Yang Fan didn't care whether the little bird believed it or not, he directly activated the blood-colored soul origin belonging to the roc in the sea of consciousness, raised his hand and hooked his fingers at it.
"Come on, dear grandson, come here and give me a kiss!"
Then, Peng Sanjiang's body actually walked up to Yang Fan involuntarily, bent his knees, knelt down in front of Yang Fan with a plop, and started to kowtow, a bit like a king-level monster. Dignity no longer exists.
"Okay, now take off the inner armor on your body and remove the mental brand on it!"
Yang Fan was not polite and went straight to the point.
Peng Sanjiang was extremely resistant in his heart, but his consciousness and body movements did not have the slightest strength left to resist, and his hands unconsciously began to reach out for the rune armor on his body. After a while, Baojia took off his body, Peng Sanjiang put on an expression like a dead father, and handed Baojia to Yang Fan with both hands.
"Master, please take a look."
When handing over the Divine Weapon Armor, Peng Sanjiang originally planned to hold it back and wanted to trick Yang Fan again at the last moment.
As a result, when he handed the treasure armor to Yang Fan, he did not listen at all and directly reminded him softly: "Master, be careful, this treasure armor contains a soul mark left by my father. For The purpose is to prevent someone from coveting the benefits of the divine weapon and seizing the treasure by force."
Yang Fan glanced at Peng Sanjiang, nodded slightly, took the treasure armor in one hand, and looked up and down.
"Not bad, not bad! It is indeed a good treasure!"
"This inner armor suits me very well! It's almost tailor-made for me!"
Yang Fan soon burst into laughter, and without saying a word, he directly stretched out a ray of spiritual power and penetrated into the inner armor.
At this time, the divine light of the rune core of the inner armor flashed, instantly swallowing up and dissipating all the spiritual power that Yang Fan had penetrated into it. Then, a divine soul imprint that was more powerful than his spiritual power suddenly erupted, heading straight towards Yang Fan's spiritual consciousness. The sea is coming.
"You were attacked by the soul of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli. The sea of consciousness was shaken and the consciousness was blurred. The immortal will independently defended and counterattacked. Mental power +200, spiritual will +1000."
"Your Divine Soul Consciousness Sea was invaded by the Divine Soul of Peak Demon Emperor Peng Wanli. Part of the Divine Soul Origin of Peak Demon Emperor Peng Wanli invaded your Divine Soul Consciousness Sea and wreaked havoc. Your Divine Soul Origin was slightly injured. Mental power +100, spiritual will +100, soul strength +300."
Yang Fan's mental consciousness was shaking, and his spirit and will were in a trance.
But soon, because of the existence of the immortal will and Yang Fan's powerful soul origin and soul strength, Yang Fan's will did not collapse and his soul was destroyed as soon as he was invaded by the soul.
As a professional soul refining pill, Yang Fan has extremely strong defense and endurance against attacks from such divine soul power.
After reacting, Yang Fan immediately released the soul chain, trapping the emperor-level soul that rashly broke into his sea of spiritual consciousness in his demon refining pot.
"Soul Refining Technique?!"
"Are you actually a soul refiner?!"
The emperor-level soul that had been silent until now suddenly became speechless in shock. It was obvious that it had not expected that what it encountered would be a human soul refiner.
Does this count as a sheep entering a tiger's mouth, and also actively throwing himself into his arms
Yang Fan didn't bother to talk nonsense with it, and directly used the soul refining technique to completely refine the soul of the peak demon emperor.
"You used the soul refining technique on part of the soul of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli. The soul refining was successful. The soul of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli was successfully refined. The emperor-level ninth-grade soul refining elixir +1, spiritual power +20 , Skill proficiency +10.”
"You used the soul refining technique on part of the soul of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli. The soul refining was successful. The soul of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli was successfully refined. The emperor-level eighth-grade soul refining golden elixir +5, spiritual power +20 , Skill proficiency +10.”
The origin of the beast soul, which is worthy of being the pinnacle of the emperor level. It is only a few pieces separated, which is not even one percent of the demon emperor's true body. It has already contributed six emperor level soul refining golden elixirs to Yang Fan, among which There is even a ninth-grade soul-refining elixir, the highest among the emperor-level ones.
Glancing at the six clear and golden Soul Refining Pills floating quietly in the Demon Refining Pot, Yang Fan couldn't help but smacked his lips twice.
The spiritual soul of the peak demon emperor is indeed ridiculously powerful. Just such a small amount of original power is actually several times the soul of Gui Sishou's eighth-level demon emperor.
It is hard to imagine how many super-quality emperor-level soul-refining elixirs Yang Fan could refine out if he could obtain a complete portion of the spiritual soul of the peak demon emperor.
With a wave of his hand, Yang Fan put the Imperial Soul Refining Elixir into the storage space. With a thought, Yang Fan's consciousness quickly returned to his original form.
Without the interference of the imperial soul mark, Yang Fan successfully refined the inner armor in less than three seconds. With a thought, the inner armor automatically attached to the surface of his skin and turned into an extremely ordinary thing. White vest, not too bright.
Unlike the magic armor worn on the outside, this kind of inner armor is hidden deep inside. Unless the owner encounters a fatal crisis, it will keep its shine and will not be noticed by outsiders.
"Eh? How could it be so fast? This is unscientific!"
Seeing that the inner armor in Yang Fan's hand had automatically attached itself to Yang Fan's body, Peng Sanjiang, who had been expecting Yang Fan to be injured by his father's soul mark, immediately opened his eyes with disbelief.
"Where is my father's soul mark? That is the soul mark that the peak demon emperor personally arranged and engraved. How could it be wiped out by this human race so quickly?"
"This is impossible! This human race is not even at the king level. Even if he temporarily has the power of a king with the help of the power of the talisman, he is now facing an attack from the soul of the peak emperor level. How can he withstand it?! "
Peng Sanjiang felt like he was going crazy.
Why do so many common sense things not apply to the human doctor in front of me
Until now, Peng Sanjiang has not figured out how Yang Fan avoided the attack and detection of his former conscious clone.
And why the emperor-level will barrier distributed in its sea of consciousness and around its body is also ineffective against Yang Fan.
And now, not even the soul mark of the peak demon emperor could cause any harm to him, but he was easily wiped out in a matter of minutes!
How did this guy do it? Is he the nemesis sent by God to specifically target Peng Sanjiang
Peng Sanjiang collapsed and wanted to die.
Before this, it had never thought that one day, it would become a pet beast and puppet in the hands of the human race.
The damn soul's detention not only forces it to kowtow to the damn human race in front of it and suffer humiliation, but it even prevents it from even thinking about self-destruction and suicide. It's so frustrating!
Yang Fan reached out and touched the tight-fitting vest he was wearing inside, his expression was extremely comfortable and his mood was very beautiful.
This is what safety feels like.
This trip was not in vain, just wearing this magic weapon vest was already a worthwhile trip.
Yang Fan lowered his head and glanced at Peng Sanjiang, who was still lying on the ground without getting up, and asked softly: "Tell me, how many humans have you eaten in these years?"
Yang Fan didn't ask it if it had ever eaten human beings, but directly asked how many times it had eaten.
Because Peng Sanjiang was imprisoned in the soul source of Yang Fan's sea of consciousness, Yang Fan had already felt countless resentments of the human race, and also sensed more than one scene of Peng Sanjiang devouring human flesh and blood.
In order to eat freshly, many of them were chewed alive, causing blood to flow out.
"In reply to Master, I can't remember exactly, but it should be no less than 10,000 people."
Peng Sanjiang trembled, but he still replied obediently:
"Since I entered the level of demon general in my practice, almost every day, my clansmen will send me three human blood food with strong blood for me to enjoy."
"It is precisely because I devoured so much human blood that I was able to directly upgrade my cultivation level to the seventh-level Demon King realm in just thirteen years. I am only one step away from the Beast King."
Ten thousand people? !
Yang Fan's heart trembled.
He had known that the number of humans that Peng Sanjiang had devoured would not be a small number. Originally, he thought that hundreds or even thousands would be the limit.
However, he still far underestimated the cruelty of these monsters, and he never expected that just one monster in Peng Sanjiang could devour as many as 10,000 humans!
No no no!
According to what Peng Sanjiang said, it has been using human flesh and blood as medicine to improve its cultivation for thirteen consecutive years. If three human beings are calculated every day, there will be at least 14,200 people in thirteen years!
What the hell!
They are simply beasts!
Yang Fan's fists were clenched, his eyes were instantly bloodshot and red, the blood in his body was boiling and burning, and the murderous intention in his chest could no longer be suppressed and soared into the sky.
"You really, damn it!!"
Snapped!
Yang Fan directly crushed the drop of the soul source that stayed in his sea of consciousness. He didn't want such garbage to stay in his sea of consciousness for a moment.
Just the thought of more than 14,200 human race compatriots, all killed in the mouth and belly of this roc, Yang Fan's heart felt like exploding pain.
He wants to kill this big bird!
Now!
immediately!
Can't stop for a moment!
Not only must it be killed, but its body must also be cut into thousands of pieces, its head made into a specimen, and sent back to Fengming Mountain where the Kunpeng clan is located, in order to commemorate those who were eaten alive by it and died tragically in its mouth. Our fellow human beings!
Even if this would lead to strong revenge from the Kunpeng clan, Yang Fan would not hesitate. Otherwise, this would definitely become a worry in his heart, and he would never be able to sleep peacefully again in the future.
"Not just this Kunpeng, but all the monsters in the world deserve to die!"
Yang Fan was deeply stimulated. In front of his eyes were those human compatriots who kept struggling and screaming in the beast's mouth, but in the end could not escape the fate of being eaten alive by the monster. The murderous intention in his heart was cold and awe-inspiring, and he was once again firmly affirmed. He has the determination and ideal to exterminate all demon clans in the world.
(End of chapter)