Chapter 406 The real yellow bird

Bang bang!

Bang bang! Bang bang!

The huge pharmacy secret room suddenly became silent, and almost everyone's heartbeat could be heard.

Whether it is the other demon cultivators and human monks who are looking for flaws, or the strong man who is watching the battle or secretly peeking at him.

Everyone felt a cold breath that made the soul scatter.

Everyone set their eyes on the center of the combat area.

Under a fan, Shi Qianhan was the midpoint, and the monks in the arc-shaped area of ​​the entire fan fell to the ground, screaming in succession.

With just a breathing effort, seven or eight powerful golden elixirs were wiped out by the Yin Feng and died instantly.

Even the white-haired Golden Pill Cultivator, whose strength is comparable to that of the two dragons transformed into a great demon cultivator, died.

"Is this one of the eight treasure fans...the Netherworld Magic Fan?"

A powerful existence as a golden dragon, has suffered heavy hearts and pain on his face.

Netherworld Magic Fan!!!

There were also some monks on the field, and they were shocked when they heard this name.

At the same time, outside the Tianlan Palace, there was a hidden cave.

"It's hateful that he is actually a powerful man who practices the Nine Nether Demonic Art. He also has the 'Nether Dharma Fan', one of the eight treasure fans!"

The thin and thin man in a black robe spit out a mouthful of blood with a "pop" sound, his face turned pale.

"How could this powerful ancient treasure 'Netheric Magic Fan' appear in the hands of an unknown young man with magical tragedy?"

The face of Master Yinhun was unstable, and he also applied a few rays of cold light: "If I could get this magic fan, my strength would be increased by at least half, and I could even use the soul power on the magic fan to break through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage in one fell swoop. At that time, looking at the inner sea, you can gallop across the wind and clouds..."

Most monks are limited by their knowledge and experience, and may not know the origin of the Netherworld Dharma Fan, but Master Yinshun is an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, so he naturally knows its background:

[Netheric Dharma Fan]: An ancient evil magic fan that was extremely evil made by the cultivation of ancient evil can emit Yin wind to hurt people, especially for the soul and the Nascent Soul, which is immeasurable. This fan can also suck the soul into the fan, increase the power of the fan, and even turn the soul absorbed in the magic fan into an evil ghost to kill the enemy. However, this fan has relatively limited physical damage to the body.

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"How could the Netherworld Magic Fan... be in your hands?"

Wu Jin also had a cold wind blowing his body, his face was ashes, and his mind was severely damaged. Suddenly, it turned into a black wind, and it jumped dozens of feet out in an instant.

If such an attack is done again, he may die here.

He was severely injured and lost the help of the white-haired old man of the Golden Pill Cultivator level, and was no longer able to make a comeback and compete with Shi Qianhan and the Golden Dragon Lord.

Swish!

During a few breaths, Wu Jin escaped from the secret pharmacy and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Strangely, Shi Qianhan did not chase him. He held Deng Shiyao's shoulders, barely stabilized his body, and gasped.

Huhu~~

Shi Qianhan breathed rapidly and consumed most of his mana. The one he had just now looked extremely majestic and shocked the audience, but he couldn't bear it.

Such a powerful ancient treasure is not suitable for high-level Jindan use, and even early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators are a bit difficult.

Because this fan is mainly targeting the soul level attack, Shi Qianhan's soul level is close to the Nascent Soul stage, so that he can exert such power.

"Shi Qianhan, you are hiding so deeply. Not only do you practice the Nine Netherworld peerless magic skills, but you also have almost lost treasure fans like the "Nine Netherworld Magic Fan". Have you entered the legendary "Nine Netherworld Secret Realm"?"

The Golden Dragon Prince looked at Shi Qianhan proudly and coldly. The golden light waves around him were rippling, which had already driven away the powerful demon wind entangled in his body, and his face gradually returned to normal.

"Yes and no, you will know naturally if you come over and compete."

Shi Qianhan sneered repeatedly, half of his mind was immersed in Xianhong space, and he took the opportunity to take a sip of "Seven Spirits Nectar" to replenish his vitality.

"Are you okay?" Deng Shiyao held Shi Qianhan with a worried look on her face.

"Hmph, you are still so stubborn when you die. The Netherworld Magic Fan's full force has greatly damaged your vitality, and I have saved most of my strength." The Golden Dragon Lord was sure to hold it.

"What do you have to say?" Shi Qianhan said indifferently.

Of course he understood that the Golden Dragon said these words were purely a threat, and I'm afraid there was something else to go. If he was really sure, wouldn't he have already taken action?

"Very good, I like your quick words." The Golden Dragon paused slightly, and then said, "I want to make a deal with you?"

"Trade? What do you want?"

Shi Qianhan's mouth slightly pursed. Even though he seemed weak now, powerful people such as Jin Jiaolong dared not take action easily.

"I want the exquisite heart jade in your hand." The golden dragon's tone was very domineering.

"If I don't change it, what about you?" Shi Qianhan raised his eyebrows.

"The life of the woman beside you." The golden dragon's eyes swept away Deng Shiyao beside Shi Qianhan's side, and murderous intent flashed by.

"I know you have a magic weapon for escape, and I am only 50% sure to kill you. But if you bring a woman, you will suffer a lot. If you want to kill this woman, I am ninety% sure."

The Golden Dragon's tone was very calm, but it hit Shi Qianhan's weakness.

Shi Qianhan said with a look of surprise: "Wu Ling was seriously injured and escaped. Why didn't you chase him, but instead threaten Shi. You have to know that if Shi really fights hard, there will be a chance to drag you into the water."

"As long as this boy is in the outer hall for one day, I can kill him and get another exquisite heart jade." The golden dragon mocked her face: "No three exquisite heart jades can fall into the hands of the 'Three Spirits Divine Sect'. I can't let another 'Thousands of Descendants' in the human world."

"Three Spirits Divine Sect? Qianqiu Wuxia?" Shi Qianhan looked stunned.

Qianqiu Wuhen is one of the twelve supreme powerhouses in the inner sea and the most mysterious existence among human monks. Of course he knows this person.

When Ouyang Feng told Yang Fan about the twelve supreme powerhouses in the Inner Sea and mentioned Qianqiu Wuhen, he only used four words to describe it: "very strong, very strong."

When Yang Fan asked where he was strong and what flaws he had, Ouyang Feng didn't mention it at all, but just sighed: "The strong man in the inner sea who is closest to the God Transformation Stage. Unfortunately, his only shortcoming is that he is too perfect and has no flaws..."

At this moment, I heard the Golden Dragon mention the "Three Spirits Divine Sect" and "No trace in the Thousand Abbreviations".

Shi Qianhan couldn't help but suddenly realize that Ouyang Feng was the disciple of "Qianqiu Wuhen", one of the five great Yuanzhangs in humans.

Of course, this is just his current guess.

"What do you mean... all the three pieces of exquisite heart jades that fell in this secret room are to be taken away by you or the demon clan?"

Shi Qianhan figured out the reason.

"Yes, Linglong Heart Jade is an important item for practicing the magical power of "Three Spirits and One" to break through the bottleneck. Therefore, I will take them all back and hand them over to my grandfather, Golden Dragon King, and put them in his hands. Even if "Qianqiu Wuhen" comes in person, it will be difficult to take them away."

The golden dragon and the little dragon swears to the fullest.

"What if I swear to fight you to the death and never give it to this thing?" Shi Qianhan sneered, and thought to himself: "So that's it. This little golden dragon is thinking about the rise and fall of the entire demon clan alliance."

"Don't you ask me what I use to trade with you?" asked His Highness Jin Jiaolong.

"No need to ask." Shi Qianhan took a deep breath.

"Try your best?" Jin Jiao Xiaolong said with a sarcastic look: "You are seeking death... No one in the same level can defeat me who is flowing with the blood of the real dragon head-on. You can't, and Zhu Hong can't do it!"

"Is that true? I, Shi, want to try it today..."

Shi Qianhan didn't know what kind of mentality he had, so he insisted on fighting the Golden Dragon.

After saying that, he asked Deng Shiyao to retreat more than ten feet, and released a magical domineering aura from his body.

At the same time, Shi Qianhan's body was full of demonic flames, and a crescent mark appeared faintly between his eyebrows and foreheads.

Bang bang!

Bang bang! Bang bang bang...

The crescent moon mark flashed and the heartbeat sounded from Shi Qianhan's palm.

Seeing this scene, the Golden Dragon's face was solemn, and he asked his only remaining subordinate to retreat more than ten feet.

He also shone with golden light, a layer of golden scales shining brightly, covering the surface, and the dragon horns above his head also stretched a little.

Suddenly, he turned into a human-shaped golden dragon fighting form, his strength doubled, and the powerful momentum he released was almost comparable to that of the early stage of the US dollar infant cultivator.

The roaring roar, under the influence of the true dragon's bloodline, showed an effect similar to dragon power.

The demon cultivators on the field knelt down one after another... thump! thump! thump!!

"The blood of the true dragon is indeed powerful. It seems that Shi can't beat you in a head-on battle..."

Shi Qianhan barely stabilized his body.

Puff!!

Suddenly, two dark and deep magic flames burst out between his left and right hands at the same time, and a rapid and terrifying sound came.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang...

"Nether Demon Flame! You have actually cultivated to the second Gu realm!" The golden dragon exclaimed.

On the Netherworld Demon Flames on Shi Qianhan's left and right hands, there was a glimmer of light coming out of the flame heart, which made all the strong men on the field feel throbbing and deeply uneasy.

The golden dragon looked even more solemn, and he took a deep breath: "If you have also practiced the secret technique of "Demon God possession", then you will be the second Zhu Hong. Unfortunately, you will be unable to use the "Demon God possession" if you are seriously injured."

"The demon god possessed? Do you seem to know a lot about the 'Nine Nether Demonic Art'?" Shi Qianhan smiled indifferently.

"Of course! Because ten thousand years ago, my grandfather fought a powerful man with the Nine Nether Demonic Art." The golden dragon smiled proudly, and a golden flame suddenly rose on his body.
To be continued...