Yang Fan's two thunderous attacks just now, and the powerful power contained in it actually suppressed the power of the Blood Forbidden Purgatory in a short period of time.

"This power is too terrifying... almost comparable to the great monk of the US dollar infant."

Zhu Feng's face trembled.

When the power is strong to a certain extent, it can completely destroy and oppress all existences.

As far as he knows, only the powerful people at the level of the Nascent Soul Cultivator can do this in the Blood Forbidden Purgatory.

In addition, it is probably rare to reach this level in the entire Northern Qin Thirteen Kingdoms, and even the ten powerful Nascent Souls are unable to reach this level.

Huh~~Bang!!

Yang Fan's body fell heavily to the ground, breathing rapidly, and his chest was fluctuating.

Obviously, even he could not continuously activate the explosive power at that level just now.

Otherwise, he could have competed with the three great monks of Northern Qin. Why fear the Three Evil Old Demons?

"Yang Fan, I see how long you can last!!!"

Zhu Feng's face became even more sinister. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the blood in his hands was magnificent. The powerful essence power was poured into the middle skeleton blood book with no chance.

Swish!!

Another huge blood-colored skeleton, holding a giant sword, looked ferocious and terrifying, appeared from the blood wave.

Whoosh —

Two blood-colored skeletons with the strength of the Nascent Soul stage, holding a blood-colored giant sword, launched a violent attack on Yang Fan from the left and right sides.

The man named Qin, the Nascent Soul, suppressed Yang Fan from above, and the blood-colored lightsword came out of his hand, turning into a three-meter-long blood-colored horse training. His aura was magnificent, and he slashed with millions of blood-colored sword energy.

Yang Fan suffered three-faced attacks, and his expression changed. He couldn't help but think about whether to let Shi Qianhan come out to help.

Swish!

A silver arc flashed,

He moved more than twenty feet out of thin air and avoided most of the attacks. Then a pair of silver boots filled the light, and his feet were storming in the blood waves like phantoms.

Brush!!

He used the secret technique of Xiangyun boots [Thousands of Mountains and Thousands of Shadows], his body was like a ghost, ignoring the geographical environment, and walking on flat ground.

At some point, a skeleton blood book that emits an ancient mysterious aura appeared in his hand.

This skeleton blood book is much thicker than Zhu Feng's book, and the breath is even more distant. The two skulls embedded in the book cover are even more gloomy and ferocious.

Yang Fan was about to inject mana into it.

In the past, he injected mana, and this skeleton blood book would not react.

However, before he could inject his magic power, the skeleton on the blood book suddenly came to life, roaring and thrilling, thrilling.

Don't buzz~~~~
Chapter completed!