After two and a half years in the pot, the demon refining pot finally responded.

“Refining.”

In the room, Shan Po's body instantly turned into black salt crystals and dissipated, and the dense bloody handprints also disappeared.

The next moment, pictures flashed through Chen Bafang's mind.

Shan Po was originally a landlord's daughter in the county town of Liangzhou north of the mountains. She had a house and land at home, and lived a carefree life.

Unexpectedly, a group of bandits suddenly broke into Liangzhou County and robbed her, kidnapped her and sold her to the mountains.

The woman who suffered all the humiliation committed suicide with hatred. After her death, the resentment continued to dissipate and turned into a mountain woman, killing the men in the mountain village.

The queen of Shan Po turned into a demon was dissatisfied with her slow practice, and attacked villages everywhere to slaughter the mountain people and devoured flesh and blood to practice the magic. A few years later, she was discovered by a passing warrior. She was seriously injured and almost lost her soul. Finally, she escaped from death and escaped into the deep mountains.

Several years later, a mountain woman who was practicing in the mountains found an immature spiritual ginseng.

So he took the spiritual spring to cultivate spiritual ginseng, and waited for the spiritual ginseng to mature and swallowed the spiritual liquid, and practiced it into a demon to avenge the warriors.

Unexpectedly, after the ginseng matured, a group of tourists took the lead in climbing the mountain to pick the ginseng.

In anger, the mountain lady found the tourists and directly tore up a few people who picked ginseng and swallowed their flesh and blood.

Then, the mountain lady followed the square-faced man and came to this Taoist temple and met a handsome little Taoist priest...

The picture is frozen here.

Chen Bafang came to his senses and a pill the size of a fingernail appeared on his hand.

This is the reward for refining the mountain lady, the Rehmannia Pill.

The moment he got the pill, the information about Dihuang Pill appeared in Chen Bafang's mind.

The pill refined by the soul of Tushi Shan Po has the effect of easing bones and cutting off marrow, and can increase endurance in a small amount after taking it.

A look of surprise flashed in Chen Bafang's eyes, and he raised his head and swallowed the soybean-like elixir.

The medicinal power instantly dissolves and merges into the body with Yi Jing and marrow clearing.

He felt that the endurance really increased a little bit.

The whole body is full of energy.

At this moment, Chen Bafang heard a strange sound coming from the direction of the hall, and his heart suddenly became shaking.

There are more than one mountain lady who chased and killed the mountain guests.

There is another mountain lady in the Taoist temple.

In Shan Po’s memory, Chen Bafang felt an extremely strong resentment.

Shan Po is extremely hated.

When you meet a man, you want to tear them to pieces.

Men deserve to die.

Hearing the movement outside, Chen Bafang took his sword and walked out of the room and walked towards the main hall.

At this moment, the five square-faced men who were resting in the hall were already fighting with the mountain lady.

Shan Po is fierce.

These hiding tourists are not vegetarians either.

In addition to ginseng gatherings, hunting and fighting are also a good player.

Last time, so many people were killed because of the ambush in the mountains and siege.

This time, the Shanke was prepared for a long time, and one of the Shan Pos had been killed by Chen Bafang, so there was not a chance at all when the more was beaten to the less.

Tear-

A bloody rain poured down on his head.

The mountain lady was so fierce that she tore off a mountain guest, tear off a piece of flesh and blood and stuffed it into her mouth to chew it.

A numb sound came out.

"Old Wu!"

The big man with a square face had his eyes cracked, and he pulled his bow and arrow, aimed at the key point of the mountain lady and shot it out.

Arrows are like meteors.

A powerful force instantly penetrated Shan Po's body, nailing Him to the wall.

A hysterical scream rang out, Shan Po broke his bow and arrow, and a black shadow flashed, and attacked the square-faced man at an extremely fast speed.

Bang!

The square-faced man touched his chest and immediately spit out a mouthful of blood mixed with internal organ fragments.

One blow, serious injury.

"Don't get entangled with Him, shoot Him with an arrow!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A series of sharp arrows shot into Shan Po’s demon body, and thousands of arrows pierced the heart.

However, Shan Po was like a young hero who could not be beaten to death. The attack of the Shanke completely aroused his fierceness.

Outside the hall, there were lightning and thunder, and the wind and rain were mixed.

The mountain guest suddenly became dark before his eyes, and the mountain lady disappeared.

Then, a serene voice came to my ears.

I saw rows of terrifying bloody handprints appearing in front of the Shan Guest, as if an invisible monster was crawling towards them.

"Don't come here!"

A guest turned around and ran away with fear on his face.

Just as he turned around, a cold wind swept across his neck.

Then, the mountain guest's head was taken off by the mountain lady, her eyes widened and she could not die with her eyes open.

In the blink of an eye, the mountain guest next to the square-faced man was like a leek, and his life was harvested by the mountain woman and fell down one after another.

After devouring flesh and blood, Shan Po's strength increased greatly and became more and more terrifying.

The surviving Fangshanke was shaking all over, and his whole body was cold and his hands and feet were cold on the hot weather.

Can this world be better?

When will a man stand up?

"Brother, go quickly, I'll stop this monster."

As he said that, the square-faced man, the guest of the Shanxi Palace, rushed forward, roared and hugged the Shanxi Palace's waist, locking him tightly.

Shan Po’s strength is terrifying, and it is definitely not something ordinary people like them can resist.

However, the square-faced man in the mountain guest did not leave.

The next moment.

A sharp sword light illuminates the hall.

A sharp look appeared in the eyes of the big man with square face. A sharp steel knife was sent forward, piercing through the body of the Shangke and deeply penetrated into the Shanpo's chest.

The steel knife is covered with black dog blood, which is specially designed to restrain demons and evil spirits.

The mountain lady screamed in a terrifying manner when she was stained with black dog blood, and black smoke came out of her body, struggling desperately.

The Shanke, who was pierced by a steel knife with the Shan Po, widened his eyes in disbelief.

"why is that?"

He couldn't figure out why the square-faced man wanted to kill him.

The big man with square face showed a look of grief in his eyes, and he spoke hoarsely: "If you can't stop this monster, if you are escaped by Him, everyone will not be able to escape, and you will also implicate Fang Jiazhuang."

"I don't want to die."

With the strength of the Shan Po, it is easy to kill him after devouring the flesh and blood of the Shanke.

It is impossible to let the square-faced man return to Fangjiazhuang alive.

So, he had to fight to the death.

The square-faced man did this to survive, but this is not just the reason.

On his dying day, Fangshanke seemed to have thought of something, and a trace of enlightenment flashed through his eyes.

"I understand. Brother, you don't want to hand over the spiritual ginseng, you have to swallow the spiritual ginseng alone."

At this time, all the tourists in the Taoist temple except the square-faced man were dead, so Fangjiazhuang would not know that they had found the spiritual ginseng in the mountains.

After returning to Fangjiazhuang, no one would suspect that the square-faced man had to say that they were attacked by monsters in the mountains.

"sorry."
To be continued...