Chapter 438 The Power of the Grandmaster (Part 2)

Entrance to the Misty Wind Valley.

The field was dead silent.

The horror and concern on Luo Xiu's face had not yet been transformed into surprise.

The Grand Master of Ge Feng Formation, whose old and warm face twitched violently, the surprise and shock in his eyes were undoubtedly revealed.

Master Yinhun looked shocked and questioned, and his ferocious and vicious face frozen.

Three-headed demon dogs, dumb as a wooden chicken.

Another black-faced old man, stunned.

Hurry~~

The sound of the waves reached everyone's ears, and it was so clear that the aftermath of the three Yuanying-level violent attacks had not subsided.

In the gradually dissipating dust, the figure of the young man was displayed in everyone's vision, a little blurred.

Yang Fan was surrounded by a light yellow crystal luster, like a war god standing on the earth, with a majestic atmosphere as heavy as a mountain.

His majestic figure, against the backdrop of the faint dust and the sound of waves, gives people a visual impact that is unbreakable and cannot be opened by one man.

"This is your attack..."

His voice was low and dull.

But in the sound of the waves, it was so clear that it seemed to echo in everyone's minds several times, like the thunder of spring.

"Ah!" After exclaiming, Luo Xiu took the joy of turning his worries: "Master... It's great!"

Yang Fan appeared in front of everyone safely.

However, compared with before, he seemed majestic and upright in the eyes of everyone, and was mysterious and unpredictable.

"You...you are promoted to the Nascent Soul Stage? It's impossible, how could you, a monk who has just entered the Nascent Soul Stage, have such strength!"

Master Yinhun finally reacted, with a questioning look on his face, staring at Yang Fan with his eyes, flashing hatred, coldness, and more greed.

The three-headed demon dog and the black-faced old man looked silent, but the horror in his eyes was hard to hide.

Obviously, I was still in that strong shock and it was difficult to calm down for a while.

Indeed, the scene that happened just now really gives people an illusion that is not very real.

So much so that it makes people wonder if this is in a dream.

Ge Feng's eyes flashed with excitement, excitement, shock.

The reason I was excited and excited was because I witnessed this great moment.

Yang Fan, who was promoted to the Yangen stage, was even stronger than he thought.

At the same time, he was also the one who knew the situation of Yang Fan the most.

Finally, Ge Feng sighed and walked to the faint mist at the entrance of the valley.

"Fellow Daoist Yang is worthy of being the new generation of masters, I admire him." Ge Fengqing couldn't help but exclaim, and even felt a little proud in his words.

"What! A generation of master? That's this young boy?"

The black-faced old man sneered and looked sarcastic, as if he was stimulated by the word "grandmaster".

How could he, a powerful Nascent Soul who has been practicing for hundreds of years, tolerate and recognize a master who is only a few decades old?

This is simply a satirical and insult to him, an old-fashioned Yuanying master.

"After my attack!" The black-faced old man stroked the left back in the void, and a black dazzling light carried a fierce and invisible gale and evil spirit, and bombarded Yang Fan on the side and below.

At the same time, he raised his right hand and a small iron box moved rapidly in his hand.

Yang Fan carried his back with one hand, smiled coldly, and waved his sleeves lightly.

Pull it~~

A light yellow crystal light passed by, like a stream of light. The secret technique of the black-faced old man's full-strength attack suddenly turned into nothingness.

The black-faced old man was not surprised. The small iron box in his hand suddenly became hundreds of times larger, turning into a huge iron box like a hill, pressing towards Yang Fan from top to bottom.

The big iron box was ten feet long and four or five feet high. It looked powerful, weighing at least tens of thousands of pounds.

Faced with such a heavy magic weapon, even a demon cultivator at the same level dared not to shake his edge.

Yang Fan looked solemn. He did not sacrifice magic weapons, but wanted to see the explosive power and defense power of the Yangen period.

Huh~~~

He took a deep breath, and the green species of life released vigorous vitality and motivation. The crystal clear stream of soul roots, and the senses of the mind instantly merged into the earth. A layer of rich and thick earth-yellow light condensed on his feet, and his bow turned into horse stance.

In an instant, Yang Fan's feet seemed to have taken root, fusing with the vast and majestic power of the earth.

Click ~~

The muscles swelled and the bones were brittle and loud. A heavy force that was as stable as Mount Tai was born in Yang Fan's body, causing the air around him to stagnate and suppress.

At this time, the huge iron box ten feet long, carrying its majestic power and weight, smashed down with a bang, containing the terrifying momentum of the collapsed mountains and rivers. There was no wind in the nearby sea and huge waves several feet long.

"Hao—"

Yang Fan shouted loudly, swung one arm, and a thick layer of earth-yellow crystal light on his palm.

The loud shout made the old man with black face swell up blood, and the sea water roared and rolled, wave after wave, slamming the rain all over the sky.

Was~~~

The palm of the hand doubled out of thin air, like a palm fan, and slapped the huge and terrifying iron box.

The sound of the attack is dull and depressing, shocking the soul, just like the sound of the rivers.

“Go back…”

Yang Fan slapped out with a palm, and the huge and thick iron box flew back in a flash of power like a volcanic eruption.

Whoosh-

The big iron box expanded and became bigger in the black-faced old man's vision. He had almost figured out what was going on, and the heavy magic weapon had already bombarded.

boom--

In an instant, his eyes went dark, and the violent force tore him into pieces, and even the Nascent Soul could not escape death.

Everyone saw a black dot flying out hundreds of feet and smashing it into the deep sea.

Plop!

The big iron box like a hill, and the black-faced old man in Nascent Soul torn to pieces, the bloody corpse fell into the sea.

Even the screams were too late, and the old man with black-faced Nascent Soul had died.

No one in life can die, but if he is killed by his heavy magic weapon like him, he will die too cowardly.

Even Yang Fan, the culprit who killed the black-faced Nascent Soul Old Man, didn't even know his name.

Yang Fan was also a little surprised. He subconsciously slapped the big iron box at the old man with black-faced Nascent Soul, and he shouldn't be hit so easily if the other party was measured.

In fact, the black-faced old man named Yuanying was hit, which was a temporary negligence.

He used heavy magic weapons to attack Yang Fan, and he also wanted to suppress the other party first, and then join forces with the other two Nascent Soul-level players to attack.

However, the changes in things were completely unexpected. Yang Fan not only easily swayed his heavy magic weapon with one hand, but also instantly shot him back with incredible power.

A moment of thought determines life and death. In addition to shock and negligence, the old man with black-faced Nascent Soul was hit by his magic weapon. Perhaps the most cowardly and frustrating Nascent Soul who died in the inner sea immortal world.

"ah!"

Master Yinhun and the three-headed demon dog were shocked when they saw this.

With one encounter, he instantly killed a high-level Nascent Soul. Although he was a bit lucky, Yang Fan's strength was the top priority.

Roar ~~

The three-headed demon dog was in horror, and the black light shone in its entire body, suddenly turned into a three-headed black dog two or three meters long. Each dog had an eye of different colors on its head, namely red, black and blue.

Among them, the black eyes in the middle are the deepest, and the breath released is even more terrifying.

Seeing this, Yang Fan couldn't help but look solemn. The three-headed demon dog was a mid-stage demon cultivator, and his strength was more than twice as high as the Yinhun Master and Qu Yue.

Especially in this situation, if you turn into your own deity, your combat power will be even more terrifying.

Roaring—

The three-headed demon dog roared and shot at Yang Fan like lightning. The three dog heads sprayed out flames of different colors at the same time, which was amazingly powerful.

"go!"

The man from Yinhun shot out a blood bead with yin energy, turning into a blood-colored snake, and it went around behind and attacked Yang Fan.

But he himself was always vigilant and kept a distance from Yang Fan.

This ghost master is still such a despicable and shameless method, and is extremely alert and cunning.

With such a powerful attack and cooperation, Yang Fan suddenly waved his hand, and the four square sky golden bricks in front of him merged into one, forming an insurmountable copper and iron wall to block the storm bombardment of the three demon dogs.
To be continued...