"Boom!"

A huge first-level triple demon beast bloodtooth porcupine fell in a mess, this was the seventh demon beast that Bu Fan killed three days after entering the mountain range, basically more than two a day.

With the method that Tang Xiao taught him that could increase his speed by one or five times, coupled with the strong explosive Falling Flower Palm, ordinary first-level demon beasts couldn't last a few rounds at all.

It's just that what makes Bu Fan puzzled is that there are very few demon beasts with markers, only two of the seven he killed are marked, and the first-level demon beasts on the periphery of the mountain range have been hunted almost all, and the rest may have been hidden, this blood-toothed porcupine was still found by Bu Fan after looking for a long time.

Could it be that the marks are all on those second- and third-level demon beasts, which are equivalent to the foundation building and knot realm of human cultivators.

On the way to the mountain range, Bu Fan judged from the speed of those people that they should be about the same as his realm, all of them are in the Qi cultivation period, except for a few perverts like Tang Xiao, or the foundation building realm, but not necessarily, maybe she just ran fast.

"Since that's the case, then I'll go and kill the second level" After thinking for a while, Bu Fan made up his mind, but before that, he had to improve his strength first.

Taking the demon pill of the blood-toothed porcupine, Bu Fan found a hidden bush to absorb it, and it was indispensable to guard against people, and Bu Fan had also encountered many candidates in the past few days, all of whom were not good-looking, and they didn't do anything because they didn't know their strength.

Seven first-level demon pills make about one-tenth of Bu Fan's spiritual power become Xuan-level, and a few dozen will completely become Xuan-level spiritual roots, but it is easy to say, but it is difficult to do, where are there dozens of first-level demon beasts for you to kill.

In addition to absorbing the demon pill, Bu Fan more importantly wants to learn a martial art, Bu Fan has been looking for a martial art in his mind since he entered the mountain range, this time he is not looking for one with attack power, mainly to find a fast one.

After many days of searching, Bu Fan finally found a low-level martial art with a good name, good-looking moves, and although it has no power, it is very fast.

The leisurely walk is mainly the perfect use of our own inertia, and our normal walking is our own power, plus a little inertia support.

And the consummation of the leisurely step is to start to give oneself a little motivation, and the rest is all to rely on inertia to move, to take ethereal steps, and the speed is extremely fast.

At first, Bu Fan fell a few times, but then he slowly got better, and after about an hour, Bu Fan practiced to the realm of Xiaocheng, and his own power and inertia were half a point, so that half of his physical strength was saved to walk, and his speed was nearly doubled.

The most important thing is that this martial art almost does not consume spiritual power, and only needs to be assisted with a little spiritual power when moving.

"Okay, then I'll go find a second-level demon beast to try my strength now" Bu Fan recovered the missing spiritual power in his body and headed towards the depths of the mountain range, he didn't dare to stay longer, after all, this is a game, every second to deposit gold, plus the consumption is not much, it only took "two flowers" to kill the blood-toothed porcupine just now

Now Bu Fan's falling flower palm is only a trace away from consummation, and he can already make the shot spiritual power flower stay in the air for two seconds.

Before leaving, Bu Fan took out a half-meter-long blood-colored fangs from the mouth of the dead pig, which was the basis for the blood-toothed porcupine to perform his natal beast skills, just like the single horn of the jade horn snake, he was ready to use it as a weapon temporarily, since the heroic sacrifice of the two or two daggers, Bu Fan didn't even have a decent weapon, so he couldn't use the falling flower palm to get the demon pill every time, it was too wasteful.

In this way, a young man in a black cloak, carrying a blood-colored fang, advanced into the depths of the mountain range under the reflection of the setting sun.