Uncle is so fierce

"What a disgusting place."

While Su Fan was complaining, a black shadow suddenly flashed obliquely in front of him.

There was a blast of wind, and a burst of stench hit Su Fan's chest.

Slapping away the black shadow casually, Su Fan's hand was covered with a layer of slippery mucus, and there was a lot of flesh and blood mixed in the mucus.

Su Fan could feel that the black shadow just now had been slapped to death by himself, but he looked at the mucus in his hands and the sound of footsteps in his ears.

Su Fan frowned immediately.

"This, this is?"

Before Su Fan could finish speaking, dozens of black shadows same as before shot out at the same time.

Su Fan slapped his hands continuously, stopping these shadows one by one.

"Why are you so unlucky? As soon as you came out, you ran into Ranyi fish, and it was still a school of Ranyi fish."

After killing dozens of ranyi fish, hundreds of black shadows covered the sky and attacked Su Fan immediately.

This time, even the surrounding monster fog couldn't hide the appearance of the black shadow.

It is said that Ran Yiyu is a fish, but it is actually more like a cross between a fish and a snake.

Huge fish head, half-meter-long snake body, six short legs, fangs in the mouth emitting a pitch-black light, obviously poisonous.

Ran Yiyu, like the human-faced scorpion, is a gregarious prehistoric monster.

But unlike the human-faced scorpions, Ran Yiyu has no leader, so it will not appear on the third floor of the Demon God's Tomb. After Su Fan killed the human-faced scorpion king, the wave of human-faced scorpions automatically collapsed and left.

Ran Yiyu has many characteristics, but the one that bothers Su Fan the most is their undying character.

As long as one Ranyi fish is killed, the murderer will be locked down. Unless there are extremely special circumstances, the Ranyi fish group and the murderer will have only one end, that is, they will never die.

Unless the murderer is dead, or the leftover fish are all dead.

Another characteristic of Ran Yiyu, combined with their unending character, is even more frightening.

Ran Yiyu has a total of six lives. Every time he dies, he will lose one leg. When all six legs are lost at the same time, he will truly die.

The most amazing thing is that if Ran Yiyu has only one foot left, as long as it takes a period of rest, the foot will grow back.

It is equivalent to recovering six lives.

This kind of hob meat character and near-immortality make Ran Yiyu, like the human-faced scorpion, a frightening group.

Although his cultivation was not high, Su Fan would feel a headache when he met him.

"Grandma Li, I can only run away."

Su Fan pricked up his ears to identify the direction from which the Buddha's name was coming from. Su Fan dodged, dodging the collision of hundreds of dead fish behind him, and started running wildly.

Behind him was the sound of scalp-numbing footsteps. Because it was a thick swamp, Su Fan couldn't use the ground crack attack against Nightmare's men to deal with these Ran Yiyu.

Otherwise, his feet would fall into this swamp, although Ran Yiyu couldn't break through his physical defense.

But that kind of fishy and smelly mucus can make Su Fan sick to death.

Su Fan didn't want to do that.

As he ran, the surrounding monster fog gradually surged, and many strange figures appeared beside Su Fan, more and more.

"Quack? The smell of human monks. It's been a long time since no human monks came here, and finally a bit of a trough? Ran left a school of fish! Ma De, run."

"I opened this road, and I planted this tree. Who the hell would have provoked Ran Yiyu and these lunatics here? You must be out of your mind."

"Fellow Daoist, why should you panic, isn't it just Xiao Xiaoran's leftover fish, how about watching me kill it casually? Hey, don't go, eh? Ah! Ah!"

As Su Fan ran wildly, many demon cultivators who were sleeping on the sixth floor woke up one after another. Some of them who were not afraid of death even took the initiative to provoke the school of ranyi fish, and were immediately swallowed by dense black shadows, and there were screams.

However, these idiots and demon cultivators also helped Su Fan relieve some pressure in disguise.

"A group of idiots, after the number of Ran Yiyu reaches a certain level, even if the Nine Tribulations Loose Immortals come, they will be able to eat them to death, so why don't you hide away."

As the saying goes, those who are stunned are afraid of those who are horizontal, and those who are horizontal are afraid of death.

No matter how arrogant a person is, if he meets someone who is desperate, he will stay away.

What's more, Ran Yiyu still has six lives, just this one, even if they don't have Ran Yiyu King, they are much stronger than the Human Face Scorpion.

The sound of the Buddha's trumpet in the ear became clear, but it became intermittent, and the man seemed to be unable to hold on.

What worried Su Fan the most was that the school of fish beside him, without realizing it, didn't keep up.

Even Ran Yiyu felt the danger, and Su Fan knew that there must be something extremely terrifying ahead.

The forward speed gradually slowed down, Su Fan held his breath and stared at the front.

For some reason, the monster fog around it seemed to become thinner because of the proximity to the Buddha's name.

Visibility gradually returned to normal, and Su Fan could gradually see his surroundings clearly.

At the same time, the golden Buddha's light came from not far away, and it was extremely eye-catching in the dark sixth floor.

"This, this is the Buddha's Light of Longevity Zen? No wonder the surrounding monster mist is dispelled, it is really a bitter formula?!"

Su Fan's heart moved slightly, and he immediately stepped forward, ready to meet the bitter formula.

But suddenly discovered two abnormally huge prehistoric demon powers, they are prehistoric monsters!

Su Fan leaned down slightly and walked forward.

The closer you get to the Buddha's light, the thinner the surrounding fog will be, and the higher your visibility will be.

After walking for nearly 5 minutes, Su Fan finally saw the bitter secret of sitting cross-legged in mid-air.

It's just that Kujue at this time, his face was pale, his eyes were closed tightly, and he muttered the Buddha's voice in his mouth. The cassock on his body was covered with blood, his chest had sunk deeply, and his breathing was no longer even.

Emerging behind Kujue is an incomparably clear image of Arhat eliminating magic.

But the Vajra Arhat had already lost his arm, and the Buddha's name in his mouth was intermittent.

Only those eyes that are not angry and self-imposing, staring at the surroundings without fear.

In front of Kujue, a golden Buddhist relic was suspended, thick and pure Buddha power continuously emerged from the relic, dispelling the surrounding demon mist.

Not far from Kujue's body, there were three figures standing.

"The master of devouring monsters in the wild? The three-headed dragon with black smoke in the monsters in the wild? There is also a demon cultivator in the tribulation period?"

Seeing these three people, even Su Fan had no plans to attack rashly.

"Damn it, how could there be the Lord of Devourers and the Black Smoke Three-headed Flood Dragon in this place? They are clearly on the eighth and ninth floors."

The Lord of the Desolate Demon Devourer was originally guarded on the eighth floor of the Demon God's Tomb, while the Black Smoke Three-headed Flood Dragon was on the ninth floor.

They appeared on the sixth floor at the same time, and they must have only one purpose.

That's the trick!

But what Su Fan cares about the most is the demon cultivator. Although he is only in the tribulation stage, he is not afraid of the two great monsters, forming a three-legged confrontation, surrounding the bitter art.

That demon cultivator looked like a man, because his back was facing Su Fan, so he couldn't see his face clearly, but looking at his back, he was no different from a normal human being.

If it weren't for the monster aura emanating from him, Su Fan would have thought he was a human monk.

The three heads of the Heiyan Three-headed Jiao have been watching the relic in front of Kujue, and the six eyes are full of greedy light.

The Lord of Devourer was also facing the relic, but his huge cheeks did not have facial features, only a deep slit on his stomach,

There are sharp fangs on both sides of the crack, and there is a huge and terrifying eye in it, which is extremely terrifying.

Su Fan knew that the goals of the three of them were all bitter formulas.

The relic in front of Kujue should belong to Master Fafan. The Buddhist relic is different from the golden elixir of a monk.

Only when a Buddhist disciple makes a desperate fight, can he be sacrificed out of the body. Once the relic is separated from the body, no matter what, the Buddhist disciple will not see the sunrise of the next day.

Although Ku Jue's breath is weak now, his qi and blood are still stable, and he didn't fight desperately. Su Fan thought that he should still be persisting.

The masters who can condense the relics are all eminent monks who have attained the Tao, and there is no one in a million who is a proper Buddha.

In the eyes of Yaoxiu and Honghuang Yaoyi, the relics are no different from the immortal medicine in the eyes of monks.

What Yaoxiu and Honghuang Yaoyi are most afraid of is the thunder calamity full of majestic heavenly power, but as long as they can swallow a relic.

One's own karma will be refined, and the power of the thunder tribulation suffered is only one-tenth of the previous one, which can be said to be a proper ascension.

What's more, there are two more here, one for Fafan, and another for killing Kujue, which will be guaranteed directly. It's no wonder that the Lord of Devouring and the three-headed flood dragon of black smoke will appear here.

"Although these two guys are not strong, their supernatural powers are very weird. We must find an excellent opportunity, otherwise we will waste a lot of time if we get entangled."

When Su Fan was thinking about what to do, he suddenly felt someone slap him on the back.

"!!!"

A feeling of panic that hadn't appeared in many years came to Su Fan's heart, and Su Fan broke out in a cold sweat. He looked back suddenly, and then let out a sigh of relief.

"Little Jixiang, why are you here?"

Hearing Su Fan's voice transmission, Xiao Jixiang stuck out his tongue and replied.

"Uncle, these demon fogs have little effect on me, they want to help you."

Su Fan frowned. Although the monster mist had little effect on Xiao Jixiang, these prehistoric monsters are not vegetarians. They all have great powers. Su Fan was afraid that he would not be able to protect Xiao Jixiang at critical moments.

However, everyone was here, and Su Fan couldn't drive Xiao Jixiang away. He could only transmit voice.

"Hey, then you listen to my command, don't be brave, these two prehistoric monsters are not waiting for nothing."

Thinking of being able to fight side by side with his uncle, Xiao Jixiang immediately became excited.

"Master, don't worry, I won't hold you back."

Su Fan wasn't worried about Xiao Jixiang's fighting skills, but that these two prehistoric and monstrous abilities were too weird. When Su Fan went to the tenth floor and passed the eighth, the ninth floor walked around these two giant Buddhas.

"Little Jixiang, remember it. That prehistoric monster with black scales and big eyes on his stomach is called the Lord of Devouring. Don't look at the eyes on his stomach."

Su Fan lowered his body, and told Xiao Jixiang via sound transmission.

"Uncle, why? Are his eyes very sharp?"