Xianhong Road

Chapter 611 Missing Again
"I'll give you ten breaths of time. If you don't get out of the way, Shi will let you die here."

The man in black clothes said similar threatening words once.

But this time, when Shi Qianhan said it, he was even more domineering and indifferent.

"you……"

The black-clothed man's complexion was livid, extremely ugly.

When the two confronted each other, the two-headed and four-armed stone monster finally came out of a trance.

It had been hit repeatedly by the man in black at the North Pole's magneto-light before, and it had very poor resistance to it. When it really recovered at this time, the eyes of the two pairs of eyes shone with hatred and coldness.

Ugh~~~~
Suddenly, I saw it take a long breath, the surrounding wind was strong, and the ground shook violently.

Under the layer of ice fog, it was suddenly dark, with flying sand and stones.

Under the frenzy of the world, the bodies of low-level monks could not help but fly.

click-

Suddenly, an unfathomable fissure opened in the ground under his feet, and a strong suction force was generated as a result.

woohoo~~
Many monks were directly sucked away by the force in the cracks in the ground, and screams came from one after another.

bang bang bang bang...

Amidst the chaos, the man in Xuanyi confronted Shi Qianhan, the magneto-optic energy collided with the magic energy, flying in all directions, and the trees and boulders in the surrounding area turned into dust one after another.

After the space between heaven and earth returned to normal, the two-headed and four-armed monster had disappeared.

In the sky, the man in Xuanyi and Shi Qianhan were constantly fighting, and it looked like they were tied.

At this moment, the man in Xuanyi was more cautious. Shi Qianhan's Nether Magic Fan was not sure to hit the target, so it was difficult to attack.Moreover, activating this fan consumes a lot of soul power, so it is naturally impossible to use it without restriction.

"In the extreme north, there is a kung fu that can compete with the magnetic light of the north pole. It's incredible..."

The female elder surnamed Liu said in disbelief.

The North Pole magneto-optic, in the extreme north, is known as invincible at the same level, and no one can compete with it. This is a long-standing legend.

The two of them had some disbelief before, and they were powerless to resist after joining forces.

"What is the background of this person? I seem to have seen the magic power he cultivated in the classics..."

The blue-robed weirdo frowned.

High in the sky, the two fought for a while, and saw the man in black angrily scolded: "It's all your fault, which caused the ancient giant stone spirit to escape. The essence of Tugeng in this object is a treasure in the world for refining defensive magic weapons. If there is no The North Pole magneto-optical restraint of this seat, no one can restrain this thing in the strange stone forest, and you can't even try to succeed."

After saying that, he sneered, and turned into a magnificent arc of light, which swept over a hundred feet and merged into the distant ice mist. The speed was even faster than that of ordinary big monks.

"Except for the North Pole Magneto-Optics, is it really impossible for anyone to control it?"

A sly smile appeared on the corner of Shi Qianhan's mouth, his figure turned into a black light, and fled to the depths of the majestic stone forest.

After the two powerful men disappeared, some of the Ice Soul Sect and other monks still had a dazed and terrified expression, and did not come out of a daze.

"I didn't expect that besides Princess Bingyou, there would be two such terrifying characters in the Strange Stone Forest."

Liu Xueqin showed a look of fear, but also a look of splendor and longing: When will she become such a top powerhouse.

"Tap on the number of people to see how much you lost?"

The female elder surnamed Liu passed down the order.

The rift that the ancient boulder spirit tore just before it fled away engulfed many monks.

Just when everyone was counting the number of people.

"Yang Daoyou is missing..."

Lin Cheng exclaimed, his face pale.

"What! He disappeared again?"

Liu Xueqin showed astonishment.

"Maybe he's gone into hiding again."

Fairy Qin smiled slightly, and launched a spiritual search.

After a moment.

"No……"

Fairy Qin's complexion was slightly pale, and her eyes were a little sad.

Liu Xueqin swept her consciousness for a few miles, then shook her head: "I didn't see it, it must have been sucked away by the crack in the ground just now."

When Lin Cheng heard this, his eyes were red, his fists were clenched and trembling, and he couldn't accept it.

"How is it possible...he will be fine, definitely not..."

Lin Cheng muttered to himself, then grabbed Liu Xueqin's hand tightly: "Fairy Liu, do you think so?"

"This..." Liu Xueqin's pretty face flushed slightly, she broke free from his hand, and said solemnly: "I hope Fellow Daoist Lin can accept this fact head-on and cheer up."

Lin Cheng's eyes were bloodshot, and he almost roared: "No, he will be fine."

"What happened?"

The strange man in blue robe glanced over, his voice was indifferent, and the coercion of the Nascent Soul level suddenly descended, making the field dead silent.

"It's like this, a famous disciple was unlucky just now..."

Liu Xueqin quickly explained.

After the weird man in the blue robe finished listening, his face was expressionless, and instead he said to Lin Cheng: "Since it has become a fact, don't argue and make noise. If you don't listen, you will be dealt with according to the rules of the house."

Lin Cheng took a deep breath and gradually calmed down.

The blue-robed weirdo nodded in satisfaction.

"I still believe... he'll be fine."

However, Lin Cheng's next words made him sullen.

Lin Cheng looked calm, and a belief that he couldn't even explain clearly made him dare to face the aloof Nascent Soul monster.

"Do you dare to disobey Elder Ben?"

The blue old weirdo looked cold, and he raised his hand to clean up Lin Cheng.

"Senior Chao, please calm down." Liu Xueqin hastily pleaded, "His friend is indeed extraordinary. According to his previous performance, he really shouldn't have died so easily."

"Old Monster Chao, why bother getting angry with a junior?"

The female elder surnamed Liu also defended her shortcomings, and said with a smile.

"Hmph, it's just a small period of concentration."

The blue-robed monster snorted coldly, and when he saw the elder woman surnamed Liu, he invited her, but he ignored Lin Cheng.

The man surnamed Fang saw this scene not far away, and there was a trace of gloating in his eyes: "Boy surnamed Yang, you will be buried here without my design. It will be easier to leave only one boy Lin..."

Regarding Yang Fan's disappearance, everyone except Lin Cheng concluded that he was dead.

After that, the Ice Soul Sect monks continued to march deep into the stone forest.

In the process of moving forward, they encountered ancient wood spirits, stone monsters and other objects, the number of which was not large, and there were no transformation-level existences, so everyone was relaxed.

After beheading the ancient wood spirit and the stone monster, the monks of the Ice Soul Sect gained a lot.

However, when going deep into a certain area, a taboo-like atmosphere came, which made all the monks feel uneasy.

Since then, the monks of the Ice Soul Sect also encountered monks from other forces in the Ice and Snow Immortal Realm.

They didn't know that somewhere in the majestic stone forest, a man wearing a sapphire brocade robe melted into the soil.

If Lin Cheng and the others were present, they would definitely recognize that this is the "missing" Yang Fan just now.

At this moment, Yang Fan looks completely different from before, with a calm and impeccable temperament like a mountain.

In the depths of the soil layer, Yang Fan's entire body seemed to merge with the brilliance of the earth, and he shuttled under the earth like a fish in water.

In fact, he has already penetrated more than ten miles underground at this moment.

In his senses, that huge target is constantly fleeing underground.

"Where are you going?"

Yang Fan didn't give up, his speed became faster and faster, and he also drew closer to the ancient boulder spirit.

At this moment, the ancient boulder spirit shrunk to a size of ten feet, and it was shuttling through the soil layer, looking very embarrassed.

Before, it took advantage of Shi Qianhan's confrontation with the man in Xuanyi to cause chaos and took the opportunity to escape.

Unexpectedly, he was stared at by a more terrifying existence.

In terms of attainments in earth escape, Yang Fan is no less than it, a monster bred from the earth and rocks.

It is not that the ancient boulder spirit has managed to repel the enemy.

However, after some magical contests, it found that the opponent was extremely difficult to deal with, and with its own injured body at the moment, it was no match at all.

Even in the prime of life, there is no match for this person.

When integrating into the earth, Yang Fan's strength in all aspects increased significantly.

At a certain moment, his soul root melted into the earth, and the rock formation in the front area rumbled and broke, creating an oppressive obstacle to the ancient boulder essence.

The ancient boulder spirit was inexplicably terrified, and also manipulated the surrounding rock formations to fight against it.

However, Yang Fan, who has the "soul root", has a much stronger control over the earth than it does.

In the continuous pursuit, the ancient giant stone spirit became more and more afraid, and became afraid of the people behind it.

After chasing for a while, Yang Fan approached again, raised his hand to guide the majestic force like a mountain torrent, and slapped the ancient giant stone spirit with his palm.

In the earth, Yang Fan's attack power has increased a lot, and every hit has reached the peak of Nascent Soul, approaching the stage of transformation.

The ancient boulder spirit kept roaring and roaring, inexplicably in pain.

This thing has rough skin and thick flesh, but it has been beaten well. It has endured repeated attacks and has not yet fallen down. Yang Fan can't help being surprised.

Yang Fan remained unmoved and continued to chase and beat him.

In the earth, he can constantly replenish his vitality, and his resilience and endurance can be called terrifying.

He firmly believed that as long as the chasing continued for an hour or two, the ancient boulder spirit would be dragged down by the accumulated damage.

as predicted.

An hour later, the ancient boulder spirit was covered with scars and howled non-stop.

At this time, he began to ask Yang Fan for peace.

"Begging for peace?"

Yang Fan sneered and continued to chase.

Another half hour.

Finally, the ancient boulder spirit wailed and neighed, and half-kneeled on the spot, expressing its surrender to Yang Fan.

This is still rough-skinned and thick-skinned. If it were any other Nascent Soul powerhouse, under such circumstances, it would have died at least dozens or hundreds of times.

Yang Fan also had to admire that this boulder spirit was actually the monster with the strongest defensive power he had ever seen, and its ability to resist attacks was unparalleled.

"If you don't want to die, let Yang imprint your soul and surrender to me from then on."

Yang Fan said indifferently.

Hearing the words, the ancient giant stone spirit shook its head vigorously, expressing its resistance.

"Really?" Yang Fan pursed his lips, "Then continue...fighting!"

bang bang bang...

Deep in the ground, there was a burst of earth-shaking.

After half an hour.

"Cough cough..." Yang Fan coughed twice, and there was a red and swollen patch on his forehead, but it disappeared and recovered at a visible speed.

On the other hand, the ancient boulder spirit was dying, his body was almost falling apart, but he still expressed his unyielding thoughts.

This kind of persistent and unyielding thought is as strong and thick as the earth.

Yang Fan suddenly had a little enlightenment, and he had a more thorough understanding of the realm of the power of root extension.

"Okay, let's make another deal..."

Yang Fan put his hands on the ancient boulder spirit, and a warm vitality poured in, speeding up his recovery from injuries.

A few hours later, Jushi Jing's injuries were basically healed, and the gaze he looked at Yang Fan also changed, and he nodded in agreement.

In the end, Yang Fan sat cross-legged opposite Jushi Jing.

The boulder spirit has a copper-colored luster all over its body.

Boom~~~
An incomparably great gravity suddenly descended on Yang Fan, almost causing him to vomit blood.

Yang Fan quickly integrated his soul root into this area, and quietly realized it.

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