Chapter 529: The Black Hand

The colorful peacock light and shadow above the head of the Yehan Saintess bloomed with dazzling brilliance, which became more condensed.

The momentum emanating from this power instantly raised it to a level comparable to the Transformation Stage.

When the cultivation was promoted to the stage of incarnation, the aura within a radius of thousands of miles formed countless whirlpools, surging towards the Holy Maiden of the Night, such a momentum was shocking.

Yang Fan's complexion changed slightly, his body slowly fell to the ground, his feet were like roots, piercing into the soil, and a steady stream of power poured into his body.

At this moment, the strength of the Yehan Holy Maiden can be completely compared to the three ghost old demons possessed by the demon god that day.

If it weren't for something as peerless as the Broken Sword, it would be difficult to defeat her.

However, Yang Fan put his feet on the ground at this moment, his soul roots melted into the earth, his power was endless, and the green seed of life also differentiated into countless green streams, restoring his essence and blood.

His strong physique and vitality gave him incredible resilience.

He didn't leave immediately, but narrowed his eyes and looked into the void above the Holy Maiden of Night.

The void gradually became stained with a layer of blood, and gradually expanded and spread.

It's just that the Yehan Holy Maiden was powerful and majestic, attracting the spiritual energy vortex within a radius of thousands of miles, and she didn't notice it.

Airplanes~~

At a certain moment, the colorful peacock light and shadow above the head of the Yehan Holy Maiden turned into a real entity, releasing a terrifying aura that suffocated the audience.

The seven-colored peacock feathers are raised high, extending more than ten zhang, the whole body is shining with glazed luster, the eyes are arrogant, and the posture is beautiful and elegant.

This is a colorful peacock dozens of feet long, gorgeous and dazzling to the extreme, so that everything around it is eclipsed, as if all the beautiful colors of the world are added to it.

Deeply feeling the turmoil of the vast aura between heaven and earth and the gorgeous arrogance that was high above, several Yuanying Grand Monks who were fighting on the field ceased at the same time and looked at this side.

The colorful peacock was successfully stripped from the top of the head of the Yehan Saintess and briefly existed in the world in the form of a "peacock fairy".

And the Yehan Holy Maiden, her face was slightly pale, but her cultivation was still at the peak of the Yuanying.

The peacock immortal's divine power sacrifice actually raised her cultivation from the initial realm to the peak of the primordial infant.

That's it, as long as the cultivation does not reach the stage of transforming into a god, Yang Fan thinks that he can still compete with one or two.

However, the Peacock Immortal who attracted the vortex of thousands of miles of spiritual energy in the void had completely reached the level above the Transformation Stage, whether it was the level of cultivation he was at or the magic spells he possessed, it was far beyond the scope of anyone on the field.

Even if he held the Peerless Broken Sword at this moment, Yang Fan was only seventy percent sure of killing her.

What's even more terrifying is that the strength of this peacock fairy is still rising, even surpassing the strength that the upper realm demon possessed when he possessed the three ghost old demons.

The dazzling colorful light and earth-shattering aura turmoil concealed the blood color that spread and expanded in the void.

That streak of blood, starting from a small piece, expanded.

At first, it infected thousands of miles of void, and as the strength of the Peacock Immortal improved, that ray of blood light also expanded.

Eight Thousand Miles...... 10,000 miles...... Fifteen thousand miles...... Twenty thousand miles

The more the strength of the peacock fairy increases, the more the blood color in the void expands.

In that blood-colored void, a deep and infinite blood mist was faintly visible, like an abyss, boundless......

At this moment, the glow in the sky attracted by the peacock fairy also looked pale and colorless in front of the blood-colored void that covered the sky and the earth.

It was a forbidden power that made billions of living beings tremble.

Fifty years ago, in the Yuyang Kingdom, it appeared once, and even frightened the demon of the upper realm.

"What?"

The noble and gorgeous peacock fairy suddenly looked up and saw the blood color that had infected the entire void for 20,000 miles.

In the deep and bottomless blood mist, a forbidden force was released that made it tremble.

In the Peacock Temple, 100,000 barbarian monks were almost suffocated.

The three great heavenly masters of the barbarians and the three great monks of the Northern Qin all felt the terrifying pressure and signs, and they all had a sense of foreboding.

Kiss~~~~

The 20,000 miles of blood-colored void shook, and the fog deepened.

From the void, a black hand in the depths, three hundred long and two hundred zhang wide, grabbed the peacock fairy like covering the sky and the sun.

"Ah......h

The peacock fairy, who was arrogant just now, was full of fear in his eyes.

Snort-

She turned into a seven-colored beam of light and flew out hundreds of feet at once.

Then, a black whirlpool suddenly appeared in the palm of the dark hand, and a great suction force came.

The peacock fairy is like a drowning child, struggling with his life.

However, no matter how strong she was, she couldn't break free from the huge black hand between heaven and earth.

Call~~~

With a sudden wave of the black hand, tens of thousands of miles of demonic qi roared, carrying the power of earth-shattering destruction, and captured the peacock fairy at once.

"You...... It's you ......."

The peacock fairy turned pale, staring at the blood-colored void behind the black hand.

It is huge, and in front of the black hand of the sky, it is like a little sparrow, pinched in the palm of its hand.

Whew-

The dark hand grabbed it, returned to the blood-colored mist, and vanished.

Then, the color of blood that infected the void gradually faded.

The peacock fairy, who was arrogant before, was captured by the black hand of the unknown origin and fell into the abyss of nightmares.

Yang Fan stood on the ground, covered in cold sweat, but there was a hint of conspiracy in his eyes.

If the Peacock Fairy didn't strip away the Yehan Holy Maiden, but assisted her to attack with the strength that was close to the Transformation Stage, Yang Fan would probably have a lot of headaches.

"How is that possible...... Peacock fairy ......"

The Holy Maiden of Yehan looked at the void in a daze, her face pale.

Fortunately, her cultivation at the moment is only approaching the stage of transformation into a god, if not, the consequences will ......

The Three Great Heavenly Masters of Barbarian Yi and the Three Great Heavenly Masters of Northern Qin also came to their senses at this time, and continued to start fighting.

It's just that Feng Wuji and the others looked at Yang Fan with a little worry.

At this moment, the aura on the body of the Yehan Holy Maiden is far better than that of ordinary great cultivators, and the cultivation is close to the stage of transformation of the gods, can Yang Fan, who has just gone through a big battle and suffered a great loss of vitality, deal with it?

"Yang Fan......" A trace of shame flashed in the eyes of the Yehan Holy Maiden, and she looked at Yang Fan with a look of hatred.

The situation of being captured and humiliated by Yang Fansheng in Guliang City a few years ago seems to be vivid.

In the past, I was not strong enough, and I couldn't afford to think of revenge.

But after passing through the Peacock Immortal before, her cultivation realm was promoted to the peak of Yuanying in a short period of time, and in the face of Yang Fan, who was greatly injured, she naturally would not let go.

Yang Fan stood on the ground and looked at her with a smile: "This is the plan of the Black Wind Demon Emperor?" It's a pity that you underestimated Yang's strength, and you didn't expect that stupid peacock fairy ......"

"Let me sword you today and avenge the death of thousands of barbarian monks"

With a wave of her jade hand, a seven-colored dazzling light, she bombarded Yang Fan.

"Then who is avenging the countless Northern Qin monks who died?"

Yang Fan sneered, and the pale yellow crystal light around his body flickered, and his body melted into the earth.

rumble

The seven-colored glare bombarded the ground, and a bottomless pit suddenly appeared, and the crack spread dozens of feet like a spider's web.

"Your opponent...... It's me. ”

A cold voice came from her side.

Shi Qianhan held the Demon Huang Sword in his hand and looked at her lightly.

The Holy Goddess of Yehan changed her complexion, and said with a cold face: "Then I will kill you first."

After finishing speaking, she flicked her jade hand, and a colorful light cluster bombarded away.

The Demon Huang Sword in Shi Qianhan's hand soared, and the demonic qi was rolling, and the red blue light was flourishing, and a sword slashed the seven-colored light cluster.

Rumble~~

A terrifying force knocked him away, and the Demon Huang Sword whined, almost not coming out of his hand.

Shi Qianhan's face was shocked, and his figure spit out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, looking unbelievable.

The power of this Yehan Holy Maiden is really terrifying, and it is almost comparable to the Transformation Stage.

In the land of Northern Qin, in the infancy of the Yuan Dynasty, I am afraid that no one can compete with it.

Seeing this scene, the three major monks and the three great heavenly masters who were fighting had different expressions.

"Your Highness, kill this person, and we will be able to counterattack in a big way. ”

The black-robed Mu Tianshi laughed, very proud.

The faces of the three monks were gloomy, and their momentum was suddenly suppressed.

"Hmph, it's just a high level of strength, and you haven't reached the peak realm of the real Yuanying, Shi will not be afraid of you. ”

Shi Qian laughed coldly, and the Demon Huang Sword in his hand drew a shocking red blue glow in the void, carrying the sword qi in the sky, and slashed in front of the Yehan Holy Maiden.

"Just try it. ”

The Yehan Holy Maiden looked sarcastic, and her jade hand swirled in front of her, and a three-foot-long peacock light feather appeared in her hand.

This is a cyan peacock light feather, and the sound of the wind is roaring all over it.

Seeing her wave lightly, the peacock light feathers shone with a dazzling blue light, and a rolling cyan light swept the red blue sword light from the Demon Huang Sword.

Poof

The cyan light wind was torn apart, and the figure of the Yehan Holy Maiden receded slightly, and a little sword qi aftermath was melted by the dazzling colorful light around her.

"Even if you have a psychic weapon, you are no match for me. ”

The peacock crown on the head of the Yehan Holy Maiden bloomed with dazzling brilliance, and the jade hands were interlaced on her chest, and her face was dignified and holy.

Shi Qianhan suddenly felt a terrifying power, remembering the terrifying power released by the peacock phoenix crown on the peacock demon's head that day.

Hum -

Suddenly, the peacock crown on the head of the Holy Maiden of Night Han shot out thousands of dazzling colored lights, and a lifelike colorful peacock could be faintly seen in the center.

Invisibly, a voice similar to the sound of a phoenix came.

Shi Qianhan subconsciously flashed, but it was still a little late.

More than a dozen bands of colored light passed through him, snorted, spat out a mouthful of blood again, and fell to the ground.

"I'll help you"

At this moment, Hu Fei solved a high-level Yuanying and rushed towards Shi Qianhan's side.

However, he had just walked somewhere when a hand reached out from the soil and grabbed his bare feet.

Yang ...... Boss Yang ......"

Hu Fei was stunned.

I saw that Yang Fan's eyes were slightly closed, and his qi and blood were very weak, but there was a strange spiritual fluctuation rippling on his body.

"Don't meddle. ”

Yang Fan slowly opened his eyes.

In his eyes, there was a pure green, and his feet were rippling with the glow of the earth, natural and heavy.

At this moment, every movement and detail of his life seems to be in perfect harmony with the surrounding heaven and earth.

"Magic ...... God...... Attach...... Body ......"

The sound of the empty and cold sounded as if it came from the abyss.

A man with the body of a demon god stood up from the ground and proudly looked at the holy maiden of the night who stood tall above.

(One more to ...... ）