Chapter 244 The Nine Nether Storm and Clouds Rise (Part 2)

In fact, all the monks on the field felt the same as Yang Fan, as if they were facing the endless storm waves alone.

However, this pressure came quickly and went quickly, and it disappeared in a moment.

call!

Everyone on the field breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the woman who looked like a god in front of the Jiuyou Secret Realm.

Yang Fan finally confirmed that this was the first Nascent Soul Strongman he had seen in this life, and he was also a female cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage.

There are not many opportunities like this...you must see clearly!

Yang Fan took a deep breath, raised his head and looked up at the beautiful female cultivator in the palace dress who stepped on the colorful light and was noble and extraordinary.

A pretty face with flawless white jade, quiet as water, dignified and graceful, with a light bun, a floating silk ribbon, a faint glow in the skin, a graceful fairy, and a graceful grip.

She looks only twenty-four or twenty-five years old, but no one will believe that this is her real age.

She was like a god who was high above, looking down at the millions of monks below, elegant and refined.

"Fairy Lingxia!"

Someone below exclaimed in a low voice, recognizing the identity of this Nascent Soul female cultivator.

Fairy Lingxia.

Yang Fan was shocked. Even though he was limited by his identity and strength, he didn't know much about the senior leaders of the Yuyang Kingdom's immortal cultivation world, he had heard of the legend about this Nascent Soul female cultivator.

It is said that this fairy Lingxia is a powerful man in the Nascent Soul Stage who has risen in the past two hundred years, and he is also a casual cultivator.

Random cultivators are generally free of sects and sects, practicing alone, without any support. If it were not for great opportunities, they rarely advance to higher levels, let alone powerful existences in the Nascent Soul stage.

Yuwen Rou looked at the woman who was as perfect as an immortal in the distance, with a few traces of yearning in her eyes, and said to Yang Fan in a low voice: "I heard that the one who led the righteous cultivator camp to compete for the quota this time is Fairy Lingxia."

"oh?"

Yang Fan nodded. It turned out that Fairy Lingxia was the leader of the righteous cultivator camp.

According to the information sent by the Dark Blood Dynasty, the righteous path cultivator camp has obtained 50 places this time, just like the demon cultivator camp.

The nominal leader of the Demonic Cultivator's camp is the Seven Sons of the Blood Demon, but Yang Fan is sure that most of them are involved in the Nascent Soul Stage behind them.

The three top immortal cultivation sects including the Qingyuan Sect also got 50 each, and these three sects are the most powerful.

The other first-class immortal cultivation sects, such as the Jinhong Sect and the Linghuan Sect, each occupy 30 places.

As for the other second-rate immortal cultivation sects, the quotas obtained are about 10.

In comparison, the four major families in Kyoto can get 80 places, which is far beyond expectations.

According to Yang Fan's estimate, any of the four major immortal cultivation families in Kyoto is far less powerful than the first-class immortal cultivation sect. Only by joining forces can these four schools compete with the first-class sects.

Then, the four major families in Kyoto joined forces and got 80 places, which also aroused Yang Fan's contemplation.

"Is there also support from the powerful people in the Nascent Soul stage behind the four major families of Kyoto?"

Yang Fan thought to himself.

Just as he was thinking, two magnificent escape lights flew from the distant sky, namely blood and blue purple.

Covered in the bloody light was an old man with a look of eagle and falcon, with blood and murderous rays on his body, and blood rolling under his feet formed a strange escape light, flowing endlessly.

Another middle-aged monk had an extraordinary face and his eyes were like stars, but he was casually wearing a cloth robe and his hair was messy and he looked a bit unruly and passionate.

"Hahaha... Fairy Lingxia, I didn't expect you to arrive a moment earlier than us."

The unruly handsome man smiled and had a vast aura of vastness.

"I didn't expect that three powerful Nascent Soul Stage came so soon."

Yang Fan was secretly shocked.

The monks below were all so arrogant that they dared not show off, and their eyes were filled with a little awe and admiration.

Yang Fan secretly guessed the identities of the other two, but Yuwen Rou said understandingly: "These two are the Blood Demon Ancestor and the Wuyou Valley Master."

"It's them..."

Yang Fan nodded.

These two are old-fashioned monks in the Nascent Soul stage. Their reputation has shocked Yuyang Kingdom for hundreds of years. They are contemporaries of the Three You Old Demons.

When Fairy Lingxia saw these two cultivators of the same level coming, she naturally did not feel arrogance and smiled: "Lingxia is a late Nascent Soul Cultivator, and you two are half of my seniors. Of course, you can't let you wait too much."

The Blood Demon Ancestor said lightly: "At the early stage of the Nascent Soul, there is not much difference between the three of us, so why do we need these seniority talks? Even if you call us seniors, the quota and benefits of the Nine Netherworld Secret Realm will not be given more of your share."

"I said to the Blood Demon Ancestor, Lingxia is so polite and polite, you can't save some politeness."

The Lord of Wuyou Valley seemed a little dissatisfied and had a little bit of protection towards Fairy Lingxia.

"The ancestor is still so blunt." Fairy Lingxia smiled slightly, without any angry expression on her face.

The Blood Demon Ancestor snorted lightly and didn't say anything.

Obviously, the relationship between these three Nascent Soul monks is not so harmonious.

Especially the Blood Demon Old Man and the Fairy Lingxia, the people behind the scenes of the righteous and demon cultivators.

"Okay, let's sit here now and let these juniors from Yuyang Country enter the 'Nine Netherland Secret Realm' as soon as possible."

The Lord of Wuyou Valley said righteously.

"By the way, why didn't the two fellow Taoists, Qingxu Sanren and Sanyou Old Demon, come here?"

Fairy Lingxia asked in confusion.

"They are going to the old demon battle in Qingjianghe, so let us leave it here."

The Lord of Wuyou Valley explained.

"Oh." A strange color flashed in Fairy Lingxia's bright eyes.

Swallowing!

Three amazing escape lights cut through the sky and came to the nine light gates in front of the secret realm.

Each of the three Nascent Soul cultivators guarded three passages and performed their duties.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the senior officials of Yuyang Country would attach so much importance to the Jiuyou Secret Realm, and even dispatched three powerful people in the Nascent Soul Stage to take charge.

"The secret realm channel will only be opened for half a day, and those who enter first will have certain advantages. All forces in Yuyang Country come in in batches according to the number of pre-scheduled quotas, and there should not be a large number of places. If there is any violation, the qualification to enter the Jiuyou Secret Realm will be cancelled."

The Lord of Wuyou Valley glanced across the camps on the field and said indifferently, and his voice spread over a radius of more than ten miles.

After hearing this, there was an immediate force to start taking action.

The first thing to act was the camp of demon cultivators, with a total of fifty elite monks flying towards one of the light gates.

This transmission channel is a fixed-point one-way transmission. If you go in to different channels, it will be teleported to different places in the secret realm. Therefore, cultivators of each force will find the same channel to enter, so that their strength will not be dispersed.

"Children of the Yuwen family, you must obey Rouer's command during this trip to the secret realm. If it is not a special situation, you must not act without permission..."

The head of the Yuwen family explained a few words, and his tone was very fast, after all, time was tight.

"Okay, you guys hurry up and set off!"

The head of Yuwen took a deep breath, waved his hand, and his eyes frozen on Yang Fan and Yuwen Rou's faces for a moment, as if they were entrusted with something.

"Ro'er will be left to you for your care. Please try your best to help the Yuwen family reduce casualties."

The Yuwen family's divine consciousness transmits voice.

Yang Fan nodded slightly at him.

"Yes, the head of the family."

The Yuwen family, a group of twenty people, immediately ran towards one of the passages instead of flying.

Because among these twenty people, only half of the cultivators in the Concentration Stage account for, and the other half of them are either great perfection in Qi refining or have special abilities.

Yang Fan looked at the light gate that was approaching a little bit, and his heart gradually became nervous, but he also felt a little strong expectation and fighting spirit.

As he approached, Yang Fan's eyes swept over the monks who had passed through the light sect.

At some point, a low cry came from the camp of the righteous cultivators.

A man in white with a sword on his back actually left the crowd and flew towards another light gate alone, without obeying the arrangements of the righteous cultivator camp.

"This guy is so arrogant. He doesn't obey the command and acts without authorization."

"That's..." Yang Fan stared at the figure in the white-clothed Shengxue, and his pupils suddenly shrank: "Wu Shuang."

That man was Wushuang. He left the camp of righteous cultivators and acted alone.

He had just flew to the light gate and heard Fairy Lingxia's bellow shout from the high school above him: "Stop!"

Wushuang looked up at her and said calmly, "Why?"

"As a member of the camp of casual cultivators, you act alone is tantamount to dying and wasting a precious place."

A wave of oppression came from Fairy Lingxia's body, making Wushuang's body stiff and her face looked a little pale.

"Sorry, I'm used to it alone."
To be continued...