Chapter 341 The Second Demon Flame

"Attack Libao!"

Looking at the shocking gap in the magic weapon in his hand, the purple-haired young man looked slightly pale and his eyes were full of horror.

Among all kinds of attack magic weapons, there is a type that pursues sharp armor-breaking, called "attack weapon".

Attack weapons generally have extraordinary sharpness and sharp attacks, and are valuable among magic weapons of the same level.

However, among the attack weapons, there is also a treasure that monks dream of - attacking Libao.

At this moment, attacking Libao actually appeared in the hands of a monk who had just entered the Golden Pill stage.

This made the young man with purple hair very unwilling, and his heart was full of jealousy, and even greed.

The attack on Libao in Yang Fan's hand is also a demon sword containing the aura of the supreme domineering man. When it falls into the hands of the demon monk, it will be able to exert incredible power.

Such a domineering demon sword attacking Libao is definitely the treasure that demon monks dream of.

"You're the only one left..."

Yang Fan's mouth pursed a cold curve.

The power of the Magic Sword was beyond his expectations. With one blow, not only did the opposing method treasure be damaged, but even the purple-haired young man who was the master was also damaged.

This greatly increased his confidence and he was less concerned about the mid-stage Jindan monks.

Sweat!

Yang Fan flashed rapidly, and the Magic Sword attacked like lightning, drawing a series of cold lights in the void. The sharp and sharp sword energy made the purple-haired young man extremely afraid and fell into a disadvantage in a short period of time.

Yang Fan had such an attack on Libao in his hand. Although the purple-haired young man had strong magic power, he did not dare to fight against the opponent's magic weapon.

Ding ding bang bang!

This time, the two were in a state of erratic and their bodies were flickering.

The purple-haired young man could not fight hard, so he had to go on a wandering state, trying to consume Yang Fan's mana.

However, he ignored the Xiangyun boots under Yang Fan's feet.

In terms of flexibility and speed, Yang Fan also suppressed him, making the purple-haired young man restrained him everywhere.

The purple-haired young man was extremely cowardly. As a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, he thought that his magical power was one or two better than the other, but he was suppressed everywhere. This feeling was so annoying and shameful.

"There are several magical treasures in this child's hand, and there are also wild beasts. The attack of the demon domineering masters is a treasure. Otherwise, I would have been killed successfully..."

The purple-haired young man finally broke out in a frustration.

Boom ~

Suddenly, a violent demon flame surged into the sky from his body, forcing Yang Fan back temporarily.

Immediately, he spread his palms and a ball of infinite black magic flames popped up, and immediately rippled with circles of black flame seedlings. A distant and deep magic power scattered out, making people's soul throbbing.

Ancient Demon Flame!

Yang Fan was moved by it!

Cao Xun, the ancient demon sect cultivator who encountered in Luoshan Kingdom, also had such supernatural powers.

However, compared with the ancient demon flame of a high-level cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, Cao Xun's methods are not worth mentioning at all.

At this moment, this ancient demon flame is as big as a millstone, exuding the aura of a demon king that has come from ancient times.

As soon as this demonic flame came out, Yang Fan suddenly felt the excitement and ready-to-move of the demonic flame deep in the dantian.

Bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang!

A strange heartbeat came from the dark.

A mysterious and strange crescent moon mark appeared in Yang Fan's forehead, flashing and making the surrounding creatures tremble.

"Netheric Demon Flame! Let's make a point."

The purple-haired young man had a sense of pride and coldness in his eyes: "Before he died, do you know, who killed you? Remember, my name is Tingxuanyu."

Tingxuanyu, a mid-stage Jindan cultivator, and a disciple of the ancient demon sect.

"Shi has already remembered it, but this is just a message you left before your death."

Yang Fan's lips pursed a sarcastic curve.

Bang! A dark magic flame rose from his body, spreading along his arms to his hands.

The left hand and right hand are holding a dark and mysterious demon flame. There is a glimmer of light in the heart of the flame, which is terrifying.

These are actually two balls of demonic flames.

"Eryou Demon Flame?! See if you can resist the ancient Demon Flame that I have cultivated to the fourth level!"

Ting Xuanyu looked confident. The ancient demon flames that were as big as millstones in her hand were like the eternal black sun. It suddenly rolled up black flame seedlings all over the sky, and waves of air circling like black dragons covered half of the sky and earth, surging towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's face was awesome, but he was not afraid. A ball of Netherworld Demon Flame in his left hand turned into a long black dragon, and breached through the layers of air waves and flame seedlings, and the ancient demon flames like the black sun were hit.

boom!

Yang Fan was slightly stunned, and he deeply felt the infinite power contained in the ancient demon flames in the distant and eternal period.

No wonder this statement is one of the four major demon flames among the Thirteen Kingdoms of the Northern Qin Dynasty.

Ting Xuanyu was even more shocked. Yang Fan just relied on a demonic flame to confront him in a short period of time. This was simply incredible.

The Netherworld Demon Flame is a little more powerful than he imagined, far beyond the estimation of the seniors in the sect.

In fact, it was not their mistake, but Yang Fan possessed the "Nine Nether Demonic Art" in three volumes, and his skills were more complete and more essential. The Nether Demon Flame in his hand was a little stronger than the Three Nether Demons at the same level.

Perhaps, even the Sanyou Old Demon did not expect this situation.

Bang!

Yang Fan suddenly shot out another ball of demonic flames. Two faint lights that looked like black demon dragons immediately suppressed the ancient demonic flames of the imperial jade.

"This...how is this possible?"

Ting Xuanyu's self-esteem suffered an unprecedented blow and he could hardly believe the facts in front of him.

His magic power level is higher than that of Yang Fan, and when the magic flame level is comparable, he should be enough to defeat the opponent.

However, it was Yang Fan, and he was the one who was suppressed.

Not only that, Ting Xuanyu could also realize that Yang Fan did not seem to have done his best.

"Transforming the Demon!"

Ting Xuanyu gritted her teeth and shouted angrily. A rune that was twisted like a shadow suddenly appeared all over her body. The black light surged around her body. The flesh and blood body actually rose to one or two feet out of thin air, turning into an ancient troll.

In an instant, a terrifying eternal demonic aura came to suppress Yang Fan's face.

Ancient Demon Spiritual Art!!

Such magical powers are like possessed by a demon. They are the unique secret skill of the ancient Demon Sect, and they are extremely powerful.

In a short period of time, through the ancient spiritual art, Ting Xuanyu's strength doubled, and the power of the ancient demon flame suddenly increased by half.

boom!

In time, the ancient demon flame suddenly expanded, just like the demon flame of the destruction of the black sun carrying a deadly high temperature. Ting Xuanyu saved the situation and suppressed Yang Fan.

Yang Fan's pupils shrank, his hands intertwined, and two balls of demonic flames intertwined in an instant.

In an instant, a new magic flame, accompanied by a rapid heartbeat, rippling the area.

Bang bang! Bang bang! Bang bang!

There are two gloomy balls of light in the heart of the flame.

Yang Fan frantically injected the essence of the demonic Taoism, and the three volumes of the Nine Nethers skill were fully operational.

Bang!

The black sun that can melt gold and turn into iron is in contact with the two demon flames the size of a fist.

In an instant, the entire area fell into inexplicable darkness. The black light rising into the sky formed a "dark night" in a short period of time, blocking the sun's light, and the endless magical aura was raging here to confront each other.

With such changes, the creatures and monsters around hundreds of miles were all terrified.

The Thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin, the two of the four great demonic flames, confront each other again!

The body of Ting Xuanyu transformed into the ancient demon body, as high as two feet high, like a giant, full of demonic energy soared into the sky, causing turmoil in the world. A ball of demonic flames in front of him exuded an invisible pressure that made the soul tremble.

With such momentum and magic power, even if the great Jindan monk comes in person, he will be afraid of it.

In comparison, Yang Fan seemed much smaller, but the heart of the demonic flame in his palm, two balls of black light, beating rapidly.

Bang bang!

Bang bang! Bang bang!

A depressing atmosphere made people restless, but the Eryou Demon Flame compressed little by little, becoming deeper and darker.

Even if Tingxuan Jade turns into the body of an ancient demon, it still cannot take advantage.

The two were competing in the void, and the heartbeat sounded in the dark made Ting Xuanyu even more uneasy.
To be continued...