"What?"
This time, it was the Medicine King who was shocked. His eyebrows furrowed and his expression changed. He looked at Lo Fan in disbelief, "Kill a saint body …"
Lo Fan nodded. His face was covered by the azure-gold mask, but his eyes were calm as he looked at the Medicine King.
At this moment, the King of Medicine withdrew his gaze and pondered for a while before saying, "In the ten thousand realms, it is hard to find a Saint Body in ten thousand years or even tens of thousands of years. Even back then, when I was in a great world, there were only three Saint Bodies. Finding another one is easier said than done!"
"It's just rare, but it doesn't mean there aren't any!" Lo Fan said confidently. A figure kept appearing in his mind.
The Medicine King shook his head and said with a smile, "Even if there is, a Saint Physique can shock the world and is destined to be extraordinary. Even if you have a Saint Physique, we both have Saint Origins, so who is weaker than the other? What makes you think you can kill another Saint Physique?
Lo Fan nodded solemnly. "It is difficult, but not necessarily. Am I right?"
"You …"
The Medicine King was surprised. He seemed to see something in the young man's eyes. He stood there with a kind of spirit, fearless and invincible!
"Maybe!"
The Medicine King smiled. "I hope you are as amazing as you say. Tell me your conditions. A saint body is so strong that you won't do it for free."
"Hehe!"
Lo Fan laughed. There was no free lunch in this world. He looked at the Medicine King and said, "I want something from you!"
"Something?" The Medicine King looked at Lo Fan suspiciously. "What do you want?"
"The Medicine King Mountain Range!"
Huh?
Hearing this, the Medicine King became suspicious again. He looked at Luo Fan with a strange look in his eyes and said, "What do you want my Medicine King Mountain Range for?"
Lo Fan's eyes were sharp. "I want the Medicine King Mountain Range, I want blood to dye the sky red!"
"I understand!"
The Medicine King said. He walked into the distance and looked ahead. Between his hands, light flowed and blood condensed. A round compass appeared in his hand.
"The compass can control everything in the Herb King Mountain Range. You are the successor of the Ancient Emperor, and I don't have to explain what you should do!"
After the Medicine King finished speaking, the compass floated in front of Lo Fan.
Whoosh!
Lo Fan grabbed the compass and injected a strand of his divine soul into it. His eyes lit up and he said, "Thank you, Brother … Brother Yao!"
As he spoke, Lo Fan felt a little awkward. The King of Medicine also smiled and said, "Let's use it after this matter is over. I will collect the blood for her one last time!"
Lo Fan thought about it and nodded in agreement. He didn't want to see corpses all over the place, but he wasn't a goody-two-shoes either.
"Go, I'll wait for you to return with the Sacred Body's Origin!"
The Medicine King waved his hand, turned around, and walked into the distance. His figure gradually disappeared, and the blood-red space also gradually dissipated. His last words echoed, "Your path is very difficult … No matter what, don't trust anyone!"
When the voice dissipated, the entire blood-red space also dissipated. Lo Fan suddenly woke up, only to find that he was still standing in the same place. He hadn't moved at all. The experience just now was more like an illusion that dissipated and disappeared.
"Don't trust anyone … What did he mean by that?" Lo Fan asked subconsciously.
But in the blink of an eye, Lo Fan looked up and was still at the peak of Herb Mountain. In the center, the three small trees were still there, and each tree had nine fruits. And Long Zaitian, who had been sucked in with him, was trying his best to get close to the Fruit of Fortune!
Boom!
There were a few roars in his ears. Long Zaitian took out 18 array flags to protect himself and disperse the pressure around him. But every time he got close, a force directly broke through the spiritual array, rolled up the array flags, and sent him flying.
Bang!
At this moment, Long Zaitian was sent flying and smashed into the ground. He looked battered, but he seemed to be determined. With disheveled hair, he gritted his teeth and took out the array flags again to get closer to the Fruit of Fortune.
But the closer he got to the Fruit of Fortune, the stronger the pressure around him became. The next moment, he was sent flying again.
"Ah!"
Long Zaitian growled, and his eyes seemed to be burning with flames. "You bastard, you planted a Fruit of Fortune and you're not letting anyone pick it. Don't let me find out where your grave is, or else I'll dig it up!"
Whoosh!
At this moment, just as he finished speaking, a blood-red light rose, and Long Zaitian was sent flying again. The 18 array flags were sent flying countless times, but they weren't damaged. But this time, Long Zaitian was sent flying and smashed into the ground. He actually spat out a mouthful of blood!
"This …"
Blood fell, and the dark red color was eye-catching. Under the mask, Lo Fan frowned, looking at the blood dripping from his mouth in disbelief.
He was Lo Fan's array spirit, but he was just a soul. But now, he actually spat out blood. This made Lo Fan feel incredulous.
Pu!
In the blink of an eye, Long Zaitian spat out blood again. His body was torn open, and the wounds were also bleeding red. Lo Fan was a little moved. Although he didn't know why Long Zaitian's body was bleeding, he was still struggling.
"Do you want the Fruit of Fortune that much?" Looking in front of him, Lo Fan couldn't help but ask as he walked forward step by step.
Hm?
Hearing the voice, Long Zaitian suddenly turned to look at Lo Fan. "Demon God?
You're still alive? "
"Do you want me to die that much?"
Lo Fan asked. Long Zaitian was speechless, and for a moment, many questions arose in his mind. But the next moment, Lo Fan had already walked in front of the three small trees. The so-called obstacles were useless to him.
"You …"
Long Zaitian was astonished. Luo Fan had already arrived in front of the three small trees. Looking at the sparkling fruits on the trees, he stretched out his hand and plucked one. At this moment, when he plucked one, the other two trees each had a fruit that fell at the same time and landed in Luo Fan's hand.
"Hm?"
Looking at the fruit, Lo Fan plucked another one, and two more fell from the other two trees. Seeing this, Lo Fan was quite confused, but he didn't think about it. A jade box appeared in his hand, and he put the fruit away.
In a moment, Lo Fan had plucked three fruits in a row. Long Zaitian's eyes were red, and he shouted, "Stop! The Fruit of Fortune is mine!"
But Lo Fan didn't care about him at all. With a flip of his hand, he plucked the fourth fruit. Long Zaitian almost cried. "Demon God, Big Brother, don't! Leave one for me!"
"You want me to leave one for you?"
"Yes, yes!"
Long Zaitian said hurriedly. But Lo Fan wanted to laugh, but his voice was still cold. "Do you think I'll give it to you?"
"This …"
In a moment, Long Zaitian was embarrassed. Thinking of what happened on the Bridge of the Abyss, he didn't know what to say no no matter how thick-skinned he was. He looked at Lo Fan helplessly.
Lo Fan shook his head. He could feel Long Zaitian's determination to get the Fruit of Fortune. Looking at him, he felt helpless.
Then, Lo Fan plucked one, put it in a jade box, and threw it at Long Zaitian.
Hm?
"This …"
Seeing the Demon God's actions, Long Zaitian was stunned. He looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief, as if he was dreaming.
"Demon God, you …"
"You helped Huan Yu at the Southern Region Convention. This is to pay you back!"
Hearing this, Long Zaitian was in a daze!