Xianhong Road

Chapter 577 Inheriting the Power of Lingbao
(third more)

pff~~~~
A tadpole-like white seedling opened its mouth, touching the terrifying and strange wind from the mysterious cloak of inheritance.

When the Black Wind Demon Emperor saw this scene, his eyes were filled with sarcasm.

This thing is a combination of his innate ability and inherited treasures. It can annihilate all things. If it is confronted head-on, the great monk Nascent Soul may also fall.

Even if the legendary powerhouse of the transformation stage descended, he would not choose to fight head-on.

At the beginning, the tadpole-like white light seedlings met the black strange wind, and suddenly dimmed a lot, almost extinguishing.

At this moment, Yang Fan's expression froze.

But at the next moment, the strange black wind suddenly withered and dimmed like a flower.

what! ?

The Black Wind Demon Emperor was inexplicably terrified, and his body trembled slightly. He watched his forbidden trump card wither and dissipate in a moment.

And at the same time, the inheritance black cloak behind him made a slight whine, which seemed to be affected.

This kind of influence, the Black Wind Demon Emperor himself can't explain it clearly, but the feeling is definitely not good.

Chill! !
With a flash of his figure, he disappeared from Yang Fan's side again, offering a bronze mirror in his hand, which was also an ancient treasure.

Yang Fan smiled lightly, holding a brush in his hand, and fought with the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

While the two peak powerhouses were fighting, hundreds of thousands of monks from the Peacock Temple and the Northern Qin Alliance held their breaths.

In the field of vision, there are only two lights and shadows flickering non-stop, and it is difficult to catch even the spiritual consciousness.

The two great lights and shadows collided with each other from time to time, and from time to time burst into pieces of brilliant brilliance. Although it was not earth-shattering, it was absolutely thrilling.

The senior monks on the field were all terrified.

Their spiritual sense can barely keep up with the battle between the two, and they find that every moment of confrontation is extremely thrilling and precarious.

At a certain moment, Yang Fan was suppressed by the Black Wind Demon Emperor, and it was almost a near-death situation.But in the next moment, the situation reversed, and the Black Wind Demon Emperor was cornered.

These two are the top existences in Beiqin, and their fighting skills and confrontation are often wave after wave, continuous.

Such an unpredictable confrontation, ordinary monks can only look up.

More monks have their hearts hanging in their throats. Every moment of fighting, it looks like they are stepping on a tightrope. Any negligence will lead to eternal hatred.

All the Nascent Soul and old monsters at the top of Beiqin also broke into a cold sweat for Yang Fan.

The three monks stood together, and at the beginning they were also in a state of uncertainty and a little nervous.

The way the two fought shocked even them.

If it were any one of them to deal with it, I'm afraid they would have already fallen into a disadvantage.

It seems that in the entire Northern Qin Alliance, only Yang Fan can share equal shares with the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

The other three monks, although not much different from them, are still two points behind.

As the battle continued, the three monks had a clearer estimate of the strength of the two sides due to the different heights they fought.

"It seems that the two of them are evenly matched in strength, even if they fight for three days and three nights, it will be difficult to tell the winner."

Feng Wujue sighed.

Fortunately, it was Yang Fan who was fighting against each other. If it was any one of them, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to hold on for so long.

"I don't think so."

Sanqing Sanren said with a smile.

The Patriarch Xuelian and Feng Wujue both looked at him.

"If you continue to fight for a long time, Daoyou Yang should be able to gain the upper hand. Haven't you noticed that Daoyou Yang has a long energy, far superior to that of the same level, even big monks of the same level can't do anything about it. Moreover, his defense is also very strong. As long as there are no accidents, he can basically fight immediately In an invincible position. As long as this drags on for a long time, the one who suffers will definitely be the Black Wind Demon Emperor."

Sanqing Sanren's eyes flickered, staring at two erratic figures in the distance.

The eyes of Patriarch Xuelian and Feng Wujue's eyes lit up when they heard the words.

Indeed, Yang Fan's pulse was long and terrifying, and he was still calm after fighting for such a long time.

On the other hand, the Black Wind Demon Emperor had to take a breather after using his supernatural power several times in a row.

Of course, the strong Nascent Soul has a long energy channel, which can initially absorb the spiritual energy of the world. As long as it is not excessively consumed, it will not cause problems if it continues to fight for a few days, or even longer.

However, no matter how long the energy channels are, it is difficult to continuously replenish the energy consumption.

Seeing the time passing by, although the Black Wind Demon Emperor did not fall into a disadvantage, he was indeed not as leisurely as Yang Fan during the battle.

The longer the time lasts, the greater Yang Fan's advantage will be.

"Following this trend, if we continue to fight for another six or seven days, Fellow Daoist Yang will gain the upper hand."

Sanqing Loose Cultivator stroked his beard and said with a smile.

While they were watching the battle, the three barbarian celestial masters were also watching the battlefield all the time.

"Although Yang Fan is a middle-term monk, his strength can actually compete with the Demon Emperor. I still didn't believe it before..."

The dwarf old man's eyes were full of shock.

The black robe Mu Tianshi sighed: "Yes, otherwise how could I have been killed by him earlier."

"At present, it seems that Lord Demon Emperor and Yang Fan are on par in strength, and our plan should be realized."

The black-faced celestial master smiled slightly.

In a blink of an eye, four or five days passed, and the battle between Yang Fan and the Black Wind Demon Emperor was still thrilling, with endless tricks.

However, the hundreds of thousands of monks on both sides have become numb.

"Something is not good..." The face of the dwarf old man changed slightly.

"What's the matter?" The black robe Mu Tianshi asked suspiciously.

"Have you noticed that the Demon Emperor's stamina is not as good as that of Yang's?"

The dwarf old man stared at the expressions of the two and said suddenly.

"Huh?" The other two celestial masters also saw that the Black Wind Demon Emperor had a faint tendency to fall into the disadvantaged.

"It can't go on like this."

The three celestial masters stomped their feet anxiously.

The battle is still going on, and it will take another two or three days.

At this moment, all the existences above the high level also found that the Black Wind Demon Emperor gradually fell into a disadvantage and was somewhat suppressed by Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's offensive is still strong, calm and heavy, and sometimes erupts like a volcano.

Gollum~~
At a certain moment, the Black Wind Demon Emperor suddenly took out a small jade bottle, poured the milky white crystal liquid into his mouth, and drank it all.

In an instant, the mana in his body throbbed, not only returning to its full strength, but also faintly strengthening it.

Yang Fan's complexion changed slightly, and it could be seen that the other party was taking some kind of spiritual liquid to replenish mana, and the value might not be less than Qiling Qiongjiu.

bang bang bang...

All of a sudden, the Black Wind Demon Emperor's offensive was a little bit more powerful, faintly suppressing Yang Fan a little bit.

Yang Fan no longer has "Defective Reverse Spiritual Blood", otherwise he would not be allowed to be arrogant.

However, as a pharmacist, it can be analyzed that:

Although the psychic liquid that the Black Wind Demon Emperor drank could increase his mana in a short period of time, there must be some side effects after the effect of the medicine wears off.

Spiritual fluids without side effects like the defective Nilingxue may only appear in the Nine Nethers Mystic Realm.

Just being suppressed, Yang Fan didn't worry at all. With his strong defense and all kinds of hole cards, as long as he was careful, there would be no danger.

After fighting for another half a day, the Black Wind Demon Emperor's combat strength gradually weakened, and it was about to drop to normal levels.

The corners of Yang Fan's mouth pursed, as soon as the effect of the medicine ended, the side effects would appear, which could at least weaken his fighting power a bit.

A trace of anxiety finally flashed in the eyes of the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

At a certain moment, when he gritted his teeth, a jet of black light erupted from his body, and the inheritance cloak behind him was windless and automatic, exuding a terrifying and trembling aura.

woohoo~~~
Within a radius of ten miles, there was a strong wind, and black light flowed.

Fortunately, the monks on both sides were already ten miles away, so they were not affected much.

The three monks faintly sensed that something was wrong and told everyone to back off.

Yang Fan suddenly felt like he was stuck in the mud, and all his movements were restrained.

With the swaying of the inherited black cloak, the flow of black light within a few miles became more violent, forming an invincible wind.

The essence, blood and mana in the Black Wind Demon Emperor's body were recklessly injected into the inheritance black cloak.

"You...you don't want to die!!"

Yang Fan exclaimed.

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, the Black Wind Demon Emperor poured more than [-]% of his body's blood and mana into the inherited black cloak.

puff~~~
The inherited black cloak was suddenly peeled off from the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

Buzz~~~~
Immediately, the inheritance cloak released a dazzling black light, which expanded thousands of times in an instant.

And in an instant, it merged into the entire void.

Within a radius of four to five miles, the entire sky was covered by a layer of black night, and the light of the sun was also covered as quickly as possible.

The supreme power of the inherited treasure is condensed in the sky and the earth, covering the sky and the sun, giving Yang Fan the illusion that he is completely powerless to compete with it.

Only a true psychic weapon can produce such terrifying power.

Ordinary psychic magic weapons, in the hands of late master monks, can only be used, and it will be a bit difficult.

However, inheriting Lingbao is a very special existence, which complements skills, blood, talent and so on.

The stronger the cultivation base attribute, the greater the power it exerts.

At this moment, the Black Wind Demon Emperor desperately injected blood essence and vitality. If it was a psychic magic weapon, it would have been beyond his control.

However, the fusion of inherited spirit treasures and his innate skills allows him to control power beyond his own reach.

That powerful force that covered the sky and the sun formed a black wind that became stronger and stronger, and formed 1000 million black blades, gathering towards Yang Fan.

Once surrounded by the wind and countless black blades, there is only one dead end waiting for Yang Fan.

Holding the peng feather fan in his hand, he swung it violently, and a hurricane swept across several miles, but it only blocked the force.

Although the ancient treasure is powerful, it is impossible to reverse the overall situation under the power of the inherited spiritual treasure that the Black Wind Demon Emperor exerted at all costs.

Yang Fan took a deep breath, his body was blown up like a piece of paper, and was violently destroyed by the strong wind.

This is also the reason why his defense is extremely strong. If it were an ordinary high-level Nascent Soul, he might not be able to hold on for a few breaths before being buried in the black wind.

"Do you want to use the Mohuang Sword, or let Shi Qianhan come out to help?"

An idea flashed in Yang Fan's mind.

But it was quickly denied that the Mohuang Sword was a semi-spiritual treasure, even if Shi Qianhan came forward, it would still be five or five.

Then, there is another psychic magic weapon...

In Xianhong's warehouse, the skeleton blood book exudes a ferocious yet distant powerful aura.

As a true psychic weapon, this thing can at least compete with the Black Wind Demon Emperor, but to exert a certain power, I am afraid that some price must be paid.

As soon as Yang Fan gritted his teeth, a ferocious and evil book appeared in his hand, with two skulls inlaid on it, which was eerie and shocking.

As soon as the book was released, the ancestor of Xue Lian, who was watching the battle from a distance, couldn't help exclaiming: "The Book of Blood Taboo and Purgatory!!!"

(Third watch arrives...)
(End of this chapter)