Chapter 732 All Monsters in This World Deserve to Die!

Yang Fan didn't care whether this little bird believed it or not, he directly activated the blood-colored soul source that belonged to the roc in the sea of ​​consciousness, and raised his hand to hook his fingers at it.

"Come on, dear grandson, come here and give me a knock!"

Afterwards, Peng Sanjiang's body actually walked up to Yang Fan involuntarily, bent his knees, knelt down in front of Yang Fan with a plop, and began to kowtow with a thud, a bit like a king-level monster. Dignity no longer exists.

"Okay, now take off the inner armor on your body and remove the spiritual brand on it!"

Yang Fan was not polite, and went straight to the point.

Peng Sanjiang was extremely resistant in his heart, but his consciousness and body movements did not have the slightest strength to resist, and his hands unconsciously began to lean out of the rune armor on his body. After a while, the treasure armor was unloaded, and Peng Sanjiang put on the expression of a dead father, and handed the treasure armor to Yang Fan with both hands.

"Master, please take a look."

When handing over the magic armor, Peng Sanjiang originally planned to hold back, wanting to give Yang Fan a hard time at the last moment.

As a result, when he handed the treasure armor to Yang Fan's hands, his mouth didn't listen at all, and he just opened his mouth and reminded softly: "Master, be careful, there is a spirit imprint left by my father in this treasure armor. The only thing is to prevent someone from coveting the benefits of the magic weapon and forcibly taking the treasure."

Yang Fan glanced at Peng Sanjiang, nodded slightly, took the armor with one hand, and looked up and down.

"Not bad, not bad! It is indeed a good treasure!"

"This inner armor suits me perfectly! It's just tailor-made for me!"

Yang Fan quickly laughed out loud, without further ado, a ray of mental power penetrated directly into the inner armor.

At this time, the divine light of the inner armor's rune core flashed, instantly devouring and dissipating all the spiritual power that Yang Fan had penetrated into it, and then, a spirit imprint that was stronger than his spiritual power suddenly erupted, and went straight to Yang Fan's spiritual consciousness. The sea is coming.

"You are attacked by the soul of Peng Wanli, the peak demon emperor, your sea of ​​consciousness is shaken, your consciousness is blurred, and your immortal will defends and counterattacks on your own, your mental power +200, and your spiritual will +1000."

"Your soul and consciousness sea was invaded by the soul of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli, and part of the soul source of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli invaded your soul and consciousness sea, wreaking havoc, your soul source was slightly injured, and your mental power +100,

Spiritual will +100, spirit strength +300. "

Yang Fan's sea of ​​spiritual consciousness was shaking, and his mental will was in a trance for a while.

But soon, because of the existence of immortal will, as well as Yang Fan's already strong soul origin and strength, Yang Fan's will did not collapse and his soul was destroyed the first time he was invaded by the soul.

As a professional soul refining elixir, Yang Fan has extremely strong defense and endurance against such attacks of spiritual power.

After reacting, Yang Fan immediately released the soul chains, and imprisoned the emperor-level soul that broke into his sea of ​​spiritual consciousness in his demon refining pot.

"Soul refining?!"

"You turned out to be a soul refiner?!"

The emperor-level soul, which had not spoken all this time, suddenly became speechless in shock. Obviously, it did not expect that what it encountered would be a human soul refiner.

Is this really considered a sheep in the mouth of a tiger, and also take the initiative to throw himself into the arms?

Yang Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense with it, and directly performed the soul refining technique to completely refine the soul source of this peak demon emperor.

"You performed the soul refining technique on part of the soul source of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli. The soul refining was successful. The soul source of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli was successfully refined. The emperor-level ninth-grade soul refining golden pill +1, mental power +20 , skill proficiency +10."

"You performed the soul refining technique on part of the soul source of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli. The soul refining was successful. The soul source of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli was successfully refined. The emperor-level eighth-grade soul refining golden pill +5, spiritual power +20 , skill proficiency +10."

It is worthy of being the origin of the beast soul at the peak of the emperor level. It is only a little bit separated, not even one percent of the real body of the demon emperor. It has already contributed six emperor-level soul-refining golden pills to Yang Fan. There is even a Ninth Grade Soul Refining Golden Elixir, which is the highest rank among the emperor ranks.

Glancing at the six round golden soul-refining pills quietly floating in the demon-refining pot, Yang Fan couldn't help but smacked his lips twice.

The soul source of the peak demon emperor is really too strong, just such a small amount of source power is several times that of Gui Shishou's soul source of the eighth-level demon emperor.

It's hard to imagine, if Yang Fan can obtain a complete piece of the soul origin of the peak demon emperor, how many super-quality emperor-level soul-refining golden pills can be refined.

Waving his hand to put the emperor-level soul refining golden elixir into the storage space, Yang Fan's consciousness quickly returned to his body.

Without the interference of the emperor-level soul mark, Yang Fan successfully refined the inner armor in less than three seconds. With a movement of his mind, the inner armor automatically adhered to the surface of his skin, turning into a piece that could not be more ordinary. White vest, the light does not show.

Unlike the magic armor worn outside, this kind of inner armor is hidden deep inside. Unless the owner is in a fatal crisis, it will restrain its light and not be noticed by outsiders.

"Huh? How could it be so fast? This is unscientific!"

Seeing that the inner armor in Yang Fan's hand was automatically attached to Yang Fan's body, Peng Sanjiang, who had been expecting Yang Fan to be injured by the imprint of his soul, instantly opened his eyes wide, with a look of disbelief.

"Where's my father's imprint of the soul? That's the imprint of the soul arranged by the peak demon emperor himself. How could it be erased by this human race so quickly?"

"That's impossible! This human race isn't even at the king level. Even with the help of the power of the talisman, he temporarily has the power of a king, but what he is facing now is the soul attack of the peak emperor level. How can he withstand it?! "

Peng Sanjiang felt like he was going crazy.

Why do many common sense things not apply once they are placed on the human doctor in front of him?

Until now, Peng Sanjiang still hasn't figured out how Yang Fan avoided the attack and detection of his previous consciousness avatar.

There is also why the emperor-level will barriers distributed in its sea of ​​consciousness and the whole body are ineffective against Yang Fan.

And now, even the imprint of the soul of the peak demon emperor can't cause any harm to him, and he was able to easily erase it within a few minutes!

How did this guy do it? Is he the nemesis sent by God to target Peng Sanjiang?

Peng Sanjiang collapsed and wanted to die.

Before that, it never thought that one day, it would become a beast and a puppet in the hands of the human race.

The damn soul arrest, not only forced it to kowtow to the damned human race in front of him and suffered all kinds of humiliation, but even made it dare not even think of suicide, it was so aggrieved!

Yang Fan stretched out his hand and touched the small vest that was worn inside, his expression was extremely comfortable and his mood was very beautiful.

This is what it feels like to be safe.

This trip was not in vain, just this small vest of the magic soldier is already a worthwhile trip.

Yang Fan lowered his head and glanced at Peng Sanjiang, who was still lying on the ground and didn't get up, and asked softly, "Tell me, how many human races have you eaten in these years?"

Yang Fan didn't ask if it had eaten human race, but directly asked how much it had eaten.

Because since Peng Sanjiang was detained in Yang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness, Yang Fan has already felt countless grievances from the human race, and also sensed more than one picture of Peng Sanjiang devouring the flesh and blood of the human race.

In order to eat fresh, there are a lot of them, they are all chewed alive, and the blood is overflowing.

"Returning to the master, I can't remember clearly, but it should not be less than 10,000 people."

Peng Sanjiang trembled, but he replied obediently:

"Ever since I stepped into the level of demon generals in my practice, almost every day, people from the tribe will send me three blood-rich human blood food for me to enjoy."

"It is precisely because I devoured so much human blood that I was able to directly raise my cultivation level to the seventh-level demon king realm in just thirteen years, which is only one step away from the beast king."

Ten thousand people? !

Yang Fan's heart trembled.

He already knew that the number of human races that Peng Sanjiang had devoured would not be a small number. Originally, he thought that hundreds or thousands should be the limit.

But he still far underestimated the cruelty of these monster races, and he never expected that just one monster in Pengsanjiang had devoured as many as 10,000 human races!

no no no!

According to what Peng Sanjiang said, it has been using human flesh and blood as medicine to improve its cultivation for thirteen consecutive years. If calculated by three human races per day, there will be at least 14,200 people in thirteen years!

What the hell!

It's just a beast!

Yang Fan's fists were clenched tightly, his eyes were instantly congested and red, the blood in his body was boiling and burning, and the killing intent in his chest could no longer be restrained, soaring straight into the sky.

"You really are, damn it!!"

Snapped!

Yang Fan directly squeezed the drop of soul essence that stayed in his sea of ​​consciousness, he didn't want such garbage to stay in his sea of ​​consciousness for a moment.

As long as he thinks that more than 14,200 compatriots from the human race have all died in the mouth of this roc, Yang Fan's heart will burst into pain.

He wants to kill this big bird!

Now!

immediately!

Can't stop for a moment!

Not only will it be killed, but it will also be mutilated into tens of thousands of pieces, its head will be made into a specimen, and sent back to Fengming Mountain where the Kunpeng clan is located, so as to commemorate those who were swallowed alive by it and died tragically in its mouth. Compatriots above!

Even if it will lead to strong revenge from the Kunpeng clan, Yang Fan will not hesitate, otherwise it will definitely become a heartache in his heart, and he will never want to sleep peacefully again in the future.

"Not only this Kunpeng, but all monsters in this world deserve to die!"

Yang Fan was deeply stimulated, and those human compatriots who were struggling and screaming in the beast's mouth kept appearing in front of his eyes, but in the end they could not escape the fate of being swallowed alive by monsters. His determination and ideal to exterminate the monster race in the world.