Cultivation: Start with a Spiritual Plant Space

The lava armored beast was injured, its body soaked in blood, and its endless ferocity was completely aroused.

After all, it is a fourth-level monster. Once it goes crazy, its power is terrifying.

At this time, the entire cave was shaking, as if it would collapse at any time.

The stones above his head kept falling like rain, hitting the ground with dull sounds and splashing dust all over the sky.

Huge cracks also appeared on the cave wall, spreading like a ferocious giant mouth.

But Li Fan was fearless. He used the Yanhui skill to the extreme. His figure was like a ghost, quickly dodging in the cave, deftly avoiding the attacks of the lava armored beast and the falling rocks.

At the same time, his sword-flying skills became more and more proficient, turning into a sharp stream of light, shuttling back and forth.

The lava armored beast was caught off guard, and blood splattered all over its body in an instant. The wounds were crisscrossed, and it was in great pain.

This is not the end. Li Fan condensed a flying shuttle in his sea of ​​consciousness, intending to give the big guy in front of him a fatal blow and launch a mental attack.

The soul of the lava armored beast was already weak, and it was immediately overwhelmed by the attack of the shuttle.

Sensing the approaching danger, they attacked more frantically, with howling winds and blazing flames.

But it was too late. The shuttle turned into an invisible ray of light and instantly disappeared into its mind.

The Lava Armored Beast's movements suddenly stopped and it roared in pain.

The sound was deafening, causing the entire cave to shake violently.

At this time, its eyes began to become confused and its body rushed around uncontrollably.

Li Fan took the opportunity to launch another attack, controlling the flying sword and piercing the opponent's eyes.

"puff!"

It was so precise that blood splattered immediately.

The Lava Armored Beast covered its eyes, let out a final wail, and then collapsed to the ground with a bang.

The entire ground shook, raising clouds of dust.

The continuous high-intensity battles had overdrawn Li Fan's body so badly that he couldn't help but breathe heavily.

Only after he confirmed that the Lava Armored Beast had stopped breathing did he breathe a sigh of relief.

After a short rest, he walked forward and began to decompose the body.

After all, it is a fourth-level monster, and its body is full of treasures.

Li Fan would not miss such a great opportunity, and he immediately began to dissect it skillfully.

A sword cut open its abdomen, and the pungent smell of blood instantly hit its face.

However, he did not care about much else. He calmed his mind and carefully searched for the location of the demon pill.

After searching for a long time, they found that the demon pill was hidden near the heart of the lava armored beast, wrapped in a layer of tough fascia.

This is really strange!

Li Fan didn't think much about it. He carefully cut open the fascia and took out the demon pill.

It is worthy of being the demon pill of a top-level demon. It is round all over, flashing with a faint light, and tremendous energy pouring out.

After observing it for a while, he quickly put it away, intending to sell it for a good price when he got out.

After doing all this, Li Fan adjusted his state, took a few pills to restore his spiritual power, sat on the ground, practiced his skills, and his breathing gradually stabilized.

He then crawled out of the cave and headed back, while carefully searching for the whereabouts of Ji Moxue and others.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, the sounds of fierce fighting and the collision of spells came from not far ahead.

Thunder rumbled, shattering the void, as if it was going to tear the world apart.

Li Fan's heart tightened, his brows furrowed, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

When he got closer and took a look, his face suddenly turned gloomy.

I saw the evil cultivator of the mourning stick waving the mourning stick in his hand, muttering something in a hoarse and low voice, revealing endless evil.

Countless evil spirits surged out from the stick, pouncing towards Ji Moxue, the other two girls, and Zhao Tianming with their fangs and claws.

These evil spirits exuded a gloomy aura, and their faces were distorted, like evil spirits from the Nine Nether Hell.

The sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling one after another make people feel creepy, as if they are in a den of ghosts.

Ji Moxue gritted his teeth, the sword in his hand flashed with cold light, and every swing was filled with resolute momentum.

His arms trembled slightly from the exertion, and he continuously swung out sharp sword energy, trying to repel the evil spirit.

But the evil spirits are numerous, coming in waves.

Although her attack was fierce, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, and only caused a tiny ripple among the group of evil spirits.

The Qingxue spear was like a dragon, and the tip of the spear cut through the air, causing bursts of whistling.

Her attack was fierce, and the tip of her spear was frosty, repelling wave after wave of evil spirits.

But just as they turned around, more evil spirits attacked like wolves, making people feel deeply desperate.

Liu Ruyan's charming eyes were full of helplessness at this moment. She was panting and her hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to her charming face.

Her charm had no effect on these evil spirits and she was in an extremely passive situation.

Not only that, the old man who was building the foundation was also constantly performing powerful fire magic on the side.

The flames burned fiercely, making the surroundings as bright as day. The scorching heat caused the surroundings to twist and deform, and many cracks appeared on the soil and rocks on the ground.

Although Ji Moxue and the other two girls had obtained the inheritance of the strongest, they had only been there for a short time and their cultivation was not as good as the other party. They were completely at a disadvantage at this time and did not even have a chance to fight back.

Zhao Tianming and Qian Zhirou were even worse off. They were completely surrounded by evil spirits and could not move.

Their faces were filled with fear and despair, and they kept shouting for help, their voices filled with helplessness and fear.

The evil cultivator of the Crying Stick liked to see the despair and helplessness of others before their death. At this moment, he became even more complacent and laughed wildly.

"My little cuties, surrender obediently, and you might even be able to keep your souls intact! Otherwise, today I will let you experience true hell on earth!"

As he spoke, he released an even more ferocious evil spirit.

The surroundings suddenly became like an ice cellar, freezing cold.

This is a cold breath from hell, which makes people's blood coagulate.

At this time, Ji Moxue's clothes were torn in many places, with some shocking cuts and blood constantly oozing out.

Her face was as pale as paper, but she still held the sword tightly, refusing to give up. She shouted angrily, "Don't even think about making us surrender! If you want to fight, just fight. Why all this nonsense?"

Qingxue's face was pale, without a trace of blood, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of her mouth, and her breathing was rapid and disordered.

But her eyes were determined as she shouted, "Kill us if you dare!"

Liu Ruyan's hair was messy, like a bunch of weeds, and there were many wounds on her body. The blood dyed her seductive clothes red, making her look even more sad and beautiful.

She said with equal determination, "We will never surrender! It's all up to you."

Zhao Tianming and his companions were pale and trembling, but their eyes were firm and they showed no intention of giving in.

This made the evil cultivator of the Crying Stick very unhappy.

His face darkened, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he immediately increased the intensity of his attack.

The evil spirits around became more crazy, the wind was windy and the whole scene became more terrifying.

The howling became more and more shrill, as if it was going to tear the souls of everyone present apart.

Ji Moxue, the other two girls, and Zhao Tianming were completely surrounded by evil spirits and fell into an endless abyss of darkness.

But even so, Ji Moxue did not compromise. Instead, he said angrily with a determined look in his eyes, "Don't be afraid! Even if I die, I won't let this evil villain succeed! Why should I be afraid of death?"

Evil cultivators love to collect souls struggling desperately before death, so how could Ji Moxue let this evil villain get his wish?

Qingxue bit her lips, her eyes full of stubbornness.

The spear had already had many cracks, but she still danced vigorously and shouted in response: "Fight!"

Although Liu Ruyan's magic was ineffective, her inner strength was aroused at this moment.

She stopped panting and said firmly, "That makes sense!"

Although Zhao Tianming and his companions were terrified, they were encouraged by Ji Moxue and the others and gritted their teeth and shouted, "We will never surrender!"

Li Fan was furious when he saw this and shouted, "Stop!"