Chapter 489: The Crisis of the Great Cultivator (Part 1)

"Blood Soul Curse Seal!"

Yang Fan was shocked. He was no longer the young monk with limited knowledge.

The Blood Soul Curse Seal is the supreme secret magic power of the Blood Demon Tao.

Once the mark is hit on a person, the performer's thought can cause the subject to explode and die, which is extremely terrible.

Such secret techniques are very vicious and domineering, and are listed as a taboo technique. They are usually rarely used by them, and fewer even more proficient.

"Yuxi, who attacked him?"

Yang Fan's expression trembled and his tone was extremely solemn.

Looking at the entire Bei Qin, there are probably not many powerful people who can force the blood soul curse seal to the old Yuanying, the Medicine King.

"yes……"

Yun Yuxi was about to answer when a terrifying and terrifying pressure suddenly came from the void.

The air in the entire area was suppressed by an invisible force.

The shocking pressure was far away a hundred miles away, making Yang Fan and the others frightened.

"The Great Nascent Soul Cultivator!!"

Yang Fan was shocked and pulled Yun Yuxi behind him. At the same time, he sent a voice to the King of Butian's divine consciousness and said, "King Mu, please inform Teacher Poison King quickly."

The Butian King also felt the faint blood and endless pressure that filled the air and said solemnly: "You must be careful, the person who came is probably the great elder of the super sect's "Blood Refining Sect" and the Blood Refining Ancestor."

After saying that, he quickly left and rushed to Yangjiabao.

Although the Nascent Soul Cultivator is powerful, he has no choice but to face the advanced level of digital Nascent Soul at the same time.

Huhu~~~

The bloody pressure spreading in the nearby area was getting stronger and stronger, and the entire sky and clouds were faintly stained with blood.

In the area of ​​more than 100 miles, some animals with sensitive smell were disturbed and ran around.

In Wuliu Town, many insects, snakes, rats and ants in the house were trembling and uneasy, headless, and fearless.

The cultivators nearby felt the stuffy pressure and felt uncomfortable all over.

The ones who truly endured this bloody pressure were Yang Fan and the other.

"Yuxi, you can place Senior Medicine King in the clinic first, and I will deal with this person."

Yang Fan's voice was sonorous and powerful, and he said to Yun Yuxi.

"Yeah." Yun Yuxi nodded, with deep worries in her bright eyes.

She knew very well that what Yang Fan was about to face would be one of the three most powerful men standing at the peak of Bei Qin.

Huh~~

Yang Fan took a deep breath, his body slowly flew forward, and the light yellow crystal light on his body flowed. The green species of life in his body beat at a strange and stable frequency, with a powerful vitality and circulating throughout his body.

In an instant, he adjusted his essence, qi and blood to the peak and entered an excellent state of preparation.

No matter who comes or what purpose he intends, he is ready to fight with all his might.

The clouds in the distance were rolling, and a ray of blood came from the distance.

Wherever it passed, a thick bloody murderous aura came over, and the things in the world seemed so small in front of him.

Yang Fan's vision was greatly impacted. When the blood light entered the range of hundreds of miles, he saw the other party's face clearly.

It was an old-fashioned and ordinary face, with white hair visible on both temples, wearing a white shirt, and suddenly cold in his eyes, a blood mole on his forehead, with his hands on his back, and a blood cloud under his feet. It seemed slow but was as fast as lightning, whizzing towards his place.

A hundred miles apart, the old man in white also stared at Yang Fan, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

It seemed as if mocking Yang Fan for overestimating his abilities.

He seemed to be standing at a peak, examining the people of the world and the ants.

Yang Fan understood that the other party was one of the three great monks who came to the countless immortal cultivators in the Thirteen Kingdoms of the Northern Qin Dynasty.

Blood Refining Ancestor.

Without the reminder of the King of Bu Tian, ​​Yang Fan could also guess the other party's identity.

Looking at the entire Bei Qin, the only strong man who can cultivate the Blood Demon Taoist to such a state and forcibly cast the Blood Soul Curse Seal to the Medicine King is the great elder of the Blood Refining Sect.

In contrast, the man named Yuanying whom he killed before was simply insignificant.

Yang Fan once thought that although the Blood Refining Sect in Jin State was in great power, it should be out of reach and powerless to fight the domestic battles in Yuyang.

But now, the nine barbarian tribes are unified, and the "Black Wind Demon Emperor" leads the nine barbarian tribes to attack the western part of the Northern Qin Dynasty, restraining the Lingxiao Immortal Sword Sect of Zhao State and the Three Qing Sects of Qi State.

The only super power that is not affected is the Jin State Blood Refining Sect.

Yang Fan breathed a long sigh and sighed in his heart: The nine barbarian tribes are unified, the overall situation of the Northern Qin Dynasty is turbulent, and it affects the Thirteen Kingdoms. No cultivation country or force can avoid it.

I can't, the Three Evil Old Demons can't, those super sects can't, either.

call out--

The blood refining ancestor suddenly accelerated, and he traveled dozens of miles in a moment. Yang Fan did not show any weakness and flew forward.

He didn't want to affect the battle to Wuliu Town.

Finally, the two of them confronted each other forty or fifty miles outside Wuliu Town.

A hundred feet apart, the old and ordinary ancestor of Blood Refining showed a smile of admiration and sarcasm on his old and ordinary face: "For hundreds of years, you are the first early monk who dared not give in to me."

The moment he sensed the pressure from the Blood Refining Ancestor, Yang Fan did not give in at all and went upstream directly.

In this case, he is not affected by the strength of the other party's great monks in terms of spiritual will, and he will not fall into the pressure atmosphere deliberately created by the other party.

From the Northern Qin Dynasty to the Inner Sea, and from the Jiuyou Secret Realm to the Tianlan Palace, Yang Fan encountered countless hardships and strong men, but he had never really surrendered.

It is with this will that he constantly challenged strong people who were once unattainable that he achieved what he has today.

"You are also the first Nascent Soul Cultivator Yang must face in his life."

Yang Fan's voice was surprisingly calm, but the momentum on his body did not weaken at all, but instead became more magnificent.

The ancestor of Blood Refining narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him for a long time: "Do you know the purpose of my visit to Yuyang Country?"

"Mr. Yang doesn't know, I hope you can point it out."

Yang Fan could only vaguely guess that the other party came to Yuyang Kingdom in person, and it was definitely not about the war, but mostly for the dead man named Qin, the Nascent Soul, and his missing grandson, Zhu Feng.

"I heard that three years ago, when you returned to Yuyang, you fought with the Yuanying Elder of our Sect."

The Blood Refining Ancestor said in a questioning tone.

Since his arrival here, his eyes have been condescending.

"That's right, that man's surname is Qin. As a monk from Jin State, he planned to plan for my Yuyang State and wanted to annex Yang Fan's territory. Naturally, I would not do so as to repel him."

Yang Fan's natural way.

What he said is reasonable and righteous.

If someone is bullied, no one will give up.

"Don't Fellow Daoist Yang knows that he is a cultivator of my Blood Refining Sect?"

The blood mole on the ancestor's forehead suddenly jumped, which made Yang Fan's heart burst and he felt frightened.

This blood mole is also found on Zhu Feng's forehead.

"Of course I know that if he was not a cultivator of the Blood Demonic Taoism, Yang would probably not have just repelled him, as simple as a small punishment and a great commandment."

Yang Fan said lightly.

His words were clearly stated, and he already gave the Blood Refining Sect a very good face.

"Have you seen Feng'er?" The blood mole on the forehead of the Xuelian Patriarch jumped again, and the air was inexplicably throbbing and uneasy.

"Feng'er?" Yang Fan pretended to be stupid.

"My grandson, Zhu Feng." Xuelian Patriarch frowned slightly and said coldly: "Before disappearing, you were a rival to him. In order to fight for that woman, he is likely to attack you, right?"

Yang Fan couldn't help but feel shocked. The Blood Refining Ancestor looked dull, but his scheming was very powerful, and he was hit by him.

However, Yang Fan would not admit it so easily.

"Sorry, after leaving Yaoxian Valley, Yang did not have a conflict with anyone. With the current situation in Yuyang Country, Yang and the Three You Old Demons are hostile. How could he be so stupid to provoke a stronger enemy?"

Yang Fan shook his head and denied it directly.

When the Blood Refining Ancestor heard this, his brows frowned even more.

"How come the Great Elder, why did you attack the Senior Medicine King of Medicine in Medicine Valley for no reason?"

Yang Fan said slightly angry and began to fight back.

"Hmph, my Feng'er values ​​Miss Yuxi from Yaoxian Valley. I proposed marriage to this person. He dared to pretend to be dead. This matter is strange. Maybe it has something to do with the death of the elder of our sect and Feng'er's disappearance. I used the "Blood Soul Curse Seal" to him to coerce him to tell the truth."

The ancestor of Blood Refining sneered, his tone was domineering and could not be disobeyed.
To be continued...