Xianhong Road

Chapter 502

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A dark purple lightning flashed across the sky, at an incredible speed, even less than one-tenth of the speed of monk Xian Yuanying.

If there is a high-level Nascent Soul here, the divine consciousness will definitely be able to capture a small Nascent Soul shining with purple awns.

Yuan Youqing abandoned her physical body and fled as a Nascent Soul, almost dying, which can be described as extremely dangerous.

If Sanyou Old Demon hadn't appeared at the most critical moment, he might have been captured and killed by that terrifying demon.

Thinking of Shi Qianhan's overbearing thunder and powerful magic skills, he was afraid for a while.

"The hateful Sanyou old devil has not made a move for so long, and let my body be destroyed. It seems that I have to find a new skin..."

Yuan Youqing was secretly afraid.

This Sanyou old devil, as a giant in the way of magic, is really an old fox.

bang bang bang-

At this moment, in a place tens of miles away from him, the aura of heaven and earth vibrated, the billowing demonic energy scatter in all directions, and the sound of clashes shocked the sky, resounding like thunder, which was soul-stirring.

"These two demons are fighting..."

Yuan Youqing barely used his spiritual sense to sweep away, revealing a look of shock.

Whether it's Shi Qianhan or Sanyou old devil, they are people he absolutely cannot provoke.

One side is the master of the magic way who has shocked Yuyang for hundreds of years, and the other is the rookie of the way of magic who miraculously rises like a comet.

The outcome of the confrontation between the two is of great importance, enough to make anyone look forward to and be curious.

Yuan Youqing was no exception, but he still flew towards Ghost Spirit Castle without hesitation.

If he didn't go back quickly to recover, if he was affected by the battle between these two demons, or was bumped into by other high-ranking Nascent Soul, the consequences would be disastrous.

call out--

After a while, he returned to Ghost Castle.

However, just after arriving here, his gloomy Nascent Soul froze suddenly, and immediately his eyes were burning with anger.

Looking around, the entire ghost castle seemed to be a dead zone.

The empty castle was lifeless, with festering corpses everywhere, like a dead city.

Those soul-devouring poisonous scorpions had been scattered all over the place, chasing and killing the monks of the Ghost Sect hiding everywhere.

As long as the remaining ghost monks are still hiding within a hundred miles, they will be found by the poisonous scorpion, and they will leave a dead body after poisoning.

"This... what the hell is going on here?"

Yuan Youqing's Nascent Soul stayed in the void, inexplicably terrified.

To a certain extent, the ghost sect has been removed from the world of cultivating immortals, and more than ninety-nine percent of the cultivators have died.

Now he is the only one left, the bare commander, and his body was destroyed, leaving only a naked Nascent Soul.

"Shi Qianhan is clearly chasing and killing me, and now he is dueling Sanyou old devil, how could he have the skills to manipulate these hundreds of poisonous scorpions and spirit beasts?"

The eyes of Yuan Youqing's Nascent Soul were flickering.

"Could it be... besides Shi Qianhan, there are other terrifying existences?"

Yuan Youqing couldn't help but gasped.

While he was in a daze and contemplating, a man in a sapphire brocade robe walked out of Ghost Castle, holding several storage bags in his hands, tapping on the spoils.

"Well, this time I searched the treasure house of the ghost gate, and the harvest was beyond expectations."

The man in the sapphire brocade robe didn't seem to notice his existence, and all these storage bags disappeared in his hands.

what! !

He stared at the young man, sucked in a breath of cold air, and after sweeping his consciousness, he couldn't see through him.

"You... who are you?"

Yuan Youqing stared at the young man in shock.

"Who am I?" The young man smiled lightly, "Of course I'm the one who wants to kill you."

After finishing speaking, he slowly raised a hand, and a wave of obscure and strange waves rippled out.

On the left hand, a silver-gray, bland ring was revealed.

In an instant, Yuan Youqing's Nascent Soul was struggling in the void, as if being held tightly by someone.

Immediately, the entire Nascent Soul was frozen and imprisoned, and disappeared into the void.

The young man withdrew his hand, glanced lightly at a certain direction where the devilish energy was rolling, and muttered to himself:
"As expected, Sanyou old devil has been watching for a long time."

"I just don't know what method this demon used to confuse the actual distance between the magic flames? Although he can sense his existence and general direction, he can't estimate the real distance...The last time he was in Yangjiabao This is the case."

Yang Fan frowned, closed his eyes suddenly, his whole body flickered with pale yellow crystal light, blending into the earth.

The next moment, the entire Ghost Castle trembled, making a "boom boom boom..." sound.

From this day on, the Ghost Gate was gradually forgotten in the world of cultivating immortals. After hundreds or thousands of years, few people remembered its existence.

……

The dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the entire sky and the earth were suppressed under a wave of fearful demon power.

Old Demon Sanyou was clad in a black robe, with flaps fluttering, one hand on his back, one hand lightly held in mid-air, his whole body was dark and introverted.

The aura emanating from his whole body seemed to be integrated with the cloud of devilish energy in the world.

From a distance, he looks like a shadow, and the gloomy luster in his eyes gives people an unfathomable depth like the sea.

Shi Qianhan's expression was unprecedentedly dignified, the black magic light all over his body was as thick as substance, and the magic energy billowing above his head gathered into a majestic cloud, exuding vast magic power, fighting against the giant of the magic way in front of him.

However, Old Demon Sanyou didn't panic, just walked slowly, walking towards him as if carelessly.

It seemed that he didn't put any effort into it, but Shi Qianhan's expression changed again.

Just taking a few casual steps like this gave him an illusion of being invincible and invulnerable.

Those light steps, as if stepping on every heartbeat and breath of Shi Qianhan, circulated every demonic energy inside and outside the body to the fullest.

While strolling in the courtyard, it caused a great shock and psychological pressure.

This is the demeanor of a generation of magic masters in Yuyang country.

Finally, the Sanyou old demon stopped walking, and stared at the demonic rookie in front of him with his dark and calm eyes: "Shi Qianhan, you have escaped from Beiqin for decades, and I have been waiting for you for 28 years."

I have been waiting for you for 28 years.

The meaning in this sentence seems to be implying something.

In 28 years, he had absolutely sufficient time to prepare, and he was able to arrange all the backups with absolute certainty.

And Yang Fan's return seemed to be a trap for himself.

"For 28 years, your relatives, friends, and all related people, I have never moved a hair." A smile appeared on Sanyou's face: "You know, why?"

Shi Qianhan stood quietly in the void, somewhat curious.

"This is because the old man wants to make you feel worried. As long as these people are still there, no matter how far you run, you will come back one day."

Sanyou old devil's eyes gradually showed a few traces of sharpness: "I am not afraid of your return, but worried that you will not come back."

When Shi Qianhan heard this, he thought for a while, and felt that Sanyou Old Demon really had the spirit of a generation of demon masters.

He is not afraid of the rise of Shi Qianhan, a miraculous rookie, and even full of confidence, expecting him to be strong one day and return to Beiqin.

This kind of confidence, this kind of mind, is not afraid of challenges, let alone bullying juniors.

However, at a certain moment, Shi Qianhan's heart suddenly trembled, and he almost trembled.

At that moment just now, he was almost overwhelmed by the other party's confidence and mind at the level of spiritual will.

He suddenly understood that the battle in front of him was not only a confrontation of strength, but also a full-scale confrontation of fighting spirit.

Sanyou old devil is worthy of being a master of the generation of demons, his fighting will is so strong, he played it lightly, creating a spiritual commanding height for the upcoming battle.

"Hahaha..." Shi Qianhan let out a long laugh: "Old Devil Sanyou, you are indeed strong, but you are no match for your schemes; your spirit is also great, but it is far inferior to a dead man .”

"A dead person?" The darkness in Sanyou old devil's eyes flickered.

In the first half of the sentence, Shi Qianhan satirized him for putting the cart before the horse, and for his strength to be inferior to his scheming.

In the second half of the sentence, the spiritual commanding height deliberately created by the Sanyou old devil is not self-defeating.

"Did you forget that 28 years ago, a warrior at the Jindan level almost killed you, a high-level Nascent Soul, with a dying blow?"

Shi Qianhan pursed his lips slightly.

"Wushuang?" Shi Qianhan's complexion changed slightly, and then he said with a little disdain: "A trivial martial artist."

"Really?" Shi Qianhan looked at him with a half-smile.

Sanyou old devil was slightly startled, deep in his heart, he will never forget that shocking death sword that surpassed the ages and wept ghosts and gods.

That sword not only deeply injured him, but also penetrated into his spiritual level, and even left a crack in his realm.

After being injured by Wushuang's sword, it took him nearly ten years to fill the gap in the realm.

At this moment, when Shi Qianhan mentioned it again, the other party seemed to have deep meaning in his eyes.

"Old devil Sanyou, you have waited for Shi Mou for 28 years. You just want to devour my Nether Demon Flame, so that your strength will be greatly increased and your cultivation base will be improved. No matter how strong you are, there is only one person and you. Wisdom. And I, am not fighting alone."

"Not alone?" Old Demon Sanyou's complexion changed, and his consciousness quickly scanned his surroundings.

"Although Wushuang is dead, his spiritual will is eternal. He is fighting side by side with me at this moment. My will and determination to kill you are stronger, and I have even sworn a soul poison oath, and there is no way out. So, no matter you No matter how strong we are, even if we can gain a momentary advantage, we will die in our hands sooner or later."

The faith and fighting will in Shi Qianhan's eyes soared, and he faintly broke through a certain shackle.

At this moment, his will to fight has stepped into another level, the surrounding devil energy is flowing more smoothly, and his mental thoughts are more sensitive and accessible.

In such a stressful mental confrontation, Shi Qianhan actually rose to a higher level in artistic conception.

Sanyou old devil can't steal chickens and lose money, I'm afraid it's too late to regret.

"Come on, fight me upright. I, Shi Qianhan, am not afraid of the sky or the earth. There is no one in this world who can make my will shrink back, even if you are ten times stronger!!"

The majestic demonic cloud above Shi Qianhan's head suddenly rolled, and the sound that shocked the world and made everything dark.

This is the spiritual will of the strongest to win. He not only allowed Shi Qianhan's spiritual level to break through, but also allowed his strength to increase without limit.

The fighting intent in his eyes seemed to burn the entire sky in an instant, and the roaring devilish energy was slapped out with his palm, turning into a black dragon that annihilated the world.

The entire void was filled with the full magic power and will.

The Sanyou old devil's face was gloomy at first, and then he returned to calm. He still held his back with one hand, and slowly swiped his palm in vain. There was no vast demonic energy, and no terrifying pressure.

With just one swipe, silent black streaks of light burst out from the palm of his hand.

bang-

The billowing demonic clouds and vast coercion in the sky exploded at that moment, and within a radius of tens of miles, everything was shrouded in invisible clouds, and the vibrating and suppressed demonic energy filled every corner of the surrounding area.

Teng Teng Teng Teng Teng Teng ~ ~
The Sanyou old devil had one hand on his back, and was forced back a few feet, his eyes were full of horror, and he was deeply shocked by that powerful and incomparable momentum and will.

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