As time went by, He Fan also discovered that he had become more and more proficient in using the devil's aura.
It is even now possible to subconsciously release the demonic aura.
Although He Fan was not clear about the differentiation of Heavenly Demon levels, he knew that the aura he released should be comparable to that of the so-called Heavenly Demon Lord.
¡°At least for the rest of the journey, He Fan can move forward steadily without any problems.
In the blink of an eye, he moved forward for nearly more than a month.
The stars that looked as big as the moon before are now blocking out the sky. Half of the sky is covered in the purple color of the stars, and even the outline of the stars can no longer be seen.
And, perhaps because of the state of his soul body, He Fan never felt even the slightest bit of fatigue as he kept moving forward at this moment.
At this moment, He Fan stared straight ahead. Finally, he saw an almost indistinguishable thin barrier under the purple outline.
He knew clearly that that was probably what the devil had said before, the separation point between the districts.
Immediately, He Fan began to observe up and down, intending to find the node where the great demon was guarding.
But when his eyes swept downwards, He Fan was stunned.
I saw a large area of ??farmland below, and I could even see a few figures farming in it!
That is not a demon, but a living human being!
"It's just that these people don't have any cultivation, and it's hard to see even the slightest expression on each person's face, as if they were walking corpses.
"Didn't you say that the physical body cannot enter the world of demons? How about this"
He Fan was stunned, and suddenly regretted letting that day
The devil left.
However, this thought only lasted for a moment. I am afraid that even if the devil is allowed to follow, the other party may not be able to know why.
He Fan exhaled and slowly fell into the farmland.
There is nothing special about these mortals, and no one can detect He Fan's arrival. They are just farming like machines.
He Fan watched all this quietly, he had enough patience.
About two hours later, this group of people finally finished their work, put away their farm tools, and walked toward the dilapidated village in the distance.
As for He Fan, he is now like a ghost, silently following behind everyone.
He Fan is very concerned about the existence of these people. It would be safer if he could find a way to enter this world physically and return to the ancient martial arts world in flesh and blood!
This village is very dilapidated, basically made of some discarded wood and twisted tree trunks unique to this demon world.
But in contrast to these simple buildings, there is a very solemn ancestral hall in the center of the village.
The actual construction level of this ancestral hall is also average, but compared with those simple buildings, it is already at the palace level.
These mortals who had just put down their farm tools began to have subtle expressions on their faces as they continued to move forward.
In other words, they look more like humans now.
He Fan frowned, and the strange scene in front of him made his curiosity even deeper.
After entering this ancestral hall, you can see that there is a sculpture of a demon in the middle of the ancestral hall.
This sculpture has a human body and a ghost face. The horns on its forehead are extremely long and divided into two long horns.
Inserting towards the sides of the chest, it looks extremely appalling.
But after these villagers saw this sculpture, a touch of piety that was difficult to describe in words appeared on their previously unruffled faces.
They knelt down in front of the sculpture devoutly, put their hands on their eyebrows, lowered their heads and prayed continuously.
At this moment, a spiritual light suddenly lit up above the demon sculpture.
Techniques? !
He Fan raised his eyebrows slightly. He did not expect that this demon could actually release the monk's spell.
Immediately afterwards, a series of incantations that He Fan was very familiar with resounded in the ancestral hall.
The Supreme Pure Heart Art!
But that was a simplified version, but even so, this simplified version of the Taishang Qingxin Jue also made the faces of these mortals calm down.
Just looking at this scene, He Fan's brows gradually tightened.
He knows that it is impossible for a creature like the Demon to do good deeds!
As expected, after everyone calmed down for a while, a sudden sign appeared on the sculpture of the devil.Suddenly, a touch of dark purple spiritual power emerged, eroding towards everyone's consciousness sea spiritual platform!
In an instant, a sickly smile gradually appeared on the faces of everyone who had been extremely calm just now.
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It was at this time that He Fan was keenly aware that the negative emotions they were exuding were turning into an undercurrent, pouring into the sculpture of the demon.
He Fan didn¡¯t know if it was his own imagination, but He Fan felt that the smile on the demon sculpture became particularly weird at this moment.
¡°About an hour later, the complex expressions on these people¡¯s faces gradually faded away, replaced by the same zombie-like appearance as before.
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They were used to this, and each of them looked satisfied, then returned to their lifeless appearance, walked out of the ancestral hall, and finally entered their respective rooms.
Now, He Fan roughly understood the situation here.
These mortals are probably like the livestock kept here by the demon, responsible for producing all kinds of negative emotions for the demon to enjoy.
For them, they are powerless to change the current situation and can only look forward to the moment of peace when they occasionally pray in front of the demon sculpture.
That feeling is similar to taking drugs. It is no longer under their control. The only thing they can do is hope that the peace can last longer, even for a breath.
"They are all poor people"
He Fan looked at their backs as they disappeared into the room and shook his head helplessly.
However, at this moment, He Fan suddenly felt a chill in his junior, and a feeling of being watched spread to his perception.
He pretended to be calm and turned around.
I saw a shadow of the demon gradually emerging from the sculpture of the demon.
As soon as the demon came out, he came directly to He Fan.
It didn¡¯t have even the slightest fear of He Fan. It just kept swimming around He Fan and observed him curiously.
"This senior Heavenly Demon must be the Great Heavenly Demon responsible for guarding this border, right?"
He Fan endured the discomfort in his heart and said slowly.
"You, a mortal, do have some eyesight."
But at this moment, the devil revealed He Fan's identity with one word, which made He Fan's heart tremble suddenly.
"But I am a little curious as to why the devil's aura is so strong on you, as if you are a real devil."
The demon body ring
Walking around He Fan, anticipation flashed in his eyes.
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