Chapter 324 Old Monk: This Is My Credit

Whether it is the blade light or the sword energy, they are energy fluctuations that explode after being offset by each other.

Otherwise, if the two really exploded and superimposed, then everyone sitting here would die!

Meng Fan's figure flew backwards, blood gushed out of his mouth, and blood was overflowing from the corners of his eyes and nostrils, and he looked extremely miserable.

If it weren't for the fact that his Azure Dragon Holy Body had been cultivated to the fourth level and his physique was extremely strong, he would have been disabled if not dead.

Although he looks extremely miserable now, in fact, it is only a minor injury, not fatal, and he will be fine after recuperation.

The most important thing is that in the collision just now, the sword energy of Lin Lao's sword seal has the upper hand.

So not much of the force of this collision rushed to Meng Fan.

But Zhang Hongfei was not so lucky!

Although he tried his best and relied on the sword cut by the devil to be very strong, it was still not as strong as the sword energy cut by Lin Lao's sword seal.

If you haven't entered the realm of Yuanshen, you are not in the realm of Yuanshen after all. Even if you use extreme means to burst into the devil and drain the potential in your body, the sword you cut out still does not really reach the level of Yuanshen.

And the sword of Lin Lao's sword seal is indeed a real Yuanshen attack!

Meng Fan staggered to his feet, ready to see the situation of Zhang Hongfei opposite.

As a result, before he saw Zhang Hongfei, the old monk's voice sounded in his mind first.

"He is dead!"

Hearing the words of the old monk, Meng Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

Then the corners of his mouth pulled out a little arc and smiled slightly.

Gradually, the arc of his mouth corners became larger and larger, and his laughter became louder and louder, more and more unscrupulous.

"Haha, hahaha~~~"

Meng Fan hasn't laughed so unscrupulously for a long time, because it is a bit out of control and does not match his usual temperament.

But this time he really couldn't help it.

The four words "surviving a disaster", this feeling, most people will never experience it once in their lives!

"Good death!" After laughing, Meng Fan came to Zhang Hongfei's body and looked at it indifferently.

Suddenly, his shirt pocket became wet, which made him frown.

"Xiaoqing, get out." Meng Fan said in a cold tone.

The next second, Xiaoqing got out of his pocket and floated in front of Meng Fan.

It didn't look at Meng Fan, but drooled at Zhang Hongfei's body.

This level of cultivators is a great tonic and a delicacy for it.

Although it has been an orphan with a father but no mother since childhood, it doesn't need to learn this instinct at all.

It knows very well that if it eats this Zhang Hongfei, refines and absorbs it, its strength will definitely increase a lot.

So it really couldn't help drooling!

Meng Fan couldn't help rolling his eyes at Xiaoqing, this useless guy.

What's so delicious about human flesh?

"Mr. Meng, in fact, although your sword energy was strong just now, the guy on the opposite side did not die from it.

In order to fight against your sword energy, he gave up resisting the soul attack of me and Hongqi, and turned to deal with your sword energy with all his strength!

In the end, he did resist your sword energy, and did not die from it, but was seriously injured.

But he was not prepared for the attacks of me and Hongqi, and finally died from our soul attack.

So his body is intact now, but in fact his soul has been scattered."

The voice of the old monk suddenly appeared in Meng Fan's mind.

Hearing this, Meng Fan couldn't help rolling his eyes.

He knew very well that without the old monk and Hongqi, it would be difficult for him to kill this guy from Fengyun Demon Sect with only the sword seal of Mr. Lin.

So he ordered the old monk and Hongqi to cooperate with him at the beginning, and he also knew that these two people had indeed made contributions.

But as soon as the matter was over, the old monk couldn't wait to come out and take credit, and he looked like he wanted to take credit, which really made Meng Fan a little speechless.

Please, you are a high monk who has survived the catastrophe and almost ascended to become an immortal. Can you save some face for yourself?

Meng Fan nodded and said, "Yes, it is indeed thanks to you this time. I am here to express my gratitude to you."

After that, he took out the Qianlong Jade from the relic and took back his storage ring.

Seeing this, the old monk's face was full of complexities, thinking, is this how you thank me?

"Don't worry, I won't let you help in vain." After Meng Fan took back the Qianlong Jade, he put another high-grade spirit stone into the relic.

It is equivalent to one thousand low-grade spirit stones!

And Meng Fan now has only five thousand spirit stones in total.

Giving the old monk one thousand is not stingy.

But the old monk was obviously not moved at all, and even rolled his eyes at Meng Fan from the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness that Meng Fan could not see.

One spiritual stone, to send away a beggar?

He thought indignantly, while carefully absorbing the spiritual energy from the thousand spiritual stones.

No matter how small a mosquito leg is, it is still meat, and it is really rare for him to smell a little meat!

Meng Fan continued: "These thousand spiritual stones are specially given to you, and you don't need to cultivate spirituality for me anymore!"

Hearing this, the old monk's face suddenly showed a trace of joy.

This Meng Ba Pi finally found his conscience.

It is really good that he is willing to take out one thousand of the five thousand spiritual stones for himself.

...

After sending the old monk away, Meng Fan turned his attention to the corpse in front of him.

This guy's strength is close to the realm of Yuanshen. He must be a deacon in Fengyun Demon Sect.

If you get some wool from this guy, it must be far more than a thousand spirit stones, at least tens of thousands of spirit stones.

Meng Fan's consciousness swept over Zhang Hongfei's body, and then locked a storage ring on his finger.

The next second, the ring disappeared and fell into Meng Fan's hands.

Seeing Hongqi still floating in the air, he turned to Hongqi and said, "Don't stand there, you have consumed a lot of energy, hurry back to the sword and rest."

Hongqi is his own, Meng Fan will naturally not use spirit stones to humiliate her, talking about money hurts feelings!

Only the old monk, who is so shameless, does Meng Fan need to hit him with spirit stones.

On the other side, Xiaoqing looked at Meng Fan eagerly, drooling from the corners of her mouth, pitiful.

Meng Fan felt a little soft-hearted. Xiaoqing has been with him for so long, but she has never enjoyed any happiness.

Anyway, the body is thrown away anyway, and it seems that it is not impossible to give it to Xiaoqing as food!

However, Shen Ming's previous experience is still vivid in his mind.

Meng Fan is really worried that this guy on the ground will attract some more terrifying old monsters?

This is really the limit. If there are more terrifying old monsters, it will be really unbearable.

Elder Lin's sword seal is gone. Meng Fan really has no confidence to rely on the old monk and the Qianlong Jade!

According to Meng Fan's idea, he should run away immediately and run far away to avoid anyone coming to the door.