Hearing this, Fan Yang smiled, and Yuyuan also smiled.

Yuluo naturally burst into tears and laughed.

Her pretty face was even redder, but she hugged Fan Yu tighter.

Fan Yang and Yu Yuan glanced at each other helplessly, then quietly turned around and walked away.

The smile on their faces quickly faded, and a color of iron took on them.

The two nodded heartily, jumped to their feet, and disappeared into the long street.

- These remnants of the Demon Mountain Sect can't let go of any of them!

Soon, a series of wails began to sound in Linyuan City, all of which were from the disciples of the Demon Mountain Sect.

With the addition of Yuyuan and Fan Yang, they were already unable to fight back, and they did not have the slightest strength to fight back.

Although this battle has not completely ended, no matter who knows it, under the leadership of Fan Yu, Linyuan City has finally won a big victory!

In the center of the ten-mile intersection, among the corpses and blood everywhere, the handsome young man and the beautiful girl hugged each other tightly, and there was an indescribable artistic conception.

Yuluo opened his mouth and said, "Stinky boy, what should I do next?"

Fan Yu looked around at the corpses around him, and there was a faint sadness in his heart.

It was a long time before he seemed to have figured something out, and a smile of relief appeared on his face.

He wasn't a negative and sentimental person, and although it cost too much, they finally won.

- Those who die do not necessarily die, their lives may continue in another form in other people.

Fan Yu smiled and said: "Since you won, then next, it's time to loot the loot." ”

Yuluo's eyes lit up.

In less than a cup of tea, the disciples of the Demon Mountain Sect were almost killed and injured under the pursuit of a group of martial artists.

Although there are still some fish that have escaped to the wasteland outside Linyuan City, they are no longer a threat at all.

Under the auspices of Yu Yuan and Fan Yang, all the warriors began to organize the evacuation of the crowd and clean up the battlefield.

Fan Yu rested for a long time, and finally regained some strength.

Yu Luo helped Fan Yu up, blinked his eyes and said, "Let's do it too! These disciples of the Demon Mountain Sect must have a lot of treasures on their bodies!"

Fan Yu nodded and said, "Yes, but those things will be left to the martial artists of other families, and I will only go and get the loot that belongs to me." ”

After saying this, he slowly stood up and slowly walked towards Mo Teng's corpse.

In the center of the crossroads, the earth had been completely split in half, leaving behind a shocking rift and blackened scorch marks.

Morten lay in the center of the chasm.

It's just that under Fan Yu's sword, Mo Teng's whole person was completely split in half.

Even the blood on his body was steamed dry in the heat, apparently too dead to die.

But the most strange thing was that even though Mo Teng had been split in two by the sword qi, the light gauze-like black clothes on his body still maintained its intact shape.

Fan Yu's eyes also lit up.

His soul power gently poured out, and as soon as it shrouded it, the black light veil was like a cloud of smoke, falling off from Mo Teng's body on its own and falling on Fan Yu's hand.

It is cold and thin as a cicada's wings, but there is a faint sense of indestructibility, as soft as flowing water, as tough as flowing water.

At the bottom of the light yarn, there are two ancient characters, named "Suyue".

The corners of Fan Yu's mouth already had a hint of a smile, "Suyue robe, yes, it's really a quasi-earth-level source weapon robe!"

"And looking at it like this, it's not an auxiliary type treasure, but a heavy treasure of the main defense in the source weapon, no wonder after I used the Xuanhuo Extinguishing Array to refine, Mo Teng was actually able to retreat with his whole body. ”

Yuluo's eyes lit up, and his eyes stared at the light yarn in Fan Yu's hand without blinking, and he seemed to be attracted by its mystery and beauty.

Yu Luo said: "I didn't expect that there are such unearthly treasures on these dark and ugly demon demons, it's really unbelievable." ”

Fan Yu said meaningfully: "Strength, martial arts and treasures, there is no distinction between good and evil, good and evil, it just depends on whose hands it falls into." ”

Yuluo nodded, and changed his words: "Stinky boy, don't put a stinky fart on the shelf here for me, since you have already succeeded, why don't you hurry up and put it on and have a look?"

Fan Yu smiled, and without any pretentiousness, he directly mobilized the little source power left in the Xuan Vein, and rushed towards the Suyue robe that was like a black veil.

Under the infusion of the source force, Su Yue's robe immediately glowed with a layer of moonlight-like color, and immediately turned into a hazy white mist, enveloping Fan Yu's whole body.

After a burst of smoke, Fan Yu was already wearing a flowing black robe, shining brightly, dazzling in the night, as if an immortal had descended into the world.

Yuluo was dumbfounded and said, "This is amazing, it's just a piece of clothing, and it can even change shape?"

Fan Yu didn't make any fuss.

The genus of the earth-level source weapon is not comparable to the human level at all, and it already contains a trace of changes in the origin rules of heaven and earth.

Although this Suyue robe is only a quasi-earth-level thing, it can be regarded as touching a trace of the threshold, and naturally it cannot be regarded as a mortal thing.

He had already begun to feel the subtlety of Suyue's robe.

Dao Dao brilliance was like mercury, rippling on the surface of Fan Yu's body, and he immediately washed away the blood stains and stains on his body.

And under the robe, there is also a layer of fluorescence invisible to the naked eye, which envelops Fan Yu's skin, making him invulnerable to cold and heat, and ordinary water and fire.

Fan Yu suddenly said: "Yuluo, try not to use any source power, give me a punch." ”

Yuluo immediately understood what he meant.

A punch was handed out, and the air flowed, and the fist wind gusted.

It's just that this powerful punch has not yet landed on Fan Yu, and it was shrouded in a layer of moon-white mist.

Almost eighty percent of the strength was slowly consumed in this mist, and only the remaining two points of strength were blasted on Fan Yu's body through the Suyue magic weapon.

But it only made him take two steps back.

Fan Yu smiled: "Yes, it's better than I imagined, for the martial artists of the two realms of spiritual light and Juyuan, this is indeed a treasure." ”

Yuluo's eyes rolled.

Fan Yu said: "Don't look at it, this is a man's clothes, but don't worry, if I have a chance in the future, I will definitely give you a better robe than this." ”

Yuluo's autumn-like eyes immediately flashed with a hint of sweet tenderness.

But she snorted lightly and said, "I'm not rare, and this dress looks like bells and whistles, it's really ugly." ”

Fan Yu laughed dumbly.

With a thought, the Suyue robe surged again and turned into a moon-white plain robe, which set off Fan Yu's figure more handsome and upright.

Yu Luo was amazed.

The two of them looked at each other, and then turned their gaze back to Moteng.

As a peerless powerhouse in the middle of the Gathering Source Realm, and even once cultivated to the Cloud Sea Realm, the other treasures left behind by Mo Teng made people feel like their blood was running through their veins just thinking about it.

But their faces soon became a little gloomy.

- Maybe Fan Yu's sword was too strong, and after killing Mo Teng on the spot, it seemed that all the treasures on his body were destroyed, and there was not even a single thing left.

Even Fan Yu didn't expect this result at all, and the two of them were full of regrets.

Yu Luo sighed, and said with regret on his face: "This is also a pity, isn't it! This is a generation of Demon Mountain Sect Master, I don't know how many treasures there are on my body, but I don't know how many treasures I have, but I don't have any of them!?"

Fan Yu didn't answer, his eyes flickered, thoughtful.

Yuluo seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly said again: "By the way, there is also that monster just now! He should also have a lot of good things on him!"

After saying this, Yuluo picked up Fan Yu and walked towards the city where he had fought with Jisha before.

However, this time, the faces of both of them sank completely.

In addition to picking up Fan Yu's artifact broken sword, the two were surprised to find that even Ji Sha did not leave any treasures on his body.

Not even a single source coin.

It's clean, it's weirdly clean.

Yu Luo's face was a little unbearable, and he said indignantly: "The people of the Demon Mountain Sect are really so poor? This person should at least be a small leader, and he doesn't have anything on him?"

She looked around and was ready to walk outside.

Fan Yu's eyes flashed, and he suddenly grabbed her and said, "Don't waste your efforts, not only the two of us, I'm afraid that all the martial artists of other families haven't found anything from these demon demons." ”

Yu Luo was stunned for a moment, and said puzzledly: "No, what about the inheritance of the Demon Mountain Sect over the past dynasties and the treasures accumulated in the past thirty years?"

Fan Yu took a deep breath.

He looked at Yu Luo and said meaningfully: "All this, I'm afraid I have to ask that ghostly man, but fortunately, I let Uncle Yu leave him alive." ”

An hour later, it was almost dawn.

In Linyuan City, it did not become full of life as the sun broke through the clouds.

On the contrary, the streets are littered with corpses and rivers of blood, presenting a scene of ruin and depression everywhere.

Shufan fell sharply in the wind, and the wind swept the entire street, but it could not blow away the heavy atmosphere.

Inside the lobby of the Fan family.

Although the huge hall was already full of people, the strange thing was that except for Fan Yu, none of them were members of the Fan family.

After such a thrilling and dangerous battle, even this hall was filled with a strong bloody atmosphere.

The seventy-eight patriarchs of the martial arts family were sitting on the chairs at the moment, their faces all gloomy and terrifying.

A pair of eyes stared at the center of the lobby without blinking, as if they were about to eat people.

The polar yin is in the middle of this hall.

Under the restraint of Yu Yuan's heroic righteousness, Ji Yin was completely unable to move, and even had to endure the pain of the human muscles and bones all the time.

However, his face was always indifferent, and his cold pupils were full of resentment and hatred.

"So far, you still refuse to tell where the sect of the Demon Mountain Sect is!?"

After speaking, it was Zheng Lin, the head of the Zheng family.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the shouts exploded like thunder in the hall, shaking people's scalps.

- Zheng Lin lost an arm in the battle, and witnessed the tragic death of so many people, his mood was already extremely bad, so he naturally would not be polite to this demon.

For his binge drinking, Ji Yin ignored it, and after spitting a puddle of saliva on the ground, he immediately closed his eyes.

If you want to kill or chop, listen to it.

Zheng Lin said angrily: "Okay, it seems that I won't give you a little hardship today, you don't know what to do!"

After saying this, he drew a sharp dagger from his waist and walked towards Ji Yin with an angry face.

However, Rao was like this, and there was still no change on Ji Yin's face, and he didn't even open his eyes.

He sneered: "Whatever torture you have, just use it on me, if I frown, I won't be your father." ”

Ji Yin's words are full of irony and disdain.

"Or, do you want to kneel down and beg me, so that I can teach this son some of the tortures of my Holy Sect, and see if I can pry my mouth open. ”

Zheng Lin was so angry that his face turned pale, and the green tendons on his forehead jumped violently.

The dagger in his hand flashed cold, and he was about to stab down.

"Enough. ”

It was Fan Yu who spoke.

His voice was not loud, and there was even a faint hint of weakness.

But the moment Zheng Lin heard this voice, it was as if he had heard God's will, and he didn't dare to hesitate at all, and immediately forcibly stopped the falling dagger.