An Wuqing has been in the three realms for many years, and even had the experience of killing a dragon with his bare hands. He can be said to be a legend in the demon world.
It is precisely because of him that the An family has been able to survive for tens of thousands of years and firmly maintain its reputation as the eighth family in the demon world.
As a super master who has exceeded the limit in this world, he spends most of his time cultivating his understanding and basically does not take action.
This is also the agreement between the Holy Ancestors.
Otherwise, it would be easy for the Holy Ancestor to destroy the other family. If they take revenge on each other, the world would be in chaos.
But An Qingrui never imagined that the Anfu, which had been peaceful for tens of thousands of years, would one day be visited by someone.
No matter how well-educated he is, he can't sit still.
If he doesn't get out of seclusion, the great foundation he has created will probably be ruined. Although he can avenge his descendants, bloodline is the most important thing for a family to continue.
"Zhuo Yifan, are you a human? Are you the one who wants to destroy the family I created?"
An Wuqing frowned and looked at Zhuo Yifan in the distance, but his expression gradually became serious: "You have not transcended the tribulation, but you can burst out such terrifying power. You came out of the secret realm."
Zhuo Yifan said: "Sure enough, I have good eyesight. It seems that I have been to the secret realm often before." Zhuo Yifan also looked at An Qingqing and nodded secretly.
Based on his momentum alone, he is much more terrifying than the two brothers Zhao Wencheng and Zhao Wenwu.
They are both real magic masters, so why is there such a big gap?
"Very good, Zhuo Yifan, you are very courageous and very powerful. If you don't provoke our An family, you may be able to live for a long time and achieve some achievements. Unfortunately, you succeeded in irritating me, although temporarily
I can’t use my full strength, but it should be enough to kill you.”
Zhuo Yifan gently waved the Sage of the Saint, looking very relaxed and comfortable: "I really don't know where your confidence comes from. Could it be that tens of thousands of years of easy life have degraded your brain. Today, the An family has left
It’s the end.”
An Wuqing laughed loudly: "Zhuo Yifan, you really don't know how high the sky is. If my An family is so easy to destroy, how can it survive for tens of thousands of years? Do you really think that my An family has no masters?"
He groaned in a low voice, and along with the weird summoning spell, the entire dark palace shook violently.
Whoosh whoosh!
One after another figures rushed out from the ground, like rockets piercing the sky, directly surrounding Zhuo Yifan, forming a magic circle.
Zhuo Yifan took a closer look and saw that those who flew out after breaking the seal were actually real demon masters. There were six of them in total, and together with An Qingqing, there were seven.
"The eight major families really deserve their reputation. They actually have so many real demon masters. It's rare, it's really rare!"
Zhuo Yifan sighed sincerely.
An Wuqing sneered, "Do you still think you have a chance of winning now?"
Zhuo Yifan curled his lips and said: "That's not necessarily the case. It's just a few real demon masters who want to kill me. It's not enough."
"How arrogant. A human kid who has just advanced to the Mahayana stage thinks he is invincible after just a few adventures. Today, I will kill you here."
An Qingqing couldn't bear it any longer and boldly ordered: "Kill him!"
Several old men snorted coldly and took action together.
【Space Confinement】!
These people were afraid that Zhuo Yifan would escape, so they sealed off the space as soon as they took action, layer by layer, sealing off Zhuo Yifan and themselves together, forming an indestructible fighting space.
Zhuo Yifan smiled slightly: "It seems that you are planning to fight to the death."
"Zhuo Yifan, surrender now and surrender your original soul to me. I can spare your life, otherwise, both your soul and soul will be destroyed."
An Wuqing said in a conspiratorial tone.
Zhuo Yifan glanced at the battle space and said: "The space perception is good. It has completely reached the realm of transformation. Several layers of space are superimposed and they fit perfectly without any conflicts. It seems that you have been cooperating frequently."
He raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a hint of evil charm: "You seven people must have been invincible in these years and have killed many powerful people."
An Qingqing said proudly: "Of course, the seven of us are good brothers. We grew up and practiced together. We are like one person. The combination of seven people is invincible in the world and can kill demons. You are only in the Mahayana period and have no chance of winning."
Zhuo Yifan sighed: "What I mean is, if a few die, wouldn't you have no chance of winning against the enemy in the future?"
"This guy is so arrogant, it would be better if he is destroyed."
"Ignorant children dare to provoke us. If we don't kill them, it will make people think that we are easy to bully."
"Why are you talking so much nonsense to him? He's just a human, just kill him."
Everyone was furious and glared at Zhuo Yifan fiercely. Strong pressure gathered together to suppress him.
Zhuo Yifan laughed loudly and said proudly: "Why do you have to be so hypocritical? Come on together, it will save me from chasing you everywhere."
"Presumptuous, kill him!" An Wuqing couldn't bear it anymore, and with a flash of his hand, he took out a long sword.
The demonic energy was surging above it, and it kept making screams. It was obviously another evil magic treasure that was refined with countless demon lives.
The other six people also took out their magic treasures and rushed towards Zhuo Yifan.
In an instant, three flying swords, three long knives, and an ax were about to engulf Zhuo Yifan.
Each of these demonic treasures has a demonic aura soaring into the sky. Just this aura can shock an expert in the tribulation period to death and make him unable to stand up.
Zhuo Yifan sneered. The Sword of the Saint is simply the nemesis of the demons. It has its own aura of justice and is naturally capable of suppressing the demonic aura. In addition, Zhuo Yifan uses the power of faith, a high-level power to stimulate and increase the growth rate.
After that, it was even more amazing.
The [Xuanwu Divine Armor] also upgrades according to the physical constitution, and its defense power is amazing. Even if a Mahayana master uses a magic weapon to cut it, it may not be able to cut it.
Of course, these are all real demon masters, but the attacks of real demon masters still cannot cause complete damage to Zhuo Yifan, and the Xuanwu Divine Armor can remove at least half of it.
This is terrifying.
Little did the seven of them know that not only was Zhuo Yifan's own strength terrifying, his equipment was also extremely abnormal.
Facing the terrifying attack, Zhuo Yifan sneered, took a step forward, raised his holy sword and struck straight down.
boom!
The brilliant sword energy carries an aura of incomparable justice, just like the scorching sun burning the snow, instantly tearing a big hole in the front.
The protective net composed of seven people did not last for a second before Zhuo Yifan escaped directly.
This had never happened before, and the seven people were immediately stunned.
When the seven people attack together and take the lead, there has never been a precedent for the opponent to directly tear through the magic circle and escape. This is completely beyond their knowledge, and even the masters of the devil cannot do it.
Zhuo Yifan secretly smiled bitterly. It seemed simple to tear through the space of the magic circle, but the consumption was a bit high. According to this consumption, the power of his faith would not last long.