The System Takes Me to Practice

Twenty-three days later, a remote yard in the inn was protected by some formations, and inside was Yang Fan.

After three weeks of hard work, the third-level Onmyoji has been promoted to the fourth level. It is not a problem to deal with the later stage of crossing the catastrophe alone, consummation, and the overall strength has also improved.

Host, Yang Fan

Realm: 14000001000000 consummation period

Combat power: (normal) 30500 (full force) 86000

Equipment: six-piece set of Bloody Hidden Soul Reaper and Hidden King of Glory

Cultivation methods: Duan mortal dust, hum Harley, Naruto, Three Thousand Thunder, Three Thousand Thunder Phantom, Chaos Five Elements Jue, Diamond Glass Jue

Attribute bonus: magic attack +300% (1 hour time limit), magic power +90%, material power +90%, critical strike chance 10.

"Ding! There is one hour left before the arrival of the ghost, please prepare the host for the battle."

The system's cold beep sounded suddenly.

"So fast?"

Cultivation was interrupted, Yang Fan stood up and stretched, knowing that he can't use his fists here. After leaving the house, he went straight to a forest of beasts that was dangerous to ordinary people. He sat cross-legged and waited for the arrival of the two Mahayana ghosts.

"Huh?" Yang Fan, who closed his eyes and meditated, suddenly opened his eyes. The powerful sense sensed that a group of people were coming towards him. It would take about ten minutes to arrive, and there was still half a time left before the arrival of the ghost. Many hours. With enough time, Yang Fan simply didn't care if those people would run into his fight with ghosts.

at this time. More than ten kilometers away from Yang Fan, a group of ten people strolled along the road leisurely, looking cozy and not worried about danger.

There are four men and six women out of ten, and the leader is a woman with golden age. All ten people wore an academy badge on their chests, all of them were students named Spark Academy.

"Sister Xin'er, I think it's dangerous here, let's finish the task in another place."

A timid man is timid.

"Wang Xinghai, look at your talents, no wonder you don't have the slightest status in your family. People in their fifties don't have a pill-forming period. Look at Little Swallow. Girls are better than you at 30."

A handsomely dressed young man laughed.

"I... I heard that there are fierce beasts in the Nascent Soul stage here, and there is even a Void Refining stage..."

Wang Xinghai looked around nervously, for fear that a beast would suddenly appear to eat him.

"Xiaohai, don’t worry, Senior Sister Xiaoli still has the Diamond Talisman given by the teacher, which can withstand the full blow of a powerful person in the Nascent and Infant Transformation Period. As for the fierce beasts in the Void Refining Period, they will not actively appear This fierce beast is outside the forest."

A petite and lovely girl with ponytail comforted Wang Xinghai.

The ponytail who spoke was called Xie Xin'er, a princess, the daughter of Danyang City Lord Xie De, the third grade class A of the Spark College, except for the leader woman, all of them were third grade class A.

The leading woman is Ma Xiaoli, who is 220 years old this year, and her family situation is average. She has joined Spark Academy for 30 years. In Xinghuo Academy, it takes 30 years to reach the fifth grade. The talent is absolutely extraordinary. Therefore, the academy here gave her the task of leading the lower grade students out to experience. As long as she is successfully completed, she can be promoted to the sixth grade. There will be a large selection of exercises and pills, and teachers will guide them one by one.

ten minutes later.

"Stop! There's a situation!" Ma Xiaoli stopped and fought behind her to prepare for the battle, feeling a little nervous.

There was an uproar behind Ma Xiaoli, some approached her, some pulled out their weapons, trying to show themselves.

When Ma Xiaoli stopped, she used her spiritual sense to perceive Yang Fan sitting on the rock 100 meters away. The reason for her nervousness was that she could not see through Yang Fan's cultivation. The reason for not being able to see through the cultivation of others is nothing more than two: using the magic weapon to hide the breath, and the second one means that the strength exceeds oneself. In contrast, Ma Xiaoli prefers the latter.

"Who is your excellency? In order to stop our way?"

Ma Xiaoli stepped forward and asked Yang Fan in a respectful tone.

It's just that Yang Fan is closing his eyes to rest, and doesn't want to talk to her.

Seeing that Yang Fan did not respond at all, Ma Xiaoli's vigilant heart relaxed a little. When she was about to go around, she was interrupted by the tired complaints of a few people behind her.

"Senior sister, let's rest here, we have been walking for more than a day, my feet are almost worn out."

"Yes, I smell sweat all over my body."

"No! I don't know if this person is an enemy or a friend, besides, there is a senior sister, what are you worried about?"

A shy teenager said shyly.

Ma Xiaoli was hesitant in her heart, worried that Yang Fan would do something with them, but considering that the opponent's strength was far higher than her, she really wanted to do it, even if she had it now, she couldn't escape, Ma Xiaoli simply agreed. .

"It is not advisable to stay here for a long time. We only rest for half an hour."

Ma Xiaoli was still worried, her hands could not be separated from her tone, her eyes were always fixed on Yang Fan.

"Sister Xiner, here!"

The shy teenager handed a bottle of water to Ma Xiaoli. Ma Xiaoli was slightly astonished. The first time someone of the opposite **** gave herself water, her cheeks instantly blushed.

After receiving the water and taking a sip, Ma Xiaoli subconsciously looked towards Yang Fan. The next moment she was so scared that she took up a weapon and rushed towards Yang Fan.

"what?"

A short girl with two-tail braids stood in front of Yang Fan and looked curiously.

"Xiao Nizi, what are you doing?!!!"

"Ah! Senior sister... I'm just wondering if my elder brother is asleep. I stood in front of him and didn't respond."

"Don't bother seniors, go back..."

It’s just that before the last word "down" was finished, Yang Fan opened his eyes abruptly, stood up, raised his right hand, the Bloody Soul Reaper appeared, his brows furrowed, and his deep eyes looked towards the Fengyuan City Alchemist Union. .

"I didn't expect my reincarnation of dirty soil to be lifted."

Yang Fan looked at the system task interface again, the countdown to the arrival of ghosts——01:58.

bass!

Yang Fan's abrupt movements made Ma Xiaoli hurriedly draw out her weapon, especially when she saw Yang Fan's one-meter-long sword appeared out of thin air in her hand, her heart beating extremely fast.

"You hurry up, it's very dangerous here. There will be a big battle soon. If you are involved in a battle of that level, you will undoubtedly die. Even the two babies who have been trailing behind you to protect you are not my enemy. One finger of the opponent."

"Huh? Someone is protecting us? Thanks...thank you, senior, for your reminder. I will take them away."

In less than two minutes, Yang Fan felt a cold air hitting him, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply. Through the perception of his spiritual sense, Yang Fan clearly felt that two powerful souls were now leaving him. Then the yin and yang forces gathered in his eyes, and Yang Fan clearly saw a black and white ghost grinning, holding an iron chain in his hand, and "bad" written on his chest clothes.

"Two ghosts, you don't know what to call me?"

"Boldly alive, what is the crime of pulling the soul of a dead person back into the sun without authorization?"

"Oh? Then what should I do?"

"Holding the souls of the dead back into the sun without authorization will reduce their lifespan by half, and at the worst they will enter the eighteenth hell."

"Then am I more or less important?"

Yang Fan touched his chin.

"Hmph, I'm not waiting for this kind of thing, I two are only responsible for arresting you in the underworld for trial."

"In that case, there is nothing to talk about, come on."