Chapter 331: Bitter Feeling

He didn't know where he was, he was teleported by the teleportation array, and he didn't have time to know where he was, at this moment, he just wanted to find a spiritual vein, so that he could have a trace of spiritual power under the nourishment of the spiritual vein, so as to find a way to break the artistic conception and seal.

Late at night, the cold wind hit, Chen Fan's body couldn't help but tremble, he thought bitterly, how many years have he been, and he didn't have this feeling of being a real mortal.

Even when it turned into a mortal, it was countless times better than now.

Along the way, Chen Fan would be out of breath every time he walked a distance, sat down to rest, and the speed was naturally extremely slow, and seven days later, he was still walking on the official road.

Although he said that he had no spiritual power, he felt it, and along the way, he encountered some places with spiritual power, but unfortunately, these places, no matter how much he breathed in, still couldn't produce anything in his body.

"Perhaps, only in the mountain gates of some demon cultivator sects in this place can you find a place where the spiritual power is strong. Chen Fan thought bitterly.

It's just that the Xiuzhen Sect, with his current body, how can he enter the ...... Chen Fan sighed secretly, looking at the sky, a trace of desperation, couldn't help but surge up, but immediately, this despair was forcibly suppressed by his firmness, he took a deep breath, and muttered to himself: "Ghost Refining Sect, Demon Devouring Clan, I, Chen Fan, will never give up, one day, I will return ten times and a hundred times what you have done to me!"

With a look of determination in his eyes, he stood up and continued to walk forward.

But at this moment, suddenly there was a sound of horses' hooves from behind, and this sound whistled out, which was particularly harsh in the silence of the night.

Almost at the same time as the sound of horses' hooves, a black horse, quickly came, immediately sat a strong man, these people all had their temples bulging high, with a murderous look, when passing by Chen Fan's side, one of them was a big man with a scar on his face, suddenly pulled the reins of the horse, looked at Chen Fan intently, and laughed: "Haha, what an ugly boy, what a cash cow!" He said, bent down and stretched out his hand, and immediately grabbed Chen Fan's clothes and grabbed him in his hands.

"Ma Laosi, what are you doing!" came a cheer from the front.

"Boss, I grabbed the cash cow, this kid is ugly, broke his leg and put it in front of the Tianwei dart car to block the road, it's better than using his own brother. The big man with the scar smiled, and the spurs under his feet moved, and the horse immediately galloped forward.

"Boss, look!" After the scarred man caught up, he raised Chen Fan in his hand and said with a smile.

Chen Fan's eyes were closed, and he was angry in his heart, and now that he had actually fallen into a few martial arts people in the mortal realm, he could be humiliated at will.

On the horse in front of him, there was an extremely burly man, he glared at Chen Fan, nodded and said, "Okay, take it!"

A group of eighteen horses roared away.

At a fork in the mouth three miles away, these men pulled the reins of their horses, stopped, quickly dispersed from each other, and took cotton covers on the mouths of their horses, scattered them around, and hid them.

These people are extremely skillful, and they obviously do this often.

In the blink of an eye, only the big man with the scar was left holding Chen Fan and standing in place.

"Little Liu, take your brother's horse away!" After the scarred man finished speaking, a thin man immediately came out of the side, led the horse and disappeared into the surrounding dense forest.

"Boy, you're unlucky!" The man with the scar looked at Chen Fan, laughed evilly, raised his right hand, and removed Chen Fan's chin, and then let out a low snort, and put his fingers under Chen Fan's legs and shoulders.

But after listening to a few clicks, Chen Fan's leg bones and shoulder bones were immediately shattered, and severe pain came, sweat the size of beans appeared on Chen Fan's forehead, and his eyes stared at the scarred man, staring at him deadly, and he remembered the appearance of the other party in his heart.

The man with the scar snorted lightly, took out a packet of medicinal foam from his arms, and cautiously collapsed at Chen Fan's wound, and then his body moved, burrowed into the jungle, and disappeared.

Chen Fan fell to the ground, a murderous intent, slowly brewing, he had never been treated like this in his life. It's just that his current body is too weak, and gradually, he passed out in a coma.

Time passed slowly, and an hour later, the sound of a carriage rolling on the ground was heard in the distance, gradually getting closer and closer.

At this moment, suddenly those carriages stopped, and a fast horse galloped quickly, it was a handsome young man, he stopped in front of Chen Fan, looked down, turned around and shouted: "Darthead, it's a dead corpse!"

After speaking, he turned over and dismounted, kicked Chen Fan to the side of the road, and then got on the horse and returned to the convoy.

The convoy moved forward again, and when it passed by where Chen Fan was before, suddenly torches lit up continuously all around, and suddenly, a long laugh came from all around.

"Tianwei Dart Bureau, do you think that if you take a detour, Lao Tzu will not rob me, leave it for me!" A loud shout came from the jungle, and then, eighteen fierce men walked out.

At the moment when the torch was lit, the medicinal powder on Chen Fan's body immediately melted, and a colorless and odorless aura spread rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, the entire convoy was covered.

"Fengyun poison!" An exclamation came from the convoy, and then the darts of the convoy immediately felt sore and weak.

"That's right, this is the poison that we use to get rid of the eighteen heroes, hehe, with blood to start poison, with fire, today, none of you can escape!"

A massacre began, and it took less than half a pillar of incense to kill most of the entire dart convoy.

Bursts of screams, one after another, under the glow of the torches, the eighteen evil men, their faces flickering and dark, looking extremely hideous, one by one, slaughtered.

"Haha, big brother, and three girls! The man with the scar, with a knife cut off a human head, grabbed a young woman from the carriage, this young woman was quite a little beautiful, but at this moment she screamed, her face was pale, and her face showed a look of fear.

The man with the scar laughed, touched the young woman with his right hand, laughed a few times, carried the young woman on his body, and let the young woman fight behind his back.

At this moment, two more big men immediately came quickly, grabbed the two women from the carriage, laughed, let out a long howl, and suddenly the horses hidden in the jungle ran one after another.

The extremely burly man took out a brocade box from a carriage, opened it, and immediately smiled with satisfaction:

"Brothers, let's go!"

The men got on their horses one after another, and were about to leave amid the weeping of the three women.

The man with the scar carried the young woman, passed by Chen Fan's side, and said with a smile: "Boss, this kid still has a breath, it's better to take it away and raise it for a few days and use it next time." ”

The burly man nodded, and rode away quickly.

The scar man kicked Chen Fan up and was caught by another person, and everyone shouted and roared away, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye, leaving only those dead corpses on the ground, exuding bursts of bloody aura.

At the beginning of the morning, when the sun rose, the eighteen people came to the bottom of a mountain peak, and halfway up the mountain, there was a huge stockade with three big characters written on it.

"Fengyun Village!"

"The big boss is back, open the mountain gate!"

In the rumbling sound of the gate of the cottage, it was opened, and eighteen people immediately roared out, and suddenly, the entire cottage immediately became lively.

The big man with the scar grabbed the young woman in his hand, turned over and dismounted, and said with a smile: "Boss, I'll go and be happy first!" As he spoke, he immediately entered a house, and it wasn't long before a woman's screams came from inside.

These big men were obviously used to this, and they laughed one after another, and as for the other two women, they were also taken away.

Chen Fan was thrown into a water cage behind the cottage.

There was darkness in front of me, no light, no sound, and the feet were empty, as if floating in the darkness.

The body was suspended, swaying weakly in the darkness. Chen Fan moved his swollen head, and a wave of pain hit his limbs, as if a burning flame passed through the flesh and skin.

Chen Fan opened his eyes and came to his senses completely.

There was a faint scream in the distance, which was extremely faint when it arrived here, but in the quiet darkness, the aftermath of the cry still echoed for a long time.

After losing his spiritual power and collapsing his primordial spirit, Chen Fan's eyes were no longer as penetrating as before, and it was pitch black all around, and he realized that he was trapped in a small space, his arms were tied by ropes, and his whole body was suspended, soaked in cold water.

The colorless water reaches the bottom of the neck, emitting a disgusting watery smell. The water flowed, and from time to time waves rose slightly, splashing on his mouth and nose, and also soaked the wounds on his body.

Chen Fan held his breath and raised his head. He was like being sealed in a well, when the distant shouts echoed and disappeared, and the surroundings were quiet, "The monk who has lost everything, it turns out, compared to mortals, is not as good as ......" Chen Fan's eyes were calm, and there was a trace of unwilling anger, which was hidden very deep, very deep.

Chen Fan, who called for wind and rain back then, is no longer there, and what is left is just a mortal who has lost his spiritual power, collapsed the Yuan Shen, and has no power to restrain the chicken. He couldn't even open the storage bag.

At this moment, the storage bag also lost its trace, apparently taken away by those people in the martial arts.

At this time, in the sky above Fengyun Village, Yang Yi Miaoman's figure flashed, she didn't even look down, she didn't know that Chen Fan was here.

Chen Fan was silent, but his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and within this water prison, he immediately sensed that the spiritual power here was stronger than anywhere else he had encountered since he left the village.

This spiritual power is not from the mountains, but from the water!

Chen Fan's eyes were bright, he slowly closed, and quietly breathed in.

The place where he was was quiet, and there was a resemblance to the monk's retreat.

Chen Fan's entire body, neck and neck were soaked in the water at once, and with his exhalation, a trace of weak spiritual power slowly increased in the water, but on Chen Fan's body, there seemed to be a thin film, which always prevented the absorption of these spiritual powers.

Even if a trace entered the body, it was immediately blocked by the membrane and pushed out.

In this way, as time passes, gradually, there are more and more spiritual energy in the water prison here.

In Fengyun Village, even at night, the lights are bright, bursts of pleasure slowly come out, and sometimes there are women's screams, at this moment, in a more gorgeous attic in the cottage, the safety will be guaranteed.

The roar of the demon immediately shocked everyone in the cottage, and they rushed from all directions with weapons, but they didn't run a few steps before they saw the huge and hideous thing like a small mountain, and they all gasped and their legs went weak.

There are even some cowardly people who have already screamed and frightened their courage.

"Monster!!"

Chen Fan's limbs and bones were still in pain, his eyes flashed, and he saw the scarred man at a glance, and at a glance, the demon immediately roared away, this time it didn't use its mouthparts, but slammed into it with its big body.