At the moment when the dagger in the hand of this ancient barbarian monk was about to touch Wu Fan, two strange fluctuations suddenly swayed behind him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The two almost transparent small scimitars were just a burst of shots, and they directly pierced this person's head, and then in a whirlwind, they disappeared into Wu Fan's sleeve robe.

And Wu Fan, who had been unconscious before, rolled to the side with the same shot.

It's just that as soon as he dodged the corpse of this ancient barbarian monk, he coughed violently, and then quickly sat down cross-legged, and his face turned pale.

Fortunately, Wu Fan still has a lot of healing pills on his body, so he hurriedly took a few pills at this time and began to meditate and breathe, he did suffer extremely serious internal injuries before, but he did not hurt the origin, and the injuries in the back were just pretended.

Speaking of which, Wu Fan had hunted dozens of demon beasts in a row before, and the mana consumption was already quite a lot, plus the cultivation of these people he met was not weak, and Wu Fan's mana in his body was not enough, and he couldn't run the Chiyan Duel and the Vajra Hades Duel.

Fortunately, there were enough spiritual weapons on his body, so he killed all these people by surprise.

And the reason why he was able to use the blood crystal needle of the ancient barbarian monk was not only because of his own physical strength, but because he also had a low-grade defensive spiritual weapon on his body, and this spiritual weapon was the most inferior spiritual weapon refined by the old man before.

The material used is Wu Fan from the head of a shadow mantis demon beast, although it is only a low-grade spirit weapon, but the defense is still very amazing, after this spirit weapon was refined, Wu Fan wore it closely, and he didn't want to save his life today.

Otherwise, his mana loss was so serious, and he would definitely not be able to safely block the attack of this ancient barbarian monk.

At this time, Wu Fan also saw that the blood crystal needle of the ancient barbarian monk should also be a spiritual weapon, and at least a high-grade spiritual weapon, otherwise the shield under his full urging actually only lasted a few breaths to let it break, which was really a bit unbelievable.

After the dozens of red shadows broke through his body protection shield, they directly encountered the inner armor he was wearing, causing Wu Fan to suffer a lot of injuries, and at this time, Wu Fan also knew that there was almost no possibility of winning the head-on battle, when he pretended to be injured and fainted, and quietly sacrificed the poisonous blade in his hand when he hit the giant tree behind him.

It's just that this blood crystal needle is extremely domineering, even if Wu Fan's current physical strength is attacked by this spiritual weapon, his qi and blood still flow backwards, so that mouthful of blood is real, and there is no false meaning.

Sure enough, the other party should be very confident in the spiritual weapon in his hand, and he really thought that Wu Fan had been seriously injured and his life was on the verge of death, so he would accept the spiritual weapon, and completely relaxed his guard, giving Wu Fan a chance to take advantage of.

Otherwise, if there was really a head-to-head battle, in that case, Wu Fan would not be sure of winning.

Of course, this is also because Wu Fan has fought many times before, and the mana consumption in his body is quite in his eyes, if it is placed in his heyday, these people will definitely not be his opponents.

After about a stick of incense, Wu Fan finally refined some of the medicinal power, although there was still a hot pain in his body, but this place was close to the center of the secret realm, and other ancient barbarian monks might appear at any time, Wu Fan didn't dare to stay longer, and after a little recovery, he immediately got up and left here.

Before leaving, Wu Fan would not forget to dispose of the corpses of several people, of course, because these people had a considerable status in the clan, so Wu Fan also collected the storage magic weapons of several people.

Half an hour later, Wu Fan had already left the place where he had fought before, and found a hidden cave in a mountain forest, he planned to recover all the injuries on his body before making other plans, otherwise there would be many dangers in this secret realm, and if he encountered the previous situation again, it would be a bit of a headache.

Not long after Wu Fan left, at the place where the deputy pavilion master of Ling Wu Pavilion had died, several monks dressed in the same clothes and with the word martial arts tattooed on their shoulders also appeared here, and several of them only stayed for a moment before they searched separately.

It was only searched for a long time, and nothing was found except for a few unobvious blood stains on the ground.

"It's strange, obviously I felt that the deputy pavilion master was near here, and there were obvious traces of a fight here, why didn't I see the deputy pavilion master himself, could it be that I met a master of other pavilions, and there was something unexpected, no, I had to find the deputy pavilion master, otherwise I would be out of the secret realm and I couldn't explain to the pavilion master." ”

After searching for a long time, several monks still found nothing, one of the bearded men muttered a few words, and then with an order, several people galloped in other directions, looking at the direction, it was the direction that Wu Fan had left before.

Wu Fan naturally didn't know anything about this, he was in a cave at this time, and looked at several storage bags with excitement on his face, and seemed to be quite satisfied with the contents inside.

"I really didn't expect that this so-called deputy pavilion master is so rich, and there are still a lot of useful materials on his body, compared to other Gu Barbarian disciples, I really don't know how many times richer. ”

Wu Fan muttered quietly while checking the storage bag in his hand, and then began to check the other two storage bags.

After a while, Wu Fan seemed to have finally discovered something, a flash of inspiration flashed in his hand, and an emerald green gourd appeared in his hand, which was the blood crystal needle driven by the ancient barbarian monk before, at this time Wu Fan really got this thing, only to find that the aura emitted by this gourd magic weapon was actually much stronger than the poisonous blade in his hand.

Wu Fan really didn't expect that the Blood Crystal Needle in the hand of this ancient barbarian monk was a high-grade spiritual weapon, no wonder it had such terrifying power.

However, now is not the time to study this object carefully, Wu Fan turned over his hand and put it into his purple gold bracelet, and then the light on his hand flashed again, and a thin book and a transparent brocade appeared in his hand.

Wu Fan was immediately unambiguous, picked up the book and read it carefully.

Half an hour later, Wu Fancai frowned slightly and put away the books and Jinpa at the same time, but his face was already covered with a deep groan.

This book is actually the same as the book he got last time, it records that the clan is a very mysterious witch Gu holy worm, and this person's soul gathering bowl actually has more than 2,000 demon beast spirits, but the other two's soul gathering bowl is empty, thinking that the two people behind him should accompany this person to collect spirits.

As for the brocade, there were intricate patterns drawn on it, which seemed to be a map, Wu Fan just studied it a little, and found that it was not a spiritual weapon or something like that, so he put it away directly, planning to wait for the secret realm to study it carefully.

In the following time, Wu Fan moved the spirit in the deputy pavilion master's soul gathering bowl into his magic weapon, and then picked up the last white porcelain bottle in this person's storage bag, thought about it, and slowly opened the cap.

A rich medicinal fragrance mixed with a faint white mist wafted out of the porcelain bottle, and after the mist left the porcelain bottle, it stabbed and instantly formed a crystal like ice ballast at the mouth of the bottle.

Wu Fan was slightly stunned, as if he had thought of something, and immediately looked at the bottom of the porcelain vase.

I saw a blue pill lying at the bottom of the porcelain bottle, and bursts of white mist were constantly emitted on it, and the mist formed a thin layer of ice ballast in the porcelain bottle, as if it was carved from crystal, and it was beautiful in an instant.

"Condensation pill, it's actually this pill. ”

Even if Wu Fan was calm, after comparing this thing with the condensation pill that Senior Brother Wu had said before, his words began to tremble slightly, and he was shocked by this in his heart.

There is nowhere to find the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get them.

This ancient barbarian cultivator, who was known as the deputy pavilion master of Ling Wu Pavilion, actually carried a condensation pill with him, which really surprised Wu Fan.

However, Wu Fan thought about it and understood, even if the monk cultivates the basic exercises to the Great Perfection, it is not certain that he can advance after having the Condensation Pill, if the advancement fails, and there is only one Condensation Pill, at most it will only increase the mana a little more, if he waits for the next Condensation Pill, let alone whether he can get it again, even if he gets it, the interval between the period is too long, and the effect of the first Condensation Pill is almost equal to a waste.

Therefore, even if many monks get the Condensation Pill, if they are not completely sure, they will not take it immediately, but wait for themselves to get one or several more before continuously impacting, so the probability of advancing to the Xuanling Stage will naturally be much greater.

This deputy pavilion master of Ling Wu Pavilion probably also had this idea, so he kept this elixir all the time, and looking at it, he must have high expectations for this trip to the secret realm.

Right and wrong turn their heads into nothing, greed and hatred eventually become a dream, and the so-called success and defeat are nothing more than that.

Thinking of this, Wu Fan also sighed, and then put away this pill with a solemn face, his basic exercises at this time are still not complete, even if he takes this pill, it is just a waste, naturally put it away first, and then make plans after the end of this secret realm trip.