Resurrection Of Spiritual Energy Oh My God, My Horcrux Is A Kitchen Knife

After breaking through many obstacles, the spiritual giant sword finally came close to Qin Fan.

And Qin Fan also used almost all his skills.

When the two collided, Qin Fan's body flew into the air like a kite with its string broken...

The old man in the long robe sneered, immediately turned around, grabbed Inukaisaburo and flew away.

The auras of those powerful men were getting closer and closer, and time no longer allowed him to confirm whether Qin Fan was dead again.

But he believed that Qin Fan would have no way to survive under his spiritual attack.

He had to return to Japan quickly, and he needed to find out what happened to Yamata no Orochi.

You must know that Yamata no Orochi is the highest god in their Japanese country. Those who are qualified to worship Yamata no Orochi are only a few families at their Apex Level, and their disciples mostly get power from Yamata no Orochi when they practice.

Now in Daxia, a similar entity appears, and he must bring this information back.

The matter is divided into two sides, let’s talk about one side first

It is said that Qin Fan flew hundreds of meters away like a kite with its string cut off, and fell directly into the darkness.

There seemed to be a loud popping sound, and Gao Fushuai was a little doubtful as to whether it was smashed into meat.

"Hold the grass, Qin Fan, are you still alive? Just make a sound if you are alive."

Gao Fushuai shouted while turning on the lighting on his mobile phone and groping for the general direction.

He didn't even pay attention to the powerful auras passing above his head.

"Qin Fan, you don't look like a short-lived guy?"

"If you want to die, why don't you die in the competition? At least one less passionate man from Daxia will die."

"As for you, you just want to live. It doesn't matter how you die."

Gao Fushuai murmured as he walked.

"It seems to be here? Why is there no one?"

"You won't really be smashed into a pulp, right?"

"Oh, I don't seem to be familiar with him either. I don't think I need to pay for the share, right?"

"Pfft...cough cough cough..."

As Gao Fushuai was talking, he heard a rapid coughing sound and hurriedly turned the light on.

They saw a pit about one meter deep on the grass behind a row of tombstones, and Qin Fan was lying in the pit coughing violently.

Gao Fushuai glanced at Qin Fan. Fortunately, he probably won't die.

"You're a shameless guy. You're even ready to bury yourself in a pit, but you're a greedy guy who's not qualified to be buried here."

Qin Fan glared at him. Originally, he thought he could still save someone, but after hearing Gao Fushuai's bottomless remarks, he felt that he had already seen the doctor bowing to him.

"Stop crying there, I won't die yet, why don't you give me a hand?"

After breathing for a while, Qin Fan moved his hands and feet slightly. There were countless wounds scattered all over his body. Above the wounds, the remaining spiritual power flashed with faint fluorescence and kept wandering around.

If you look closely, you can see that the wound is being healed and being destroyed at the same time, and neither of them can do anything to the other for a while.

"Damn, aren't I afraid that you will disintegrate again under a pull? If you ask me to fight back again, I don't have that ability."

Gao Fushuai curled his lips, but still walked forward and stretched out his hand to Qin Fan.

Qin Fan tried his hand. Although it hurt a little, fortunately it was just a skin injury and the bones were fine.

He slowly sat up. This movement involved the wounds on his body, and he couldn't help but grin.

"Master, master, can you give it to me?"

Just as Qin Fan grimaced in pain, the eight-headed little snake looked at the fluorescent light flashing on Qin Fan's body. The eight snake heads drooled downward like a small waterfall.

"Zhoucao, your taste is a bit special."

Qin Fan was stunned for a moment and immediately agreed. If the little snake could clean up the fluorescence, he would really like it.

The eight-headed little snake couldn't help but jump for joy after being stunned. The eight snakes' mouths opened and sucked slightly, and all the spiritual fluorescence that was originally hovering between Qin Fan's wounds flew into the mouth of the eight-headed little snake.

Qin Fan was stunned. Is this really possible?

Gao Fushuai became even more excited, as if he saw some huge business opportunity, and said hurriedly: "Dear junior, do you want to sell this little snake? The price can be very good."

"You idiot, don't you see that this is a priceless treasure?"

Qin Fan refused. It was a joke. Apart from anything else, his terrifying ability that could grow with the growth of his master was already considered a priceless treasure.

Gao Fushuai still seemed a little unwilling to give up, staring at the little snake with bright eyes. Qin Fan directly increased his infinite vigilance. After the little snake drank the fluorescence, he directly took the little snake back into the sea of ​​consciousness with a thought.

Gao Fushuai suddenly became anxious: "Where's the snake? Where's my snake? I said you are ungrateful. If it weren't for me, could you just bury it now?"

"What? I want to buy you a pet now, are you so heartless?"

Qin Fan was startled when he heard this. Gao Fushuai didn't say it but he didn't think of it for a moment. Now that he was reminded, he suddenly showed a strange expression and said: "You are a very well-hidden guy. If I'm not mistaken, you are the King of War." Are you in the High Level realm?"

"Why are you... Oh, hold the grass, it's terrible now, it's terrible..."

Gao Fushuai was confused for a moment, and suddenly his face was full of bitterness. He didn't care to help Qin Fan, and kept spinning on the spot.

After a long time, he turned around and said to Qin Fan fiercely: "Boy, I'm warning you, you must compensate me."

"If I don't save you, I won't... Wow..."

As he spoke, Gao Fushuai actually started to cry.