The third-generation Demon Emperor looked at his master, his eyes flickering. He could not see the change in his master's expression at all. It was as if what happened yesterday had never happened, and his master had never killed that person.
Mo Fan walked forward.
The third generation Demon Emperor followed behind Mo Fan.
In front, there is an open space surrounded by many monks.
These monks¡¯ eyes flickered, their heads lowered, and they looked down.
? Below, lies a cold corpse.
It was the old man.
The old man died in a miserable state, with countless blood holes on his body.
He was exuding an aura of horror.
wisps of air are rising into the void.
"This is the energy of calamity!"
A monk raised his head, looked at the scene in front of him, and said.
¡°Measure the calamity of energy?¡± Mo Fan was slightly startled when he heard this.
"Well, Master, even after the death of the Tribulation Saint, the energy remaining in the body will be given back to the world!"
"There is a saying that the heaven and earth created Saint Liangjie, and Saint Liangjie gave back to the world!" The third-generation Demon Emperor, who was carrying the magic sword, looked at his master Mo Fan beside him and said respectfully.
¡°So that¡¯s what it looks like!¡±
Mo Fan nodded and said.
He lowered his head and looked at the cold corpse below, his eyes twinkling.
"Um?"
At this moment, the air flow emanating from the corpse suddenly rose up, and then, these wisps of air flow quickly moved towards Mo Fan's body.
not far away.
Holy Master Xu came towards this side. When he saw this scene, his eyes widened and he looked at the senior with a horrified expression.
The wisps of calamity energy are quickly heading towards Mo Fan's body.
This made him feel incredible!
Extremely surprised!
Shocking!
"Senior, this method is too terrifying!"
He sighed and said.
Those wisps of calamity energy are constantly entangled in Mo Fan's body.
Being absorbed by Mo Fan one by one.
"Heaven and earth, Master's body is equivalent to heaven and earth!"
The third-generation Demon Emperor, who was carrying the Demon Sword on his back, raised his head, his expression became extremely horrified, and he looked at Mo Fan, his mind trembling non-stop at this moment.
"What? What's going on?" Mo Fan's eyes widened when he saw this scene, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Dad, how do you feel?" Not far away, a beautiful figure came towards this side, and this person was Hai'er.
Haier looked at his father, blinked and asked.
¡°I feel nothing!¡±
Mo Fan said.
He thought his cultivation would improve!
But I don¡¯t feel anything at all!
My physique is too special!
It¡¯s so useless!
He was extremely speechless about this!
"Why!"
"What a garbage physique!"
Mo Fan sighed and said.
As soon as these words came out, the corners of the eyes of the monks around him twitched at this moment.
This senior really loves to joke!
Not far away, Holy Lord Xu, who was slowly walking towards this side, also had his eyes twitching at this moment, and sighed in his heart.
"Um?"
"Disciple, what's going on with you? Can you absorb this ray of calamity energy?" At this moment, not far away, a figure came towards this side.
This is an old man, apparently Mo Fan¡¯s master, Yang Qian.
At this moment, Yang Qian looked at his disciple in surprise, as if he was meeting his disciple for the first time.
"Yes! I'm curious too, but it doesn't seem to have any effect on me!"
Mo Fan said.
"Could it be that you have an innate calamity body?"
As soon as these words came out, Mo Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, he looked at Master Yang Qian and asked: "What kind of physique is this? Is it awesome?"
"A monk with such a physique can absorb the energy of calamity!" Yang Qian touched his snow-white goatee and said slowly to Mo Fan.
"Then?" Mo Fan asked.
"That's all!"
Yang Qian said.
"Isn't it useless to absorb the calamity energy?" Mo Fan looked at Yang Qian and asked.
"I don't know the specific function. You have the Innate Tribulation Immortal Body, so you should know it!" Yang Qian looked at Mo Fan with a strange expression.
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Mo Fan¡¯s eyes twitched, and then he said: ¡°Master, I don¡¯t feel anything at all!¡±
He smiled bitterly.
"No way?"
Yang Qian widened his eyes and said: "I have only heard about this innate calamity-measuring immortal body. I really don't know what its specific function is. After all, I have never possessed the innate calamity-measuring immortal body. Moreover, this It is extremely rare to have an innate tribulation immortal body!"
"You can observe and observe these days!" Yang Qian looked at Mo Fan and said seriously.
Mo Fan¡¯s eyes flickered and he said: ¡°Okay then!¡±
Hearing the conversation between the two, the eyes of Holy Master Xu, the Third Demon Emperor and other monks twitched.
¡°Senior, you are really good at pretending. You are pretending to be cute again!
¡°It seems that my master has already fallen in love with this feeling and can¡¯t help himself!¡± Not far away, Erha ran over. Seeing this scene, the dog¡¯s tail on his butt kept wagging.
"Junior brother, is it because you don't drink enough?" At this time, the slim white fairy came slowly, looked at the young brother, and asked.
"Maybe!"
Hearing this, Mo Fan¡¯s eyes suddenly lit up, as bright as stars.
"Then you have to absorb the energy of calamity!"
"That's right, this corpse doesn't have much calamity energy!" Mo Fan said. In fact, the amount of calamity energy he absorbed just now was not very large.
Maybe it¡¯s because I didn¡¯t absorb enough, so I didn¡¯t notice any changes in my body.
When Holy Master Xu heard this, his eyes flashed.
hint!
No!
This is no longer a hint, but an explicit statement!
The meaning of the senior is very simple and direct, let them kill more calamity saints.
The amount of calamity energy contained in each calamity saint's body is different, some are more, some are less.
How much depends on the strength of the calamity saint.
To be precise, the stronger the calamity saint is, the greater the amount of calamity energy contained in his body.
It¡¯s that simple.
However, the calamity saints are definitely rare in the entire chaotic world. They are rare.
After all, there are too few monks who have cultivated to this point, and it is very difficult to kill these monks!
"Go back, everyone go back!" Holy Master Xu said, waving his hand to signal the other monks to leave.
At this moment.
In a huge palace.
Several monks are located here.
These people are the third-generation Demon Emperor, the Sword Spirit Ancestor, Li Yujian, Xiao Hei, Holy Master Xu, Erha, and Bomei!
¡°Senior¡¯s meaning could not be clearer!¡±
The third-generation Demon Emperor, who was carrying the Demon Sword on his back, looked at the monks around him and spoke slowly to these people.
"yes!"
Xiao Hei, who was wearing a black robe, nodded slightly and said.
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