"Hoo ....."

Ming Bufan exhaled a long breath, his eyes were resolute, he remembered this man.

"The next time I meet this person, I will definitely knock him down!!!"

Ming Bufan said this in his heart, his desire to become stronger was a little more, and the pride that had killed the old demon had now completely dissipated, and Ling Yun let him know that his strength was still too weak.

Ming Bufan knew what the great horror of the moment he felt before was, as long as the man named Ling Yun used his spiritual power, he was afraid that he would not survive for a while.

A feeling of the aftermath of the catastrophe existed in his heart, and at the same time, he was more unwilling.

"Here, I have to get stronger!!"

Ming Bufan said secretly, endured the severe pain in his body, and slowly got up, at this time about three quarters of an hour had passed, and he could already control his body a little, but the skin of his whole body still showed a dark red color, first of all, the decline of strength, Ming Bufan felt that now he might not be as good as an ordinary mortal, and as long as his body moved a little for half a minute, the pain like a knife cut filled his body, as if he was being killed.

And what kind of person is Ming Bufan, he stood up with his teeth pressed.

He walked towards the corpse of the Spirit Worm.

One step, two steps.

Walking extremely shaky, but fortunately, it was not far, it only took a moment, Ming Bufan walked to the side of the corpse of the Lingqu worm, his legs were weak, and his head fell forward, and the whole person instantly disappeared into the white flesh and blood that was many times larger than his body.

The next moment there was no sound.

Ming Bufan fainted.

He finally moved here, just to use the power of the corpse of this spirit channel insect to deter some beasts, he knew that his will would not last long, if he was devoured by those low-level beasts at that time, it would be a blood mold.

............

There is no day and night in Bawu Mountain, the top of the sacred mountain is full of light, like a sun that never falls, and I don't know how much time has passed, a cry of pain sounded in the cave, and Ming Bufan woke up.

"Damn, why is it still in such pain all over my body!!!"

The severe pain on Ming Bufan's body was not reduced by half, and even worsened a little, making it impossible for him to walk normally at all, let alone fight with others.

Boom~

Ming Bufan staggered to his feet, and before he could stand firmly, he fell backwards, falling into the white, making a muffled sound.

His brow furrowed tightly, and he remembered that he had not written anything like that in his book.

But suddenly, a light flashed through his head.

"It's the last punch!!"

At that time, Ming Bufan's spirit was highly concentrated, and inadvertently, a trace of inspiration crossed his chest, and he naturally came out of the 'shaking earth' towards the Ling Angel in the air, and the power was much greater than usual.

He still remembered the way the air around him fluctuated, and for a moment the scenery around him seemed to be distorted.

"Most of them are overused and damaged by the body. ”

Ming Bufan was a little envious of Ling Tian's body at this time, he was hammered by his countless fists before, and then there was no problem, it was really terrifying, if those attacks were directed at him, as long as there were three or five punches, Ming Bufan believed that he would have to be torn apart, although his body was much more solid than ordinary beasts, but it could not be so strong, that Ling Tian's body gave him the feeling that he didn't want to be human at all, although it was the feeling of fists to flesh, but the power rushed into it and something instantly disintegrated most of the power, like countless layers of armor blocking。

"Alas......."

Ming Bufan lamented his weakness, and at the same time racked his brains to find a way, he is not the kind of person who will be decadent, as long as he is alive, he thinks that he has unlimited opportunities.

"If not.........."

Ming Bufan thought of an idea that scared everyone.

As the saying goes, if you don't break it, you can't stand it, Ming Bufan wants to put it to death and live later, that is, now use the spirit core he has collected now to refine that foot of vitality.

Thinking of this, Ming Bufan couldn't help but shudder.

I rummaged through all my cloth bags, plus the spiritual cores I had obtained from the monks he had killed, but he had just reached the approximate number.

Ming Bufan panicked, if it weren't for the fact that God really wanted me to do this?

"Providence.... Providence..... Well, let it go!!"

Ming Bufan's current state is extremely poor, but if it keeps being like this, if he misses any treasures, or what spirit grass that increases his lifespan, it will definitely not work, and he still has no idea about the strength of the Skyclave Realm now.

I just knew that my punch at that time should be the strongest punch at this stage, but it was only offset by a spell cast by him in an instant, if he planned to do so, Ming Bufan was afraid that he would completely consume all his life to death, and he was afraid that he might be defeated by the Demon Sect Holy Son.

Therefore, now Ming Bufan is only looking for treasures, or spiritual grass to increase lifespan, he already knows a lot in the books of those monks, and there are countless in this sacred mountain, and these endless streams of monks are for these things, because even if they live longer than themselves, but there are also extremes, if the realm cannot be broken, they will also die, so they need these things.

It's just a pity that none of the monks Ming Bufan has killed recently have any rare treasures or spirit grass.

"Silk ~~~"

Ming Bufan looked at the small pile of spirit cores in front of him, all colors, and his heart immediately panicked, and he involuntarily gasped in his mouth.

He had tried the refining of three inches of anger before, and the severe pain at that time almost made Ming Bufan die of pain, or death was a relief.

"Exhale~~Suck~~~~"

Ming Bufan exhaled a long breath, and then took a deep breath, and the green tendons on his forehead burst out.

His eyes closed slightly, and after a few breaths, he opened it again, and he had become extremely resolute, or he was about to go to hell here, but for Ming Bufan, what about hell, he went, and he had to walk back.

"Hmph...."

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, the right hand on the knee was instantly spread out, and several blood streaks spread out from the palm of the hand in all directions, covering the entire palm.

A quick silent word was recited in his mouth, and the jade on his chest was as verdant as a leaf.

In an instant, a green smoke rose from a pile of spirit cores in front of him, drifting into the center of Ming Bufan's palm, and the center of the palm immediately turned into a blood-colored vortex, all the blood lines seemed to come to life, writhing wildly like a thin snake, but the blood-colored vortex seemed to have suction, slowly spinning, slowly swallowing those blood lines into it, and the pile of spirit cores had turned into a cloud of flying ashes.

"Uh-huh!!! ahh!!!!h

Ming Bufan's teeth were clenched, but before half a minute, he roared, his eyes were huge, and the blood on them was dense, and his eyes were about to pop out, and his blood-red face was covered with green tendons.

Before he could do the exercises in the blink of an eye, Ming Bufan jumped up in an instant, and his whole body was swollen by three points.

A thick heat gushed out of his body, and the short shoulder-length hair also floated upwards with it, and Ming Bufan's whole person seemed to have turned into a demon.

"Uhhh!!!!hh

A heart-rending roar resounded throughout the cave, followed by a loud bang, and Ming Bufan slammed his head directly into the ground.

Immediately, a large pit with a radius of dozens of zhang appeared, and there were countless cracks outside the pit.

"Bang!!! bang!!! bang!!!"

Ming Bufan kept hammering the ground with his head, and the sharp pain in his brain made him unable to think about anything, and now there was only one word engraved in his brain, and there was a pain over there.

Ming Bufan, who found that he couldn't alleviate half of the pain, jumped up again, and instantly exploded two holes under his legs and feet, and his body went straight up, smashed into the stone wall for dozens of feet, and then twisted his limbs wildly, the power was terrifying, and with the power of one kick, he instantly kicked down a boulder, fell from the top of the stone wall, and covered half of the mouth of the cave.

"What's wrong with this cave, I'm afraid it's not a treasure!!" said a young monk to the friar beside the plate with great joy.

"Let's go over quickly, if we are slow, we are afraid that it will not be good to be discovered by other loose cultivators, and our cultivation is not enough. ”

When the young monk saw that the friar did not speak, he immediately said something again, and his figure was already thinking about that way.

"No...... No, it's a terrible beast......... "The friar said resignedly.

"What's wrong, didn't the two of us go out of the mountain without telling our master, just to come to this Bawu Divine Mountain to see the world and find some treasures? ”

So saying, he didn't care about the friars, but ran quickly towards the cave.

"Huh..... Wait for me ....."

Looking around at the surrounding scene, all of which were dense ancient trees that covered the sky and the sun, the friars's neck shrank slightly, and she screamed softly, and followed.

"Uhh!!!h

A terrible roar came out of the depths of the cave, and the male friar, who had reached the entrance of the cave, was stunned, and a trace of blood flowed from both ears.

Slowly turning his head, he looked at the monk, her mouth slightly open.

"Run.........

Bang~~~

There was a slight muffled sound

"Ah!!!!h

The nun screamed instantly, and the familiar person in front of her had disappeared, leaving only a cloud of blood mist in the air, and a humanoid monster standing in the blood mist.

I saw that the monster opened its mouth slightly, and all the blood mist was sucked into the palm of its hand.

The friar's scalp went numb instantly, and she immediately wanted to turn around and run away, but before her body could react, it also turned into a cloud of blood mist.

"Click!!!"

The monster was naturally incredible, and his body was already more than a foot high, and the muscles of his whole body were swelling, showing a red color, as if it was dyed red by blood.

The palm of his hand moved slightly, and the blood mist was sucked into the palm of his hand, and Ming Bufan's vague magic spell felt a trace of coolness entering the palm, which actually reduced his pain a little.

There was a flash of red light in his eyes, and he flashed with wisdom.

But the next moment, he hugged his head again and slammed into the black ground, the mountains outside were not as good as those in the caves, these ground inscriptions had been tried before, and it was just a shallow mark under all his strength.

However, this time, a deafening sound rushed into the sky, and the ground was centered on Ming Bufan, within a radius of ten zhang, all the fallen leaves were shaken into the air, and the ground below had sunk three feet.

Boom, boom, boom

The sound was like thunder, and Ming Bufan kept hitting his head on the ground, and from time to time a deep pit appeared.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!hhh

The head of the cloak was facing the sky, and the red light in his eyes was like a lamp, and in a trance, a demon was being born.

Ling Yun, who was hundreds of miles away, instantly realized something, looked at the dead and silent town in front of him, and looked back at the sacred mountain, he faintly felt something trembling.