Chapter 532 Blood Deed

Invincible half-day man.

Backed by the vast natural forces of heaven and earth, Yang Fan could be at ease even when facing the three great monks and even the army of 100,000 monks at the same time.

Although it may not be able to do it, this momentum and belief have overwhelmed the entire Peacock Temple's 100,000 troops and hundreds of high-level troops, including the three great monks and the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

The three great monks of Northern Qin several miles away from the rear, and the remaining army of hundreds of thousands of monks gradually approached.

They were all behind, watching silently, silently.

It seemed that just Yang Fan's power, carrying the might of heaven and earth, made hundreds of thousands of monks breathless.

Thousands of troops are useless.

In Yang Fan's words: The tactics of the sea of ​​people are meaningless.

This is a kind of height, a realm, and a level of transcendence.

Unless there is a God who transforms himself, even if it is one, Yang Fan will not be so crazy.

This gap between spiritual levels is difficult to make up with quantity.

The three barbarian masters had a serious expression, but they would never give in easily, and their bodies slowly rose to a strong aura.

The three great masters join forces, even if they come in the God Transformation Period, they may not be able to resist.

“Return all…”

At this moment, a long sigh came from the Peacock Temple.

This sound comes from the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

"Mr. Demon Emperor..."

The faces of the three great masters changed slightly, and they were a little unwilling.

Whether it is the Black Wind Demon Emperor or the Three Heavenly Masters, in fact, they are all on the same level.

All the gaps are caused by *** talent and magic weapons.

"The situation is over, surrender."

The Black Wind Demon Emperor's voice was powerless and his eyes were extremely dim.

call out!

At this moment, Saint Ye Han flew out of the Peacock Temple, his face pale and he was very injured.

The Yuanying on the field could feel the weakening of her aura.

As time goes by, the power of the Peacock Fairy will gradually be lost.

And Saint Ye Han's cultivation level will also fall a little due to actual conditions.

After all, it is a forced external force, and it creates a false state.

With the Black Wind Demon Emperor's speech, the entire Peacock Temple, 100,000 monks and hundreds of high-level monks lost their belief and courage to fight.

Including the three great monks and saints.

Because, in the minds of countless monks in the Western Mountains, the Black Wind Demon Emperor is no different from the gods.

This is like Yang Fan is the soul of the Thirteen Kingdoms Alliance of Northern Qin at this moment.

Once Yang Fan dies, the alliance of the Thirteen Kingdoms will collapse.

By the same token, when the Black Wind Demon Emperor gave in, the entire barbarians and the last 100,000 elite monks lost their faith and courage.

However, the three great masters of the barbarians were somewhat unwilling to accept it and had some objections to the decision of the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

After all, Saint Ye Han at this moment can compete with Yang Fan.

"Haha, the Demon Emperor's decision is very wise."

Yang Fan said a little admiringly.

A trace of bitterness and helplessness flashed in the eyes of the Black Wind Demon Emperor, and he sighed: "I heard that you have deduced the *** by yourself, and your senses are hiding the world. Now it seems that it is really shocking the past and present."

"But I can also see that the world you merge with is just incomplete and cannot stay away from the ground, otherwise..."

"Otherwise, Yang would have already arrived in the Nascent Soul stage."

Yang Fan sneered.

"I represent the nine barbarian tribes and have already surrendered. I wonder if Fellow Daoist Yang, can you enter at will with such magical powers that can reach half of the world?"

At some point, the eyes of the Black Wind Demon Emperor flashed, staring at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan smiled calmly: "No, unless I can be promoted to the later stage of Yangen."

"Sure enough, I think this matter is strange. If Fellow Daoist Yang could truly master this great power, there would be no need for such a lot of trouble in the previous battle."

The Black Wind Demon Emperor felt a little more comfortable.

Yang Fan also knew very well that being able to control the half-day man mode this time was a stimulation of chance.

The spiritual will of the 100,000 troops gathered in the past, which inspired his spiritual will, thus having the possibility of touching this level.

It may be difficult to enter this absolutely controlled half-day man mode anytime and anywhere.

But Yang Fan was sure that as the soul root grew, this state would become a reality when he was promoted to the later stage.

Soon, an army of hundreds of thousands of monks in the Northern Qin Dynasty surrounded the Peacock Temple.

"What conditions do Fellow Daoist Yang have? You can propose. As long as it is not a condition such as destroying the race, I can try my best to agree."

The Black Wind Demon Emperor said lightly.

Yang Fan swept his eyes to the monks of Northern Qin.

The senior officials of the Northern Qin Dynasty were talking about it and put forward various conditions.

Even during this process, these monks had some disputes.

Yang Fan frowned only when he heard this.

These Nascent Soul Powers represent the major forces in the Northern Qin Dynasty. The various conditions proposed by the two countries are nothing more than seeking benefits for their own forces.

Suddenly, the Black Wind Demon Emperor spoke: "Sorry, we only accept the conditions of fellow Daoist Yang."

As soon as these words were spoken, the senior officials of the Northern Qin Dynasty were embarrassed.

"Why only accept my conditions?" Yang Fan was a little surprised.

“There are two reasons.”

The Black Wind Demon Emperor slowly spoke: "First, I lost to Fellow Daoist Yang in this battlefield of immortal cultivation, and only the conditions you put forward can make me and others convinced. Second, I believe that the conditions proposed by Fellow Daoist Yang can make my barbarians in the Western Mountains in Northern Qin and have a foothold."

"Are you so sure?" Yang Fan looked at him with a little deeper meaning.

He was curious about the second reason.

"I have also fought with fellow Daoist Yang and can understand some of the mysteries in your ***."

A smile appeared on the face of the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

"Please tell me." A strange color flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.

"Your Excellency's Immortal Hong Jue is vast and tolerant, and is based on the natural life of heaven and earth. What I said is correct?"

The Black Wind Demon Emperor looked confident.

“It’s right.”

Yang Fan's expression gradually became solemn.

This Black Wind Demon Emperor is indeed extraordinary. He is superior to others in terms of vision, height, and strategy.

"The realm is vast and tolerant, and it is based on the natural life of heaven and earth. Then the conditions proposed by fellow Taoist Yang will definitely leave a last glimmer of vitality for my barbarian creatures, rather than real extinction."

"Otherwise, the blood of hundreds of thousands of monks in my barbarian barbarians will become a stain on your state of mind."

The Black Wind Demon Emperor's voice was low and powerful.

Yang Fan's pupils shrank, and he looked at him for a long time before he said meaningfully: "Your Majesty, you have really tried your best."

"Each of each other." The Black Wind Demon Emperor smiled.

The two looked at each other with their eyes tacit understanding.

Yang Fan felt the terror of the Black Wind Demon Emperor even more, and he actually started from his *** realm and sought a way out for his race.

However, when the nine barbarian tribes surrendered voluntarily, he had no intention of killing them all.

If you really fight, it will inevitably cause the entire Northern Qin Dynasty to be seriously damaged and its strength is empty. If there are still external forces taking advantage of the situation, it will be more than worth the loss.

"Okay, Yang's condition is that all the nine clans of the West Mountain will sign the soul blood contract and will not enter the Thirteen Kingdoms of the Northern Qin during their lifetime."

Yang Fan spoke slowly, his tone was solemn, and his voice was heard clearly by hundreds of thousands of monks.

When he finished speaking, no one dared to object.

Now, he is completely standing in the Northern Qin Yundian, looking down on the people. The only one who can confront him is the Black Wind Demon Emperor.
To be continued...