Chapter Twenty-Three: Making a Fortune

"It's not good, there's a top-level master here, I can't deal with it, let's leave quickly!"

Hearing that voice, Deng Zhiqiang's face suddenly changed drastically, and a burst of mysterious lines appeared all over his body, and then, with a wave of his big hand, a gust of wind blew around, and then, all the people within a radius of 100 meters disappeared in place. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Master Deng, what kind of supernatural power are you?"

In just a moment, Ding Fan and the others were thousands of miles away, looking at the unfamiliar environment around them, Ding Fan couldn't help but be taken aback, and hurriedly asked.

"This is not a supernatural power, this is a spirit pattern!" Deng Zhiqiang said.

"Spirit Pattern Technique?" Ding Fan was stunned.

"Yes, we have six realms for cultivating immortals, the Quenching Body Realm, the Spirit Transformation Realm, the Spirit Pattern Realm, the Immortal Yuan Realm, the True Immortal Realm and the Ancient Immortal Realm, each realm is divided into ten layers, among which the Quenching Body Realm mainly cultivates martial arts, the Spirit Realm cultivates supernatural powers, and the Spirit Pattern Realm cultivates Spirit Pattern Technique, as for the latter three realms, it is to cultivate Immortal Arts, Divine Arts, and Dao Techniques!" As soon as Deng Zhiqiang talked about cultivation, he immediately talked eloquently and clearly," As for whether there is a higher cultivation method above the Dao Technique, it is unknown, after all, since there are written records, only the Dao Technique is the highest!"

"Martial arts, supernatural powers, spirit patterns, immortal arts, divine arts, Taoist arts...... I haven't even been exposed to supernatural powers now, and my path to cultivating immortals is really still very long!" Ding Fan was amazed when he heard this.

"You're still early, let's become a spirit realm first. Deng Zhiqiang suddenly put on an elder posture and said, "Young man, work hard!"

Ding Fan pursed his lips and swept his gaze around.

A large number of people were found lying around.

There are tiger-faced demons who scare them, there is that Thousand Star Pavilion kid, and there are a large number of Seven Killing Hall demon generals.

With a wave of his hand, Ding Fan collected all the people around him into the Nine Shadows Godhead.

The Tiger Faced Demon Demon and the others were directly sent into the Nine Shadows Abyss and continued to sleep, except for the Mighty King Kong Demon, the other eight people would wake up every three days, take a pill of the Great Soul Pill and the Great Blood Qi Pill, and then continue to sleep, and their strength was constantly improving.

A large number of Seven Killing Hall Demon Generals were directly drained of their souls and essence blood by the Hydra Emperor and refined into high-quality Great Soul Pills and Great Blood Qi Pills, while their bones were all refined into Howling Sky Zombies.

As for the Thousand Star Pavilion child, Ding Fan's spiritual transmission did not let him move, and the Hydra Emperor had no choice but to let him sleep in his own dragon and snake airspace.

"Next, where are we going to play?" Deng Zhiqiang also knew that Ding Fan had a great magic weapon on his body, however, he was not interested in it and asked casually.

"Is this still Ten Thousand Demon Mountain?" Ding Fan asked rhetorically.

"Yes, this should be the depths of the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain. Deng Zhiqiang said.

"Then we'll continue to train here. Ding Fan then took the lead in walking forward.

After a while, they encountered a large number of disciples of the Seven Killing Palace.

These disciples are all sergeant-level demon soldiers, although there are many of them, but for Ding Fan and Deng Zhiqiang, their strength is really a little too weak.

However, Ding Fan originally came to the Demon Realm to hunt the disciples of the Demon Sect to refine the elixir, so with the mentality of 'no matter how small the mosquito is, it is still meat', he slaughtered it on a large scale.

Deng Zhiqiang floated in the air tastelessly, looking at it for a long time, he was really bored, so he casually stretched out his finger, and a Demon Soldier of the Seven Killing Hall would immediately explode, and his flesh and blood would splash.

Poof, poof, poof......

Ding Fan's current physical strength has reached the level of eight hundred horses, and he can crack the mountain and crack the stone with any punch, and hit the demon soldier, just like hitting an egg, it can be shattered in an instant!

Bloody water!

Not to mention that Ding Fan's martial arts have already reached the realm of martial gods, one move and one style have broken through the separation between heaven and man, containing a trace of spiritual power, and it is powerful, just his terrifying physical strength is enough to knock a steel plate away.

What's more, the bodies of these demon soldiers in the Seven Killing Hall are not as hard as steel plates?

The Hydra Emperor did not stop, the power of the primordial gods surged out, sucking the flesh, corpses, and souls of all the demon soldiers into the Nine Shadows Godhead, and even the weapons in the hands of the demon soldiers, even if they were mortal products, were also collected, and they really didn't let go of even a piece of grass!

Although the elixir refined with the flesh and soul of these demon soldiers is not as good as that refined with demon generals, it is better than nothing.

Ding Fan's entire mind was immersed in the battle of the demon soldiers of the Seven Killing Palace, and the demons flying in the sky roared, and he didn't look at it at all, rampage, sweeping all the way.

One demon soldier after another was killed directly, and there was not even a scream.

The rest of the demon soldiers were frightened and scattered in a hurry.

"Stop them, don't let them escape!" Ding Fan shouted to Deng Zhiqiang.

"Okay. ā€

A burst of lines appeared on Deng Zhiqiang's body, and suddenly, a huge invisible net appeared around him, and those fleeing demon soldiers collided with it and bounced back directly, and the screams they made could not be transmitted.

"Hahaha, Master Deng, what kind of spirit pattern technique are you?" Ding Fan laughed.

"This is a net!" Deng Zhiqiang was also very proud.

"Hmm, how does this name sound like a supernatural technique?" Ding Fan exclaimed.

Deng Zhiqiang smiled and said, "Fool, who said that the Divine Power Technique and the Spirit Pattern Technique can't take the same name?"

"Then what's the difference between the Divine Power Technique and the Spirit Pattern Technique?"

"The biggest difference between them is that the power is different, if the power of the supernatural technique is like a **, then the power of the spirit pattern is equivalent to a thousand **!

"I know that, of course, and what I want to ask is how do I tell the difference between the two. ā€

"It's very simple, the Divine Power Technique uses the aura of heaven and earth, and it is simply condensed together, and the spirit pattern technique is at a higher level, which is to superimpose the aura of heaven and earth through a certain pattern, in this way, the power will be even greater!"

"Oh, I see. ā€

While killing the demon soldiers, Ding Fan asked Deng Zhiqiang for advice.

In the blink of an eye, nearly a thousand demon soldiers around him died, and their bodies, flesh and blood, souls, and weapons all became Ding Fan's wealth.

The inner disciples of the ordinary Immortal Dao Sect are not opponents at all when they encounter so many demon soldiers at once, even if they are soul disciples, those in the first and second layer realms, I am afraid they will not be able to parry.

After all, these demon soldiers were all masters equivalent to the peak of the tenth layer of the Quenching Realm.

However, Ding Fan's body was too terrifying, and the ordinary third- and fourth-layer spirit transformation disciples were not his opponents, not to mention, he also had the help of the two old monsters, the Hydra Emperor and Deng Zhiqiang, and it was indeed very easy to kill these demon soldiers.

"It's not good, another big wave of demon soldiers is coming, what should I do?" Deng Zhiqiang shouted.

"This is a good thing, I just need more demons to rush to death now, so that I can refine more pills, and my cultivation will be faster!" Ding Fan looked happy.

"However, this time it seems that not only the demon soldiers came, but also the demon generals!" Deng Zhiqiang said.

"The demon general is better, anyway, with you, what am I afraid of?" Ding Fan said.

"But I'm afraid. Deng Zhiqiang cried with a sad face.

"Are you afraid?"

"yes, what if that top-level figure comes again? My 'Spirit Pattern Void Escape Technique' has only been learned for a long time, and I can only perform it once a day, which means that if that top-level big man comes again, we will have to fight hard. ā€

"Are you afraid of him?"

"Of course, he seems to give me a better feeling than my senior brother!"