The Steward Demonic Emperor

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puff!

Zhuo Fan slapped his celestial cover with a palm in the frightened eyes of the guard, and began to practice the exercises.

Suddenly, a black air flow emerged from his hands, burrowing into the body of the guard like a twisted bug. As soon as this black spirit entered the body, the guard's complexion changed immediately.

The horrified look was stained with a painful twist, and the pale face due to excessive blood loss gradually turned black. It didn't take a while for the guards to turn the whole body into black charcoal. In the dark night, he could not clearly see his figure without looking carefully.

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Fan's mouth twitched slightly, releasing a rare color of excitement in his eyes.

Although the devil's Dahua tactic is to transform others 'cultivation into their own skills, how can the strength of others' hard cultivation be so easily captured? Even if inhaled into the body, I am afraid that they will repel themselves. In particular, the foundation that will serve as the foundation for future practice should be treated with caution.

Therefore, Zhuo Fan must first demonize his elemental power before it can be completely absorbed.

Taking a deep breath, Zhuo Fan calmed down with excitement, his hands tightened, and those black airflows began to flow back from the guard to his body, and the guard's black body began to dry out quickly.

After half an hour, Zhuo Fan withdrew his palms, crossed his knees on the ground, and exercised the new strength of the body.

The body of the guard fell to the ground and fell into the powder with a touch. Like a corpse that has been dead for thousands of years, suddenly it was dug out from the underground kilometer and encountered the weathering of the air. It completely turned into a pile of sand and drifted in the air.

The Heavenly Demon Dahua recipe created by the Nine Spectral Demon Emperor can not only take its power to me, but also consume the essence of others' life.

The strong black air flowed through the body like a flood, Zhuo Fan quickly sinking his mind, running the exercises, guiding this force to his major veins, constantly washing the barriers of the veins, and gradually widening the veins.

The full power of Juqijing Master was injected into his body that had never been practiced at once. The kind of pain that was about to tear the veins of his muscles made a thick sweat bead from his forehead.

But he still bears it because he knows that such a powerful empowerment will lay a solid foundation that no one can match. With such a foundation as a guarantee, he can do more with less in the future.

In the past of one minute and one second, one hour and two hours, Zhuo Fan has been gnashing his teeth, and the sweat on his head flows like a waterfall ...

After another three hours, Zhuo Fan's teeth, which he had been clenching, began to loosen. The black airflow circulated hundreds of times in his body and returned to his Dantian, which turned into a black lake quietly. Staying there, there is no previous rage.

Slowly opened his eyes, Zhuofan exhaled a long breath. The clouds at the edge of the sky had already given off a slight white light, and those beasts who had been fed all night began to walk deep into the forest.

"Is it dawning, huh, huh, I can't think of the skill of refining a Qi-gathering double-cultivator, it would take a night."

Zhuo Fan laughed, shook his head, and began to check his body at this time.

bump!

With a loud noise, a huge stone suddenly fell into a crush under Zhuo Fan's thin fist.

Zhuo Fan nodded with satisfaction, his body was tempered by the master force of Qi Qi Realm, and was greatly improved. As far as physical strength is concerned, it is no longer under the master of gathering energy.

Then he looked at his cultivation behavior again.

But I don't see it. Upon inspection, even he himself couldn't help but startle.

His cultivation practice actually reached the fifth floor of the foundation directly from nothing, and what was stored in the body was not the vitality of the foundation, but directly the strength of the Qi gathering environment.

"Good guy, the magic trick of this day is really wonderful." Zhuo Fan couldn't help but secretly slurped in his heart.

Generally speaking, it takes five and a half years to cultivate to the fifth floor of the foundation, even those talented geniuses in the Holy Land. But after only one night, he has already achieved what others can only achieve in two or three years.

"It seems that it won't take long for me to return to the sanctuary, hehe hehe ..." Zhuo Fan yelled.

However, just as he fantasized about returning to the old scenery, the shouts of murder suddenly came into his ears.

Brow furrowed, Zhuo Fan looked in the direction of the sound, and walked towards it carefully. He knew in his heart that although he now has the skills to build the five layers of foundation, but his micro-deeds are not enough to use some of the simplest martial arts, and the master has no power to fight back.

So everything is better to be cautious. After all, he is no longer the wicked Demon Emperor.

Like a wild cat, he moved slowly to the edge of a grass, Zhuo Fan slowly turned away the weeds, and looked out. There, two groups of people are facing each other.

A group of more than a dozen people, dressed as Luo's guards, surrounded them with a 17- to 18-year-old girl and a 5 or 6-year-old boy.

The other gangs are all dressed in black, led by an old man, probably more than twenty. And that old man, Zhuo Fan looked very familiar. After thinking it over carefully, he remembered that the old man was Luo's housekeeper, Sun's housekeeper. The men and women surrounded by the guards were Luo Yunhai, the young master of the Luo family, and Miss Luo Yunshang.

"Well, it's no wonder that the Luo family's strict guarding will also be broken by the thief of the Black Wind Mountain, it turned out to be a thief."

Zhuo Fan sneered in his heart, remembering his apprentice Zhao Cheng again, his fists clenched tightly.

In the previous life, he was betrayed by the closest disciple, and the person he took away in this life also died because of it, which made him feel a sense of sympathy.

But soon, he shook his head, sighed, and turned to leave.

With his current strength, he can't help anyone at all. Moreover, he has nothing to do with the Luo family, can not commit to sell their lives for them.

However, he had just taken two steps back in his footsteps, but his heart was suddenly painful, making it difficult for him to take the third step.