Gou in the world of comprehension

Chapter 1441 Are you fucking messing with us?

"A ninth-tier blood zombie... that's actually a ninth-tier blood zombie..."

"Which demonic sect does this guy belong to? He's far too ferocious..."

"This is the first time in my life I've ever thought that a demonic cultivator could be this handsome..."

"If I could have a ninth-tier blood zombie, I'd be laughing in my sleep..."

"Idiot, with your meager abilities you think you can control a ninth-tier blood zombie? You'd have been torn to shreds and eaten as snacks long ago..."

When they saw Su Fan single-handedly defeat several ninth-tier beasts, the supporting cultivators from various planes on the defensive line erupted in deafening cheers.

Especially when the ninth-tier blood zombie tore the ninth-tier flying beast to pieces, the entire defensive line completely erupted into chaos.

Although the ninth-tier blood zombie's appearance was ferocious and frightening, the scene of it tearing apart the alien beast was absolutely stunning.

At this moment, Zhu Ran, Jiang Xuan, and the others who were hovering above the base also cheered loudly as if they were going crazy.

"Which sect does this deity belong to? I've never heard of him before..."

"He seemed to have just left the base. Could he be one of our 'Guangfa Dao Sect' senior uncles...?"

"Impossible! This deity is clearly a demonic cultivator, while we are a celestial sect..."

"So what if it's a Celestial Sect? It's just a different lineage. Besides, this Divine Venerable is a body cultivator. Our 'Guangfa Dao Sect' has a lineage of body cultivators..."

At this moment, no one could connect this god who had turned the tide with Su Fan, who had just been mingling in the crowd.

Zhu Ran, who noticed Su Fan's disappearance, glanced around instinctively for a moment, but was quickly drawn back to the thrilling scene on the battlefield.

Only now does Martial Aunt Hongling realize that the imposing figure on the battlefield is Su Fan.

At this moment, she couldn't help but smile bitterly to herself; this guy's strength was too formidable.

Martial Aunt Hongling couldn't help but feel fortunate that she had been relatively polite to that guy since she arrived at this base.

If we really offend this guy, things will get complicated later.

No, we must win Su Fan over to our family. He has a good relationship with Senior Brother Haoran. If we let him win this kid over, we'll be at a disadvantage.

Now, as the great battle between "New Guangtian" and "Shanhai Jieyu" rages on, it is the perfect time for our family's forces to make their mark.

If we can win him over, it will inevitably allow our family's faction to completely overwhelm the other factions within the sect.

After all, during the great war, the various factions within the sect were vying for battle achievements and merits.

The more Aunt Hongling thought about it, the more excited she became, but she also knew that this kid was no ordinary person.

Although she always behaves properly when she sees me, she can't hide the unruly spirit in her bones.

With his extraordinary strength, ordinary cultivation resources and spirit jade would probably not be able to sway him at all.

As for the marriage alliances commonly used by families within the sect, they may not be feasible.

For some reason, from the first time she saw this kid, Aunt Hongling sensed an extraordinary aura in his eyes.

For some reason, from the very first moment she saw this young man, she sensed an extraordinary aura emanating from his eyes.

It's the aura of a strong person who has experienced countless fierce battles and major wars, and walked the line between life and death countless times.

This is something that ordinary cultivators cannot possess. Martial Aunt Hongling has lived for over ten thousand years, and throughout the entire "New Guangtian," there are only a handful of people who possess this kind of powerful aura.

At the time, Martial Aunt Hongling thought she was seeing things, so she didn't take this kid too seriously.

After all, Su Fan was only a late-stage Void Refinement Realm cultivator; how could he possibly possess such an aura?

But when she saw Su Fan kill the ninth-tier alien beast as easily as cutting melons and vegetables today, Martial Aunt Hong Ling realized that she had not misjudged him back then.

"Aww...aoww..."

At that moment, heart-wrenching, shrill screams echoed from afar.

Immediately afterwards, dozens of massive ninth-tier beasts roared and charged towards Su Fan.

They completely ignored the endless stream of low-level beasts ahead, trampling them into a bloody pulp wherever they went.

Su Fan's enormous demonic body, over a thousand feet tall, stood at the forefront of the defensive line, its dense tentacles fluttering in the wind like banners of death.

He tilted his head slightly, the crimson light dancing in his eyes seeming capable of scorching everything.

Facing the dozens of ninth-tier alien beasts charging towards him, Su Fan's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly raised a pair of thick, ferocious demonic arms.

The ground where dozens of ninth-tier beasts passed suddenly began to tremble violently, and countless black runes slithered through the soil like venomous snakes.

Accompanied by a tooth-grinding sound of bones grinding together, a giant earth troll hundreds of feet tall burst forth from the ground.

Its body was wrapped in dark green rotting flesh, and eerie green flames flickered in its empty eye sockets. Wherever the black mist spewed from its gaping maw passed, the grass and trees instantly turned into withered bones.

"Rumble..."

The moment the Impure Earth Troll was formed, it instantly self-destructed, unleashing a deafening and earth-shattering roar.

The sound was like a mighty, ancient tide, colliding with overwhelming force.

Ultimately, they converged into a colossal, sky-covering wave, surging recklessly in all directions with terrifying force.

The terrifying sound waves, like a raging storm carrying sand and gravel, sliced ​​through the air like blades, wiping out countless strange beasts within a radius of a hundred miles.

Wherever they went, the fur of the strange beasts was torn to shreds, and the mournful screams and the sound of metal cutting through the air intertwined to form a symphony of death. The front line of the battlefield was like an endless sea of ​​blood.

The monsters caught in the hurricane tumbled and howled in the air, their scales and flesh peeling off and being torn apart like dead leaves.

Dozens of ninth-tier beasts, each hundreds of feet tall, were instantly sent flying in all directions by the earth-shattering explosion.

The terrifying roar of the explosion transformed into a tangible wave, causing even the human cultivators on the defensive line to experience ear pain, their nasal passages to be filled with the metallic, bloody stench, and their stomachs to churn.

They clutched their violently pounding hearts, their throats tightening as if an invisible hand were choking them, forcing them to swallow the overwhelming shock.

The spiritual energy shield at the forefront of the defense line also began to vibrate violently, as if it were about to collapse and explode at any moment.

"Boom...bang..."

Dozens of enormous ninth-tier beasts crashed heavily to the ground, crushing countless low-tier beasts to death.

Although the self-destruction of the Edo Tentacles did not cause them much damage, the dense Edo Tentacle mud spots on their bodies caused them a great deal of trouble.

In just a short while, their entire bodies were riddled with holes from the corrupting influence of the Netherworld Soil.

Moreover, once this vicious Netherworld Soil corrodes the skin of these ninth-tier beasts, it's like a maggot clinging to their bones, frantically invading their bodies and corroding their muscles and internal organs.

Seeing dozens of ninth-tier beasts desperately trying to expel the Netherworld filth from their bodies, Su Fan wanted to slap himself.

I'm just a pig.

Su Fan realized he had fallen into a misconception, because his supernatural abilities also fell under the category of spiritual magic and Taoist arts.

These supernatural abilities would grant the beasts of the "Mountain and Sea Realm" a formidable immunity. But it wasn't until now that he realized what was happening.

Leaving aside the other supernatural abilities, the Impure Earth Tide and Impure Earth Troll are not spiritual arts or techniques of the human race's Taoist sects.

The two supernatural abilities, Impure Earth Tide and Impure Earth Troll, are products of the Netherworld and do not belong to the category of human Taoist sects at all.

What the hell...

If he had known, why would he have bothered fighting these beasts hand-to-hand? He could have just used a Netherworld Domain to cover them up and that would have been the end of it.

Thinking of this, Su Fan's eyes narrowed, and he spread out his two thick demonic arms, then suddenly raised them.

"Rumble..."

With a deafening roar, a sinister aura of the underworld swept across the sky like a black tide, turning everything within a thousand miles in a dark hue.

In the Netherworld, a blood moon hung high in the sky, and mournful wails of ghosts and wolves seeped from the depths of the void. The earth cracked open with countless scarlet craters, from which billowing black smoke surged forth, and wherever it went, space collapsed inch by inch.

"Boom..."

The dark, gloomy flames that blotted out the sky crashed down, as if the end of the world had arrived.

At the same time, the pitch-black "Filthy Earth Tide" surged violently within a radius of a thousand miles, transforming into towering waves of earth tens of feet high, rolling towards the boundless and endless alien beasts on the opposite side.

The endless roars of terror from the strange beasts were drowned out by the sea of ​​fire and mud. In this realm of the underworld, their resistance seemed so pale and powerless, like a candle flame in a storm, ready to be extinguished at any moment.

The dozens of ninth-tier beasts that had just rushed over were also enveloped by Su Fan's Netherworld Domain. Despite their desperate attempts to escape, they were unable to flee this hellish land.

"Aww...aoww..."

At this moment, hundreds of ninth-tier beasts hidden in the distance let out a series of shrill roars.

Before the eerie, ghostly aura swept over them, they all turned and fled the place, thus escaping a calamity.

In just a short while, the seemingly endless array of strange beasts that had once lined up in front of the defensive line had vanished without a trace.

Meanwhile, the dozens of ninth-tier beasts shrouded in the Netherworld Domain were still struggling and fighting back frantically.

But the malevolent Netherworld Fire and the Netherworld Soil alone are enough to keep them busy.

Moreover, they also had to face Su Fan's ferocious attacks. The dozens of ninth-tier beasts could not even last a quarter of an hour before Su Fan killed them all.

As the black, surging Netherworld domain dissipated, the entire battlefield was once again bathed in sunlight, and the clear sky was cloudless.

The battlefield was filled with the stench of blood; rivers of blood flowed on the ground, and severed limbs were scattered everywhere.

At this moment, the entire defensive line was completely silent, as if time had frozen.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded at what they were seeing.

Are you fucking messing with us?

The entire base had over 100,000 cultivators who came from various planes to provide support, and it took several months just to build this defensive line.

More than a hundred powerful figures at the Integration Realm guarded this line of defense day and night, as if facing a formidable enemy.

You came in and wiped out an endless number of alien beasts, including hundreds of ninth-tier alien beasts, with overwhelming force.

How can we, the more than 100,000 cultivators, bear this?

Su Fan had no time to care what others thought; he just didn't want the base to fall and lose this place where he could stay comfortably.

"Kid, with so many readily available materials, hurry up and start the blood sacrifice..."

At this moment, Su Fan received a thought from the powerful figure from the upper realm of the Witch Clan.

"Senior...they're surrounded by disciples of immortal sects, wouldn't it be bad if they saw us..."

What are you thinking? You just say blood sacrifice and then you decide to do it?

If I don't get anything out of it, why should I let you, an old man, take advantage of me?

"Stop talking nonsense, kid. Tell me, what are your conditions..."

Next, the two began to negotiate using their minds, pulling each other back and forth for quite a while before Su Fan was satisfied.

"boom……"

As a crimson pillar of blood descended from the sky, dense crimson witch runes appeared all over Su Fan's body.

Immediately afterwards, a blood-red array spanning a hundred miles formed around him.

"Rumble..."

A blood-red, raging hurricane began to rise and spread outwards, forming a blood-red storm centered on Su Fan.

The entire world changed color, with sand and stones flying everywhere.

A terrifying blood-red storm raged wildly, turning the entire world a crimson hue.

"Is he performing a blood sacrifice? Isn't that an evil method...?"

"Who says blood sacrifice is an evil practice? Don't the Demonic Sect's Blood Path also frequently use blood sacrifices..."

"This is not an evil method, nor is it the blood sacrifice of the Demonic Sect's Blood Path, but rather the 'Blood Shadow Divine Descent Formation' of the Witch Sect..."

"I personally witnessed the 'Blood Shadow Divine Descent Array' of the Witch Clan back then. To activate such a Witch Clan array, one must possess a massive altar and a divine tower. Do you see the altar and the divine tower...?"

"So what lineage does he cultivate? Is it the Dao of the Body, the Dao of Demons, the Dao of Evil, or the Dao of Witchcraft...?"

Seeing Su Fan launch the blood sacrifice so brazenly in front of everyone, the cultivators on the defensive line began to discuss among themselves.

Not only them, but even Martial Aunt Hongling's expression turned ugly.

This kid doesn't even care about the consequences. So many people are watching. He could have waited until tonight to perform the blood sacrifice.

“Senior Brother Hongling, your Guangfa Dao Sect is outrageous! You actually accepted a heretical cultivator as a disciple…”

"This brat actually dared to launch such a large-scale blood sacrifice in front of us old guys..."

"He's so arrogant! He's clearly not taking us seriously..."

Faced with the accusations from a group of powerful cultivators at the Integration Realm, Martial Aunt Hongling didn't take them seriously at all.

I offered a few perfunctory explanations, and then I couldn't be bothered to pay them any more attention.

If you don't like this kid, then go and stop him! What the hell are you all babbling at me for?

Martial Aunt Hongling knew very well that these old guys only dared to say a few words in front of her, and they definitely wouldn't dare to utter a fart in front of that kid.

Martial Aunt Hongling saw it clearly just now; that was the most vicious Netherworld Domain.

Even a Nascent Soul cultivator like her, once enveloped in the Netherworld Domain, would be devoured without leaving a trace of her bones.

(End of this chapter)