Xianhong Road

Chapter 785 Too Illusory God

When Yang Fan appeared in Wuhou Castle and rescued Wushuang in an unimaginable way.

In the dark palace.

With a sound of "clang", the Wu Clan's treasure "Six Prisms of Heavenly Secrets" fell to the ground, making a heavy impact sound.

On the quaint mirror, a shriveled, ugly, and panic-stricken old face was reflected.

"Master Wu Zun."

The silver-haired woman with brown eyes was also frightened and half-knelt on the ground.

In her lifetime, she had never seen Wu Zun with such a gaffe or even a fearful side.

"...It's over. I didn't expect that at the last moment, this person turned the secret again. His existence is an unknown variable."

Wu Zun's face was gloomy, and he fell to the ground powerlessly, with deep fear in his eyes.

"Wu Zun, what should the 'Tianji Pavilion' do next?" asked the silver-haired woman with brown eyes.

"There is only one escape route left, fleeing to the 'Outer Sea Territory' or outside the Great Qin, otherwise I will die in his hands sooner or later."

Wu Zun's breathing was a little short, his face was cloudy and uncertain, and finally he looked decisive and made up his mind.In the face of personal safety, it seems that there is no "Tianji Pavilion" anymore.

"...Jie Jie, old friend Wu Zun, you gave up so soon?"

A dark phantom projected in the dark palace in a strange and unpredictable way.

"Who?" The silver-haired woman turned pale with shock and stopped in front of Wu Zun.

"It's you..." Wu Zun's complexion changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal, and said indifferently, "What's your purpose here?"

Wu Zun, who was trying his best to plot against Yang Fan and others, ignored other existences, thus allowing this mysterious demon to get close.

"I didn't expect you to live so long. I thought you should step into the grave."

The dark phantom gradually solidified, and the figures overlapped slightly in the void.

"The realm of this witch is comparable to that of the 'Sanxian' in the Outer Seas, and with the blood of the witch clan, how could he die so easily? What's more, the physical body has lost its meaning to me..."

"Really? It's the first time I'm so close to an old friend, tsk tsk..."

The dark phantom punched through the air, and Wu Zun's body fell to the ground, dying of breath.

In the case of facing the power system directly, he has no power to resist.

However, at the next moment, Wu Zun's body turned into an ugly and broken doll. A new "Wu Zun" stood up from the doll and said, "If I am so Fragile, it is impossible to live from the ancient times of Xianqin to the present."

"Tsk tsk, that's really good, but... how could such a powerful Wu Zun give up so easily? You know, in ancient times, under your calculations, even the real immortals and real demons fell."

The dark phantom concealed the shock in his eyes, and asked plainly.

"This time is different. When Yang Fan and Wushuang really meet, Daqin has no strength to contend with, and this sorcerer will suffer the danger of his life. Not only me, but even you can't contend head-on."

Wu Zun picked up the Tianji hexagonal prism, and said indifferently.

"This demon master knows Wushuang's origins better than you, not to mention the small human world, it is also within the Seven Realms... However, as long as I cooperate with this demon master to awaken my 'master', everything can be ended... …Ji Jie Jie!!"

The dark phantom let out a smug smile.

"Wake up your master?" Wu Zun couldn't help shivering.

"Although you inherit the blood of the witch clan and possess profound and endless knowledge and wisdom, you are nothing compared to the most intelligent 'Blood Emperor' in the demon world. My admiration for him is even more than that of mine who possesses unrivaled magic power." Owner'."

"The Emperor of Blood? Is that the person who set up the 'Equal to Heaven Blood Devouring Formation' on this entire continent?" Wu Zun was moved by it, and his withered old face could not help showing admiration and a trace of admiration that had never appeared before.

"Tsk tsk, compared to the heaven-defying and life-defying layout of the 'Emperor of Blood', your little means of spying on the secrets of the heavens is just a small way. Wu Zun, my old friend, the demon master once again proposed cooperation. Once our plan Success will guarantee that you will be promoted to the upper realm, and even become the master of one side..."

The voice of the dark phantom is full of endless temptation.

……

Wuhou Castle is obliquely overhead.

The dark and infinite abyss swamp seemed to be a nightmare in the night.

"Hehe, this is the power of the 'Wanghou'? Too weak!! Still can't kill me. Wushuang, it seems that you overestimated them, there is no need to use that move."

Yang Fan, who only showed half of his head, uttered wild words, which surprised the two princes.

On Wuhou Castle, hundreds of thousands of monks were shocked.

Huang Yuyang and other high-level family members all saw hope: Could it be that this person in front of him, in such adversity, still has the possibility of turning the tables?
"It's really a pity that I don't need it at this moment. Today, I will try the secret technique that can only be used when I reach the 'Late Blooming Bud'..."

Yang Fan's pupils were suddenly crystal red and bright, his body was first earth-colored and crystallized, and even the surrounding black was petrified.

The next moment, Yang Fan's body shot up to the sky, forming a dazzling fiery phantom.

The world under his control was also full of heat, dispelling the pitch-black night.

This is the shocking situation produced by the high explosion of Huan Ya's divine power.

"It's just to strengthen the body and increase the explosive power."

Marquis Qiyuan looked at Yang Fan coldly, under his control, the black abyss swamp was twisted strangely, and the binding force increased again, trying to trap him in it.

Yang Fan sneered secretly, if he didn't strengthen his body, at his current level, he wouldn't dare to use that move lightly.

"Hehe, I won't give you a chance!!"

Lu Yunhou smiled gracefully, and the vast spiritual power in the thousands of miles of void gathered the power of the void here to form a giant hand of hundreds of meters of light in the shape of a fist. With a "bang", Yang Fan's body was completely smashed into the "beard" Mi Hei Yuanze".

In an instant, Yang Fan fell into absolute darkness, lost contact with the outside world, and even the world he controlled became weak.

At the same time, in this endless abyss swamp, a terrible black liquid poured out to soak him up.

Without the [Yellow Dragon Crown] protection, Yang Fan secretly thought that he would not be able to persist here for half a day, even if he had an indestructible body.Because in this land of death, there is no supplement of aura, and it is completely independent of the outside world.

At this moment, Yang Fan's heart was calm, his whole body was fiery red and transparent, and he was no longer a body of flesh and blood.

Afterwards, he closed his eyes, and the "Huantian Bud" bred in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly protruded from the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head.

The translucent red light buds spit out, radiating infinite divine power, penetrating the sky, and even comprehending the secrets of heaven.

Yang Fan silently displayed the secret, and around Huantianya, the golden spot flames burned at first, and then completely subsided and became dim.

Immediately afterwards, Huantianya twisted, swelled, and deformed for a while...

Boom!

bang bang!bang bang...

The strange rhythm of the heartbeat is transmitted to the outside world.

At this moment, hundreds of millions of light spots emerged from the sky that was pierced by Huan Tianya, dyeing the night like day.

Seeing the light of hundreds of millions of stars on the ancient star, it suddenly shone brightly at first, and dimmed the next moment.

An earth-shattering divine power filled a radius of hundreds of miles, forming a fiery red light swirl that devoured the world, expanding and spreading in an instant.

One hundred miles...one thousand miles...three thousand miles...five thousand miles...eight thousand miles! !
Glory to the earth, the night turns into day in an instant! !
Almost at the same time, the "Huantianya" in Yang Fan's sea of ​​consciousness burst into infinite divine light in an instant under the strange distortion.

On the "Sumi Black Deep Lake", there is a transparent light bud-like existence, absorbing the hundreds of millions of light spots blooming from the ancient stars... The day becomes night again! !

And the Huantian bud expanded tens of millions of times in an instant, leading into the void of heaven and earth, absorbing hundreds of millions of light spots that originally came from the ancient stars.

At this moment, the immemorial stars were dimmed, and the sky was full of stars and moons.

In the pitch-black world, Huantianya bloomed with infinite divine power and brilliance. Looking down from the sky of the entire Tianwu Prefecture, one could see a soaring flame shining in the endless night.

"Could it be the incarnation of the void?"

Lu Yunhou and Qi Yuanhou were taken aback, their hearts trembled under the oppressive and terrifying power of Huantian.

boom! !

A bright red man with eyes like a golden crow of glass, holding a unparalleled broken sword and a violent fiery red phantom, burst out from the "Xumi Black Abyss".

"What kind of move is this? It can absorb the power of hundreds of millions of ancient stars in an instant, which is much stronger than the incarnation of the gods."

Wushuang's voice sounded in Yang Fan's mind.

At this moment, Yang Fan was still Yang Fan, nothing had changed, but Wushuang clearly sensed a terrifying power.

"This is a secret technique that can only be used in the late stage of Huanya when I deduce the exercises... It's too illusory!!"

Yang Fan took a deep breath and continued: "Originally, in the late stage of Huanya, this move could form three 'too illusory gods', in order to compete with Qianqiu Wuhen in the state of 'three spirits in one', but now... "

"There is only one 'Too Illusory God', can it deal with these two princes?" Wushuang couldn't help but look forward to it.

"Hehe, it's more than enough, the three 'Too Illusory Gods' are used to deal with the third level of Tongtian..."

As soon as Yang Fan finished speaking, a sudden change occurred.

Boom~~~
The Huantian bud that was introduced into the void of heaven and earth was suddenly shocked, and in the hundreds of millions of rays of light, it transformed into a "celestial god" that accommodates the void of eight thousand miles.

That day's eyes are like golden crows, his body is fiery red, and his face is the same as Yang Fan's. It is the soul form formed by Huan Tianya and some of Yang Fan's primordial spirits, absorbing the flame power of billions of ancient stars.

At this moment, this "too illusory spirit" fills eight thousand miles, almost breaking the world.

The ancient castle of Marquis Wu, which accommodates hundreds of thousands of monks, is like a plaything in front of this "Void God", as if it can be contained in the palm of one hand.

At this moment, all existence in the world seemed small.

In the void of the dark night, there is only one phantom god standing in the sky.

Lu Yunhou and Qi Yuanhou's faces were ashen, trembling unceasingly.

hum~~~
The "Too Illusory God", which was infinitely large enough to accommodate the world, suddenly shrank to the size of a thousand feet, and then with a wave of both hands, the overwhelming palms fell down like shadows.

In everyone's field of vision, two shadows appeared.

"not good!!"

Between the minds of Lu Yunhou and Qi Yuanhou, two hundred-foot-tall avatars of the void condensed in mid-air, but only heard two "clicks" and immediately shattered.

Papa~~~
The nihilistic red giant hand knocked the two princes into the air.

Run! ! !

The two were knocked into the air for dozens of miles, vomited blood in mid-air, and immediately fled to the distance.

woohoo~~
As the shadow flickered, Lu Yunhou and Qi Yuanhou's bodies froze, and they saw two giant hands reaching out from the void, catching them squarely.

On the Wuhou Castle, hundreds of thousands of monks were stunned: in the endless night, the illusory god, as tall as a thousand feet, held an ant-like person in each of its two giant red hands. Lu Yunhou and Qi Yuanhou were struggling.

　(Blood and tears ask for a monthly pass, and the end of the month is coming. Everyone should have a monthly pass, and fast food asks for support..)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)