Chapter 132: The Power of High-level

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In his tent, Yang Fan took back his senses in a flash, breathed a sigh of relief, looking lingering in fear: "I almost found out..."

At the same time, he was also very confused: "Three You Old Demon? Judging from their meaning, it seems that I have a very close relationship with the first person in the Demonic Realm... What is the problem? Is it because of the Nine You Demonic Art..."

"It seems that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. If my identity is exposed by them, I don't know what the result will be."

Yang Fan made a decision in his heart that he would leave this magic camp early tomorrow morning.

As time passed, the night became darker, and the shadow of the black hole surrounding the Jiuyou Secret Realm began to twist slightly.

Yang Fan, who was sitting in the tent, suddenly felt something was wrong. The Nine Nether Demonic Aura in his body was like last time, and his crazy restlessness and excitement, and the sensation in the dark suddenly increased tenfold.

"not good!"

Yang Fan looked horrified and immediately immersed half of his mind into the "Xianhong Space".

At the same time, the surging demonic energy that covered a hundred miles of radius suddenly expanded in all directions with the nameless forest. Wherever the shadow of the invisible black hole passed, it swallowed the surrounding rivers, mountains, and creatures without mercy.

"ah!"

Suddenly, several screams came from afar, extremely shrill.

"No, it's a magical change, everyone should retreat quickly!"

A shocking shout came like a thunder, and came from the camp of the demon cultivators. The powerful pressure enveloped several miles in a radius. It was really shocking.

An old man with purple-robed dragon patterns stood in the sky. There was a round blood mark between his eyebrows and forehead, flashing with strange blood.

The extremely powerful pressure was emitted from this mysterious old man. The mere momentum of leaking was enough to make the people who concentrate and build the foundation tremble.

"Golden Pill Powerful!"

"Advanced monk!"

The monks nearby changed their colors, their faces of shock and shock.

They did not expect that they could still witness the true appearance of the high-level monk here.

A high-level monk, this title means that he has passed the first three realms of immortal cultivation, entered the second stage, and the third level of supernatural powers.

Compared with the third level of supernatural power, the first three realms where low-level cultivators are located can only be considered as entry-level third level.

"Senior Brother, why did the demonic energy suddenly change?"

Soon, the Blood Demon Lao Qi broke through the roof of the house and flew to the sky. As a result, many powerful people in the Foundation Establishment Stage came.

Everyone stared at the old man with purple robe and dragon patterns, with awe and respect from the bottom of their hearts in their eyes.

"This demonic energy changes only happened twice, and this time it came more rapidly. I don't know why. Everyone retreated quickly, especially those below the foundation-building stage."

The old man with purple robe patterned dragon ordered a little hurriedly.

At this time, many forces near the Jiuyou Secret Realm were in chaos, leaving their original base camp and flying towards the distance.

Xianhong Space.

Yang Fan looked ferocious and crazy, and stepped on this green land that had expanded to a radius of three feet. The trickle of life flowed like water, flowing into his body.

In this case, his mind can still be kept a little clear and not be demonized.

On the other hand, Yang Fan in the real space shouted coldly, broke open the tent, and broke through the sky with his sword.

He understood that the one who caused the change of the demonic energy in his body must be the Nine Netherworld Secret Realm.

Of course, it is really hard to explain who influences whom.

Huh ~

The demonic energy was raging, and the shadow black hole where the Nine Netherworld Secret Realm was also began to expand slowly, just like a giant mouth in the void, constantly swallowing everything I saw.

"You guys retreat first, I'll take it."

The old man with purple-robed dragon pattern said indifferently, and his eyes were frozen in the demonic energy that surged like a tide.

"Old care!"

The Blood Demon Lao Qi and other strong foundation-building stage people protected the demon cultivators, evacuated from their original positions, and immediately transferred their positions.

Wow!

A thunder-like sound came from the void, and a purple robe hit out with a palm, and a blood light condensed into a huge blood curtain in the void, just in time to fight with the surging demonic energy.

Bang!

The demonic energy hit the blood curtain, causing a ripples and a tremor.

Huh!

The demonic energy comes in waves, the more you resist, the stronger it becomes.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The old man with purple-robed dragon stood proudly in the void, his face as if he was like a glacier, and he remained motionless, allowing the demonic energy to hit four or five times in a row.

At this moment, he seemed to have become the center of the entire world, and everyone's eyes were gathered on him.

With one's own strength, how powerful is this?

This is a high-level monk!

If it were a low-level cultivator, I would probably have a wave of demonic energy impact and I could kill one in seconds.

Yang Fan had already flew out for several miles, but the light from the corner of his eyes was still watching the mysterious old man standing proudly in front of Taotao's demonic energy.

"A high-level monk... this is too powerful!"

Yang Fan was shocked. While suppressing the demonic energy of the Nine Netherworlds in his body, he also developed endless passion.

One day, I can also cultivate to such a state, control such powerful power, and determine the life and death of the ants under my feet in every move. By then, the Yang Family Fort, the Yang Family in Kyoto, and the strongest people in the Foundation Establishment Stage will all be like ants.

Yang Fan flew farther and farther away, and the high-level monk in his vision gradually turned into a black dot and disappeared.

“Huh?”

When he flew to a certain moment, Yang Fan found that the restlessness and excitement of the Nine Nether Demonic Aura in his body had been reduced by half.

"Nine Netherworld Secret Realm...Nine Netherworld Demonic Art..."

Yang Fan fell into deep thought, his face was gloomy and whispered: "It seems that before the Nine Nether Secret Realm is stable, I really can't get close to you."

It was not until half an hour later that the shadow of the invisible black hole stopped and continued to expand, and there was no more terrible impact of the demonic energy.

Yang Fan looked at it again and found that the Nine Nether Secret Realm had expanded for more than ten miles.

"Well, it seems to be stable."

Yang Fan had an illusion in his heart and was very sure: the current Nine Netherworld secret realm is much more stable than before.

After another hour or two, the monks who were originally stationed near Wuming Youlin also returned to their respective camps and set up camp again.

Yang Fan thought about it and returned to the camp of the devil's scattered cultivators.

As soon as I arrived at the place, Ling Yueshan heard him say anxiously: "Fellow Daoist Shi, you are just back now. I am looking for you everywhere?"

"I'm fine, but the demonic change just now was too terrible. I hid in the distance and didn't dare to come over."

Yang Fan replied.

"By the way, I asked to meet Lord Blood Demon and discuss something."

Yang Fan suddenly said, his tone was a little quick.

"I'll lead you right away." Ling Yueshan was extremely respectful to Yang Fan and agreed to all requests.

After a while, Ling Yueshan brought Yang Fan to the wooden house where the Blood Demon Lao Qi was newly stationed.

"Brother Shi, what's the matter with me?"

The Blood Demon Old Seven asked curiously.

"The Nine Nether Secret Realm has not yet stabilized. I happen to have some things to deal with. I'm afraid I can't stay here during this period."

Yang Fan replied ambiguously.

"Are you leaving so soon?" The Blood Demon Old Qi was a little surprised, and he couldn't understand Yang Fan's behavior completely, and he said to himself: "Shi Qianhan suddenly wants to leave. Could this be related to the abnormal magic energy change just now?"

He glanced at Yang Fan thoughtfully, and the Blood Demon Lao Qi agreed easily and said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist Shi is careful all the way."

"Go farewell to you."

Yang Fan hurriedly left the camp of the demon cultivator, and then broke through the air with his sword. The ruthless demonic energy lingered on the flying sword, carrying a killing aura. Wherever he passed, the nearby monks looked sideways and looked shocked.

This time, Yang Fan drove the Nine Nether Demonic Technique with all his strength, and the flight speed was incredibly fast, several points faster than the cultivator of the same level of the Concentration Stage.

He just thought in his heart, leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

After flying for a long time, he finally got rid of the wisp of sensation in the dark. At this time, he slowly lowered his speed.

In the field of view, a turbulent river appeared, with a white and bright area, which was quite magnificent in the night.

"Clear rivers?"
To be continued...