Hu Fei was not afraid of death and pounced on the fat ghost, and he was about to cast a life for a life.

This situation made Yang Fan a little happy, but immediately, his brows furrowed again, as if he was thinking about the consequences of Hu Fei's death.

At this critical juncture, the fat ghost Dao's whole face was extremely hideous, and a bloody hole was broken on his forehead, and then seven orifices bled out.

Whew!

The fat ghost Dao's eyes were blood-red, and he suddenly let out a long roar, and he actually gave up the other six layers of mana that suppressed the poison in his body, and struck it out with one palm, and the momentum was like thunder, and he suddenly slapped away the huge cyan brick that weighed more than a thousand catties.

Almost at the same time, the gray light on his body skyrocketed, and he swept wildly in a circle, shaking Hu Fei and the zombies in the foundation building period together.

Yang Fan's complexion changed, and the surname Suo gave up control of the cyan bricks, and his body retreated sharply.

He understood that as long as he persevered for a while, with the heavy injury of the fat ghost Dao, he would die of poison.

"Die......"

The fat ghost Dao's eyes were about to split, and his eyes were full of cold and murderous intentions, and he locked on Yang Fan at once.

He knew that he might not live for a moment, and he wanted to die with this son before he died.

Call!

The fat ghost Dao was like a fierce wind, rushing towards Yang Fan in the most savage way.

At this moment, his body surface was already covered with black blood, a large amount of life force was lost, and his body kept trembling.

Yang Fan was in omniscient mode, his body jumped, and he dodged the palm of the fat ghost dao, but a gray strong wind still swept his shoulder.

Burst!

Yang Fan spit out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, his face was pale, but he saved his life, and his body rolled to the side of the two sarcophagus.

One of the sarcophagi had been split by the domineering palm of the headless demon corpse, but it was not shattered, Yang Fan was very confident in the material of this sarcophagus, so he hid on the side of the sarcophagus.

At this time, the fat ghost Dao's eyes were bloodshot, his consciousness was in a marginal state, and only the last trace of crazy obsession remained, and he didn't look at it, and slashed towards the sarcophagus with one palm.

Bang!

The sarcophagus was shaken, but it was not damaged in the slightest.

Sure enough, as Yang Fan expected, the sarcophagus that the headless demon corpse could split may not be able to do it in the foundation building period. After all, the former's strength is definitely not weaker than that of high-level monks, and with the power of one palm, he can smash magic weapons, but he only splits this sarcophagus.

Bang bang bang......

The fat ghost Dao struck four or five palms in a row, but the sarcophagus was still unharmed.

Yang Fan looked stunned, and said secretly, the material of this sarcophagus is extraordinary, maybe it can be taken back for refining......

Call!

At this moment, the fat ghost Dao finally woke up a little bit, and actually jumped over the sarcophagus.

"Not good!"

Yang Fan's face froze, and with a sudden wave of his hand, the black leather whip was like a snake shadow, silent, and wrapped around the fat ghost Dao's thighs.

This black leather whip is full of spirits, and after entangling the fat ghost path, it immediately wraps around, like a living poisonous snake.

"Hmm......"

The fat ghost was strangled from his feet to his neck by the black leather whip, and his body stiffened suddenly, his face was dull, and his whole body was paralyzed.

Yang Fan found that a faint black light flashed on the black leather whip, seeping into the fat ghost Dao's body, paralyzing his whole body and losing all his ability to resist.

In this way, the fat ghost Dao stood in front of Yang Fan, dumbfounded, the poisonous surname in his body was furious, and his vitality was drained little by little.

In this process, Yang Fan saw a strange scene, the essence blood in the fat ghost Dao's body was swallowed by the black leather whip little by little along the light of pale black.

When the fat ghost Dao died, the black leather whip in his hand automatically softened and returned to its original length.

It didn't seem to have changed, but Yang Fan felt that this spiritual weapon seemed to be invisibly enhanced.

This black leather whip was a personal spiritual weapon given to him by the mysterious hunchbacked old man when Yang Fan left 'Yihe Village'.

But Yang Fan knew that this thing was not an ordinary spiritual weapon, and the leather whip itself contained a strong poisonous surname, which had a paralyzing effect when it wound the enemy, and could also strengthen itself by absorbing the enemy's essence blood.

After resting for a while, Yang Fan's mana recovered most of it, and he barely got up from the ground, accidentally involved a serious injury in his body, and snorted, looking extremely weak.

If it is an idle injury, with Yang Fan's variant physique, it can be automatically recovered at all. However, the serious injuries in his body were caused by the impact of powerful demonic qi and the infusion of his body before, and the destructive force was extremely strong, and it was difficult to recover in a short time.

"The fat ghost is dead...... The tomb was sealed...... How do we deal with the aftermath now?"

Yang Fan stood in place, with a deep groan on his face, his eyes quickly fell on a few storage bags in the fat ghost road, picked them up and looked at them, and couldn't help but be moved.

The monks in the foundation building period have enough capital, there are thousands of spirit stones alone, several spiritual weapons, more than a dozen magic weapons, not to mention other materials jade slips.

After a while, Yang Fan sighed lightly and temporarily put the storage bag on the ground, but he didn't take a penny.

Then, his gaze fell on the two sarcophagi in front of him.

One of the sarcophagi had long since been split, and there was nothing else inside, just an iron-armored golem lying with a faint metallic sheen.

This is the kind of ironclad puppet whose strength is close to the foundation building period before.

"This puppet actually didn't refine ......"

Yang Fan showed a look of surprise on his face, didn't that mean that as long as he refined it a little, he could become the owner of this thing?

If you can control a puppet whose strength is close to the foundation building period, it will be able to greatly increase Yang Fan's life-saving capital, and he can almost run rampant in the concentrating period.

Without hesitation, Yang Fan put his hand on the sarcophagus and the puppet, and his consciousness entered the "Xianhong Space".

Swish!

The next moment, this sarcophagus and the iron-armored puppet lying inside were included in the Xianhong space by Yang Fan.

"It worked!"

Yang Fan's joy was overflowing.

Then, he removed another sarcophagus, which also contained a puppet, but the puppet's shell was silver armor and lifeless.

Yang Fan felt that the level of this silver armor puppet might be higher, but he felt that there was something missing from this thing.

He didn't care about these anymore, so he concocted the same method and put this sarcophagus into the "Xianhong Space".

After doing this, Yang Fan faintly heard the movement outside, and hurriedly put away the black leather whip, pinched the magic trick, and also took back the cyan brick.

As for the storage bag left by the fat ghost road, Yang Fan glanced at it, did not move it, and looked thoughtful.

Soon, Hu Fei, who was heavily injured and scarred, walked into the main hall and said, "He...... He's dead?"

"Yes...... He was poisoned and died. ”

Yang Fan said lightly, but he was also secretly looking at Hu Fei.

This son is also a freak, who entered a state of madness before, not afraid of life and death, and even resisted the attack of the zombies in the foundation building period.

Before Yang Fan entered the tomb, he faintly felt the forbidden power hidden in Hu Fei's body. Even the fat ghost Dao in the foundation building period was quite jealous of this, and let him go crazy, but he didn't see it.

There was a dead silence in the tomb, except for the heartbeats and breathing of two people.

Hu Fei staggered to Yang Fan, glanced at the corpse and storage bag of the fat ghost on the ground, and said, "This battle ...... Booty...... It's yours. ”

When Yang Fan heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, and said secretly: "Didn't I hear it wrong?"

"You save ...... Saved me...... My life. ”

Hu Fei sat on the ground with his ass, and he still had such an honest side.

Yang Fan smiled slightly, and excused himself: "It's a fluke that I can survive, how dare I covet these things, maybe it will lead to killing at that time." ”

He had already made up his mind that Hu Fei had better not die, and it would be more advantageous for the two of them to leave the tomb alive than for him to come out alive alone.

In this way, the eyes of the major forces such as Yang Jiabao and Yuwu Villa will most likely focus on Hu Fei, a talented monk, thus ignoring the role of Yang Fan, a pharmacist in the early stage of qi refining.

To put it bluntly, it is to let Hu Fei help Yang Fan share the sight and pressure of the outside world, so as not to arouse the suspicion and speculation of people with intentions.

Just imagine, if Yang Fan came out alive, he would definitely become the focus of the major immortal cultivation forces in the vicinity by then.

Everyone is dead, even the powerhouses of the foundation building period are dead, why can you, a monk in the early stage of Qi refining, come out alive?

Therefore, Yang Fan endured the pain of cutting his love, and decisively gave up the storage bag of the fat ghost road and gave it to Hu Fei.

"So you...... You are...... I'm afraid of death!"

Hu Fei suddenly realized that he was not as far-reaching as Yang Fan.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly: "Yes, this loot should have belonged to your 'Rain Misty Villa', Yang is just an accompanying pharmacist, how dare he covet these things." ”

"You don't ...... Don't, that...... Then I'll keep it private...... Swallowed!"

Hu Fei's eyes lit up, and he scraped away several storage bags on the ground at a speed that was not as fast as thunder, making Yang Fan stunned for a moment.

"You save ...... Saved my life, I'm ...... Hu Fei started today...... Begin...... I owe you a ...... Favors!"

Hu Fei swore an oath, patted his chest, and promised.

Yang Fan couldn't help but be depressed, listening to this guy talk, it was too much effort.

"Okay, next time you come to Wuliu Town, I will refine a elixir for you to cure your stammering. ”

Yang Fan said quite weakly.

He didn't have any ill feelings towards this son, when Yang Fan was running the dead wood gong on the outer layer of the tomb and pretending to be dead, the fat ghost Dao wanted to refine him into a bloody corpse, but this son actually brazenly guarded and fought to the death.

"This ...... That's what you said, and when the time comes...... The time can be ...... Don't forget...... Forgot. ”

As soon as this son heard that Yang Fan could cure his stammering, he immediately became excited and grabbed his shirt.

Yang Fan nodded heavily, and said weakly: "Let go ...... hand"

"Hey......

Hu Fei sat down again, his injuries were not lighter than Yang Fan's, but he seemed to be fine.

Yang Fan wondered if this son had any pain, or if it was a human physique.

"Let's recuperate here for a few days, and then find a way to get out of the tomb. ”

Yang Fan said lightly, sat cross-legged, and no longer paid attention to this son.

"I ...... I listen...... Listen to you. ”

Hu Feithief laughed, took the storage bags, and began to clean up the loot inside, his eyes were bright and bright.

Yang Fan looked at this son's excited appearance, and couldn't help but feel a little pity, and when he got out of the tomb, he didn't know if he could keep these things.

However, with this surname, it is very likely that for these trophies, he will not be afraid of death and fight with any strong person.

Poor Hu Fei was pushed to the mouth of the wind and waves by Yang Fan, but he didn't know it, and he cleaned up the loot in the storage bag with a happy face.

Yang Fan slowly closed his eyes and checked the specific condition of his body, and when he noticed the Nine Demons Qi in the depths of the dantian, he couldn't help but be startled.

Suddenly, he was in ecstasy, and then he was replaced by a hint of worry.

(To be continued)