Xianhong Road

Chapter 138 Heavenly Thunder Baptism
"what……"

Yang Fan felt something was wrong, only felt that the tyrannical spiritual pressure in the late stage of foundation establishment had disappeared without a trace.

Faintly, he heard an exclamation, which seemed to be something like "Three Nether Demon Flames", and then the coercion disappeared inexplicably.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in the spiritual spring of demonic energy hundreds of meters below the bottom of the Qingjiang River. The demonic energy flowing around him was gradually loosening. Obviously, the pure magical energy in this spiritual spring would be exhausted.

"It's going to run out so soon..."

He sighed, jumped up slightly, jumped out of the entrance of the well-sized spiritual spring, and stood at the bottom of the Qingjiang River.

At this moment, he felt a special feeling.

sizzling~
There was a small dark cloud in the sky, and between the lightning and thunder, a purple thunderbolt as thick as a thumb condensed, and a majestic majesty descended from the sky.

hum~
The mysterious magic flame that has been fused many times made a trembling sound, and the dim light from the heart of the flame flashed and flickered, as thrilling as a heartbeat, making gods and ghosts tremble.

Whoosh!

The thumb-thick purple sky thunder fell from the sky, just hitting the Nether Demon Flame.

The magic flame trembled, and the dim light in the center immediately dimmed a bit.

In the dark, there was a burst of pain.

"not good!"

Yang Fan's expression changed, how could he let the magic flame he cultivated so hard dissipate?
puff!
The demon energy on his body shook, and Yang Fan turned into a black afterimage, broke through the water, flew into the void, and a ray of black light gushed out from his fingers, pouring into the magic flame.

In an instant, Demon Flame's aura surged, and he even competed with the power of that day's thunder, refusing to admit defeat at all.

This situation is completely beyond common sense.Ordinary magical skills, when encountering the power of lightning, must be restrained to a certain extent.

Of course, Nether Demonic Flame is an extremely powerful demonic supernatural power, and ordinary lightning power cannot restrain it.

However, at this moment it is facing the power of thunder.

Yang Fan's heart was awe-inspiring, and he crazily injected Jiuyou Demon Qi into the Demon Flame. At this moment, when the 'Nether Demon Flame' was born, it would undergo the baptism of heavenly thunder.

Once it is successful, the magic flame will not be afraid of those supernatural powers that can restrain the magic way in the future, and it can even produce extremely powerful immunity.

If it fails, the lighter magic flame will be damaged, and Yang Fan will be severely injured.In severe cases, the magic flame dissipated, Yang Fan's soul was shattered, and his soul flew away.

Now is the critical moment of life and death, the rise and fall of honor and disgrace.

swoosh~
The power of thunder and lightning did not stop, and strands of thunder snakes wrapped around the magic flame, trying to kill it in the cradle.

Yang Fan was frightened and angry, and felt that the magic flame was a little bit irresistible, and the Nine Nether Demon Qi in his body was almost wiped out by the Thunder Snake as soon as it came out of his body.

In the blink of an eye, the magic energy in Yang Fan's body was almost exhausted.Because all the devil energy before was used to refine the Nether Devil Flame, so it was already consumed in sevens and eights.

His complexion sank, and a light green air flow gushed out of Yang Fan's palm, and along the magic flame, he fought with the densely packed Thunder Snakes.

swoosh~
Thunder Snake consumed violently, and Demon Flame's aura immediately became fierce, and began to counterattack, actually began to eat away at the remaining power of the thunder.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan was overjoyed and continued to inject light green air.

At this stage, the power of the Immortal Hong Jue he cultivated seems to contain a large part of the wood attribute, and with the power against the sky, it just restrained most of the power of thunder and lightning.

whizz whizz ...

The power of the sky thunder became weaker and weaker, and the dim light in the center of the Nether Demon Flame became brighter and brighter, giving people the illusion that it could cover the brilliance of the bright moon.

Finally, with the help of Yang Fan Nitian Xianhong Jue, Nether Demon Flame successfully experienced the baptism of thunder and lightning.And the dark cloud in the void also disappeared out of thin air, which was extremely strange.

"It's not suitable to stay here for long."

Yang Fan's heart trembled, he put away the slightly rudimentary Nether Demon Flame, controlled the Qingfeng Sword, and flew away into the distance, and disappeared into the sky after a while.

Thinking about the Nether Demon Flame being baptized by the sky thunder, the momentum is not small, and the monks within a hundred miles may be aware of it.

Sure enough, not long after, some monks flew to this place one after another, but no clues were found.

Because Yang Fan practiced in the depths of the Qingjiang River, the baptism of Tianlei was also above the water. When he left, everything was submerged by the rushing water of the Qingjiang River.

"Just now, I clearly saw the thunder coming here, and the momentum was not small. I thought there were some spiritual objects in the world that were baptized by the thunder..."

"It's really thunder?" Someone questioned: "I don't think it may be, maybe a high-ranking monk fought here."

"Fart...fart...that's not...not an ordinary thunderbolt."

A piercing and stammering voice came from an extremely ugly young man who looked at the man just now with contempt on his face.

"Hmph, just relying on your own words?" The man glanced at him and retorted.

slap slap~
The ugly boy interlaced his hands, creating a powerful electric arc, which was fleeting in the air.

Lightning supernatural powers!
All the monks around were shocked.

It is rare to see a person who has mastered the supernatural power of thunder and lightning.

If Yang Fan was present, he would definitely be able to recognize the identity of this person at a glance. Isn't that the genius Hu Fei who escaped from Yuwu Villa with the spoils?

"Hmph...that's not...not ordinary thunder and lightning, so...don't you...didn't feel...Tianwei!"

Hu Fei glanced at the man before him contemptuously.

"Little brother is right. I was relatively close just now, and I also felt a power from heaven and earth, but I am not sure." Another monk in the concentration stage agreed.

"Maybe it's because I'm too far away to feel it." The person who had sneered at Hu Fei earlier blushed and ran away in despair, not wanting to continue to embarrass himself in front of everyone.

"Hey...if I was here just...just now, then...it would be fine. But...you can help...help share a little thunder and lightning baptism...baptism."

Hu Fei said slightly depressed.

It was uncomfortable for the people around to listen to him, but they finally understood.

Help share the baptism of thunder and lightning?

These people all looked at him with idiot eyes, and then dispersed.

As we all know, when facing a catastrophe, outsiders are not allowed to interfere, otherwise they may receive extra "care" from the sky thunder.

"Hmph. Bai...idiot!"

Hu Fei looked at these scattered crowd with disdain, and then flew in a certain direction along the tributaries of the Qingjiang River.

Flying for dozens of miles, he suddenly saw a familiar figure, who seemed to be a second-generation elder of Yuwu Villa.

"Ah! Quick... run!"

Hu Fei's complexion changed, and he quickly flew towards the remote corner of the Qingjiang River.

He took the risk of escaping with the loot, and was wanted by "Rain and Mist Villa" at this moment, so he had the mentality of a bit of a snake.

The figure in the distance, watching this child run away for no reason, was a little puzzled: "Could it be that I met an idiot..."

call out!
Hu Fei didn't hesitate to expend his vitality, and the flying sword under his feet extended a crimson light band in the sky. The sound of breaking through the air was like thunder and thunder.

Whoosh!

Gasping for breath, he soon came to the cliff with dense jungle and shrubs in the Qingjiang River, and said with lingering fear: "Finally...finally throw him...get rid of him."

But at this moment, Hu Fei suddenly felt an extremely oppressive aura, and black shadows flickered faintly in the jungle, alternating light and dark, extremely weird.

This is obviously the breath of magic.

Could it be that the monks of the sorcerer's path are cultivating here?

Hu Fei is a rough-headed person who claims to have thunder and lightning supernatural powers in his hands, but he is not afraid of ordinary monks of the magic way.

So, with a bit of curiosity, he walked into the jungle, stepping on the moldy bushes, making a "squeak, squeak" sound.

Before approaching the jungle, I heard a bone-cold voice: "Who is it!"

An awe-inspiring murderous aura came straight through.

"Who...who is afraid of whom?"

Hu Fei walked into the jungle with his head held high and his chest held high, with a few streaks of thunder still flashing in his palm.

When he walked into the dense forest, he happened to see a slender man in black robes. This man's brows were like swords, his face was as cold as ice, surrounded by mysterious runes floating around, and there was a mysterious and ancient feeling coming from him. Dark breath.

What's more special is that there is a flickering crescent imprint on the center of the man's eyebrows, and a dark flame is floating on the palm of his hand. There is a mysterious light in the heart of the flame, flickering, flickering, It makes people's hearts jump and their souls tremble.

This man is terrible!
This was Hu Fei's first reaction. His intuition told him that this person was a great threat to him, and it was best not to be his enemy.

"You... who are you?"

Hu Fei said hesitantly.

The man slowly opened his eyes, and whispered a few words: "Shi Qianhan."

When he saw Hu Fei, a strange color flashed in his calm eyes, he returned to calm in the blink of an eye, and then continued to condense the magic flame in his hand.

Hu Fei was very curious, looked at the magic flame in his hand, and asked, "This... what is this?"

Shi Qianhan didn't pay attention to him at all, but he didn't attack him. Standing in place like a thousand year old ice sculpture, the aura on his body became more and more terrifying.

With the passage of time, the magic flame in Shi Qianhan's palm became more and more solid and stable, and the mysterious crescent moon mark between his eyebrows also disappeared.

At this time, he stretched out his hand and flicked it lightly, and the magic flame floated in front of him, while he himself closed his eyes and adjusted his breath.

After a long time, the Nine Nether Devil Qi in his body recovered for several minutes, he opened his mouth slightly, and spit out wisps of faint black flames, pouring them into the devil flames.

After only a few dozen breaths, the magic energy was exhausted again.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan sighed lightly: "It seems that the condensing of this flame will not achieve results in a day or two."

puff!
With a wave of his hand, the Nether Demon Flame turned into a black awn, melted into his palm, and returned to the depths of his dantian.

"You...you practice...what kind of...gong method are you cultivating?"

Hu Fei asked very curiously.

When facing the demonic flame in Shi Qianhan's hand, he could feel the slight trembling of the lightning essence in his body. If he really confronted it, he didn't know whether he could restrain it.

Yang Fan understood this son's personality, so he simply ignored him, and said in his heart: "It took me a full month to refine this 'Ghost Demon Flame', and now there is less than half a year left before the appointment at Hanyuan Mountain in Kyoto ..."

"you you……"

Hu Fei was finally angry. He waited patiently for a long time and asked several times, but the other party ignored him at all.

Ow!Ow!
This is really deceptive!

Hu Fei jumped up like a spirit monkey, and the thunder and lightning supernatural powers that had been condensed in his hands turned into electric arcs, covering Yang Fan with his head.

(The second update today, and the third update tonight, where's my ticket?)

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