Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1201 Is It Okay This Time?
Su Fan stood alone on the ruins of a collapsed building in "Qionghua City", his posture upright but exuding a solemn and murderous aura.

He put his hands behind his back and looked around grimly at the city in front of him that looked like the end of the world.

At this moment, "Qionghua City" is like a dead city shrouded in evil, with densely packed ghost soldiers and generals wandering around the city.

They exude a cold and gloomy energy, making the entire city seem as if it is shrouded in a thick haze. The eerie air blows in the face, and every inch of the air seems to be frozen, and the chill penetrates into the bone marrow.

Ghostly smoke filled the air, like thick ink surging through the streets and alleys of the city, and the cold air spread everywhere like invisible tentacles.

If an uninformed person takes a glance at this place, he would definitely think that this is the legendary gloomy and terrifying Senluo Hell.

In the distance, the sound of fierce fighting could be heard from time to time. It was the last struggle of the celestial monks who had survived the city by chance.

But their resistance was doomed to be in vain.

I saw Yaksha driving a large number of high-level zombies and skeleton kings, rushing towards the celestial monks like a surging black tide.

Although among these celestial cultivators who had managed to survive, there were many masters at the Spirit Transformation Realm and the Void Refining Realm.

But they first experienced the test of life and death in the self-explosion of the Filthy Earth Troll, and were repeatedly devastated by the horrific aftermath of the battle between Su Fan and the old monster of the Celestial Clan in the fusion realm.

Now almost none of them are intact. Most of them are seriously injured and dying. Some even have only a faint breath left and may die at any time.

Sister Zhen is still busy with the job she is best at, commanding countless ghost soldiers and generals under her to dig deep into the city and plunder all kinds of spoils.

Her eyes sparkled with greed, and she did not miss any corner where treasure might be hidden.

Li Chongxiu stood quietly behind Sister Zhen as his deputy, always paying attention to the surrounding situation, checking for omissions and filling in the gaps for Sister Zhen to ensure that the search operation was foolproof.

Yaksha shuttled around the city, commanding his army of ghost soldiers to collect the souls of the Celestials. At the same time, he picked up the corpses of the Celestial monks in the city one by one and carried them to the square in the city.

Together with the corpses that Su Fan collected from other small and medium-sized towns, the corpses in the square are now piled up like a mountain of horror made of death.

Yaksha had already completed his mission and was now waiting for Sister Zhen boredly.

After all, such a huge fiefdom main city has a population of over one million, and the Celestial Clan is known for its wealth.

In addition, Sister Zhen is a complete money-grubber, so this job of squeezing the land will naturally not end so quickly.

It has to be admitted that the wealth of the Celestials is reflected in all aspects.

They have extremely rich reserves of spiritual crystals, spiritual jade, elixirs, spiritual herbs, talismans, magical weapons, instrument-making materials and other cultivation supplies.

Not only that, the aesthetic taste of the Celestials prefers luxury, and the spirit of comparison is prevalent. Even an ordinary teacup may be made of extremely rare and top-grade materials.

This luxurious style is also fully reflected in the architectural style, decoration style, etc.

Fortunately, Sister Zhen has many evil soldiers and generals under her command, and they are all her confidants who have followed her for many years, so the efficiency of looting is quite high.

Su Fan was not in a hurry. After all, the area within a radius of nearly a thousand miles was firmly covered by his domain.

Once you are trapped in this domain, let alone escape, even sending a message to the outside is impossible. This place is like a desperate place isolated from the world.

Time passed slowly, and after nearly two hours, Su Fan's brows slightly frowned, and a trace of impatience quietly grew in his heart. "Sister Zhen, that's enough..."

Sister Zhen noticed her master's mood change. Although she was reluctant, she had no choice but to withdraw her troops. Then she returned to Su Fan with Li Chongxiu.

Su Fan glared at Sister Zhen fiercely, then waved at them.

"You guys go back..."

After Yaksha, Sister Zhen and others all entered the secret realm, Su Fan's gaze turned to the small hill in the square that was made up of the corpses of the Celestials.

The northeastern part of "Shuiyuetian" is poor in resources. Even the largest fiefdom's main city has only a population of over a million, and nearly 30% of them are rapists and slaves.

Although Su Fan had cleared out nearly a hundred small and medium-sized fiefdom main cities around "Qionghua City" in just a few days, he still failed to gather two million celestial cultivators.

It doesn't matter if there are fewer people. We can go to other places to fight later. If we don't kill tens of thousands of Celestials, they won't feel any pain at all.

"Senior... let's begin..."

"Boy, you still owe me the corpses of two fusion realm monks, and you want to get rid of me with just these few people..."

What the hell...

The dissatisfied thoughts of the big boss from the upper realm of the Witch Clan came to Su Fan's mind, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart.

He took out two bloody corpses from the ring, one of which was the one he had just smashed into a pulp.

"Is it okay this time?"

As soon as Su Fan's thought came out, there was a loud "bang" and a red blood-red light beam fell from the sky, instantly covering the hill of corpses in the square.

In an instant, dense blood-colored witch patterns appeared all over Su Fan's body, and a blood-colored formation quickly formed within a radius of dozens of miles with him as the center.

A fierce wind suddenly aroused around him, gradually turning into a violent storm, spinning wildly around him.

Endless blood mist surged wildly around him, gradually condensing into an overwhelming blood-red storm. The incomparably terrifying aura spread wildly in the surroundings, and the fierce and violent momentum soared into the sky, as if brewing a tremendous force that could destroy the world.

The pile of Celestial corpses on the square, which was as high as a hill, slowly turned into strands of blood under the influence of this violent force. They were swept up from the ground by the fierce hurricane and then gathered towards the blood-colored witch formation with Su Fan as the center.

The boundless blood storm continued to spin wildly around Su Fan. After continuous purification by the "Blood Shadow Descending Array", the purest blood essence was swallowed up by the blood-colored light column.

Su Fan also took the opportunity to devour a lot of the blood and essence of the Celestials. After all, this was the purest essence that had been purified by a large formation.

Now he is alone, facing the entire Celestial Clan alone, and he must try his best to improve his strength in the shortest time possible.

The essence and blood of countless celestial beings were like a turbulent undercurrent, penetrating into Su Fan's skin, blood vessels, muscles, and finally into his bones, flowing along the blood vessels to his limbs, heart, brain, and even every nerve.

At this moment, the Yin Spirit in Su Fan's body transformed into a human form, and the seven halos of different colors surrounding him also began to spin violently.

The pure blood essence that merged into Su Fan's blood was like a huge wave, rushing wildly in his blood vessels.

(End of this chapter)