Chapter 1913 Siege

The old man in gray robe widened his eyes and looked at Xiao Fan in horror. How could he not know that this was the demon-seeking technique unique to the Master of Shura Hall?

Although his soul was powerful, it was nothing more than that in front of Xiao Fan. In just a few breaths, Xiao Fan read his recent memories.

"A guy like you still wants Leng Tong to save you?" Xiao Fan shook his head, and with a thought, the old man in gray robe died immediately.

No wonder Xiao Fan was disdainful. This old man was just an ordinary minion under Leng Tong. He was not even qualified to meet Leng Tong.

How could such a person let Leng Tong come to his rescue?

Xiao Fan didn't get much useful information from his memory. He only knew that Leng Tong had made a lot of preparations to kill him in the past few days.

As for what it is specifically, the old man in gray robe is not very clear, because he is not qualified to know at all.

The reason why he wanted to kill Xiao Fan was just to ask for credit in front of Leng Tong, but he didn't expect that his own life would be involved.

Xiao Fan didn't care much that Leng Tong wanted to deal with him, but he got another useful piece of information from the memory of the old man in gray robe, which was about fishing.

The fishing rod in his hand had indeed been tampered with, and an ordinary soul was sealed on the fishhook, because the soul is what the divine fish likes most.

And not only his fishing rod, but also Jianluo and Chu Qingkuang's, and even some other monks' fishing rods were also tampered with.

Xiao Fan always felt that there was a conspiracy here, but he didn't know what it was specifically.

"It seems that the Mysterious Divine Fish loves the soul far more than the Divine Stone." Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and took back a fishing rod. The doubts in his heart had been obtained from the memory of the gray-robed old man, and there was no need to continue to confirm it.

At the same time, another thought flashed through his mind, that is, why does the Mysterious Divine Fish like souls?

"The soul contains spirituality and soul power. After breaking through to the God of War realm, spirituality transforms into divinity, and soul power also transforms into divine power. Similarly, the divine stone should also contain divine power. In other words, what the Mysterious Divine Fish likes is divinity. And divine power?" Xiao Fan pondered in his heart.

Don’t Godslayer and Soul Eater also like these two things equally?

However, in comparison, God Killer is more domineering and can directly swallow the crystal of divine power and even the godhead, which is something that Soul Eater and these mystical divine fish cannot do.

"Soul-Eating Silkworm transformed into a Soul-Eating Divine Silkworm, capable of devouring spirituality. My mother's soul was taken away. Can Soul-Eating Soul be able to make up for my mother's stolen spirit?" Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes. eyes.

He never knew how to rescue Chu Lingwei. He only thought about killing the War Temple one day and taking back his mother's spirit.

But now, Xiao Fan sees new hope. The soul-eating ability may be able to save his mother, Chu Lingwei.

Of course, this is just a conjecture. Xiao Fan himself doesn't know whether it will succeed.

Comparatively speaking, God Killer is more domineering than Soul Eater. As long as it is related to God, God Killer can devour it.

Soul Eater, on the other hand, can only devour souls and divine power.

Xiao Fan also secretly made up his mind to study more about the mystery of the soul when he has time in the future.

After reaching the current state, if there is a problem with the physical body, it is generally not difficult to solve it, but if there is a problem with the soul, even Xiao Fan is helpless.

"Yeah." Xiao Fan suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, and then pulled hard, and a purple stream of light burst out from the lake. It was a two-meter-long purple mystical fish.

"Another eight-marked divine fish?" Xiao Fan squinted his eyes, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

At the same time, other monks looked at him with envy, but at this moment, no one dared to grab the mysterious fish in Xiao Fan's hand.

Almost everyone present has seen Xiao Fan's strength. Going up to grab the mysterious fish is the same as seeking death.

Xiao Fan is naturally able to deal with an eight-marked divine fish. What's more, the fishing rods purchased by Jianluo are all capable of catching ten-marked divine fish, and it is impossible for the eight-marked divine fish to break the rod.

"Wind attribute?" Xiao Fan looked at the purple divine fish, and a strange color flashed across his face.

But he quickly shook his head. This was just a divine patterned fish that contained the secrets of Daofeng. It was not of much help to Xiao Fan. Xiao Fan directly sealed the divine fish and threw it into the palace.

"This fishing rod is useless again." Xiao Fan shook his head helplessly. The fishing rod that had caught the Eight-striped Divine Fish had been contaminated with its scent, and the low-level Mysterious Divine Fish did not dare to approach it at all.

As for the nine-striped divine fish, it dares to get close, but it is probably impossible to tempt it to take the bait with the help of the divine stone alone, because the soul sealed on the hook has already been swallowed by the eight-striped divine fish.

Xiao Fan had the ability to seal his soul in the fishing hook, but he couldn't do it.

It is not Xiao Fan's principle to kill innocent people indiscriminately for his own benefit. Although he is the master of Shura Hall, everyone he kills is a person who deserves to be killed.

Xiao Fan changed his fishing rod and continued fishing. Two eight-striped divine fish were worth more than 100,000 divine stones. This time, he had basically made back his expenses.

It has to be said that Xiao Fan's luck is not generally good. Others might not be able to get one even after hundreds of years and several sessions of fishing in the Blood Lake. However, Xiao Fan was better off and caught two Mysterious Divine Fish in less than a day.

The crowd around looked at Xiao Fan with envy. What they didn't know was that it was not Xiao Fan's good luck, but that this blood lake fishing was a little different from previous ones.

Time passed, and soon one day passed. What surprised Xiao Fan was that Leng Tong and the others did not come to kill him.

Throughout the day, Xiao Fan caught several more low-level mystical fish. There seemed to be an unusually large number of fish in this Blood Lake area. No wonder so many people gathered in this area to fish.

Suddenly, everyone was once again attracted by a sound of surprise. They saw waves rolling in the distance, and a stream of light traveling very fast against the water.

One of the monks struggled to pull the fishing rod with both hands, but he couldn't hold it back no matter what. He followed the boat and sprinted through the water at high speed.

"Isn't that the old ghost from Montenegro? He seems to be the Nine-Transformation God of War. Why can't he even pull that fish?" The crowd was surprised and felt extremely uneasy.

The fish that even the Nine Transformations God of War can't hold back is at least the nine-marked divine fish. The nine-marked divine fish has been rare to see for hundreds of years.

With a cry, the stream of light shot out of the sky, and nine golden divine lines were instantly imprinted in everyone's eyes.

"It's really a nine-marked divine fish. Hurry, let's catch up." The crowd's eyes were shining, and they drove the boat and chased it at high speed. One nine-marked divine fish is worth about one hundred thousand divine stones. How could they miss it.

After a while, there were only a few people left in this area, and Xiao Fan was one of them.

Watching everyone chasing the nine-marked divine fish, Xiao Fan felt a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart. He always felt that there was some conspiracy behind this blood lake fishing session.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows, and a wave of water surged in the distance. Dozens of hundreds of powerful auras locked onto him, leaving him unable to escape.

Before he could recover, small boats appeared quickly and surrounded him from all directions. Seeing this, the monks around him quickly fled away into the distance.

In just a few breaths, Xiao Fan was surrounded in the center, with no way to escape.

Xiao Fan didn't even think about escaping. His eyes swept across hundreds of boats and finally landed on one of the young men in black robes. He said with a playful smile on his face: "Leng Tong, you are finally here."