Xianhong Road

Chapter 718 Killing Transformation God

When Emperor Qin got angry, blood stained the blue sky! !

The bald middle-aged man shivered, and put away the evil thoughts in his eyes.

The contemporary Emperor Qin is a cruel and domineering tyrant in the Great Qin Xiuxian Realm. Even the "Demon Emperor Realm" far away is famous for him, not to mention them Great Qin cultivators.

"Kill it!!!"

Purple Demon waved his hand coldly, and together with the bald middle-aged man, he led the remaining six Nascent Soul cultivators to kill towards the void surrounded by red light.

shhhhh--

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight lights escaped and flew to the quiet town.

"Ah..."

Immediately, a disaster befell this peaceful town, and there were many screams.

It turned out that the purple devil sent three Nascent Soul monks to bloodbath the town, just to kill people and wipe out the roots.

If Princess Qin Xin was successfully beheaded but their identities were exposed, the consequences would be disastrous. Who can bear the wrath of Emperor Qin?
So before they did it, they didn't intend to spare any survivors in this small town.

There are more than a dozen high-ranking people in this small town, including one strong Nascent Soul, but under the siege of three Nascent Soul monks, they have no resistance at all.

The purple devil's eyes suddenly fixed on the two people under the vortex of red clouds near the town.

One of the men was cultivating with his eyes closed, hitting the barrier of the realm, and there was a real red sun above his head, his aura was astonishing.

Next to him was an ordinary-looking woman who was protecting him, her bright eyes were full of worry, and her teeth were clenched: "These people actually killed innocent townspeople!!"

Xiaoxin seemed to understand that these people were coming for her, but she was standing by Yang Fan's side at the moment, not daring to separate herself.

"Hahaha... found the target!!"

The royal blood plate in the hands of the bald middle-aged man kept shaking, while Xiaoxin's delicate body trembled slightly, her eyes trembled, and she whispered: "The one who wants to kill me is actually a member of the same clan?"

It turns out that to refine this "Royal Blood Forbidden Disk", the blood of the same family is needed. Only in this way can the sensing position be small.

Even so, it took them several years to determine Xiaoxin's location.

"Don't let them run away!!" Purple Demon and the bald middle-aged man led three Nascent Soul cultivators to surround them first.

"Brother Yang..." Xiao Xin stood in front of Yang Fan, but there was a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

Both the purple devil and the bald head are strong at the transformation stage, and the former is a well-known hunter, whose strength is far superior to that of the same level.

In front of such a strong person, she can't protect herself, how can she protect Yang Fan who is hitting the budding stage behind her.

huh~~~
Yang Fan still closed his eyes, let out a long breath, and muttered to himself: "Why is it in this joint eye..."

He is now in an important period of hitting the budding stage, and he is still a year or two away from entering this unprecedented new realm.

Furthermore, he was promoted to the Huanbu stage, and he was absolutely not afraid of these people, and he was even sure to kill them and flee.

Taking a step back, he is still in the late stage of Yangen, and he can still join forces with Xiaoxin to fight against the enemy, or escape calmly.

But at this point, Yang Fan couldn't immediately withdraw from the deep state of the evolution of "Huan Tian Ya". He needed a process of recuperation, otherwise it would cause some damage to the soul, and even years of hard work would be in vain.

In the process of exhaling for a long time, the red sun in the reddish vortex above Yang Fan's head began to slowly converge.

The terrifying aura of the scorching soul was absorbed into his body bit by bit...

As long as he takes this power back into his body, Yang Fan can calmly face the enemy.

"This person is weird, hurry up!!"

When Zi Mo watched Yang Fan's movements, he also had a bad feeling.

The sight of this man hitting the boundary barrier in front of him is too shocking, the reddish glow covering hundreds of miles, merging with the void, the faint coercion, even the existence of the transformation stage, is deeply shocked.

His intuition told him that he must kill this person immediately, otherwise it would be very difficult to deal with.

shhhhhh! !

As soon as the words fell, the three Nascent Soul cultivators immediately took action.

The purple demon crossed his arms in front of his chest, with a cold and decisive expression on his face, and with one mouth, he spit out a torrent of purple, and with a "bang", it directly drowned Yang Fan and the two of them, which can be called shocking.

Within a few miles, all the mountains in the field of vision disappeared and were razed to the ground by the purple torrent.

At a critical moment, Xiaoxin sacrificed a water-blue crystal bead, and under a shock of light, it turned into a blue water circle, guarding herself and Yang Fan in it.

Under the impact of the purple torrent, the blue water circle rippled for a while, but it also stabilized.

Yang Fan was very moved during the process of receiving the power. Xiaoxin did not run away alone, but chose to protect her partner.

In fact, Yang Fan's forced withdrawal now only damages his skills for several years. Although there will be trauma, it is not fatal.

"Shui Kun Bead!!" Zimo stared at the aqua blue crystal bead in Xiaoxin's hand, his eyes showed surprise and greed, and he immediately laughed: "As expected of being from the royal family, even such a treasure-level psychic magic weapon, They can be taken out at will.”

The psychic magic weapon is divided into four grades: defective, ordinary, rare, and super.

The highest grade, with a power close to that of a fairy weapon, is a rare treasure in the world, and it is difficult to control even if it is possessed by ordinary god-like powerhouses.

In addition, the treasure-level psychic magic weapon is also the dream of a world of monks.

The "water trapped beads" in Xiaoxin's hands are between ordinary quality and treasures, which shows its value.

"Tsk tsk, as expected of the Daqin royal family, the psychic magic weapon in my hand is a defective one, but you have a psychic magic weapon that is close to the rare level."

The bald middle-aged man gave a strange laugh, and offered a rusty iron hoop. After injecting mana, it suddenly became several times larger, and immediately turned into an afterglow.

"not good!!"

Xiaoxin's bright eyes trembled, and there was a "bang", the blue circle of light formed by the water Kunzhu was caught by the iron hoop that shone with gray light, and tightened a little bit.

Immediately, the blue light circle around the two of them swayed and twisted for a while. The bald middle-aged man controlled it with all his strength, and the iron hoop tightened and tightened, making a creaking sound, constantly squeezing the blue light mask.

At the same time, the other three great Nascent Soul cultivators sacrificed magic weapons one after another, and launched a fierce bombardment on Shui Kunzhu's defensive aperture.

The purple devil controlled the billowing purple torrent with bare hands, and clusters of purple fire spread out from it, approaching the water blue light circle, and eroding it rapidly.

Even though the level of Shui Kunzhu is not low, Xiaoxin is still the strength of one person, and immediately struggles, his complexion turns pale, and the water-blue halo around the two of them immediately dims.

Looking at the trend, if she persisted for two or three breaths at most, the secret treasure shield would be breached.

Seeing this, Yang Fan couldn't stand by and watch, he had a thought in the process of receiving his power.

Swish! !

A two-headed and four-armed monster with a height of forty to fifty feet appeared in the purple torrent. It roared suddenly, and with a wave of its stone arm, it sent a Nascent Soul monk who was caught off guard directly into the air.

Boom~~~
At the same time, strong gravity descended, causing the purple demon and the bald middle-aged man to sway, while the two Nascent Soul monks fell to the ground.

shhhhhh...

The next moment, more than a dozen transfigured poisonous scorpions with dark blue and red eyes rushed towards the Nascent Soul cultivator on the other field.

Under the leadership of the Transformation Scorpion King, there are a total of more than a dozen Transformation Scorpions, which are enough to deal with these Nascent Soul Great Cultivators.

"Small tricks!!" The purple demon sneered, and swiped with one hand, the purple torrent suddenly turned into two giants covered in purple flames, which were forty or fifty feet high.

bang bang bang...

The two purple fire giants fought back and forth, fighting with the ancient boulder.

This purple fire giant is not in a physical form, it is almost immortal, and the purple fire it emits is even more pervasive, immediately suppressing the ancient boulder essence, roaring and roaring non-stop.

The purple demon didn't care about the two purple fire giants, and spit out another piece of purple sand from its mouth, which turned into a river of purple sand and wrapped around the defensive shield where the two were.

sizzle sizzle~~
There are 10,000+ pieces of purple sand on that piece of purple sand, and I don't know what kind of magic weapon is wrapped around the water blue light circle. After a while of friction, the colorful light is shining, and the defensive shield suddenly dims.

"Amethyst flying sand..." Xiaoxin's face turned pale, and there was a hint of despair in her eyes.

Amethyst flying sand is not a conventional magic weapon, but with the power of these 10,000+ amethyst sand, it can compete with ordinary psychic magic weapons.

And under the violent friction of this thing, even a second-class psychic magic weapon may be destroyed.

This sand claims that as long as it has enough mana, it can destroy everything.

"I can't hold it anymore..." Xiaoxin tried her best to support Shui Kunzhu, her face was pale, and blood was spilled from the corner of her mouth.

At this time, Yang Fan's recuperating power had already been completed nine out of ten times, and the blushing light and a round of red sun with a radius of hundreds of feet above his head were slowly absorbed into his body from the Baihui point on his head.

During this process, the light red vortex above the head vibrates, and the violent power in the sky is also throbbing.

"Stop him quickly!!" Zi Mo's pupils shrank.

Although the man in front of him who hit the barrier of the realm is just a Nascent Soul subversive powerhouse, but I just tell him that this man is a great threat! !

"go!!"

He suddenly manipulated 10,000+ amethyst sand and bombarded the light red vortex above Yang Fan's head.

Boom~~~
The red sun above his head trembled, and the endless light red light shook, causing a violent energy tide between the heaven and the earth.

puff! !

Yang Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, spat out a small mouthful of blood, his whole face was extremely gloomy.

"Brother Yang!!" Xiaoxin exclaimed, her face full of worry.

"You are looking for death... You almost made me work hard for several years, and all my achievements fell short!!"

Yang Fan opened his eyes, and in those cold eyes, there were two rounds of burning red sun.

In the final stage of harvesting, if this person disturbs you, at least two years of achievements will be lost! !
In the two rounds of red sun burning in Yang Fan's eyes, his extremely angry mood swings were clearly displayed, and his whole face appeared distorted.

Puff~~~
The pale red vortex vibrating above his head actually condensed on Yang Fan's body, and an invisible phantom of fire rose up.

A fiery and terrifying aura spread across the audience, and everyone on the audience was intimidated by the terrifying coercion of the world.

boom--

With a flicker of fire light, a "pop", a shadow of fire struck in front of the purple devil, and with a "pop~~", he slapped it away with his palm.

"What a speed!!" Purple Demon raised his hand subconsciously, and struck with the fiery crystal-like palm.

bang bang bang~~
Zimo took a few steps back, with a look of shock on his face: he would be suppressed by a Nascent Soul cultivator? ! !
This is not the scariest thing, at the same time, a soul-burning high-temperature breath spreads through the whole body.

what! !

The man who was covered in flames grabbed his hand tightly, and two rounds of red sun loomed in his pupils.

"Ah, no!!"

The purple devil screamed, only to feel a glare of white light in his mind, burning from soul to body, making his scream even more creepy.

"Ah~~~~"

His soul has already started to burn, from the outside to the inside, his whole body is as red as a lantern.

"I want you to die--"

The icy-cold voice came, and the distorted man was shrouded in the phantom of the ten-foot-high flame, like an ancient god.

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