Xianhong Road

Chapter 496
The skeleton blood book in Yang Fan's hand was obviously more terrifying than the one in Zhu Feng's hand, and with just a loud roar, the wave of blood in a radius of hundreds of feet was calmed down.

no hoo~~~
The next moment, the two ferocious skeletons inlaid on the skeleton blood book shot out two dark bloody lights, sweeping across the waves of blood within a radius of one hundred feet.

bang hoo-

In an instant, waves of blood rolled all over the sky, turning into a bloody vortex, pouring into the skeleton book in Yang Fan's hands.

Not only the blood wave, but also all the skeletons and bloody ghosts in this area were frantically pulled into it.

These fierce soul vampires and bloody skeletons hardly made any resistance, and together with the bloody vortex, poured into the bloody book of skeletons.

Only the two Nascent Soul-level bloody skeletons struggled a little, but were still pulled towards the whirlpool.

"What! How could this be?"

Zhu Feng and the man surnamed Tan Yuanying looked horrified and terrified.

The two of them stared at the skeleton blood book in Yang Fan's hands, they were so shocked that they froze in place, unable to react for a while.

Yang Fan was also shocked by this scene, the majestic blood-colored vortex surged crazily in front of him, and the skeleton blood book in his hand looked so heavy.

"That... that is the real 'Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book'..."

Zhu Feng's face turned pale, and he stared at the skeleton blood book in Yang Fan's hand, without even the slightest resistance.

The two skeleton blood books are similar in appearance, but there are some differences.

The first is the thickness, Yang Fan's skeleton blood book is more than twice as thick as Zhu Feng's.

However, it was the two skulls inlaid on the blood book, and the ferocious horror in Yang Fan's hands, exuding taboo coercion.But Zhu Feng's only had a bit of power and power, lacking real verve.

Furthermore, the material, Yang Fan's skeleton blood book, is simple and heavy, exuding a distant and strange atmosphere.

"How is this possible! The 'Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book' is the treasure of my Blood Demon Dao, why did it appear in your hands?"

The man surnamed Qin Yuanying couldn't help questioning in surprise.

The two of them stared at the Blood Taboo and Purgatory Book in unison, with a greedy and excited look, and they couldn't move their eyes away.

"Hurry up and put away the imitations in your hands."

The man surnamed Yuan Ying suddenly reminded.

Only then did Zhu Feng suddenly realize that he immediately made a tactic, holding the skeleton blood book in his hand, but no matter what, he couldn't get back those blood waves and vampire skeletons.

bang hoo-

In a moment, the skeleton blood book in Yang Fan's hand sucked away all the original blood sea space.

The blood book in Zhu Feng's hand immediately dimmed and was taken back into the storage bag.

The skeleton blood book in Yang Fan's hand returned to silence, no matter how much mana he poured into it, there was no response at all.

"Hmph, you, a cultivator, also want to control the legendary psychic weapon of the Blood Demon Way."

The man surnamed Yuan Ying sneered, and exchanged a glance with Zhu Feng, both of them had strong greed and murderous intent in their eyes.

"Kill this person and take the 'Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book'. If you can give this to my grandfather, he may become the head of the three major cultivators. In the future, the Blood Refining Sect will sweep the thirteen countries around here without hindrance. "

Zhu Feng's face showed excitement, and his killing intent became stronger.

Yang Fan took back the skeleton blood book, and looked at the two with a smile: "You'd better think about how to escape from Yang's hands, maybe it's more practical."

Hearing this, Zhu Feng and the man surnamed Tan Yuan Ying froze.

The two felt chilled, and lost the imitation Blood Taboo Purgatory Book, they were powerless to fight against Yang Fan, and seemed to have no choice but to run away.

"It's absolutely impossible for us to defeat this person. Why don't we go back to the Jin Kingdom first and report this matter to the Great Elder. As long as the old man comes over in person and kills the little Nascent Soul, he will be captured."

The man surnamed Qin Yuanying hurriedly sent a sound transmission with his spiritual sense.

The two looked at each other, and they felt withdrawn.

"Hehe...want to escape?" Yang Fan chuckled, but his eyes were cold, and the killing intent seemed to be real.

Swish!
Suddenly there was a simple scroll of landscape painting in his hand.

The surrounding environment suddenly changed, and Zhu Feng and the two entered a beautiful and quiet land of mountains and rivers.

The surrounding scenery is like a fairyland, with green mountains in the distance, blending into the end of the sky, green water flowing nearby, peach forests can be seen on both sides, and the fragrance of peach blossoms can be faintly smelled.

"No, we were taken into the illusion!"

The expression of the man surnamed Qin Yuanying changed drastically.

The two of them used their magical powers one after another, trying to break this fantasy world.

Yang Fan held the magic weapon "The World in the Painting", his eyes flickered with coldness.

However, he needs at least [-]% of his mind to control this thing and trap the two of them.

"I'll leave it to you!" Yang Fan said softly.

"no problem."

Behind him, a cruel young man with a devilish aura appeared.

It was Shi Qianhan.

call out! !

Shi Qianhan flashed his figure and flew towards the two people who were trapped in the illusion.

"not good!!"

Zhu Feng and the two also felt the killing intent and coldness to the bones, and they could catch some clues with a sweep of their consciousness.

"go to hell--"

In Shi Qianhan's hand appeared a ferocious and domineering long sword with wavy sharp teeth at the front end, and the handshake was like a curved dragon's head.

This sword exudes a golden aura that goes straight to the sky, and also contains the aura of a demonic overlord.

The Mohuang sword, after two times of tempering, spent countless top-level materials on the top-level attacking Libao.

The value of this sword is at least ten times that of the top magic weapon of the same rank, and it is even more precious than ordinary ancient treasures.

Hu Chi——

Shi Qianhan slashed with his sword suddenly, and a swirling and roaring black sword glow, like a black dragon, hit the world in the painting.

Click! !
The world in the painting collapsed directly under such a powerful force, and the two of them immediately regained their clarity.

However, they want to dodge, it is very difficult, almost between life and death.

Jingle~~~
Suddenly, a soul-shocking sound came from the copper bell in Yang Fan's hand.

The minds of the two Nascent Soul powerhouses froze suddenly.

puff!

First of all, the man surnamed Tan Yuanying suffered chest pains from a sword piercing through him. The raging and roaring sword energy contained the Nine Nether Demon Art and the powerful destructive power of attacking Libao, tearing his body to pieces in one fell swoop.

Even the magic weapon of defense on his body was torn apart.

The man surnamed Yuan Ying had almost no resistance, and was instantly killed, and even Yuan Ying did not escape.

Almost at the next moment, the destructive sword energy that roared like a black dragon struck Zhu Feng.

Zhu Feng's defensive magic weapon's congealed bloodstains and tadpole blood flames trembled and whined.

But he still didn't persist for a moment, the defensive shield made a "click", and the remaining sword energy cut his body in two.

puff--

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and the corpse was disintegrated, which was horrible.

woo woo~~~
A blood-colored little Nascent Soul with a pale complexion flew out of the corpse, with a "swish", it flashed dozens of feet away, trying to escape.

Yang Fan sneered, and slowly raised his left hand.

Suddenly, the blood-colored little Nascent Soul froze and struggled in the void, but was soon imprisoned and unable to move.

call out!
Shi Qianhan flew towards the blood-colored little Nascent Soul, stretched out his hand, caught it in his hand, and then disappeared.

Yang Fan and Shi Qianhan teamed up to kill a strong Nascent Soul and capture another Nascent Soul alive.

The whole process, to say the least, was only within four or five short breaths.

In five breaths, two Nascent Soul powerhouses can be killed, even if it is a Nascent Soul monk, it is still unknown whether it can be done.

The reason why it went so smoothly was the perfect cooperation between Yang Fan himself and the avatar.

Whether it is the deity or the avatar, they all have the strength to overwhelm the average Nascent Soul mid-stage.

Yang Fan and Shi Qianhan teamed up for the first time since returning to Beiqin, and Thunder killed the same level cleanly.

After Shi Qianhan entered Xianhong's space, Yang Fan packed up the remaining spoils of the two.

"It's a pity that these two are good defensive magic weapons."

Yang Fan glanced at the fragments of the magic weapon on the ground, feeling a little regretful.

However, the power of the Mohuang Sword was far beyond his expectations, and it possessed a powerful armor-piercing ability.

It is indeed the attacking Libao that he spent countless efforts and a lot of top-level materials to forge.

At the same time, Yang Fan observed the phantom blood-sucking snake whip. After some absorption, the level of this thing was faintly approaching the ninth-rank magic weapon.

Yang Fan gained a lot from this battle.

Entering Xianhong's space with his mind, Yang Fan looked at the bloody little Nascent Soul that was sealed by Shi Qianhan in a white crystal ball.

Zhu Feng's Nascent Soul was blocked, and he stared at Yang Fan with sinister eyes.

However, what was more in his eyes was fear and uneasiness.

"Master Zhu." Yang Fan looked at him with a smile on his face, took out the skeleton blood book, and asked, "Answer honestly, so as not to suffer from soul refining."

Before Yang Fan could ask, Zhu Feng said: "This is the 'Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book' recorded in the legend of the Blood Demon Dao. It can collect the power of souls, dead objects, monks' blood, etc., and strengthen itself. However, this You need at least a middle-stage cultivator of the Blood Demon Dao Nascent Soul to be able to barely use it. As for my previous book, it is an imitation, and its power is only one-tenth of the real one."

"If you're not a Blood Demon cultivator, you must not use it?" Yang Fan expressed doubts.

"Because this book is a legendary psychic magic weapon, which is one level higher than ancient treasures. If you want to refine and control it, you need at least a late Nascent Soul cultivation."

Zhu Feng explained.

"This thing is actually a legendary psychic magic weapon?"

Yang Fan couldn't help being speechless, no wonder he had refined it many times before, but there was no response, let alone being unable to use it.

In the land of Northern Qin, for nearly ten thousand years, it seems that no clues about psychic magic weapons have been heard.

Afterwards, Yang Fan asked a few more questions, and Zhu Feng knew all the answers.

"Okay, you are very sensible, so I won't embarrass you."

Yang Fan put the white crystal ball that imprisoned Zhu Feng into Xianhong's warehouse.

He understood that Zhu Feng had a special status, he was the grandson of the Nascent Soul Great Cultivator, so he couldn't be easily killed.

Otherwise, once he dies, the soul card left in the sect will burst, and the entire Yuyang Kingdom may not be able to bear the anger of the great elder of the Blood Refining Sect.

call out--

Yang Fan turned into a pale green light streak and flew towards the north of Yuyang Kingdom.

……

At the moment when Shi Qianhan beheaded the strong Nascent Soul of the Blood Refining Sect.

Yuyang Kingdom, Moyang Sect.

In the hall surrounded by demonic clouds.

"It's shot, you finally can't help using the Nine Nether Demon Art?"

The black-robed old man with his hands behind his back had a playful tone.

"Pass down the order and let the Ghost Illusion Sect do it immediately!"

Suddenly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and his icy voice was transmitted to the other end of the hall.

……

At the moment when the man surnamed Tan Yuanying died.

Click!

In a secret room heavily restricted in the Blood Refining Sect, a black jade-like soul card suddenly burst, touching the surrounding restrictions.

Soon, a skinny old man who was sitting in seclusion and meditation looked shocked, looked at the broken soul card, and exclaimed: "Elder Qin has fallen."

"Elder Tan has fallen—"

This bad news quickly spread to the senior management of the Blood Refining Sect, causing a commotion.

Because, this is the first Yuanying elder who has fallen from the Blood Refining Sect in the past hundred years.

However, this was only the first Nascent Soul cultivator that Yang Fan personally beheaded when he returned to Beiqin.

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(End of this chapter)