As a demon cultivator, it makes sense to be cruel!

Wu Shuiwang and the others looked at Fang Han, who was walking toward them with a kind smile, and the four Qi-Refining Perfection Ghosts following him, their eyes filled with fear.

"Four junior brothers, go on your way with peace of mind!"

"Let senior brother keep your storage bags for you, Jie Jie Jie!"

Fang Han raised the corners of his mouth, looked at the four Qiao Tianlang people who looked frightened towards him, and smiled.

As Fang Han finished speaking, the four people at his feet closed their eyes and took their last breath.

Fang Han took the seven storage bags and eight magical artifacts into his hands with one hand.

"In addition to Jade Dragon Ginseng, I didn't expect that there are two third-level spiritual grasses and nineteen second-level spiritual grasses. It seems that these people have gained a lot these days!"

Fang Han put his consciousness into the storage bag, and he suddenly found more than ten precious spiritual grasses lying quietly in the jade box, and then Fang Han showed a satisfied smile.

After putting the valuable items in the storage bag into his own storage bag, Fang Han immediately threw the seven people's storage bags back to the bodies.

Summoning the soul-eating banner, he collected all the ghosts of the seven people into the banner, and then Fang Han condensed two fireballs on his fingertips, turning all the seven corpses into ashes.

"It is now the sixth day after entering the Qixia Secret Realm. The monks from the four sects who have entered should have started exploring towards the center of the secret realm."

"I have to hurry up and go to the center of Qixia Secret Realm!"

Fang Han looked at the dense forest in front of him, murmured in his mouth, and then disappeared in a flash.

Tens of breaths after Fang Han left, several figures came to the bodies of the seven people who had just been reduced to ashes.

"Senior Brother Yu, look, this is the robe of my Qianji Sect disciple!"

I saw a disciple from the [-]th level of Qi Refining coming, pointing at the remains of the Qianji Sect disciple's robe that had not been burned up by the fireball spell and speaking.

"Well, I saw it. There are still traces of the magic aura of Yin Mo Sect disciples here. It seems that it was done by someone from Yin Mo Sect."

Known as Senior Brother Yu, he looked at the ashes of the four Yin Demon Sect members and fell into thought.

"Don't waste time, go to the Qixia Secret Realm Center first, don't forget the elders' instructions, it's important to explore the ancient sect ruins!"

Senior Brother Yu's eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice to several people beside him.

"Obey, senior brother!"

In this way, several people performed their movements, and several of them disappeared here.

The people who came just now were disciples of the Thousand Machine Sect, and the leader, who was called Senior Brother Yu, was the senior brother of the Thousand Machine Sect, Yu Wenchen.

Fang Han's figure shuttled back and forth in the forest like a ghost. On the way, his consciousness continued to sweep around, and whenever he found valuable spiritual herbs, he would pick them.

"Six days have passed, and I have picked five third-level spiritual grasses and seventeen second-level spiritual grasses along the way. As expected, the closer to the Qixia Secret Realm, the denser the spiritual grasses are."

"However, what followed was the guardian spirit grass monster, which became increasingly difficult to deal with."

Fang Han jumped to the foot of the mountain, and searched around with his spiritual consciousness. After finding that it was safe, he sat down cross-legged and planned to rest here.

"Meet the master!"

With a thought, the four ruby ​​jade ghosts flew out from the soul-eating flag. With a surge of Yin Qi, the four ruby ​​jade ghosts condensed their ghost bodies and knelt down on one knee, cupping their fists and saluting the opponent Han.

"Hongyu, you guys need to recover here first!"

Fang Han looked at the four ruby ​​ghosts who were slightly embarrassed in front of him. Even one of Liu Mei's arms was missing. Fang Han couldn't help but frown.

"You need to devour these ghosts first to recover from their injuries!"

Dozens more ghostly winds flashed past, and more than a dozen monks' ghosts and thirty various monster beasts' ghosts appeared around Fang Han.

In front of him, dozens of ghosts were the trophies of Fang Han's killings in the past six days.

As soon as Fang Han finished speaking, the four ghosts Hong Yu, Zhang Qingxue, Liao Yiyi, and Liu Mei rushed towards these ghosts with dull faces and began to devour them crazily.

After this period of killing, Fang Han planned to open a temporary cave here to rest for a few days.

I saw Fang Han patting the storage bag on his waist. Seven or eight medium-grade magic weapons turned into rays of light and flew out from it. Fang Han's fingertips moved.

These seven or eight medium-grade magical weapons flew towards the mountain wall behind Fang Han at high speed.

"Clang clang clang!"

After burning a stick of incense, Fang Han easily opened up a simple cave with three rooms and one living room using a magic weapon.

Putting away the magic weapon, Fang Han glanced at the four ruby ​​ghosts who had finished devouring the ghosts and had begun to heal and recover. As soon as the soul-eating flag was moved, the four ruby ​​ghosts were taken back into the soul-eating flag.

Entering the cave, Fang Han pushed his palm through the air, blocked the entrance of the cave with stones, took out the Five Elements Formation of Rebellion, and planted the formation flag in the corner of the cave.

After a flash of white light, Fang Han walked towards a stone room. Entering the stone room, Fang Han took out a futon from his storage bag and placed it in the center of the stone room. Then he sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and started to run the technique. .

After three hours of cross-legged recovery, Fang Han had completely wiped away the exhaustion of the six days of driving and killing.

"Xianzi Chen, I see no one is around here, otherwise we will be here..."

"Hate it, you bastard!"

"Okay, I will obey you this time, but you will have to show mercy to my family later!"

Fang Han, who was in the cave, suddenly heard the sound of a man and a woman talking from outside the cave.

"I am so impatient that I dare to come to our Handong Mansion and do such a perfunctory thing!"

The corners of Fang Han's mouth raised, revealing a sinister smile.

Outside the cave, a disciple of the eleventh level of Qi Refining, dressed in the Shendan Sect, was staring fieryly in front of him, at a young girl wearing a pink corset riding outfit, with a face as delicate as a snack.

The girl looked at the disciples of the Shendan Sect in front of her with a trace of disdain in her eyes.

I saw a flash of pink in the girl's eyes. After the Shendan Sect disciple's eyes met the flash of pink in the girl's eyes, his face immediately became dull.

"I've been hit by my aunt's Hehuan Sect's charm. Even if you are at the thirteenth level of Qi Refining, you can't escape."

The girl saw that the face of the disciple of Shendan Sect became dull, and the beautiful face suddenly became extremely cold.

After being possessed by the enchantment spell, the disciples of the Shenshi Sect began to take off their robes, then picked up a piece of wood on the ground and kissed it crazily, while they kept shouting:

"Chen Qingwan, you slut, I'm going to play with you a lot today!"

After the girl on the side heard the dirty words spoken by the disciples of the Shendan Sect, her expression instantly turned dark.

"Hmph, letting you die in the gentle land is really a big deal for you!"

The girl sat cross-legged in front of the disciples of the Shendan Sect and muttered something.

Suddenly, a white gas invisible to the naked eye floated out of the Shendan Sect disciple's forehead.

I saw that the girl opened her thin lips and sucked the white gas that floated out from the forehead of the Shendan Sect disciple into her mouth.

As the girl continued to absorb, the skin of the disciples of Shendan Sect gradually became dry. However, the disciples of Shendan Sect were not aware of this at all. They were still holding the tree stump crazily and doing indescribable things, and they were still spitting out words. Dirty words.