Chapter 1771 - Harboring Evil Intentions

The courtyard was quiet, the wind blew the leaves, making a rustling sound, and the air was filled with a faint smell of death!

"This is a volume of Xuangong's essence, but it is very profound, and it is difficult for ordinary people to comprehend......"

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Obviously, this is a missing Xuangong, just a scroll of codex, Ye Fan was speechless after taking it and reading it carefully.

The essence of this volume is very incomplete, and the text is even more difficult and ancient, and it is almost impossible to be understood.

However, if you think about it carefully, you can also see the extraordinaryness of the essence of this volume, with a little bit of the flavor of the Xuangong of those sects and holy places in the Xuan Realm.

This Xuangong is the cultivation of qi and blood, and it has a trace in common with the Nine Heavens Xuangong, there is no qi and blood in the body of the demon clan, so naturally it cannot be comprehended, let alone cultivated.

"The essence of this volume...... It's so crippled! ā€

Seeing that Purple Fantasy took the exercises that the demon clan could not cultivate, Ye Fan deliberately showed displeasure, but he was secretly happy in his heart, he didn't expect to be able to see a shadow similar to the Xuan Gong in the Demon Realm, which more fully showed that the Demon Realm must be inextricably linked with the Xuan Realm.

"It is rumored that it was written by a quasi-emperor of my clan after conquering Xingyu, but the descendants did not see through the essence and failed to cultivate."

Zi Xuan was a little apologetic, after all, she promised Ye Fan that she could let him watch her clan's Xuan Gong martial arts, but now she sent such a volume of almost useless Xuan Gong Essentials, and she also felt a little embarrassed.

"This kind of Xuangong, if it can be cultivated, it will really be against the sky!" Ye Fan muttered.

"This Xuangong essence is left by the ancestors of my clan, and even the Heavenly King of the Demon City has borrowed it, don't underestimate it!" Beside him, an old man who resembled a servant spoke.

"Did the Heavenly King ever cultivate?" Ye Fan asked.

"Nope!"

The old man like a servant said embarrassedly.

"Isn't that enough, even the Heavenly King can't be cultivated, do you think my comprehension is even better than that of the Heavenly King?"

Ye Fan rolled his eyes, and finally put it away, if he accidentally leaked his qi and blood in the future, he could also use this volume of Xuangong to prevaricate.

"I'm sorry, I know that I owe it to Brother Ye, so let's do it, I ask my father to give you a cultivation holy land, which can speed up your cultivation by one or two times." Purple Fantasy was a little embarrassed.

"And a place like this?" Ye Fan asked in surprise.

"Of course, the reason why our clan has been able to become a huge family that cannot be ignored is precisely because of the existence of these cultivation holy places, and there is a supreme great array under each holy ground, gathering dead qi from all directions for our cultivation."

The old servant-like man explained.

"I see!"

Ye Fan was relieved, this was the same reason as the human cultivators forcibly gathering the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to cultivate with the Yuan Gathering Array.

Not long after, the Purple Heavenly Demon appeared, entered the small courtyard where Ye Fan was, and showed surprise after learning about the situation, and said, "Could it be that the 'Lake of Death' is not successful, or the 'White Bone Ridge', but they are all holy places for cultivation." ā€

When he knew that Purple Illusion had also given Ye Fan the ancestral Xuangong Essentials, the Purple Heavenly Demon looked stunned, laughed, and said, "Those two holy places have already been dominated by young talents of our clan, let me help you take a look, my clan's territory is huge, and the cultivation holy land is by no means the only two, I can definitely choose a holy place for you that is not inferior to these two places." ā€

"Then there is Brother Laotian!"

Ye Fanpi didn't smile at it, he didn't believe in Zitian Demon's words, he didn't believe in a punctuation mark.

Before, the Purple Sky Demon was still thinking about killing himself, but in the blink of an eye, his attitude took a 180-degree turn, is this possible?

"You're welcome, you deserve it, you saved Sister Purple Illusion, and we will be a family from now on."

The Purple Heavenly Demon smiled slightly, and then left in a hurry.

Not long after, Ye Fan got the news that the patriarch of the Purple Demon Clan was going to give him a cultivation holy place to repay him for saving the Purple Phantom Spirit Lord.

"The plan has begun......"

After learning the news, Ye Fan laughed silently.

"Brother Ye, congratulations! It is an ancient battlefield, there are often visions happening, cultivating there can definitely get twice the result with half the effort, and it is even possible to get unexpected benefits, this is what I fought for you, many clansmen are coveting this holy land. ā€

The Purple Heavenly Demon reappeared and said to Ye Fan.

"That's really thanks to Brother Heavenly Demon!" Ye Fan said.

"What's polite to me, it's very close to my and Purple Phantom sister's cultivation place, we can still go and see you when it's okay, don't shirk it, otherwise Sister Purple Phantom and I will be angry."

The Purple Sky Demon patted Ye Fan's shoulder, looking familiar.

The Purple Heavenly Demon left, Ye Fan glanced at his back and asked the old servant next to him, "Is that ancient battlefield really special?" ā€

"This ......"

The old servant hesitated for a moment, and when he saw the Purple Heavenly Demon disappearing, he said: "It is indeed very special, for endless years, I don't know how many clansmen have cultivated there, but in the end they died inexplicably. ā€

"What?"

Ye Fan was taken aback, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he pondered for a long time before saying, "I want to see what's weird." ā€

"Young man, I advise you not to go, those young clansmen in the past did not believe in evil like you, and wanted to find out the mysteries of the ancient battlefield, but they all died in vain." The old servant persuaded.

"Don't worry, I have my own measure!"

Ye Fan's eyes flashed with confidence, even if that ancient battlefield was the Longtan Tiger's Den, he had to break through.

After experiencing so many dangers, he has long been fearless, even the most difficult Starry Sky Ancient Road has broken through, and he is afraid that an ancient battlefield will not be successful?

"Less is more, less is more!"

The old servant shook his head and sighed, "Do you know whose territory was there?" That was the territory of the Purple Sky Demon, and now he willingly divided it for you, do you think he is kind enough to help you? He's trying to kill you! ā€

"I have no grudge against him, so why would he want to kill me?"

Ye Fan quickly thought of Purple Illusion, Purple Illusion is the spirit master of the Purple Demon Clan, and she is beautiful, is it because of her?

"You're not too stupid, that's why!"

The old servant said: "Purple Phantom is the spirit master of our Purple Demon Clan, and the Heavenly Demon is the first genius of the younger generation, he has always regarded the Purple Phantom Spirit Lord as his future partner, but the Purple Phantom Spirit Lord has never given him a good face, and now your appearance has made him feel dangerous, he naturally wants to get rid of you as soon as possible!" ā€

"Since the Purple Heavenly Demon is the first genius of your clan, then why are you still telling me this? Aren't you afraid that I'll let his plans come to naught? Ye Fan asked curiously.

"I am the dead man of the Spirit Lord......"

The old servant was silent for a moment and said.

"What visions have happened in that ancient battlefield?"

Although he knew that the Purple Heavenly Demon wanted to harm himself, Ye Fan was not afraid at all and wanted to go to that ancient battlefield to take a look.

Because, generally speaking, the more dangerous the place, the greater the opportunity, this is a law of the Xuan Realm!

"Are you really going there?"

The old servant glanced at Ye Fan in surprise, a little unpredictable.

He has already said that the ancient battlefield is very evil, there are often visions, almost no one can get out of there alive, Ye Fan even wants to go, I really don't know if he is a master of art or an ignorant and fearless!

"Of course, you can't miss such a great place!" Ye Fan exuded strong confidence and said flatly.

"Well, if there is an accident, don't blame the old slave for not reminding you!"

The old servant sighed and told Ye Fan about the vision that had happened in the ancient battlefield.

Legend has it that it was an ancient battlefield left by the ancient gods and demons during the war, very evil, someone once heard the sound of the war in the middle of the night, and some people saw the vision of the gods and demons.

Soon after seeing these visions, these people turned to pus, and even their spirits melted away, leaving nothing behind.

The Purple Devil family has also sent strong people to investigate many times, but in the end, they have all failed, nothing has been found, and even two important members of the family have died.

Since then, no one cares about this cultivation holy land, although in the territory of the Purple Heaven Demon branch, no one wants to go there to cultivate, because that is tantamount to sending them to death.

"What, you're going to the Ancient Battlefield?"

When Zi Fan came back, after hearing Ye Fan's decision, his eyes widened in surprise, and he looked incredulous.

The ancient battlefield is a relic left by the war between gods and demons in ancient times, and the years are long, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and it has long become a wasteland.

"Can't go there, since ancient times, I don't know how many people have died there, no one can get anything, it's a dead place!"

Zi Phantom resolutely opposed, she has a devil-like figure, ********, slim, red lips seductive, Joan nose is beautiful, eyes are as blue as the sea, seductive, exuding a fatal temptation, standing opposite Ye Fan, a faint fragrance rushing towards her.

"I told my father to ask him to give you the Lake of Death or the White Bone Ridge, which is a holy place for cultivation, which is one or two times faster than other places, and there are traces of heaven and earth." Purple Illusion explained anxiously.

After listening to Purple Illusion's explanation, Ye Fan knew that it must be the Purple Heavenly Demon who was making trouble behind his back, he was the first day talent of the entire Purple Demon Clan, and his words were extremely weighty, even the patriarch would not fail to consider his proposal.

"I don't have to change it, I want to see what is so special about that ancient battlefield." Ye Fan said with a smile.

"How many thousands of years have passed, countless clansmen have not harvested, and everything has happened to them after living there for a long time, why do you bother to take risks?"

Purple Illusion said that the towering **** was violently up and down due to emotional fluctuations, and the waves were turbulent.

"I've got my own measure!"

Ye Fan did not change his mind, he said that he was just observing, and he would not stay for a long time, and no problems would occur.

"You saved my life, and I wanted to repay you, but this happened."

Zi Phantom sighed lightly, took out a purple jade bottle, and handed it to Ye Fan.

Even if the purple jade bottle was sealed, there was still a strong aura of death emanating from it, which would definitely do more harm than good to ordinary human cultivators.

However,

For the monks of the demon race, it is a supreme tonic, and it is their favorite, which can improve their strength, purify the impurities of death qi in their bodies, and improve their physique.

"Necromantic Liquid!"

The Purple Heavenly Demon suddenly appeared, his eyes widened in shock.

……

…… (To be continued.) )