Xianhong Road

Chapter 248
(There are some things, so today the two are more together.)
In fact, all the monks on the field felt the same as Yang Fan, as if they were facing the endless stormy waves alone.

However, this pressure came and went quickly, dissipating in no time.

call!
Everyone on the field breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the god-like woman in front of the Nine Serenity Secret Realm.

Yang Fan finally confirmed that this is the first Nascent Soul stage strongman he has seen in this life, and she is also a Nascent Soul stage female cultivator.

There are not many opportunities like this... Be sure to see clearly!
Yang Fan took a deep breath, and raised his head to look up at the noble and extraordinary female cultivator in palace attire with colorful lights on her feet.

A beautiful face of flawless white jade, as calm as water, dignified and graceful, with a light bun, silk sash fluttering, skin with a faint radiance, graceful and graceful, a fairy grasping.

It looks like she is only 24 or [-] years old, but no one will believe that this is her real age.

She is like a god high above, looking down on the thousands of monks below, elegant and refined.

"Fairy Lingxia!"

Someone below exclaimed in a low voice, recognizing the identity of this Nascent Soul cultivator.

Fairy Lingxia.

Yang Fan was shocked. Even though he was limited by his status and strength, he didn't know much about the high-level cultivators of Yuyang Kingdom, but he had heard the legend about this female cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage.

It is said that this Fairy Lingxia is a strong Nascent Soul Stage who has risen in Yuyang Kingdom in the last 200 years, and she is also a casual cultivator.

Loose cultivators generally have no family or sect, and they practice alone without support or support. Unless there is no great opportunity, they can rarely advance to high levels, let alone the tyrannical existence of the Nascent Soul Stage.

Yu Wenrou gazed at the perfect fairy-like woman in the distance, with longing in her eyes, and whispered to Yang Fan: "I heard that the one who will lead the Righteous Path casual cultivator camp to compete for the spot this time is Fairy Lingxia."

"Oh?"

Yang Fan nodded. It turns out that Fairy Lingxia is the leader of the Righteous Way Loose Cultivator camp.

According to the information he received from the Dark Blood Dynasty, the Righteous Path Loose Cultivator camp got 50 places this time, just like the Evil Path Loose Cultivator camp.

The nominal leader of the Demon Dao Loose Cultivator camp is the Seven Sons of Blood Demon, but Yang Fan is sure that most of their behind-the-scenes are also involved in the Nascent Soul Stage.

The three top sects of cultivating immortals, including Qingyuanmen, also got 50 each. These three sects are the most powerful.

The rest of the first-class cultivating sects, such as Jin Hongmen and Linghuanmen, each occupy 30 places.

As for the other second-rate sects of cultivating immortals, the number of places obtained is about 10.

In comparison, the combination of the four major families in Kyoto can get 80 places, which is far beyond expectations.

According to Yang Fan's estimation, the strength of any one of the four major immortal cultivating families in Kyoto is far inferior to the first-rate cultivating sects.

Then, the four major families in Kyoto united, but got 80 quotas, which also caused Yang Fan to think deeply.

"Could it be that behind the camp of the four major families in Kyoto, there are also strong Nascent Soul stage supporters?"

Yang Fan thought to himself.

Just as he was thinking, two more majestic rays of light flew over from the distant sky, blood-colored and cyan-purple respectively.

Shrouded in the blood-colored light was an old man with falcon-like eyes. His body was bloody and murderous. The blood flowed under his feet forming a strange light that circulated endlessly.

Another middle-aged monk had an extraordinary handsome face and star-like eyes, but he was casually dressed in a cloth robe, with disheveled hair, and he looked a bit unruly and arrogant.

"Hahaha... Fairy Lingxia, I didn't expect you to arrive a moment earlier than us."

The bohemian and handsome man let out a long laugh, exuding a majestic aura of vast sea and sky.

"I didn't expect three Nascent Soul Stage experts to come so soon."

Yang Fan was speechless secretly.

All the monks below did not dare to express their anger, and there was a bit of awe and admiration in their eyes.

Yang Fan secretly guessed the identities of the other two, but Yu Wenrou said very understandingly: "These two are the blood demon ancestor and the owner of Wuyou valley."

"It really is them..."

Yang Fan nodded.

Both of these two are veteran Nascent Soul cultivators, whose reputation has intimidated the Yuyang Kingdom for hundreds of years, and they are contemporaries of Sanyou Old Demon.

When Fairy Lingxia saw these two monks of the same level coming over, she naturally showed no arrogance, she pursed her lips and smiled: "Lingxia is a latecomer Yuanying monk, and the two of you are half of my seniors, so of course I can't keep you waiting."

The ancestor of the blood demon said lightly: "We are both in the early Yuanying period, there is not much difference between the three of us, why do we need these seniority talks. Even if you call us seniors, the quota and benefits of the Nine Nether Secret Realm will not be divided much. You have one."

"I'm talking about Patriarch Gorefiend, Lingxia is so polite and courteous, you can't save yourself some morals."

The owner of Wuyou Valley seems to be a little dissatisfied, and somewhat protective of Fairy Lingxia.

"The ancestor is still so outspoken." Fairy Lingxia smiled slightly, but there was no sullen look on her face.

The blood demon patriarch snorted softly, but did not speak.

Obviously, the relationship between the three Nascent Soul monks is not so harmonious.

Especially the blood demon old man and Lingxia fairy, who are the behind-the-scenes controllers of the righteous way of casual cultivators and the demonic way of casual cultivators respectively.

"Okay, let's sit here now and let these juniors from Yuyang Kingdom enter the 'Nine Serene Secret Realm' as soon as possible."

The owner of Wuyou Valley said rightly.

"By the way, why don't you see Qingxu Sanren and Sanyou old devil coming over?"

Fairy Lingxia asked in confusion.

"The two of them are going to the Qingjiang River to fight the old demons. Let us leave this place to the three of us."

The owner of Wuyou Valley explained.

"Oh." A strange color flashed in Fairy Lingxia's bright eyes.

shhhhhh!
Three flashes of astonishing momentum pierced the sky and came to the gate of nine lights in front of the secret realm.

The three Nascent Soul stage monks each guard the three passages and perform their duties.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan was a little bit shocked. He didn't expect that the senior management of Yuyang Kingdom would attach so much importance to the Nine Serenities Secret Realm, and they would not hesitate to send three Nascent Soul stage experts to sit in the command.

"The passage to the secret realm will only be open for half a day, and those who enter first will have certain advantages. All forces in Yuyang Kingdom will enter in batches according to the number of quotas predetermined in advance, and no one can be more than one quota. If there is any violation, the entry will be cancelled." Qualifications for the Nine Serenity Secret Realm."

The owner of Wuyou Valley swept his eyes across all the camps on the field, and said indifferently, his voice spread over a radius of more than ten miles.

Hearing this, the forces immediately began to act.

The first to act was the Demon Dao Loose Cultivator camp. A total of [-] Demon Dao elite monks flew towards one of the Light Gates.

This transmission channel is fixed-point one-way transmission. If you go into a different channel, you will be transported to different places in the secret territory.Therefore, the monks of each force will find the same channel to enter, so that the strength will not be dispersed.

"Children of the Yuwen family, you must follow Rou'er's command during this trip to the secret realm. Unless there are special circumstances, you must not act without authorization..."

Patriarch Yuwen explained a few words in a very hasty tone, after all, time was tight.

"Okay, let's go!"

Patriarch Yuwen took a deep breath, waved his hand, and fixed his eyes on the faces of Yang Fan and Yu Wenrou for a moment, as if he was entrusted with something.

"Rou'er will be taken care of by you, and please try to help the Yuwen family to reduce casualties."

The Yuwen family's spiritual consciousness transmits sound.

Yang Fan nodded slightly at him.

"Yes, master."

A group of 20 members of the Yuwen family immediately ran towards one of the passages instead of flying.

Because among the 20 people, the monks in the concentration stage only accounted for half, and the other half of the monks were either qi refining Dzogchen, or had special abilities.

Yang Fan looked at the light gate approaching a little bit, his heart gradually became nervous, but he also had a strong sense of anticipation and fighting spirit.

In the process of approaching, Yang Fan glanced at the monks passing through the light gate from time to time.

At a certain moment, there was a low cry from the righteous way loose cultivator camp.

A man in white with a sword on his back actually broke away from the crowd and flew towards another light gate by himself, not obeying the arrangement of the orthodox casual cultivator camp.

"This guy is so arrogant, he didn't obey the command and acted without authorization."

"That's..." Yang Fan stared at the figure of Shengxue in white, his pupils shrank suddenly: "Wushuang."

That person is Wushuang, he left the Righteous Loose Cultivator camp at this moment and acted alone.

He just flew in front of Guangmen, when Fairy Lingxia yelled from the high school above his head: "Stop!"

Wushuang looked up at her, and said calmly, "Why?"

"As a member of the casual cultivator camp, acting alone is tantamount to dying and wasting a precious quota."

There was a sense of oppression coming from Fairy Lingxia, which made Wushuang's body stiff and her face pale.

"Sorry, I'm used to it alone."

Wushuang turned into a vague white shadow, and dared to disobey the orders of the strong Nascent Soul Stage, and flew straight into a certain light gate.

"You dare to resist?"

Fairy Lingxia suddenly felt that her face was dull. A low-ranking cultivator dared to go against her, and her bright eyes flashed sharply.

She lightly raised her arms, ready to kill him, but at this moment, a cyan light wave flashed on Wushuang's body, disappeared out of thin air, and immediately flashed to the door of light, and stepped inside in a blink of an eye.

Swish!
Wushuang disappeared, and he has entered the secret realm.

Fairy Lingxia's pretty face turned white and blue, and her chest rose and fell slightly, but she soon calmed down.

This little episode passed quickly, only to cause a wave.

At the same time, Yang Fan was in the Yuwen camp.

Yu Wenrou calmly observed the several big forces that entered the passage first.

She is very smart, and she will never consider the passages for tyrannical forces such as Qingyuanmen and Moyangzong to enter.

Soon, Yu Wenrou chose a light door passage, and the person guarding it was the blood demon ancestor.

Before they got close, they felt a bloody aura of turbulent waves oppressing them, and the whole group froze involuntarily, bearing unimaginable pressure.

"Which force is the comer?"

The old Gorefiend's voice echoed in everyone's ears, giving people a sense of unreliability standing in front of the gate of hell.

Yu Wenrou hurried forward and replied respectfully: "Senior, we are the Jingdu Yuwen family. There are 20 people in total. Please count them."

"Go in."

The ancestor of the blood demon swept these people with his spiritual sense, and saw that the number was correct, so he didn't pay much attention.

Yang Fan couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat. At this moment, he had used the dead wood kung fu to the limit. He wondered if the blood demon patriarch could see his true cultivation.

However, even if the blood demon patriarch knew his real cultivation level, he probably wouldn't pay attention to it. In the eyes of a strong man of this level, a monk in the foundation establishment stage is not much different from an ant.

"Yes, senior."

Yu Wenrou hurriedly led the crowd towards one of the passages.

She was the first to enter the Light Gate, and as soon as she passed through, she left an afterimage before disappearing suddenly.

Yang Fan and Yu Wenlin followed closely behind and entered the light gate passage together.

This teleportation light gate is one foot wide, can accommodate several people to enter at the same time, and is extremely stable, a hundred times better than the existing teleportation arrays on the mainland.

hum~
Yang Fan felt a soft white light enveloped his body.

At this moment, he was falling from mid-air, stepping on solid ground in the blink of an eye.

When the white light dissipated, the blood-red sunset in the sky was the first thing printed in his field of vision.

A piece of reddish glow, shining on the earth, has a gentle feeling, which is somewhat different from the sun outside.

Suddenly, he felt a cold breath.

Yang Fan looked alert, looked around, and found that he was actually standing on a snow-covered mountain, about halfway up the mountain.

"The environment here is so weird..."

Yang Fan was secretly startled, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Why is it only me?

He reacted suddenly.

More than [-] members of the Yuwen family entered the same teleportation channel, so it stands to reason that they should be teleported to the same location.

Seeing this, he quickly flew into the air with his sword, and began to observe with his spiritual consciousness.

Soon, two miles away, Yang Fan found a familiar figure: a female cultivator in a water-blue dress, who was also patrolling around, looking a little anxious.

Yu Wenrou!
Yang Fan hurriedly flew towards where she was, and after a while, Yu Wenrou also found him, with a happy expression on his face.

"Yang Yaoshi, how did you find me?" Yu Wenrou asked.

"I happened to see you at the top of the mountain." Yang Fan said with a smile.

"Why didn't you see anyone else? We came in from the same transmission channel."

Yu Wenrou said puzzledly.

"Maybe there is a possibility..." Yang Fan pondered.

"What is possible?"

"We may be teleported to a certain area, but at a certain distance from each other."

Yang Fan pondered.

"If that's the case, that's easy."

Yu Wenrou smiled slightly, took out a divine message talisman from the storage bag, poured mana into it, and crushed it.

In an instant, a white beam of light rose into the sky, and then turned into colorful rays of light, shooting in all directions, and transmitting wisps of special fluctuations.

This state lasted for four or five breaths before disappearing.

The two waited in place for a while, and soon heard the sound of breaking open.

call out!
The first one to arrive was Yu Wenlin.

Yu Wenrou breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that Yang Fan's guess was correct.

"cousin."

Yu Wenlin showed surprise on his face: "I thought I was teleported away by random."

"Huh? Yaoshi Yang is here so soon."

Yu Wenlin's eyes fell on Yang Fan, and he said in a little surprise.

Yu Wenrou said with a smile: "We teleported to a very close location, Yaoshi Yang discovered me first."

"Oh." Yu Wenlin nodded, a sharp look flashed in his eyes.

Yang Fan faintly sensed the hostility from Yu Wenlin.

I learned from Yu Wenrou that Yu Wenlin is her distant cousin. Because of his good talent, under the deliberate cultivation of the family, he has become a contemporary leader of the Yuwen family.

Soon, the rest of the Yuwen family rushed over one by one.

Half an hour later, no one came over.

Yu Wenrou counted the number of people, and frowned: "Nineteen people..."

Nineteen people, that is to say, one person is missing.

"Everyone look at each other, who is not here?"

Yu Wenlin ordered.

"Second miss, it's Yu Wenmeng..." A member of the Yuwen family replied.

"Yu Wenmeng? He is the core disciple of the family, a monk in the concentration period, why didn't he come?"

Yu Wenrou faintly sensed something was wrong.

"Let's wait a little longer, maybe he was delayed because of something." Yu Wenlin comforted.

Yang Fan showed a thoughtful look on his face, and said in a low voice: "According to my observation just now, 20 of us came in through the same passage, and were probably teleported to a certain area with a radius of ten miles, and the signal of the divine message talisman can cover hundreds of miles. , Even the monks in the Qi refining stage have arrived, and it is impossible for the monks in the Concentration stage to not arrive."

"There is only one possibility..."

Yang Fan didn't continue talking.

"I don't believe it! Yu Wenmeng's strength is not bad, it is impossible to die so easily."

Several of the family's children cast hostile gazes at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was indifferent and didn't speak.

"Then let's wait."

Yu Wenrou still had the last ray of hope.

Everyone was silent for a while, feeling a little nervous.

"It's better to send a few more cautious people to search within a radius of ten miles."

Yang Fan suggested to Yu Wenrou.

"Okay," Yu Wenrou listened to Yang Fan's advice and sent four monks in the concentrating stage to check around.

Half an hour later, there was a rapid piercing sound from the front:

"Second Miss... I found Yu Wenmeng's body."

The disciple in the concentrating period exclaimed, with a look of panic on his face.

When everyone heard the words, their colors changed one after another.

He had just entered the Nine Serenity Secret Realm, and before he even started to explore, a monk with good strength died immediately.

"What happened? Tell me clearly."

Yu Wenlin said coldly.

"I found Yu Wenmeng's body near the top of the iceberg in the north. There were many scratches on his body, covered with a layer of frost, and there seemed to be some relics of fighting. I didn't dare to explore rashly, so I returned quickly."

The concentrating cultivator replied.

After a while, the other three concentrating monks also came back.

Knowing Yu Wenmeng's unfortunate death, everyone was silent for a while, and many people's eyes were dim, with fear on their faces.

"Second Miss, what should we do?" Several family members asked.

Yang Fan said calmly: "Risks and benefits are often linked, and there are family members who died there."

As soon as this remark was made, Yu Wenrou nodded and said, "Then let's go to the top of the mountain to have a look."

A group of people rushed to the top of the mountain.

Seeing Yu Wenrou's obedience to Yang Fan's words, Yu Wenlin, who was standing aside, had an imperceptible flash of jealousy in his eyes, and the hostility deepened a bit.

With the pace of everyone, the surrounding cold became stronger and stronger, and the temperature dropped little by little.

In half a cup of tea, everyone was about to reach the top of this ice-snow mountain.

At this moment, the cold air and cold wind howling from all around are enough to stab a person's body.

call!
A storm of ice and snow suddenly blew up ahead, shattered ice and snowflakes flew all over the sky, rolling in with the cold current and cold wind, with great momentum.

"No, this ice and snow storm is too strong, let's run away!"

Everyone in the Yuwen family was intimidated, and the Qi-refining stage monks who were almost weak in strength looked pale.

"We can't escape." Yang Fan said abruptly.

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