C155 Blackberry fruit

In the middle of the strange demonic forest.

A young Warrior dressed in a purple gown, emitting a noble aura from head to toe, just like a royal Sun Aristocrat, was carefully walking forward!

The young master of Zi Yun, Fang Zhi Yun, had twelve people on the Earth Spirit Rankings for Violet Spirit Sect and an early stage fourth stage Martial Master. His Purple Cloud True Art was almost complete and he could fight against the average Seven Empyrean Martial Master s.

His movements were secretive, and the Shadow Demons that came and went without a trace was not a joke. Not long ago, he was almost ambushed by a four-tailed Shadow Demons, if he did not take out a life saving Sword Symbol that he received from the Master at the last moment, he would have already died under its claws, and all his blood and brain matter would have been devoured by the Shadow Demons!

"It's you!"

Two kilometers to the southwest of Fang Zhi Yun, a murderous intent flashed in the eyes of Yang Fan, who was dressed in black. He immediately used all of his strength to activate the hidden spirit jade to conceal his aura.

In a few breaths, Yang Fan had already appeared 300 feet away from Fang Zhi Yun.

"En!"

Fang Zhi Yun was extremely sensitive. When Yang Fan had just reached a hundred and fifty meters away from him, he seemed to have discovered something strange and turned his head abruptly. It was a pity that his line of sight was limited, as the Spiritual Sense was suppressed by this mysterious power by nine levels, he was completely unable to detect Yang Fan who was more than thirty meters away.

"What a vigilant fellow, it's a pity that you will still die today!"

"Rumble!"

Abruptly, Yang Fan unleashed his Strength Of Body with all his strength. His speed rose to the limit, and before half a breath of time, he had already crossed over a hundred feet, appearing right in front of Fang Zhi Yun, and threw out a punch right in front of him.

This punch contained fifty million ding of power as if stars were falling and ferocious beasts were galloping. Wherever it passed by, large areas of space would be shattered into pieces. An endless amount of air was exploding as the punch went against the flow …

Ah!

An ominous omen of earth collapsing swept through Fang Zhi Yun's heart. In the time it took for a spark to fly, Fang Zhi Yun forcefully lifted the Spiritual Strength in his body and punched out!

Even if it was prepared well, once it unleashed Euthanasia, it would have no hope of winning against the ultimate attack, not to mention that under such a rush, he was not even able to use the full might of his body, let alone the eighth layer!

In less than a breath!

"Puchi!", "Puchi!", "Puchi!" …

The low rank Treasure level robe on Fang Zhi Yun's body was the first to be shaken to smithereens by the violent winds created by the fist. Immediately after, dense Fissured Trace s appeared on his white jade-like skin. Beneath his skin, cracks began to spread out like a spider web from the precious bones.

The crisp and terrifying sound of bone cracking resounded like a firecracker.

Every bone in Fang Zhi Yun's body was broken, and his skin was riddled with holes!

In the next moment …

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"...

His entire body was like an arrow that had left the bow as he flew backwards, crashing into dozens of towering ancient trees in succession before he finally fell to the ground. His vision was glazed and his life force dissipated; he was obviously not going to survive!

"Twenty-six!" Yang Fan casually put away Fang Zhi Yun's broken body inside the Universe Bag and mumbled to himself. In less than a day, Yang Fan had gained a lot, and those who could enter the Demon Spirit Secret Realm were all the elite geniuses of the three great Sect, plus the harvest from the Death Swamp, all of them had their prices skyrocketed. The previous twenty-five people who came with the lowest prices had their prices at least ten thousand spirit stones, and among them, the best were not able to compare with Young Giants like An Xieyun and Qi Hu.

One floor might not sound like a lot, but don't forget, the current Yang Fan was not like how he was before. After taking in the Universe Bag s of An Xieyun, Qi Hu and the others, Yang Fan's current worth was far more than ten million.

Of course, this did not include the black long blade, the top-grade middle rank Xuan Artifact that he got by luck. Otherwise, that level would be too scary!

Taking Fang Zhi Yun's Universe Bag, Yang Fan's terrifying mental strength that was not the slightest bit weaker than that of any of the heavy Martial Marquis s swept out, instantly destroying Fang Zhi Yun's Spiritual Imprint and counting all his gains.

Fang Zhi Yun's luck was pretty good. Not only had he collected hundreds of hundred-year spirit herbs, but he had also harvested three thousand-year spiritual herbs, one of the main ingredients to refine a top-grade Bao Dan, the Nine Suns Scorching Sun Pill. This was one of the main ingredients to refine the Nine Suns Scorching Sun Pill, the heart of countless fire attribute Warrior.

These three thousand year old Spirit Medicines could be said to be each worth less than ten thousand Spirit Stones. Adding the other treasures of the other Universe Bag s, even if their total value was not more than ten, they would still not be much weaker. However, all of these things were to Yang Fan's advantage now.

Satisfied with the progress of the Universe Bag, Yang Fan's figure moved. Once again, he traversed through the strange demonic forest, looking for targets to hunt one after another.

Although the mysterious power that filled the Strange Demon Forest had the effect of suppressing the Spiritual Sense, and all the Warrior s were inside, the Spiritual Sense had to be suppressed by more than nine levels. Unfortunately, Yang Fan's mental strength was just too terrifying, and could almost be compared to the Ancestor Martial Marquis s, even if he was suppressed by nine levels, he could still envelop an area of two kilometers. In this Strange Demon Forest, it was simply like a fish in water, and with the Hidden Spirit Jade concealing his aura, he was just like a god of death from Nether Hell.

Boom!

Yang Fan had the thought of leaving the Strange Demon Forest and heading towards the Thousand Demon Mountain Range. He had already stayed in the Strange Demon Forest for five days, and during the first two days, he had been able to kill twenty or so disciples of the three sects everyday, but in the next two days, he didn't kill as many as he did the day before, especially today, after more than half a day had passed. Including the Iron Sword Sect swordsman, he only killed three people, so staying in the Strange Demon Forest might not yield too much of a harvest!

Adding them to the loss in the Death Swamp, there were five hundred people who could smoothly enter the Strange Demon Forest. This was already their limit, and in the past few days, he had hunted three sects' disciples, and although they did not reach a hundred, there were still close to seventy people. This was already a very impressive number, if you added An Xieyun, Qi Hu and the others who were killed in the Death Swamp, the three sects' geniuses who had died at his hands were already seventy-five years old.

It had to be known that an Earth Board only had seventy-two people. If this news were to spread, Yang Fan would definitely be chased and killed by the three great Sect, and even the Ancestor Martial Marquis would be mobilized. These people were not ordinary disciples, but the worst was a top genius with a mid-grade eighth-grade bloodline!

Amongst the seven hundred and twenty geniuses, his appearance was average, and could barely be considered above average. However, his luck was rather good, and could even be said to be somewhat heaven defying, the teleportation circle had made a mistake, and he was teleported into the Demon Spirit Secret Realm alone, falling from the sky, directly killing a Lower Rank General and harvesting a large amount of spirit grass. Then, he met two other Orc s that fought over a thousand year old spirit grass, and ended up suffering both injuries.

After slaying the two tailed Shadow Demons that had ambushed him with a single sword strike, Liu Qin's gaze was instantly attracted by an ancient tree not too far away that was hugged by several people. It was a huge tree that was nearly thirty meters tall, and its leaves were like a fan.

"This... This... This is good … It seems to be Mo … Blackberry Fruit? " Unknowingly, Liu Qin's breathing started to quicken and his eyes were filled with blazing Heat Light. Even his heartbeat rapidly accelerated, as if it would jump out from his chest at any moment.

"I …" I didn't see wrong, really … It really is Mo … Blackberry Fruit... "