Xianhong Road

Chapter 421 The Real Oriole
Boom!

Bang bang! Bang bang!

The huge secret room of the pharmacy was suddenly dead silent, and everyone's heartbeat could be heard.

Whether it is the other demon cultivators and human cultivators who are looking for a flaw, or the strong who are watching the battle or secretly peeping.

Everyone felt a chilling piercing aura that extinguished their souls and scattered them.

Everyone set their eyes on the center of the battle area.

Under one fan, with Shi Qianhan as the midpoint, the monks in the arc-shaped area of ​​the fan fell to the ground one after another, screaming again and again.

With just a few breaths, seven or eight gold elixir powerhouses were all killed by the evil wind and killed instantly.

Even the white-haired Golden Core cultivator and the two flood dragons whose strength was comparable to that of the Transformation Demon cultivator also died.

"This is one of the Eight Great Treasure Fans...the Nether Magic Fan?"

An existence as powerful as the Jinjiao Xiaolong was also seriously injured, showing pain on his face.

Nether Magic Fan! ! !

There were also some monks on the field who were shocked when they heard this name.

At the same time, on the outer layer of Tianlan Palace, in a hidden cave.

"Hateful, it turns out that he is a strong practitioner of the Nine Nether Demon Art, and he also has one of the eight great treasured fans, the 'Nether Magic Fan' in his hand!"

The emaciated Master Yin, who was dressed in a black robe, spat out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", his face was livid.

"How could this powerful ancient treasure 'Nether Magic Fan' appear in the hands of an unknown young man?"

Master Yinhun's complexion was cloudy and uncertain, and he also wiped a few rays of cold light: "If I can get this magic fan, my strength can be increased by at least half, and I can even use the soul power on the magic fan to break through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul in one fell swoop. By then At that time, if you look at the inner sea, you can gallop through the wind and clouds..."

Ordinary monks are limited by their knowledge and experience, and may not know the origin of the Nether Magic Fan, but Master Yinhun is an old monster in the Nascent Soul Stage, so he naturally knows the details:
[Nether magic fan]: An incomparably sinister magic fan produced by evil cultivation in ancient times, which can send out evil winds to hurt people, especially for souls and nascent infants, and has immeasurable pertinence.This fan can also absorb souls into the fan to enhance the power of the fan, and even turn the souls absorbed into the fan into evil spirits to kill enemies.However, this fan's physical damage to the physical body is relatively limited.

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"The Fan of Netherworld... how come it is in your hands?"

Wu Jin was also hit by a dark wind, his face was ashen, his mind was severely wounded, and suddenly he was horrified and turned into a wisp of black wind, which shot out dozens of feet in an instant.

If such an attack occurs again, he may die here.

He was severely injured, and lost the help of the white-haired old man who was a golden core monk. He was powerless to fight against Shi Qianhan and Jin Jiaolong.

Swish!

In a few breaths, Wu Jin escaped from the secret room pharmacy and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Strangely, Shi Qianhan didn't go after him, he supported Deng Shiyao's fragrant shoulders, barely stabilized his figure, panting heavily.

woohoo~~
Shi Qianhan was short of breath and consumed half of his mana. The one just now looked so majestic and shocked the audience, but he couldn't take it anymore.

Such a powerful ancient treasure that can be ranked well is really not suitable for high-level use of Jindan, and it is even difficult for monks in the early stage of Yuanying to use it.

Because this fan is mainly aimed at attacking at the soul level, and Shi Qianhan's soul level is close to the Nascent Soul stage, so it can exert such power.

"Shi Qianhan, you are hiding very deeply. Not only do you practice the peerless magic art of the Nine Nethers, but you also have the 'Nine Nether Magic Fan' which is almost lost. Have you ever entered the legendary 'Nine Nethers Secret Realm'?"

His Royal Highness Jin Jiaolong looked at Shi Qianhan proudly and coldly. His whole body was rippling with golden light waves, and he had already expelled the powerful yin and evil winds entangled in his body, and his complexion gradually returned to normal.

"Whether it is true or not, you will come over and compare it, and you will know naturally."

Shi Qianhan laughed again and again, half of his mind was immersed in Xianhong's space, and he took the opportunity to drink a sip of "Seven Spirits Wine" to replenish his vitality.

"Are you okay?" Deng Shiyao supported Shi Qianhan with a worried look on his face.

"Hmph, you are still so stubborn when you are about to die. A full blow from the Nether Magic Fan has already seriously injured your vitality, but I have still preserved most of my strength." His Royal Highness Jin Jiaolong looked like he was sure of winning.

"Say what you have to say." Shi Qianhan said indifferently.

Of course he understood that what Jin Jiaolong said was purely a threat, and there might be more to come.If he was [-]% sure, wouldn't he have done it long ago?

"Very good, I like your quick talk." Jin Xiaolong paused slightly, and then said: "I want to make a deal with you?"

"Deal? What do you want?"

Shi Qianhan pursed his lips slightly.Even if he looks weak now, Jin Jiaolong and other strong people dare not make a move easily.

"I want the Linglong Heart Jade in your hand." Jin Jiao Xiaolong's tone was very domineering.

"If I don't change, what about you?" Shi Qianhan raised his eyebrows.

"The life of the woman next to you." Jin Jiao Xiaolong glanced at Deng Shiyao who was beside Shi Qianhan, and his murderous intent flashed past.

"I know you have a magic weapon to escape, and I am only [-]% sure of killing you. But if you bring a woman, you will be greatly troubled, and if you want to kill this woman, I am [-]% sure of killing you."

Jin Jiao Xiaolong's tone was very calm, but it hit Shi Qianhan's weakness.

Shi Qianhan said with a surprised face: "Just now that Wu Ling was seriously injured and ran away, why didn't you go after him and threatened Shi instead. You have to know that if Shi is really desperate, there is a chance to drag you into the water."

"As long as this son stays in the outer hall for a day, I can kill him and get another Linglong Heart Jade." Jin Jiaoxiaolong mocked: "Not one of the three Linglong Heart Jade can fall into the hands of the 'Shenzong of the Three Spirits' .I can't let the human world have another 'Qian Qiu Wu Trace'."

"Shenzong of the Three Spirits? Qianqiu Wuhen?" Shi Qianhan was stunned.

Qianqiu Wuhen is one of the twelve supreme powerhouses in the inner sea, and also the most mysterious existence among human monks, of course he knows this person.

When Ouyang Feng told Yang Fan about the twelve supreme powerhouses in the Inner Sea, when he mentioned Qianqiu Wuhen, he only used four words to describe it: "very strong, very strong."

When Yang Fan asked how strong he was and what flaws he had, Ouyang Feng didn't mention a word, but just sighed: "In the inner sea, the strength is closest to the powerhouse at the stage of transforming gods. It's a pity that his only shortcoming is that his skills are too perfect , without flaws..."

At this moment, I heard Jin Jiaoxiaolong mentioning "Shenzong of the Three Spirits" and "Qianqiu Wuhen" at the same time.

Shi Qianhan couldn't help but suddenly realized that Ouyang Feng might be the disciple of "Qianqiu Wuhen", one of the five great primordial beings of human beings.

Of course, this is just his current guess.

"You mean...the three pieces of Linglong Heart Jade that fell in this secret room must be taken away by you or the Yaozu?"

Shi Qianhan figured out the reason.

"Yes, the Linglong Heart Jade is an important item to break through the bottleneck in the cultivation of the 'Three Spirits Transformation One' magical skill. Therefore, I will take them all back and hand them over to my grandfather, Jin Jiaolong King, and put them in the hands of his old man. Even if the mark comes in person, it will be difficult to take it away."

Jin Jiao Xiaolong vowed.

"If I swear to die with you and don't hand over this thing, what will you do?" Shi Qianhan smiled, and at the same time thought to himself: "So it turns out that this little golden dragon is thinking about the survival of the entire monster clan alliance. "

"Aren't you going to ask me what I use to trade with you?" His Highness Jin Jiaolong asked.

"Don't ask." Shi Qianhan took a deep breath.

"Desperate?" Jin Jiao Xiaolong said mockingly: "You are looking for your own death...No one in the same level can defeat me with the blood of a real dragon head-on, you can't, and Zhu Hong can't do it either! "

"Really? I, Shi, want to try today..."

Shi Qianhan didn't know what kind of psychology he had, he just wanted to fight the golden dragon.

After speaking, he made Deng Shiyao back more than a dozen feet, releasing a demonic and domineering aura from his body.

At the same time, Shi Qianhan's body was full of magic flames, and a crescent moon imprint faintly appeared between his brows and forehead.

Boom!

Boom!bang bang bang...

The crescent moon imprint flickered, and the faint heartbeat sounded from Shi Qianhan's palm.

Seeing this scene, Jin Jiao Xiaolong's face was solemn, and he made his only remaining subordinate retreat more than ten feet.

There were also bursts of golden light shining on his body, a layer of golden scales, shining golden, covering the surface, and the dragon horns on the top of his head also elongated a bit.

Suddenly, he transformed into a humanoid golden dragon fighting form, his strength fully doubled, and the powerful aura he released was almost comparable to that of an early stage monk.

That snarling roar, under the effect of the blood of the real dragon, showed an effect similar to that of a dragon.

All the demon cultivators on the field knelt down one after another... Plop!thump!thump! !

"The blood of the real dragon is really powerful. It seems that Shi can't beat you in a frontal battle..."

Shi Qianhan barely stabilized his figure.

puff puff! !
Suddenly, two groups of dark and deep magic flames shot out from his left and right hands at the same time, and there was a rapid and terrifying beating sound.

bang bang bang...

"The Nether Demonic Flame! You have cultivated to the Two Nether Realm!" Jin Jiao Xiaolong exclaimed.

On Shi Qianhan's left and right hand's Nether Demon Flame, there was a cloud of light from the heart of the flame, which made all the powerful people on the field feel throbbing and deeply disturbed.

Jin Jiao Xiaolong's expression became more dignified, and he took a deep breath: "If you have also practiced the secret technique of 'Devil God Possession', then you will be the second Zhu Hong. It's a pity that you, who are seriously injured, may not be able to perform 'Devil God Possession'." '."

"Possessed by a demon god? You seem to know a lot about the 'Nine Nether Demon Art'?" Shi Qianhan smiled indifferently.

"Of course! Because ten thousand years ago, my grandfather fought against a strong man with the Nine Serenity Devil Art." Jin Xiaolong smiled proudly, and a burst of golden flames burst out from his body.

Crash--

A group of golden flames containing the power of dragon's breath emerged in the hands of Jin Jiao Xiaolong, and he let out a long laugh: "Today, I will let you see [Dragon's Breath Blazing Gold], the head of the top ten true flames in Tianqin Inner Sea. flame】!!!"

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On the other side, Wu Jin turned into a cloud of black wind and finally broke out of the secret room of the prescription.

He stopped at the sapphire steps for a while, and muttered to himself: "That Shi Qianhan's blow from the Nether Magic Fan must have seriously injured his vitality, I'll hide at the entrance to ambush and heal my wounds, maybe I can be an oriole. "

After finishing speaking, he made a "chuss" sound, passed through the upper water layer, and appeared in the strange bamboo forest.

"Hehe, Mr. Yang has been waiting for you for a long time..." A man's chuckle sounded beside him, and the voice was somewhat familiar.

Swish~~
A black snake whip wrapped around Wu Jin, who was seriously injured, silently.

"It's you……"

Wu Jin's limbs were numb, his face was ashen, and he looked at Yang Fan who showed his figure in front of him.

At this moment...he suddenly understood: the real oriole is not himself.

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