Xianhong Road

Chapter 286 Blood Sun Palace·Final Battle
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After receiving a frontal blow from a high-ranking cultivator's magic weapon, the Glazed Cold Crystal Snake's entire body remained lustrous, just like a crystal, but the entire body of the snake was blown away, making several painful hisses in the air.

Yang Fan was connected with him, of course he was aware of its situation, and after learning the result, he couldn't help being ecstatic.

He never expected that the physical defense of the Glazed Cold Crystal Snake could reach such a level, especially the cold crystals on its body, which were several times harder than magic weapons.

Zhuo Jing's random blow could instantly kill even a third-level monster, but it only caused some internal injuries to the Glazed Cold Crystal Snake.Although the surface of the body is extremely hard, there is still a force shocking into it.

But on the surface, the Glazed Cold Crystal Snake was not damaged at all.

"This...how is this possible!"

It was hard for Zhuo Jing to imagine that the second-level peak monster was safe and sound after receiving his blow, even if it was a legendary beast, it was nothing more than that.

What kind of species is this?
The rest of the monks on the field were all shocked.

This ice snake looks a bit like the legendary Primordial Alien Glazed Cold Crystal Snake, but the supernatural powers it contains are different.

This seems to be a powerful prehistoric species that has been mutated and enhanced, and its strength is no worse than that of divine beasts.

"Such a rare prehistoric mutant actually fell into his hands..."

The monks on the field were both envious and jealous.

Zhuo Jing was stunned, and before he could react, the three "soul stabbing needles" that Yang Fan threw out angrily turned into three cold lights and pierced in front of him.

puff~ puff~ puff~
The three trembling soul forces made Zhuo Jing's body stiff, and a flaw appeared in the defense layer, and immediately a powerful and incredible poison invaded the body.

The soul-stirring needle is a powerful and incredible treasure, but after being smeared with the poison prepared by Yang Fan, it becomes even more terrifying.

"poison……"

Zhuo Jing's face turned blue, he waved his long sleeves, slapped away the three soul-piercing needles, and then used his mana to force the poison.During this process, he looked at Yang Fan with a bone-deep chill.

"go with!"

Yang Fan would not give him a chance, as soon as the formula in his hand changed, the "cyan tripod" in the void fell from the sky, and there was a great pulling force.

The cyan tripod is an auxiliary magic weapon, its strength lies in its ability to control, once it is sucked in, the consequences will be disastrous.

"Everyone, come on!"

Li Hongfei let out a long cry, and clapped his palms in the void, a powerful whirlwind, wrapped in densely packed small blue blades, enveloped Zhuo Jing.

"Take a blow from me!"

With a roar, Hu Fei jumped directly to the sky above Zhuo Jing's side, and the mace in his hand bombarded down with great force.

At the same time, the rest of the monks saw the opportunity and cast spells and secret techniques one after another, covering Zhuo Jing with a brilliant light.

At this moment, Zhuo Jing's situation can be described as extremely dangerous, with a severe poison attack in his body, a blue tripod with strong control on his head, and Hu Fei's violent blow from the front, and then fell into the siege of Li Hongfei's cyclone and the monks .

His face was livid, and his body felt a slight numbness. The poison in his body surged for a while, and he had to allocate part of his mana to support the protective layer of the ultimate defensive spirit armor.

Ding ding bang bang!

Under the dense bombardment, Zhuo Jing retreated again and again, and his steps were extremely difficult.Once he relaxes, he will be pulled in by the blue tripod above his head.

Bang!
Hu Fei's mace hit his protective layer with the power of Mount Tai, and there was a "click" sound, and a crack appeared on the protective cover where the texture of the armor was faintly visible.

Bang bang boom boom!

The ensuing massive attacks immediately broke through the protective cover.

"The shield is broken! Kill him!"

Li Hongfei and the others were overjoyed, and the attack became more violent.

They saw hope, the hope of beheading the high-level.

Yang Fan also understands that at this moment Zhuo Jing's poisonous power has not yet been forced out, and he is under the siege of everyone. This is the most promising opportunity to kill him since the battle.

Zhuo Jing's complexion was livid, with uncertain light and dark, and the protective cover was broken. He snorted, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, which was even slightly purple-black, which was obviously caused by the poison.

"You want to kill me...you're still too far away!" Zhuo Jing took a strong breath, his body bursting with green light, temporarily forcing the attacks away.

Swish!
There was an extra scroll-like thing in his hand, and he unfolded it immediately. There were countless sparkling water-blue runes flowing on it, exuding a mysterious and ancient aura.

"what is that……"

Yang Fan faintly felt something was wrong.

"No, that's an extremely rare secret volume in the world of cultivating immortals!"

Li Hongfei exclaimed, obviously feeling strong fear of the "Secret Scroll" in Zhuo Jing's hands.

hum~
With a light flick of Zhuo Jing's fingers, the densely packed runes were combined in a mysterious and unpredictable way, and a layer of water-blue mask was formed around his body in an instant, and it became more and more solid.

Ding ding bang bang bang...

Under the attacks, the water-blue mask rippled, and there was a soft and inclusive force on it. The monks attacked for a while, but they couldn't do anything.

"This is the legendary 'Secret Scroll', it really is a big deal!"

Mengxuan looked at the scroll-like thing in Zhuo Jing's hands, a flash of amazement flashed in her eyes.

"Secret volume?" Yang Fan showed a look of astonishment. He knew some information about this thing.

In the million-year history of the world of cultivating immortals since ancient times, there have been countless skills inherited. Among them, the talismans refined by the world of cultivating immortals are one of them.

The talisman is a one-time use, and does not require much mana to activate, and can achieve the effect of an instant spell. The higher the level, the rarer it is.

And the secret scroll... is a higher level existence than the talisman seal!This thing can be used many times, and after each use, you only need to leave it for a while or fill it with spirit, and then you can continue to use it.

The power of the secret scroll is not only that it can be used multiple times, but also that it is composed of many runes and many materials. When used, it can be combined into different spells according to the actual situation.

In other words, the secret scroll can cast a variety of spells instantly and can be used multiple times.

Regarding the records of the secret volume, Yang Fan thought that this thing had been completely lost, but he did not expect it to appear in Zhuo Jing's hands.

"Everyone continue to attack, find a way to consume the power of the runes in the secret scroll..."

Li Hongfei shouted loudly, and the attack became more rapid.

Yang Fan stared at the water-blue protective shield, and immediately sacrificed the fire-type attack spirit weapon, the red feather fan, and swung it several times in a row, and the fan-shaped flames bombarded it, the effect was not bad, the hit part Immediately dimmed a lot.

Zhuo Jing took this opportunity to get rid of the poison.

In fact, in the absence of external interference, it only takes one or two breaths to get rid of this poison.

In the blink of an eye, Zhuo Jing's complexion returned to ruddy, with a gloomy expression on his face, and he injected aura into the top-grade defensive spiritual weapon to form a thick defensive layer again.

Immediately, he withdrew the secret scroll in his hand and injected spiritual energy into another one.

bang~
A violent ice and snow storm was suddenly released from the dense volume, and there were even huge ice blocks mixed in. The icy cold air enveloped a radius of several tens of feet, and everything around was condensed with a layer of frost.

The spell released in this secret volume is a large-scale ice and snow attack, faintly reaching the fourth level. Even if the monks reacted quickly enough, many people were injured.

"Hurry up!"

Yang Fan gave a cold shout, and retreated quickly with the crowd, but green light spots shot out from his hand, covering the injured monk.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the injuries of these monks healed.

swoosh~
At this moment, the Glazed Cold Crystal Snake jumped over suddenly, followed by a cold current, and it rushed into the ice and snow storm with a happy face.

Immediately, this is comparable to a fourth-level spell, the cold air is greatly reduced, and the power can quickly injure people.That frightening chill seemed to be absorbed by the Glazed Cold Crystal Snake.

Zhuo Jing stared at the ice snake, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and thinking of the two treasures that Yang Fan had snatched from him, his anger and murderous intent grew stronger.

call out!
With a figure like a gust of wind, he bypassed the glazed cold crystal snake, and rushed towards Yang Fan like lightning. With the majestic power of the mysterious steel fan in his hand, he struck Yang Fan from the air.

The high-ranking cultivator's magic weapon strikes with all his strength, and without the best spiritual armor, Yang Fan can't resist it hard, and he will die in it! !
Seeing the threatening blow coming, Yang Fan's complexion changed slightly, but he maintained his basic composure.

Swish!
The silver glow of Xiangyun boots trembled under his feet, and Yang Fan's figure disappeared from the spot.

puff!

The Xuangang Treasure Fan strikes with all its strength, and it misses the air!

But Yang Fan has already moved ten feet away.

"What..." Zhuo Jing stared at the pair of silver boots under Yang Fan's feet, with shock in his eyes, which immediately turned into more naked greed.

These boots can actually bring about an effect similar to teleportation!

Moreover, after wearing these boots, Yang Fan's speed doubled, and the gap with him also narrowed.

Such top-quality boots are almost second only to the "wind boots" in the middle of wearing, and Zhuo Jing's heart is pounding.

Glazed Cold Crystal Snake, Fangtian Jinming Brick, unknown ancient treasure black fan, and this pair of "Xiangyun Boots", Zhuo Jing's eyes on Yang Fan became even hotter.

As long as this son is killed, the harvest will be greater than those who killed the other monks.

call out!
Zhuo Jing resisted the continuous attacks from the surrounding monks, and stared at Yang Fan relentlessly.

Whether it's because of personal hatred or personal interests, Yang Fan is the primary target he wants to kill.

Swish!
Silver light arcs flashed in the void from time to time, and at every critical moment, Yang Fan would use Xiangyun Boots' teleportation technique to escape Zhuo Jing's attack.

"Hmph, I don't believe your mana can support continuous teleportation."

Zhuo Jing sneered secretly, determined to consume Yang Fan to death.

The supernatural powers of escapism require a lot of physical load, and the consumption of mana is even greater.

He concluded that Yang Fan couldn't hold on for too long.

Ding ding bang bang...

The surrounding monks launched continuous attacks on Zhuo Jing, but he was always in a state of high-speed movement, most of the attacks failed, and a small amount of attacks could not pose a threat to him.

Relying on Yang Fan's abnormal resilience, he spent half an hour with Zhuo Jing.

"How is this possible... The sustaining power of this kid is so terrifying, does he have some secret treasure?"

Zhuo Jing couldn't help gnashing his teeth.

He is not in the best state at the moment, facing the attacks of the monks all the time, and his mana is also consumed by [-] to [-]%.

If this continues, he really won't be able to consume Yang Fan.

At a certain moment, his figure suddenly stopped, and his eyes fixed on another delicate and pretty woman.

butterfly lotus.

Zhuo Jing's heart suddenly moved, and he immediately made up his mind.

"No!" Yang Fan's complexion changed, and he quickly said to Hu Fei, "Protect her."

After saying that, his figure flashed sharply, and he pinched out three talisman seals in his hand.

"Hehe!" Zhuo Jing let out a long laugh, and struck Die Lian like lightning, took a picture from the air, and a soft force covered her, obviously wanting to capture Die Lian alive and use it to threaten Yang Fan to submit.

"stop!"

Hu Fei swung the ancient treasure mace in the air, and a huge phantom of the mace cut off Zhuo Jing's attack method, and there was a "boom", and the powerful shock wave sent the butterfly lotus flying.

Whoosh whoosh!
At this time, the three talisman seals in Yang Fan's hand were shot out, and only the sound of "boom boom boom" was heard, and three huge icebergs fell from the sky, covering Zhuo Jing with a powerful icy air.

For Zhuo Jing, the phantom carried by Frozen Cloud and Huanshan could be ignored at all, and Yang Fan just wanted to delay him for a while.

"Stop him!"

Yang Fan hurriedly spoke to Li Hongfei and the others.

call out!
Li Hongfei rushed over after Hu Fei, and shot four or five third-level talisman seals in his hand, and a violent wind instantly blocked the space between Zhuo Jing and Dielian.

"Run away..."

Die Lian hurriedly shot away into the distance.

"The vulture subtotal!"

The spells in Zhuo Jing's hands were constantly changing, and a madly spinning cyan light ball condensed in the palm of his hand.

"go with!"

The cyan ball of light came out of his hand, and then exploded suddenly. A violent cyan storm immediately flooded the area for tens of feet, and all magic attacks were annihilated.

call out--

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the blue light under his feet trembled violently, pushing him seven or eight feet away, out of this chaotic area, and continued to chase Dielian.

"Leave!"

There was a sound of breaking through the air behind him, and Yang Fan flickered behind him, shooting a silent black whip shadow from his hand.

swoosh~
Yang Fan suddenly used the mysterious black whip to wrap around Zhuo Jing's ankle.

"what?"

Zhuo Jing's body went numb, he stood stiff for a moment, then turned his head to look at Yang Fan in disbelief.

At this moment, the mysterious black whip in Yang Fan's hand was stretched to a length of one or two feet, wrapped around his ankles, and tightened together with the defensive layer on his body.

Circles of pale black light extended from the black whip and penetrated into Zhuo Jing's body. He felt the loss of essence and blood in his body, and at the same time his body fell into a slight paralysis, and the poison penetrated into his body.

"Phantom Bloodsucking Snake Whip?!" Zhuo Jing was shocked: "How could this thing be in your hands? What is your relationship with the Poison King?"

After seeing this whip, Zhuo Jing's expression changed drastically, and the expression on his face was even more embarrassing.

Phantom Vampire Snake Whip?Poison King?
Yang Fan was slightly taken aback.

This mysterious black whip was obtained from the hunchbacked old man in Yihe Village. The mysterious old man claimed to be a pharmacist. place.

Could it be that the hunchbacked old man is the poison king that Zhuo Jing said, and this mysterious black whip is called "Phantom Spirit Blood-sucking Snake Whip"?
Yang Fan was very shocked. You must know that Zhuo Jing was a person who was reborn after seizing the house, and he was promoted to the Nascent Soul Stage before the seizure.

"Hmph! What snake whip and poisonous king?" Yang Fan sneered and said, "You can save your life here today!"

Regarding the matter of the hunchbacked old man, Yang Fan kept his promise with the other party and would not disclose information about him.

But at this moment, Zhuo Jing, Hu Fei and others also rushed over one after another. Seeing Zhuo Jing wrapped around the black whip in Yang Fan's hand, with a look of surprise on his face, they rushed here as soon as possible.

"Zhuo has miscalculated your strength and capital..."

Zhuo Jing took a deep breath, his mana soared, and immediately broke away half of the phantom blood-sucking snake whip.

Yang Fan was stunned, how could he succeed, and frantically injected mana into the black whip.

In the past, as an ordinary monk, he was almost powerless to resist when he was entangled by the phantom blood-sucking snake whip, but this Zhuo Jing was a high-level master who had mastered powerful supernatural powers, and he had the tendency to break free from the black whip abruptly.

go with!
Yang Fan swung his other hand abruptly, and the cyan tripod roared towards Zhuo Jing as a hood, distributing part of his mana.

However, even in this situation, Zhuo Jing broke free from the black whip, but it took only a few breaths.

"go to hell!"

At this moment, Hu Fei rushed over, and with a "bang" sound from the mace in his hand, he hit Zhuo Jing's defense layer, causing him to shake.

shhhhhh!
The rest of the monks came one by one, and the attacks came continuously.

Zhuo Jing's expression froze, he didn't expect to fall into such a dangerous situation again, and all of this came from Yaoshi Yang in front of him.

Swish!
He took out the water-blue scroll again, and a soft water-blue light condensed around him, forcibly resisting the attacks of the monks.

"break!"

Zhuo Jing roared, and the mana in his body surged out, and finally broke free from the phantom blood-sucking snake whip.

Yang Fan felt a chill in his heart, he fell to the ground continuously, his eyebrows broke open suddenly, and a drop of blood was shot out, which splashed onto the phantom vampire whip.

Suddenly, a strange fluctuation came from the blood-sucking black whip. The whip twisted in the void like a poisonous snake, and there was a thrilling power.

Judging by its momentum, the strength of this spirit-transforming venomous snake faintly touches a high-level level.

"Suffer to death!"

From top to bottom, Zhuo Jing waved the mysterious steel fan towards Yang Fan.

Then, with a "swish", the distorted poisonous snake blocked in front of Yang Fan, just in front of the huge fan-shaped phantom.

Boom!

The fan-shaped phantom exploded, and the powerful power struck, still causing Yang Fan to be seriously injured.

Zhuo Jing was overjoyed, he took advantage of the victory to pursue, and the protective shield formed by the dense scroll forcibly received the attacks of the rest of the monks, and it was much dimmed at this moment.

Yang Fan retreated quickly, suddenly waved his hand, and suddenly there were two armored guards in front of him.

puppet!
Zhuo Jing was blocked immediately, and several monks not far away showed astonishment, and thought to himself: Isn't this the iron-clad puppet in Jiuyou Palace?Why was it refined by Yang Fan?
puff puff!

The two armored puppets waved their halberds and bombarded the water-blue shield around him.

The venomous snake didn't show weakness, it launched continuous attacks, and the water-blue barrier formed by the dense scroll immediately dimmed to the extreme.

Yang Fan's face was gloomy and cold, and he suddenly said a word: "Broken!"

Boom!Boom!
The two armored puppets exploded at the same time, and Zhuo Jing was at its core position. The powerful blasting power immediately tore the already dim water-blue shield formed by the dense volume into pieces.

Click!

Not only that, but even the shield on his body was torn apart.

Ding ding bang bang...

The rest of the monks attacked one after another.

Among them, Hu Fei's attack was the most powerful, hitting the head with a mace, carrying the destructive power of thunder and fire.

"not good!"

Zhuo Jing secretly thought that something was wrong, and he wanted to retreat, and he was ready to escape as soon as he flew into the air.

"Where to run?"

Yang Fan sneered, and the spirit-transforming poisonous snake entangled him tightly with a "whoosh".

In an instant, Zhuo Jing was wrapped around seven or eight circles by the Hualing poisonous snake, which can almost be described as a five-flower tie.

"Kill him!"

Li Hongfei was overjoyed, this was the best opportunity ever.

"If you want to kill me, it's impossible—"

Zhuo Jing's eyes were bloodshot, and the mana in his body was compressed strangely. He didn't know what secret technique he used, and he released a terrifying and depressive force, breaking away half of the blood-sucking snake whips around him in an instant.

boom--

A terrifying tidal wave of violent spiritual energy annihilated the attacks of all the monks. Almost all the monks were rushed more than ten feet away and suffered heavy injuries.

Only Yang Fan grabbed the blood-sucking snake whip tightly, and his body stabilized abruptly. He refused to give up the opportunity he had finally created in front of him.

If Zhuo Jing really wanted to run away, it would be almost impossible for them to stop him.

"Hahaha……"

The powerful and terrifying tide of spiritual energy impacted in all directions with Zhuo Jing as the center. Yang Fan endured waves of attacks, his mind immersed in the green land of Xianhong space, and his injuries were repaired one by one.

If it is the same level of foundation building, in this case, I am afraid that it is enough to die a few times.

"You want to kill me...impossible!" Zhuo Jing stared at him with a pair of cold eyes: "Killing high-ranking people by leapfrogging has never happened in the world of cultivating immortals for thousands of years!"

He stretched out his hand suddenly, and there was a great attraction, and Yang Fan's body was pulled towards him involuntarily.

"Uh……"

Yang Fan's throat was seized by an invisible force, he had difficulty breathing, and he was about to suffocate to death.

"Hahaha... Do you understand now, the power represented by the high-level golden core? I want to kill you, it's easy!"

Zhuo Jing's face was ferocious, and he increased his strength little by little, trying to crush Yang Fan's throat.

"Not good! Yaoshi Yang."

"what--"

Hu Fei almost went crazy.

Die Lian's eyes were even more moist, her face was ashamed and her face was pale.

At this moment, they are all more than ten feet away, and it is obviously impossible to rescue them under the violent spiritual energy tide.

As for Yang Fan, his life was at stake.

Then, surprisingly, even in such a situation, Yang Fan still maintained a calm face, and there was even a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

In this case, he has only two ways to turn the tables, and one of them is too expensive.

Therefore...he could only choose the last method.

Whoosh!
Behind Zhuo Jing, a tall silver-armored guard suddenly appeared, and a deadly oppressive aura came from him.

"That is……"

The monks were shocked and almost screamed out.

They have a deep understanding of the terrifying existence behind Zhuo Jing.

"What?!" Zhuo Jing swept his consciousness, and when he saw what was behind him, his heart went cold: "It's not good——"

He wanted to dodge, but it was too late!
puff!

With the sound of piercing through the sky, the silver giant sword slashed across his body.

Zhuo Jing froze, with panic and despair on his face, staring at Yang Fan in disbelief.

"How is it possible... how is it possible..."

It was the last thought in his chaotic consciousness.

It was hard for him to imagine that Yang Fan also had a silver-armored puppet comparable to a high-level one.

High-level puppet!
If he had known this earlier, how could he fight Yang Fan recklessly when he was under public criticism?

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