In the dark night sky, a billowing evil spirit pierced the sky.
In the evil wind, the Hunshi King vomited blood and ran away.
While flying at high speed, the Hunshi King did not forget to look back.
"grass!"
Looking at the lightning that struck not far away, the Hunshi King cursed angrily, spurted out a mouthful of demon blood, and the blood-red light flashed. In an instant, his speed suddenly accelerated.
Chi——
The cold air is pushed away and waves of empty air are billowing.
Using the essence and blood to move forward made him feel a lot weak, but compared with his own life, vomiting some blood was still worth it.
If you are caught up, you will definitely die.
"Um?"
"The essence and blood spurs you to move forward faster. Well, let's see how much essence and blood you have to vomit." Fang Zheng narrowed his eyes, made a secret with one hand, and with a surge of mana, his speed suddenly increased.
Spend more mana in exchange for extremely fast flying speed.
This consumes more energy, but with the devouring speed of the Hell Furnace, he can still afford this little energy!
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"stop!"
While flying, the Hunshi King suddenly waved his hand, and a demonic spell instantly hit Fang Zheng.
"boom!"
Before he could get close, a bolt of lightning instantly shattered the incoming demon spell, and the lightning tore through the darkness, bringing a brief moment of light.
"Chi!"
A terrifying airflow spurted out from behind, and Fang Zheng's speed suddenly doubled, and he was getting closer and closer to the Hunshi King.
"Zizi~"
He raised his hand and struck the Five Thunder Zhengfa, and a bolt of lightning quickly struck the Hunshi King.
"puff--"
Thunder and lightning crackled, and the Hunshi King spat out a mouthful of demon blood again. His galloping figure flashed and fell directly towards the mountain below.
"Peng!"
On the snowy hillside, a large human-shaped pit appeared.
“Bah, bah, bah!
"
Holding back the pain in his body, the Hunshi King immediately climbed up from the pit and vomited two mouthfuls of snow. Before he could continue his escape, another bolt of lightning came towards him.
"Son of a bitch!"
"Buzz!"
With a roar from his mouth, a black light rose, and the Lingbao spear quickly pierced the air and headed towards the lightning.
"puff!"
With a collision, the remaining power of lightning fell on him. In an instant, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of demon blood, and the divine light in his eyes became even darker.
"Whoosh!"
A black shadow flashed past, and the Hunshi King was startled. Before he could resist, his chest suddenly hurt, and his body was kicked away.
"Kacha~"
His burly body suddenly hit the rock hard, and this time, he was completely on the verge of death.
He stood up staggeringly, but the next second, Fang Zheng's figure appeared in front of him.
Looking at him with cold eyes, the Hunshi King trembled in his heart, and immediately said: "Exalted Immortal, please spare my life. You and I have no grudges. I will treat the magic lamp as a gift to you. Please let me go!"
"I'll give you this spiritual treasure too!"
With that said, the Hunshi King handed out the spear.
Fang Zheng didn't say anything, and raised his hand to grab the Ling Bao spear, but the next second, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the Hunshi King, and the Ling Bao Changsheng erupted with a terrifying red aura and stabbed directly towards Fang Zheng's heart.
"Pfft!"
The sharp tip of the spear pierced Fang Zheng's chest. Looking at this scene, the Hunshi King laughed: "Boy, this is not..."
Before he finished speaking, the next breath, the Hunshi King was dumbfounded.
Fang Zheng's body in front of him suddenly changed, and his Ling Bao spear only pierced a piece of talisman paper.
???
"You still want to kill me with this trick?" At this moment, Fang Zheng's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
The Hunshi King turned his head and suddenly felt pain in his neck, and an iron hand strangled his neck tightly.
"You...you can't...kill...kill me, my father...my father is..."
"Pfft!"
Before he finished speaking, blood spurted out, and a head fell on the ground. It was the head of the Hunshi King. There was unwillingness and shock in his eyes, and he refused to close his eyes.
"Buzz!"
A faint light emerged from the corpse, but it was the demon soul of the Hunshi King!
How could Fang Zheng let his soul escape? The magic power directly imprisoned the demon soul and controlled it.
"Let me go quickly, otherwise, my father will not let you go!"
The demon soul is imprisoned, but the Hunshi King still roars filial piety.
Fang Zheng turned a deaf ear, and as soon as he thought, the Demon Refining Flag appeared out of thin air.
"No!"
"No, I was wrong, brother, please spare me!" Feeling the terrifying evil energy coming from the Demon Refining Flag, the Hunshi King was completely cowed and immediately begged for mercy.
"Don't scream, it will come soon. Just bear with it and it will be fine." Fang Zheng said softly, and before the Hunshi King begged for mercy again, he used his magic power to directly send his demon soul into the demon refining banner.
"ah!"
"Damn it, you don't deserve to die!"
From the Demon Refining Banner, the shrill screams of the Hunshi King were heard, and the sound was terrifying to listen to.
But soon, the Hunshi King fell silent.
The demon soul was directly eaten by the millions of resentful souls inside the demon refining banner.
The Demon Refining Banner erupted with divine light, and the remaining Buddha's light damage on the banner disappeared. The weapon spirit also recovered a lot, but it did not reach its peak.
Fahai's blow caused a lot of damage, and the demon soul of a sixth-grade peak demon was not enough to fully recover.
With a flip of his hand, he collected the Demon Refining Flag into his Dantian.
Suddenly, his spirit was shaken.
"Buzz!"
In an instant, a powerful golden power suddenly burst out from Fang Zheng's soul, which was the power of merit.
The two golden wheels rotated, absorbing the merits, and in an instant, a wave of waves submerged into the soul again.
"Buzz!"
His soul trembled and increased several times in an instant.
The level of Yuan Shen in the early stage of the fifth stage instantly soared to the peak in the middle stage.
The color of the two golden wheels is darker.
Fang Zheng vaguely felt that the third golden wheel of heaven and earth was about to condense.
"Huh, it really does have a lot of merit and power!"
Exhaling a breath, he looked at the corpse of the Hunshi King on the ground with its original shape revealed, with a hint of brilliance in his eyes.
The soul surged.
His cultivation level has also entered the realm of fifth-grade heavenly beings, and his strength has been greatly improved.
This time, he made a lot of money. His risk was not in vain!
Picking up the Lingbao spear on the ground, looking at it, the font appeared in his eyes.
[Fire Spirit Spear, a low-grade spiritual treasure, is of extraordinary value. Refining this treasure can greatly improve your strength...]
"good!"
Fang Zheng nodded with satisfaction, stroked it, and the fire spirit gun in his hand suddenly made bursts of sound.
Temporarily putting it in the storage bag, Fang Zheng squatted down and groped around the body of the Hunshi King.
A silver ring was taken out.
[High-end storage ring, thousands of feet of space, a lot of things in it, you will make a fortune.]
"He is worthy of being the son of the Demon King." Looking at the font in his eyes, Fang Zheng's eyes became brighter. He moved his magic power and probed into the storage ring. The first thing he saw was a pile of spiritual stones emitting powerful spiritual light.
"High-quality spiritual stone!"
Fang Zheng's heart moved and he checked carefully. His heart couldn't help but beat a few times.
Good guy, there are a thousand high-grade spiritual stones alone!
According to the official orthodox exchange ratio, the exchange rate for a lower-grade spiritual stone is 100 for a medium-grade spiritual stone, and the exchange rate for a medium-grade spiritual stone for a high-grade spiritual stone is also 100.
One high-grade spiritual stone is equivalent to ten thousand low-grade spiritual stones.
One thousand high-grade spiritual stones is equivalent to ten million low-grade spiritual stones!
Ten million low-grade spiritual stones!
This is definitely a huge fortune for him!
In addition to a thousand high-grade spiritual stones, there are also hundreds of mid-grade spiritual stones and tens of thousands of low-grade spiritual stones.
Just these spiritual stones alone represent an astonishing amount of wealth.
At this moment, he could almost understand why this guy had two spiritual treasures with him.
Really rich!
After coming back to his senses, Fang Zheng continued counting.
In addition to spiritual stones, there are also pills and some other magic weapons.
A pure spiritual weapon.
They range from low-grade to top-notch!
There are also many spells.
There are almost more than a hundred spells. Although the power is not too strong, more than a hundred spells are still valuable.
Counting a category makes Founder's heart beat a little.
I originally thought that I was worth a lot of money, but now that I have seen this guy's wealth, my little wealth is simply not worth mentioning.
The only ones that can be used are the Demon Refining Banner and the Yin and Yang Qi Gourd.
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"Sent!"
After all the counting was completed, Fang Zheng let out a breath.
The wealth of this great king is a treasure to him!
If he had known that this guy had so much wealth, he might have taken action in the first place.
"If you do more votes, you won't have to worry about resources in the future..."
Looking at the corpse on the ground, a thought flashed through Fang Zheng's mind.
A man is not rich without windfall, and a horse is not fat without night grass!
Now, he fully understands this truth.
If you give him a few more votes, I'm afraid he won't have to worry about these resource issues until he reaches the third level of cultivation.
Of course, for the time being, he was just thinking about it.
Son of the Demon King, those are not leeks, you can cut them as you please.
After calming down and looking at the corpse on the ground, Fangzheng's magic power shook, and the shadow of the Hell Furnace appeared behind him.
"Buzz——"
A powerful suction force exploded, instantly sucking the corpses on the ground into the furnace.
"Boom~"
Thunder trembled, and in the Dantian, the hell furnace erupted with terrifying thunder, and the furnace cauldron bloomed with brilliance.
Powerful energy spurted out, sweeping through his limbs and bones. His mana quickly increased by a small wave, becoming stronger.
There was a sound of muscles and bones ringing together, and his physique also improved a bit.
Opening his eyes, a ray of electricity flashed in Fang Zheng's eyes, and he exhaled a breath of turbid air, feeling refreshed.