"Looking for death!" Feng Fan just said the two words that were extremely cold, and then instantly opened a silver light shield spirit rune, and a layer of silver light suddenly appeared around his body.

Looking at the silver light shield around Feng Fan's body, a look of surprise appeared on the Golden Stone Valley Monk's face again. Because just now when he was defending against the Giant Horned Ice Beast, he found that Feng Fan had opened one of these spirit runes.

The defensive rune that the opponent opened now is exactly the same as the one he opened just now, regardless of its attributes or grade! This made the Golden Stone Valley monk surprised at the same time, and he couldn't help but think about it in his heart. It seems that the opponent really has a lot of treasures, and there are even two defensive runes of the same kind.

Stopping his reverie, the Goldstone Valley Monk manipulated the flying knife to frantically attack the silver light shield around Feng Fan's body. Feng Fan secretly smiled bitterly in his heart and cursed to himself at the same time, he was plotted when he was looking for the Golden Leaf Bone Grass in Yimang Mountain decades ago, but he didn't expect that after decades, he would still repeat the same mistake, which is really ridiculous. If he hadn't had the protection of the fourth-rank mid-level peak-level green-eyed toad demon beast's skin made of inner armor this time, I am afraid that he would definitely not have suffered only minor injuries.

Feeling the fluctuations of the True Yuan generated by the silver light shield around his body under the attack of the opponent's flying knife supreme magic weapon, Feng Fan knew that the opponent had used all his strength to attack his defensive shield, so his face turned cold.

Feng Fan's right hand moved slightly, and a small black banner flew out instantly. The small black banner swelled in the wind, and clouds of black gas surged out from the black giant flag, enveloping the surrounding area of dozens of zhang inside.

Feeling the black giant banner sacrificed by his opponent, the Golden Stone Valley monk's face changed slightly. He was an immortal cultivator, and he didn't know about the demon cultivator's anti-heaven magic weapon, the Demon Spirit Flag, and although he felt great danger, he didn't have that kind of fear of dying.

The Golden Stone Valley Monk quickly opened the wood-attribute mid-level defensive talisman he had used earlier, and then opened the True Yuan Imperial Shield inside the defensive shield.

Feng Fan waved the ghost spirit flag, and as the clouds of black qi dispersed, three humanoid puppets inhabited by the ghost spirit in the middle of the foundation building appeared in the sight of the monk of Jinshi Valley.

"This is ......" Monk Jinshi Gu couldn't help but snort, as if he was a little surprised by the three puppets that suddenly appeared in front of him. But then when he felt the aura of the mid-stage cultivation of the foundation within it, his face changed drastically.

The three demon spirits quickly surrounded the Golden Stone Valley monk in the middle, and although they held different supreme magic weapons in their hands, none of them launched any attacks on him.

In a panic, the Golden Stone Valley Monk desperately controlled the flying knife to attack the humanoid puppet, but the metal impact sound of the flying knife landing on the puppet's body made the Golden Stone Valley Monk completely desperate.

Feng Fan's heart moved, and the Mixed Spirit Devouring Yuan Bead flew out of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring. Feng Fan pointed at the Mixed Spirit Devouring Yuan Bead, and the Spirit Treasure flew towards the Jinshi Valley monk.

The Golden Stone Valley Monk was in despair when he suddenly saw a pale green bead flying in front of him, and then the True Yuan poured out. The defensive shield formed by the talisman around the Golden Stone Valley monk's body quickly dissipated, and the True Yuan Imperial Shield Technique also disappeared due to the loss of the True Yuan in his body.

After a short while, the Jinshi Valley monk sat weakly on the ground, and the flying knife also fell to the ground because he lost the control of the true yuan, and the sound made was as if it had struck a death knell.

Seeing that the true yuan of the monk of Jinshi Valley was drained, Feng Fan waved the ghost spirit flag, and all the ghost spirits were included in the magic flag. Feng Fan took the Ghost Spirit Banner and the Mixed Spirit Devouring Yuan Bead, and looked at the Jinshi Valley Monk with a gloomy expression.

"What ...... did you ...... use just now, can you tell me about it, so that ...... can understand it!" Monk Jinshi Gu gasped a few times, not knowing if it was because the True Yuan was about to run out, or because of panic, his voice was a little intermittent.

"That green bead just now is a spirit treasure of the Immortal Demon Realm, and that black giant flag is a ghost spirit flag!" Feng Fan didn't seem to be in a hurry to take the life of the Golden Stone Valley monk, and said jokingly.

"Ghost Spirit Flag, Spirit Treasure ......" Hearing these words, the Golden Stone Valley Monk's face became even more ugly, and he roared in horror.

Although the monks of Goldstone Valley were not familiar with the ghost spirit flag, they had heard of it. I know that the Demon Spirit Banner is a great evil thing refined by demon cultivators, and it is the most powerful level among the best magic weapons. If the number of ghost spirits refined into it is large enough, to some extent, its power is even more powerful than that of magic weapons.

And the spirit treasure of the Immortal Demon Realm is not an unfamiliar concept to all monks, but this kind of thing from the Immortal Demon Realm can actually appear on an opponent of the early cultivation of the foundation in the mortal cultivation realm, which makes the Jinshi Valley monk feel disillusioned.

Unexpectedly, the opponent he wanted to kill had so many sharp weapons, and knowing this, the Golden Stone Valley Monk would never dare to have any evil thoughts towards Feng Fan. At this time, the monk of Jinshi Valley regretted that he was really self-inflicted, he was blinded by greed, and finally lost his life in vain.

"For the sake of you and I being immortal cultivators, spare my life, I'll give you everything on my body!" Monk Jinshi Valley suddenly had a rush of survival in his heart, and his voice trembled slightly, and he pleaded urgently.

Feng Fan was silent, still staring at the Golden Stone Valley Monk with a cold expression.

"If you feel that it is difficult to eliminate the hatred in your heart, it is better to abolish the cultivation below. As long as you can save one life in the next place, you will repay the kindness of your fellow Daoists by being a slave for the rest of your life!" Seeing that his plea did not move his opponent in any way, the Golden Stone Valley monk immediately continued to plead bitterly.

"Hehe, you don't have a chance!" As soon as Feng Fan's words fell, his right hand was raised, and a Qinghong sword flew out rapidly, piercing through the body of the Golden Stone Valley monk.

The Golden Stone Valley Monk screamed several times, and as the Qinghong Sword flew back, a stream of blood arrows erupted from the Golden Stone Valley Monk's body. The Goldstone Valley monk fell heavily to the ground, twitching for a moment, and finally died of exhaustion.

A red ball of light flew out cautiously from the body of the Golden Stone Valley monk, and when it sensed Feng Fan's evil aura, the light cluster was about to escape.

With a move of Feng Fan's right hand, the soul bag quickly flew out of the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring, blocking the direction of the red light cluster escaping. The red light didn't even scream before it was sucked into the dementor bag.

Feng Fan put the soul bag into the Five Elements Xuanmeng Ring, and then received the Flying Knife Magic Weapon of the Golden Stone Valley Monk and the contents of the storage bag. With a flick of his left hand, Feng Fan burned the corpse of the Golden Stone Valley monk with the Flying Fire Technique.

Feng Fan carefully looked at everything around him, making sure that there were no flaws left and that there were no other monks around, so he left slowly.

Feng Fan had already obtained the souls of many monks and demon beasts, and he was injured, so he was ready to find a secluded place to recuperate until the end of the fight in Yimang Mountain.

As Feng Fan was slowly moving forward, there was a look of helplessness on his face, because he found that in an open field in front of him, the three monks were fighting fiercely.

Feng Fan looked carefully and saw a man and a woman joining forces to resist the attack of another prime-aged monk. Both men and women were at the early peak level of foundation building, while the monk in the prime of life was at the peak level of the middle stage of foundation building.

Feng Fan had already recognized that the pair of men and women were Duan Yunshang and Gu Shengfeng of his own sect, and from the clothing mark of the monk opposite them, he could know that it was a Thunder Sect monk.

Feng Fan secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, with the strength that he was now able to exert after being injured now, he was only able to exert the strength equivalent to that of an ordinary peak-level cultivator in the early stage of foundation building. Moreover, in front of the same door, Feng Fan can't use the treasures of the fairy and demon realm, the ghost spirit flag, and the ghost spirit flag. In this case, if you only rely on the strength of three early-stage peak-level monks to compete with one mid-stage peak-level monk, it seems that the odds of winning are not great.

"Senior brother, it's you!" As Feng Fan got closer and closer to the two, Duan Yunsheng had already recognized him, so he called out excitedly.

"Senior brother, you have come just in time, this Thunder Sect monk just met us and launched an attack on us without saying a word. When Gu Shengfeng saw Feng Fan, he immediately simply told the ins and outs of the matter.

"Boy, you came just in time, and you are not left alone, today my master will wipe out all three of you Feitian Sect pawns. "The Thunder Sect monk first found out that Feng Fan was a Flying Heaven Sect monk from his clothes, and his face was a little gloomy, but then when he sensed that Feng Fan was also a peak level monk in the early stage of foundation building, he couldn't help but say with a sinister smile.

After approaching Duan Yunshang and Gu Shengfeng, Feng Fan's mind moved, and a Xuanbing Realm spirit rune flew out. Feng Fan grabbed it with one hand and crushed the spirit rune in his hand, and a wall of ice immediately appeared in front of his body.

That's not all, Feng Fan's sleeves moved slightly, and the black shield flew out. Feng Fan's fingers flicked slightly, and the black shield shone brightly, suddenly soaring, blocking the front of the ice wall.

Feng Fan had a shield magic weapon on his body, but he didn't use it. After all, the cultivation during the foundation building period can only exert a part of the power of ordinary magic weapons, and Feng Fan was injured internally at this time, so the power of being able to exert magic weapons is even more insufficient, so it is better to use magic weapons directly. Although the magic weapon is less powerful, it consumes less true element.

Duan Yunshang and Gu Shengfeng respectively opened a layer of shields of different attributes formed by spirit runes around their bodies, and they had all become a little dim under the attack of the Thunder Sha Sect monks before, which was due to the large consumption of spirit rune true yuan.

The Thunder Sect monk only opened the True Yuan Imperial Shield around his body, after all, he was a high-level monk, and in the face of the attack of a low-level monk, he only needed to open the defensive shield made of the main True Element.

The Thunder Demon Sect monk had been attacking Duan Yunshang and Gu Shengfeng with two long swords and superb magic weapons before, and at this time, seeing Feng Fan quickly forming a defensive ice wall, a cruel smile appeared on his face.

The Thunder Cult monk's right hand moved slightly, and a small axe flew out of the storage bag. The Thunder Sect monk flicked his fingers at the little axe, and the small axe swelled wildly, and the light bloomed at the same time. With a flick of the Thunder Sect monk's sleeves, he rushed towards Feng Fan like a raging thunderbolt.