Chapter 471 Thunder Kill

The skeleton blood book in Yang Fan's hand was obviously more terrifying than that in Zhu Feng's hand. Just a roar and roar made the blood wave of a hundred feet stable.

Don't yell~~~

The next moment, the two hideous skeletons embedded in the skeleton blood book shot out two dark blood lights, sweeping through the blood wave within a radius of hundreds of feet.

Boom-

In an instant, blood waves rolled up in the sky, turning into a blood-colored vortex, pouring into Yang Fan's skeleton booklet.

Not only the blood wave, but even all the skeletons and blood-colored ghosts in this area were pulled in crazily.

These stern blood ghosts and blood-colored skeletons made almost no resistance, and together with the blood-colored vortex, poured into the skeleton blood book.

Only the two Nascent Soul-level blood-colored skeletons struggled a few times and were still pulled towards the vortex.

"What! How could this happen?"

Zhu Feng and the man named Yuanying of Qin were horrified and frightened.

The two stared at the skeleton blood book in Yang Fan's hand, shocked to the extreme, and were stunned in place, but they didn't react for a moment.

Yang Fan was also shocked by the scene. The majestic blood-colored vortex surged wildly in front of him, and the skeleton blood book in his hand seemed so heavy.

"That...that is the real 'Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book'..."

Zhu Feng's face turned pale and stared at the skeleton blood book in Yang Fan's hand, but he didn't even have any resistance.

The two skeleton blood books have similar appearances, but there are some differences.

First of all, the thickness is that Yang Fan's skeleton blood book is more than twice as thick as Zhu Feng's.

However, the two skulls embedded in the blood book, the hideous and terrifying in Yang Fan's hands exuded taboo pressure. Zhu Feng only had a little bit of power and lacked real charm.

The other is the material, Yang Fan's skeleton blood book, which is simple and heavy, exuding a distant and weird atmosphere.

"How is this possible! The 'Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book' is the ultimate treasure of my Blood Demon Way, why does it appear in your hands?"

The man named Qin's Yuanying couldn't help but exclaim.

The two of them stared at the Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book, with a look of greed and excitement, and their eyes could not be moved away.

"Why don't you put away the imitation in your hand?"

The man named Qin suddenly reminded.

Zhu Feng suddenly realized it and immediately made a gesture. He paused the blood letter of the skeleton in his hand, but he could not take back the blood waves and the blood ghost skeletons.

Boom-

In a moment, the skeleton blood book in Yang Fan's hand sucked away all the original blood sea space.

The blood letter in Zhu Feng's hand was immediately dull and was taken back to the storage bag.

The skeleton blood book in Yang Fan's hand returned to silence. No matter how he infused his magic power, he did not react at all.

"Hmph, you, a monk from the side, also want to control the legendary spiritual magic weapon in the Blood Demon Path."

The man named Qin named Yuanying sneered and looked at Zhu Feng. The two of them had strong greed and murderous intent in their eyes.

"Kill this person and seize the 'Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book'. If you can hand this thing over to my grandfather, you may be the leader of the three great monks. In the future, the Blood Refining Sect will sweep across the Thirteen Kingdoms around this area and will be unobstructed."

I wish the front face showed excitement and the murderous intent became stronger.

Yang Fan took back the skeleton blood book and looked at the two of them with a smile: "You'd better consider how to escape from Yang's hands, perhaps more practical."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Feng and the man named Yuanying of Qin both had a stiff expression.

The two of them felt a chill. They lost the imitation of the Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book, and they were unable to compete with Yang Fan, and seemed to have the only end of running away in panic.

"We will never be able to defeat this person. It is better to go back to Jin State first and report this to the great elder. As long as he comes here in person, kill the little Yuanying, and you can capture it."

The man named Qin's Yuanying quickly sent a voice to his mind.

The two looked at each other and felt a desire to retreat.

"Haha...want to escape?" Yang Fan chuckled, but his eyes were cold, and the murderous intent was as real as the essence.

Swish!

Suddenly, a simple landscape painting appeared in his hand.

The surrounding environment suddenly changed, and Zhu Feng and the others entered a beautiful and quiet landscape.

The scenery around is like a fairyland, with green mountains stretching in the distance, blending into the end of the sky, and green water flowing in the near distance. Peach forests can be seen on both sides, and you can vaguely smell the fragrance of peach blossoms.

"No, we were captured into the illusion!"

The face of the man named Qin's Yuanying changed drastically.

The two of them used their magical powers to break the illusion world.

Yang Fan held the magic weapon "World in Painting" in his hand, and his eyes were shining with cold light.

However, he needed to divide at least 80% of his mind to control this thing and trap the two of them.

"I'll leave it to you!" Yang Fan said softly.

"no problem."

Behind him, a cold young man with a stern aura appeared.

It was Shi Qianhan.

call out!!

Shi Qianhan's body flashed and flew towards the two people trapped in the illusion.

"not good!!"

Zhu Feng and the others also felt the bone-broken murderous intent and coldness. With a sweep of their spiritual sense, they could capture some clues.

"Go to die--"

Shi Qianhan's hand showed a ferocious and domineering long sword, with sharp teeth appearing in the front end, and his handshake showed a curved dragon head.

This sword emits golden aura that soars into the sky, and contains the aura of a demonic domineering person.

The Magic Sword, after two temperings, spent countless top materials, the top attack Libao.

The value of this sword is at least ten times that of the top magic weapon of the same level, and is even more precious than ordinary ancient treasures.

Hugh--

Shi Qianhan suddenly slashed away with a sword, and a roaring black sword light hit the world in the painting like a black dragon.

Click!!

The world in the painting collapsed directly under such a powerful force, and the two of them immediately returned to Qingming Festival.

However, it is difficult for them to dodge, almost between life and death.

Ding ~~~

Suddenly, a soul-stirring sound came from the copper bell in Yang Fan's hand.

The two powerful Yuanying masters suddenly became stiff.

Puff!

First, the man named Qin's Yuanying was pierced through his chest with a sword. The roaring sword energy contained the powerful destructive power of the Nine Nether Demonic Art and attacking Li Bao, which immediately tore his body to pieces.

Even the defensive magic weapon on his body was torn into pieces.

The man named Qin's Nascent Soul had almost no resistance and was killed in seconds, and even Nascent Soul did not escape.

Almost the next moment, the destructive sword energy that roared like a black dragon slashed Zhu Feng.

Zhu Feng's blood marks condensed from his magic weapon and the tadpole blood flames made rapid trembling and whimpering.

But he still didn't hold on for a moment. The defensive shield made a "click" sound, and the remaining sword energy cut his body into two pieces.

puff--

The flesh and blood splattered everywhere, and the corpse cracked, which was a terrible sight.

Wow~~~

A pale little Nascent Soul flew out of the corpse, flashing dozens of feet away with a "swish" flashed out, and wanted to escape.

Yang Fan sneered and slowly raised his left hand.

Suddenly, the blood-colored little Yuanying body stiffened and struggled in the void, but was quickly imprisoned and unable to move.

call out!

Shi Qianhan flew towards the blood-colored little Yuanying, stretched out his hand, grabbed it into his hand, and then disappeared.

Yang Fan and Shi Qianhan joined forces to kill a powerful Nascent Soul in the thunder and capture another Nascent Soul alive.

The whole process, too late, was only in just four or five breaths.

In the five breaths, two powerful Nascent Soul masters can be killed. Even if they are great Nascent Soul monks, it is still an unknown whether they can do it.
To be continued...