Xianhong Road

Chapter 501 The Sanyou Old Demon Reappears
puff~~
The fan-shaped wind turned into a hand of death, and swept across the relatively dense crowd of monks with lightning speed.

"what……"

The screams pierced the sky above Ghost Spirit Castle.

The first to bear the burden is the previous few elders of Jindan, they are the leaders who command many disciples of the sect.

The golden core monk who called all the monks before had almost no effect on the defensive shield. With a scream, his soul flew away.

This is an attack at the soul level, and general defensive magic weapons and shields can almost be ignored.

Most of the ghost monks have extraordinary attainments in the soul.

However, in the face of the soul killer and nemesis of the Nether Magic Fan, there is almost no resistance.

"Ah ah ah..."

The miserable screams continued for an instant, and none of the monks on a fan was spared.

Pfft!poof...

Under this fan, four high-ranking Golden Cores and more than a dozen foundation-builders within the range of the fan were instantly killed.

The bodies of the people who died basically did not suffer much damage, and all their souls were annihilated and died.

"Ah! Run!"

"Scatter quickly..."

All the monks who were united just now were scared out of their wits and fled in all directions.

Pola~Pola~
Shi Qianhan injected mana slightly, and then waved the Nether Magic Fan continuously.

Where the fan-shaped light black wind passes, the soul is so fragile that no one can struggle for a moment, and all of them are scattered.

Moreover, Shi Qianhan didn't need to use his full power to use this fan at all, he only needed to exert [-]% to [-]% of its power, and he could easily kill these golden core foundation builders in seconds.

Nether Magic Fan, one of the Eight Great Treasure Fans in the Immortal Cultivation World, after the Tianlan Temple, displayed its divine power in the land of Northern Qin.

"stop--"

Yuan Youqing's eyes were blood red, and with a roar, a flying sword with green crystal light appeared in his hand, and with a "sigh", he stabbed at Shi Qianhan.

He already understood that Shi Qianhan was definitely not someone he and others could contend with, so he just wanted to restrain him for a while.

"Run away! All monks, retreat to Ghost Castle!!"

Yuan Youqing's voice spread for hundreds of miles.

"Want to run?"

Shi Qianhan slammed his palm with a smile, and deflected the flying sword. With a thought, hundreds of soul-devouring sky poisonous scorpions turned into horrifying cold lights and rushed into Ghost Castle.

Among the hundreds of soul-devouring sky poisonous scorpions, there is a poisonous scorpion king in the quasi-formation stage, and eight ordinary high-level poisonous scorpions.

As a rare beast in the world, the Soul-devouring Sky Poison Scorpion possesses a venom that can injure the soul, and it just restrains the mysterious magic of the Ghost Gate.

Boom!

In addition, the Glazed Cold Crystal Snake also turned into a huge ice snake with a length of more than ten feet, and entered the Ghost Castle with all the poisonous scorpions.

At this moment, in the ghost castle, only two or three Jindan monks died, and the rest were low-level monks such as Zhuji Ningshen.

If it is a high-level golden core, it has almost no ability to resist in front of the poisonous scorpion king and the glazed cold crystal snake.Even big monks of the same level couldn't hold on for a while.

The army of poisonous scorpions seemed to have entered the land of no one. Wherever they passed, they left purple, black, and blue festering corpses, and blood flowed all over the ground.

"what!"

When one of the high-ranking Golden Cores was torn apart by the Poison Scorpion King, and the last big Golden Core monk was frozen by the Glazed Cold Crystal Snake, all the monks were in despair.

Even Yuan Youqing looked hopeless and powerless.

This terrifying army of poisonous scorpions, coupled with the combination of wild and wild beasts, even if one or two strong Nascent Souls encounter it, their scalp will tingle.

With such an army of spirit beasts, it is not difficult to sweep away a large sect of cultivators in Northern Qin.

"Next...it's your turn!!"

A pair of silver boots suddenly appeared under Shi Qianhan's feet, and the silver light arc trembled for more than twenty feet, and instantly moved to the oblique sky above Yuan Youqing.

Clap!

The Nether Magic Fan waved again
Yuan Youqing was horrified, he was naturally very aware of the reputation of the Eight Great Treasure Fans.

um~~
On his wrist, a purple-black bracelet appeared, rippling a circle of purple light, colliding with the cold shadow of the Nether Magic Fan.

Chilla-

The purple-red bracelet trembled, then dimmed, and the fan-shaped light black lingering wind lingered, hitting Yuan Youqing right in the middle.

A purple light flickered in Yuan Youqing's eyes, and he let out a muffled snort. The remaining prestige only slightly damaged his mind, and he fled towards a certain direction outside the Ghost Castle.

Shi Qianhan was slightly startled, he didn't expect that he had a magic weapon for soul defense, but it was already damaged by the blow just now.

What is even more unbelievable is that this Yuan Youqing has extremely strong attainments in the soul level, and has a strong resistance in front of the Nether Magic Fan.

"Today you are doomed to die here." Shi Qianhan laughed and chased after him.

Yuan Youqing's body was covered in purple light, and a green will-o'-the-wisp ignited under his feet, like a weightless ghost, erratic, fighting and fleeing with Shi Qianhan.

Shi Qianhan saw that his figure was ghostly and irregular, so he simply put away the Nether Magic Fan, the silver lights of the flying cloud boots trembled under his feet, his feet were like phantoms, and they were like strands of flat ground in the void. Together.

Bang bang bang! !

After a few rounds of fighting, Yuan Youqing was defeated. With a muffled grunt, he fled immediately, a bloody light bloomed from his feet, ghost winds roared all over his body, green flames fluttered, and his speed almost doubled.

However, Shi Qianhan was still able to catch up with him, "Papapa...", launched a thunderous bombardment, and the black palm prints frequently hit Yuan Youqing.

Yuan Youqing's injuries continued to worsen, he had no fighting spirit, and retreated steadily, his consciousness swept tens of miles away, and angrily said: "Come out soon?"

Shi Qianhan laughed, and the attack became more swift and fierce. If the opponent hadn't tried his best to escape, he would have been able to kill him in no time in a face-to-face confrontation.

Swipe!

Suddenly, a silver light arc swept across, and Shi Qianhan appeared beside Yuan Youqing like lightning.

Yuan Youqing was shocked and immediately dodged.

However, Shi Qianhan had expected it long ago, a black snake shadow came out of his hand, and without a sound, it wrapped around Yuan Youqing's body.

At this moment, the phantom blood-sucking snake whip is close to the top nine ranks, more spiritual, even if the enemy dodges, it can change the direction and angle in a small range to bind it.

Yuan Youqing's body went numb, and suddenly felt the force of the poison enter his body. Not to mention his body was stiff, he also felt the flow of essence and blood all over his body.

He couldn't help being terrified, his mana surged wildly, and he wanted to break free from this thing.

Swish!
The silver light arc swept away.

Unexpectedly, Shi Qianhan appeared behind him like lightning, raised his palms, and circulated the essence of the demonic way, the Nine Nether Demonic Qi burst out like a torrent, "slapping" two palms, and he vomited blood wildly.

The destructive magic power invaded his body, instantly shattering his internal organs.

Yuan Youqing let out a scream, and a purple lightning bolt "chucked" and disappeared in front of him, fleeing dozens of meters away.

"Huh!" Shi Qianhan exclaimed, but he didn't expect the other party to react so unexpectedly.

chila~
The purple ghost electricity was actually transformed by Yuan Youqing's Nascent Soul, and its speed was twice as fast as that of ordinary Nascent Souls.

In the blink of an eye, the Nascent Soul escaped several kilometers away, as fast as lightning.

"Can you run away?" Shi Qianhan laughed again and again, and even let the Nascent Soul run a certain distance first.

scoff——

Suddenly, the silver light of the Xiangyun boots flashed, and Shi Qianhan turned into a shooting star, flying across the sky.

Fly thousands of miles! !
In an instant, Shi Qianhan flew ten miles away, blocking the direction in which the Nascent Soul was escaping.

Flying clouds for thousands of miles, with Shi Qianhan's current strength, he can fly for fifty or sixty miles at most once, and ten miles is already the minimum range.

"what!!"

Yuan Youqing's Nascent Soul was terrified, and quickly turned around and fled in another direction.

However, just as Yuan Ying moved, his body froze suddenly, only to find that his mana was imprisoned inexplicably.

Not only was his mana imprisoned, but the aura of heaven and earth in the surrounding area was also imprisoned.

Yuan Ying showed despair and horror, struggling desperately.

Under normal circumstances, it is still possible.

But at this moment, he had already been seriously injured, and his soul was also hurt. He wanted to resist this force, but he seemed to have more than enough energy.

"Forbidden law ring? Hehe, Shi Qianhan, you really surprised me..."

An empty and old voice resounded from the mountains in the distance, as if coming from the bottomless abyss.

The moment the sound stopped, an indescribable oppressive momentum covered the area for hundreds of miles.

Shi Qianhan's body froze slightly, without turning his head, his energy and spirit suddenly gathered to the peak.

Yuan Youqing's Nascent Soul showed joy: "Come and save me."

scoff——

A dark electric arc flashed away from several miles away, and it stabbed at Shi Qianhan with a domineering and peerless magic power.

The colorful light spots on Shi Qianhan's forbidden magic ring disappeared, and he jumped in an instant, narrowly avoiding the dark arc.

Thunderbolt~~
The dark electric arc carried traces of flames, passing by Shi Qianhan's side, and the magic energy shield around him suddenly dimmed, almost breaking the entire defense layer.

Such strength is simply shocking.

What's even more frightening is that the opponent is still miles away.

Yuan Youqing's Nascent Soul immediately fled to Ghost Fort, and said slightly annoyed: "Old Demon Sanyou, why did you take action only now?"

Whoosh——

A black dot roared from afar, carrying a terrifying magical power, making everything in this area seem insignificant.

Shi Qianhan's face was solemn, he took a deep breath, his whole body was concentrated and climbed up, his hands slowly spread out, and the magic energy between heaven and earth poured into his body like a spring.

Integrate your mind into Xianhong's space and quickly recover.

The black phosgene around him skyrocketed, then condensed again, and then skyrocketed again, condensing a little bit, and the aura emitted was even more astonishing.

And in the distance, the old man in black robes with a gloomy luster, an ordinary face, with one hand on his back, and the other hand catching the whirling jet-black spear.

On this spear, faint blue arcs flickered, exuding an astonishing aura.

This turned out to be an ancient treasure that contained powerful offensive powers! !
As the black-robed old man approached, the overwhelming magic power rolled like a long river.

The invisible magic power and the vast pressure converge little by little.

Shi Qianhan seemed to feel that all the devilish energy in the world was oppressing him.

The demeanor of a generation of magic masters in Yuyang country is fully displayed.

For hundreds of years, he has frightened this country, and no one can compete with him. He is one of the top ten Nascent Soul powerhouses in Northern Qin Dynasty.

Shi Qianhan looked at him quietly, the fierce fighting intent was intertwined with the black magic light, and the magic energy billowed above his head, turning into a majestic cloud of magic.

Thirty years ago, it was the person in front of him who chased him for tens of thousands of miles and left his hometown.

Now that he has returned to Beiqin, this person is in Yuyang country, but he is already invincible and invincible.

With his arrival... half of the sky is dark and dull, as if the dark clouds over the entire Yuyang Kingdom are rolling, rolling and flowing, and the oppression is pervading here.

Turning hands is a cloud, covering hands is rain.

Cover the sky with one hand! !

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(End of this chapter)