In the blink of an eye, He Fan finally took the lead among the others and arrived at the location of the Ningdan Fruit Tree.
¡°Now there is no more pill condensing fruit here, and the vicious beast no longer exists.
There is only the mess on the ground and the corpses of the five Lingming Sect disciples.
"excuse me!"
He Fan was standing in front of the corpse of a monk and said softly.
While speaking, he raised his hand and took away the monk's storage bag.
After his spiritual consciousness penetrated it, He Fan nodded slightly.
Now, all the other things in this storage bag have been taken away, and the only things left are the monk's sect token and a set of replacement disciple uniforms.
But the remaining things are enough for He Fan!
This monk is naturally the He Lei that He Fan plans to pretend to be next!
With a wave of the nine-section sword in his hand, dust flew up, and at this moment, the flying soil covered the bodies of the Lingming Sect members under the ground.
This is the only thing He Fan can do now, let them rest in peace.
After putting the storage bag into the Demon Locking Tower, the Nine-section Sword that He Fan had been holding in his hand suddenly closed at this moment.
Immediately afterwards, He Fan took the simple long sword out of the sword gourd and fell into his hands.
Now, there are only less than ten hours left before this secret realm is forced to close.
As long as He Fan survives this period of time, when the secret realm is forcibly closed, everyone will be forcibly kicked out of the secret realm!
"Heh, it came quite quickly."
At this moment, He Fan was holding a simple long sword, watching everyone walk in from the entrance, and said with a sneer.
Just when He Fan finished speaking, a group of monks from the Tuyan Sect and the Fire Flame Sect poured in from the entrance almost at the same time.
As soon as they entered, the crowd slowly dispersed. The entrance was guarded by the two leading disciples, while the remaining people scattered in all directions, threatening to surround He Fan!
After running for so long, He Fan didn't bother to run anymore. Anyway, if there was a fight, these people might not really have the ability to take down He Fan!
"Boy, you are asking for death. You came here. No matter how agile you are, you can't escape!"
"Hand over the elixir condensation fruit, and we can make your death less painful."
At this moment, the two leading disciples of the sect raised their heads and spoke slowly to He Fan.
Previously, they only needed He Fan to hand over the Condensing Pill Fruit to let He Fan live.
But now, after reaching a place where it is impossible to escape, the two of them are not even planning to give He Fan this way of life!
There was a smile on He Fan's lips. He just glanced at the nervous people and said with a smile: "It's just you? Come and give it a try!"
As he finished speaking, the simple long sword in He Fan's hand vibrated, and the powerful sword power suddenly dispersed in all directions at this moment.
"Don't go alone, we'll work together!"
At this moment, a roar came from the crowd.
Immediately afterwards, all Tuyanmen disciples squatted down, supporting the ground with both hands.
In an instant, with bursts of spiritual power surging, the entire ground began to tremble suddenly at this moment!
Under such circumstances, even He Fan would find it extremely difficult to stand firm.
"Huh, what a little trick!"
He Fan snorted coldly, stepped on his feet, and his footwork spread out instantly.
Under the shaking ground, every time he set foot, he would step on a mound of similar height.
In this way, he is almost the same as standing on flat ground.
However, when the ground was shaking, cracks appeared on the ground. Long mounds of soil mixed with stones, like giant snakes, rolled out of the ground and struck directly at He Fan. Come!
He Fan¡¯s expression was cold, and the ancient long sword in his hand was flashing with sword light at this moment, and sword energy was continuously emitted in all directions!
Accompanied by bursts of roaring sounds, the mound of soil was constantly being scattered under the impact of the sword energy.
But it¡¯s just dirt after all, scattered
After landing, it will fly up from the ground again.
At the same time, the disciples of the Fire Flame Sect were not idle and joined in the spellcasting at the same time.
With the surge of spiritual power in everyone's body, the rolling earth dragons now directly turned into giant magma snakes.
The temperature above it was very frightening. Even with He Fan's current level of cultivation, ifIf you touch him, the best result is to be seriously injured!
He Fan doesn¡¯t dare to call out the Demon Locking Tower now.
This is the first time he has faced such an attack. If the Demon Locking Tower cannot withstand it and is damaged, it will be more of a loss than a gain.
After realizing that He Fan¡¯s main strength was his fierce swordsmanship, the people on the other side had no intention of getting close at all, and were just preparing to fight against He Fan with this skill alone.
No matter how strong He Fan is, his spiritual power reserves cannot be compared with those of everyone present.
Even if He Fan can't be hurt now, if He Fan's spiritual power is constantly being consumed like this, He Fan will eventually collapse, just like a frog boiling in warm water!
And He Fan obviously realized this as well.
He originally wanted to approach first and kill one or two of the opponent's enemies.
However, at this moment, the ground beneath his feet suddenly collapsed, and the surrounding soil continued to gather toward his feet!
Now, just staying in place and not being rolled in by the mud has already wasted a lot of He Fan's energy.
Furthermore, the magma and soil were still attacking He Fan, and he couldn't leave the place at all!
"Damn, I underestimated them"
He Fan gritted his teeth and murmured softly.
Originally, He Fan thought that as long as he tried his best to dodge the opponent's attacks and continuously defeat them one by one, the balance of victory would still tilt in his favor, but now, it is difficult for him to even touch the opponent.
Although the sword energy released by the ancient long sword is extremely powerful, it can only penetrate two layers of the magma snake before it dissipates, and cannot hit these monks at all!
Time passed by bit by bit, and another ten minutes passed in the blink of an eye.
He Fan's body's spiritual power reserves have been consumed by 20% under this constant defense. If this continues, I'm afraid he will have to answer here today!
"It looks like we need to use some special means"
He Fan took a breath and thought silently in his heart.
And in the Demon Locking Tower, there is another extremely powerful thing that He Fan has never used. After all, it is very dangerous, but in this situation, it is necessary to use it even if it is not needed!
Those are the dozen or so Sky Thunder Beads he got from the Beiming Secret Realm!
According to Hong Lian, even the Golden Core Realm may not be able to withstand this Heavenly Thunder Bead. Naturally, these monks in front of them are even less likely to be opponents!
"No matter what, it's dangerous, it's better than being consumed to death!"
At this moment, He Fan murmured in a low voice, and with a flash of light in his hand, a Sky Thunder Bead placed in the Demon Locking Tower suddenly appeared in his hand!
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