"Who the hell are you, and why are you targeting us Golden Tiger like this?"

Wang Hu looked at Ling Fan angrily.

For Ling Fan, Wang Hu was very faceless, even if he thought about it carefully, he couldn't think of when he had offended such a bad star.

Of course, he didn't think that Ling Fan would target them for no reason, if that was the case, then there was only one explanation, that is, the teenager in front of him was a madman.

But can a madman cultivate to the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage?

Wang Hu was guessing here why Ling Fan was targeting the Golden Tiger Clan so much, but Ling Fan snorted coldly at this time.

With a raised hand, except for Wang Hu, the other Golden Tiger Clansmen were killed, and then they sneered at Wang Hu.

"Who am I, do you think it would be useful even if you knew?"

looked at Wang Hu with disdain, as if looking at his corpse, so angry that Wang Hu trembled all over, and didn't know how to answer.

Seeing that Wang Hu no longer spoke, Ling Fan snorted coldly again and said, "Before you die, let you be a ghost who understands, and after you go to hell, you can repent of what you have done almost to the clan." ”

Speaking of this, the words paused, and it was not until Wang Hu's eyes fell on him again that he continued: "Do you know that a few people in black are in the name of issuing tasks, but in fact, the monk's blood sacrifice nourishes the totem?"

"Sure enough, it's because of this!"

Hearing Ling Fan's words, Wang Hu exclaimed in his heart.

In fact, he had some guesses just now, after all, Ling Fan in front of him obviously didn't deliberately offend, and since the other party was targeting their family so much at this time, it must be because of some of their recent actions.

Speaking of which, the reason why they want to nourish the totem with the blood sacrifice of human monks is also out of helplessness.

Originally, they didn't want to do this, but for the demon beast family, the strength of a clan's totem determines the rise and fall of a family.

And the totem of the Golden Dragon Clan was lost in the eyes of the previous battle with the rival family, and the Golden Tiger Clan, whose totem was weak, was immediately spied on by many rival families.

At that time, once they showed weakness, I was afraid that they were in danger of extinction.

It was under such circumstances that the Golden Tiger Clan was worried every day, and in order to restore the totem, they came up with a way to use the blood sacrifice to restore the totem.

It's just that even if it's almost crazy, he doesn't dare to sacrifice with the blood of demon beasts, for fear of causing even more family anger.

It's just that even if you are careful, even if you mainly use the blood of human monks, the demon beasts that died tragically, even if they are only uncivilized, still make the other families angry.

Of course, it's these humans who are even more angry!

Speaking of which, these should have nothing to do with Ling Fan, in his heart, as long as he didn't provoke him, how could he be in the mood to care about this.

After all, there are many unfair things in the Shenzhou Continent, and even if he wants to take care of these two things, not to mention whether his own strength is enough, even if it is enough, he can't manage it.

"Since your human blood sacrifice, you must have the consciousness of death!"

Hearing Ling Fan's words, Tianhu suddenly sighed.

This result, as if he had thought of it a long time ago, to Ling Fan's surprise, Wang Hu at this time actually gave up resistance, as if he let Ling Fan kill him.

It's not that Wang Hu is pretending to be pitiful and begging to let Ling Fan let him go once in this way, but he really gave up resisting.

As for the reason, maybe he felt guilty for using such a method to restore the totem, of course, I am afraid that more he knew that even if he resisted at this time, he was not Ling Fan's opponent.

Ling Fan's cultivation was originally the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage, and as soon as he made a move, he almost wiped out the rest of the Golden Dragon Clan's people here.

With such momentum, although Tianhu has not experienced it personally, he also knows that this strength is much stronger even if it is compared to the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage of the initiate, and it is almost the same as that of the monks in the early stage of the out-of-body stage.

Although Tianhu is an out-of-body stage cultivator, he is only in the early stage of out-of-body stage, and in his heyday, he may not be able to stop Ling Fan, not to mention that he has been seriously injured at this time, and the strength he can exert is only in front of him.

Tianhu gave up resistance like this, although Ling Fan was a little surprised for a while, but after countless life and death experiences, the killing was already very decisive, and at this time, he naturally would not really let him go because of Tianhu's abandonment.

Between the raised hands, a true qi rushed out from the palm of his hand, turning into a silver light and heading straight towards the Heavenly Tiger's dantian.

Poof!

With a muffled sound, this true qi directly pierced the Heavenly Tiger's dantian, and penetrated with the Yuan Infant in the dantian, directly killing the Heavenly Tiger.

"Hey. ”

Looking at the dead Heavenly Tiger, surprisingly, Ling Fan didn't have the excitement of killing the out-of-body period, he just sighed, as if he was lamenting the helplessness of the Heavenly Tiger.

The Celestial Tiger has a reason why the Celestial Tiger must return to the totem, but of course he also has the obsession of killing the Celestial Tiger.

As if seeing Ling Fan's helplessness, Meng Yun'er didn't know when she walked to his side, didn't speak, just grabbed Ling Fan's hand tightly.

Feeling the heat of Meng Yun'er's palm, Ling Fan seemed to be able to feel Meng Yun'er's mood.

"Let's go, let's go to the Beast God Mountain?"

Shaking his head, he raised his hand and waved it to the sky, and the four golden dragons hovering above his head immediately dissipated, and after completing all this, he was about to pull Meng Yun'er towards the Beast God Mountain, but before he could fly, a gray shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

The gray shadow was clearly not human, as it was only a foot long and the thickness of a baby's arm.

Seeing this gray shadow, Ling Fan and Meng Yun'er immediately became vigilant and stopped this gray shadow from stopping in front of their eyes, so that Ling Fan could see clearly what this gray shadow was.

"A little snake?"

Ling Fan was stunned for a moment, and his original vigilant appearance relaxed at this time.

The reason why he gave up his vigilance was not that he was not afraid of this little snake.

This has nothing to do with cultivation, it stands to reason that even if the lion fights the rabbit, he still uses all his strength, if he wants to kill this little snake, of course he will not keep his hand.

But the reason why he didn't do it was not only because of the appearance of the little snake, but also because of a feeling, which actually made him a little familiar and kind.

This feeling appears inexplicably, but it can be really felt.

This feeling made Ling Fan also startled, and he shook his head, as if he wanted to throw these inexplicable emotions out of his mind, and after a while, he carefully looked at this little snake.

This little snake was indeed very small, one foot long, the thickness of a baby's arm, such a size, Ling Fan could hold it with one hand.

However, although the little snake was small, it was very psychic, coiled less than a zhang in front of Ling Fan, with two big round eyes, staring directly at Ling Fan.

This gaze did not have the coldness inherent in snakes, but was somewhat curious, like a feeling of joy.

"This little snake seems to like you. ”

Meng Yun'er spoke suddenly, but as soon as the words came out, she herself was amused by her own words.

In her mind, such a small snake, even if it is a demon beast, has not yet been civilized, has no intelligence, no emotion, how can it talk about the word 'like'.

It was only after laughing for a while, and seeing that Ling Fan didn't have the slightest smile, she suddenly stopped.

"Ling Fan, what's wrong?"

"Why do I think this little snake seems to like me and wants to follow me?"

Ling Fan's words made Meng Yun'er a little surprised, but what was even more surprising was that as soon as Ling Fan's words fell, the little snake in the distance actually kept nodding his head, and his eyes were clearly full of joy.

"Friend's spiritual little snake!"

Many women have a natural fear of snakes, and Mengyun'er, as a monk, is not afraid, but she doesn't like it, but the little snake in front of her has completely changed her mind about snakes.

"This little snake is so cute, do you see him nodding, like a doll?"

I don't know why Meng Yun'er feels like this, but Ling Fan doesn't think that this little snake looks like a doll at all.

But despite this, Ling Fan still nodded, took a step forward, and came directly to the little snake.

Although this little snake nodded in agreement with Ling Fan's words before, when Ling Fan suddenly came to it, he still subconsciously moved a step back.

I just moved a little bit and stopped.

"Since you want to follow me, come up. ”

Ling Fan, who had been killing decisively, showed a tenderness at this time.

Squat down slowly, raise your arms, and reach your palms in front of the snake.

Obviously, Ling Fan wanted the little snake to climb on his arm, but what made him a little helpless was that although he could see the joy in the little snake's eyes when he made this action, the little snake did not climb on his arm, but jumped directly onto his shoulder.

At such a speed, it almost turned into a gray light, and Ling Fan was a little surprised to see it.

But after being surprised, thinking that the little snake with such a speed would have to follow him in the future, the mentor became even happier.

"How's it going? I'm glamorous. It doesn't take a single move to have such a psychic little snake come to me. ”

stood up, straightened his chest, looked at the little snake on his shoulder with his eyes, and said to Meng Yun'er as if showing off.

Hearing Ling Fan's words, Meng Yun'er blushed, took a sip, and glanced at Ling Fan.

"It's also called charm? It's just a little snake, can you use your charm to get me a phoenix?"

Ling Fan, who heard Meng Yun'er, suddenly wilted and didn't know how to answer.

How can he have the ability to attract the phoenix with his charm, if he really meets the phoenix, I'm afraid it would be good not to be killed.

Seeing Ling Fan's wordless rebuttal, Meng Yun'er was in a good mood at this time, and looked at the little snake on Ling Fan's shoulder, she also liked it very much.

I couldn't help but raise my arm and reach out to grab the little snake, as if I wanted to love it.

But to Meng Yun'er's surprise, before she could catch the little snake, the little snake was just flickering, and the next moment it had already appeared on Ling Fan's other shoulder.

Such a catch made Meng Yun'er a little angry, and looking at the little snake, there was actually some pride in her eyes.

"This is your master's wife, and since you want to follow me, you can't do that. ”

Seeing Meng Yun'er like this, Ling Fan didn't want Meng Yun'er to be really angry, and as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed it.

This action was sudden, and this little snake might really have no defense against Ling Fan, so it was caught by Ling Fan in an instant.

Before the little snake could roar, it had already been stuffed directly into Meng Yun'er's hand by Ling Fan.

Seeing that the little snake seemed to be struggling, Ling Fan's words made the little snake lie quietly in Meng Yun'er's hands.

"If you can't make Yun'er like you, then I can't take you with me. ”

As soon as Ling Fan's words came, what Meng Yun'er didn't expect was that this little snake was really lying quietly in Meng Yun'er's hands.