Tang Fan's words contained a strong threat, but from another perspective, it could be understood that he was afraid.
Wan Hong was ecstatic in his heart. He looked at Elder An and said, "If fellow Taoist help me, I will give you a high-grade spiritual stone!"
After Wan Hong finished speaking, he immediately took out a high-grade spiritual stone from his storage bag.
"this……"
Elder An's expression changed, and he jumped down from the tree, but did not move again.
This man was extremely greedy. Although he received orders from his family to spy on Tang Fan secretly, he would kill him if he had the chance.
But now Wan Hong wants something from him, and a high-grade spiritual stone is not enough to attract him to take action.
Just when he was hesitating, the red light transformed from the Sky-Destroying Flying Sword had already passed through the blood-colored giant's chest.
"boom!"
The bloody giant's chest collapsed, forming a huge hole.
But it only struggled for a moment, and the hole in its chest healed quickly and returned to its original shape.
Its momentum continued unabated, waving its two arms and running towards Tang Fan again.
"This bloody body is a bit interesting!"
A flash of light flashed in Tang Fan's eyes, he made a finger, and the sky-cutting flying sword flew from the back of the bloody giant again. This time, besides the red light, another strong wind blew up, and a square of wind was formed during the roar.
world.
In this world, it is like a vacuum that can destroy everything.
The sky-cutting flying swords circled and danced around the bloody giant, trapping it in the storm. No matter how hard it struggled, it could not escape.
The bloody giant roared, but it didn't help. The blood was blown away by the wind, and it gradually shrank countless times, making it difficult to pose a threat.
"Ah, my bloody body! Tang Fan, you are seeking death!"
Wan Hong was shocked and turned pale, and quickly made a gesture with his fingers, but he could not stop the bloody body from disintegrating.
The sacrifice of his blood body cost him a lot, and if he was destroyed again, the backlash would be even greater.
"The evil demons and heretics must not be allowed to stay!"
As soon as Tang Fan finished speaking, the remaining head of the bloody giant also collapsed.
Wan Hong wailed and spat out a large mouthful of blood, becoming even weaker.
In the storm, the rich blood energy gradually disappeared, and the Sky-Destroying Flying Sword flew behind Tang Fan again.
Tang Fan gasped for breath and simultaneously used the two killing moves of the Sky-Destroying Flying Sword, which was also extremely draining for him.
If not, he could shoot the sky-cutting flying sword at Wan Hong and kill him while he was weak.
This sword requires too much cultivation, so you won't be able to use it for long.
Wan Hong saw the problem. No matter how powerful Tang Fan was in combat, he was still building a foundation. He took out a blood-colored elixir and showed a very cherished expression on his face.
After struggling, he finally put the elixir into his mouth, and then tapped several of his large acupuncture points with his hand to speed up the absorption of the elixir.
Tang Fan saw a skull symbol on the elixir, and with a flash of purple eyes, he saw an innocent soul inside that had not yet entered reincarnation.
This is the elixir refining method for wronged souls!
Alchemists who master this method are also called soul refiners, and the elixirs they make are also called soul medicine.
Tang Fan had seen this method in the Dragon Crystal inheritance. It was an extremely vicious method of alchemy. The flesh, blood and souls of the deceased were added to the elixir, and a secret method was used to refine the elixir. It could be used to quickly replenish the consumed cultivation.
for.
It's just that this method is too evil. It requires catching the soul of the person who is about to die and throwing it into the alchemy furnace before he goes to hell.
In other words, the refining of each soul medicine requires the preparation of one or more dying people in advance.
Where in the world can you find those who are about to die? Therefore, soul refiners often choose a more convenient method to capture living people to make elixirs.
The stronger the wronged soul is, the stronger the elixirs it can refine will be, and monks with strong cultivation will become the first choice of soul refiners.
In the era when cultivation was once powerful, soul refiners were the greatest enemies of monks, which can be said to be a shame.
Because this method was too vicious, it was gradually not tolerated by the world. The soul refiners were all killed, and the surviving soul refiners could only survive.
Gradually, this profession declined and was lost in the records of various sects.
Tang Fan never expected that he would see a soul medicine today. Could it be that Wan Hong is still a soul refiner?
But he later dismissed this doubt. He still remembered Wan Hong's distressed expression when he took the soul medicine, which showed that he did not refine the soul medicine himself.
But no matter what, since he can get the soul medicine, it means that there are still soul refiners in this world!
Suddenly, Tang Fan saw the strange scimitar that fell beside him. Chen Xiaotian had used this knife to chop him on the shoulder just now. If he hadn't been protected by the Panshan Sutra, he would have been split into two.
The innocent souls on the sword are still struggling. With Chen Xiaotian's death, his control over them is no longer so strong.
Another innocent soul!
Tang Fan's eyes revealed a strange light. It seemed that Chen Xiaotian must have obtained some kind of secret method through his son Chen Yang, and used the soul of the victim to strengthen the power of the sword and turn it into a magic sword.
Tang Fan raised his hand and grabbed it, and the scimitar flew into his hand.
"From now on, you are liberated, rush to hell, fall into reincarnation, and be reincarnated!"
Tang Fan used his palms hard and shattered the scimitar.
As the blade flew across the sky, the wronged souls on it were freed. They flew high into the sky, clenched their fists and bowed to Tang Fan, and finally disappeared into nothingness.
These wronged souls can only be seen by Tang Fan's purple-pupil divine eyes. Ordinary people can only feel a cold aura.
After doing all this, Tang Fan looked up at Wan Hong and sneered: "Why do you have soul medicine?"
"You...how did you know?"
Wan Hong had just absorbed the power of the soul potion and was about to attack when he was startled by Tang Fan's words.
"Tell me, what would happen if people in the world knew that your Blood Saint Sect was related to the soul refiner?"
Tang Fan had a sinister smile on his face, full of threats.
"It seems that I have to kill you today. You forced me to do so!"
Wan Hong's eyes shot out with cruel killing intent, he turned to look at the hesitant elder An, and said calmly: "Fellow Taoist, if you don't take action, I won't need you anymore!"
When Elder An heard this, he no longer hesitated and immediately flew out, throwing away his hands and heading straight for Tang Fan.
"Chirp!"
As Elder An came flying over, there was a sound of piercing the air in front of him, and countless hair-like steel needles flew out from his sleeves, shooting towards Tang Fan all over the sky.
This is the ultimate magic weapon for the elders to live in. It is as fast as lightning and kills people invisible.
With the blessing of spiritual power, it is so powerful that if it is stabbed, it will cause sudden death.
"you wanna die!"
Tang Fan took out his black parasol and blocked it in front of him.
"Bang bang bang..."
The moment the black parasol opened, the steel needles also flew, and they all hit the black parasol.
Countless steel needles were bounced away, but Tang Fan was unscathed.
"Hitting someone in the back is a villainous act!"
Tang Fan was furious, took out the soul-eating cauldron and threw it at the head of Elder An.
There was a neighing sound from the soul-eating cauldron, like a magic sound, which made people tremble. In the blink of an eye, it flew to the top of Elder An's head, turned rapidly, and roared again, and the golden spider bird flew out from it, spreading its wings.
Wings, rushed straight towards Elder An.
"The Soul-Eating Cauldron, it...how could there be a spiritual beast in it!"
Elder An was so frightened that he screamed and quickly made a hand gesture to resist.
The golden spider bird's wings flickered, and its mouth sucked violently, sucking Elder An into the air. If he hadn't resisted desperately, his soul would have been sucked away.
Elder An Jia burst out with all his cultivation, and at the same time looked at Wanhong Chuanyin: "Fellow Taoist, if you don't take action now, what are you waiting for!"
"Don't worry, fellow Taoist, I'm coming!"
Wan Hong just got a chance to breathe. Not only has his cultivation level recovered, he is even stronger than before.
"Blood Demon Ancestral Transformation!"
Wan Hong shouted, slapping his chest with both hands, making a banging sound, and the rich blood energy spread out, forming a huge monster head.
As its blood energy replenished, it grew rapidly and gradually turned into a bloody monster with a human body and a demon head...