"Fat man, go and dig out its demon core!"
"Okay!"
In response, An Sheng stepped forward cheerfully, looking very excited.
This is one of the five demon emperors of the demon clan. They have grown up hearing the bad reputation of these five guys. They never thought that one day, someone like him would have the opportunity to attack the white bear demon emperor. One knife!
Cool!
Just thinking about this kind of thing makes me feel very excited and proud!
Taking two steps closer, An Sheng squinted his eyes and looked at the sleeping White Bear Demon Emperor. With a thought, he summoned his own emperor-level magic weapon and made two gestures towards the White Bear Demon Emperor's belly, "Pfft! "With one stroke, he stabbed directly three inches into the lower abdomen of the White Bear Demon Emperor.
Although the physical defense of the sleeping White Bear Demon King is extremely amazing, under normal circumstances, even if it lies there motionless, few people can hurt it at all.
However, it also depends on who is doing it
An Sheng Lai Hao is also a first-level supreme now, holding an emperor-level magic weapon. If he can't even pierce the body of a supreme at the same level, then he is too useless.
Wow!
The demon blood overflowed and gushed out. The White Bear Demon Emperor shuddered and couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. Then he frowned, showing signs of wanting to wake up.
I go!
An Sheng was shocked and did not dare to show off any more. The magic weapon in his hand moved like flying, and he dug out the belly of the White Bear Demon Emperor with great dexterity. It only took 0.01 second to kill the White Bear Demon Emperor. The supreme demon core, which was as big as a blue ball, was dug out of the emperor's body.
"Ho~!"
The White Bear Demon King let out a scream and suddenly sat up, his eyes wide open, staring at An Sheng who was holding his demon core in his forearm. An Sheng was so frightened that he couldn't help but raise his feet and hit the White Bear Demon King. He was kicked hard in the face.
"Nah! You don't have the demon core anymore, how dare you scare people like this!"
The fat man cursed and muttered something, and then he held the extremely fresh and even steaming Supreme Demonic Core in his hands like a treasure and brought it to Yang Fan.
"Brother Fan, it's ready!"
“Well done!”
Yang Fan nodded slightly, put the demon core into the storage space with a wave of his hand, and then looked down at the White Bear Demon King who had fully woken up and was standing behind the fat man with a cute look on his face like a ghost.
"Fat man, you must remember from now on that even if the demon core of a great demon in the supreme realm is poached, it does not mean that it has no power to resist at all. Be careful of capsizing in the perineal ditch!"
Yang Fan reminded An Sheng softly.
If he hadn't successfully controlled the White Bear Demon King with the Slavery Brand before, An Sheng, the little fat guy, might have been in a very bad situation now.
Hearing this, An Sheng seemed to have noticed something was wrong. He couldn't help but look back and saw the big furry face of the White Bear Demon Emperor, which was almost pressed against his back and almost kissed him mouth to mouth. The little fat man's face was flushed. It turned white instantly.
"Brother Fan, we are brothers. If you play like this, aren't you afraid that you will give me a heart attack?"
As fast as lightning, he took a few steps back. Seeing that the White Bear Demon King had a dull look on his face and showed no intention of attacking or killing him, An Sheng quickly understood what was going on and turned around with a resentful look on his face. Come and look at Yang Fan.
Yang Fan couldn't help but gave him a blow.
"You really think I'm scaring you. If I hadn't controlled it in time just now, your life would have been gone!"
"You are already at the supreme level, but you are still so careless in doing things. If you are asked to go out alone to hunt monsters and kill enemies in the future, how many lives can you use to fill it up?"
Yang Fan sternly lectured.
Among the five supreme beings in front of them, An Sheng is the youngest and has the least experience. His combat experience, especially those above the emperor level and above, is almost pitiful.
There is no way, this is the sequelae of advancing too quickly in cultivation.
Although the level of cultivation has improved, the experience and combat experience are still before becoming an emperor. There is not much time to settle and accumulate, just like a nouveau riche, the foundation is a bit empty.
Normally, it would not be a problem for him to hunt monsters with lower cultivation levels than him. He could crush them from head to toe with his absolutely powerful strength.
But if he was allowed to fight against masters of the same level and level, Ansheng's attack methods would appear a bit immature and inadequate.
This was especially obvious when five people and one beast surrounded and killed the White Bear Demon King, so Yang Fan took the opportunity to deliberately beat the little fat man to wake him up.
"After I go back, close my cultivation, and then walk a few laps in the reincarnation formation!"
"Not just you, all the disciples above the king level, as long as they are under the age of fifty, will be thrown into the great reincarnation formation. They will not be allowed to come out until they have experienced hundreds of reincarnations!"
The fat man trembled and his legs became a little weak.
"Reincarnation for hundreds of lives? Master, are you serious?"
An Sheng said softly:
"Now we have seven or eight thousand disciples above the king level of the Demon Slayer Sect. If each one of them had to go through hundreds of reincarnations in the city protection formation before coming out, it would be unbearable for everyone. This daily spiritual energy consumption is an astronomical figure!"
Yang Fan was speechless.
When did this fat man become so obsessed with money
Do you really think that the name of the local tycoon Yang is for nothing? If you follow Yang Fan and others, when will they have to worry about resources and money
When An Sheng said this, it was obvious that he had no confidence in him as a master!
With a thought, he took out a space ring from the storage space and threw it to Ansheng.
"There are millions of demon cores above the king level and 100,000 demon cores above the emperor level, which are enough to support the reincarnation experience of all the disciples!"
Yang Fan lacks everything now, except demon cores and various cultivation resources.
When the Demon Saint Ridge was destroyed last time, and the Black Wind Valley was destroyed this time, Yang Fan captured countless demon cores and resource secret treasures at all levels. Not to mention supporting more than 20,000 to 30,000 disciples, there were more than ten or twenty more. Ten thousand, he can afford it!
It’s just so awesome, it’s just so cool!
"Thank you, master!"
An Sheng took the space ring with a grimace, knowing that the experience of hundreds of reincarnations was inevitable.
Ye Wentian and Sima Xuefeng looked on and nodded secretly, agreeing with Yang Fan's decision.
An Sheng, Mu Qianqian, Tian Feiyao, and other young people who have suddenly become powerful within the past six months along with Yang Fan, almost all have this problem of lack of combat experience.
After all, they grew up so fast that they didn’t have much time to digest and accumulate. It’s not like these old guys who all came from the chaotic period before the Emperor’s Covenant. , it is not an exaggeration to say that he has experienced thousands of battles.
As for Yang Fan, a similarly young man, he was able to discover the problems and shortcomings of An Sheng and others so quickly, and decided to spend huge sums of money to strengthen and change them. He was really courageous and full of courage!
Ordinary people, like these old guys, even if they have discovered similar problems a long time ago, they just want to cultivate and strengthen these people's combat experience and crisis awareness through actual combat again and again, but they have never thought about returning them. You can use the Samsara Formation for special training.
Although Ling Tian and Sang Duoduo are also proficient in the Six Paths of Reincarnation God-level Illusion Array, they also know that they can provide targeted training in experience and combat experience by adjusting the difficulty of reincarnation in the Illusion Array.
However, every time the reincarnation formation is opened, the amount of spiritual energy resources to be consumed is not a small amount. If it is just a few people like An Sheng, Mu Qianqian, and Tian Feiyao, it will naturally not be a problem.
However, the total number of disciples of their Demon Slayer Sect will soon exceed 30,000.
Moreover, this should not be the final number. In the future, as Yang Fan travels between regions, this number will inevitably continue to grow. By then, it may grow to 50,000, 100,000, or even tens of thousands. One hundred thousand people!
If all the disciples were allowed to enter the reincarnation formation to receive training, even the federal government would not be able to afford such a huge energy loss.
Therefore, they never mentioned it to Yang Fan deliberately, but secretly gave some reminders and suggestions to An Sheng, Mu Qianqian and others, but they were far less generous and courageous than Yang Fan.
"Believe me, as long as it is a problem that can be solved with money or resources, it is not a problem here as a teacher!"
Seeing the adoring looks from Ye Wentian, Ling Tian, Sang Duoduo, and Sima Xuefeng, Yang Fan put his hands on his hips and started bragging.
"You boasted something awesome and successfully gained the deep trust of your apprentice An Sheng. Your social skills have been greatly improved, your verbal flexibility has been greatly enhanced, your admiration value +1, and your eloquence +100."
"You boasted a lot and successfully gained the deep trust of your apprentice Sima Xuefeng. Your social skills have been greatly improved..."
"You boasted a lot and successfully gained the deep trust of your apprentice Ye Wentian. Your social skills have been greatly improved..."
“…”
Very good, it's all about deep trust and no doubt at all.
It seems that my master is still very prestigious in the minds of these disciples!
Yang Fan smiled proudly.
"Okay, it's time to go back!"
Yang Fan clapped his hands briskly and said:
"The opportunity for the Supreme Lord to die is rare, so we can't waste it like this. You guys should go back to the central city of the Federation and bring all the warriors above the Emperor level to the Black Wind Valley."
"Yes, master!"
Ye Wentian and the five others bowed in response at the same time, and then left one after another through the air.
Just when Yang Fan was about to leave, Dahei suddenly bit the corner of his left trousers and looked at Yang Fan with a pair of watery dog eyes with a hint of longing.
"Master Dad, you seem to have forgotten something, right?"
Dahei warned cryptically.
Yang Fan was stunned. What happened? We have killed everyone who deserves to be killed and captured everyone who deserves to be captured. What else is there
"If you have something to say, just say it, no ink!"
Yang Fan kicked Dahei aside. This stupid dog's saliva soaked the corners of his pants. It was disgusting.
"The corpse, master daddy!" Dahei shouted: "The corpse of this supreme demon plant, if the master doesn't want it, can you reward it to me?"
The big dog had been looking forward to it for a long time, but Yang Fan had no intention of letting it devour the corpse of the demon plant, but it made it very anxious.
Yang Fan was stunned: "You eat plants too?!"
He had been feeding Dahei the flesh and blood of demon flesh corpses before, but he never thought of feeding the dog some tree roots and bark.
"Of course!" Dahei said with an arrogant look on his face: "I am of the bloodline of the Sky-Swallowing Beast, and there is nothing in this world that cannot be swallowed! What a waste to throw away such a fragrant Supreme Spiritual Plant?"
Yang Fan was speechless.
This foodie is really not picky about food, even the dead bark of these tree roots.
But don't mention it. Even the roots, branches and leaves of the supreme-level piranha contain a lot of spiritual power, which is indeed a good thing.
It's just that Yang Fan, the core of the most essence of the spiritual wood in this demon plant, has already collected it. Naturally, Yang Fan will not care about the remaining scraps, let alone eat them.
I am afraid that only Dahei, a bitch like him, will always be thinking about these dead branches and leaves, and want to swallow them all.
"Okay, if you like it, I'll give it all to you!"
Yang Fan waved his hand indifferently.
"Thank you, Master Daddy!"
Dahei cheered and thanked him, and then he impatiently transformed into his own form, opened his big mouth, and swallowed into his stomach the rhizome barrier that covered the entire black and white bear ancestor, as well as the more than 10,000-meter-high demon plant flower stems. , with a satisfied look on his face!
(End of chapter)