Chapter 532: Blood Pact (End of Volume)

Invincible half-day man.

Backed by the vast natural forces of heaven and earth, Yang Fan could be at ease even if he faced the three major monks at the same time, or even an army of 100,000 monks.

Although it may not be able to really do it, this momentum and belief have overwhelmed the entire Peacock Temple's 100,000 troops, hundreds of high-rank, including the three major monks, the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

The three major monks of Northern Qin were a few miles away from the rear, and the rest of the army of hundreds of thousands of monks gradually approached.

They were all behind, silently watching, dead silent.

It was as if it was just Yang Fan's strength, with the power of heaven and earth, to overwhelm the 100,000 monks.

Thousands of troops are useless.

In Yang Fan's words: crowd tactics are meaningless.

This is a kind of height, a kind of realm, a kind of level of transcendence.

Unless there is a god of transformation in person, even if it is one, it is impossible for Yang Fan to have such a wild speech.

This gap between spiritual levels is difficult to make up for in quantity.

The three great heavenly masters of the barbarian had solemn faces, but they would definitely not admit defeat easily, and their bodies slowly rose to the point of being powerful.

The three heavenly masters joined forces, even if they were in person during the Transformation Period, they might not have the power to resist.

"Return all ......"

At this moment, a long sigh came from the Peacock Temple.

This voice came from the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

"Demon Emperor......"

The faces of the three heavenly masters changed slightly, and they were a little unwilling.

Whether it is the Black Wind Demon Emperor or the Three Great Hands to Fight the Renewal Heavenly Master, in fact, they are all at the same level.

There is a gap in all of them, which is caused by the talent of the exercises and the magic weapons.

"The tide is over, surrender. ”

The Black Wind Demon Emperor's voice was powerless, and his gaze was extremely dim.

Shout!

At this moment, the Yehan Holy Maiden flew out of the Peacock Temple, her face pale, and her injuries were not light.

All the Yuan Babies on the field could feel the weakening of the aura on her body.

Over time, the power of the peacock fairy will gradually be lost.

And the cultivation realm of the Yehan Holy Maiden will also drop a little due to the actual situation.

After all, it is an external force that is forcibly imposed on it, and what is created is also a false realm.

With the Black Wind Demon Emperor's words, the entire Peacock Temple, one hundred thousand monks, and hundreds of high-ranking people all lost their faith and courage to fight.

Including the three monks and the holy woman.

Because, in the minds of countless monks in Xiyue, the Black Wind Demon Emperor is no different from a god.

This is like Yang Fan is the soul of the Thirteen Kingdoms Alliance of Northern Qin at this moment.

Once Yang Fan died, the alliance of the Thirteen Kingdoms would surely collapse.

In the same way, when the Black Wind Demon Emperor admitted defeat, the entire barbarians, the last 100,000 elite cultivators, lost their faith and courage.

It's just that the three great heavenly masters of the barbarians are somewhat unwilling, and they have some objections to the decision of the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

After all, the Yehan Holy Maiden at this moment can compete with Yang Fan.

"Hehe, His Excellency the Demon Emperor's decision is very wise. ”

Yang Fan was slightly admiring.

A trace of bitterness and helplessness flashed in the eyes of the Black Wind Demon Emperor, and he sighed: "I have heard that Your Excellency has deduced the exercises by himself, and his senses have reached the heavens and the earth, but now it seems that it is really shocking the past and the present. ”

"But the emperor can also see that the heaven and earth you fuse with are only incomplete, and you can't stay away from the ground, otherwise it will ......"

"Otherwise, Yang would have already been on top of the Yuan Infant Period. ”

Yang Fan laughed.

"This emperor, on behalf of the barbarian nine clans, has already admitted defeat and surrendered. Dare to ask Yang Daoyou, can you enter at will with such a magical power that integrates half of the world?"

At a certain moment, the Black Wind Demon Emperor's eyes flickered, staring at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan smiled calmly: "No, unless I can be promoted to the late stage of Yangen." ”

"Sure enough, the emperor felt that this matter was strange, if Yang Daoyou could really master this kind of great supernatural power, the previous battle would not need to be so troublesome. ”

The Black Wind Demon Emperor felt a little more comfortable in his heart.

Yang Fan also knew that being able to control the half-heavenly mode this time was a kind of serendipitous stimulation.

The spiritual will of the previous 100,000 troops converged, which stimulated his spiritual will, so that he had the possibility of touching this level.

If you want to enter this kind of absolute control of the half-heavenly mode anytime and anywhere, I am afraid it will be very difficult.

But Yang Fan can be sure that with the growth of the soul root, when he is promoted to the late-stage realm, this realm will become a reality.

Soon, an army of hundreds of thousands of monks in Northern Qin surrounded the Peacock Temple.

"Yang Daoyou has any conditions, you can put forward. As long as it is not a condition such as the destruction of the race, the emperor can try to agree. ”

The Black Wind Demon Emperor said lightly.

Yang Fan swept his gaze to the monks of Northern Qin.

The high-level officials of Northern Qin discussed a lot and put forward various conditions.

Even along the way, there were some arguments among the monks.

Yang Fan's brows furrowed when he listened.

These Yuanying powerhouses represent the major forces of Northern Qin, and the various conditions put forward are nothing more than to seek benefits for their own forces.

Suddenly, the Black Wind Demon Emperor spoke: "I'm sorry, we only accept Yang Daoyou's conditions. ”

As soon as these words came out, the high-level people of Northern Qin were embarrassed.

"Why do you only accept my conditions?" Yang Fan was a little surprised.

"There are two reasons for this. ”

The Black Wind Demon Emperor slowly spoke: "First, in this battlefield of cultivating immortals, this emperor only lost to Yang Daoyou, and only the conditions you put forward can make this emperor and others happy and convinced." Second, the emperor believes that the conditions proposed by Yang Daoyou can allow me to barbarize Xiyue in Northern Qin and have a foothold. ”

"Are you so sure?" Yang Fan glanced at him with a little meaning.

He was curious about the second reason.

"This emperor has also fought with Yang Daoyou, and he can understand some of the mysteries in your exercises. ”

A smile appeared on the Black Wind Demon Emperor's face.

"Please. A hint of discoloration flashed in Yang Fan's eyes.

"Your Excellency's Immortal Fortune is broad and inclusive, based on the natural life of heaven and earth. Am I right?"

The Black Wind Demon Emperor looked confident.

"That's right. ”

Yang Fan's expression gradually became solemn.

This Black Wind Demon Emperor is really extraordinary, whether it is vision, height, or strategy, he is superhuman.

"The realm is broad and inclusive, and it is based on the natural life of heaven and earth, so the conditions proposed by Yang Daoyou will definitely leave the last ray of vitality for my barbarian beings, rather than real extinction. ”

"Otherwise, the blood of hundreds of thousands of monks I have barbarized will definitely become a stain on your state of mind. ”

The Black Wind Demon Emperor's voice was deep and powerful.

Yang Fan's pupils shrank, and he looked at him for a long time before he said meaningfully: "Your Excellency the Demon Emperor, you really have good intentions." ”

"Each other, each other. The Black Wind Demon Emperor smiled.

The two looked at each other, tacitly acknowledging each other.

Yang Fan felt the terrifyingness of the Black Wind Demon Emperor even more, and even started from his martial arts realm to seek a way out for his race.

However, in the case of the Barbarian Nine Clans surrendering on their own initiative, he had no intention of killing them all.

If you really work hard, it will inevitably cause the vitality of the entire Northern Qin to be greatly injured and its strength to be empty. If there are still foreign forces taking advantage of the situation, it will be more than worth the loss.

"Okay, Yang's condition is that all the high-level and above existences of the Xiyue Nine Clans have signed a soul blood contract, and they are not allowed to step into the Thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin for half a step in their lifetime. ”

Yang Fan spoke slowly, his tone was solemn, and his voice was loud, so that hundreds of thousands of monks could hear it clearly.

When his voice fell, no one dared to oppose the disobedience.

Now, he is completely standing in the clouds of Northern Qin, looking down on the common people, and the only one who can compete with him is the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

And the Black Wind Demon Emperor has already been defeated, and at the spiritual level, he has also completely lost, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to defeat him in the future.

The Emperor agreed. ”

The Black Wind Demon Emperor nodded heavily, and soon, hundreds of high-level barbarians gathered.

"There are friends who work hard and refine the Dao. Yang Fan set his sights on the Blood Refining Ancestor.

The Blood Refining Ancestor nodded, took out a piece of blood-colored textured paper, and then injected a blood-colored light wave.

Buzz~~~

The blood-colored textured paper appeared in the air and expanded dozens of times.

In this process, the Blood Refining Ancestor played a complicated spell in his hand, so that the blood-colored textured paper was endowed with some kind of power that touched the soul level.

At a certain moment, he bit his index finger and wrote a line of words on the blood-colored paper: From today on, the nine clans of Xiyue, all those who sign this blood contract, will not be allowed to set foot in the Thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin in their lifetime. If this blood contract is violated, the soul will explode and die.

At the bottom of the paper, the year, month and day are also marked.

After these dozens of words were completed, the Blood Refining Ancestor bent a little, and those fonts flashed with blood, and then converged and were engraved on them forever.

Then, he raised his hand a little, and the blood-textured paper floated above the Peacock Temple.

And read it aloud again: "From today onwards, the nine clans of Xiyue, all those who sign this blood contract, will not be allowed to set foot in the Thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin in their lifetimes. If this blood contract is violated, the soul will explode and die. ”

"Guys, please sign the blood pact. ”

With a smile in his eyes, Yang Fan swept towards the barbarian hundreds of high-level.

As long as these hundreds of high-level people sign this blood contract, then within a thousand years, the barbarian monks will not have the possibility of invading the Thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin.

The Black Wind Demon Emperor bit his index finger and drew a spell in the void, then imprinted a blood-colored fingerprint on the paper.

This is somewhat similar to the worldly painting, but more restrictive.

Once you voluntarily sign the blood contract, you must abide by it forever, otherwise the "soul blood explosion" on the blood contract will definitely be realized.

Subsequently, hundreds of barbarian monks, one after another, came up to imprint blood-colored fingerprints.

Each time one is successful, the blood-colored textured paper will bloom with a wisp of soul fluctuation.

The whole process lasted for an hour, and finally completed this soul blood contract.

As soon as the Blood Refining Ancestor raised his hand, the blood-colored textured paper was rolled into a scroll and held it in his hand.

After some discussion, the Blood Refining Ancestor handed over this soul blood contract scroll to Yang Fan: "Yang Daoyou, this thing will be handed over to you for safekeeping." ”

His tone was solemn, and he conveyed a spiritual wish.

Yang Fan nodded and put away the soul blood contract scroll.

He understood that if the scroll was destroyed, the blood oath signed would lose its binding effect.

Therefore, it must be kept in the custody of the most powerful people.

The Alliance of the Thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin, handing over such an important soul blood contract to Yang Fan for safekeeping is equivalent to admitting that he is the strongest person in Northern Qin.

When the Black Wind Demon Emperor and the others saw that this soul blood contract scroll had fallen into Yang Fan's hands, the last glimmer of hope in their eyes was also extinguished.

Let's ask Northern Qin, who can take this thing from Yang Fan?

(End of Volume 6)

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