Netherflame

Yang Fan's heart suddenly moved.

All along, his cultivation of the Nine Ghost Demon Skill has been unimpeded. As long as the Immortal Hongjue reaches a certain realm, this magic skill can reach the same realm in a short period of time, and this situation has made him extremely surprised:

However, surprise is surprise, although it is very easy to cultivate this skill, but the magic power in this magic skill, Yang Fan's cultivation, is very difficult.

This is obviously limited by qualifications and circumstances.

Among them, the "Netherworld Demon Flame" is one of the most respected supernatural powers of the Nine Demon Skills, and it is also the signature skill of this set of Demon Skills.

"If I can initially cultivate this flame and enter the 'One Shadow' level in one fell swoop, then I will be able to take advantage of this to be proud of my peers......"

Yang Fan took a deep breath and quietly stared at the source of the demonic energy that kept surging subtle black bubbles beside him.

He was considering whether to choose to cultivate the Nether Demon Flame in this unknown environment.

From the previous prohibition, it can be seen that this demonic qi spirit spring should be discovered, and as for whether that person will return in a short time, Yang Fan himself is difficult to estimate.

As his thoughts flickered, Yang Fan thought of the Nine Secret Realms again, and said secretly: "From the prohibition just now, it can be seen that that person should be a Demon Dao Monk, since this is the case, then he is likely to be stationed near the 'Nine Secret Realms', otherwise he would not have let go of such a 'Demon Qi Spiritual Spring'." ”

Thinking of this, Yang Fan gritted his teeth, his heart was crossed, and he decided to dive into the depths of the source of demonic qi to give it a try.

Risks are often linked to great temptations.

Yang Fan decided to take a gamble.

Cautiously approaching the "Demonic Qi Spiritual Spring", Yang Fan stepped into the entrance of the spiritual spring the size of the wellhead with one foot, and his heart was shocked.

He only felt a gentle and pure demonic qi surging from under his feet, pouring straight into his limbs and hundreds of remains, and then slowly falling into the depths of the dantian, which was so natural.

The Nine Demon Qi in the dantian seemed to be a whirlpool, inducing these demonic qi to join his camp.

Yang Fansuo closed his eyes, exhaled and concentrated, and unfolded the Nine Demons Demon Qi on his body with all his strength, experiencing the vast and profound essence of the Demon Dao.

At this moment, his mind once again entered a pitch-black and deep space, countless burning demonic flames and obscure runes swirling in his mind, as if the primordial dark aura from ancient times was eroding his soul and body and mind little by little.

Rampy, indulgent, ruthless, killing, bloodthirsty, crazy, domineering......

Countless dark ravaging factors swirled around in his heart, forming a terrifying force that made the gods cry, slowly extending within his body.

If you can fully control this power and trample it under your feet, then you can achieve the supreme demonic path, look down on the eight desolations [***], go to heaven and earth, and be the only one;

This is the first way.

If you just use this power for your own use, release the primordial dark power, and fall into the Demon Dao, the Dacheng can become a generation of Demon Dao Grandmasters, proud of the world;

This is the second way.

However, if you are harnessed by this power, you will be completely demonized, I am the demon, the demon is me, and the great achiever can merge into the heavens and demons and exterminate all sentient beings.

This is the third way.

Go with me, go against me.

This is the Devil's Way!

Yang Fan's face twisted and struggled, and the pain was abnormal, and he was confronting this dark and tyrannical force that gathered heaven and earth.

If he couldn't defeat this power, he would lose the opportunity to advance to the First Supreme Demon Path, and thus fall into the last two realms.

Throughout the tens of millions of years of history of the Dongsheng Continent, there are almost no people who can overcome this level and trample the dark primordial power of heaven and earth under their feet!

Most of them enter the second path, and there are also those who enter the third path, but all of them are affected by the power of the demon path and lose their original surname.

As time passed, Yang Fan's face became more and more pale, and countless complicated emotions flashed in his eyes, and he was about to retreat from the first path.

After all, he is a small human being, how to compete with the primordial power of the countless dark and tyrannical factors of heaven and earth.

Regardless of him, this level can't even be done by countless demonic wizards through the ages.

Under normal circumstances, Yang Fan will withdraw from the first path and escape into the second path, that is, the path chosen by the vast majority of demon path cultivators.

However, at that last critical moment, Yang Fan's body suddenly surged with a gentle and cordial breath, as if it could contain everything in the world.

This breath seems to transcend the level of life, both above and into all things.

Yang Fan's complexion suddenly softened, his body and mind were extremely relaxed, and he opened his arms, with a faint wisp of almost translucent emerald halo on his body.

The halo was so faint that it was so faint that it was impossible to see its color.

Call!

Suddenly, the primordial power of thousands of dark and tyrannical factors in the vast world was integrated into this breath.

The black light in Yang Fan's eyes was gradually occupied by an extremely faint emerald halo, and it faded little by little.

At this moment, he smiled, gently stroked these powers, let them be more docile with him, and then entered his body.

After a long time, Yang Fan let out a long breath, and there was a strange look on his face.

"So this is the ...... of the Devil's Way"

Yang Fan muttered, having an indescribable illusion, feeling that he had a deeper understanding of the essence of the Nine Ghost Demon Skills.

After this mysterious demonic experience, he had crossed an unprecedented step.

As for how far he can go, and how difficult the journey will be, I am afraid no one can predict.

Call!

Yang Fan regained his composure, and his gaze fell on the demonic spirit spring again.

For some reason, when he gazed at this demonic spirit fountain again, he felt that the power contained in it had been greatly reduced, as if most of his spiritual power had been exhausted.

"Is it ......?"

Yang Fan began to check his body, his body was stronger, his demonic qi was more refined, and other than that, there seemed to be no other changes.

"I can't miss this opportunity, I hope that the remaining power of the Demon Qi Spirit Spring can help me cultivate the 'Nether Demon Flame'. ”

Yang Fan's face was resolute, and the whole person stepped into the well-sized demonic qi spiritual spring, and his body sank little by little.

If other demonic monks saw such an act, they would probably be shocked.

Low-level monks, jumping into the Demonic Qi Spiritual Spring like this, most of them will be infused with demonic energy, lose their original surname, or even explode directly to death.

However, after Yang Fan jumped into the Demonic Qi Spiritual Spring, he seemed to be fine, and he felt that these pure demonic qi would not hurt him.

The body sank little by little, and it was not until it was a hundred feet deep that it slowly stopped.

This is the place where the demonic energy is at its peak in the demonic spirit spring.

Yang Fansuo sat cross-legged on the spot, his eyes closed, and his mind was once again immersed in the vast dark space of the Nine Ghost Demon Skills.

As soon as his mind moved, the recipes and information about the Nether Demon Flame flooded into his mind.

This is not the first time he has attained enlightenment, and when he cultivated before, it was extremely difficult and full of peaks.

But this time, Yang Fan felt that his surname in this area had doubled or doubled, and he could understand many things that he couldn't understand before, but now he can understand them at a glance.

According to the magic technique, the demonic qi in Yang Fan's dantian formed a special vortex, slowly spinning.

Half a day later, a stream of demonic qi rose from the bottom of the Qingjiang River, forming a small whirlpool of about a foot.

Two days later, the whirlpool in Yang Fan's dantian became deep and pitch black, and the speed accelerated.

Five days later, the whirlpool on the surface of the river expanded to a square kilometer, glowing with a faint black light.

Ten days later, Yang Fan's eyes were pitch black, his hair stood on end, and his body was surrounded by mysterious gray runes, rippling with a strange fluctuation.

Half a month later, the whirlpool on the surface of the river rotated rapidly, and the small whirlpool formed by the condensation of the demonic qi in Yang Fan's dantian looked as if it was static, but in fact it had reached an extremely fast realm that was transformed from static to dynamic.

A month later, Yang Fan spit out a black demonic flame from his mouth, and the surrounding river roared and churned, and a large area disappeared, and immediately turned into turbidity, and there was a dead silence.

From this moment on, a trace of black flame spread out from his body, which looked faint and gentle, but released a breath that made the creatures around him tremble.

However, this is only the beginning of the Demon Flame.

Next, it's the most critical step.

Poof~

That trace of black flame returned to Yang Fan's body, devouring the demonic qi in the dantian and condensing it into a deep flame the size of a thumb.

Immediately, Yang Fan had spells in his mouth, and a ball of blood light broke out on his forehead, fusing with the mysterious runes that swirled around him.

Immediately after, there was a series of extremely rapid spells, and Yang Fan's hands were covered with dense black filaments, which turned into a cloud of black light at a certain moment, and the blood light and mysterious runes from the outside world were one.

"Knot!"

Yang Fan's eyes bloomed with a trembling black point of light, and he snorted coldly.

At the same time, on his originally broken forehead, a black mark like a cold moon appeared, flashing with mysterious brilliance.

Black light, essence blood, mysterious runes, all three in one.

A mysterious glow flashed, trembling and trembling, like a beating heart.

Burst!

Yang Fan unfolded his palm, and a deep flame the size of his thumb burst out, turning into a flame, enveloping the mysterious ghostly light.

Airplanes~

In an instant, a wisp of strange fluctuations rippled in the palm of Yang Fan's hand.

Rumble!

The river rolled, and the whirlpool exploded, stirring up a huge wave ten feet high.

Bang!

Not only that, but there was an explosion in the sky, and a thunderbolt fell from the sky.

Yang Fan's complexion changed, and a strange black flame in the palm of his hand flew out, and there was a strange ghost light in the center of it.

Shout!

At this moment, another sound of breaking the sky came from the sky.

A black light shot from the sky, and there was a thin old man in the light.

"Who dares to rob my demonic spirit spring!"

The thin old man was furious, and a powerful spiritual pressure pressed away.

"It's not good, it's actually a monk in the foundation building period, look at this spiritual pressure, at least he is a strong man in the late stage of foundation building!"

Yang Fan's complexion changed instantly, and his heart was cold.

With his cultivation in the early stage of concentrating, there was almost no chance to meet the powerhouses in the later stage of foundation building.

However, when the thin old man saw the mysterious demonic flame that flew into the void, he was stunned at first, and then the whole person's frightened soul flew away.

"Three Demon Flames!"

The thin old man screamed, his face was pale, he didn't want to think about it, he turned around and ran, and spit out a mouthful of essence blood from his mouth, which melted into the light, and his speed immediately increased several times, and he shot into the sky in the blink of an eye, and disappeared into this water.

He had just flown out a few miles when he came across a young man who was also a foundation-building monk.

"Brother Gu, what scared you like this?"

The young man said with a slight sarcasm.

"Three...... Three Demon Flame ......"

The thin old man looked shocked, slurred his words, and continued to flee.

"What...... Flames?"

The young man didn't hear clearly, but he spread his consciousness and flew forward for a while.

Soon, his divine sense caught a mysterious black flame, and in the center of the demonic flame there was a ghostly light, flashing and flashing, like a beating heartbeat, making people's souls tremble.

"Ah...... Three Demon Flames!"

The young man struck a spirit, his face was bloodless, he turned around and ran, his speed was no slower than that of the thin old man before, and his expression was even more embarrassed.

(To be continued)