No, Lin Fan was walking on an ancient road holding Bing Ning's little hand, when three men, two thin and one fat, and a burly woman walked towards him.
A young man who looked like a fair-faced scholar caught Lin Fan's eye because Lin Fan sensed a sense of familiarity from him, a sense of familiarity with the soul aura that had just attacked him.
The white-faced scholar looked at Lin Fan and the two with contempt, but was deeply attracted by Bing Ning.
"Alas! Boy, my young master has taken a liking to your little pet. This is a top-quality spiritual stone. If you are interested, you can sell your little pet to my young master." Next to the white-faced scholar, there is a sharp-mouthed monkey with a nose, a nose, and a pair of cross-eyed eyes.
The hunchbacked man with a voice like a broken gong shouted to Lin Fan at the top of his lungs.
Before Lin Fan could move, Bing Ning couldn't help it anymore.
In her heart, she is Lin Fan's precious daughter, not a pet. To her, pets are just playthings.
Although Lin Fan will definitely pamper her, she is not like other small animals who can be played with at will.
Hearing someone say she was a pet had already touched the bottom line of her young heart. Now this guy dared to tell Lin Fan to sell her; the key was that it was a low-grade spiritual stone, and the other party dared to say that it was a piece of stone.
The best spiritual stone, this is simply because she does not take her father, who has just wiped out a sect, seriously, and thinks that her life is too long.
I saw a flash of blue flame, and the hunchback with cross-eyed eyes was frozen into an ice sculpture.
The white-faced scholar waved his sleeves, and the cross-eyed hunchback that had been frozen into an ice sculpture returned to its original state, and he punched Lin Fan with a lively fist.
As soon as the hunchbacked, cross-eyed man rushed in front of Lin Fan, Bing Ning glared and he turned into an ice sculpture again.
But this time, I wasn't so lucky. As soon as I froze it into an ice sculpture, I was slapped into pieces by Lin Fan.
"Boy, you dare to kill my dog? It seems that I underestimated you. Ah Huang, bite him to death, and be careful not to hurt that little pet." When his subordinate was killed, the white-faced scholar did not take action, but
He ordered the burly woman next to him to deal with Lin Fan.
I saw the tall, five-foot-five woman with a broad build, her hands turned into claws, bending over and lying on the ground, and she was really like a vicious dog, rushing towards Lin Fan at very high speed.
Before Lin Fan could take action, the woman was frozen into an ice sculpture, but she instantly recovered from the ice sculpture.
Lin Fan knew that it must have been the white-faced scholar who defused it, so he raised his leg and kicked the woman on the chin. Lin Fan was fast, and the woman was even faster. She bit the toe of Lin Fan's shoe, almost biting his.
Toes.
The moment she bit the toe of Lin Fan's shoe, she straightened up and tried to knock Lin Fan to the ground, but was instantly frozen into an ice sculpture.
The moment he was frozen, Lin Fan used a little force and directly stepped on the woman's chin.
The white-faced scholar defrosted the woman's ice again, and the chinless woman's blood spurted out. The blood almost sprayed onto Lin Fan's feet, but Lin Fan lifted her feet and trampled her into a corpse.
The white-faced scholar's eyes flashed, and a black shadow shot directly into Lin Fan's eyebrows. This was Lin Fan's most familiar and favorite...soul attack.
After the black shadow rushed into Lin Fan's eyebrows, Lin Fan was already waiting for him in the sea of consciousness.
The black shadow that had just rushed into the sea of consciousness was instantly wrapped in a ball of ancestral dragon soul, and was scattered by Lin Fan without even struggling.
After getting rid of the souls from the opponent's attack, Lin Fan teleported to the body of the white-faced scholar, preparing to send him on his way with a punch, but the white-faced scholar struck first, slapped his chest with a palm, and took a dozen steps back to stabilize himself.
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Lin Fan was very familiar with the palm of the white-faced scholar, because he almost died under this palm when he was in Bihai Yuntian City.
"Shadow Ecstasy Palm?" Lin Fan felt the pain in his heart and hurriedly took a fairy rejuvenation pill.
"Oh! You're quite capable! Not only can you take my soul attack, but you also know how to use the Shadow Ecstasy Palm, which is great! Let's try my Shadow Ecstasy Needle again..."
The white-faced scholar waved his hands forward as he spoke, but no attack was seen from him.
Lin Fan raised his hand in front of him, a golden halo appeared, and thousands of hair-like black needles shot directly into the golden halo.
"Soul shield? It seems that the person who dared to release his spiritual consciousness wantonly was you, kid?" the white-faced scholar said in surprise.
"It seems that you were the one who used soul skills to sneak attack on me before?" Lin Fan asked back.
"Being able to survive the attack of Zhang Qiankun's Shadow Soul Poker, it seems that you are indeed quite capable!" The white-faced scholar kept moving his hands on his chest as he spoke, as if he was planning some big move.
"Zhang Qiankun? You said your name is Zhang Qiankun? Zhang Qiankun of the blue sea and sky of the Western Regions?" Lin Fan recalled that when he was in the Western Regions, the man named Zhang Qiansu said that her younger brother was called this name, but he remembered that Zhang Qiankun was already dead at that time.
Yes!
"Haha! Have you seen my clone? It seems that I can't keep you today..." Zhang Qiankun, a white-faced scholar, put his palms together and pushed it out. A black mist spurted out from his palms, directly submerging Lin Fan.
Lin Fan felt the strong fluctuation of soul power before the opponent launched the attack, so he waited with peace of mind. Although he mainly practiced soul arts, he didn't have many opportunities to actually come into contact with soul skills.
However, he has always placed great trust in the mysterious ancestral dragon soul source within the sea of consciousness. Every time when his life was in danger, that heaven-defying golden light would save his life.
After thick black mist enveloped Lin Fan, thousands of soul needles as thin as ox hair pierced Lin Fan's eyebrows, drilling into his sea of consciousness.
Lin Fan directly let go of his defenses and spread a large soul-catching net in the sea of consciousness, waiting for the opponent's arrival.
Zhang Qiankun thought that Lin Fan's defense had been broken by him, and he was overjoyed. His soul rushed into Lin Fan's sea of consciousness along with the soul needle that came out of the attack.
Lin Fan quietly looked at the white-faced man wrapped in the ancestral dragon soul. He passed his right index finger under his nose and said, "Oh! It's so boring. With such a little ability, a three-legged cat dares to show off. You really can't even do it."
Your clone is worse than that."
The little white-faced scholar who was bound by the Ancestral Dragon Soul struggled for a moment and felt weaker and weaker, as if his soul had been sucked away, and he was sluggish and shrinking gradually.
This scene made Lin Fan feel strange. He took a closer look at the other souls that had been taken in from the Moon Watching Sect and found that they were much smaller than before.
Looking at the little darling who was bound by the ancestral dragon soul, Lin Fan sighed and said, "Fortunately, the little darling is fine."
He then looked at the woman in blue who was wrapped in a ball of ancestral dragon soul. She was fine.
With a wave of his hand, he released the little boy's restraints and asked him if he knew what was going on.
"My great master! You...when did you practice such evil skills? This soul refining method is taboo in martial arts!"
Little Guaiguai was stunned for a moment, and then said, "That's not right! Wasn't the goddess erasing the soul refining method in the first place? ...That's not right either! The little master is obviously refining these souls now, it doesn't make sense!"
"Pa!" Lin Fan slapped him and restrained the little boy, exited the sea of consciousness and entered the barbarian hall.
After letting Bing Ning go to Lingshan to have fun, Lin Fan sat alone on the futon on the fifth floor of the main hall, feeling the changes in himself.
In addition to being suppressed at the Supreme Peak, the Nine Nether Body Refining Techniques have slightly improved compared to before. This is also a normal phenomenon that the elixir has not been completely refined in his body.
The Nine Nether Soul Refining Technique has improved a lot, and it feels like he is about to advance to the seventh level. As long as the Nine Nether Soul Refining Technique advances, his cultivation level will immediately break through to the imperial realm.
But he hasn't seen Xiao Yu'er and his apprentice yet! If he breaks through like this, wouldn't he be lonely when he comes all the way to the Eastern Region?
"Soul Refining Technique... Soul Refining... Refining Soul? Could it be that this Nine Nether Soul Refining Technique is not just about refining souls, but refining other people's souls?"
"His uncle, I said how could I become a demon? Why are others so afraid of demons? It turns out that what they said is true. I am the demon that makes people fearful."
"Mako is not the son of the Demon King as my wife said. Could it be that...my lady has known about it for a long time? So she deliberately made up such a story to comfort me?"
"But how come there is such a magic power in my sea of consciousness? Others train their bodies through countless exercises, but I only need to take drugs like eating jelly beans to train my body..."
"There is also the abnormality of the Jiuyou Copy Technique. Not only can it copy other people's techniques, but it can also be mastered in an instant. This is not enough..."
"I became an alchemist without doing anything... Any technique related to Jiuyou directly leads to the final Jiuyou Soul Refining Technique. This is really a wake-up call for everyone..."
Lin Fan muttered to himself for a while, then his eyes darkened, and the demonic aura burst out. Then his eyes became clear, and the demonic aura dissipated instantly.
He began to wonder if he was really going to bring disaster to the world and massacre the common people as people said?
After a change of thought, he remembered that what he should be worried about now was not the devil's matter, but how to solve the problem of realm breakthrough.
With a touch of his hand, the soul bound by the golden ancestral dragon soul appeared and floated in front of him.
Lift up the replica jade coffin and seal the souls that have been refined to the point of languidness inside.
The figure flashed to Lingshan, took Bing Ning's little hand, hugged her and returned to the first floor of the main hall.
"Ning'er, dad needs your help now, are you willing?" Lin Fan asked seriously.
Bing Ning was not angry because she was brought back for no apparent reason just because she was having a good time. She nodded and blinked her big eyes to express her agreement.
Lin Fan pointed at the center of Bing Ning's eyebrows, and a trace of red soul power entered the center of Bing Ning's eyebrows along the fingertips, making Xiao Bingning's whole body tremble.
One day later, Lin Fan's state was temporarily stable, but Xiao Bingning was not so well. Her young sea of consciousness was forcibly expanded, causing her to fall asleep directly.
After carefully checking Bing Ning's situation, Lin Fan safely took out a small bed and placed it in a room in the main hall. He asked Xiao Bing Ning to gently place it on the bed and cover her with a quilt.
After stroking Bing Ning's forehead and leaving the small world with a smile, Lin Fan began his journey to find his relatives alone again.