"Fatty, go and dig out its demon core!"

"Okay!"

After responding, An Sheng stepped forward happily, looking very excited.

This is one of the five demon emperors of the demon clan. They have grown up by listening to the infamous reputation of these five guys since childhood. Unexpectedly, one day, someone An actually has the chance to shoot a knife on the White Bear Demon King!

Cool!

Just thinking about this kind of thing is very excited and proud!

After walking two steps, he approached, An Sheng narrowed his eyes and looked at the sleepy White Bear Demon Emperor. With a thought, he summoned his imperial-level divine weapon and gestured at the White Bear Demon Emperor's stomach twice. "Puff!" he directly stabbed the White Bear Demon Emperor three inches lower abdomen.

Although the physical defense of the White Bear Demon King in a sleeping state is extremely amazing, under normal circumstances, even if he lies there and does not move, few people will be able to hurt it at all.

But it depends on who is the one who cuts it?

An Sheng is now a first-level supreme, holding an emperor-level divine weapon. If he can't even pierce the body of a supreme of the same level, then he will be too useless.

Wow!

The demon blood was everywhere and gushed out. The White Bear Demon King's figure shook, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and then his brows frowned, and there were traces of wanting to wake up.

I'll go!

An Sheng was shocked and did not dare to show off his handsomeness anymore. The magic weapon in his hand was running like a flying one, and he nipped it out in the belly of the White Bear Demon Emperor. In just 0:01 second, he dug out the supreme demon core in the White Bear Demon Emperor's body, which was as big as a blue ball.

"Roar~!"

The White Bear Demon Emperor screamed and sat up suddenly, his eyes wide open, and he stared at An Sheng, who was holding its demon core with his forehand. An Sheng was so scared that he couldn't help but raise his foot and kicked the White Bear Demon Emperor's face.

"Damn! There are no demon cores left, and you still dare to scare people like this!"

The fat man cursed and said, then he held the extremely fresh and even steaming supreme demon core in both hands like a treasure, and sent it to Yang Fan.

"Brother Fan, it's OK!"

“Good done!”

Yang Fan nodded slightly, waved his hand and received the demon core into the storage space. Then he looked down at the White Bear Demon King who had completely woken up and was standing behind the fat man with a cute look on his face like a ghost.

"Fatty, you must remember in the future that even if the monster in the supreme realm is poached, it does not mean that it has no power to resist. Be careful of capsizing in the gutter!"

Yang Fan whispered to remind An Sheng.

If he had not successfully controlled the White Bear Demon King with his enslavement mark before, the fat man Ansheng might have been in danger now.

When An Sheng heard this, he seemed to notice something was wrong. He couldn't help but look back and saw the big hairy face of the White Bear Demon King who had almost touched his back and almost kissed him. The fat man's face turned pale.

"Brother Fan, we are brothers. If you play like this, aren't you afraid that you will scare me from a heart attack?"

He took a few steps back like lightning. Seeing that the White Bear Demon King looked dull and had no intention of attacking and killing, An Sheng quickly understood what was going on, so he turned his head and looked at Yang Fan with a resentful look on his face.

Yang Fan couldn't help but give him a headache.

"You really think I'm scaring you. If you didn't control it in time just now, your life would have been gone long ago!"

"It's all the Supreme Realm, and I'm still so careless in doing things. If you are asked to go out to hunt demons and kill enemies alone in the future, how many lives can you fill out?"

Yang Fan gave a stern lesson.

Among the five supreme masters in front of him, Ansheng is the youngest, the shallowest experience, and the combat experience, especially the emperor level and above the emperor level, is almost pitifully small.

There is no way, this is the sequelae of rapid cultivation.

Although the cultivation level has increased, his experience and combat experience are still stuck before becoming emperors and emperors. He does not have much time to settle and accumulate. He is like a nouveau riche, with a somewhat empty foundation.

It is naturally no problem to let him hunt some monsters with lower cultivation than him. He can completely crush and kill from scratch with absolutely powerful strength.

But if he was asked to fight against masters of the same level, An Sheng's attack methods would appear a bit immature and stretched.

This was particularly obvious when the five of them surrounded and killed the White Bear Demon King just now, so Yang Fan took the opportunity to deliberately beat and wake up the fat man.

"After going back, close your cultivation and let me walk a few more rounds in the Great Reincarnation Formation!"

"It's not just you, but all the disciples above the king level under the sect, as long as they are under fifty years old, will be thrown into the great formation of reincarnation. They will not be allowed to come out without experiencing a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation!"

The fat man was so excited that his legs were a little soft.

"A hundred generations of reincarnation? Brother Master, are you serious?"

Ansheng Xusheng said:

"Now, there must be at least seven or eight thousand disciples of our Demon Destroy Sect's King level. If everyone has experienced hundreds of reincarnations in the city-defying formation before coming out, not to mention whether everyone can bear it, the daily consumption of spiritual energy alone is an astronomical number!"

Yang Fan was speechless.

When did this fat man become so obsessed with money?

If he really thinks that the name of the rich man Yang is just a waste of time, and if he is following him, Yang Fan, when will he be worried about resources and money?

An Sheng said this clearly because he didn’t have confidence in his master!

With a thought, he took out a space ring from the storage space and threw it to An Sheng.

"There are millions of demon cores above the king level and hundreds of thousands of demon cores above the emperor level, which is enough to support all disciples and disciples to experience the cycle of reincarnation!"

Yang Fan lacks everything now, but he does not lack demon cores and various cultivation resources.

The last time he wiped out the Demon Saint Ridge and this time he destroyed the Black Wind Valley, he seized countless demon cores and resource secret treasures at all levels. Not to mention that he offered more than 20,000 disciples, even if he had more than 100,000 or 200,000, he could afford it!

It's so awesome, it's so rich!

"Thank you, Master!"

An Sheng took the space ring with a bitter face, knowing that the experience of reincarnation for hundreds of years was inevitable.

Ip Mantian, Sima Xuefeng and others watched from the side, and nodded secretly, agreeing with Yang Fan's decision.

An Sheng, Mu Qianqian, Tian Feiyao and other young people who suddenly rose and became stronger with Yang Fan within the past six months have almost all had such problems of insufficient combat experience.

After all, they grew up too fast and didn't have much time to digest and accumulate. Unlike the old guys, they all came from the chaotic period before the Emperor's Contract. It would be too much to say that they had been through thousands of battles.

As the same young man, Yang Fan was able to discover the problems and shortcomings of An Sheng and others so quickly, and decided to spend huge amounts of money to strengthen and change. He was full of courage and generous!

Ordinary people, like old guys, even though they have discovered similar problems a long time ago, they just want to cultivate and strengthen these people's combat experience and crisis awareness through repeated actual combat, but they have never thought that they could use the Reincarnation Array for special training.

Although Ling Tian and Sang Duoduo are also proficient in the six-path reincarnation divine illusion array, they also know that they can adjust the difficulty of reincarnation in the illusion array to conduct targeted experience and combat experience training.

However, the spiritual energy resources to be consumed every time the reincarnation array are not decimal. If only An Sheng, Mu Qianqian, Tian Feiyao and others are just a few people, it will naturally be no problem.

However, the total number of disciples of their Demon Destruction Sect is about to exceed 30,000.

Moreover, this should not be the final number. As Yang Fan travels between various domains, this number will inevitably continue to grow. At that time, it may grow to 50,000,000, or even hundreds of thousands!

If all the disciples and disciples enter the great formation of reincarnation to receive training, even the federal government cannot afford such huge energy losses.

Therefore, they never deliberately mentioned it to Yang Fan, but they had secretly given some reminders and suggestions to An Sheng, Mu Qianqian and others, which were far less than Yang Fan's work and courage.

"Believe me, as long as it is a problem that can be solved with money or resources, it is not a problem for teachers!"

Looking at the admirational look delivered by the four of Ye Wentian, Ling Tian, ​​Sang Duoduo, and Sima Xue, Yang Fan put his hands on his waist and blew up the bull's criticism.

"You brag and successfully gained the deep trust of your disciple Ansheng, your social skills have been greatly improved, your mouth flexibility has been greatly enhanced, your worship value +1, and your tongue is as singular as a sequel +100."

"You brag about it and successfully gained the deep trust of your apprentice Sima Xuefeng, and your social skills have been greatly improved..."

"You brag about it and successfully gained the deep trust of your disciple Ip Mantian, and your social skills have been greatly improved..."

“…”

Very good, all of them are deep trust and no doubt.

It seems that my master is still very prestigious in the minds of these disciples!

Yang Fan smiled proudly.

"Okay, it's time to go back!"

Yang Fan patted his hands lightly and said:

"The chance of the Supreme Death is rare, so you can't just waste it. You guys will go back to the Federal Central City and bring all the warriors with cultivation above the emperor level to this Black Wind Valley."

"Yes, Master!"

Ip Mantian and the other two bowed to each other and then left one after another.

Just as Yang Fan was about to leave, Da Hei suddenly bit the corner of his left leg pants, and looked at Yang Fan with a hint of longing with a pair of dog eyes.

"Master Dad, you seem to have forgotten something, right?"

Dahei made a secret reminder.

Yang Fan was stunned. He killed everything, and killed everyone who should be killed, and killed everyone who should be killed. What else is there?

"If you have something to say, say little ink!"

Yang Fan threw Dahei aside with his kick. The silly dog's saliva soaked the corners of his pants, which was disgusting.

"Corpsy, master's father!" Dahei said loudly: "This corpse of the Supreme Demon Plant, if the master doesn't want it, can you reward me?"

The big dog had been waiting for it for most of the day, but Yang Fan had no intention of letting it devour the corpse of this demon plant, but it was so anxious.

Yang Fan was stunned: "You eat plants too?"
To be continued...