The leader's voice was filled with unconcealable anger.
He originally thought that the person who took away the spiritual veins was really a peerless strongman from the Beichen Sect.
If this is the case, even with his strength and identity, he would not dare to confront the opponent head-on, and he will definitely suffer this embarrassing loss.
But now using secret techniques to investigate, the other party turned out to be a Nascent Soul Stage monk. He looked to be in his twenties, a boy with no hair at all.
To the True Immortal of Transcending Tribulation, Yuanying stage monks are like humble ants that can be crushed to death with just a few fingers.
On the other side, feeling his anger, Yan Jingfeng was so frightened that he quickly explained:
"Senior Ye looks like he only has Nascent Soul cultivation, but in fact this is just an appearance. His true strength is outrageous! A few months ago, I teamed up with Red King Huo Juechen, but we were no match for him! Yesterday
The Jade-Faced Man Jiang Han also once provoked Senior Ye, but he was instantly killed with one move and died without a burial place! Lord Leader, if you don't believe it, you can ask the big guys, they can all testify for me!"
"That's right! I can prove the evil sword!" Venerable Xuanming said.
"Senior Ye did indeed kill the Jade-Faced Man Jiang Han in front of us!"
"Only the True Immortal who has transcended the tribulation can instantly kill the eighth-level monk who transforms into a god!"
For a moment, the voice in the venue was one-sided, and everyone stood up to testify for Yan Jingfeng.
"What nonsense!"
The leader sternly scolded: "Are you questioning me? With my strength, I still can't see the depth of that guy?"
"Don't dare!" Yan Jingfeng shook his head quickly, but still said tremblingly: "But... he did kill Jiang Han in front of all of us!"
"Hmph!" The leader sneered and asked: "If he is really that strong, why is he running away in embarrassment now? If he is really a strong man from the Holy Land, why does he only need half of his spiritual vein? He just swallowed it for himself. What can you do?
"
Father, like son.
The leader's words awakened the dreamer.
Many people in the venue suddenly woke up.
"Yes! If he really has supreme strength, there is no need to spit out the remaining half of his spiritual veins. This is a sign of guilty conscience!"
"Could it be that...we were really deceived?!"
"Damn it! A mere Nascent Soul Stage cultivator is actually fooling us around?"
…
For a time, many demons in the arena were filled with indignation, ashamed and angry. They wished they could catch Ye Fan immediately and cut him into pieces to relieve their hatred.
And Yan Jingfeng's expression was even more ugly.
As early as in the seventh-level hell of Huolingxing, he was frightened by Ye Fan. Not only did he kneel down and bark like a dog, he was also scared to death. At that time, Ye Fan was only a golden elixir cultivator.
Looking at it this way, Ye Fan is really not a terrifying giant demon lord, he just cultivated some special magical power to play with everyone.
Suddenly, the leader made a finger gesture, and with a thought in his mind, his consciousness attached to the blood eagle, and he glanced at Ye Fan fiercely through the eyes of the blood eagle.
"Stab it!"
Although this glance is invisible, it contains the supreme will of the True Immortal to overcome the tribulation, which can destroy everything, just like a divine sword cutting through thorns and thorns.
In an instant, Ye Fan felt like a light on his back, and his whole body was tense, like an animal encountering a natural enemy.
"boom!"
The next moment, he felt an invisible heavy hammer hitting his consciousness, and the Nascent Soul located in the Niwan Palace in the Upper Dantian seemed to be blasted out.
Ye Fan's face turned pale, his whole body was shaken, as if he had turned into a dying patient in an instant.
The power of a single glance is much more terrifying than the soul-destroying arrow of Lian Hua Gongzi.
Without any hesitation, Ye Fan immediately took out the impure spiritual spring he had obtained before and drank it in order to repair the damaged consciousness.
"Xiaofan, look at the sky, you have been discovered!" Mr. Wei said solemnly.
Ye Fan raised his head and looked up, only to see a blood eagle hovering high in the sky. The eyes of the eagle were full of domineering look at the world, which made people feel heart-stopping.
Although he didn't know what secret technique the leader used, he also knew that his location had been discovered.
In terms of realm, Ye Fan is only in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Being able to cross more than a dozen small realms and instantly kill the Jade-Faced Mandarin Jiang Han at the eighth level of divine transformation is already a miracle.
If this matter spreads out, it will be enough to make the entire Tianshu star boil.
But facing the real immortal transcending tribulation, no matter how confident he is, it will be of no avail.
Although the Taishang Yin is powerful, it must be able to hit the opponent.
I'm afraid Ye Fan didn't even have time to get close to the leader, and was directly obliterated by the opponent's magical power.
escape!
The only solution for now is to escape!
At the teleportation altar of the Yunhai Immortal Sect, there should be dozens of elders from the outer dean of the ninth level of divine transformation gathered at the moment. As long as you escape there, you will be safe.
As soon as he thought of this, Ye Fan's eyes were hot, and he frantically absorbed the power of pure Yang in half of the spiritual veins. The energy filled his feet, and his body was as fast as lightning.
…
at the same time.
The leader and hundreds of other demons all witnessed Ye Fan's escape through the bronze mirror.
"How brave!" The leader shouted: "A mere Yuanying stage monk dared to steal something from me, and he succeeded! Yan Jingfeng, Venerable Xuanming, Taoist Kumu... you are all just eating dry food.
Is it?"
He named several strong men one after another, full of rebuke.
"My subordinates are incompetent!"
"My subordinates deserve death, please give us a chance to make meritorious deeds!"
"Yes! That kid deceived us. If I catch him, I will cut him into pieces!"
"Only his blood can wash away that sin!"
The eyes of hundreds of demons in the field spurted out angry flames, clamoring to fight Ye Fan desperately.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the leader suddenly stood up from the Blood Throne.
At this stop, everything turned upside down and everything changed.
Everyone felt that everything in their sight had disappeared, leaving only the tall figure of the leader, reaching the sky and stepping on the underworld.
There is no one in the world who can compare with him. He can only bow his head and worship him.
At this time, the leader looked down at the people below with his condescending gaze, and ordered: "You will go out with me on the expedition! If you don't kill him, you will die!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the leader's figure flashed, like the sky hanging upside down, and flew towards the direction of Ye Fan.
Yan Jingfeng, Venerable Xuanming and other demonic masters immediately followed behind.
It’s like a group of demons dancing wildly!
…
Under the pressure of death, Ye Fan drove all the way, flying at lightning speed, crazily squeezing the potential in his body.
In just half an hour, he had already traveled thousands of miles, but he was still very far away from the teleportation circle of Yunhai Immortal Sect.
Suddenly, Ye Fan's body shook and he felt an extremely terrifying aura coming from behind.
He looked back subconsciously, and an incredible scene appeared in his sight.
Looking from a distance, at the far end of the skyline, an unspeakable darkness is surging forward.
In nature, the sun sets, the moon rises, and darkness falls. This should be a gradual process.
But now, the whole world seems to have turned dark in an instant.
In just a few breaths, the terrifying darkness came from far to near, like a tide coming from all directions. It was like a dark natural disaster, and it didn't know how many miles it had traveled, as if it was about to drown Ye Fan.
In that darkness, Ye Fan felt an unprecedented evil aura!
Sins in the secular world are often accompanied by selfish desires, greed, anger, ignorance and other distracting thoughts!
But this evil aura is extremely pure, without any impurities at all, like the source of evil.
This was the first time Ye Fan encountered such a breath, and he shuddered deep in his soul.
And in the center of the darkness, there is still the scarlet Blood Throne.
On the throne, the leader showed a fierce look, looked at Ye Fan from a distance, and shouted: "I am the Lord of the Black Sea Forest Prison! Weak scum, as humble as an ant, stop immediately and hand over your spiritual veins, I can give it to you
Leave a whole body!"
The leader's voice was like a demonic sound filling his ears, heading straight into Ye Fan's ears. It also contained a very vicious spiritual attack that was hard to guard against.
However, Ye Fan had no intention of stopping at all. Instead, he frantically mobilized his inner energy, tapped all the potential in his body, and accelerated his escape.
Are you kidding me?
No matter how stupid Ye Fan is, he can't stop!
Just now, the leader could deal a heavy blow to his consciousness with just a casual glance through the eyes of the Blood Eagle.
Now that the leader is here in person, if he is caught, he will definitely die without a burial place.
"Huh! I don't know whether to live or die!"
Looking at Ye Fan's escaping back, the leader sneered, turned to look at the hundreds of demons behind him, and said: "With my identity, it is too cheap to deal with a Nascent Soul monk. I will give you a chance to make up for your mistakes -
Kill him! Whoever is the first to take back the spiritual veins from his hands will be rewarded with a heavenly elixir!"
As soon as these words came out, the hundreds of demons all had scorching eyes and went completely crazy.
The heaven-level elixir can only be refined by the true immortal who has overcome the tribulation. It can seize the creation of heaven and earth and invade the mysteries of the sun and moon. It is extremely precious and hard to find.
"Ho ho ho... go for it!"
"That kid is playing tricks on us. If we don't kill him, we won't be able to vent our anger!"
"What bullshit Beichen sect strongman is, he's just a bluffing liar!"
"Let him know how powerful our Black Sea Prison is!"
Hundreds of demons roared hysterically, summoned all kinds of spiritual weapons, and rushed towards Ye Fan with great momentum.
Now that Ye Fan's identity was exposed, they had no fear and wanted to immediately take Ye Fan's head to the leader to receive the reward.
For a time, Ye Fan fell into an unprecedented danger.
If fighting alone, he is not afraid of anyone.
However, hundreds of demons joined forces and their attacks were so weird that Ye Fan couldn't resist them. What's more, there was a leader not far away who was watching eagerly.
Three hundred meters!
Two hundred meters!
One hundred meters!
Fifty meters!
…
Those demons were getting closer and closer to Ye Fan, and Ye Fan could even feel those evil and evil auras, surrounding him like a raging tide.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
More than a dozen spiritual weapons shot out and stabbed towards Ye Fan.
He tried his best to move and dodge, just like the dancer walking on the tip of the knife, but there were always times when he couldn't dodge.
"Stab it!"
A white bone sword stabbed his spine. Although Cangtian Hegemon's body was extremely powerful, he was not injured.
But because of this stab, his figure staggered and his speed was inevitably a little slower.
In an instant, those spiritual weapons were like eyes, stabbing at Ye Fan crazily.
"Keng! Keng! Keng!"
The sharp blade slashed at Ye Fan's body, causing sparks to fly and the sound of gold and iron clashing.
Ye Fan's original forward posture was suddenly blocked. Hundreds of demons behind him took advantage of the situation to pursue him. The nearest few people were less than ten meters away from him.
In this situation, even if Ye Fan uses the Taishang Seal to kill a few evil cultivators, the remaining demons will completely surround him.
At that time, he will not be able to fly out even if he has wings.
At the critical moment, Mr. Wei's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "Xiao Fan, taking advantage of the time just now, I absorbed a lot of pure Yang power and restored a lot of strength!"
Hearing this, Ye Fan was overjoyed.
"Don't be too happy too early!" Mr. Wei immediately poured cold water on him and said: "These mobs are certainly not something to be afraid of, but the leader of the Black Sea Forest Prison is not a good person. He has definitely survived more than one calamity. It is difficult for me to overcome the strength I have recovered.
Him! Next, I will temporarily borrow your body. Whether I can escape or not depends on God's will!"
"boom!"
The next moment, Ye Fan only felt an epic prehistoric power pouring into his body, as if he had turned on the Saiyan mode, but before he could react, he completely lost control of his body.
Immediately afterwards, Mr. Wei controlled Ye Fan's body, raised his right hand, and let out an earth-shattering shout: