends on their strength, and whoever dies can only blame their lack of cultivation.
Yue Fan began to search for corpses, and searched dozens of six-vein demon spirits and hundreds of thousands of pulse tickets from the disciples of the seven-vein lineage. When he came to Wen Wuqing's side, he searched carefully, but he found nothing.
"Wen Wuqing is a capable general around Fang Yu. It is impossible for him to have nothing on his body." Yue Fan's thoughts turned and searched carefully again, but he still found nothing. He only found a ring on his finger.
Yue Fan took out the ring and looked at it. It looked like an ordinary gold ring, and there was nothing special about it.
Just as he was about to throw away the ring, Yue Fan suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and his fingers moved, pouring a stream of spiritual energy into the ring.
Bang!
The aura was blocked in the ring.
Yue Fan's face turned cold and he increased his strength. With a "boom", a golden light burst out like ripples. A portal that was high among the golden light appeared. Under the infusion of his spiritual energy, the portal opened and a qi shot out.
"Looking for death!" Yue Fan was furious, raised his hand and slapped it, and his powerful palm was hit, reaching the depths of the portal.
Bang!
ah!
A scream came from the depths of the portal. Yue Fan raised his footsteps and stepped into the portal. He saw a golden space in front of him. He was afraid that it would be ten feet in size, and a faint phantom was lying on the ground, wailing in pain.
In this space, there are many demon spirits, emitting various colors of light, and even the corpses of monsters. The entire space is filled with rich spiritual energy. Obviously, this ring is a space magic weapon, and it is a relatively low-level space magic weapon. Although the space is not large, it is still very good to store things.
This kind of space magic weapon cannot be cultivated by ordinary warriors, and they must be masters with high cultivation to refine it. It is very lucky that Wen Wuqing can get one. It is very likely that this was given to him by Fang Yu.
With the strength of the Fang family, it is normal to have this level of space magic weapon.
Yue Fan walked to the phantom and looked at it intently. The phantom was exactly the same as Wen Wuqing who was killed by him.
"Don't... don't kill me, you have already killed my body, don't kill my soul, leave me a way out, I beg you." The phantom on the ground looked at Yue Fan in horror, with a desperate expression on his face.
It turns out that this phantom is Wen Wuqing's soul. The soul of the warrior who has reached the eight veins is stronger than that of ordinary warriors and can condense into human form.
Obviously, Wen Wuqing put his soul in this ring to use the spiritual energy here to practice. Unfortunately, when Yue Fan found this place, he had nowhere to escape. Moreover, his soul was not strong enough. When Yue Fan came in, he actually dared to resist and block it.
Yue Fan didn't say anything nonsense, and slapped it with a palm, completely shattering Wen Wuqing's soul and turning it into gray. Then, he glanced at the demon spirits here. Among them, there were hundreds of demon spirits in the six veins, and there were ten demon spirits in the seven veins.
Now, Yue Fan no longer has to look for the seven-vein monsters, and he can complete the heaven-level task. Lin Qingyun snatched a seven-vein monster spirit, and he grabbed ten from Wen Wuqing's hand, which can be regarded as a small compensation for himself.
There are also some corpses of monsters, which can be exchanged for a lot of pulse tickets if sold to the market.
This trip to the Demon Spirit Mountains was not in vain. Not only did he kill Wen Wuqing, but he also got so many Demon Spirits and even had a storage magic weapon.
Yue Fan walked out of the space, threw the pulse tickets and demon spirit on his body into the ring, and then put the ring in his arms.
"The seven-day period has passed. The harvest this time is pretty good, and it's time to go back. After the cultivation level breaks through again, we will take over the sect missions here and hunt higher-level monsters."
After looking at the sky, it was getting late, and Yue Fan began to walk back.
Along the way, when he encountered some monsters with the Six-Meridians, he was scared away by his powerful aura. He was too lazy to chase them. The monster spirits with the Six-Meridians were no longer very useful to him. Unless he encountered monsters with the Seven-Meridians, he might still be in the mood to kill them.
Now, his power has increased sharply, and the gate of the divine vein has begun to loosen. It doesn’t take long to break through to the eighth vein. Among the rings obtained from Wen Wuqing, there are ten seven-vein demon spirits, plus those six-vein demon spirits and corpses, which can also be exchanged for many pulse tickets.
At that time, Yue Fan only needs to exchange for some Chongmai Pills, breaking through the eight meridians will not be a problem at all.