Xianhong Road

Chapter 633
"One percent?"

Yang Fan was horrified and couldn't believe it: so low?
As far as he knew, there were at least dozens of guards in the star tower, only on the surface.

These guards are all at the Nascent Soul Great Cultivator level. With so many strong men, can't they be intercepted and killed?

"Yes, [-]% is definitely not a lot. The gap between levels cannot be made up by quantity, so it is difficult, very difficult."

Yu Wenxin stared directly at Yang Fan, as if she was telling him something.

Naturally, Yang Fan would not doubt Yu Wenxin's words, and basically believed them [-]% to [-]%.

"Brother Yang, how long do you plan to stay in the Star Tower? Xiner hopes that you will stay here for dozens or hundreds of years."

Yu Wenxin said with a smile.

"No, my purpose of coming to the extreme north has not yet been fulfilled, and the whereabouts of the Tianyi soul water have yet to be found."

Yang Fan shook his head, it was obviously impossible for him to stay in this isolated astrology tower for a hundred years.

"Brother Yang will stay here for a few days, and let's catch up on the old days together."

Yu Wenxin did not rely on Yang Fan as before, but the respect in his eyes was still there.

"it is good."

Yang Fan nodded and stayed in Star Tower temporarily.

In the next few days, Yang Fan spent some time talking with Yu Wenxin, and asked her to help predict certain things.

Of course, Yu Wenxin's mind and mana are limited, so he can at most help him predict a few times a day, otherwise the price will be very high.

"Brother Yang, you are amazing. You have even recovered the price paid by the holy aunt for divination."

Yu Wenxin still wants to marvel at Yang Fan's medical skills.

In view of Yang Fan's extraordinary medical skills, Yu Wenxin asked him to restore some other old astrologers in the astrology tower.

These astrology priests have done many divinations in their lives, and their bodies are extremely taxed, and they have paid a lot of price.

For such a thing, Yang Fan naturally would not refuse.

Although the individual treatment is negligible to him now, no matter how thin the legs of a mosquito are, it is still meat.

In less than a few days, many astrology priests in the Star Tower were extremely grateful to Yang Fan, and they even added a little favor.

"I didn't expect Fellow Daoist Yang to have a warm heart."

Priest Yue also came to look for Yang Fan from time to time, and said with a smile.

On weekdays, as the holy aunt of the astrology tower, her status is second only to the star lord.

According to Yang Fan's knowledge, the priest of this month is the previous "Star Venerable" of the Astrology Tower and the current saint.

This woman is noble and sacred, mysterious and ethereal, giving people a feeling of being unattainable and ashamed.

But when getting along with Yang Fan, Priest Yue has a pleasant face, occasionally smiling, and sometimes dodging his eyes, showing a girlish attitude.

Yang Fan's amorous heart moved a little bit, but luckily he also controlled it.Furthermore, this month, the priest's words and deeds are dignified and holy, emphasizing etiquette, tolerant of serious words, and occasional physical contact, they are very sensitive, and immediately distanced themselves.

If he didn't have the mission of resurrecting his father, Yang Fan wouldn't mind getting closer to this woman.

Finally, after staying in the Astrology Tower for four or five days, Yang Fan said goodbye to Yu Wenxin.

On the day of saying goodbye, dozens of astrological priests in the Star Tower, including Xingzun and Shengnu, all bid farewell to Yang Fan.

All the astrology priests were full of gratitude and goodwill towards Yang Fan.

"Yang Daoyou, the Astrology Tower always welcomes you as a distinguished guest."

Priest Yue pursed his vermilion lips slightly, his words were sincere and sincere, and at the same time, complex and inexplicable feelings appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Yang, take care." Yu Wenxin said in a low voice with deep and wise eyes; "Be careful all the way."

Safe travels.

These four words immediately gave Yang Fan a warning sign.

"Xin'er, take care too. Your father is far away in Yuyang Kingdom, and he misses you very much."

Yang Fan mentioned King Yan before leaving.

"Yes, brother Yang, please hand over that item to my father as soon as possible after you go back."

Yu Wenxin nodded her head, a little sparkle in her bright eyes.

"I'm leaving."

Yang Fan took a deep breath, and without stopping, it turned into a streak of green light and flashed into the sky.

Watching his leaving back, Priest Yue sighed softly: "An odd number between heaven and earth can make everything possible..."

"I hope that big brother can successfully cope with the next crisis."

Yu Wenxin sighed quietly.

"Crisis?" Moon Priest's pretty face revealed a worried look: "Then why didn't Xingzun try to let him escape."

"It's impossible to escape. I knew that Brother Yang would not be willing to stay in the Astrology Tower for a hundred years."

Yu Wenxin's starry eyes are distant and full of wisdom.

Until the other astrology priests left, she and the moon priest remained on the top of the astrology tower, looking in a certain direction.

Yang Fan left the Astrology Tower and immediately rushed to the Ice and Snow Immortal Realm.

Along the way, he concentrated and maintained due vigilance.

Before breaking up, Yu Wenxin's four words "be careful all the way" gave Yang Fan a warning.

He has already deduced some clues in his heart.

It is impossible for Qin Guangde to attack him in the astrology tower, so it is very likely to intercept him outside.

Yang Fan thought to himself: "No matter how high your cultivation level is, it is impossible to surpass Huashen."

The strange thing is that he flew all the way, from the heart of the extreme north back to the inner region of the extreme north, without any dangerous aura, and he didn't even meet half a person.

"Is this person giving up, or looking for help from the Hui people?"

Yang Fan was very strange.

After flying for a month or two, it seems that if you advance tens of thousands of miles, you will be able to reach the "Ice and Snow Fairyland".

Until now, Qin Guangde still hasn't appeared.

Yang Fan couldn't help wondering whether the other party really gave up temporarily.

"Could it be that the other party ambushed in the 'Ice Soul Sect', waiting for me to return to the sect, and then launched a thunderbolt to kill?"

Yang Fan was full of doubts.

However, he felt that it was impossible. One must know that the Supreme Elder of the 'Ice Soul Sect' who was half-transformed into a god was sitting in charge, and he was not easy to provoke.

Continue to fly forward, seeing the Ice and Snow Immortal Territory faintly visible.

At this moment, Yang Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

The Ice and Snow Immortal Realm is a densely populated area with monks, and there are many factors that are difficult to grasp. It is not a place to kill people and seize treasures.

If you want to do it, it is the best choice in the barren glacier.

However, as soon as Yang Fan's heart relaxed, he suddenly felt a crisis, and a chill came from his spinal cord.

The dangerous killing intent flashed out of thin air.

"My lord has been waiting for you for a long time."

A voice full of domineering king came.

Yang Fan was taken aback, and quickly unfolded his consciousness, covering a radius of 180 miles, but he didn't catch any trace.

He only knew that the other party's spiritual consciousness was extremely wide, and it was likely to surpass the Nascent Soul Stage and reach the Spirit Transformation Stage or above.

Just when he was wondering, a tyrannical consciousness turned into infinite pressure and suddenly bombarded him.

puff!
Yang Fan trembled, his face turned pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Inexplicably horrified, Yang Fan slowly fell to the ground, his soul root merged with the ground, and together they bore the endless oppression of spiritual consciousness.

This man is terrible! !

I don't know how far away I am, but just relying on the impact of my consciousness can hurt myself.

This power of spiritual consciousness has completely reached the stage of transformation, and may even be stronger than the Supreme Elder of the Ice Soul Sect.

"Could it be that this person is the same as Jiang Changfeng, at least the soul realm has reached the stage of transformation."

Yang Fan took a deep breath, his soul root was tightly locked on the earth, and he poured out a steady stream of power.

The green species of life is also differentiated into countless green streams, which converge on the soul root.

In a few breaths of effort, the previous slight mental trauma was restored.

"what?"

Qin Guangde's surprised expression came from hundreds of miles away: "What kind of physique do you have? Did you inherit the noble blood of a certain clan in ancient times?"

However, he had never heard of any bloodline that could possess such abnormal resilience.

The blood of the Xianqin imperial family in him is the best among the many bloods of ancient times.

"No... your cultivation technique?"

Qin Guangde's spiritual consciousness descended from a high altitude, covering the entire area where Yang Fan was.

At this time, he also sensed the mysterious connection between Yang Fan and the entire land under his feet.

In the case of stepping on the ground, the strength of the opponent can be greatly enhanced.

The most perverted thing is the defensive power. If the power is channeled into the earth, even if the attack exceeds the critical point of Nascent Soul's subversion, it will hardly hurt.

"Hahaha! The power of the earth spirit... It seems that the 'Treasure Dragon Tool' you got should be [Yellow Dragon Crown]."

Qin Guangde let out a long laugh, and it turned into a beam of red light, shooting towards it at a terrifying speed.

Yang Fan only felt that his spiritual consciousness strengthened little by little, and the pressure was getting bigger and bigger.

However, after Qin Guangde's spiritual consciousness strengthened to a certain limit, it stopped abruptly, which made him feel a little relieved.

From this point of view, no matter it is the level of mana or the realm of the soul, they will be bound by the heaven and the earth, but the latter's limit is looser.

call out--

In the field of vision, the red spot of light grew rapidly, and Qin Guangde, who was wearing a yellow robe, had a domineering and confident expression, which became clearer and clearer.

The opponent's cultivation base remained at the critical point between the Nascent Soul Stage and the Transformation Stage, but the soul realm was extremely high, and the pressure on Yang Fan was unimaginable.

"I didn't expect you to wait in front of the 'Ice and Snow Fairyland'."

Yang Fan took a deep breath, quickly adjusted his energy, and his fighting will suddenly improved.

He was already ready to fight, but he didn't expect that the opponent was much stronger than he imagined.

At this moment, his first thought was not to escape, but to face the difficulties and fight with all his strength.

Regardless of whether you win or lose, at least you can use this to improve your own strength.

At the same time, part of Yang Fan's mind merged into the Immortal Space, allowing the Poison Scorpion King to return to the Ice Soul Sect, and guided the "ancient giant stone spirit" to come here.

"Hahaha, boy, why don't you run away?"

Qin Guangde was suspended in the sky dozens of feet away, exuding the dragon aura of the king of Qin, who looked down on everything.

"Run? Why should I run?"

Yang Fan sneered.

He admits that there is a gap between himself and the other party.But this gap is not enough for the opponent to instantly kill him.

Yang Fan was gradually affected when he possessed the Wushuang Broken Sword and comprehended its profound meaning.

If it were Wushuang facing the current situation, he would definitely draw his sword without hesitation.

"Okay, very good, I admire your courage."

On the contrary, Qin Guangde showed approval.

Instead, there was a hint of misty loneliness in his eyes: "Thousands of years, the status of the 'Four Supremes of the Extreme North' has never been shaken."

The Four Saints of the Extreme North?
Yang Fan stared at Qin Guangde with sharp eyes like a sword, and took a deep breath: "You are one of the four holy lords in the extreme north, the ancient holy lord?"

Saints of the ancient clan! ! !

"So, you have no chance of surviving today, unless you voluntarily hand over the treasured dragon weapon."

With Qin Guangde's hands behind his back, a stream of piercing red dragon streaks shot straight into the sky, dimming the sky and the earth, and dimming the rising sun.

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