It's just that the assumption is good, the reality is. Pen % fun % pavilion www.biquge.info. With a poof, Lin Fan clearly heard the sound of the blade entering his body, staggered under his feet, and almost fell from the sky.

The Qianmu Teng in his hand changed his form, threw it out and hung on the tall tree in front of him, tightened his hand, and swung his body over, and when he turned around, he threw out all the remaining mixed explosion pills on his body.

She had quickly walked towards her target, and soon saw the man sitting cross-legged in the treetops, dressed in a dark green robe, wrapping himself tightly as if blending in with the surrounding leaves.

When the man saw Lin Fan coming, he turned his head to look over, and saw a trace of green light flashing in his eyes, Lin Fan's eyes narrowed, and he reacted quickly. Almost at the same time, there was a violent attack in the mind, a mental attack from the other side.

Lin Fan gritted her teeth, concentrated her mental strength and reluctantly used the third spin of the spiral technique, and attacked the opponent accurately, and it was still a little difficult for her to use it again in such a short period of time. But now is the best time, and if we wait any longer, there will be other changes.

Sure enough, the opponent's spiritual power defense is very strong, just like the demon clan last time, the spiritual power of the foundation building period, her third rotation still can't kill the other party, just because of the existence of the spiritual power defense magic weapon. This person obviously also has it, but for this, Lin Fan has been prepared before, and she doesn't expect to destroy the other party in one fell swoop.

Holding the law with one hand, Qing Zhu, who had thought that he had controlled the opponent's flying sword, suddenly changed his face, only to see that the flying sword he had already controlled was instantly dispersed into five identical small flying swords, and quickly stabbed at the fatal position on his body.

hurriedly dodged the flying sword that came from the attack, but suddenly stumbled under his feet, his face turned white, and he frowned. The tingling pain in his mind made him grit his teeth, this is the human spirit refiner who knocked the sky down? At such a young age?

Everyone was wrong, there was no one else at all, and the person present that day was simply this female cultivator, who knocked Qingtian down. He must bring this news back, when did such a genius monk with spiritual power appear among the human monks, they didn't even have any news at all.

He wanted to escape, but Lin Fan didn't have the idea of letting him go at all, if she could, she didn't want to let go of any of the demon clans here.

Qingyun Jian quickly followed Qing Candle, and she didn't care about the injuries on her body, so she quickly chased after her. The thousand wood teng in his hand changed to the longest form, and he shook it hard, and you can't escape today.

Qing Zhu was flying with all his might, but suddenly his waist tightened, and a powerful force pulled him back, and his eyes shrank, not good.

It's a pity that he didn't have time to react, Lin Fan's Qingyun Sword was already waiting, even if his spiritual power was strong, there was also Lin Fan's spiritual power involved, although he couldn't break through his spiritual defense, Lin Fan could use his inability to dodge her spiritual power attack, and use the Qingyun Sword to attack.

Sure enough, the other party did not disappoint her, the strength of the spirit refiner has always been not strong, even if the demon clan in front of her has the spiritual power of the late stage of foundation building, but it does not have the strength of the late stage of foundation building, only the middle stage of foundation building.

Qing Candle was very anxious in his heart, there were more and more wounds on his body, the rapid passage of spiritual power, and the rapid consumption of spiritual power were not good news. Why haven't those guys come to his aid yet, what are they going to eat?

But he wanted to escape by his own ability, but he couldn't do it, this hateful human spirit refiner was too terrifying, she didn't give him a chance to escape at all. He really shouldn't rely on his strength after breaking through, so he sneaked out with people without saying a word, at this time he desperately hoped that the subordinates he raised would betray him, and he had secretly told the clan before leaving, so that there would be someone to save them.

Lin Fan wanted to fight quickly, naturally he would not drag the water and mud, and when he seized the opportunity, it was a fatal blow, and he stabbed the Qingyun Sword into the opponent's heart. Causing a miserable scream, Lin Fan stepped forward to look at him expressionlessly, dug out the demon pill, took back the storage bag, and threw a fireball in his hand.

But after a while, the demon corpse on the ground had turned into a pile of dust, and it dispersed with the wind.

At the same time, in the distant demon clan, in a tall and magnificent hall, a piece of wooden plaque pressed by black pressure, one of which suddenly cracked quickly from the middle, but it was completely shattered in an instant.

"Xiao Yu, look." One of the people who was cleaning in the main hall rubbed his eyes, reached out and stabbed the person next to him in disbelief, and pointed his finger in the direction of the broken wooden sign with trembling fingers.

"What? Is that... The man turned his head to look, but his face changed drastically, and his whole body trembled.

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both saw deep fear in each other's eyes, and their legs trembled, and they stiffened for a while before they both turned around and ran out of the main hall.

"Oh no, not good."

A quarter of an hour later, a group of people came in the main hall, all of them looking at the wreckage of the broken place, it was really broken, which could only mean that the clansman represented by the wooden sign was completely dead. Not even a trace of the primordial spirit remained, it was one of their hopes, a hole card, one of the very few spiritual refiners.

What's going on lately? There were only a few spiritual refiners in the clan, all of whom were protected by their good lives and gathered together to cultivate, but one was seriously injured and fell into a coma, and the other died suddenly.

"Where did Candle go?" The demon clan's face was calm, but none of the people listening below dared to breathe loudly at this time, and listened carefully with their heads down.

The demon lord is now in a state of rage, and whoever bumps into it will die.

"Huh?" Seeing that no one answered, the demon lord asked coldly, and a pair of eyes as cold as a snake swept over the elders who were hunched and bowed their heads below.

An old man with a white beard in the crowd stepped out, "Back to the demon master, Young Master Candle said that he was in retreat a month ago. ”

"Retreat?"

"Yes." The old man's face was covered with sweat, and he replied tremblingly.

"But why isn't there a mountain gate in his secret room? Do you want to tell this seat that something happened to the candle retreat and turned into dust? Yes? ”

"Demon Lord..." The old man was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt down, lying on the ground trembling and shouting, and the others also hurriedly knelt down, not daring to speak.

"Go and check, give me a hard check, you must find out who did it, this seat must make him not like this." The demon lord glanced at the kneeling man fiercely, clenched his fists in his hands and roared angrily.

"Yes."

A group of people hurriedly withdrew backwards, and hurried to find out what was going on, how the candle had slipped out. (To be continued.) )