Xianhong Road

Chapter 763
In front of the black tower that lingers with demonic energy and towers straight into the sky.

The Taoist priest in purple robe and the beautiful woman in yellow shirt are separated from Yang Fan's left and right, and both of them are supernatural beings with profound magic power.

They didn't respect Yang Fan, a cultivator at the early stage of transformation, but the emperor's grandson, Qin Wang, had told them that they must obey the other party's orders on this trip.

"Master Yang, I don't know what your purpose is for bringing us here. The Moyun Pagoda is located on the edge of the 'Tianyun State', and in this state, it can be considered a relatively well-known force."

The Taoist priest in purple robe held a whisk in his hand, with a warm smile and an old and powerful voice.

Yang Fan glanced at the two of them lightly: "The time has not come yet, but before that, if there are two who can be used, it is to attack this 'Moyun Tower'." "

"What! Attacking the Magic Cloud Tower!??"

The Taoist priest in purple robe and the beauty in yellow gown turned pale and moved at the same time, looking unconfident on their faces.

They also guessed what purpose Yang Fan would have when he went here, but they never expected that he would come directly to attack Moyun Pagoda.

"Yang Daoyou, are you joking?"

The beauty in the yellow shirt's face was slightly stiff, but she forced a smile and said.

"Yang never jokes, otherwise why would he bring the two of you along?"

The smile in the corner of Yang Fan's eyes was a little weird.

He asked Qin Wang for information on this before, in order to try to raise the level of Shi Qianhan's Nether Demon Flame.

Qin Wang vaguely guessed Yang Fan's intentions, so he insisted on sending two people to help him.

Yang Fan didn't want to bring someone over, but he couldn't refuse Qin Wang's repeated kindness.

"Really going to attack the 'Magic Cloud Tower'?"

The Taoist priest in purple robe and the beauty in yellow shirt looked at each other with strange expressions.

With the strength of the two of them at the Xuan level, it is easy to kill some sects together.

But this "Magic Cloud Pagoda" is not an ordinary small force, and the "Magic Cloud Patriarch" who sits in it is even a well-known devil in Tianyun Prefecture.

"Two fellow daoists lead the battle, and Yang will hold the battle for you. If not, you can go back and thank His Highness for your kindness..."

Yang Fan's expression was normal, how could he be joking?
"This……"

The faces of the two priests in purple robes were ugly.

After the exchange of spiritual thoughts between the two, the beauty in the yellow shirt said coldly: "Since His Highness sent me and the other two to assist you with your affairs, I will naturally obey the order."

In her heart, she secretly despised: she didn't dare to go up in person, but let the two of her take the lead. If the time comes, if she loses, she will be faster than anyone else...

shhhhh! !
The two thought so in their hearts, and without hesitation, they flew towards the Moyun Pagoda that was far away.

The closer you get to the Moyun Tower, the more you can feel the depressing and overbearing demonic energy.

"Who dares to trespass into the important place of 'Magic Cloud Tower'?"

The two hadn't been within a hundred miles of the Moyun Tower when they were discovered by a group of patrolling monks exuding murderous aura.

The leader of the patrolling monk was a Nascent Soul monk.

The two ignored it, the beauty in yellow slashed her jade hand, and a crystal clear wind rolled like an ice blade, "hula" covered several miles around, covering a whole group of patrolling monks.

"what……"

There were screams for a while.

These people are all high-level Jindan Nascent Soul, and they are almost dead in just one face-to-face effort.

call out--

The body of the leader of the Nascent Soul Great Cultivator was destroyed, and the Nascent Soul turned into a black rainbow light, which swept hundreds of feet in an instant.

If it is an early-stage cultivator of Huashen, it may take some trouble.

But the beauty in the yellow shirt is a master of profound knowledge, with a thought, a majestic distraction force came from the void, making the Nascent Soul unable to move, as if trapped in a quagmire.

scoff——

An ice crystal-like cyan wind blade cut away, tearing the Nascent Soul to pieces.

"Hehe, Fellow Daoist Huang's method of Tongxuan is really extraordinary. The wind blade is truly materialized and fused with the power of distraction. The toughness and attack power in a short period of time are almost no less than ordinary attacking psychic magic weapons."

The purple-robed priest laughed.

To kill a group of patrolling monks, the beauty in yellow was just waving her hand, and the purple-robed Taoist priest was useless at all.

"Get rid of the monks outside first, and lead out the god-turning powerhouses in the tower, or we will go in." The beauty in the yellow shirt said with a smile: "The little girl is just about to meet, so what is the strength of the 'Moyun Patriarch'?"

Not long after, there were screams in front of the Moyun Pagoda, which continued continuously.

In front of the two profound masters, these demonic disciples had absolutely no strength to fight back.

"The strength of these two people is not bad, it seems that they can still play some role."

Yang Fan was among the clouds in the distance, looking down at the battle in the distance with his hands behind his back.

Looking at this trend, if there is no decent Tongxuan-level powerhouse in the Moyun Pagoda, maybe these two people really wiped out the family.

After killing nearly a hundred monks, a strong man at the transformation stage finally appeared in Moyun Pagoda.

"It turned out to be a master of Tongxuan..."

The black-robed old man in the early stage of transformation into a god, just flew out of the black tower, he gave a jolt and retreated immediately.

"Your Excellency, do you want to retreat without a fight?"

A purple figure appeared behind him like a ghost.

"What!!" The black-robed old man felt chills all over his body, his consciousness was swept away, and he didn't know how the purple-robed Taoist priest appeared behind him.

Puff~~~~
A ghostly purple flame spewed out from the mouth of the purple-robed Taoist priest. The old man in black robe just moved, but found that the purple flame turned into thousands of strands and surrounded it as if it had a spirituality.

The defensive shield was like paper, penetrated by the purple fire, and the body was instantly ignited, trapped in the sea of ​​flames.

"what……"

Before the screams lasted for four or five breaths, the old man who was in the early stage of transforming into a god was burnt to death and wiped out in ashes.

"Worthy of being a master of profound knowledge, ordinary cultivators are completely irresistible."

Yang Fan admired secretly, the strength of the two Qin Wang sent to assist him is really good.

at this time.

"Who is so impatient that he dares to come to my territory..."

A vast and terrifying coercion suddenly came from the depths of the Moyun Tower, and the voice was domineering and cold, making the soul tremble.

"It's the ancestor!!"

All the monks guarding the black tower were overjoyed.

The Taoist priest in purple robe and the beauty in yellow shirt suddenly felt a powerful distraction sweeping over them, and the pressure was extremely great.

"...It turned out to be a master of Tongxuan. You waited for the two of you to come to my Moyun Pagoda and kill countless disciples. What is the matter? What kind of grudge does this seat have with you?"

The voice was icy cold, but there was also a bit of fear.

As soon as the words fell, a shocking demon cloud appeared above the black tower, billowing in, covering a radius of tens of miles.

For a moment, the morale of all the demon disciples on the field increased greatly.

The Taoist priest in purple robe and the beauty in yellow shirt looked dignified and looked up.

He saw a figure like a demon god standing proudly on the demon cloud, his eyes were dark and boundless, upon closer inspection, he turned out to be an old man in a purple black robe.

The two of them don't have to think about it, this person must be Moyun Patriarch.

Faced with two Tongxuan-level powerhouses at the same time, Moyun Patriarch was not afraid, and his domineering devilish aura gave the two purple-robed priests a feeling of being hard to breathe.

"No grace, no grievances, I am here to attack the Moyun Pagoda as ordered."

The beauty in the yellow shirt and the green shirt made a sound, and then cast a spell, controlling a wind volume like an ice blade, and swept towards the billowing demon cloud, trying to weaken the arrogance of the ancestor of the demon cloud.

"Hahaha... In that case, I will let you go and never return!!"

Moyun Patriarch's voice became colder and colder.

Boom~~~
The majestic devil cloud shook, covered the sky and covered the sun, condensed the power of the vast distraction, and descended from the sky.

The magic spells of the beauty in the yellow shirt were wiped out in an instant, like hitting a stone with an egg.

The face of the purple-robed Taoist priest changed, and a tumbling purple cloud condensed above his head, which also gathered the power of distraction, and rushed away.

boom-

The powerful power erupted above the Moyun Tower, and many monks below, under the powerful power, their souls were concussed and injured, and they all vomited blood.

Daoist Priest Zipao snorted, his figure swayed slightly, and his face turned pale slightly.

Stand tall.

Moyun Patriarch won more than one cut.

"This Moyun Patriarch is powerful, and we can only fight against it if we join forces."

The Taoist priest in purple robe and the beauty in yellow shirt communicated with each other and immediately made a decision.

In the next moment, the two Tongxuan level joined forces and launched a terrifying battle with the ancestor Moyun at high altitude.

After half a meal.

boom--

I saw the magic cloud in the sky suddenly expand, as if to swallow the world.

The Taoist priest in purple robe and the beauty in yellow gown were all shaken back, they groaned and looked horrified.

With the joint strength of the two of them, they were still suppressed by the opponent and almost injured.

"Today, I will let you experience the true power of the Nine Nether Demon Art."

The patriarch on the majestic magic cloud sneered proudly.

The next moment, I saw that rolling demon cloud suddenly turned into two overwhelming black hands.

Those two black hands were both hundreds of feet in size, faintly flickering with the light of dark magic flames, containing a great spiritual power, and slapped towards the two of them.

"what!!"

The two dodged subconsciously, but were locked on by an overbearing mysterious force.

Papa~~~
The defensive layer of the two was dim, and the purple-robed Taoist priest was knocked into the air by a palm, vomiting blood in mid-air.

And the beauty in yellow was caught by that giant black hand, unable to dodge in time.

"Help me—"

The beauty in the yellow shirt lost all color on her face, and a brilliant green blade swung from her delicate body, but she couldn't get rid of it.

"it's time."

Yang Fan nodded, staring at the Moyun Patriarch, his pupils suddenly turned into two rounds of fiery golden crows.

"who!!"

Ancestor Moyun felt a burning in his soul, and with a "poof", it ignited.

He let out a muffled snort, a ten-foot-high black flame shot up all over his body, barely driving away the void golden-spotted flame ignited in his soul.

However, the beauty in the yellow shirt also broke free from the shackles of Moyun Patriarch.

She discovered that the person who saved her was actually Yang Fan.

That mysterious man stood proudly among the clouds with his hands behind his back, his eyes turned into ancient golden crows, and there was a burning aura that could not be confronted directly.

Under the gaze of his "Taixu God's Eyes", Patriarch Moyun's face was ferocious, and he was in extreme pain, as if he had fallen into a disadvantage.

"How is it possible that a cultivator at the early stage of transformation possesses such terrifying supernatural powers?"

The beauty in yellow and the priest in purple were shocked for no reason.

The two of them tried their best, and were forced into danger by Moyun Patriarch, and this person only needed a pair of eyes to suppress such a terrifying demon.

"See how long you can last?"

Yang Fan said with a half-smile.

At the same time, in Tianlan Immortal Mansion, a young man with a strong demonic aura condensed a group of five ghost flames in his hands, floating in the magma, like a demon god.

In the Tianlan Palace, in the past two months, the Nether Demon Flame has only entered the realm of Wuyou Xiaocheng.

"It's time for me to play!! Let's see if Mo Yan can be promoted one step further..."

Shi Qianhan muttered to himself.

　Second watch, a bit late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)