: Heavy damage to the advanced level

This is a slightly dim seven-color ring, which looks simple and unpretentious. If it is reported, it will be enough to shake the world of immortal cultivation.

Forbidden rings!

Yang Fan stretched out his left hand of death and injected mana madly into it.

In an instant, this forbidden ring drew half of his remaining magic power.

A strange throbbing suddenly came from the spiritual energy around him, and Zhuo Jing, who was at the high level of the Golden Pill, was condensing a defensive shield.

Suddenly, his face froze and he realized a terrible fact: the magic power in his body was actually imprisoned!

Not only that, even the spiritual energy within five feet of his body was imprisoned!

Confinement, regional confinement!

After many researches, Yang Fan's mastery of the forbidden ring has improved to a certain extent.

When he used it for the first time, he suddenly drew most of his mana and confined an area of ​​more than ten feet. How terrible the mana was consumed.

And this time, he compressed the confinement area to the limit: a radius of five meters.

The advantage of small range is that the mana is drawn relatively little, and the effect is enhanced.

Unfortunately, Yang Fan's control over the forbidden ring was not enough to target only a single creature. Because the function of the forbidden ring is measured by "area", which is commonly referred to as the forbidden field.

"Prohibition...the field of prohibition...how is this possible..."

Xu Feng was shocked to the extreme and a storm broke out in his heart.

At the same time, a feeling of fear was born in my heart...

When facing this low-level monk whom he regarded as an ant, he developed a fear for the first time.

However, how can high-level people be killed so easily?

There was a hint of madness in Xu Feng's eyes, and the imprisoned magic power in his body was turbulent, and he instantly got rid of Yang Fan's control of the forbidden law domain.

Since Yang Fan used the forbidden ring on Xu Feng, he took less than half a breath.

High-level is high-level after all. If Yang Fan also entered the advanced level, he could at least be able to ban him from one or two breaths, and kill him several times would be enough.

Unfortunately, in the face of the huge gap in levels, the control time of the forbidden ring is really limited.

However, such a little time is enough for Yang Fan!

puff--

The moment Yang Fan successfully used the forbidden ring, the silver-armored guard hidden behind Xu Feng finally took action. The giant sword in his hand carried the terrifying cold light and the sound of breaking the wind, and slashed hard on Xu Feng's defensive shield that had not yet condensed.

Click!

The defense shield broke instantly, and silver light hit the body. At this time, Xu Feng finally recovered his magic power, and the magic power in his body surged out, impacting several meters in a radius.

boom--

Yang Fan pulled the bloodsucking snake whip tightly and absorbed the magic power from the other party's body.

The "green grass armor" on his body could not withstand such an attack. Yang Fan moved his mind and another purple light shield appeared on the surface of his body, with the texture of the armor and runes faintly visible on it.

This is the best defensive spirit weapon!

Puff!

The silver-armored guard's attack eventually hit Xu Feng's body, and the violent force rushed into his body and stirred up his magic power.

Xu Feng's face was pale in an instant, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body was shaking.

At the same time, Yang Fan's Phantom Spirit Blood-sucking Poison Whip wrapped him layer by layer and tied him up in large numbers.

Circles of light black light wrapped around his body, seeping into Xu Feng's body, and extracting his high-level essence and blood from the golden elixir.

call!

The next round of attack from the silver-armored guards came over again. In desperation, a light shield with a blue armor phantom surfaced in his body, which seemed to be a defensive magic weapon.

Bang!

The silver-armored guard's giant sword hit the surface, and the defensive magic weapon trembled slightly. Xu Feng groaned, and his injuries were even worse, making his face even worse.

Yang Fan understood that Xu Feng had been completely severely injured at this moment and his predetermined goal had been achieved.

However, if you can kill high-level ones, it would be even more perfect...

The cold light flashed in his eyes, and he continued to control the silver-armored guard to launch a sharper attack. At the same time, he also increased his control of the blood-sucking poison whip.

"You are still far from killing me!"

Xu Feng was furious and pale in his face. He was forced into such a situation by a foundation-building junior. The psychological blow was far more terrifying than the heavy blow.

boom--

Xu Feng's magic power suddenly changed dramatically, and he burst out with a bang. He broke away from the blood-sucking poison whip and pushed Yang Fan out more than ten feet away. The silver-armored guard also retreated several feet.

"return!"

Yang Fan's intentional operation made the silver-armored guard fly to him, forming an insurmountable flesh shield.

Taking this opportunity, he seized the time to restore his mana.

The thrilling battle just now consumed 99% of his magic power in just a few breaths, and it was unlikely that he would kill the other party.

"Senior, with your current state, it is difficult for you to even 30% of your strength..."

Yang Fan stared at the high-level Jindan opposite him faintly.

After saying that, the magic trick in his hand moved, and the blue treasure cauldron above Xu Feng's head made a "clang" sound.

At the same time, the silver-armored puppet in front of Yang Fan was ready to move, emitting a powerful pressure.

"Junior... remember it for me!"

Xu Feng stared at Yang Fan with an extremely sinister look. He was extremely weak at this moment, his face as pale as paper.

Under such severe damage, he could not match Yang Fan, who had high-level puppets.

call out--

A layer of blue escape light condensed under Xu Feng's feet, turning into a stream of light, flying into the sky, and disappearing into Yang Fan's vision for a moment.

“Retreat all!”

Xu Feng's spiritual consciousness covered more than ten miles in a radius and ordered the Foundation Establishment Cultivators who arrived one after another or were chasing him to retreat quickly.

He understood that Yang Fan's strength was equivalent to half a high-level Golden Pill, and sending these foundation-building cultivators to death.

In a moment, all the monks nearby retreated.

"Let's run..."

Yang Fan put away all the silver-armored guards and magic weapons, flashed his body, and came to Linghu Xiaoxi.

"you……"

Linghu Xiaoxi feels like he is trapped in a dream.

She even doubted her eyes: a foundation-building powerhouse, repelled the high-level Golden Pill damage! And this was still in a one-on-one situation!

It's a miracle!

This is the first time such a miracle in the thousands of years of history of the Thirteen Kingdoms of the Northern Qin Dynasty, breaking the insurmountable barrier between the low and the high.

Yang Fan was proud to be able to do this.

If it is just once, it can be described as luck.

However, before this, Yang Fan joined forces with the other eight foundation-building cultivators to kill a high-level cultivator who had just entered the Golden Pill.

Perhaps, Yang Fan's current strength is as Xu Feng said, surpassing the low level and reaching the level of the semi-golden elixir.

"Let's go, time is tight. If we ask the Jindan monk to chase us, we will have no hope!"

Yang Fan took Linghu Xiaoxi's jade hand and flew towards the hidden place ahead.

"I am not familiar with the 'Luoshan Kingdom'. Do you know that this hidden place within thousands of miles nearby must find a safe hiding place."

After flying for a while, Yang Fan asked the girl beside him.

Linghu Xiaoxiyu's face turned red, and he was held in front of him, his heart was as if he was knocked down by deer, and he shyly guided him.

After just a moment of flying, Yang Fan met the middle-aged man surnamed Sun who was fleeing in panic, and there were two monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

"You...you are still alive..."

The middle-aged man surnamed Sun looked at Yang Fan and the others in disbelief.

"Yang and his two are still alive, which is beyond your expectations, right?"

Yang Fan stared at the middle-aged man surnamed Sun coldly.

"No, Yaoshi Yang misunderstood..." The middle-aged man surnamed Sun knew that Yang Fan had the ability to easily kill the foundation building of the same level, so he should have a respectful attitude: "Because under the pursuit of high-level monks, few low-level monks can escape, let alone you have someone with you."

"I dare to ask how you escaped the high-level pursuit of the Golden Pill." The middle-aged man surnamed Sun said carefully: "Is there another expert to help me? We were being chased by ten foundation-building cultivators just now. We were about to die, but at a critical moment, these people suddenly fled in a hurry."
To be continued...