Xianhong Road

Chapter 743 Master Hu is Here
Boom! !
Under the attack of the forbidden electric arc, the two Yang Fans exploded at the same time and disappeared.

There is no resistance! ! !

Some of the restrictions in Tianlan Palace are really too perverted! !

The void where the entire high platform was located was shaken, the crystal light trembled, and a more terrifying forbidden killing formation was brewing.

"what……"

The disciples Mengqiu and Suning were stunned. Even though they guessed that they were just the two substitutes of the master, they were still very frightened, and their hearts were raised in their throats.

shhhhh! !
But at the same time, two tiny silver threads entangled the Qilin jade pendant and Qingluan cloak along the restricted gap, and pulled them down.

It turned out that there were two "Yang Fan" in the lower corner of the high platform, each controlling two tiny silver threads, and when the ban was activated and the puppet exploded, they slipped up along the gap of the ban.

Under the entanglement and drag of the silver thread, the unicorn jade pendant and the blue bird cloak sank at the same time, and the "humming" trembled. There was a tendency to struggle, but it seemed that they were about to leave the restricted area.

Mengqiu and Suning's eyes lit up. As expected of their ancestors, their strategies were really thoughtful.

And Lingyue in the other corner also held her breath, her eyes showing surprise: "There are still two psychic treasures..."

Seeing that the two psychic weapons were about to be dragged down, at this moment, the next round of killing array struck.

brush~~~
A wave of thunder swept across, causing the void to tremble and sweep across the entire high platform. Its terrifying power was enough to instantly kill a high-ranking Huashen.

Boom! !
The two Yang Fans below also turned into fly ash.

Lingyue and the other three all stared in horror, feeling terrified.

The forbidden killing formation on this high platform is too terrifying. If they are allowed to get close, there may be no chance of survival.

"It's a pity..." Just when Lingyue was feeling sorry.

Boom~~~
An inexplicable force of gravity descended out of thin air, knocking down most of the psychic magic weapon that had been dragged out.

Bang poof! ! !

When the two Yang Fans were annihilated, the two psychic weapons fell to the ground.

what! ! !
Lingyue's pupils shrank, Mengqiu and Suning looked surprised and surprised.

I saw a two-headed and four-armed stone monster appearing at the bottom of the high platform, next to the venomous scorpion. Its terrifying shape was like a hill.

The ancient boulder spirit used gravity magical powers at a critical moment to shake down the two psychic magic weapons.

huh~~~
Until then, Mengqiu and Suning breathed a sigh of relief.

It was too late to say it, and then it was too fast, the whole process took only one or two breaths, but it went through many twists and turns.

During this period, Yang Fan's layouts also emerged one after another, and he got two treasures without any risk.

Swish! !

Another Yang Fan appeared next to the ancient boulder spirit, and after the restraint on the high platform stabilized, he took away the unicorn jade pendant and blue bird cloak, then clapped his hands with a smile on his face.

Lingyue was dumbfounded, she couldn't believe it, how many substitutes does Yang Fan have?
After the last century-old sea disaster, his father, King Teng Ling, once sighed: "In the land of the inner sea, there are two most terrifying human beings, not Mr. Undead in the middle stage of Huashen, but Qianqiu Wuhen and Yang Fan. They have unique advantages, but their acquired potential is almost unlimited. As long as one of these two people stays in Tianqin Inner Sea, it will be enough to reverse the situation between humans and monsters. But fortunately, neither of them belongs to Inner Sea. The other one won't stay longer either."

Those who can make the space god beast King Teng Ling fear it can see how powerful and terrifying it is.

Lingyue's eyes were complicated, watching Yang Fan take away two psychic treasures with a relaxed expression.

She still couldn't figure it out, what method did the other party use to sneak into Tianlan Palace?
"Okay, I'm leaving too."

Yang Fan put away his smile.

"Master." Mengqiu and Suning's expressions changed.

Mengqiu said urgently: "Master, are you coming to see our master?"

"My true self is currently in 'Daqin', and I will have a chance to meet you in the future."

Yang Fan said lightly.

But before leaving, Yang Fan glanced at Lingyue and asked, "Is Qianqiu Wuhen still in Inner Sea?"

A thousand years without a trace?

Mengqiu and Suning's eyes also brightened, they are the great masters of Neihai who are as famous as their ancestors.

Lingyue said respectfully: "I heard from my father that he left Neihai ten years ago."

Yang Fan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he felt an unprecedented pressure in his heart.

Qianqiu Wuhen's skills are not trivial, even though he stayed in the Nascent Soul Stage for hundreds of years, among them he stayed in the Dzogchen Realm for two or three hundred years.

But once he succeeds in transforming one of the three spirits, he will directly cross over to the late stage of transforming into a god, and merge with his original realm.

Otherwise, with the talent of Qianqiu Wuhen, if he didn't practice such difficult exercises, he might hope to reach the third level of Tongtian.

Of course, Yang Fan is not the Yang Fan of the past. After taking the "Yuan Ling Pill", not only his aptitude has surpassed the Heavenly Spirit Root, but also his understanding has greatly increased. Coupled with the deduction of the exercises, his current talent is comparable to that of this other freak. There are some gaps, but not far off.

Even if you look at the entire continent today, Yang Fan can be called a peerless genius. He was promoted to the level of Huashen in just one or two hundred years, hundreds of years earlier than Qianqiu Wuhen.

"Yang Yuanzun, you are looking for him to..." Lingyue asked curiously.

"Now the only opponent that can fight in Inner Sea has left..."

Yang Fan secretly sighed, his figure disappeared.

In the dark secret hall, only Lingyue and three were left, looking at each other.

Except for two missing psychic weapons on the high platform, nothing seemed to have happened here.

And everything that happened before was like a dream, making it unbelievable that the master had appeared from here.

Leaving the rest of the affairs in Tianlan Palace to the poisonous scorpion army, Yang Fan returned from the Xianhong space with a heart.

On the northern edge of Tianyun State, near a mountain range.

The first thing Yang Fan did was to refine the two psychic weapons.

The unicorn jade pendant is dark red, simple and distant, with a lifelike fire unicorn on it.

"This object was obtained from the third circle, and it is a relatively well-known psychic magic weapon of fire-type supernatural powers."

Holding the jade pendant in his hand, Yang Fan felt a terrifying flame.

Unexpectedly, Yang Fan felt very comfortable refining this treasure.

In less than half a month, the treasure was successfully refined and contacted with the fire spirit in the unicorn jade pendant.

His budding divine power is similar to the attributes of this jade pendant, and he can feel the joyful spiritual fluctuations of the fire spirit.

It is conceivable that this treasure is in the hands of Yang Fan, and it will definitely exert its power.

In terms of grade, this thing is an ordinary first-class psychic weapon, but its quality and power are close to treasures, even comparable to the "Overlord's Halberd" of land warfare.

And Lu Zhan is the eldest son of Lu Yunhou, so he can have such a magic weapon, but Yang Fan does not have such a family background, all of this is made by himself.

As for the other "blue bird cloak", it was obtained within the second circle of the high platform, and should have reached the "treasure level".

However, "Blue Bird Cloak" is just a temporary name chosen by Yang Fan, and its real origin is unknown.

The entire cloak is made of soft material, impermeable to water and fire, with delicate cyan patterns and faint golden patterns, exuding a sense of coercion.

On the cloak with cyan and gold patterns, a blue bird could be faintly seen. Although it was indistinct, it brought a vivid reality to Yang Fan, as if a phoenix song resounded in his mind.

"Could it be that this thing is a beast?"

Yang Fan stared at the blue bird, which looked like a peacock or a phoenix, and finally took a breath: "The blue luan bird?"

There are many records in ancient books in the world. Some say that the divine bird Qingluan is a variant of the phoenix, while others say that it is a divine bird bred in heaven and earth, possessing the speed of a golden-winged roc and the power of flames like a phoenix.

Of course, there are also legends that the divine bird Qingluan is a symbol of persistent love.

"If this is the case, then this cloak really has an extraordinary origin and is of no small importance. No wonder it can be listed as a treasure-level psychic treasure."

Yang Fan took a deep breath.

Regardless of the legend of the origin of the Qingluan God Bird, he began to try to refine this treasure.

As a result, the resistance encountered was greater than expected.

All psychic treasures contain spirits. Generally speaking, they are "spiritual bodies" with a certain degree of self-awareness.

One of the reasons why the power of the Mohuang Sword is not as good as ordinary psychic weapons is that the weapon spirit is incomplete, or too weak, so it can only be classified as a defective product, and its power is close to the ordinary one.This also caused Yang Fan to suffer some losses when he competed with Lu Zhan last time.

Seeing that it was very difficult to refine this object, Yang Fan entered Xianhong's space.

The deity sacrificed the "Consecration and Purification of the World Flame", and Shi Qianhan sacrificed the "Four Nether Demon Flames".

During the refining process, the blue bird cloak struggled slightly, releasing a dizzying sound of Qingyue Fengming.

However, it took Yang Fan several months to refine this thing.

He can easily manipulate the supernatural power of the unicorn jade pendant, like a fish in water, but this blue bird cloak has yet to be explored.

When he put on this cloak, blue afterimages flashed across the void, and dozens of figures could be seen with the naked eye.

What's even more unbelievable is that this treasure seems to be able to display the supernatural power of wind escape, and it can move several miles in a flash, making Yang Fan's movement as elegant as the wind.

From this point of view, this cloak is far better than the Xiangyun boots, and even more so than the Peng Lufan.

This cloak still has various magical powers and mysteries, waiting for Yang Fan to explore slowly.

Half a year later, Yang Fan retreated again, hoping that one day he could cultivate the unique true flame "Taixu True Fire" of the Huanbu stage, that is, the terrifying golden-spotted flame that burned the void that day.

A few years have passed in a flash, and Yang Fan has been in Daqin for more than 50 years.

And on this day, in the north of Daqin, there was an area where wilderness and evil spirits were rampant.

"The big eagle...is it coming soon?"

An unattractive monkey-haired boy sat on a big golden eagle and said carelessly.

"My... my lord, the front is the territory of Daqin."

Under the purple-haired monkey, the golden eagle with a length of more than ten zhang said in fear.

If a high-ranking monk came here in person, he would be shocked. This big eagle is actually a demigod-level golden-winged big eagle, and it outshines all monsters with its speed.

Judging from the aura, this golden-winged eagle is still in the stage of transforming into a god, and has reached a mature stage.

"In the territory of Great Qin?" The purple-haired monkey was so excited that he rubbed his hands together: "Quack... Hu Lord is finally here!!"

In this way of killing blood, I don't know how many monsters have been trampled in the wilderness.

Hu Fei's body was covered with scars, and his eyes were faintly glowing with blood. The terrifying aura made the monsters within a thousand miles around shudder.

"To be precise...it should be 'Demon Emperor Realm'."

The golden-winged eagle shuddered and muttered in a low voice.

"Hurry up, Mr. Hu!!" Hu Fei said impatiently, took out a mace, and whipped it a few times.

The golden-winged eagle screamed miserably, and spread its wings to fly.

(End of this chapter)