super unscrupulous student

Smoke and dust filled the air in the rear, and several figures were rushing towards them.

They are all masters, running like a train rampaging, the power is astonishing, some stones blocking the road were violently knocked into the air, flying sand and stones.

But in the distance, there is more smoke and dust, and countless masters are like tigers descending the mountain, charging forward, and their speed is faster than the fleeing ones.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes were fixed, and he said in a low voice: "The ones who escaped were Miss Fang's men, and she really sent a lot of masters secretly."

Murong Xiaoqian whispered: "Who is chasing them?"

Zhuo Yifan's heart moved, and he said happily: "The person who has trouble with Miss Fang, besides Dongfang Liang, is another man. Perhaps our savior has come."

"Run, run! Zhuo Yifan's army has arrived, so you must notify Miss as soon as possible."

"Zhuo Yifan's wolfish ambition, he really came prepared, we must go back alive and let the young miss know about his plot."

"You go, I will cover you, and you must pass the news back."

The masters of the Fang family ran wildly while discussing, with a look of determination on their faces.

"You don't want to escape, surrender quickly to avoid death."

The masters chasing from behind held long arrows and leaped in the air. The long arrows tore through the void, twisting and rushing forward like black spirit snakes.

"Too much bullying, do you really think our eight big families are easy to bully? I will fight with you."

Several people looked back, waved their weapons, and fended off the long black iron arrow.

There were about dozens of masters from the Fang family lined up, almost half of the people left behind, and the remaining 20 or so were running like crazy without looking back.

"Hahaha, what's wrong with just bullying your eight families?"

"I didn't expect that there would be such a day for us to be able to bully the Eight Great Families. It's so cool."

"The eight major families are nothing in front of our Tianyaozong! Kill them."

"Kill all the lackeys of the eight major families, leaving no one behind."

There were bursts of roars, very arrogant.

Whoosh whoosh!

Hundreds of figures leaped forward, shining golden light continuously on their bodies, like golden men.

Zhuo Yifan was amazed, the progress of these believers was really astonishing, they actually practiced "Golden Body Jue" to a very high level, at least hundreds of golden runes were condensed.

These runes are distributed in the major joints and vital points, as if wearing a pair of shining golden armor, which looks very cool.

What surprised Zhuo Yifan even more was that these people were all Mahayana students!

In other words, during this period of time, hundreds of people broke through the shackles and became masters of the Mahayana period.

Such a breakthrough ratio is simply too astonishing.

In fact, it’s normal to think about it. These people who were selected to participate in the treasure hunt are all masters who feel that they have no hope of breaking through in this life. They have been stuck in the bottleneck for many years. With the help of Zhuo Yifan this time, it is only natural that they have made progress one by one.

After these believers broke through, their belief in Zhuo Yifan became stronger.

In their minds, Zhuo Yifan is a god, omnipotent.

Unconsciously, their mentality has changed. They are no longer ashamed of being a vassal family, but proud of being believers.

Even in the face of the Eight Great Families, they can be insolent.

Hundreds of masters besieged together, and more than 20 Fang family masters were submerged in the crowd in an instant like a mantis holding a cart.

But with such an obstruction, the more than 20 masters in front had already run far away, and it seemed that they could not catch up.

Murong Xiaoqian asked in surprise, "Are they all your followers?"

Zhuo Yifan smiled, nodded and said, "That's right. I didn't expect that the cannon fodder of these oppressed vassal families would have such a glorious day."

In fact, he was a little terrified at this moment, because he felt the existence of the power of faith again.

These believers, no matter what they are doing, they are silently thinking about their beliefs in their hearts, and the power of their beliefs is very strong.

Zhuo Yifan felt his heart beat again, although the frequency was not high, but it was really, really beating.

The Devil's Heart is still here!

At this moment, Zhuo Yifan felt a surge of excitement in his heart, and his nose felt a little sore.

More and more power of faith gathered on the devil's heart, and the white lights, like elves, quickly nourished the devil's heart, making Zhuo Yifan gradually feel the existence of the devil's heart.

But in the next second, the devil's heart stopped beating, and all the power of faith exploded with a bang, and instantly dispersed to all parts of the body.

Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but let out a comfortable moan.

In an instant, there was a feeling that all the bone cells were immersed in a warm embrace.

The power of faith is indeed omnipotent, it can even moisturize the body infected by invisible blood poison.

It's a pity that the power of faith is too small, and all cells are in a state of incomparable hunger and thirst.

Zhuo Yifan felt a tyranny rising in his heart, and the feeling of hunger and thirst invaded his whole body, which was hard to suppress.

This feeling is very strange, not only the stomach feels very hungry, but every part of the body, even every cell, is screaming with hunger.

Ah!

Zhuo Yifan yelled and rolled out of the depression.

He rushed forward staggeringly, his eyes were frighteningly red, his teeth were gritted, as if he wanted to eat people.

Murong Xiaoqian was dumbfounded, and looked at Zhuo Yifan's back in disbelief: "How is it possible? Brother Zhuo actually induced such a one-of-a-kind symptom, it's too strange!"

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way."

Zhuo Yifan yelled sharply.

The monks around were taken aback, and when they saw that it was Zhuo Yifan, they were all very excited, and rushed out of the way to let Zhuo Yifan pass by.

Zhuo Yifan staggered and rushed forward.

There, more than 20 masters of the Mahayana period lay dead on the ground, dripping with blood, even if they were not dead, there was only one breath left.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes were like a beggar who saw delicious food, full of longing.

At this moment, he roared like a wild beast, rushed forward, and pressed his palm on the master who had just died.

Everyone was shocked.

I saw that master's body collapsed rapidly, and soon, there was only an empty skin left.

Zhuo Yifan quickly rushed towards the second master.

The man was not dead yet, seeing this situation, he was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

Puchi!

Zhuo Yifan held him down with a palm, and he immediately felt his flesh and blood were completely soft, like juice, flowing towards Zhuo Yifan quickly, and soon, except for a piece of skin, all his blood and bones were completely Disappear.

Zhuo Yifan seemed to have more than enough to say, and rushed towards another person again.

The muscles and bones of these masters in the Mahayana period were so tough that they were even comparable to magic treasures, but when Zhuo Yifan approached them, they all became soft and turned into juices that were absorbed by him.