Chapter 528 Peacock Fairy Drive

"Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book!"

The blood-refining ancestor's eyes were shocked.

How could this legendary spiritual magic weapon in the Blood Demonic Dao fall into Yang Fan’s hands?

He originally had the imitation of the Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book. Compared with the Skeleton Blood Book in front of him, he had a huge difference in his aura, so he could naturally tell whether it was true or false.

As soon as he finished speaking, the skeleton blood book in Yang Fan's hand flowed into the blood crystal, and he suddenly injected his essence, blood and magic power into it.

When a large amount of essence, blood and magic power were poured into this book, the entire skeleton blood book suddenly floated to a high altitude, and the powerful blood light burst out, tearing the surrounding terrifying black wind apart.

Swish...

The first page of the Blood Book is opened.

A cold and gloomy smell of blood suddenly spread for several miles.

With a "poof" sound, the blood-colored waves like a torrent instantly flooded ten miles in an instant, and they fought with the power of the inherited cloak covering the sky and the sun.

In this case, Yang Fan consumed a lot of mana and lost a lot of essence and blood.

His recovery power is extremely strong and he doesn't care about mana. However, the loss of essence and blood cannot be restored in a short time.

Yang Fan was like the Black Wind Demon Emperor, his face was pale.

After all, he did not let Shi Qianhan take action, this was a kind of intuition in layout.

Shi Qianhan must maintain a certain combat power first, just in case.

"Psychic Magic Weapon..." The Black Wind Demon Emperor looked at the skeleton blood book in front of Yang Fan, and his pupils shrank, "It's still the Blood Forbidden Purgatory Book."

The first page of the Skeleton Blood Book is mainly about *** and siege, greatly weakening the opponent's strength.

Therefore, this huge blood wave only offset some of the power of the inherited black cloak, and also *** the power of it.

As a result, Yang Fan's pressure was reduced a little.

However, how could the Black Wind Demon Emperor let him do what he wanted? He pinched his hands and his essence and blood continued to inject into the shadowy sky.

Countless black blades and terrifying gale winds swept towards Yang Fan.

Full range of cover attacks and short-range movements are meaningless.

Yang Fan can choose to escape, at least 70% hope.

But he certainly couldn't do that.

This is the decisive battle between the Northern Qin Alliance and the two strongest men of the Western Yue Barbarians.

It was even a duel in full view of hundreds of thousands of monks.

If you escape, it is equivalent to admitting defeat...

Swish...

The second page of the Blood Book is opened.

Boom~~

The blood waves strengthened a little bit, and the blood clouds swelled over the blood-colored space, shaking the dark curtain that covered the sky and the sun.

And from the rolling blood clouds, countless blood-colored ghosts floated, with their teeth and claws floating.

Countless blood-colored ghosts were densely packed, and they were terrified and fearless in death to kill the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

The Black Wind Demon Emperor took a breath of air, and his scalp was numb in front of the thousands of blood-colored ghosts.

I had to divide some of the black wind blades and the gale wind to tear the blood-colored ghosts apart.

However, there were still some blood-colored ghosts who were "resurrected" from the blood wave and continued to kill towards the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

All dead objects in the blood-colored space will be difficult to truly kill unless they are completely annihilated.

Just tearing it into a few pieces or even smashing it is not enough to kill it.

Hundreds of thousands of monks outside the field, including several Nascent Soul monks who were so squinting, all stared at the scene here with horror.

This is a duel between inherited spiritual treasures and spiritual magic weapons.

In the Northern Qin land, whether it is inherited spiritual treasures or spiritual magic weapons, they have never appeared for thousands of years.

At this moment, these two existences that surpass ancient treasures appeared in the hands of the two peak powerhouses at the same time.

Swish...

Suddenly, the third page of the Blood Book opened.

The blood waves were rolling and turbulent, and blood-colored skeletons walked out of the blood waves.

Thousands of blood-colored skeletons were killed towards the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

On the blood cloud above the head are countless blood-colored ghosts, and among the blood-colored waves below are endless blood-colored skeletons.

What's even more terrifying is that three of the blood-colored skeletons have reached the Nascent Soul level.

Two of them were as tall as two meters tall, with dizzy white flames flashing in their eyes, holding a blood sword in their hands, with amazing momentum.

In the Blood Purgatory Space, their strength can increase a lot, which can make people more afraid of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

The third blood-colored giant skeleton was even more terrifying, as high as three feet tall, with purple fire emitting in her eyes, holding a black sickle in her hand.

The blood-colored skeleton with purple fire in his eyes has reached a level comparable to that of a late-stage cultivator.

In this film, his strength can almost subvert ordinary late-stage monks.

Swish swish!!

Three powerful Nascent Soul-level skeletons led an army of millions of blood-colored skeletons to attack the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

The Black Wind Demon Emperor suddenly felt creepy and had an illusion of unprecedented isolation.

He could not take care of Yang Fan at all, and even the countless sharp blades and terrifying winds under the dark curtain were in conflict with these blood-colored dead objects.

Scream-

The purple fire blood skull, the blood-colored giant sword in his hand, drew blood-colored storms, and actually "surrounded the current" and moved closer little by little.

Most of Yang Fan's mind was used to control the skeleton blood books, so of course he was unable to participate in the war.

Yang Fan controlled the blood waves and the Black Wind Demon Emperor brought unprecedented pressure to him.

The Black Wind Demon Emperor was not outdone. The Black Wind, which spanned ten miles of black wind, also oppressed Yang Fan.

Finally, when the Purple Fire Blood Skeleton rushed to the Black Wind Demon Emperor, his expression changed drastically, and his magic power and essence and blood in his body were lost, making the sharp blade and gale under the dark curtain stronger.

Yang Fan also continued to consume his essence, blood and mana to fight against him.

As the battle continued, both of them looked pale and their vitality was severely damaged.

Yang Fan flashed with a strange color. It seemed that the Black Wind Demon Emperor had no intention of defeating him, and just wanted to consume his magic power.

However, the other party probably underestimated his recovery and Shi Qianhan's combat power.

"No, if this continues, even if the winner is decided, these two people may be seriously damaged and even lose their cultivation..."

The Northern Qin and the barbarians all exclaimed.

"stop--"

At this moment, a clear and supreme voice came from the Peacock Temple.

When this pressure came, the three great monks of the Northern Qin Dynasty changed their color.

This pressure is really powerful, even surpassing the great monks.

Could it be that there are strong people from the God Transformation Stage hidden in this Peacock Temple?

call out--

A colorful ray of light swept through the sky.

The next moment, a noble woman with colorful peacock light and shadow blooming above her head appeared in the middle of the battle between the two peak powerful men.

Her speed was far one or two times that of the Nascent Soul monk. When the figure flashed, it appeared here.

The senior executives of Beiqin had almost no time to stop them.

She saw everything in her jade hand, and a slight slash of seven-colored dazzling light slashing down, hitting the blood light and dark curtains that were covered with a radius of ten miles below.

Boom~~~

The two people who were fighting were shocked, their magic power was interrupted, and they also retracted the magic weapon in their hands.

thump!!

The Black Wind Demon Emperor fell to the ground, and the dark curtain that covered the sky and the sun turned into a dull ancient cloak, returning to his back.

With his vital energy and his essence and blood, he has no combat power and needs to rest for at least several years before he can recover to his peak.

Yang Fan's body shook, shaking, barely fixing his body.

Swish!
To be continued...