Chapter 293 Blood Spirit Scroll!

   "There are still masters?"

  A group of Jiuyou members around them were all terrified, and their bodies stopped instantly.

  Many of them even had their masks knocked off, revealing **** cheeks inside, or old people, or middle-aged people.

  Without exception, all of them were seriously injured and in a panic.

   When rushing out of the Dayuan army formation, everyone paid the price in blood, and some even stayed inside forever.

  This means that the Holy Spirit-level masters have strong vitality, otherwise they would have died long ago.

  Holy Spirit-level masters will die tragically only if their heads are smashed or their hearts are shattered. Otherwise, no matter how serious the injury is, they will survive.

  At this moment, when they heard Yang Fang's words, their joyful mood of escape from death immediately seemed to be extinguished by cold water, and their hearts trembled.

   "Where, where is the master?"

  Number Nine panicked and looked towards the dark forest in front of him.

  Based on his cultivation of the first ladder of the Holy Spirit, he couldn't feel anything. He only felt that the dark forest was boundless, like a dark abyss.

   Not only him, but also the other Jiuyou masters around him, their faces turned pale, and they swept forward, but they couldn't find the slightest abnormality.

  There is only the sound of the night wind blowing and the leaves rustling.

  Yang Fang was tall and burly, motionless, like an iron tower, his eyes were cold, and the scarlet cloak behind him carried an unspeakably strange aura.

   "Since you're here, do you still need to play tricks?"

  His voice was cold and echoed.

   "Hey, it's interesting, how did you find us?"

   There was a lightly humming sound, which was very surprising, but vague, making it hard to figure out which direction it came from.

   "The person who can kill Wan Zhong will naturally not be a simple person, and there is nothing unusual about some supernatural powers. Since he has discovered us, then we should make a quick decision and deal with them as soon as possible."

  Another voice sounded, looking old.

  Like an old man.

  In the dark dense forest, dim light flickered, like the gate of the underworld opened, filled with an unspeakable atmosphere, and two figures, one tall and one short, slowly appeared.

  They seemed to come out of the endless darkness, and they gradually came into view. The tall one was an old man in a dark green Taoist robe, with a thin complexion and cold eyes, with an indifference overlooking the world.

  The short one is a middle-aged man, with a smile on his face, wearing a light golden robe, with one hand on his back, and a faint confidence on his face.

   "Young man, being able to kill Pang Wanzhong is not easy. However, that's all for tonight. Do you want to take the initiative to kill yourself, or let us do it."

  The middle-aged man smiled slightly.

  The second ladder!

  Yang Anxin's head sank, feeling unspeakable pressure.

  Before, he had been faintly aware of a dangerous aura dormant around him, but he couldn't realize how strong this aura was until he faced it.

   It is definitely an existence beyond the first ladder.

  He took a long breath, and his whole body was shrouded in a strange black light.

  Under the effect of true qi, the iron demon armor began to automatically absorb the power of the night, making the entire armor appear more profound and mysterious.

   "I don't want to choose either, I just want to live."

  Yang Fang's voice was indifferent.

The middle-aged man suddenly laughed, and said: "It's kind of interesting, if you didn't kill Wan Zhong, we might be friends, but unfortunately, Wan Zhong is a genius in my shrine, and if you killed him, you still want to Pay the price, let’s be honest, none of you can escape.”

   "Okay, stop talking nonsense with them, deal with them earlier, and then deal with Zhou Yuan."

  The old man in Taoist robe said indifferently, "It's just a group of ants, and it's boring to bother you and me to go out together!"

  All members of Jiuyou were terrified and their souls trembled.

   Firmament Palace!

It's them!

and!

  The second ladder.

"Senior, please forgive me. I am the head of the Ge En family. Our Ge En family is willing to fully support the reform of the imperial court. From then on, the Ge En family will be loyal to the imperial court wholeheartedly. No matter what you say, you will be what you say. Please, please forgive me." I die!"

  No. 7 spoke quickly, terrified.

  Others reacted and quickly begged for mercy, everyone panicked.

   Facing the second ladder, they would not have any resistance at all.

   This is a huge gap!

   Even using the Blood Spirit Scroll is useless!

   "Hehehe, support change?"

The middle-aged man laughed again, and said with great interest: "Unfortunately, we don't want to change, so it's better for you to die. Only when you die, we will be more at ease. As for your family, you don't need to worry about it, God The palace will send experts to take over personally!"

  Everyone was shocked, unbelievable.

   Firmament Palace doesn't want to change?

how come?

   Their minds roared, and they reacted almost instantly, and their hearts were shocked.

  It was an illusion before they sent people to assist Pang Wanzhong!

   "Do it, don't say any more."

  The voice of the Taoist robed old man was indifferent, even more impatient, and said: "I will deal with this Iron Man, and you will deal with the others. Within three breaths, the battle is over!"

   Whoosh!

  His body rushed over in an instant, the terrifying speed was unimaginable, even in the eyes of people on the first ladder, they could hardly catch it.

   This is a huge gap in realm!

   The first ladder, to a certain extent, only allows people to use the power of heaven and earth in a wider range, and use the power of heaven and earth to attack and kill the enemy, but the second ladder has undergone a qualitative change.

  They can condense the general trend of the world on the body surface to form a field-like coat. With the protection of this coat, unless it is beaten with a much stronger force than them, it will not break the coat at all.

  Boom!

  The old man in Taoist robes had a cold expression on his face, and he approached almost instantly. A big skinny hand was enveloped by a black light, carrying a terrifying and abnormal power, and directly thrust towards Yang Fang's body fiercely.

  He used his palm as a sword, his power was ferocious and terrifying, and the air waves in front of him exploded instantly.

  The entire arm was covered with blue veins, and the black light was thick.

   It's just that Yang Fang's reaction is also extremely fast.

  Almost at the moment when the robed old man stabbed with his palm, Yang Fang's terrifying dragon claws had already carried extremely sinister power, and grabbed the old man's face fiercely.

   Bang!

boom!

  Two heavy and loud noises came out in a row, with surging power, flying sand and moving stones.

  Yang Fang's body flew upside down on the spot, flying more than ten meters away, and then stopped again, and landed steadily in the distance. A pair of cold and terrifying eyes looked at the old man in the Taoist robe.

   I saw his dragon claws grabbing with all his strength, but he didn't crush the opponent's head.

   At the moment when it was just grasped, it was like encountering an extremely tough shell, and it was difficult for the force to penetrate.

  Of course, the robed old man stabbed himself with all his strength, but also failed to pierce his defense.

   Not a single mark was left on the black and hideous armor.

   "It's weird, your armor seems unusual."

  After the Taoist robed old man struck, his two pale and slender eyebrows were tightly frowned, and he swept towards Yang Fang.

   Such a suit of armor can actually withstand a full blow from myself?

   "Old bastard, if you want to kill me, it's up to you to chase me if you have the ability."

  Yang Fang sneered, turned around and left suddenly.

   Qingyun Step + bloodthirsty cloak + wind law!

   Whoosh!

  He was like a blood-colored phantom in the night, flashing past and darting towards the distance at a very fast speed.

  The old man's eyelids twitched.

So fast!

  The first ladder in the district has such a speed!

   No wonder he was able to kill Pang Wanzhong!

but!

  Compared with the real second ladder, the gap is still too far.

  The old man in the Taoist robe snorted coldly, and his body rushed over in an instant, almost blurred, his eyes were cold, and he rushed directly towards Yang Fang's body at high speed.

   "Things that don't know how to live or die, the lower the realm, the lower the realm, and it is impossible for any secret technique to make up for it. If I let you escape, what face will I have in the world!"

   Hula!

  His speed skyrocketed again, and he disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

  The other Jiuyou members all looked at the only remaining middle-aged man, each feeling flustered.

  The middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "Everyone, it's time for us to do it now."

brush!

  His body disappeared in an instant, and he rushed towards everyone at a high speed.

   There was a sudden chaos here, and the sound roared like an explosion.

  ···

far away.

  Yang Fang's speed was maximized, his body flashed, all the speed buffs on his body were activated, and he rushed forward at all costs.

   The two Ziyuan pills that he swallowed into his body before quickly repaired the hidden wounds left by the previous battle with Pang Wanzhong.

   Dense forests and rocks flashed behind him at high speed.

  I don't know how many blocks the speed has reached.

   However, even though he was so fast, the old man in the Taoist robe behind him was still chasing after him quickly, his eyes were cold, like ghosts, and he did not let go

   With every step, you can quickly close the distance with yourself.

  The whole person seems to shrink into an inch, which is shocking.

and!

  The old man seemed to be proficient in a secret method. It seemed that no matter how far away he was, he could lock Yang Fang's breath firmly, making Yang Fang unable to get rid of the old man even though he used all means.

  His heart could not help but sink quickly.

   Glancing at the darkness ahead, he plundered again.

"The iron bumps on your body really amaze the old man more and more. If you read correctly, this should be a strange treasure. This strange treasure even makes the old man fall in love with it. Young man, you can leave it to the old man." .”

  The cold voice of the Taoist robed old man came quickly from behind.

   Then there was a clatter, the body passed through countless dense forests, and a big, skinny hand like a ghost came out instantly, horrifyingly, and grabbed the back of Yang Fang's neck at high speed.

  Yang Fang gave birth to the induction, turned around suddenly, and the sound of thunder burst out of his tongue, shaking the world.

"roll!"

  Boom!

  At the same time, the dragon claws waved, with terrifying power, and directly swept towards the old man.

  Although the old man fell into a brief daze, the defense on his body was still terrifying, and he soon woke up from the daze, his eyes shot cold electricity, and his skinny fingers directly slammed into Yang Fang's eyes.

  Yang Fang blocked his eyes with the other palm like lightning, while Dragon Claw grabbed the old man's basin again.

boom! boom!

   Two more terrifying loud noises came out, and the air waves swept across and billowed.

  Yang Fang's body flew backwards hard again, directly smashing tens of meters away.

  The old man swayed slightly and took two steps back, but soon stabilized again, with a pair of cold eyes and a fluttering Taoist robe, he slowly approached the front.

   "It's time to end. I originally wanted to take three breaths to solve you, but now I have wasted too much time."

  His tone was indifferent, but there was no trace of injury on his face.

  The 'cloak' condensed by the general trend of heaven and earth firmly guarded his body, making it impossible for people of low level to break through his defense.

  Of course, this 'coat' is supported by one's own cultivation.

  Once the true energy is exhausted, this 'cloak' will completely dissipate.

  Yang Fang got up from the ground again, moved his wrist slightly, his eyes were cold and indifferent, and said: "It's really time to end!"

  Kunpeng Three Changes!

  First change!

  Second change!

  Boom!

  After the previous battle with Pang Wanzhong, the breath that fell down from his body began to climb rapidly again, like a volcanic eruption, gushing out, spreading all over the limbs and bones in an instant.

  Yang Fang's entire body directly appeared a layer of extremely terrifying thunder and lightning light, not only that, but also a gloomy light appeared on his arms again, and pieces of invisible destructive aura diffused out.

  Futian hands!

  The old man paused, and looked at Yang Fang again, showing a dignified look.

  This kind of secret skill, this person can actually perform it again!

  He saw all the scenes of the battle between Yang Fang and Pang Wanzhong before.

   Also learned about all of Yang Fang's hole cards.

   What he didn't expect was that Yang Fang could use this short-term strength-enhancing secret method again, but all such secret methods should have a time limit.

  The old man quickly recovered his complexion again, his eyes were cold, he walked forward again, and said: "A low level means a low level, and no secret technique can make up for it. Today, this old man will teach you a lesson, so that you can pay attention in your next life."

  The Taoist robe on his body was swept away, and there was no wind, and a layer of coquettish and mysterious purple flames gradually lit up on the palms of his hands, constantly beating, like will-o'-the-wisps in the dark, shining faintly.

  As soon as it emerged, the temperature in all directions began to rise rapidly.

   An unspeakable fiery force continuously emanated from the old man's hands, and the entire space was filled with an extremely terrifying atmosphere.

   "Burning God·Purple Fire Palm!"

  The old man's eyes were indifferent, he stared at Yang Fang closely, his body suddenly rushed over at a high speed, with a terrifying breath, he came up and grabbed Yang Fang's face with a palm.

  Yang Fang's eyes froze, and while his cultivation had increased several times, his whole body rushed past him, neither dodging nor dodging, and rushed towards the old man.

"Roar!"

  Yang Fang roared violently, mixed with the sound of thunder.

   Futian's hand added the power of vibration, and directly slammed towards the old man's body fiercely, his whole body was glaring with lightning, and black light burst out, which was terrifying and unpredictable.

at the same time!

  The old man's Yin Zi and terrifying palm also slammed on Yang Fang's body.

  Boom!

  The two flew out at the same time.

  The old man in Taoist robe spat out a mouthful of blood on the spot. His Taoist robe burst, his chest was sunken, his feet were planted on the ground, and he slid along the ground for ten meters in an instant before finally stopping.

  His face was flushed, and he raised his head, showing unspeakable coldness and shock, which seemed unbelievable.

This person!

  Can break his defensive coat!

How can it be?

  Pfft!

  Suddenly, the old man spat out another mouthful of blood, and felt a severe colic in his internal organs, as if about to burst, he quickly circulated his true energy, and forcibly suppressed the terrifying dark energy in his body.

   "Shock? This kind of shock actually penetrated into my body, okay, I really underestimated you, you are indeed worthy of the old man's full strength!"

  The old man's voice was terrifying, and he straightened up again. With his hands together, a layer of terrifying purple light suddenly lit up on his body, burning blazingly, covering his entire body.

  The aura on his body started to rise again, billowing and surging, like a raging wave, causing fallen leaves and gravel to float up in all directions.

   "God's Burial·Destroyer!"

  He roared, and his body rushed towards Yang Fang again, as if he wanted to kill Yang Fang at all costs.

  Yang Fang showed bursts of grim smiles. His pitch-black body, which was originally wrapped in thunder, unexpectedly showed a scarlet blood at this moment, making his body look extremely strange in the dark night.

   It seemed to be covered with a layer of blood.

   "Die!"

  He roared, swung the dragon claws recklessly, rushed past, and slammed down on the old man's arms, a deafening dragon whistle faintly resounded in the space.

  The old man was keenly aware of an unspeakable crisis, and the hands that were originally aimed at Yang Fang quickly blocked in front of him.

  Boom!

   There was another terrifying roar, the ground exploded, and the boulder shattered.

   Trees are all exploding in all directions.

"you!"

  Blue veins appeared on the old man's forehead, his face was distorted, blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth again, and he stared at Yang Fang: "You actually hide it so deeply, and there are other secrets!"

"hey-hey···"

  Yang Fang was covered in blood, his armor was ferocious, his burly and huge body looked like a war demon, he looked down at the old man with cold eyes, and said: "The second ladder is really scary, but it's time to end!"

  In order to deal with the old man, he did not hesitate to detonate the blood spirit scroll in his body.

   The power of the blood spirit scroll depends on the caster's own strength.

  The stronger the person, the more terrifying the power they will display.

   Like No. 5, No. 6 and others before, even if they used the scroll of blood spirit, they couldn't do anything to Pang Wanzhong.

   But Yang Fang is different!

  Under the superposition of many buffs, he cast the scroll of blood spirit, and the power surpassed the second ladder in one fell swoop.

"die!"

  Yang Fang shouted violently, and Lei Yin started again.

  Boom!

  The old man's mind suddenly fell into a roar, and his soul seemed to leave his body.

not good!

  He screamed in his heart.

  Pfft!

  The terrifying dragon claws had already passed through his two-arm defenses, and hit his washbasin firmly. Futian's hands + dragon claws + shock + blood spirit scroll, the old man's head exploded on the spot, like a watermelon.

  The defensive coat that he worked so hard to condense was instantly shattered.

  The second ladder!

die!

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