At this time, the sun was setting, and the sky was blood-red. Dayu Island is full of monks' corpses, although it is not as good as the Land Wind Island of that day, but it is not much different!

Similarly, the sea was filled with the corpses of monks, and the blood-red sunlight shone on the sea, making the already reddish sea even more red.

On this day, the cultivation of Dayu Island is like the end of the world!

On this day, most of the repairs of Dayu Island were slaughtered!

On this day, the name of the soul demon of Dayu Island is famous in the entire polar sea area, and even the other two sea areas have also been rumored!

Chen Fan killed all the monks left on the dock to refine their souls, but the mortals did not kill a single one!

In the end, Chen Fan stepped towards Wanbao Pavilion!

"Stop coming!"

Almost all the monks on the island either left early, or they had already died in the hands of Chen Fan! Except for the Wanbao Pavilion, not a single monk had the slightest panic from the beginning to the present!

The two Qi cultivators guarding the door opened their mouths with confidence, as if they were not afraid of Chen Fan, the soul demon, as if they were sure that he would not kill themselves!

Chen Fan glanced at Wanbao Pavilion coldly, although he didn't know what kind of force this was, but the power behind it must be not small, and it was not something he could afford to provoke for the time being!

"What are you, tell you to come out, otherwise don't blame me for killing!" Chen Fan glanced at the man coldly, and his murderous aura scattered!

The man looked at Chen Fan tremblingly, unable to resist at all, and when he was slowly retreating, he was suddenly held up by a hand.

"This fellow Daoist, Wanbao Pavilion does not belong to Dayu Island, nor does it belong to the Four Seas. Below is Yang An, the Pavilion Master of the Polar Sea Division, what advice do you have?"

A middle-aged man wearing a green robe and holding a black cat in his arms walked out, nodded at Chen Fan with a smile, and said that he was a monk who was a knot monk!

Chen Fan nodded slightly, and the killing intent in his body gradually dissipated.

"You have to be responsible for what you say! Zhu Fan Ji, Tie Fan Dan, I am afraid that I will not be able to get a chance in this life, and after all, I am also a person who cannot control my own destiny. Chen Fan said, lowered his head, and left here with a thoughtful expression.

When the words fell, Yang An, who was holding the black cat, changed his expression suddenly, and his hands unconsciously exerted force, making the black cat scream in pain!

Yang An was stunned, looking at the back of Chen Fan walking away with his head down and walking away in the sunset, and his mood couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Fanji Vandan...... Are you fantasizing or ...... You really can!"

Yang An smiled self-deprecatingly, still jumped down from the black cat, took a deep breath, and bowed deeply to Chen Fan!

"You can see through my truth and falsehood at a glance, and if you want to cultivate, you shouldn't just practice qi, who are you?"

After Yang An got up, he saw that Chen Fan's figure had already disappeared, so he muttered to himself.

Some of the shops on the island have long been empty at the moment, and most of the shops have left a lot of treasures that have not had time to be taken away!

Chen Fan walked leisurely, took away all the things that could be seen, and still left a lot for these ordinary people, and did not take away a book of exercise secrets, which was still snatched by mortals.

After that, Chen Fan went into retreat and tried again...... Killing to build a foundation, retreat and penance, in a flash, it is a full ten months!

Strange to say, after that day, the pirates had not come to Dayu Island once, as if they were frightened away by Chen Fan's prestige!

Eight months later, some mortals came to settle on Dayu Island one after another, but none of them dared to come here!

And here, the first monk also began to be derived! Relying on the elixirs and exercises found from those unmanned shops, he stepped into the first layer of qi cultivation with a nervous mood!

After the monk stepped into the first floor of Qi training, he immediately glanced at the direction of Chen Fan's retreat with a bitter face, and waited uneasily.

For a long time, I didn't see Chen Fan coming, so I simply gritted my teeth and went to Chen Fan's retreat, standing outside the door tremblingly, and waited for a long time!

In the end, Chen Fan's voice sounded in his mind, his face turned pale at first, and then he bowed to Chen Fan three times before retreating respectfully and excitedly.

Subsequently, one after another mortals broke through to become Qi cultivators, the resources on the island began to be reset, and the shops that had been sealed for a long time were pushed open and ransacked!

......

Three years later, a blood-colored Changhong left Dayu Island and rushed to the strongest island in the polar sea, Xiaofeng Island!

Chen Fan did not start killing, but seriously inquired around first, took the jade hairpin that Yang Jing usually crossed, and asked the mortal monk surnamed Yang everywhere.

A few days later, he stopped at a defeated Yang house on the island.

"This is Qin'er's jade hairpin, this thing is still the ...... I gave her when she left home"

An old woman who was in her prime, with gray hair, candles in front of the wind, and her clothes were full of patches, with red eyes, and tears flashed in her eyes when she looked at the jade hairpin in her hand.

"Is she still alive? Can she have any blood relatives?" Seeing that Chen Fan had been silent, the old woman suddenly realized something, and looked at Chen Fan with some excitement.

"Yang Jing is very good, and asked me to bring a message to the family, telling the family not to read it. Chen Fan suppressed his emotions, made a calm appearance, smiled at the old woman, and handed her a bag of spirit stones, which were worth thousands!

Then, Chen Fan gently exited the room and closed the door!

When night fell, Chen Fan relied on building a foundation and cultivating to launch a ruthless soul refining killing on Xiaofeng Island! After one night, all the monks on Xiaofeng Island were wiped out, and they were all soul refined!

Chen Fan stood alone on the top of a mountain on Xiaofeng Island, buried Yang Jing's body here, and erected a monument!

"The tomb of the second peak of the Lu Feng Sect!"

And then in less than a month, Chen Fan swept through all the affiliated island forces in the entire Polar Sea, and for a while, the name of the Soul Demon was famous in the entire Four Seas, and even the Fourth Ring Sea was spread!

But this was only the beginning, after less than a month of silence, Chen Fan set foot on the Extreme Sect, the controller of the Extreme Sea Area! The ruthless killing unfolded again, and a few days later, the disciples of the Extreme Sect fled, died!

At this moment, Chen Fan's anger turned solid, his eyes were scarlet, no matter how he looked at it, it seemed like he had gone mad!

Then Chen Fan went into retreat directly and began refining the Purple Pole Golden Sword!

Three months passed in a flash, Chen Fan thoroughly studied the method of refining, and then he found a big refining shop without hurry and started refining!

"Purple Golden Sword...... Purple lazuli is the main stone, and pure iron stone is the auxiliary......" Chen Fan muttered as he quickly put pieces of purple lazuli into the huge refining furnace in front of him!

Both hands quickly pinched the trick, and shot out a stream of demonic qi to control the temperature of the refining furnace, and after a long time, the purple lazuli gradually began to liquefy......

After waiting for a few more hours, the purple lazuli was completely liquefied, and Chen Fan was not in a hurry

Slowly add the Pure Pole Iron Stone to the refining furnace in proportion!

Subsequently, Chen Fan's hands kept changing the magic technique, carefully controlling the refining furnace, allowing the pure iron stone to melt little by little, and fuse with the liquid after the purple lazuli melted!

After a few hours on his face, Chen Fan's attention was highly tense, beads of sweat continued to appear on his forehead, and his back was already soaked.

Chen Fan gritted his teeth all the time, and finally at the eighth hour, the purple lazuli liquid and the pure ironstone liquid completely fused!

Chen Fan's face was overjoyed, and he hurriedly pinched the trick, divided this furnace liquid into thirty-two parts of the same size, opened his mouth slightly and sucked them all into his mouth, and began to use his own magic temperature to refine these sword embryos!

"The refining is quite simple, but the difficult thing is to warm the purple pole golden sword! If it is well cultivated, this purple pole golden sword will derive a sword spirit, if it is not well cultivated, maybe it will not even be able to become a sword!"

Chen Fan patted his lower abdomen with satisfaction, and began to warm up according to the best method of warmth and cultivation mentioned in the refining book. Anyway, Chen Fan is not short of purple lazuli or pure iron stone now, and what is more time is that he must polish the best purple pole gold sword!

Moreover, what Chen Fan thought about was not only to refine thirty-two Purple Pole Golden Swords, but to refine three sets of thirty-two identical Purple Pole Golden Swords, and synthesize a set of ninety-six large sets of his own golden swords, so as to stimulate the full power of the five formations of the Purple Pole Golden Sword!

This recuperation is a whole year, the sword embryo gradually grows larger, and it can already be clearly seen that the appearance of the Purple Pole Golden Sword is just a circle smaller than the real Purple Pole Golden Sword, but its luster and sharpness are far from being comparable to Chen Fan's previous set!

In fact, if it was an ordinary warm recuperation, it would have already ended, and it wouldn't take so long at all, but Chen Fan would go to the extreme, take out these sword embryos every day, and drip a drop of his own blood, so that he could establish a weak connection with these sword embryos that had not yet become swords!

And as time passed, this connection became stronger and stronger, far surpassing Chen Fan's control and feeling of the Demon Transformation Sword! It was as if the sword embryo of these thirty-two purple golden swords was not a sword, but had become Chen Fan's hands and feet!

After another half a year, the demonic Chen Fan let out an excited laugh, echoing throughout the Extreme Sect!

"It's done, it's done!" Chen Fan's hair was scattered at the moment, his eyes were bloodshot, his face was haggard, but he was very energetic!

Chen Fan moved these thirty-two purple pole golden swords that far surpassed the previous set, and the careful controller felt it for a long time before he re-entered the sleeve robe with a satisfied face!

"Spirit!"

Chen Fan happily retreated again, and recovered for a full three months before returning to the peak again!

Then Chen Fan started the second round of refining non-stop......

In the past five years, the Extreme Sect, like the islands in the Polar Sea, has spawned new monks with Chen Fan's permission! At the same time, everything has also been reset, including the former forces and the Extreme Sect that was once in the Polar Sea!

The ice and snow dissipate, everything recovers, and the plants and trees are spring!

It was the spring of another year, and in a mountain forest in the Extreme Sect, Chen Fan was satisfied with the dense movement of ninety-six identical purple pole golden swords!

Wherever the Purple Pole Golden Sword passed, the iron was sharpened like clay, and it was easy to cut through everything! The sword formation formed was far much stronger than before!

"It's time to start...... Chen Fan's figure flashed and disappeared into the eyes of the Extreme Sect and those mortals!