Invincible Bloodline

A young martial artist, who was wearing a purple robe and had a noble aura all over his body, was carefully moving forward!    

Young Master Zi Yun, Fang Zhiyun! There were twelve people in the Earth Spirit Rankings of the Purple Spirit Sect, and they were all Martial Master Early Period of Fourth Layer warriors. His Purple Cloud True Technique was almost at the Perfection. It wasn't that they didn't have the strength to fight an ordinary Seven Empyrean Martial Master. However, they still didn't dare to be vigilant in the Strange Devil's Forest.    

The Shadow Demons was mysterious and unpredictable. It wasn't a joke for it to come and go without a trace. Not long ago, he had almost fallen under the sneak attack of a four-tailed Shadow Demons. If he had not taken out the life-saving Sword Symbol that Master had given him at the last moment, he would have most likely died under the sharp claws of the Shadow Demons. The Blood Essence's brain had been completely devoured by the Shadow Demons!    

"It's you!"    

Fang Zhiyun! Two miles to the southwest, Yang Fann, who was wearing black clothes, had a flash of killing intent in his eyes. He immediately urged the Hidden Spirit Jade with all his strength to hide his aura. His body flashed and he carefully approached Fang Zhiyun.    

In just a few breaths' time, Yang Fann had already appeared thirty meters away from Fang Zhiyun.    

"En!!"    

Fang Zhiyun was very sensitive. When Yang Fann approached thirty meters away, as if he had discovered something unusual, he suddenly turned his head. Unfortunately, his vision was limited. The Spiritual Sense was suppressed by the mysterious force of the ninth layer, so he could not detect Yang Fann who was thirty meters away.    

"What a vigilant fellow. It's a pity that you will still die today!"    

"Rumble!"    

Suddenly, Yang Fann unleashed his power of the shell with all his strength, and his speed instantly soared to the limit. In less than half a breath's time, he had already crossed a distance of thirty meters and appeared in front of Fang Zhiyun. Then, he threw a punch at Fang Zhiyun's head.    

The force contained in this punch was as high as fifty million ding. It was as if a star had fallen and a ferocious beast was galloping. Wherever it passed. . . In all directions, large patches of Voids were blown into pieces. Endless air currents were exploding. It was going against the flow. . . .    

"Ah!!!"    

An ominous feeling of collapsing engulfed Fang Zhiyun's heart. In a split second, Fang Zhiyun forcefully lifted the Spiritual Energy in his body and threw a punch!!    

However, the difference between the two was too great. It was simply like the difference between clouds and mud. Even if he was prepared and struck out with the ultimate skill, there was almost no hope at all for him to withstand this fatal punch. Furthermore, in his haste, he had yet to unleash the full strength of a 8th layer!!    

In less than a breath's time!!    

"Puchi!" "Puchi!!" . . .    

Fang Zhiyun's low-grade treasure weapon level robe was the first to be shattered by the violent fist wind. Immediately following that, densely packed Fissured Traces appeared on his fair jade-like skin. Under that skin, numerous precious bones instantly formed spiderweb-like cracks that spread in all directions.    

The crisp and terrifying sound of bones cracking sounded like firecrackers.    

Every bone in Fang Zhiyun's entire body had been shattered, and his skin had also been torn apart, creating criss-cross cracks!!    

In the next moment. . .    

"Bang!" Bang!" Bang!" . . .    

His entire body was like an arrow that had left the bow as he was sent flying backwards. He crashed into dozens of towering ancient trees that were hugged by several people in succession before finally landing on the ground. His gaze was unfocused and his life force dissipated. It was obvious that he could not live anymore!!    

"Twenty-six!!" Yang Fann casually put away Fang Zhiyun's broken body into the Universe Bag and muttered. In less than a day, Yang Fann had gained a lot. Those who could enter the Demon Spirit Secret Realm were all the elite geniuses of the three great sects. Adding the profits from the Dead Swamp, each and every one of them had their value skyrocketing. Of the previous 25 people, the one with the lowest value was. . . Not less than 10,000 Spirit Stones, and among them were the best. Although he couldn't be compared with Young Giants like Ann Xieyun and Qi Hu, he could still be compared to Faang Qingyu and the others. He was not the slightest bit inferior. In fact, he was even better than them. The combined value of 25 people had almost caused Yang Fann's net worth to increase by another level.    

The first level did not sound like a lot, but one must not forget that the current Yang Fann was no longer the same as before. After taking the Ann Xieyuns from Ann Xieyun, Qi Hu, and the others, Yang Fann's net worth had now exceeded 10 million Low Grade Spiritual Stones. It was enough to shock the First Peak Chief.    

Of course, this didn't include the peak intermediate Profound Artifact that he got by luck - the black long blade. Otherwise, that level would be too scary!    

Picking up Fang Zhiyun's Universe Bag, Yang Fann's terrifying spiritual force that was not weaker than a Marquess swept out. In an instant, it destroyed Fang Zhiyun's Spiritual Brand and counted his harvest.    

Fang Zhiyun's luck was not bad. Not only did he collect hundreds of hundred-year-old spiritual herbs, but he also collected several hundred stalks of hundred-year-old spiritual herbs. He even picked up three thousand-year-old spiritual medicines and a thousand-year-old Fiery Sun Grass. It was one of the main ingredients to concoct the top quality pill - the Nine Sun Ardent Yang Pill. This was the Holy Herb in the heart of countless fire element martial artist. One Holy Herb was equivalent to half of their sixty year cycle of cultivation. A thousand-year-old white lotus was the main ingredient of a supreme-grade healing treasure pill, the Sacred Lotus Pill. As long as it was one pill, it would be able to heal them even if they were on the verge of death. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that there was a Sacred Lotus Pill. The last thousand year spiritual medicine was a Wood Spirit Fruit. Consuming it would allow one to attain the acquired wood spirit body and cultivate the wood attribute martial skill in the future. It would double the effort and half the effort!!    

These three thousand year old spiritual medicines could be said to be worth less than ten thousand Spirit Stones. In addition to the other treasures in the other Universe Bags, the total value of these 10000 Spirit Stoness would not be much less than ten 10000 Spirit Stoness. But now, all of this was given to Yang Fann.    

Satisfied with the result, Yang Fann put away the Yang Fanns. He moved his body and once again moved through the Strange Devil's Forest, searching for one target after another to hunt.    

Although the Strange Devil's Forest was filled with a mysterious force that could suppress the Spiritual Sense, all martial artist warriors were still within it. However, Yang Fann's mental energy was just too terrifying. It was almost comparable to Patriarch Wu Hou, even if he was suppressed by more than nine layers. Within the Strange Devil's Forest. . . He was like a fish in water, and with the Hidden Spirit Jade concealing his aura, he was like a fish in water. It was like the God of Death from the Nether Hell, a disciple of the three major sects. He was really unlucky. Every day. . . A large number of geniuses would fall at Yang Fann's hands.    

. . .    

"Boom!!!"    

Once again, he had turned a swordsman from the Iron Sword Sect into a meat patty. Yang Fann had the thought of leaving the Strange Devil's Forest. The thought of going to the Thousand Demon Mountain Range had been stuck in the Strange Devil's Forest for five days. In the first two days, he could kill twenty or so disciples of the three major sects every day. However, in the next two days, he didn't kill as many disciples as he did in the first two days. Especially today, half a day had passed. Including this swordsman from the Iron Sword Sect, he had only killed three people. If he continued to stay in the Strange Devil's Forest, he was afraid that he would not gain anything!    

After all, there were only a limited number of martial artist warriors in the Demon Spirit Secret Realm. Including the Seven Stars Sect, Including those who had died in Dead Swamp, there were only 720 of them. It was already considered their limit to have 500 of them successfully enter the Strange Devil's Forest. In the past few days, he had hunted and killed the disciples of the three major sects. Although there weren't a hundred of them, there were nearly seventy of them. This was a very impressive number. If he added Ann Xieyun, Qi Hu, and the others he had killed in Dead Swamp. . . The number of geniuses from the three sects that had fallen to his hands had reached 75.    

It wasn't that he didn't know, but it gave him a scare. One should know that there were only 72 people with a single Earth Board. If this was spread out, Yang Fann would definitely be hunted down by the three great sects. He would even send Patriarch Wu Hou out. These people weren't ordinary disciples, they were all top geniuses with intermediate rank 8 bloodline at the very least!    

. . .    

There were forty-two people with Earth Spirit Rankings in Liu Qin's Purple Spirit Sect, and they were all rank 8 High Grade bloodline experts. He had broken through to the first level of the Martial Master, and among the 720 geniuses of the four sects, His appearance was similar to Liu Qin's, and he could barely be considered one of the best. However, his luck was quite good, and it could even be said that it was a little heaven defying. The transportation array made a mistake, and he was teleported into the Demon Spirit Secret Realm by himself. He fell from the sky and smashed a Lower Rank General to death. After harvesting a large amount of spiritual herbs, he encountered two Beast Generals fighting for a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine. Both sides suffered heavy losses. In the end, he let them sit back and reap the benefits. Although he would encounter danger on the way, he would always be able to turn bad luck into good luck every time. In those idle novels, it would be like a pig's leg!!    

After killing the double-tailed Shadow Demons that sneaked up on him, Liu Qin's gaze was immediately attracted by an ancient tree not far in front of him that was hugged by several people. It was a large tree that was nearly 30 meters tall. Its leaves were like cattail fans, and there were strange fruits on it that looked like apples, but they were black in color.    

"This. . . This. . . This is good. . . It seems to be ink! Blackberry Fruit?" Unknowingly, Liu Qin's breathing started to quicken. His eyes were filled with a blazing light, and even his heartbeat sped up, as though it was about to jump out of his chest at any moment.    

"I. . . I didn't see wrongly. It really. . . It really is Mo. . . . Blackberry Fruit. . . "    

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