Xianhong Road

Chapter 133 High Level Prestige
call!
In his tent, Yang Fan withdrew his senses in a blink of an eye, exhaled lightly, and looked terrified: "I was almost discovered..."

At the same time, he was also full of doubts: "Sanyou old devil? From what they said, it seems that I have a very close relationship with this No. Because of..."

"It seems that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. If my identity is exposed by them, I don't know what will happen."

Yang Fan made a decision in his heart, and he will leave this magic base camp early tomorrow morning.

As time passed, the night darkened, and the shadow of the black hole surrounding the Nine Nether Secret Realm began to distort slightly.

Yang Fan, who was sitting in the tent, suddenly felt something was wrong, and the Nine Nether Devil Qi in his body was the same as last time, crazy restlessness and excitement, and the sense in the dark suddenly increased tenfold.

"not good!"

Yang Fan looked shocked, and immediately immersed half of his mind into the "Xianhong Space".

At the same time, the monstrous demonic energy covering a radius of hundreds of miles, with the nameless forest as the center, suddenly expanded in all directions, and the shadow of the invisible black hole, wherever it passed, mercilessly surrounded the surrounding rivers, mountains, and creatures devoured.

"what!"

Suddenly, there were several screams in the distance, extremely shrill.

"It's not good, it's a change in the devil's energy, everyone retreat!"

A cry of shock, like a thunderclap, came from the camp of casual cultivators of the demonic way. The powerful coercion enveloped the radius for several miles, which was really shocking.

In the sky stood an old man in purple robe with dragon pattern, between his eyebrows and forehead, there was a round blood mark, shining with a strange blood light.

That incomparably overbearing coercion emanated from this mysterious old man, and just the leaked aura was enough to make those who concentrate and build a foundation tremble with fear.

"Gold core powerhouse!"

"Senior monk!"

All the monks nearby changed their colors one after another, with shock and astonishment on their faces.

They did not expect that they could witness the true face of a high-ranking monk here.

High-level monk, this title means that he has crossed the first three realms of cultivating immortals and entered the second stage, the third stage of supernatural powers.

Compared with the third level of supernatural power, the first three realms of low-level monks can only be counted as the third level of entry.

"Eldest brother, why did the devilish energy change suddenly?"

Soon, the Gorefiend Old Seven broke through the roof of the house and flew into the sky, followed by many foundation-building stage powerhouses.

Everyone stared at the purple-robed dragon-patterned old man, with awe and respect from the bottom of their eyes.

"This devilish change has only happened twice, and this time it came more quickly, and I don't know why. Everyone, retreat quickly, especially the monks below the Foundation Establishment Stage."

The purple-robed dragon-patterned old man ordered in a hurry.

At this time, the many forces near the Nine Nether Secret Realm were also in chaos, and they left their original base camp and flew into the distance.

Xianhong space.

Yang Fan looked ferocious and crazy, he set foot on this piece of green land that had expanded to a radius of three feet, and the trickle of life, as cool as water, flowed into his body.

In this case, his sanity can still be somewhat clear, and he will not be demonized.

On the other side, Yang Fan in the real space gave a cold shout, broke open the tent, and left with Yujian through the air.

He understood that it must be the Nine Nethers Secret Realm that caused the change in the devilish energy in his body.

Of course, it is really hard to say who is influencing whom.

Call ~
The demonic energy was raging, and the shadow black hole where the Nine Serene Secret Realm was located also began to expand slowly, like a giant mouth in the void, constantly devouring everything it saw.

"You go back first, I'll push you up."

The purple-robed dragon-patterned old man said indifferently, his eyes fixed on the devilish energy that was coming in like a tide.

"Be careful, old man!"

The Gorefiend Laoqi and other foundation-building stage powerhouses, protecting the demon cultivators, retreated from their original places and immediately moved their positions.

Bah!
There was a muffled thunder-like sound in the void, Zipao struck out with a palm, and a blood glow condensed into a huge blood curtain in the void, just in time to collide with the surging devil energy.

Bang!
The demonic energy hit the blood curtain, causing ripples and trembling.

Whoosh!

Waves of devilish energy surged in, and the more you resisted, the stronger it became.

Bang!Bang!Bang!
The purple-robed dragon-patterned old man stood proudly in the void, his face like a glacier, and he stood still, despite the demonic energy hitting him four or five times in a row.

At this moment, he seemed to be the center of the whole world, and everyone's eyes were on him.

Relying on one's own strength to counteract this mighty demonic energy, what a tyrannical existence this is.

This is the senior monk!
If you were a low-level cultivator, I'm afraid a wave of demonic energy would kill them instantly.

Yang Fan had already flown several miles, but out of the corner of his eye, he was still watching the mysterious old man standing proudly in front of Taotao's devilish energy.

"Senior monk... this is too powerful!"

Yang Fan was horrified, and while suppressing the Nine Nether Devil Qi in his body, he also developed endless pride.

One day, I will also be able to cultivate to such a state, control such a tyrannical power, and decide the life and death of all living beings and ants under my feet with every gesture.At that time, the Yang Family Fort, the Yang Family of Kyoto, and the powerhouses in the Foundation Establishment Stage will all be like ants.

Yang Fan flew farther and farther away, and the senior monk in his vision gradually turned into a black spot and disappeared.

"what?"

At a certain moment of the flight, Yang Fan found that the restlessness and excitement of the Nine Nether Devil Qi in his body had been reduced by more than half.

"Nine Serenities Secret Realm... Nine Serenities Demon Art..."

Yang Fan fell into deep thought, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and he murmured, "It seems that I really can't approach rashly until the Nine Nether Secret Realm is stabilized."

It wasn't until half an hour later that the shadow of the invisible black hole stopped and continued to expand, and there was no longer the terrifying impact of magic energy.

Yang Fan took another look and found that the Nine Nether Secret Realm had expanded by more than ten miles.

"Well, it seems to have stabilized."

Yang Fan has an illusion in his heart, and he is very sure: the current Nine Serene Secret Realm is much more stable than before.

After another hour or two, the monks who were originally stationed near the nameless forest also returned to their respective camps and set up their camps again.

Yang Fan thought for a while, and then returned to the camp of casual cultivators.

As soon as he arrived at the place, he heard Ling Yueshan eagerly say: "Fellow Daoist Shi, you just came back now, I was looking for you everywhere?"

"I'm fine, it's just that the change in the devil's energy just now was too terrifying. I hid in the distance and didn't dare to come over."

Yang Fan replied.

"By the way, I want to see Lord Gorefiend to discuss something."

Yang Fan said suddenly, with a bit of haste in his tone.

"I'll show you the way right away." Ling Yueshan was extremely respectful to Yang Fan and responded to every request.

After a while, Ling Yueshan brought Yang Fan to the wooden house where the Gorefiend Laoqixin was stationed.

"Brother Shi, what do you want from me?"

Gorefiend Seventh asked curiously.

"The Nine Serenity Secret Realm is not yet stable. I happen to have some things to deal with. I'm afraid I can't stay here during this period."

Yang Fan replied ambiguously.

"Are you leaving so soon?" The Blood Demon Old Seven was a little surprised, completely puzzled by Yang Fan's behavior, and secretly said: "Shi Qianhan is leaving suddenly, could it be related to the change in the devil's energy just now?"

He glanced at Yang Fan thoughtfully, and the old blood demon readily agreed, and said with a smile, "Friend Daoist Shi, be careful all the way."

"Farewell."

Yang Fan hurriedly left the Demon Dao casual cultivator camp, and then Yujian pierced through the air and left. The dense demonic energy lingered on the flying sword, carrying a murderous aura.Wherever they passed, the nearby monks all looked sideways, showing surprise on their faces.

This time, Yang Fan used all his strength to drive the Nine Nether Demon Art, and the flying speed was unbelievably fast, which was several points faster than that of the monks at the same level of Concentration Stage.

He just thought in his heart, leave this place of right and wrong quickly.

After flying for a long time, he finally got rid of the faint feeling, and at this moment he slowly slowed down.

In the field of vision, a turbulent and turbulent river appeared, a piece of glistening white, quite magnificent in the night.

"Qing Jianghe?"

Yang Fan stared at it, and happened to find a huge ark, riding the wind and waves, shrouded in a faint halo.

At first glance, this ark looks familiar.

Soon, Yang Fan recognized it. Isn't this the "Sky Boat"?

Flying nearby, Yang Fan subconsciously swept the huge auxiliary magic weapon with his consciousness, but he didn't intend to stay.

However, at the next moment, Yang Fan suddenly stopped.

At this moment, Tian Xing Zhou was in chaos, and a cold and vicious voice came from the deck: "Hand over the 'Tian Xing Zhou''s spirit control token, otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless."

The person who spoke was a young man in a black robe, standing on the sky boat with his hands behind his back, and behind him were more than a dozen people, all of whom were not low in cultivation, and each of them exuded a murderous air, cold and ruthless.

"Hmph, you demon cultivators think beautifully. Tian Xingzhou has been with me for more than ten years, how can I give it to you so easily." Boss Yuan trembled, glaring at those people, and there was a sense of no hesitation in his body. momentum.

"Hahaha... you really don't want to hand it over?"

The young man in black sneered and waved his hand lightly, and the two magic monks behind him came up with two cloth bags.

puff!

The cloth bag was torn open, revealing two men and women bound by tendons.

"Fifth! Sixth!"

Boss Yuan's complexion turned pale.

This man and a woman are exactly Huang Yu and Li Yueshuang who escorted together on the Tian Xingzhou this time.

"Woooo..."

The mouths of these two people were covered with adhesive tape, their mana was sealed, and their struggle was useless, with tears of hatred in their eyes.

"Where did the fourth one go?"

Boss Yuan's eyes trembled, and his heart skipped a beat. He saw another demonic monk take out a small package and threw it on the ground.

Gollum!

A bloody human head rolled out of the package.

"Ah! Fourth child!"

Boss Yuan looked sad, with old tears streaming down his face, screaming up to the sky, his body trembling.

Immediately, his pupils were suddenly filled with a touch of blood red, and the powerful spiritual pressure of the concentration period directly pressed the dozen or so people on the opposite side.

"If you dare to do it, I will kill these two!"

The black-robed young man was also a monk in the Concentration stage, and he was not afraid, and said lightly: "As long as you are willing to hand over the token of Tian Xing Zhou Yu Ling, I can let you go."

"Is God going to kill me?"

Elder Yuan looked desperate, his eyes swept over Huang Yu and Li Yueshuang again, and a trace of unbearableness flashed in his eyes.

He understood that no matter whether or not he voluntarily handed over Tian Xingzhou's spirit control token today, these demon monks would never let people like him go.

call out!
Just when Boss Yuan was desperate and helpless, a flying sword lingering in a dense devilish energy fell from the sky and just hit the deck.

puff!
The flying sword penetrated half a foot into the deck, only half a foot away from the black-robed youth.

Siss~
The bone-chilling magic sword energy leaked out from the flying sword, causing the temperature on the deck to drop a bit.

(As soon as it arrives, my ticket, hehe)

(End of this chapter)