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Whew, whew!

The disciple of the Small-Eyed Demon Sect controlled the pocket and emitted a terrifying suction, sucking all the surrounding mountains and rocks, and even the big trees were uprooted, which shows how great its suction power is!

Ding Fan was also sucked to his feet, and with a loud "ah", he was sucked over. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info (Qianqian)

When Ding Yu, Ding Mu and the others saw it, they were taken aback, and they all exclaimed: "The chief manager!"

Seeing that Ding Fan was about to be sucked into his pocket, however, at this moment, a ray of light suddenly shot out from Ding Fan's body, it was a flying sword, a nine-spirit level flying sword! If there was a disciple of the Long family here, he would find that this flying sword was actually the dragon bone sword of their son-in-law's 'Long Moyuan'!

As soon as the flying sword came out, it immediately slashed towards the two Demon Sect disciples like lightning.

"Huh, what is this?"

The two Demon Sect disciples were taken aback for a moment, and their faces showed extreme horror.

They hurriedly tried to resist, but the flying sword was too fast, close and unstoppable, and only heard a soft sound, and the flying sword slashed past their necks without any hindrance!

"You...... You...... There is such a powerful flying sword, what the hell are you...... Be...... Who?" The disciple of the Little Eyed Demon Sect couldn't imagine that a young man who seemed to be no threat would have such a powerful magic weapon, could it be that he was an extremely important disciple of the Taixu Sect?

But there's no such person in the intelligence, right?

He's a little dumbfounded!

However, his qi has been cut off, and it is already very good to be able to say these few words.

Without the master's control, the pocket also fell to the ground instantly, and the huge suction force dissipated at the same time.

As for the corpses of the three Demon Sect disciples, Ding Fan did not take them away, but all the valuable things on their bodies were searched, and at the same time, Ding Fan also took a bottle of essence blood from each of their heads, preparing to take it back to earn sect contribution points.

"Boss, what about these demons?" Ding Yu suddenly shouted.

Ding Fan's eyes swept away, and he saw that the demons who had lost the control of the disciples of the Demon Sect had become a mess, each of them either firing arrows or wielding knives, regardless of whether they were enemies or comrades-in-arms in front of them, just slashing and killing, they all looked sluggish, like fools.

Ding Yu and the others were naturally able to easily dodge the attacks of the demons, but how to deal with these demons was a big headache.

Even if it is killed directly, more than 10,000 people will be killed until they are soft, but Ding Fan already has a strict order, and the demon can only be stunned, not killed.

"Send a signal, let Xu Lietao and Ding Yi come over, and we will try to wake them up as much as possible. Ding Fan said.

"Yes!" one of the disciples agreed, then sent a signal to the rear.

Not long after, Ding Yi and Xu Lietao rushed over with a large army.

With the addition of these seven hundred people, those uncontrolled demons were immediately knocked out in pieces.

Xu Lietao led a large group of disciples to constantly feed those demons exorcism pills or exorcism powder, and in about two hours, nearly 10,000 demons were all rescued.

While they were surprised and lamented, they did not forget to express their most sincere thanks to Ding Fan and other disciples of Taixumen.

Some demons whose strength was above the fourth level of the Quenching Realm even took the initiative to ask to stay, and they were unwilling to leave no matter what, vowing to follow their benefactors to hunt down the disciples of the Demon Sect.

Ding Fan saw that they were so persistent, and their strength was not satisfactory, so he readily agreed.

However, these people are not disciples of the Taixu Sect after all, and without the assessment of the Taixu Sect, Ding Fan did not dare to incorporate them into his own team without authorization, so he set up another organization for them, called the 'Great Martial Ding Family Reserve Group'.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Ding Fan took the disciples of the Great Martial Ding Family, the disciples of the He Family and the preparatory group of the Great Martial Ding Family, a total of about 1,000 people, set off again.

Ding Fan will cultivate whenever he has time.

He has now reached the peak of the tenth layer of the Quenching Body Realm, and the Spirit Transformation Barrier has also broken through the tenth layer and impacted to the thirty-sixth layer.

There are 9981 layers of spirit barriers, and every nine floors is a watershed.

Some time ago, Ding Fan had been stuck on the tenth layer and couldn't advance, but after this series of battles, especially after absorbing the souls of some Demon Sect disciples, his realm advanced by leaps and bounds again, and he broke through the forty-nine thirty-six layer of spirit transformation barriers at once.

However, there is still a long way to go before you can truly reach the Soul Transformation Realm, and the further back you go, the more difficult it is to break through the Spirit Transformation Barrier.

Some people are even stuck in this spirit barrier for the rest of their lives, unable to advance an inch!

At the beginning, the three elders of the Ding family, 'Ding Moyun' of Qinglong County of the Dawu Dynasty, had been stuck here for more than eighty years, and he still couldn't break through!

It can be seen how difficult it is to break through all the spirit barriers!

After all, breaking through the barrier of transformation is a step to the sky!

No matter how strong the quenching realm is, it is also very limited, and only by breaking through to the realm of transforming into a spirit can it really be a high sky and a bird flying, and the sea is wide and a fish jumps!

Therefore, Ding Fan has never relaxed his cultivation, as long as he has time, he will continue to practice hard.

The disciples of the Dawu Ding family have long been surprised by Ding Fan's spirit of seizing all the time and practicing hard, and there are also many disciples who follow him, and all of them are a little bit of a demon, crazy, crazy.

When He Wan and the disciples of the He family saw it, they immediately sighed and were shocked, and at the same time, they were also greatly stimulated, and they couldn't help but practice hard one by one.

The members of the preparatory group are even more exciting.

They were all a little complacent before, thinking that they had reached the fourth layer, and they could be regarded as a one-to-one master in the world, but since the invasion of the Demon Sect disciples, they have become puppets.

Now, seeing that the disciples of the Taixu Sect are already very strong, but they are still practicing hard, they are suddenly greatly inspired.

In particular, the head of the Ding family became the head of the family at a young age, and he was indeed more ruthless than anyone else in training!

Watching him practice masochistic hard over and over again, everyone couldn't help but feel a sense of horror, and at the same time, they also felt heartfelt awe of him.

Since then, under the investigation of Little Yellow Bird, the Great Martial Ding family has hunted and killed the disciples of the Demon Sect everywhere, collecting their treasures, essence blood, and even souls, while stepping up hard training and striving to improve their strength, and on the other hand, they have continuously absorbed members of the reserve group to strengthen themselves.

At the same time, they would also recruit other Taixu Sect disciples who had been dispersed, but if they met a single disciple of the Long Family in Tianjing City, they would not be so polite.

Although they will not be killed, they will be robbed of all their belongings, and then they will be left to fend for themselves.

In this way, time flies, and three months have passed.

"Boss, where are we going next?" Standing at the head of the city, Ding Yi was radiant and asked Ding Fan.

"Where are we now?" Ding Fan looked at the snowy mountain peaks in front of him.

It's winter now, and it's cold and snowy, and many places are already white.