Super Field Energy Controller

Yang Fan held the pipe in his left hand and gently stroked it with his right hand. The golden rope was immediately untied and fell into his hand.

However, before the woman could show her joy, a piece of Samadhi True Fire rushed over and devoured her.

This beautiful woman, whose cultivation had reached the late stage of the Spiritualization, turned into a pool of ashes before she could even scream.

Elder Mi, who was standing by, was trembling with fear.

The other party knew their origins and identities, but dared to kill the saint. If they were not desperate criminals, they must be very powerful and not inferior to the Wuji Immortal Sect.

In fact, even Jian Xinyi and the other two were frightened by Yang Fan. They didn't expect that he didn't ask a word, and didn't even look at the saint who was as beautiful as a fairy. He killed her directly with a cigarette in his mouth.

Although they had seen Yang Fan's decisive side in the live broadcast of the battle against the Gong family, it was not as shocking as this moment.

They could all feel the casualness of Yang Fan's attack. He wiped out lives like brushing off a bit of dust, cold and indifferent.

Of course, there was a reason for killing. The first time Yang Fan saw this saint, he saw the vast karma entanglement from her dark purple biological field. He confirmed that the number of lives directly or indirectly killed by her was dozens of times more than that of Yu Juechen, the leader of Li Xian Sect who served the Hades Palace.

Why not kill such a person?

"I heard that you are proficient in formation?" Yang Fan's eyes were indifferent. He said to Elder Mi, who was pale on the opposite side: "I will give you three days to organize what you have learned into a book, and then answer a question for me. I will give you a quick death."

Elder Mi trembled, his eyes were full of despair, and finally said in a hoarse voice: "There are organized volumes in my space ring."

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He knew that Yang Fan was not threatening him, and he also knew that there were many ways in the world that could make people want to live but not die, and he knew no less than five of them. Rather than being tortured, it would be better to die.

Tang Anya immediately handed a space ring to Yang Fan.

It was not that she didn't want to open it, but this space ring had a special restriction. If it was forcibly broken without being proficient in breaking the restriction, it would probably trigger the restriction and destroy everything inside.

Yang Fan took the ring and gently touched the ring surface with his fingertips. The next moment, three books appeared in his hand. Each page was carefully made of the skin of the Jindan period demon clan, with a faint Jindan breath remaining, and it was not invulnerable to water and fire, and could not be damaged by lightning.

Yang Fan frowned slightly. From these three books, he could see the status of the demon clan in the spirit world.

The three little guys, including the house snake, had been wandering in the spirit world for a thousand years. Even he was not sure whether some of them had become the materials for the books in the hands of a cultivator.

Only when they reach the spirit world and use the "Eight Fingers of Heaven Calculation" to calculate the entire spirit world can their life and death be confirmed.

Elder Mi's eyes almost popped out when he saw the book in Yang Fan's hand.

You know, as a high-level elder of the Wuji Xianzong, the restrictions on the space ring were set by the Supreme Elder of the Tianxian Realm himself, and no ordinary cultivator should be able to break it.

And now, Yang Fan broke the restrictions and took out the book inside in just a moment, which made him feel shocked and chilled.

This time, what kind of enemy did the Wuji Xianzong encounter?

Since joining the Wuji Xianzong, Elder Mi has been worried about the future of the sect for the first time in his life.

Yang Fan casually flipped through the three books, turned a few pages and shook his head slightly. With this level, dare to call yourself a master of formation?