At the foot of the Moon Mountain, Master Ma stood in front of the four law enforcement disciples with a cold face, blocking their way to the Moon Mountain.

"Meet Uncle Ma!" the four disciples stopped and saluted.

"The Great Elder of the Spiritual Cultivation has decreed, enter the Moon Mountain and close the mountain, you and the other four of you must not take another step......! Extinguish!" Ma Shibo opened his mouth solemnly, pointing to the boulder on the side, and a white thunderbolt descended out of thin air, instantly shattering the boulder.

The four disciples looked at each other in astonishment, all of them a little hesitant.

"But the Great Elder didn't inform the four of me, and the giant bell on the mountain hadn't rang, so he asked the master to take out the token and not to embarrass the disciples. The disciple at the head hesitated to speak.

"Hmph, don't you want to disobey?" Master Ma snorted coldly, and white thunder and lightning continued to swim around his body, making a sizzling sound.

"The disciple doesn't dare, but the four of us are on the orders of the Great Elder, if it is ......" The four disciples' faces changed, and they hurriedly knelt down.

"I will explain to the Great Elder, before the end of the mountain closure, the four of you are not allowed to leave, so sit here honestly!" Master Ma pinched a trick, and suddenly several thunderbolts fell from the sky to form a cover, covering the four disciples inside, unable to leave.

The disciple's face changed again, and he glanced at Uncle Ma with complicated eyes, Panxi sat down, he couldn't see that Uncle Ma wanted to protect that person.

After seeing him sit down, the three disciples behind him also sat down one after another, closing their eyes and recuperating. They are just Qi cultivation period cultivators, how can they compete with Ma Qihang, who has been married for many years?

Ma Shibo glanced at them coldly, and then looked at the foot of the Moon Mountain, where the cultivation fluctuations had gradually subsided.

A pink shadow flew over Ma Shibo in the blink of an eye, heading towards the Moon Mountain.

Ma Shibo's face was gloomy, and as soon as he was about to make a move, he saw the beautiful cheek in the pink, it was Zhu Yiyi, the strange woman who was capable of being proud of the entire Western Hundred Sects!

Zhu Yi ...... Is Elder Zhu here? Chen Fan, I can't help you. Ma Shibo sighed, sat casually on the grass beside him, pointed to the cage composed of thunder and lightning, and released the four disciples.

"I don't need you, go back, Elder Zhu Yiyi will take care of it. Ma Shibo opened his mouth lightly, and turned into thunder and lightning towards Chen Fan.

At the foot of the Moon Mountain, this piece was originally a field with excellent scenery, but at this moment it is full of potholes, and the soil can be seen everywhere, without the slightest sense of beauty.

Chen Fan's eyes were bloody, and the soul refining of the Acha Gate with a face full of despair was pulled out and integrated into his hands.

At this time, Ah Damen's hands and feet had been cut off, blood and limbs were all over the place, and the air also had a faint smell of blood.

Zhu Yiyi fell slowly, raised her hand and gently put it in front of her nose, her phoenix eyebrows furrowed slightly, and her watery eyes revealed a trace of disgust.

Her arrival immediately made Chen Fan feel a little like he was on pins and needles, and looked at her vigilantly, but he didn't guard against her, after all, Zhu Yiyi was a Yuanying monk, and he was just an eighth-layer Qi cultivator, in front of her, Chen Fan was like an ant!

"Are all demon cultivators so barbaric?" Zhu Yiyi's melodious voice sounded, with a bit of charm.

Chen Fan didn't answer, and silently increased the speed of soul refining a little, wanting to complete it as soon as possible.

"As a devil, you should understand the rules of the Autumn Dream Gate, and it is a big sin to kill each other, you ...... Can you be guilty?" Zhu Yiyi put down her usual charming color, and opened her mouth coldly, extremely cold.

Chen Fan glanced at her coldly, crushed Ah Damen's head with one hand, and after taking his blood-stained storage bag, he patted the blood stained on his sleeve.

"What's the crime?" Chen Fan sat on the ground and looked at her indifferently.

Chen Fan understood that if she was ordered to come, with her cultivation, how could she let herself sit here so calmly, and she would have been slapped to death or taken away.

"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you, or take you to the cold pool?" Zhu Yawen looked at this demon who was not afraid of the sky and the earth with interest.

The cold pool she was talking about was the place where the Autumn Dream Sect specially punished the disciples who made mistakes, and the water in the cold pool was the cold liquid flowing from the 10,000-year-old Xuan Bing, and it only took a drop to easily freeze a mortal into an ice sculpture.

"Why are you afraid?" Chen Fan's heart was calm, and it seemed that Zhu Yawen was not really ordered to kill him.

"Little guy, you killed your fellow senior brother, can you admit this crime?" Zhu Yawen slowly walked towards Chen Fan, looked at him coldly, and put on a hands-on look.

"Recognize, are you here to kill me?" Chen Fan nodded, and suddenly felt a little puzzled by her appearance.

"What's the matter, don't you think that you can run away in my hands with just an eighth-layer Qi cultivator?" Zhu Yiyi said slowly.

"You don't dare to kill me, I'm a devil, I don't want anything to happen to me, right?"

Chen Fan smiled slyly, looked at the sky, and smiled evilly.

The three pavilion masters who were hiding in the clouds to watch the play had a strange look on their faces, and Han Feng and the Yantu Demon Emperor looked at the idiot Daozi, as if they were urging him to go out and end the show.

Idiot Daozi looked at the two of them, and flashed out with tears and laughter.

At the position of the three zhang on Chen Fan's head, a stream of rich demonic qi quickly gathered, and the figure of the idiot appeared, although with a momentum that changed the color of the sky, but he looked at Zhu Yiyi with a crying and laughing.

"Xiao Zhu, I'm sorry for your trouble, this kid is from the mountains, he is full of wildness, the old man will definitely take him back and discipline him strictly, and let him lose his wildness as soon as possible!"

"Hey, the idiot Daozi senior......" Zhu Yawen was about to speak, but the idiot Daozi had already taken Chen Fan away and disappeared, leaving only the blood stains and stumps on the ground.

In the air, Idiot Daozi was like carrying a chicken, carrying Chen Fan in his hand, and was in a cloud with the other two pavilion masters.

Looking at the strange gazes of the other two pavilion masters, Chen Fan's old face flushed, and he didn't dare to look at them.

"The little guy can, he is angry. I heard that the rabbit is also your mount?" the Flame Earth Demon Emperor was the first to speak, with a look of interest.

"The predecessors praised it falsely, and Xiaobai was only destined for me, so I took it away from Yunmeng Daze. Chen Fan arched his hand and replied seriously.

"Okay, Wen Shenmu bring it, I'll put it under Yuqing's head. Han Feng said lightly, his hand grabbed in the air, and the bloodstained storage bag on Chen Fan's body lit up, and a palm-sized purple wooden block was Wen Shenmu!

Chen Fan nodded silently.

"Thank you Xiaoyou, I originally planned to let Jia'er and Wang Mu win a bet to come back, but now it's easy to eat. After confirming that Wen Shenmu was fine, Han Feng thanked him.

"It's okay, I just hope that Senior Sister will ...... Let's get better sooner. Chen Fan's eyes darkened, and he lost his mind.

"It's a lover. Idiot shook his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Half a year of penance, half a year before you can get out of the customs! Half a year later, the Thousand Machines Sect will send someone to fight with us, I hope you don't let us down!"

Foolish Daozi shook his hand casually, and a stream of demonic energy wrapped him and flew towards the Demon Pavilion.

"Thousand Machines Sect !!" Chen Fan's eyes were full of battle intent, his fists were clenched, and he gritted his teeth.

Li Yuqing was unconscious, and the damage to his soul was given by Zhuang Mengxiang, the Taoist son of the Thousand Machines Sect, how could Chen Fan not be angry!

As soon as Chen Fan entered the Demon Pavilion, he directly sat down and cultivated, as if he had entered the Demon Pavilion.

The three pavilion masters dispersed after the meeting. Han Feng cautiously put the two pieces of Wen Shen Wood under Li Yuqing's head, hoping that these two pieces of Wen Shen Wood could help Li Yuqing recover quickly.

And Ma Shibo was also punished by Song Jia to go to the cold pool for three days because he shielded Chen Fan. Three days later, Ma Shibo, who came out of the cold pool, was emaciated, and although the aura behind his body was more pure and deep, his body was very weak, and his eyes were dim.

Ten days after the end of the conference, many disciples woke up from the retreat and practiced, and after feeling the changes in the past ten days, they walked out of the cave with a smile on their faces and resumed their old lives.

Among them, almost all the disciples have cultivated diligently, and there are even some disciples who were originally on the verge of breakthrough, with the blessing of these ten days of penance and the inner spirit, they suddenly entered a new realm and felt a new world.

After Chen Fan had been cultivating in the Demon Pavilion for more than a month, he had finally entered the ninth layer of Qi cultivation!

Later, he spent a lot of time and energy on the use of the Blood Demon Technique and the Soul Slaying Sword, constantly releasing the Blood Demon Technique and the Soul Slaying Sword, and constantly becoming proficient.

Three months later, after the Blood Demon Technique was used, the blood dragon behind Chen Fan was no longer so blurry, but much clearer, giving people a sense of life.

Every time he swung his sword, a blood-colored dragon would rush out, wreaking havoc in all directions, with amazing destructive power.

Chen Fan nodded with satisfaction when he saw that he was stupid, so he temporarily put down his refinement of the Blood Demon Technique, and turned to attack the first sword of the Nine Swords of Demon Seeking, the Soul Slaying Sword!

The Soul Slaying Sword is no better than the Blood Demon Technique, and the Blood Demon Recipe relies more on its own familiarity and the depth of the demonic energy. And the Nine Swords of Demon Hunting rely more on perception, and the stronger the perception, the stronger the Nine Swords of Demon Seeking.

After each swing of the Soul Slaying Sword, Chen Fan would sit down and carefully recall the feeling when he swung the Soul Slaying Sword, followed by a long period of meditation.

Time kept passing, and two months later, Chen Fan woke up from his meditation again, and got up after thinking for a while.

"Master, why do I always feel that something is wrong with the Soul Slaying Sword, obviously I have calmed down and understood, why do I still feel that I can't break through to the point of Xiaocheng?" Chen Fan asked with his fists clenched.

"Your mind is quiet, but your heart is not quiet, you can't let go of Li Yuqing's position in your heart, you will never be able to calm your mind, and it will be more difficult to walk on the road of searching for demons. Idiot Daozi sighed, in the past six months, although Chen Fan seemed to be extremely calm, in fact, he had been hovering on the verge of falling into the devil several times.

Chen Fan's heart, because of Li Yuqing's serious injury and coma, because of Qianji Sect, because of Zhuang Mengxiang, he has never been able to really calm down, so it is difficult for him to break through.

But even if he didn't break through, his combat power was more than twice as strong as before, the Soul Slaying Sword had improved a lot, and the Blood Demon Technique had even been practiced to a small level!