Xianhong Road

Chapter 355 Two Ghost Flames
"Attack Libo!"

Looking at the shocking inch gap in the magic weapon in his hand, the purple-haired youth's complexion was slightly pale, and his eyes were full of horror.

Among all kinds of attack weapons, there is a type that pursues sharp armor-piercing, called "attack weapon".

Attack sharp weapons generally have extraordinary sharpness and sharp attack, and are valuable among magic weapons of the same level.

However, among the attacking weapons, there is another kind of treasure that monks dream of - attacking Libao.

At this moment, attacking Libao unexpectedly appeared in the hands of a monk who had just entered the golden core stage.

This made the purple-haired youth very unwilling, jealous, and even greedy.

The attacking Libao in Yang Fan's hand is still a magic sword that contains the aura of the supreme overlord. If it falls into the hands of a demon monk, it will be able to exert incredible power.

Such an overlord's magic sword and attacking Libao are definitely treasures that the monks of the devil's way dream of.

"You're the only one left..."

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth pursed into a cold arc.

The power of the Mohuang Sword was greater than he expected. Not only did it damage the opponent's magic weapon, but even the purple-haired young man who was its master was mentally damaged.

This greatly increased his confidence, and his scruples about the middle-stage Golden Core monks eased a little.

Shhh!

Yang Fan's figure flashed sharply, and the Mohuang Sword struck out like lightning, drawing streaks of cold light in the void. The sharp and piercing sword energy made the purple-haired youth extremely afraid, and he fell into a disadvantage in a short time.

Yang Fan had such an attacking weapon in his hand, although the purple-haired young man had a lot of mana, he didn't dare to fight head-on with the opponent's magic weapon.

Ding ding bang bang!

This time, the two were in an erratic state, their figures flickering.

The purple-haired youth couldn't fight recklessly, so he had to adopt a wandering state, trying to consume Yang Fan's mana.

However, he ignored the Xiangyun boots under Yang Fan's feet.

In terms of agility and speed, Yang Fan also stabilized him, making the purple-haired youth restrained everywhere.

The purple-haired young man was extremely useless in his heart. As a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, he thought that he was one or two times better than his opponent in mana and supernatural powers, but was suppressed everywhere. This feeling was not to mention how annoying and humiliating it was.

"This son has several magical treasures in his hand, and even wild beasts, the attacking treasure of the demonic overlord, if not, I would have killed him long ago..."

The purple-haired youth finally broke out under the frustration.

Boom~
Suddenly, a violent flame surged from his body, forcing Yang Fan back temporarily.

Immediately, he opened his palm, and a ball of dark and infinite magic flames popped out. Immediately, circles of black flame seedlings rippled, and a long and deep magic power scattered out, making people's soul throbbing.

Immemorial Heavenly Demon Flame!
Yang Fan was moved!

Cao Xun, the Primordial Demon Sect cultivator whom he encountered in Luoshan Country, also had such supernatural powers.

However, compared with the Immemorial Heavenly Demon Flame, a high-ranking monk in the mid-Jindan period, Cao Xun's methods are not worth mentioning at all.

At this moment, this group of primordial demonic flames is the size of a millstone, exuding the aura of a demonic king from ancient times.

As soon as the magic flame came out, Yang Fan immediately felt the excitement and eagerness of the ghost flame in the depths of his dantian.

Boom!

Boom!Boom!
A strange heartbeat came from somewhere.

On Yang Fan's forehead, a mysterious crescent mark appeared, flashing and flashing, making the surrounding creatures tremble.

"Ghost Flame! Let's compete."

The purple-haired youth's eyes were filled with arrogance and coldness: "Before you die, you need to know who killed you? Remember, my name is Ting Xuanyu."

Ting Xuanyu, a mid-Gold Core cultivator, and a disciple of the Primordial Demon Sect.

"Shi has already remembered, but this is just a message you left before you died."

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth curled up in a mocking arc.

Bang!
A dark flame rose from his body, spreading along his arms to his hands.

The left hand and the right hand held a dark and mysterious magic flame at the same time. At the heart of the flame, there was a dim light that flickered on and off, making people tremble with fear.

These are actually two balls of ghost flames.

"Eryou Demon Flame?! Let's see if you can resist the Primordial Demon Flame that I have cultivated to the fourth level!"

Ting Xuanyu looked confident, and the ancient demonic flame with the size of a millstone in his hand, like an eternal black sun, suddenly rolled up black flames all over the sky, and the air waves circling like black dragons covered half of the world, and slammed towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's face was stern, but he was not afraid. A cloud of ghost flames in his left hand turned into a long black dragon, brazenly breaking through the layers of air waves and flame seedlings, and hit the black sun-like primordial demon flame.

boom!
Yang Fan was slightly taken aback, deeply feeling the vast and infinite power contained in the ancient magic flame.

No wonder this statement was listed as one of the Four Great Demon Flames along with the Nether Demon Flame among the Thirteen Kingdoms of the Northern Qin Dynasty.

Ting Xuanyu was even more frightened. Yang Fan confronted him in a short period of time just by relying on a ghost flame, which was simply unbelievable.

The Nether Demonic Flame is a bit more powerful than he imagined, far exceeding the estimation of the seniors in the sect.

In fact, it wasn't that they miscalculated, but that Yang Fan possessed the "Nine Nether Demon Art" with three volumes in one. It's a bit stronger.

Perhaps, even Old Demon Sanyou didn't expect this situation.

Snapped!
Yang Fan suddenly shot out another ball of ghost flames, two ghost lights that looked like black dragons, immediately suppressed the ancient magic flames of Tingxuanyu.

"This...how is this possible?"

Ting Xuanyu's self-esteem suffered an unprecedented blow, and she could hardly believe the facts in front of her.

His mana level is higher than that of Yang Fan, and with the same level of magic flame, it should be enough to overwhelm the opponent.

However, the truth is precisely Yang Fan, and he is the one who is suppressed.

Not only that, Ting Xuanyu could also sense that Yang Fan didn't seem to be doing his best.

"Turn into a demon!"

Ting Xuanyu gritted her teeth and shouted angrily, a rune distorted like a shadow suddenly appeared around her body, and the black light shot up all over her body, and the flesh and blood body unexpectedly rose to a height of one or two feet out of thin air, turning into an ancient troll.

All of a sudden, a frightening aura of ancient magic way came suppressed, which greatly changed Yang Fan's face.

Ancient Magic Spiritualism! !

Such a supernatural power, like possessing a demon body, is the unique secret skill of the ancient demon sect, and it is extremely powerful.

In a short period of time, through the ancient spirit technique, the strength of Ting Xuanyu was fully doubled, and the power of the ancient magic flame suddenly increased by half.

boom!
Immediately, the Immemorial Heavenly Demonic Flame suddenly expanded, like the deadly heat in the magical flame of the black sun, Ting Xuanyu saved the situation and suppressed Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's pupils shrank, his hands interlaced, and the two clusters of Youmoyan interlaced in an instant.

In an instant, a brand new magic flame, accompanied by a rapid heartbeat, rippling the area.

Boom!

Boom!Boom!
At the heart of the flame, there are two clusters of dim lights.

Yang Fan crazily injected the essence of the magic way, and the three-volume Jiuyou Kung Fu was in full swing.

Boom!

The Mieshihei Sun, which could melt gold into iron, came into contact with the fist-sized Eryou Demon Flame.

In an instant, the entire area was plunged into inexplicable darkness, and the black light rising from the sky formed a "dark night curtain" in a short period of time, blocking the light of the sun, and endless demonic energy raged here.

With such a change, the creatures with a radius of hundreds of miles, including monsters, trembled with fear.

The Thirteen Kingdoms of the Northern Qin Dynasty, the two of the Four Great Demonic Flames, clashed again!

Ting Xuanyu turned into the body of the ancient demon body, two feet high, like a giant, full of demon energy soaring to the sky, causing turmoil in the world, and a black sun-like demon flame in front of her, exuding invisible coercion that makes the soul tremble.

With such momentum and demonic power, even the Great Golden Core cultivator would be afraid of it if he came in person.

In comparison, Yang Fan looked much smaller, but the heart of the magic flame in his palm, two balls of black light, was beating rapidly.

Boom!

Boom!Boom!
A depressive atmosphere made people restless, but Eryou Demon Flame was compressed a little bit, becoming deeper and darker.

Even if Ting Xuanyu turned into an ancient demon, she still couldn't take advantage of it.

The two competed in the void, and the faint heartbeat made Ting Xuanyu more uneasy.

He has a feeling that the Nether Demon Flame is full of stamina, and it still exceeds the limit that he can handle.

In this case, both mana are being consumed.

Yang Fan sneered secretly in his heart, how similar was the scene in Luoshan Kingdom that day.

bang bang bang bang...

Suddenly, the beating sound from the center of Eryou Demon Flame accelerated.

boom--

The beating of Youguang stopped abruptly!

Immediately, the gloomy light that stopped beating twisted horribly and crazily, and the entire "Eryou Demon Flame" instantly turned into a bottomless abyss, filled with endless aura of death and destruction.

The terrifying bottomless abyss, centered on the magic flame in Yang Fan's palm, expanded at a terrifying speed.

"not good!"

Ting Xuanyu felt a fatal crisis, and remembered the scene of Yang Fan devouring Chu Yunhan's ghost flame at the Wentian Conference that day.

call--

The pitch-black magic flame has swept in, swallowing the sprouts and black air waves emanating from the ancient magic flame in an instant.

"No, run away!"

Ting Xuanyu was extremely decisive, her figure flashed suddenly, and her whole body turned into a black strange wind out of thin air, disappeared without a trace in an instant, and merged into the sky.

what!
Yang Fan showed astonishment, he had seen Cao Xun use this secret technique before.

But this Ting Xuanyu is a mid-Golden Core cultivator, transformed into an ancient demon, and his strength has been multiplied several times, which is even more terrifying. It is obviously unrealistic for him to stop him.

Yang Fan quickly unfolded his spiritual consciousness, but found that Ting Xuanyu had disappeared into his spiritual consciousness through this secret technique.

"As expected of a great school of magic with a long history, there is 'Ancient Demonic Spiritualism' in battle, 'Prime Ancient Heavenly Demon Flame' in supernatural powers, and this weird secret technique when escaping."

Yang Fan had no intention of continuing to chase.

Relying on one's own strength, beheading a golden core monk and repelling another golden core mid-stage monk with amazing supernatural powers, this alone is enough to frighten fellow monks.

"Although I let this kid run away, my Eryou Demon Flame also swallowed up one-third of its power..."

Yang Fan quietly experienced the Eryou Demon Flame in his hand, and found that after this devouring, its state had stabilized.

At this moment, Yang Fan's Eryou Demon Flame is still in the initial stage of completion, and he has to go through several small stages of small completion, great completion, and great perfection before he can cross the threshold of Sanyou.

After beating away Ting Xuanyu, a mid-Gold Core cultivator, Yang Fan started to clean up the loot again, and the ten dead Foundation Establishment cultivators did not miss it either.

After half an hour, Yang Fan nodded. The harvest was good. He got two or three magic weapons, and there were many other rare materials and panacea.

After doing this, Yang Fan didn't stop for a moment, turned into a black light, and shuttled across the endless wilderness.

(Second update)

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