Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Black Prison of Terror

In the middle of the night, when Jiang Fan and the others stopped flying, they had already come to the sky above a huge mansion.

"Fellow Daoist, this is my Yan family's mansion, please follow me into the mansion!" After the Yuanying monk finished speaking, he took Jiang Fan and landed outside a hall.

Stepping inside, I saw that the Yan family was full of high-level people sitting around, staring at Jiang Fan with fierce eyes, and they wanted to eat him in one bite.

Yan Kuo, the head of the Yan family who was sitting upright, said with an angry face: "Junior, if you really dare to come, you must have something to rely on! Tell me your identity, otherwise you won't be able to get out of the Yan family's gate!"

Jiang Fan looked around vigilantly, and at the same time released his divine sense to sense the cultivation of everyone around him, and finally said with a little playfulness:

"I'm so scared! I'm so scared! Now can I apologize to you, and then submit to your Yan family as a cow and a horse!"

Hearing Jiang Fan's words, Yan Kuo was overjoyed at first, but when he saw Jiang Fan's mocking expression, he realized that the other party was mocking himself, and then he said angrily:

"Everyone listen to the order, take this person down for me!"

As Yan Kuo's words fell, everyone in the hall burst their breath to the peak, and then attacked Jiang Fan fiercely.

With the bursts of fist wind coming, Jiang Fan's face still did not change, and even the corners of his mouth showed a trace of intriguing arc.

Seeing a Yan family monk attacking with a punch, Jiang Fan directly punched him.

"Bang!" and half of the monk's body was directly blasted into minced flesh, and blood splattered high.

Jiang Fan ignored it and continued to greet the other Yan family monks who had bombarded him.

Because of the relationship that was originally attached to the Qingjian Sect, almost all the disciples of the Yan family were proficient in swordsmanship, so for a while, the sword qi in the hall was wanton, and the stumps and broken arms flew sideways.

Seeing that Jiang Fan was so strong, not only was his body extremely hard, but even his reaction speed and the sharpness of his divine sense were much higher than his own, which made Yan Kuo, who was sitting upright, unable to sit still.

"All stand back, let's go!"

As these words shouted, Yan Kuo and the other two Yuanying Realm cultivators of the family attacked Jiang Fan.

Jiang Fan's whole body was covered with the blood of the enemy at this moment, and his gaze suddenly froze when he looked at Yan Kuo and the others. The black and white pupils instantly burst out with emerald green light, and after easily dodging the attacks of the three of them, his right hand was shaped like a hand knife, and it was straight into the chest of one of the middle-aged people!

"The third child!"

"Third brother!"

With two shouts, the middle-aged monk who had been inserted into his chest looked at his chest in disbelief, and then lowered his head very unwillingly.

Jiang Fan's momentum was magnificent, seeing that the two of them were concentrating all their strength and preparing to launch their strongest exercises, Jiang Fan's emerald green eyes suddenly widened when he looked at the two, and the power of insight of the delusional eye appeared!

"Poof!poof!" With two sounds, Yan Kuo and another Yuanying Monk spurted out a mouthful of blood in unison, and the brewing move was also interrupted.

"Bang!" came from Yan Kuo's side.

Yan Kuo looked back, only to see that Jiang Fan was pinching his second brother's neck and slamming it on the ground, and his strength was so great that the entire house sank a little!

"Don't!" Just as Yan Kuo was about to step forward to stop it, Jiang Fan's other fist suddenly fell and smashed straight on the man's head.

At this point, the Yan family has lost two Yuan Infant Realm powerhouses, if this catastrophe passes safely, their strength will plummet!

"Elder Jiong, hurry up!" the angry Yan Kuo suddenly shouted.

At the same time as the words fell, a golden giant bell appeared out of thin air from above Jiang Fan.

"Hum!" sounded, and the golden light smashed straight down, enveloping Jiang Fan's whole person.

"Junior, so cruel, good means! Dare to ask which disciple you are from?" A black-robed monk suddenly appeared in front of him, it was the old man Jiong in Yan Kuo's mouth.

Although Elder Jiong thought that he had restrained Jiang Fan at this time, he still didn't dare to hurt him in the slightest, after all, he could teach such an excellent and strong disciple, this person's background was absolutely terrifying!

Jiang Fan smiled disdainfully, then gathered his hands, and when he spread them out again, a small black banner appeared strangely on his hands, which was the soul flag that had repeatedly absorbed souls.

"Collect!" As Jiang Fan's words fell, the souls of the fallen people in the field suddenly appeared as entities, and then they all surged towards the golden light prison.

The golden light was like air, and the souls were absorbed without the slightest hindrance.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Jiang Fan suddenly raised the dementor banner and shouted: "Ten thousand demon prisons!"

As soon as he spoke, a black pillar of light suddenly shot out from the top of the Dementor Flag, instantly piercing the golden giant bell above, and then the black light bloomed in its place, shooting all around, instantly enveloping the entire Yan family's mansion.

Just when the survivors of the Yan family were unknown, the sound of ghosts crying wolves sounded all around, and then the souls killed by Jiang Fan slowly emerged from within them.

While everyone was surprised, one after another spells hit the attacking spirits, no matter what means everyone used to destroy them, they were still restored intact in the end.

Seeing this scene, Jiong Lao was shocked, and then released his momentum with all his strength, and at the same time used the aura to form a light shield, enveloping himself in it, and seeing that the soul outside it could not invade it in the slightest, he was relieved.

On the other hand, the head of the Yan family was actually only in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and while protecting himself, he also wanted to protect other core figures, and in the end, because the light mask was not frank enough, he could only fall on the spot, be devoured by countless souls, and finally become a member of the souls.

Jiang Fan was also a little overwhelmed by this scene. After all, this was a spell he had shown after absorbing a certain number of souls with the Soul Devouring Banner, and he didn't know how effective it was, but he didn't know that it was so terrifying, I'm afraid that the entire Yan family had already been wiped out!

"Bold and evil cultivators, dare to act so recklessly in the Qingjian territory, I will go back to the mountain to report to the master. After saying some hard words, Jiong Lao wanted to escape from this place, but how could Jiang Fan let this person escape!

"How do you define an evil cultivator? If I kill someone who wants to kill me, it is an evil cultivator, so if you don't save you when you see death and want to flee alone, can I identify you as a demon?" Jiang Fan joked while directing the souls in the field to attack Jiong Lao together.

"Click!" Old Man Jiong's eyes were shattering on the shield around him, and his heart was impatient. Gritting his teeth, he took out a bronze talisman from his bosom and recited a shy incantation.

For a while, Jiong's momentum increased greatly, and his strength increased several times. But at the moment when the talisman took effect, his shield was also torn apart by the souls.

"Bang!", the embarrassed Jiong Lao finally escaped from the black light prison, and at the same time, the momentum on his body also dimmed at this moment.

Looking at his body with a broken arm, Jiong Lao gritted his teeth, quickly got up and flew out.

How could Jiang Fan let this person leave so easily, and then reactivated the Broken Delusion Eye, and wanted to chase forward, but the legs that had just been vacated were suddenly retracted, because he used the Broken Delusion Eye to see that the other party had exhausted a lot of essence blood and physical energy in order to escape from the Ascension, and it was estimated that there were only a few hours left of life at most, and he didn't want to delay time in order to hunt down this person.

Outside the light mask, countless people gathered around, wanting to check the situation inside, but not only did the divine sense penetrate not only the inside, but even from the outside, they could only see a black patch, which made their hearts itch.

Just as everyone was looking forward to it, one of them shouted above the black light mask, "Hey! there's a gap here!"

Hearing this, everyone used their means to take off the air, intending to infiltrate their divine consciousness and observe the situation within.

But every time the divine consciousness stretched for less than a few meters, the contact was lost, and the hearts of the people were itching.

One of the monks in the late stage of Jindan couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart, and with his own good strength, he jumped into the black light mask.

After a while, the monk escaped with a frightened face, and at the same time exclaimed loudly: "The Yan family has been slaughtered, and the three Yuanying powerhouses have all fallen, and their souls have turned into evil, and they have been controlled by an evil cultivator!"

The onlookers gasped. They know the strength and hole cards of the Yan family, and even the ruthless people of the Yan family who can destroy the door are afraid that everyone present together will not be enough for the other party to eat! For a while, everyone hurriedly flew away from this terrifying place!

Inside the black light mask, Jiang Fan first looted all the Yan family's savings and property, and then began to lick the corpse, not only looting all the valuable things on his body, but even the items in his small world were opened by Jiang Fan using the power of Heavenly Dao, and then they were all in his pocket.

After doing everything, Jiang Fan put away the soul flag with satisfaction, and then jumped up and flew away from the Yan family, which had no life left.

As Jiang Fan left, the black light prison shattered. When everyone couldn't resist the curiosity in their hearts and came to the Yan family's mansion to investigate, when they saw the countless stumps and broken flesh scattered all over the place, they couldn't help but vomit again and again, and at the same time, the horror of the mysterious black light prison also spread in the Qingjian station!

At the foot of Qingjianmen Mountain, there was a long queue that had not yet reached the mountain gate, and when you got closer, you would find that it was a long dragon of monks and mortals mixed together. At the top of the long dragon is a large hall specially built by the Qingjian Gate in order to recruit disciples, the Guangxian Palace.

In the Guangxian Palace, two old men with white heads were sitting on the top of the main hall with bitter faces, looking at the monks and mortals who came in one after another to test the qualifications in their bodies.

And the strange thing is that there are six vacant seats directly above the seats, in addition to the two old men who are in their places.

"Alas, Elder Yuan, do you say that our Qingjian Sect is no longer saved!" an old man who was slightly lower in his seat asked another old man above him after sighing.

The old man named 'Yuan Lao' did not answer this person's question, but continued to observe the mortal who came in for the test as if he were intently observing.

These old men are the original older generation of Qingjianmen, just because the door has been extremely unpeaceful recently, various factions of treachers have been inserted, and the news of mysterious disappearances at the top level from time to time has made Qingjianmen invisibly shrouded in a haze, and the most critical factor in changing the situation is the young generation.

As long as the Qingjian Sect can solve the problems of the younger generation and make it exist with one, or even more than one leading figure, it can at least greatly change the existing situation within the sect, and the other disciples in the sect will not lose sight of the goal and hope, and let the outside world know that there are still people in the Qingjian Sect who can inherit the incense.

Therefore, in such an important recruitment position, the head of the Qingjian Sect decided to send the previous generation of powerhouses who had retired and could be called the foundation of the sect to sit in the Guangxian Hall to recruit disciples.

The old man who had just spoken saw that the old man he was calling Yuan didn't care about himself and didn't care, and continued:

"We've been stationed in this Guangxian Hall for at least three months! In these three months, not only are there very few people with acceptable qualifications, but even the people who have stepped on the passing line are pitiful than before, we are really a little ashamed of the expectations of the two sect masters for us!"