After the cold corpse punched ninety percent of the monks to death, the remaining hundred monks were full of horror.

Whether it was an ordinary monk or a great monk, they all stared at the cold corpse, and what everyone didn't expect was that the corpse turned into dry bones.

The wilderness was dead silent, and the breeze was wrapped in the pungent smell of blood.

More than ninety percent of the monks did not even make a sound of crying, or rather, they could not drown out the sound of the hurricane breaking through the air of the fist shadow hurricane, and everything was drowned out.

"This, this, how is this possible! Could it be that the so-called Heavenly Punishment of the Asgard Palace is to bury our monks here?"

Some of the great monks couldn't even find the corpses of their juniors, and their resolute eyes suddenly welled up with tears that they couldn't stop.

"Asgard! Hehe! Heavenly punishment? This is the real punishment of heaven, right?"

A great monk slammed his knees on the blood-paved grass, slammed his hands on the ground on the outside of his knees, raised his head towards the white sky, and roared angrily.

"Asgard! As long as I can get out alive, I will surely want you people who are high up to fall to the dust and be covered in blood!"

"Xu, Xu, Xu Gongzi. You know that, right? What the hell is going on?"

Lan Yan'er, who had been staying by her father's side, was as pale as snow at this time, without any blood. Her beautiful face was full of horror and fear, and she asked in a trembling voice.

frowned tightly, staring at Xu Fan, who looked calm.

Her father Lan Hao and several clan elders were shocked by this scene. And Xu Fan looked at the messy Siye, his expression was calm, and his heart was even more undisturbed.

Hearing Lan Yan'er's trembling voice, everyone alive turned their eyes on Xu Fan.

It was Xu Fan who lured this terrible monster over.

More than 3,000 monks died here, staining the earth with blood.

Some of the monks here are their sons and nephews, as well as some of the relatives and friends of the great monks.

And they didn't even have any bones left, and they were all covered with blood.

Xu Fan didn't look back, his eyes stared directly at the dry bones of the cold corpse, and laughed at himself, "I can't say!"

"Why?" Lan Hao took the lead and asked in a deep voice.

This time, they went west, which can be regarded as gathering most of the monks of Chu, Yue, and Qian, and they were wiped out in one move.

Even if he returns to the camp of the Lan clan, I am afraid it will be difficult to stop the frenzy of alien beasts that may appear again at any time in the future.

"Boy! You have to make it clear! No, no—"

A great monk in Yue Kingdom clenched his knuckles to a "creak", his eyes almost burst into flames, and his face was full of extremely angry killing intent.

At this moment, many great monks had an impulsive idea, that is, to break Xu Fan's body into ten thousand pieces.

If Xu Fan hadn't lured that terrible corpse puppet here, so many monks wouldn't have died.

Seeing the anger welling up on everyone's faces, if some of the great monks were not weak and lacking in qi in their bodies, they might have to do it on the spot.

Lan Hao, the patriarch of the Lan clan, raised his hand to stop the great monk's impulse, his eyes were cold, and he slowly swept over everyone present.

The surviving great monks and ordinary monks met the cold light in their eyes and stopped the impulse in their hearts.

After all, there were the largest number of monks standing behind Lan Hao, and each of them didn't seem to be lightly injured. And most of them are the great monks of the Lan clan, and there are some deacons of the worship hall.

The great monks of Qianguo and Yue only dared to talk about it, and they didn't dare to wipe Lan Hao's face.

"If we say it, even if we can leave the Snowmist Mountain Underground Palace alive, I'm afraid we will also be..."

Xu Fan didn't continue, his eyes calmly glanced at the many great monks who were glaring at him, and smiled bitterly.

Lou Ming coughed lightly, and motioned to Lan Hao not to be angry with his eyes, he was also puzzled in his heart now, the appearance of such a terrifying corpse puppet was not at all something that a martial artist of the level of a great monk could compete with, why would it suddenly turn into dry bones.

Lan Hao forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and looked

glanced at Archdeacon Lou Ming and waited quietly.

Lou Ming took difficult steps, like an elderly ordinary person, and the qi in his body continued to leak out with the steps he took.

A flush suddenly appeared on his pale face, and the next moment, a large stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

If it weren't for Xu Fan's use of the True Solution Gourd to replenish the qi for the formation in the "Three Talents Formation", Lou Ming would probably have been like other great cultivators, and he wouldn't even have the strength to walk.

One of the deacons was about to step forward to help, but as soon as he stepped out of his left foot, he almost stumbled and fell to the ground, but fortunately the monk on the side helped him up.

Lou Ming cast a grateful look at the deacon, and stretched out his right hand with difficulty and pressed it down gently, signaling that the other party did not need to step forward to help.

He took one step at a time, only a few zhang away, but walked for half an hour, standing in front of Xu Fan, the two of them looked at each other. Archdeacon Lou Ming clenched his right hand into a fist to his lips and forcibly suppressed the scarlet that poured into his mouth.

Lou Ming before Xu Fan met had messy hair, almost in his last years, and he was afraid that he would not live long. He stroked the true solution gourd with several more cracks in his right hand, but in the end he still didn't take it out.

There are still hundreds of monks alive today, and even if he gives the wine and water in the true solution gourd to everyone, it will only be a drop in the bucket, and it will not help their foundation.

"Young Master Xu, the old decay is running out, and you may not be able to get out of this Snowy Misty Mountain Range's underground palace at all, if you know something, please tell you. There are still some monks in the camp, and there are still some monks in the Chu State and the Qianguo Kingdom who have not gone south."

"You can't want everyone to die here like this."

"Xu Gongzi." Lan Yan'er sobbed, her beautiful eyes full of moisture, "Just tell everyone." Those who are still alive today are considered lucky."

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

Xu Fan swept over and looked at his people, then raised his eyes to look at the white sky, and laughed,

"Since you want to know, I'll tell you. This is actually a cage, and we are nothing more than pawns, just to delay some terrible being in the cage from regaining its strength."

"That's the terrible being you're talking about?" Archdeacon Lou Ming raised his right hand tremblingly and pointed to the pile of dry bones.

"Yes and no. That thing wasn't that easy to destroy. Otherwise, there would not be such a huge formation, isolating the Snowmist Mountain Range's underground palace from the outside world. That cold corpse was nothing more than a wisp of qi in its body, and it was completely consumed."

Xu Fan let out a long sigh, how could the remnant soul of the ancient true dragon be destroyed so easily. Just one remnant soul qi machine made three thousand monks unable to parry, which was no different from killing.

Asgard Palace and Heavenly Punishment are really not empty words.

"So, what do we do next?"

Lan Hao looked at the shriveled remnants of alien beasts in the distance, and there was always this uneasiness in his heart, and asked.

If it was in the past, when Lou Ming asked, he would never interrupt. However, now, they are in danger, and they don't know how to solve the current predicament, and the terrible things mentioned in Xu Fan's mouth may only be known to Xu Fan.

As the patriarch of the Lan clan, in the past, he would always put the family first. Even if the entire family was introduced to the underground palace of the Snow Mist Mountain Range, he was still the family's priority. However, at this moment, Lan Hao felt the powerlessness of despair.

The "Three Talents Formation", or the "Three Talents Formation" sacrificed by hundreds of great monks together, was annihilated by a single punch, and the monks among them also suffered heavy losses.

Xu Fan took a heavy breath, calmed down the disordered qi in his body, and said softly, "At this point, we can only gather all the monks together in case they are broken by that thing one by one."

"Don't worry, on the way to converge, one of us will be attacked by a strange beast manipulated by the other party?" In the distance, a great monk of the Yue Kingdom asked aloud.

This time, they had lost more than 3,000 monks, and if they acted separately, they would only be reduced to flesh and blood to be eaten by the beasts once they encountered a large torrent of alien beasts.

Xu Fan's eyes were clear, and his watery eyes met the questioning eyes of the great monk, and said lightly, "

This time, that terrible thing itself has also suffered a lot of damage, and I am afraid that it will not be able to manipulate the alien beast to sneak attack us for the time being."

He glanced at the corpses of the fallen beasts in the distance, and said, "If that thing still has the strength left, and those beasts alone can drown us, why don't you do it?"

Suddenly, everyone was silent, and things were just as Xu Fan said.

Everyone twisted their necks with difficulty, looking at the corpses of the strange beasts in the distance, motionless.

There used to be a frenzy of strange beasts in the sky, but now there is a dead silence, and the air seems to be filled with the qi of death, which makes people shudder.

"It's better for everyone to go back to the camp to repair first, and after everyone has recovered from their injuries, immediately notify the rest of the monks of Qianguo and Yue to gather south. We're going to sweep the black forest clean while that thing doesn't recover."

Just when everyone was silent, Lan Hao immediately ordered, and looked at the few remaining great monks of Qianguo and Yue with resolute eyes,

"What is happening here, you must also know in your hearts, even now, if you want to scatter and escape, I am afraid you will not be able to escape the tracking of the strange beasts."

"We, the Lan clan, will regroup, and hope that after your injuries have healed, you will return to the monk residences of Qianguo and Yue as soon as possible, and clearly inform those monks who did not come here about the affairs here."

"If there are still people who are lucky, when the time comes, there will definitely be no one who will be able to leave the Snowmist Mountain Underground Palace alive."

The great monks of Qianguo and Yue who were present silently bowed their heads, they were able to become great monks, and they also felt the terrifying aura of Fang Cai's cold corpse, and they firmly believed that if they could not gather all the monks together to resist, no one would be able to leave alive, and they would all become blood and mud on the ground.

During this period, Lou Ming, with Lan Yan'er's support, still looked at Xu Fan, and from his calm expression, he didn't see a trace of fear, which was completely inconsistent with the age of sixteen or seventeen.

Catching up with those inquiring eyes, Xu Fan sat down cross-legged, and said in a weak voice, "I have said everything that should be said, if Deacon Lou has anything else to ask, you can go to Deacon Duanmu."

When Duanmu Cheng and the strange beast kept fighting, Xu Fan sensed that something was wrong, until Duanmu Cheng overflowed with that faint mist, and he finally determined who the other party was, the master of the Yin Yang Evil Sect.

It just made Xu Fan puzzled, why did the master of the Yin Yang Evil Sect become Duanmu Cheng, one was the third deacon of the worship hall of the Lan clan of Chu State, and the other was the master of the Yin Yang Evil Sect of Qianguo.

The two should not be involved, but Xu Fan quickly figured out the key points.

Lou Ming looked back at Duanmucheng who was not far away, and saw that the other party was meditating on his knees, his face was pale, and his brows were constricted. Although it seemed that the injury was not light, Lou Ming could conclude that Duanmu Cheng might be the least injured among them.

"Deacon Duanmu?" Lou Ming looked down at Xu Fan, frowned and asked softly.

"What happened to Deacon Duanmu?" Although Xu Fan's voice was very soft, Lan Yan'er, who had been between the two, could hear it clearly.

"You don't know?" Xu Fan raised his eyes and looked at Lou Ming, he had already guessed in his heart that the deacon of the Lan Clan's Worship Hall was bound to be involved with the forces behind the Yin Yang Evil Sect, and he should know some news about the Shura clan.

Seeing Lou Ming's incomprehensible eyes at this moment, Xu Fan sighed slightly in his heart.

"Know what?" The look of doubt in Lou Ming's eyes was even heavier, but the look on Lan Yan'er's face was a little ugly, and she had already thought of a certain possibility in her heart, that is, whether Deacon Duanmucheng could be related to the Yin Yang Evil Sect of the Qianguo mentioned by Bai Luohe.

Xu Fan chuckled, grabbed the True Solution Gourd in his sleeve robe with his right hand, and absorbed the wisps of Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi emanating from the gourd, "Deacon Lou Ming, aren't you curious, why did Duanmu Cheng's strength improve by leaps and bounds?"

Lou Ming's heart sank, his face was silent, he had also suspected Duanmu Cheng before, the strength of the three deacons was not so terrifying, and it was on par with the patriarch of Lan Hao, but since he chased and killed Xu Fan once, it was like a different person, and his strength was surprisingly weird, which was completely different from before.

"Everyone has their own skills to press the bottom of the box, and Deacon Duanmu uses it in the moment of life and death.

And there is nothing to be curious about. It's like, Xu Xiaoyou, didn't you keep a few hands, and you didn't really show them."

Xu Fan shook his head slightly, and had no intention of continuing.

Seeing Xu Fan close his eyes, he began to meditate cross-legged. Lou Ming is not easy to be strong, with the support of Lan Yan'er, he sat down slowly, and at the moment of sitting down, Lou Ming's body trembled, and his eyes suddenly looked in the direction of Xu Fan.

There was a bright light in his cloudy eyes, and the moment he sat down, he could clearly feel a strong heaven and earth vitality, overflowing from Xu Fan's body.

This Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is several times purer than the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the Snow Mist Mountain Range's underground palace, he didn't break it, but threw a grateful look at Xu Fan, and then slowly closed his eyes and began to devour this Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi.

The pure Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi poured into the body, nourishing those shriveled cyclone acupoints, giving Lou Ming's life that was about to dry up a faint ray of vitality.

With the surrounding Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi alone, it was impossible to cure the injuries in his body, and perhaps under the attack of the next alien beast torrent, Lou Ming could only hide in the "Three Talents Formation".

The rest of the people also crossed their knees one after another, and began to devour the surrounding heaven and earth vitality.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the Snowy Mist Mountain Range's dungeon can replenish the Qi in the monk's body, but everyone is now seriously injured, and with the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi alone, it doesn't take long to fully recover.

But you can't drag your seriously injured body, in this case, if you don't return to the Lan camp, many of the hundreds of monks will definitely die halfway. If there is a foreign beast attack, the casualties cannot be estimated.

After the qi in everyone's body recovered about 10% and they could move freely, Lan Hao ordered everyone to start returning to the camp.

At the same time, the surviving monks of Qianguo and Yue also began to climb over their respective camps, and at the same time sent the great monks who did not go west this time to return to the Qianguo and Yue monks' stations, and completely reported their encounters to the major families of Qianguo and Yue, and made sure that all the monks went south immediately.

If they still hesitate, everyone who falls into the underground palace of the Snow Mist Mountain Range will die, and no one will be spared.

Xu Fan returned to the Lan camp and actually saw Zhen Baochai, and he also raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect this woman to be so lucky.

With the hard blow of the remnant soul of the evil dragon, the strong wind of the fist shadow annihilated all the more than 3,000 monks, and Zhen Baochai at that time was pushed to the side of Duanmucheng and the other great monks by several monks who were traveling with all their qi.

It happened to be sheltered by Duanmu Cheng and several surrounding deacons and the "Three Talents Formation" that was sacrificed and escaped this destruction, but those monks in the Nan'an Palace's mansion were all turned into blood and mud, and none of them survived.

Xu Fan just glanced at Zhen Baochai lightly, and had no intention of inviting her to his camp, and Zhen Baochai could only stop in place in frustration, looking haggard.

All this was seen by Lan Yan'er not far away, this time, she did not arrange for the children of the clan to take care of Zhen Baochai, but let her be arranged into the camp of ordinary monks.

Three thousand monks went west, and only a hundred returned.

When the remaining more than 1,000 people in the Lan clan's camp saw such a cruel truth, no one could do anything to live.

A terrifying, oppressive atmosphere hung over the camp. Previously, all the monks pinned their hopes on the "Three Talents Formation", and everyone was full of confidence and worked hard to learn the "Three Talents Formation", and it was precisely when they saw that this formation could trap and kill strange beasts.

On the way west, the "Three Talents Formation" sacrificed by hundreds of great monks, assisted by more than 3,000 ordinary monks, was destroyed by a single punch.

Even though Lan Hao ordered that the true cause of the death of the three thousand monks should not be made public, some of the monks who came back still told the monks who stayed in the camp what they had seen and heard.

The ensuing panic and anxiety spread completely. Some monks even thought about escaping from the camp and hiding in a place where there were no strange beasts, but the terrible sight of being hoarse and shattered once they encountered a strange beast scared many monks back.

In Lan Yan'er's spacious tent, even after washing, Lan Yan'er's face was still very pale, and Xu Fan's complexion was not very good.

Pan Niangzi and Bai Luohe sat beside the two

His face was also heavy and abnormal.

"It's good that the white girl didn't go with you, otherwise..." Pan Niangzi wanted to comfort the two, but she knew that she had said the wrong thing before she could say anything, so she had to smile awkwardly.

"I'm a drag on everyone now, and I don't know when..."

"Sister Xiaohe, what nonsense are you talking about! You won't die, we won't die!" Lan Yan'er suddenly burst into tears, and her eyes were filled with a hint of pleading for help when she looked at Xu Fan.

Bai Luohe once told her that if she wanted to leave the underground palace of the Snow Mist Mountain Range alive, she would rely on Xu Fan.

This time, she saw with her own eyes that more than 3,000 monks turned into bloody mud in an instant, and before they even had time to cry, they turned into a pinch of bloody mud.

At that time, she was standing beside Xu Fan, her father, and the archdeacon, and she could clearly feel that at the moment when the hundred-foot fist shadow bombarded her, the "Three Talents Formation" sacrificed by her father, the deacons, and the clan elders was almost destroyed by the withering and decaying.

And at the most critical moment, a surging qi gushed out of Xu Fan's sleeve robe and injected into the formation, which saved all of them from being affected by the fist shadow wind.

Xu Fan sat lazily on the wooden chair, crossed Erlang's legs, put them on the wooden table beside him, held the true solution gourd in his right hand, and kept pouring the little remaining wine into his body.

ignored the eager gaze of the three women and only cared about drinking.

In this way, even Mrs. Pan can't stand it. Everyone may die here now, and Xu Fan still has to drink.

She knew that Xu Fan's wine gourd was a magic weapon, and the wine in it contained the vitality of heaven and earth, but now that it was important, how could she still drink it non-stop.

Of the three women present, only Bai Luohe knew that Xu Fan was using the wine gourd to heal his injuries.

And this time, Bai Luohe also guessed wrong.

Xu Fan this time was completely pressed against everything.

In the past, he still wanted to use his incomprehensible body to enter Haoran Heaven, so that he would not be favored by the White Jade Immortal Palace, and would only think that he had survived to the end because of luck.

In this life, he was targeted, which was different from the previous life.

Xu Fan can now be regarded as having squeezed out all the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi in the True Solution Gourd, and even swallowed the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Essence generated by himself in the gourd.

Zhenjie Hulu struggled a little at first, but he felt Xu Fan's strong obsession, so he had to let him take it and let it go completely.

Xu Fan's lazy posture made the three women very puzzled, but seeing that Xu Fan didn't answer, he just kept drinking, ignoring Pan Niangzi's worried eyes and Lan Yan'er's begging eyes. Chinese Net

At this moment, in Xu Fanzi's Mansion, a large amount of heaven and earth vitality poured in, and one cyclone hole after another was stimulated. After the influx of the heaven and earth spiritual essence brewed by the true solution gourd, it intensified the appearance of the cyclone acupoint.

And the qi around him also continued to wash the meridians of his limbs.