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Netherworld Demon Flame

Yang Fan's heart suddenly moved.

He has always practiced the Nine Nether Demon Art without any obstacles. As long as the Immortal Hong Jue reaches a certain level, the Demon Art can reach the same level in a short period of time. This situation once surprised him:

However, no matter how surprised it is, it is very easy to practice this skill, but it is very difficult for Yang Fan to practice the magical powers in this magic skill.

This is obviously limited by qualifications and environment.

Among them, "Nether Demon Flame" is one of the most highly praised magical powers in the Nine Nether Demonic Art, and it is also the signature skill of this set of magic skills.

"If I can initially practice this flame and enter the 'Yigu' level in one fell swoop, then I will be able to use this as a rank..."

Yang Fan took a deep breath and quietly stared at the source of demonic energy that kept popping up by his side.

He was considering whether he would choose to practice the "Netheric Demon Flame" in this unknown environment.

From the previous prohibition, it can be seen that this demonic spirit spring should have been discovered. As for whether that person will return in a short period of time, Yang Fan himself is difficult to estimate.

As his thoughts flew over, Yang Fan thought of the Nine Netherworld Secret Realm and said intimately: "From the ban just now, it can be seen that the man should be a demon cultivator. Since that is the case, he is likely to be stationed near the 'Nine Netherworld Secret Realm', otherwise he would not have let go of such a 'Demonic Spirit Spring'."

Thinking of this, Yang Fan gritted his teeth and made up his mind, and decided to sneak into the depths of the source of the demonic energy to try.

Risks are often linked to huge temptations.

Yang Fan decided to take a gamble.

Carefully approaching the "Demonic Spirit Spring", Yang Fan stepped into the entrance of the spiritual spring as big as a well with one foot, and his mind was shocked.

He felt a gentle and pure demonic energy surge from his feet, pouring his limbs and bones straight into the depths of his dantian, which was so natural.

The Nine Nether Demonic Qi in the Dantian seemed to be a vortex, inducing these demonic Qi to join their camp.

Yang Fan simply closed his eyes, exhaled and concentrated his mind, and tried his best to unfold the Nine Nether Demonic Aura on his body, and experience the vast and profound essence of the magic.

At this moment, his mind entered a dark and deep space again, and countless burning magic flames and obscure runes circling in his mind, as if the primitive dark aura from ancient times had eroded his soul and body and mind little by little.

Furious, indulgent, ruthless, killing, bloodthirsty, crazy, domineering...

Countless dark rampant factors lingered in his heart, forming a fearful force that made ghosts cry, slowly extending in his body.

If you can fully control this power and step it under your feet, you can achieve the highest demonic path, look down on the eight desolates and six unions, go to heaven and earth, and only I am the only one;

This is the first way.

If you only use this power for your own use, release the primitive dark power and fall into the devil's way, the great one can become a generation of devil's masters and look down on the world;

This is the second path.

However, if controlled by this force, it will be completely demonized. I am a demon, and the demon is me. The great-achieved one can integrate into the demonic paths of the heavens and exterminate sentient beings.

This is the third path.

Follow me and prosper, and defeat me and perish.

This is the devil’s way!

Yang Fan's face twisted and struggled, in great pain, and was competing with this tyrannical force that gathered the darkness of heaven and earth.

If he cannot defeat this power, he will lose the opportunity to advance to the first level of the supreme devil, and thus fall into the latter two paths.

Looking at the tens of millions of years of history of Dongsheng Continent, there are almost no one who can overcome this level and put the primitive power of the darkness of the world under his feet!

Those who have more are entering the second path, and those who have entered the third path are also present, but all of them are influenced by the power of the demonic path and lose their nature.

As time went by, Yang Fan's face became more and more pale, and countless complex emotions flashed in his eyes, and he was about to retreat from the first path.

He is a tiny human after all, how he competes with the primitive power of countless dark tyrannical factors in this episode.

Regardless of him, even countless geniuses of the Demonic Way that cannot be achieved in this level.

Under normal circumstances, Yang Fan would withdraw from the first path and escape into the second path, which is the path chosen by most demon cultivators. A great success can become a generation of demon masters and look down on the world.

However, at that last critical moment, a gentle and intimate aura suddenly surged in Yang Fan's body, as if it could tolerate everything in the world.

This breath seems to transcend the level of life, both advancing above and integrating into all things.

Yang Fan's expression suddenly eased, his body and mind were extremely relaxed, and he spread his arms, and a nearly translucent emerald halo was faintly shining on his body.

The halo is extremely light, as if its color cannot be seen.

call!

Suddenly, the primitive power of thousands of dark and violent factors in the world was integrated into this aura.

The black light in Yang Fan's eyes gradually became occupied by a very light green halo and disappeared little by little.

At this moment, he smiled and gently stroked these forces, allowing them to get along with him more docilely, and then entered his body.

After a long time, Yang Fan let out a long breath, with a strange look on his face.

"So this is the devil..."

Yang Fan murmured, with an illusion that he was indecipherable, and felt that he had a deeper understanding of the essence of the Nine Nether Demonic Art.

After this mysterious magical experience, he has crossed an unprecedented level.

As for how far he can go and how difficult the journey is, I'm afraid no one can predict it.

call!

Yang Fan restored his calmness and his eyes fell on the demonic spirit spring again.

For some reason, when he stared at the demonic spirit spring again, he felt that the power contained in it had been greatly reduced, as if he had exhausted most of his spiritual power.

"Is it..."

Yang Fan began to check his body. His body became stronger and his demonic energy became more pure. Apart from that, there seemed to be no other changes.

"The opportunity must not be missed. I hope that the remaining power of the demonic energy and spiritual spring can help me cultivate the 'Netheric Demon Flame'."

Yang Fan looked resolute and stepped into the demonic spirit spring as big as a wellhead, and his body sank little by little.

If other demon monks see this behavior, they may be shocked.

A low-level cultivator who jumps into the Demonic Energy Spirit Spring like this will most likely be infused by the Demonic Energy, loses his nature, or even directly explodes and dies.

But after Yang Fan jumped into the Demonic Aura Spirit Spring, he seemed to be fine. He felt that these purely dynasties would not hurt him.

My body sinks little by little until it reaches a hundred feet deep before slowly stopping.

This is the most prosperous place in the Demonic Spirit Spring.

Yang Fan simply sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and his mind was once again immersed in the vast dark space of the Nine Nether Demonic Technique.

With a thought, the magic tricks and information about the "Netheric Demon Flame" flooded into his mind.

This is not the first time he has comprehended this magical power. When he practiced in the past, he had great difficulties and many peaks.

But this time, Yang Fan felt that his understanding in this area had increased by one or two times. Many things he could not understand before were now able to understand at a glance.

According to the magical powers and magic techniques, the demonic energy in Yang Fan's dantian formed a special vortex and slowly rotated.

Half a day later, a demonic energy soared into the sky from the bottom of the Qingjiang River, forming a small vortex of about a foot.

Two days later, the vortex in Yang Fan's dantian became deep and dark, and the speed increased.

Five days later, the whirlpool on the river surface expanded to a radius of one meter, with a faint black light.

Ten days later, Yang Fan's eyes were pitch black, his hair was erect, and his body was surrounded by mysterious gray runes, rippling with strange fluctuations.

Half a month later, the vortex on the river surface rotated rapidly, and the small vortex formed by the demonic energy condensed in Yang Fan's dantian seemed to be still, but in fact it had reached a state of extreme speed from static transformation.

A month later, Yang Fan spit out a ball of black magic flames from his mouth, and the rivers around him roared and churned, and large areas disappeared, and then they fell into turbidity and became dead silent.

From this moment on, a trace of black flame spread out from his body, which looked very light and gentle, but released a breath that made the creatures around him tremble.

However, this is just the prototype of the magic flame.

Next is the most critical step.

Hissing ~

The black flames returned to Yang Fan's body, swallowing the demonic energy in the dantian and condensed into a deep ball of flame the size of a thumb.

Immediately, Yang Fan's spells were repeated, and a ball of blood broke out on his forehead, fusing with the mysterious runes that were spinning around him.

Immediately afterwards, another series of extremely rapid spells. Yang Fan's hands were covered with dense black filaments, and at some point turned into a ball of black light, which was integrated with the outside blood light and mysterious runes.

"Knot!"

A heart-shaking black light spot burst out from Yang Fan's eyes, and he shouted coldly.

At the same time, a black mark that looked like a cold moon appeared on his forehead that had originally been broken, shining with mysterious light.

The three are combined with black light, essence and blood, and mysterious runes.

A mysterious glimmer flashed, trembling, as if the heart was beating.

puff!

Yang Fan spread his palms, and a deep flame as big as a thumb burst out and turned into a flame, wrapping the mysterious light.
To be continued...