"There seems to be something strange about these high platforms and strange peaks. ”

Yang Yunfan didn't notice it at first, but when he was reminded by the golden silk monkey, he suddenly came back to his senses.

He stared around.

The location of the Immortal Sacred Spring happened to be at the very core of the Demon Sealing Monument, and it was about thirty or forty meters down.

It can be seen that there should have been a lake here, but it has been dry for a long time, and the earth has dried up. And more than 100 meters near the Immortal Holy Spring, there are eight strange high platforms erected in a patchwork manner.

These eight high platforms are really easy to reminisce.

Perhaps, these high platforms are the mechanism that triggers the eruption of the Immortal Sacred Spring.

At this time, Yang Yunfan had a question, bent down, and shot out a sword qi from his fingertips, and with a bang, shot into the soil below the hillside. Suddenly, layers of sand and gravel under the hillside were scattered, and there was a slight crack that appeared on the mountain.

"It's a normal hillside, and there's nothing strange about it. ”

Yang Yunfan frowned, returned to the highest part of the hillside, and repeated the old technique, shooting a sword qi towards the position under his feet!

"Ding!"

It's just that this time, his sword qi shot at the ground under his feet, but it could only kick up a trace of dust, and could not shoot underneath, but instead made a sound of metal colliding.

His sword qi was very condensed, and he could easily shoot through the steel plate, but at this time, it was in vain.

This made him understand that there must be something strange about this hillside platform!

Sure enough, the hillside was formed by the wind and sand. It's completely different from the material of this high platform. ”

At this time, Yang Yunfan stood up, a wise smile flashed on his face.

He raised his head and carefully observed the positions of several high platforms, but his eyes gradually became solemn.

"The number and location of this high platform are also quite particular. I didn't pay attention to it for a moment just now, but at this time, it seems that it is full of the charm of the Qiankun gossip map. ”

"Heaven, earth, thunder, wind, water, fire, mountains, and rivers...... Eight directions, the side where I am located, belongs to the fire position!"

Thinking of this, a bright light burst out of Yang Yunfan's eyes, but then, he had a trace of doubt: "However, what do these directions mean?"

Although Yang Yunfan didn't know what the specific significance of such a high platform was, he felt that this place, as the core of the Demon Sealing Monument, could see the whole picture of the Immortal Holy Spring, and he thought that there should be some secrets.

It's just that he doesn't have enough information so far, so he can't guess the role of these high platforms.

"Huh, there's already someone!"

At this moment, behind Yang Yunfan, a handsome young man dressed in purple, with long purple hair flying, didn't know where to get out of here, and landed on this hillside.

He was full of thunder and lightning divine light, and one by one thunder and lightning divine patterns circulated on the surface of his divine body, shining brightly, reflecting his purple hair, making him look very noble and extraordinary.

He suddenly appeared in this world, like a god in the dust.

He had a smile on his face, not as dusty as the others, full of ease. It seems that the dangers and difficulties of this demon monument world are trivial things that can be solved by just a wave of his sleeves for him.

Such a proud posture, such a dustless supernatural power, and that long purple hair flashing with thunder and lightning divine patterns......

The moment he saw this person appear, Yang Yunfan's eyes condensed deeply.

This is the bloodline of Thunder Punishment City!

I, who has been pretending to be a child of Thunder Punishment City, has met a real child of Thunder Punishment City this time!

"It's you!"

The man saw that there were people here, and there were two demon beasts, he wanted to let the other party get out, but when he looked closely, he saw Yang Yunfan.

At this moment, a kind smile appeared on his face.

He sensed a familiar aura on Yang Yunfan's body, this was an aura that originated from the same bloodline, and he couldn't feel wrong.

Although the dispute here is fierce, he is unwilling to do it here with Yang Yunfan unless it is absolutely necessary.

"Since you've found this place first, I'll give you this spot. It doesn't matter if I find another one. Anyway, these people are stupid, and they don't realize the role of this rooftop at all. ”

The purple-haired young man smiled slightly, and then, Yang Yunfan saw him, and his figure flickered.

Crackling!

A purple thunderbolt flickered, and the next moment, the young man disappeared in place, and then, with a bang, landed on the position in front of Yang Yunfan's left.

Yang Yunfan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said to himself: "This direction is the thunder position!"

The children of Thunder Punishment City fell on the thunder position, which seemed to indicate something.

"Rooftop ......"

Yang Yunfan chewed on the words left by the disciples of the Thunder Punishment City just now. Obviously, the other party is clear about the real role of this "Tongtiantai". That's why they come to occupy a position in advance.

At this time, the purple-haired young man, as soon as he landed on the rooftop, he didn't leave directly, sat down cross-legged, and a faint purple thunder began to linger on the surface of his body, and it seemed that he had begun to cultivate quietly!

That young man was in such a posture, but he didn't care at all that other people would attack him!

"In the name of Lei Zun, Megatron Huanyu, that young man must know that no one here will dare to make a move against him. ”

Yang Yunfan saw that after the other monks saw the thunder light flowing from the young man's body, their expressions obviously became nervous, and even more, those who were originally resting near the young man avoided it from a distance when they saw the young man at this time.

The name of the man, the shadow of the tree!

The supreme powerhouse, the bloodline of Lei Zun, who dares to move?

......

The purple-haired young man occupied a high platform and cultivated cross-legged.

It's just that after a while, in the sky, a faint blood-colored aura suddenly flickered, and even drops of blood fell from the sky. Among them, it was mixed with the sad roar of the dragon.

"What's wrong?"

"Why is it raining blood in the sky?"

At this moment, everyone was amazed!

They all felt it, and with the rain of blood falling, a thick aura of silence and death permeated from the void, which made people very uncomfortable.

"Huh?"

The purple-haired boy also sensed something, he opened his eyes and waved his hand.

Crash!

A purple bolt of light appeared above him, enveloping his entire body, protected from the invasion of this silent death.

"I see!"

His purple eyes looked at Yang Yunfan's void faintly, as if he had seen through all nothingness.

Soon, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he whispered: "The people of the Demon Slayer Clan, even the [Ten Thousand Jiao Huangquan Diagram] have been forced to take out, it seems that the opponent is very powerful." There's a good show to watch!"

Except for a few people, most of them were at a loss.

"Buzz ......"

At this time, the Wanjiao Yellow Spring Diagram covered the void, enveloping the void, making the entire sky blood-colored, and the richest point fell on Yang Yunfan!

"The people of the Demon Slayer Clan, it turned out to be him who wanted to kill him......"

Seeing this scene, the purple-haired young man frowned slightly, stood up, and seemed to take action, but in the end, he waited patiently: "Wait a little longer, I'll make sure again, whether this person is my son of Thunder Punishment City!"

......

Blood-colored rain, dripping down.

The whole world was dyed red.

Under the misty blood rain, the whole world became blurry, and there was a faint layer of blood-colored spirit patterns intertwined, completely enveloping the place where Yang Yunfan was, isolating the inside and outside.

"What's going on?"

Yang Yunfan instantly felt that something was wrong.

He looked up!

In the sky, a blood-colored ancient picture scroll flowed faintly in the sky, exuding a mysterious aura, and soon imprisoned this side of heaven and earth.

Countless blood-colored dragons roared, swam out of the scroll, and appeared above Yang Yunfan's head, bursts of huge oppressive power, washing his soul and body, making him miserable.

Slowly, more than a dozen Demon Slayer powerhouses came out of the bloody rain.

The blood rain fell on them, turning into blood-colored spirit patterns, interweaving blood-colored divine light on their skin, making their aura much stronger.

"Twenty years ago, the strong men of our clan joined forces to snipe the remnants of the Moyun Cliff lineage, although many strong people were killed, but it also made the remnants of the Moyun Cliff lineage suffer heavy casualties, and only a few people escaped in the end. ”

Suddenly, a red-haired monk stepped out of the crowd.

When his blood-colored gaze fell on Yang Yunfan's handsome face, he lost his mind for a moment.

After losing his mind, he couldn't help but laugh and muttered, "You really look like that person." His name is Yang Erlang, and your name is Yang Yunfan. It seems that you can't be wrong, you are the infant child. ”