Chapter 475

Li Xiaofan lowered his eyebrows and eyes like an old monk. He was concentrating on recovering his accomplishments. He didn't have time to talk to her at all.

After a while, Luo Ziyan asked again.

"Hey, I'm talking to you. Why don't you kill me!"

A moment later, Li Xiaofan said faintly.

"You just need to understand that you are a trivial mole ant in my eyes. Life and death are between my thoughts."

Then he closed his eyes and ignored her.

Luo Ziyan clenched his silver teeth and hated in his heart.

Li taixuan, wait for me.

Shushan sword sect has a strong heritage. It has been inherited from Grandma Honghua thousands of years ago. The elders of the sect have understood Taoism for many years and have profound sword skills. You are waiting for crazy revenge!

Li Xiaofan is too lazy to pay attention to her ideas.

It's just a group of mole ants. If he really annoys Xuantian immortal Zun, he'll kill it with a sword.

But after the means that Li Xiaofan showed just now, everyone was far away from him, just like a mouse seeing a cat.

The atmosphere of the Blackwater basin is dead.

Only the wind rolled the sand and whined past.

But suddenly, Li Xiaofan opened his eyes, looked into the distance through the broken array, and frowned slightly.

Soon, I saw a figure and stumbled in. It was gong chongtian who had gone and returned.

At this time, Gong Chong Sirius was embarrassed, his face was black and blue, and his body was covered with scars from left to right, as if he had been scratched by some sharp weapon.

His eyes were filled with fear, as if something terrible had happened.

"Elder Gong, what happened? Why did you come back?"

Luo Qishan asked puzzled.

Gong chongtian tried to calm himself down, but his emphasis was still shaking.

"Yes... Yes... Those things are terrible..."

"What?"

Rocky mountain looked out in doubt.

Everyone turned and looked outside. Not far away, there was yellow sand all over the sky. It was faintly visible that a dark shadow was moving here quickly, just like a torrent of steel.

Where I passed, it was like death coming. The yellow sand was corroded into black and there was no grass.

Luo Ziyan's eyes stared at the dark shadow without blinking, and felt a crisis of death.

Soon, this torrent of steel carrying the smell of death came to the Heishui basin.

Suddenly, the Blackwater basin of nuota was filled with the smell of death, like a dark cloud covering the top, making it difficult for people to breathe.

Only then did people see the group clearly.

To be exact, this is not a person, but a group of monsters, with more than a dozen.

They are covered with black scales, red eyes, exposed tusks, horns on their heads, and fingernails like steel hooks. They can easily grasp and break steel. Their huge soles step on the ground, leaving a row of deep footprints and holding a huge war knife.

It turned out that Gong chongtian happened to meet these monsters after escaping.

He thought he could solve it easily, so he didn't take it seriously at all.

But it was not until we fought with each other that it became clear that things were not as simple as we thought.

These monsters have rough skin and thick flesh. The layer of armor on their body surface is invulnerable.

If there are only one or two ends, Gong chongtian can handle it.

But a dozen or so, he couldn't handle it at all.

Therefore, in a hurry, we can only recover the Heishui basin again.

Li Xiaofan stared at the monsters and took a look. Then he took back his eyes and knew it in his heart.

Since there are flowers of hell here, it's not surprising that these underground demons appear here.

In his previous life in the fairyland, Li Xiaofan tried in the purgatory secret place more than once and killed many underground demons.

Pure underground demons stay in the depths of hell for many years, absorb the cold evil Qi of the earth, devour the magma of hell and eat fierce ghosts raw.

Therefore, their physical bodies are extremely powerful. At the same time, they also practice all kinds of strange magic, which is similar to the double cultivation of martial arts.

In the same level, friars are by no means the opponent of hell demon clan, unless they hold high-level spirit tools and have extraordinary talents.

Otherwise, the friar would not dare to provoke the hell demon family.

After all, abnormal monks like Li Xiaofan are extremely rare.

In those years, when practicing in the secret realm in the depths of hell, Li Xiaofan even killed the great devil king, and countless devil sons and grandchildren died in his hands.

In comparison, the group in front of us is not a real hell demon family. There is only a trace of residual blood. It is complex and impure.

Moreover, the living environment is also different.

Pure hell demons live in hell all year round.

But these animals just live in the depths of the earth. They devour the cold and evil Qi all year round. They can't be compared with the pure hell demon family.

This is like a small fish living in a pond. Can it be comparable to a shark swimming in the sea and fighting the waves? The two are not at the same level at all. Therefore, Li Xiaofan just glanced at it, then closed his eyes and repeated what he had just said. "Whoever it is, the one who crosses the line dies!" after saying that, he thought about it and caught sulina every other space to avoid her injury. This group of infernal demons with impure lineage turned a deaf ear to Li Xiaofan's words and had already killed wantonly in the Heishui basin. In the Heishui basin, there was an endless stream of screams and sorrows, and the ground was strewn with corpses. Chen Feng was directly opened from beginning to end by a hell demon, and his intestines flowed all over the ground. It was terrible. Elantra's carving was torn to pieces. In particular, Elantra's head was caught and exploded, turned into a blood mist all over the sky, and the air was full of a pungent smell of blood. Two hell demons surrounded Rocky Mountain, and he couldn't take care of it at all. Poof! But in the blink of an eye, he was torn to pieces by a hell demon clan. The broken limbs and bones were thrown all over the ground. The scene was very bloody. Gong chongtian was besieged by four hell demons, or he was protected by his robe. Now he would have been torn to pieces. But even so, there are many injuries. After all, his accomplishments are still not enough. He can't give full play to the power of this medium-sized magic weapon. Magic tools are secondary, and personal cultivation is primary. Give a toddler a sharp sword. He can't hold it at all. Even if the sword is sharp, how can he kill. Gong chongtian's left and right branches were clumsy and difficult to support. Finally, he had to harden his head and retreat behind Li Xiaofan. At this time, he was already scarred all over and couldn't care about anything else. He quickly stretched out his hand to point several key acupoints on his body and stopped the blood first. The current Palace chongtian is not threatening to Li Xiaofan, so he is too lazy to talk to him. Now, there are only four people left in the Heishui basin. In addition to Li Xiaofan, there are sulina behind her, Luo Ziyan who is recovering from injury, and Gong chongtian. Li Xiaofan sat cross legged, calm and indifferent, just like an old monk in peace. A gust of wind blew and his skirt made a sound in the wind. Roar! The underground demons in the opposite group roared up to the sky, made a provocative scream, and stared at Li Xiaofan with red eyes. Their saliva dripping from their mouth, like a hungry wolf meeting a fat lamb.