The devil's coming, the melee, the girl

After getting the skin from her back, Leng Tianlei kicked Leng Ningshuang aside.

Facing his own biological daughter, Leng Tianlei's eyes at this moment only held the bloodied skin from her back.

She was his own flesh and blood!

Heaven and earth are ruthless, treating all things as straw dogs.

Cultivating the Dao to achieve immortality, even one's own kin are external possessions.

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Leng Tianlei didn't care about the skin covered in whip marks and mangled flesh.

He activated the Ice Fire Cultivation Technique unique to the Ice Fire Sect, and the entire piece of skin instantly ignited.

Blood boiled, and the minced meat sizzled with oil as it was roasted.

The smell of roasted meat permeated the surroundings.

Once the temperature reached a certain level, Leng Tianlei then used an ice-attribute Cultivation Technique to freeze it directly.

The burning skin was frozen, forming a smooth and clean ice surface.

Following the principle of thermal expansion and contraction, a lifelike pattern actually emerged from the skin, then was imprinted by the ice surface.

Seeing this, Leng Tianlei's eyes gleamed with excitement.

He coldly glanced at Mu Xingtian, who was entangled by other Elders of the Ice Fire Sect, then tossed the roasted and shriveled skin in mid-air, turning to leave directly.

Mu Xingtian watched this scene, anxious but helpless.

Because those who entangled him were two Ice Fire Sect Elders who, like him, had reached the Foundation Establishment Stage.

Just as Leng Tianlei was about to leave, in an instant, the sky was covered by a blood-red cloud, obscuring the sun.

A strong smell of blood assailed them.

"Blood Refinement Sect!"

Leng Tianlei looked up, a solemn expression appearing in his eyes.

Seeing this, Mu Xingtian immediately burst into laughter.

He hadn't expected the Devouring Spirit Secret Realm to attract the long-disappeared Blood Refinement Sect.

Shen Fan, in the crowd, played the part of a slacker, poking around to the east and hiding to the west, just not engaging in direct confrontation with the Ice Fire Sect members.

None of the Tianxuan Sect members were good, so let as many as possible die!

Boom!

A huge shockwave spread out in all directions in mid-air.

With Leng Tianlei's attack, Xue Jin, enveloped in a thick blood cloud, scattered.

This scene attracted everyone's attention.

Seizing this opportunity, Shen Fan immediately walked towards the center of the battle.

Then he collected Leng Ningshuang's shattered body.

"What are you doing?"

Just then, a light and cautious voice came.

Shen Fan looked over and found that in the opposing camp, there was also a slacker similar to himself, not directly confronting the Tianxuan Sect members, but hiding in the crowd, dodging and weaving.

The girl wore a red dress, with delicate and pretty features, and a pair of ethereal large eyes that were particularly striking, giving people a feeling of being full of "wisdom."

"Don't come over, if you do, I won't be polite!" Shen Fan threatened the other party.

"Hey! What are you pretending for? I noticed you just now. You're like me, here to earn contribution points, right? Come on, I'll act with you, don't let anyone discover anything!"

The girl charged with her sword.

Shen Fan instinctively blocked it, but found that the other party's sword strike was incredibly light, completely like a child's fight.

"Fight! Don't you want contribution points?"

The girl quickly reminded Shen Fan.

"Doesn't your Sect have Disciples specifically for recording battle damage and merits?"

"If they find out you're here to slack off, you won't even have your original contribution points when you go back!"

Shen Fan immediately looked at her with respect: "Senior!"

"That's right!"

The two exchanged blows convincingly while also beginning to converse.

"When it comes to slacking, I, your Senior Sister, have quite a bit of experience. We should exchange notes sometime!"

"Really? That would be truly appreciated!"

"I'll tell you, to be a slacker, you can't just stand still in one place. You have to occasionally help others, let them witness for you, and then, when someone is knocked down, go up and deliver the finishing blow. This way, you not only won't be discovered, but you can also earn extra contribution points!"

The girl chattered incessantly, exchanging tips with Shen Fan.

The two fought from east to west, from south to north.

"Oh, right!"

The girl suddenly asked, "Why did you take our Senior Sister's body back just now?"

"I..." Shen Fan stammered, "I saw she was truly too pitiful. Even her father abandoned her. She suffered such great humiliation before her death, I'm afraid she'll have difficulty finding peace after death!"

The girl looked at Shen Fan with a strange expression: "Are there good people in your Tianxuan Sect? I think you saw she just died and you're preparing to take advantage of it while she's still warm, aren't you?"

Shen Fan's eyes widened. How could this girl's mind work like that?!

What a talent!

"If you're into that, I can tell you a few places. Our Ice Fire Sect has its own brothels, and they're all our Ice Fire Sect female Disciples inside. The prices are fair, and their skills are good!"

The girl rambled on.

For a moment, Shen Fan couldn't tell if she was a man or a woman!

"If not now, when?!"

Just then, Xue Jin was struck by a blast of ice Qi in mid-air, his blood mist unable to condense.

Clearly, he was no match for Leng Tianlei.

With a loud roar from Xue Jin, the sky darkened again.

Dark, oppressive clouds rolled in. Unexpectedly, Xue Jin still had allies.

But when those oppressive dark clouds floated over, everyone revealed expressions of unbelievable terror.

At this moment, it was as if the apocalypse of three hundred years ago had descended again.

Those oppressive dark masses were not clouds, but rather Corpse Puppets with ashen faces and no emotional fluctuations.

"Nine Nether Corpse Puppet Sect!"

The fear from three hundred years ago surfaced in everyone's hearts.

The dense, scalp-numbing Corpse Puppets swooped down like rain, sweeping towards Leng Tianlei.

This scene attracted everyone's attention.

But Shen Fan immediately turned his head, his eyes fixed on Mu Xingtian, who was entangled by the Ice Fire Sect nearby.

That Secret Realm blueprint probably had nothing to do with him anymore!

With Xue Jin and the Nine Nether Corpse Puppet Sect people making a move, they were likely determined to succeed!

This excellent opportunity, with Mu Xingtian entangled by the Ice Fire Sect people, was the best chance to ambush and kill him.

A full-power strike from the Three Fiends Soul Slaughtering Sword, he wondered if it could kill him.

And after killing him, how would he escape the Tianxuan Sect's interrogation?

In just a few breaths, Shen Fan had already formulated a plan to assassinate Mu Xingtian.

Mu Xingtian had to die. That old man had set his sights on him.

As soon as he reached the fifth level of Blood Refinement Realm, that old man would refine him into a blood soul pill.

If that old man died here, then he could Cultivate the Blood Soul One Qi Skill without any scruples in the future.

Thinking of this, Shen Fan's gaze fell on the girl who was slacking with him.

"Hey, a great merit, do you want it?"

"What great merit?"

The girl's attention was originally on the scalp-numbing Corpse Puppets in the sky.

Called by Shen Fan, she came back to her senses and asked.

"If you kill our Elder, you'll definitely get a lot of contribution points when you go back, right?"

The girl scoffed: "I do want contribution points, but I'm not stupid. That old man is entangled by our two Elders and can't do anything, how could I kill him?"

"I can heavily injure him, or even kill him, you just need to deliver the finishing blow!"

"Are you sure?"