Living in the world of cultivation

"Physical cultivator..."

The black-robed monk knew that he was careless and had been tricked by this guy, and had lost the initiative.

He didn't expect that this old bastard was actually a physical cultivator.

Aren't physical cultivators all barbarians? Why are they fighting so cowardly?

He was also aware of the consequences of being approached by a physical cultivator, so he reacted immediately.

The black-robed monk endured the dizziness caused by the collision and waved his hands one after another. The black python and black smoke in the distance rushed towards Su Fan with a roar.

Su Fan's thoughts moved, and the "Dead Bone Viper Whip" hidden underground instantly jumped out of the ground and entangled the black python transformed by the magic smoke.

He also sacrificed the "Nine Yin Black Turtle Shield" and floated in front of him, blocking the magic smoke like sharp arrows.

These actions were completed in the blink of an eye, and Su Fan didn't delay anything at all.

Before he waited for the other party to land, he had already followed him like a shadow.

Seeing that both attacking magic weapons were easily resolved by Su Fan, the black-robed monk also became anxious.

Just when he wanted to sacrifice another protective magic weapon, unfortunately, he had no chance because Su Fan had already made a move.

"Dielang Jin..."

Su Fan's right hand turned into a bird's beak and tapped the spiritual shield on the black-robed monk.

Buzz! !

The spiritual shield was like a boiling pot, with waves of violent ripples, and even the black-robed monk inside the shield began to shake violently.

"Ancient body secret method..."

Seeing Su Fan's move, the black-robed monk knew that he was finished.

It is said that more than a hundred years ago, there was a physical cultivator from the lower sect in this sect who used this move.

No one who got close to him could escape his poisonous hand.

"Bone cutting hand..."

Su Fan's right hand changed again, and his fingers seemed to flick lightly.

A trace of sinister and treacherous force instantly spread to the black-robed monk with the "Dielang Jin".

Crack... Crack...

The black-robed monk's bones were broken, and he collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud.

Su Fan breathed a sigh of relief, flicked his finger again, and the opponent's neck tilted, and he died immediately.

Whoosh!!

Sister Zhen appeared behind Su Fan, circling around him with a joyful face, as if to praise me.

Su Fan ignored her and hurriedly cleaned up the battlefield.

The disciples of the upper sect were all nearby, so he didn't have time to make trouble with her.

He walked to the black-robed monk and squatted down.

He pulled the other's head aside with his hand, and saw that he had an earring on his right ear.

It was true!

Sister Zhen had successfully attacked him with the "Soul-Breaking Bell" just now, but it was easily resolved by the earring magic weapon in his left ear.

This is a magic weapon for protecting the soul. Su Fan had only heard of it before, but the cultivation resources in Liangzhou were too poor, and there was no such magic weapon on the market.

I didn't expect to see it on a disciple of the upper sect, and it was a pair.

Originally, Su Fan's tactic was to rush over and give him a "Shocking Soul Stab", but later he found out that the opponent actually had a magic weapon to protect the soul.

So he immediately changed his tactics, quickly fought close to him, and used the secret technique of the body to defeat the opponent.

This is a good thing.

Su Fan took off the earring and put it in the ring.

Let alone anything else, this earring alone, if taken back to Liangzhou and put in the auction, can easily be hyped up to a sky-high price.

Of course, Su Fan would definitely not be willing to sell such a good thing.

He picked up the black little jar from the ground again, and at this time the thick magic smoke had already shrunk back into the jar.

This disciple of the upper sect mainly practiced the magic smoke, and the Yinluo Sect did not have the inheritance of this kind of Taoism.

In fact, even if there was, the disciples of the Yinluo Sect could not practice it.

Because this kind of Taoism can only be successfully cultivated by using the endless foreign magic energy in the 100,000-mile Demon Abyss.

Su Fan had no time to think about this thing, so he put it in the ring.

Just as he was about to take off the ring on the other person's hand, his eyes suddenly condensed, and his consciousness instantly spread to the distance.

Someone is coming!

And the other person has already discovered him. Even if he wants to leave now, it's too late.

Su Fan quickly took off the other person's ring, then stood up and turned to look into the distance.

He saw a person slowly walking out of the mist.

"I didn't expect that a scumbag from the lower sect could actually kill our disciples, hehe..."

What Su Fan didn't expect was that this person was the upper sect cultivator who provoked him at Yinshan Pass.

Counting this time, the two have met for the third time.

Fate is really wonderful.

Just like when he first met him, the other person's right hand was still playing with a small black seal.

Su Fan thought about it and arched his hand to the other person.

"Brother, you and I are from the same sect, why do we have to kill each other? This ring is a tribute to you, brother. Please let me go."

The reason why he said this was actually to test the other party.

Because from the moment he boarded the boat, Su Fan felt something was wrong.

The murderous aura emanating from the upper sect disciples was too strong, and the look in their eyes when they looked at them was too greedy.

And the upper sect disciple just now was actually coming for him on purpose, which was a bit weird.

Su Fan's judgment was that something must have gone wrong.

It was normal for the disciples of the Nine Nether Demon Palace to kill the lower sect disciples when they met them, even if they were cruel.

They wouldn't chase them and kill them, right? How big of a grudge would that be?

As expected, the upper sect disciple opposite looked at him like a fool after hearing Su Fan's words.

"Haha... You, a scum from the lower sect, still want to be my fellow disciple, you are not worthy..."

He said this, and laughed sinisterly again.

"Anyway, you will die soon. I won't hide it from you. Someone is buying your identity jade card at a high price. Go to hell..."

After he said that, he threw the small seal in his right hand lightly.

Boom! !

The small seal gradually grew in the wind and instantly turned into a size of several feet. The boundless black magic smoke enveloped the surrounding area of ​​dozens of feet.

"Law domain type magic weapon..."

Su Fan was amazed. No wonder the master asked him to participate in the trial. It was really a great experience.

He finally saw this legendary magic weapon.

"Boy, you have entered my law domain. Now it's too late for you to run away, haha..."

Su Fan raised his head and looked greedily at the black seal floating in the air, his eyes were red.

This is a magic weapon of the domain of law.

I won't run away, I'll take this thing.

The disciple of the upper sect on the opposite side flicked his finger hidden in his robe sleeve, and a black line instantly drilled into the ground.

"If you commit suicide now, I promise to leave you a whole body..."

The black-robed monk said another sentence, and the black line he released had already come to Su Fan's feet along the ground.

Su Fan only felt his feet numb, and his whole body seemed to be frozen, paralyzed in an instant.

"Poison..."

He shook his body a few times and sat on the ground all of a sudden.

Su Fan finally understood what was going on. This guy had a magic weapon of the domain of law, and he kept talking for a long time, just to cover up his poisoning.

This guy is the same as himself, both of them are old and nasty.