Xianhong Road

Chapter 410 The Peacock Demon
The power of the confrontation between the two powerhouses erupted with a bang, and immediately dispersed the battles of the other high-level fighters, and the powerful momentum overflowed the audience.

The old man surnamed Jin and the female cultivator surnamed Qin all showed surprise on their faces, and the cold and arrogant demon cultivator showed surprise.

Yang Fan's figure flew several feet with the help of the powerful aftermath, stepped on the wall in the air, and landed floatingly. At this time, the right hand holding the Xuanyin treasure fan recovered from the numbness.

Then, during the volley, he lost most of his strength and was not injured.

"what?"

The peacock little demon's figure swayed slightly, and when she stabilized her figure, she let out a little surprise, a little surprised.

Her attack just now was swift and powerful, and it contained a certain amount of innate power, even if it was an ordinary Golden Core cultivator who took it hard, she would still suffer a small loss.

But Yang Fan took this blow and was safe and sound.

Thinking of this, the little peacock demon's expression sank again, and another red feather appeared in his hand.

In this way, she has two similar feathers.

Swish!

She stroked the two feathers of green and red at the same time, and a turbulent and violent cyclone of wind and fire rushed towards Yang Fan. The power was twice as terrifying as before. A terrifying and depressing atmosphere made the old man surnamed Jin and others tremble. .

"Not good!" Yang Fan's body surface immediately condensed a "grass armor" made of dead green silk threads, and his figure rushed to the distance.

This time, like an invincible force, the intertwined violent wind, fire and cyclone first brushed past the young man in brocade robe.

"what--"

The brocade-robed youth let out a scream, and the shield of the defensive magic weapon was instantly torn, and one arm was broken inch by inch.

Immediately, a strangely high temperature, accompanied by the power of the strong wind of powdered gold and iron, invaded his body.

The old man surnamed Jin and the female cultivator surnamed Qin were on the edge of the attack range. Out of fear, they had already sacrificed their defensive magic weapons, and the masks around them made a "squeak~" sound and shook for a while.

Just when Yang Fan's attack collided with the wind and fire cyclone, only two "clicks~" were heard, and the defensive shields of the old man surnamed Jin and the female cultivator surnamed Qin were torn apart, and they were all knocked into the air.

Boom!

The two were injured and left in shock.

Turning to look at the young man in brocade robe, his body was torn apart from the inside out, not even the whole body was left.

"Peacock Feather!!! The old man surnamed Jin was horrified: "What is your relationship with the Peacock King..."

At the same time, the violent and fiery cyclone of wind and fire tore apart the fan shadow of the steel seal at once, and the remaining half of the power still rushed forward.

boom! !

Yang Fan used his strength to pop out several feet, and the green grass armor all over his body melted and shattered, but he recovered and repaired at an alarming speed.

Hush——

He used his strength to fly to the second floor of the ancient pagoda, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

However, before disappearing, Yang Fan's figure staggered in mid-air. Obviously, the previous blow was still beyond his tolerance...

"Your Highness, he has gone up, we can't let this person get there first." The cold and proud transformation demon cultivator exclaimed.

"Chase!"

The peacock demon sneered, shot towards the top, turned his head and said indifferently: "The remaining two people, I will leave it to you to deal with."

"Yes." Leng Ao's shape-changing demon cultivator threw out a long hair lingering in electric light, and pointed at the two of them sideways, "See how long you can last!"

At the same time, there was the sound of fighting on the second floor of the ancient pagoda, but it returned to calm after a while.

On the other hand, Leng Ao transformed into a demon cultivator, fighting with the old man surnamed Jin and the female cultivator surnamed Qin, and it was hard to tell the winner for a while.

Seeing the sudden silence on the second floor, the old man surnamed Jin and the female cultivator surnamed Qin couldn't help worrying about Yang Fan's life and death.

The peacock demon's strength is really too strong, far beyond their imagination, even if a big monk of the same level comes in person, it is difficult to support her for a while.

Even if the brocade-robed man survived, Leng Ao Yaoxiu would not be able to defeat him with the strength of four or five people.

"There's movement over there, go over and have a look...

At this moment, several human cultivators and demon cultivators rushed towards this side, and they all rushed towards this side.

"stop fighting!"

From the second floor of the ancient pagoda, there was the scolding sound of the peacock goblin.

"Yes." The cold and proud young man hastily withdrew a few feet away.

At the same time, on the second floor of this ancient tower.

Yang Fan confronted the little peacock demon far away, and the room was silent, as if nothing had happened.

This is the same room full of ancient books and jade slips. The difference is that the number of books and jade slips here is much smaller, and the decoration of the house is more refined and elegant.

"Hehe, little peacock, if you continue to fight, you will only attract more people. Besides, do you think you can kill me, Yang, in a short time?"

Yang Fan smiled lightly, the green halo rippling all over his body, and the green grass armor returned to its original state again.

"Huh." The peacock demon pursed his mouth, snorted coldly, and said unwillingly: "I only sacrificed the power of two feathers, and I beat you to flee in the wind. If I sacrificed the power of three feathers... "

"A joke?" Yang Fan said indifferently: "If you can easily sacrifice the power of three feathers, you are not a fourth-level demon cultivator, but a real fifth-level metamorphosis powerhouse."

Just now, the peacock demon used the power of one cyan feather to compete against the Golden Core cultivator. When he used the two green and red feathers, he was far superior to the average Golden Core cultivator, and even surpassed the edge of Nascent Soul level power. .

The power of Er Yu almost surpassed the limit of Jindan's high-level, enough to look down upon him, and beat Yang Fan into a mess.

If you still have the power of the three feathers, you have stepped into the high level of Nascent Soul.

Therefore, Yang Fan guessed that the peacock demon must not be able to easily use the power of the three feathers.

"What do you want?" The little peacock demon said angrily, the peacock and phoenix crown shimmering on his head, and his eyes, which were like crystal gems, also began to look carefully at Yang Fan.

"Didn't you tell your subordinates to cease fighting?" Yang Fan said flatly, "However, some people were attracted."

At this moment, four more human cultivators and three high-level demon cultivators broke into the ancient pagoda and stepped onto the second floor one after another.

Two of them caught Yang Fan's attention, they were a pair of young men and women in purple shirts, they were the two daughters Zixuan and Zimeng that Ouyang Feng had mentioned to him.

"It's her... the little girl of the Peacock King." Seeing the Peacock Queen, Zixuan and Zimeng couldn't help exchanging glances, and there was a hint of horror in their eyes.

However, they also took a surprised look at Yang Fan who was confronting the peacock demon.

"Who is this person? Could it be that he wants to compete with the little peacock whose strength is close to the Nascent Soul Stage with his mid-Gold Core cultivation base?"

But judging by the situation, His Royal Highness Peacock seems to be a little bit afraid of the young man in the mid-Gold Core stage...

Such a situation made Zixuan and Zimeng brothers and sisters very puzzled.

Afterwards, all the monks and demon cultivators climbed to the second floor, and quickly divided into two camps.

On the side of the demon cultivators, there is no doubt that the little peacock demon is the leader, with a look of submission on their faces.

"Hmph!" The peacock demon raised her beautiful and quiet cheeks proudly, squinted at Yang Fan, and seemed to say, "I have so many subordinates, let's see how you can fight me?"

On the other hand, there are currently no reputable candidates on the side of human monks.

Because there is no Jindan big monk present.

Yang Fan rolled his eyes, backed away calmly, and looked at Zixuan and Zimeng with a smile: "The two fellow Taoists are disciples of the 'Ziying Shengjun', they are good at attacking together, and together they can formidably defeat you." Great monks of the same level. Yang is not talented, I hope that in this ancient tower, the two of you can preside over the overall situation for our human side."

"The Ziying Shengjun's personal disciple... overwhelmed the big monks of the same level?"

The other three or four high-level Golden Cores, including the old man surnamed Jin and the female cultivator surnamed Qin, all looked at Zixuan and Zimeng with fear and awe.

The Purple Infant Sage Monarch was originally a strong man in the Inner Sea, everyone knew it, and his reputation was second only to the Supreme Twelve Powerful Men.

Both Zixuan and Zimeng blushed, and the former quickly explained: "This fellow Taoist is too flattering, and he really dare not beat the great monks of the same rank!"

However, Yang Fan's words and the awe-inspiring gazes of all the golden alchemists still made the two of them feel elated.

"Zi Daoist, Miss Zi, I hope that the two comrades can preside over the overall situation for us human monks."

The rest of the monks sent voices with their spiritual consciousness.

With a "crash", all the human monks stood behind Zixuan and Zimeng.

"This peacock demon with perverted strength, I'd better let you deal with it..."

Yang Fan hid behind him and secretly laughed. So far, not many people know his true strength.Even if Peacock Demon and the others knew his strength, at most they would regard him as a golden core cultivator.

"If that's the case, then it's better to be respectful than obey..."

Finally, Zimeng and Zixuan became the leaders of the human monk camp under the "favored by all".

As for Yang Fan, for the time being, he doesn't want to expose his strength too much, attract attention, and hide behind the scenes for the time being.

On the monster side, the little peacock looked at Yang Fan with a strange look, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.The Lengao Yaoxiu next to her also looked at Yang Fan with a strange face, and said to himself: "Is this person not the most powerful among the human monks?"

In his mind, to be able to survive the pursuit of His Royal Highness Peacock's peers, at least have the strength of a golden core monk.

"Report to Your Highness, I temporarily repaired the flaws in the prohibition on the first floor with magical powers, and I also used illusion to cover up the entire tower. Unless a big demon cultivator of the same level approaches, it will be difficult to find, and you will not be able to hear the sound here."

A demon cultivator with wings on his back walked up to the little peacock demon and reported.

"Okay, very good." The little peacock demon nodded, and then ordered: "Search! Since there is a restriction loophole, I don't believe that there is nothing that can be taken away from this entire small tower."

Soon, all the demon cultivators scattered.

"Let's go to the third floor to have a look." Zixuan and Zimeng led the monks to the third floor.

Yang Fan unfolded his omniscient senses, covering the entire second floor, and found some clues.

It's just that the peacock demon and other demon cultivators were here, so he didn't dare to stop and explore, so he also went up to the third floor.

Seeing all the monks going up, the little peacock demon rolled his eyes and followed him up.

Seeing her follow, the human side was afraid of her terrifying power and did not object.

The third floor is a small study.

The most conspicuous thing is a desk in front of the window sill, where there are some books, paintings, brushes, ink, paper, inkstone and so on.

"There is no restriction on the things on this desk!"

A high-ranking Jindan exclaimed, with ecstasy on his face.

There are no restrictions, and these things can be kept for hundreds of thousands of years without changing their color, which is definitely not unusual.

shhhhhh!
All the Golden Core cultivators rushed to the desk, and at the critical moment, they fought one by one.

Yang Fan showed a mocking look, but he stepped aside without making a move.

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(End of this chapter)