At the center of the Wang Family Village.
Mao Mountain's Third Elder led the crowd and slowly approached.
In the center, apart from a large number of evil ghosts dancing wildly and wailing, there was also a large amount of black fog that was wrapped in rolling Yin energy.
It looked a little blurry from afar.
There were even many places that could not be seen clearly.
He had to get close to this place to be able to see it completely.
…………
At the same time.
In the darkness, a pair of cold eyes appeared and stared at the people of Mao Mountain quietly.
"Hehehe! The stinky Taoist priest of Mao Mountain has come in. All of you will die and become my blood sacrifice.”
The owner of those eyes laughed strangely, but only he could hear it.
Then, the pair of eyes disappeared into the darkness again.
Chen Fan stopped in his tracks. He felt that someone was watching him in the dark.
"Martial Nephew."
The Third Elder of Mao Mountain shouted when he saw Chen Fan standing still.
Chen Fan stopped thinking about it.
He followed the Third Elder.
When they arrived at the deepest part of the village, at the center, they almost vomited when they saw the scene in front of them.
There were corpses everywhere in front of him, but these corpses were being eaten by evil ghosts.
These evil ghosts chewed on the corpses as if they were chewing beef.
However, this was only a small area in the center.
" These ghosts…"
When Wang Changshun saw this scene, he felt that his blood essence was about to surge into the top of his head. He was so angry that his body was trembling.
The anger in his body overcame the fear. He wanted to kill these evil ghosts on the spot.
They were all villagers. They would not be able to live in peace after their deaths.
"Bastard, you're courting death!"
A sharp sword light cut through the void. This sword qi was extremely sharp and indestructible.
While everyone was still in a daze, an evil spirit had already been cut into two.
The other evil spirits were alarmed. Three evil spirits put down their bloody arms and looked at Chen Fan fiercely.
Chen Fan stood where he was without fear.
The Third Elder of Mao Mountain was dumbfounded. His old face could not help but tremble.
Chen Fan was too powerful. The ghost was a real evil spirit with a strong aura.
He was actually killed with a single sword strike. Such strength was probably at least at the seventh level of Qi Refinement realm.
In the world of cultivators, if one did not take the initiative to display their full strength after reaching the Qi Refinement realm, others would not be able to see through them.
However, Chen Fan's attack was no weaker than a Qi Cultivating Stage Level Seven.
"Martial Nephew, retreat!"
The Third Elder of Mao Mountain saw the other ghosts coming at Chen Fan and offered to help him.
However, it was too late. Chen Fan appeared again, and the Taishang Sword Will burst out. Chen Fang's body emitted a sharp Sword Qi.
The sword Qi whistled in the air and reached twice the speed of sound. It tore through the air and slashed at the three evil ghosts at the same time.
These evil ghosts exploded one after another, turning into black fog and dissipating in the air.
The surroundings were silent, and all the disciples were stunned.
After a few dozen breaths of silence, the silence was finally broken.
"Eldest Senior Brother's strength is truly unfathomable!”
"Eldest Senior Brother is too strong. His sword intent is invincible!”
"Killing evil spirits is like slaughtering dogs. As expected of Eldest Senior Brother!”
"One sword to kill an evil ghost, and another one to kill three evil ghosts. What level is Eldest Senior Brother's strength at? Could it be the tenth level of Qi Refinement?”
"I'm not sure. In any case, in front of Eldest Senior Brother, I definitely won't even have the chance to attack!”
“…………………”
A series of shocked and almost deformed voices sounded, filled with disbelief.
Everyone recovered from the shock and praised Chen Fan.
Lin Fengjiao, Zheng Zibu, and the others gasped.
Chen Fan hadn't contacted them since he went into seclusion a few years ago. They didn't expect him to be so powerful.
They had thought that they wouldn't be too far behind Chen Fan if they focused on cultivation.
Now that he thought about it, it was ridiculous. The gap between them had been widened, and it was impossible for them to catch up with Chen Fan's cultivation.
They couldn't see Chen Fan's back anymore.
Shi Jian clenched his fists. Compared to the shock of the others, he was more unwilling.
His body even flashed with lightning, causing the others to take a few steps back, not daring to approach Shi Jian.
"Why is the gap between him and me still so big?!”Shi Jian murmured to himself.
He was too unwilling.
As a lightning element spirit body, he should have been able to soar into the sky and become the eldest senior brother of Mao Mountain. However, he was now the second for ten thousand years.
" No…It must be the Pure Yang Sword Body that allowed him to cultivate so quickly that he surpassed me. However, it's hard to say who's who in a battle of the same realm!”
Shi Jian comforted himself.
Chen Fan was smiling.
The system notification sounded in his body.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for killing four evil spirits. You have been rewarded with 600 merit points.
After such a long time, he had obtained merit points from slaying demons and could exchange for good things in the Merits Mall again.
It could be said that he had gained a lot.
The Third Elder of Mao Mountain only came back to his senses when he heard the exclamations of the surrounding disciples.
He couldn't confirm Chen Fan's cultivation level anymore. A genius like Chen Fan couldn't be judged by common sense.
His true combat strength had definitely reached the ninth level of Qi Refinement. He recalled that when he was sixteen years old, he seemed to have barely broken through to Qi Refinement. He immediately felt a sense of defeat.
He felt that compared to such a genius, he was a piece of trash.
However, as an elder of Mao Mountain, he quickly adjusted his mentality. After all, he was a disciple of Mao Mountain. In the future, when he went down the mountain to train independently, the people of the south would shock the entire Dao Sect.
At that time, the other sects would be the ones to suffer a heavy blow.
Thinking of this, the third elder of Mao Mountain smiled.
The sword Qi killed the four evil spirits and dispersed the darkness here, leaving an empty space.
It should have been a good thing, but the fluctuations here had alarmed the other ghosts. The surrounding fiendish qi had become violent, and gusts of wind came, making this place extremely cold.
The entire village seemed to have come alive. Evil ghosts gathered in this direction.
More importantly, the color of the sky changed drastically. Rolling dark clouds pressed down on them. They were extremely thick and heavy. One after another, they covered all the light in the sky, leaving everyone with endless darkness.
"Be careful!"
A large amount of Dharmic powers surged out of the Mao Mountain Third Elder's body, forming a shield to block the Yin Qi that was mixed with the black fog and blew towards everyone.
The other disciples of Mao Mountain also thought that the evil spirit was not as scary as they had thought after seeing Chen Fan kill it.
Dharmic powers also lit up on their bodies to resist the invasion of the black fog.
Furthermore, he protected Wang Changshun in the center.
This was just an ordinary villager. If they did not protect him, he would die here soon.
Everyone was on high alert as they drew their weapons.
There were also people who chanted incantations and took out talismans, such as ice talismans, fire talismans, lightning talismans, etc., ready to explode with power at any time.
The disciples of Mao Mountain were ready for battle.
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