Xianhong Road

Chapter 489 Lie Wuhuan

(Second more)

Outside Yaoxian Valley.

A lifelike statue of a petrified boa constrictor stands at the entrance.

People who don't know the situation may think that this is just a masterpiece of a master carver.

It's just that the expression of this python statue is too realistic... Its face still maintains a look of horror and doubt.

"Petrochemical?" Yang Fan stared at the petrified boa constrictor statue, and said with a slight sneer: "You just rely on your own talent to grasp a bit of the mystery of the earth."

The three-eyed psychic python who mastered the supernatural powers of petrochemical natality was successfully "stolen" by a human monk.

What's even more incredible is that the one who succeeded in stealing is still better than blue.

In the Rooting Stage, integrating the power of the earth enabled Yang Fan to have a deeper understanding and comprehension of spells related to the aura of the earth system.

Controlling the ground under his feet, the power is endless, and he even uses the entire ground as his backing.

The petrification supernatural power is essentially an extension of the earth mystery.

After Yang Fan experimented with himself and experienced the whole process of the three-eyed psychic python performing the petrification supernatural power, he easily learned this supernatural power.

In addition, after taking the "Yuan Ling Pill", Yang Fan's comprehension aptitude is not the same as before.

In fact, there is no shortage of petrification techniques in the world of cultivating immortals, all of which are just the use of earth-type aura.

And the petrification technique of the three-eyed psychic python is a kind of natal supernatural power formed by fusing the power of the soul. It is difficult to resist within the same level.

"As long as the opponent and I stand on the ground at the same time, even a high-level Nascent Soul may be petrified by me."

Yang Fan pursed his lips slightly.

However, he has just realized this supernatural power, and it will take some time to comprehend and become proficient.

"Hey! Cultivator He Fang, dare to disturb the tranquility of Yaoxian Valley."

Suddenly, a piercing sound came from the Yaoxian Valley, and a man's voice full of cold killing aura came one step ahead.

Yang Fan was slightly taken aback, and looked up.

call out--

A streak of bloody light leaped out for a mile or two in an instant, and appeared at the entrance of Yaoxian Valley.

On the blood-colored light, stood a young man in a blood-colored robe holding a blood fan.

This young man in the blood robe has a handsome face with clear outlines, a pair of red phoenix eyes, eyebrows like swords, and a blood mole on his forehead, which is blood red and crystal clear, extremely alluring.

He gently waved the blood fan, his clothes fluttered lightly, and the blood under his feet turned into billowing waves of blood. Those red phoenix eyes stared at Yang Fan coldly, with a fierce look on his face.

Yang Fan frowned, looked at him a few times, but did not show any weakness:
"Your Excellency doesn't seem to be a monk of Yaoxian Valley, what qualifications do you have to question Yang?"

Yang Fan sneered.

He vaguely guessed that this person should be the rookie of the Blood Refining Sect Nascent Soul mentioned by the Poison King.

Judging by the aura, this person's promotion to the Nascent Soul stage has only been about four or five years.

But the blood fan in his hand turned out to be a ninth-rank magic weapon.

Ninth-rank magic weapon is already at the peak of the top-level magic weapon, and its power is almost comparable to that of ordinary ancient treasures.

According to Yang Fan's knowledge, it is very difficult for ordinary monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul to possess such a magic weapon.

Moreover, this person was promoted to the high rank of Nascent Soul at such a young age, which shows the special status of the other party.

"Hmph, Zhu is a distinguished guest of the Medicine Immortal Valley, and has the right to expel monks with unknown intentions."

The blood-robed youth waved the blood fan in his hand, and there was a "pop", and the bloody wind roared in the void, with an astonishing momentum.

As expected of a top magic weapon, the power of this fan is enough to move the face of an ordinary Nascent Soul.

Of course, he was just demonstrating and did not attack Yang Fan.

This young man surnamed Zhu is not a fool. Of course, he can guess that Yang Fan is at least a high-level Nascent Soul.

Otherwise, just relying on his powerful aura, it would be enough to scare the senior Jindan out of his wits.

The most important thing is that he couldn't see through Yang Fan's cultivation base, and his spiritual sense glanced at him, and it was empty.

If he can do this in front of the high-level Nascent Soul, then Yang Fan's cultivation is definitely not low-level or high-level Jindan first-class.

Facing the demonstration by the blood-robed man surnamed Zhu, Yang Fan smiled lightly: "I disappointed the distinguished guests of the Blood Refining Sect. Yang has a deep friendship with the current owner of the Yaoxian Valley, and he is not some unknown cultivator."

The face of the man surnamed Zhu changed: "Do you know my identity? What is your relationship with Fairy Yun?"

"As early as when Yang was a monk in the Qi refining period, he met Fairy Yun, and the relationship has gradually become deeper..."

Yang Fan said neither salty nor bland.

The man surnamed Zhu stared at him, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes out of thin air.

Holding the blood fan tightly, he trembled slightly, as if he wanted to kill Yang Fan right away.

However, after all, he was not so arrogant that he could easily kill a high-level Nascent Soul of the same level.

If Fairy Yun has a bad impression of herself because of this, then the loss outweighs the gain.

"Hehe, I think your Excellency is Yang Yaoshi, whom Fairy Yun often mentions?"

The man surnamed Zhu forced a smile on his face.

"Yuxi often mentions me?" Yang Fan showed surprise.

It can be seen from the gift of Qixiang Jade Soul Flute, Yun Yuxi's friendship with Yang Fan.

Seeing Yang Fan's shocked appearance, the man surnamed Zhu's face was gloomy, and he clenched the blood fan's hand and trembled twice.

Soon, his gaze fell on the petrified "Three-eyed psychic python".

"How could it be petrified?"

The man surnamed Zhu turned pale with shock.

The psychic power of the three-eyed psychic python is petrification.

Could it be that it petrified itself.

Yang Fan smiled and said: "I haven't come to Yaoxian Valley for many years, this old friend is too excited, Yang let him be quiet for a while."

The man surnamed Zhu showed a strange look on his face, his brows were loosened, and there was even a hint of joy in his eyes.

"It seems... Yang Fan and Yaoxian Valley probably still have some conflicts!"

I wish the cloud on the man's face dissipated, and he regained his confidence and calmness.

"Hahaha... Fellow Daoist, the troubles outside have not been resolved yet? Do you want Lie to help you?"

A long laugh came from the Yaoxian Valley.

As soon as the words fell, a red phantom swept across the sky.

Beside the man surnamed Zhu, a burly man with messy long hair appeared in a crimson armor.

This long-haired man, with piercing tiger eyes and a domineering and fierce aura, seemed to be in his thirties.

"Yang Tian—"

Suddenly, the long-haired man in red armor trembled and looked at Yang Fan in disbelief.

"how is this possible!!"

He stared at Yang Fan, startled, with complicated and indescribable expressions on his face.

"This is the third time Yang has been wrongly identified..." Yang Fan raised his head to look at this person indifferently, and said calmly, "Your Excellency should be the disciple of 'Sanyou Laomo', Lie Wuhuan?"

"You...you're not Yang Tian?" The long-haired red-armored man restrained his emotions, looked stunned, and sighed: "I see, you are his son Yang Fan. Thirty years ago, Shi Qian, who caused a sensation in Yuyang, Han and Yang Fan."

"If it's a fake replacement."

Yang Fan looked indifferent, and looked at Lie Wuhuan very calmly.

He was considering whether to kill this person and cut off the left and right arms of Sanyou Old Demon.

You know, Lie Wuhuan was once the enemy of his father Yang Tian.

About four or fifty years ago, Lie Wuhuan, Yang Tian, ​​the head of the Yang family in Jingdu, etc., all pursued the previous successor of Yaoxian Valley, who was Yang Fan's biological mother Liu Mengyan.

"Okay, okay, the son of the past, now he has grown into a high-level Nascent Soul."

Lie Wuhuan said three good things in succession, and looked at Yang Fan carefully, without any contempt on his face.

He was very clear in his heart: the man in front of him, when he returns to Yuyang, will be a strong man who will stand up to his master Sanyou old devil.

At the same time, Lie Wuhuan also sighed secretly: "It's a pity that such a genius will eventually die in the hands of Master."

"Huh? How could the spirit python in Yaoxian Valley be petrified?"

Soon, Lie Wuhuan also saw the three-eyed psychic python that had turned into a stone carving.

A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and it swept across Yang Fan's face.

Yang Fan stopped looking at the two of them, and the green light under his feet trembled and shot into the Yaoxian Valley.

Lie Wuhuan and the blood-robed man surnamed Zhu looked at each other without stopping.

"Fellow Daoist Lie, Zhu Mou has a proposal. You and I, wait for the opportunity to kill this person. In this way, we can have one less competitor. As far as Zhu Mou knows, this Yang Fan is your enemy of the 'Magic Yang Sect' .”

The man surnamed Zhu pursed his lips into a smile, and transmitted voice to Lie Wuhuan's spiritual consciousness.

"Hahaha..." Lie Wuhuan raised his head and sneered, "I, Lie, don't even bother to do such shameless villainous things. If I want to beat or kill, I will come here in a dignified way."

After all, the flames on his body were full of flames, and he flew towards the Yaoxian Valley, looking at the man surnamed Zhu with a few traces of contempt and ridicule.

The blood-robed youth surnamed Zhu, with a cloudy expression on his face, almost exploded with anger.

Such a proud and strong person like Lie Wuhuan is rare in the world of cultivating immortals, especially among the high-ranking Nascent Soul.

Nascent Soul old monsters, the reason why they are called old monsters is that these people are almost all old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years. They are as cunning as foxes, and none of them have some scheming.

Yang Fan flew into the Yaoxian Valley with all his senses, but he clearly captured the communication between the two.

He had a strange look on his face: "This Lie Wuhuan is as proud as the rumors say. Then, what happened to his mother's death back then?"

At this time, his murderous intent towards Lie Wuhuan eased a little, and he even felt a little respect in his heart.

"I have the opportunity to ask him for advice. There are still many things that I haven't figured out about my mother's death."

Yang Fan made up his mind and flew in the direction of "Mengzhu Xiaoxuan" in Yaoxian Valley according to the impression in his memory.

Seeing Mengzhu Xiaoxuan vividly in his mind, Yang Fan couldn't wait to unfold his consciousness.

shuh~
His consciousness was blocked by the strange formation outside Mengzhu Xiaoxuan.

Yang Fan was really impatient, eager to see his beloved.

Just when he was about to approach Mengzhu Xiaoxuan, a heroic young man wearing a splendid robe suddenly flew out from the bamboo forest.

Yang Fan recognized this young man's unrestrained appearance at a glance.

It was Li Hongfei, one of the three rookies of Yuyang Country back then.

The young master of Wuyou Valley, Li Hongfei.

"It's you...Yang Fan!"

Li Hongfei showed surprise on his face, and hurriedly greeted him.

"Hmph." Yang Fan snorted softly, ignored him, and flashed into Mengzhu Xiaoxuan.

Yang Fan's attitude towards him was indifferent, on the one hand, he was eager to see Yun Yuxi.

Two, according to the news from the Poison King, this Li Hongfei is also one of the three people who pursued Yun Yuxi desperately.

Swish~
Yang Fan dropped Li Hongfei and entered Mengzhu Xiaoxuan.

He took a deep breath, landed slowly, and walked towards the bamboo house haunted by dreams.

Vaguely, he seemed to smell the fresh and natural fragrance of flowers and plants.

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