Yang Fan breathed a long sigh, his face pale, and used a large-scale petrification magical power, which consumed a lot of his soul power.

At this moment, he consumed most of his mind and barely stabilized his body.

However, being able to petrify all the six Nascent Soul Powers within one or two breaths is enough to be proud even if you pay such a price.

Even if it were any of the great Nascent Soul cultivators in the Northern Qin land, it would not be possible to suppress six Nascent Soul powerful people at the same time in such a short period of time.

Yang Fan's petrification magical power is easier to succeed in two situations.

In the first case, the opponent's cultivation level is lower than that of Yang Fan, especially the soul level.

In the second case, the enemy is on the same land with him, and the success rate is also greatly increased.

These six high-level Nascent Soul cultivators are all early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and their soul realm is much lower than Yang Fan, and they all happen to be standing on the earth.

As a result, they were petrified by Yang Fan in an instant and had almost no resistance.

This is a chaotic attack caused by the existence of a natal magical power that merges the mystery of the earth with the power of the soul.

The strange thing about this kind of attack is that it is neither a spell attack nor a simple soul attack, so it is difficult to defend against.

If you want to resist this technique, you can only rely on hard power and cultivation level.

What!!

Yu Lin, who was fighting with Hu Fei, couldn't help but take a breath.

Suddenly, he was the only one left in his camp on the entire open space.

The other six high-level Nascent Souls were all petrified.

Petrochemical!!

Six petrified statues.

A chill reached his spine, and he shivered, but he didn't have any intention of fighting. He immediately retreated and retreated.

Yang Fan sneered: "I want to run away? How easy is it?"

Swish!

He saw his body move dozens of feet out of thin air, just in time to stop Yulin.

Smack~~

With a palm, rough earthy yellow light flashed between the palm, and the thick breath like a mountain pressed him so hard that he could not breathe.

How can this power be possessed by ordinary Yuanying powerhouses?

He barely used the ice cone in his hand to block it.

Bang!!

The hard and smooth ice cone was stirred back and hit his chest hard.

However, the purple-scale chain armor worn by Yu Lin released a purple light film, absorbing the attack power.

Yang Fan showed a strange look, but he didn't listen to it. A black snake whip shadow suddenly entangled him.

Yu Lin was shocked, but fortunately he had purple scale chain armor to protect his body, and the snake whip just strangled him, only with a faint sense of paralysis.

However, Yang Fan's attack would not be the only one.

His palm suddenly became bigger, and a strange earth-yellow light flashed, like a palm-leaf fan, hitting him hard.

Bang!

His body trembled, and a muffled groan, and the purple light film around him suddenly dimmed.

Smack~~

Yang Fan slapped him again and hit him in the face, and the purple light film suddenly broke.

Yu Lin let out a mouthful of blood with a "pop" sound, his face was pale, and his body was blown away.

He looked frightened and before his body fell to the ground in the air, he flashed into the houses and buildings in the distance.

"Stop chasing."

Yang Fan stopped Hu Fei's pursuit.

After all, this is the ancient Liangcheng, the garrison of the Thirteen-Nation Alliance forces.

When all this was over, six lifelike petrified statues stood in the ruins where the guest room was originally located.

At this moment, there were hundreds or thousands of spiritual consciousnesses in Guliang City, sweeping past here.

When they saw these petrified statues clearly, there was a sound of gasping in the air.

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