I Really Want To Go Against The Sky Chapter 732: All monsters in this world should be damn!

Yang Fan, regardless of whether this little bird or not, believes directly, urges to know the origin of the **** soul that belongs to the Dapeng bird in the sea, and raises his hand to tick his finger.

"Come on, good grandson, come and give him a knock!"

After that, Peng Sanjiang's body actually came to Yang Fan's heels involuntarily, his knees bent, he fell to his knees with a thump, and he started to bang loudly, a little king-level The dignity of the monsters no longer exists.

"Okay, now take off your inner armor and remove the spiritual imprint on it!"

Yang Fan is unremarkable and straight to the point.

Peng Sanjiang’s inner heart is extremely resistant, but consciousness and body movements have no room for resistance. His hands unconsciously began to lean over the rune treasure armor. After a moment, Baojia unloaded, Peng Sanjiang put on a dead dad's expression, and handed Baojia to Yang Fan in both hands.

"Master, you have a look."

Peng Sanjiang originally planned to hold back when she handed over the Divine Soldier Baojia, wanting to pit Yang Fan at the last minute.

As a result, when he handed the treasure armor into Yang Fan’s hands, he didn’t listen to it at all, and he spoke softly to remind: "Master be careful, this treasure armor contains a spirit left by my father. Imprint, the purpose is to prevent someone from coveting the profit of the gods and forcing the treasure."

Yang Fan glanced at Peng Sanjiang, nodded slightly, took Baojia in his hand with one hand, and looked up and down.

"Good, good! It is indeed a good baby!"

"This inner armor suits me very much! It's tailor-made for me!"

Yang Fan laughed quickly. Without a word, she directly found a ray of mental power and invaded the inner armor.

At this time, the inner core's rune core divine light flashed, instantly engulfing and dissipating the spiritual power of Yang Fan into it. Then, a more powerful imprint of the soul than his spiritual power suddenly broke out and went straight to Yang Fan. The spirit of the sea hits.

"You are attacked by the spirit of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli, conscious of the sea shock, blurred consciousness, immortal will self-defense counterattack, spiritual power +200, spiritual will +1000."

"Your soul and soul consciousness are invaded by the spirit of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli, part of the spirit soul of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli invades your **** and soul consciousness sea, wreaking havoc. , Spirit Will +100, Spirit Strength +300."

Yang Fan's spirit is trembling with the sea and his spirit will be in a trance.

But soon, because of the existence of immortal will, and Yang Fan’s already powerful source and strength of the spirit soul, Yang Fan did not let the will collapse and destroy the spirit the first time he was invaded by the spirit.

As a professional soul refining pill, Yang Fan has extremely strong defense and endurance against attacks of such soul power.

After the reaction, Yang Fan released the soul chain at the first time, and the imperial spirit that had broken into his sea of ​​spirits was imprisoned in his pot of demon refining.

"Soul refining?!"

"You turned out to be a spiritualist?!"

The Emperor-level Soul, who has never spoken, suddenly stunned and speechless. Obviously, it did not expect at all that what he encountered would be a Human Race Soul Refiner.

Whether this is a sheep's mouth, and it's also an initiative to embrace?

Yang Fan is too lazy to talk nonsense with it, and directly casts the soul refining technique, thoroughly refining the soul of this peak demon emperor.

"You have performed soul refining on part of the spirit source of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli. The soul refining is successful. The spirit source of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli has been successfully refined. Strength +20, skill proficiency +10."

"You have performed soul refining on part of the spirit source of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli. The soul refining is successful. The spirit source of the peak demon emperor Peng Wanli has been successfully refined. Strength +20, skill proficiency +10."

It is worthy of the origin of the beast soul of the emperor-level peak. Only the separated one is lost, and it is even less than one percent of the real body of the demon emperor. It has already contributed six emperor-level alchemy gold to Yang Fan. Dan, there is even one of the highest-ranking nine-level golden soul refining gold among the imperial levels.

Looking at the six golden gold soul refining souls floating quietly in the demon pot, Yang Fan couldn't help but lick his mouth.

The spirit source of the pinnacle demon emperor is really ridiculously strong. Only such a lost source power is actually several times as much as that of the eighth-level demon emperor soul of the turtle.

It's hard to imagine if Yang Fan can get a complete source of the soul of the peak demon emperor, how many super-quality emperor-level soul refining gold can be refined out.

Wang Fan puts the imperial soul-finishing Jindan into the storage space, Yang Fan's mind moves, and the consciousness quickly returns to the body.

Without the interference of the emperor-level immortal imprint, Yang Fan successfully refined the inner armor in less than three seconds. When the idea moved, the inner armor automatically attached to the appearance of his skin, turning it into an ordinary one. No ordinary white vest, the light is not obvious.

Unlike the magical armor worn by the outside, this inner armor is hidden deep inside. Unless the owner suffers a fatal crisis, it will confine itself and be undetected by outsiders.

"Huh? How could it be so fast? This is not scientific!"

Seeing that the inner armor in Yang Fan’s hand was automatically attached to Yang Fan’s body, he had been expecting that Yang Fan would be struck by the imprint of his Lao Tzu’s soul. Peng Sanjiang instantly opened his eyes and looked blank. Believe it.

"What about my father’s imprint of the soul? But how could the pinnacle demon emperor personally lay the imprint of the immortal soul, how could it be wiped out by this human race so quickly?"

"This is impossible! This human race is not even a king-level, even if he temporarily has the power of the king through the power of the rune, but now he is facing the spirit attack of the peak of the emperor level, how can he bear it? Live?"

Peng Sanjiang feels mad.

Why are many common-sense things, once placed on the human doctor in front of you, especially not applicable?

Until now, Peng Sanjiang has not yet figured out how Yang Fan avoided the attacks and explorations of his Laozi's previous consciousness avatar.

There are also reasons why the imperial-level will barriers distributed in its consciousness of the sea and the whole body will not work for Yang Fan.

And now, even the immortal mark of the pinnacle demon emperor can't cause any harm to him, and even let him easily wipe it off in a matter of minutes!

How is this guy doing it? Isn’t he just sent by the gods to target him?

Peng Sanjiang collapsed and wanted to die.

Before that, it never thought that one day, it would become a beast and a puppet in the hands of the human race.

The damned detention of the gods not only forced it to humiliate the **** human race in front of him, it even made it dared not to rise up to the point of committing suicide, it was too suffocating!

Yang Fan reached out and touched the close-fitting vest worn inside. His expression was extremely comfortable and his mood was very beautiful.

This is the feeling of security.

This trip didn't come in vain, and this small soldier vest is already worthwhile.

Yang Fan glanced down at Peng Sanjiang who was still lying on the ground and did not get up. He asked softly, "Tell me, how many human races have you eaten in these years."

Yang Fan did not ask if it had eaten the human race, but directly asked how much it had passed.

Because Peng Sanjiang was detained in Yangfan's soul in the sea, Yang Fan has already felt countless human resentments, and has also sensed more than one picture of Peng Sanjiang devouring human flesh.

In order to eat fresh, there are a lot of them, which are swallowed raw, and the blood is overflowing.

"I can’t remember the words back to my master, but it should not be lower than 10,000."

Peng Sanjiang shuddered, but still responded obediently:

"Since I have practiced and stepped into the level of the demon general, almost every day, there will be three clan blood foods for me to enjoy for me."

"It is precisely because I have devoured so many human foods that I can directly upgrade the cultivation base to the level 7 monster king realm in just 13 years, which is only one step away from the beast king."

Ten thousand people? !

Yang Fan's heart shivered.

He already knew that the human race that Peng Sanjiang had devoured would not be a decimal. Originally, he thought that there could be hundreds or thousands of them should be considered the limit.

However, he still underestimated the cruelty of these demon clan, and he never expected that only a demon beast of Peng Sanjiang, who had devoured it, had as many as 10,000!

No no no!

According to Peng Sanjiang's words, it has been using the blood and flesh of the human race as a medicine for continuous improvement for 13 years. According to the three human races per day, the 13 years will be at least 14200 The rest!

What's so special!

It's just a beast!

Yang Fan's fists clenched, his eyes were instantly congested and flushed, the blood in his body was boiling and burning, and the murderous intention in his chest could no longer be suppressed, rushing to the sky.

"You really are, **** it!!"

Pap!

Yang Fan directly squeezed the source of the soul that stayed in his soul and the sea. Such garbage, he didn't want it to stay in his sea of ​​knowledge for a moment.

As soon as I thought of the more than 14,200 compatriots of the human race, all of them were lost in the mouth of this Dapeng bird, Yang Fan's heart and soul was a burst of pain~IndoMTL.com~He was going to get it Die this big bird!

Now!

Immediately!

Can't stop for a moment!

Not only to kill, but also to shatter tens of thousands of corpses, make its head into a specimen, and send it back to Fengming Mountain where the Kunpeng tribe is located, in order to commemorate those who were swallowed and chewed by it, and died. Compatriots above its beast mouth!

Even if it will attract strong revenge from the Kunpeng family, Yang Fan will not hesitate, otherwise it will inevitably become a heart disease in his heart, and don’t want to sleep well again in the future.

"Not only this Kunpeng, but all monsters in this world, all **** it!"

Yang Fan was deeply stimulated, and the people who were constantly struggling and screaming in the mouth of the beast were still escaping in the end, but they were still unable to escape. Firmly affirmed his determination and ideal to destroy the world's demon clan.