Chapter nine hundred and eighty one: Fierce battle
After taking the Qingling Stone given by Nie Fan, the big man rushed into the bloody castle not far away without looking back. Looking at the big man's back, Nie Fan and Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of emotion.
A look of worry.
"Silly big man, you must get that piece of rubbish for me. I'm waiting for you outside!" Xiaoxiao shouted.
The big man paused for a moment, then smiled at Nie Fan and the others, and then resolutely stepped into the Scarlet Castle. The moment the big man's footsteps fell into the Scarlet Castle, the whole world suddenly trembled.
Got up.
The expressions of Nie Fan, Xiaoxiao, and Yan Yue changed instantly.
"Damn it!" Xiaoxiao was furious. But in an instant, an invisible force directly disrupted everything here. Suddenly, bloody hurricanes came down and knocked Nie Fan and the others away in an instant.
Bang Bang Xiaolian rolled on the ground a few times before trying to stabilize his body. Nie Fan also looked not very good, his clothes were a little messy, and Yan Yue's face was pale and there was blood on the corners of her mouth.
The moment the three of them stabilized their bodies, the world suddenly started to spin. Then Nie Fan found that his body was suddenly out of his control and was sent directly to another place by a force. When Nie Fan and the others opened their eyes,
At that moment, the world here was no longer the same world that appeared before.
Looking at the unfamiliar environment, surrounded by golden desert, Nie Fan also saw some monks with frightened eyes appearing in the distance from him.
"Out?"
Yan Yue immediately wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and looked at Nie Fan with frightened eyes. Xiaoxiao's body was covered in terrifying black and white flames, and the entire sky was filled with fire at this moment.
With a terrifying hot breath, the desert beneath Xiao Xiao's body melted rapidly.
Those in the distance were shocked when they felt the terror of the flames on Xiao Xiao's body. At this time, even the third young master of the Netherworld Sect was also shocked and looked at Nie Fan and the others with solemn eyes.
"Are you from the Netherworld Sect?" Nie Fan was furious at this time. He wanted to wait for the big man to come out, but something happened in that ghost place. It was obviously the golden desert he had seen before.
"So what?" The Netherworld Sect members did not deny it but looked at Nie Fan and the others coldly.
"You have a grudge against the people of the Netherworld Sect. It is said that Mingqiu of the Netherworld Sect entered the sixth level of Yuan Sheng a year ago. I think his cultivation is very powerful now." Yan Yue reminded in a low voice.
"I will kill even the geniuses of the seventh level of Yuan Sheng. It is impossible to resolve the hatred between the Netherworld Sect and me." Nie Fan said coldly.
A black bone-like weapon appeared in Nie Fan's hand. With the appearance of the black bone, a powerful blood surged out. The next moment, Nie Fan rushed out without looking back and went straight to him.
The third young master of Netherworld Sect.
Nie Fan will not use the Divine Pearl this time. If Nie Fan wants to truly defeat the Netherworld Sect, he will not hesitate if he can kill him.
Seeing Nie Fan rushing over, the three members of the Netherworld Sect suddenly sneered.
"How dare a rubbish at the fourth level of Yuan Sheng dare to be so arrogant? He simply doesn't know how to write the word "death"!" The Nether Sect strongman at the fifth level of Yuan Sheng immediately laughed angrily and rushed towards Nie Fan in an instant.
"You are not qualified to fight with me." Nie Fan snorted coldly.
Storm Wings suddenly appeared behind Nie Fan. In an instant, Nie Fan's speed surged, and he appeared directly in front of the man. The black bones in his hands suddenly split open.
There was a cracking sound of bones breaking, followed by a miserable howl, and then everyone saw a monk from the Netherworld Sect who couldn't straighten his upper body being kicked hard by Nie Fan and flew out.
"I told you, you are not qualified to fight with me." Nie Fan sneered and pointed directly at the third young master of the Netherworld Sect.
"Seeing how powerful you Nie Fan is, the third young master of Netherworld Sect became serious but did not leave. In his opinion, it was his mission to bring Nie Fan's head out of the void sea. When he came in,
My father said that whoever can take Nie Fan's head back will be the next sect leader."
"He is the third child. There are five people from the Netherworld Sect who have come here. His strength ranks second. The peak of the fifth level of Yuan Sheng has condensed the phantom of the original body."
"Darkness envelops!"
The third young master of the Netherworld Sect suddenly shouted angrily, and quickly formed seals with his hands. A stream of rich source energy rushed out from his palms, forming a terrifying huge light shield that enveloped him.
Boom Nie Fan bombarded twice in a row but could not blast away the black light shield. This made Nie Fan change his color slightly. The second strongest man in the Netherworld Sect was indeed no joke.
"Boy, you are missing one person, where is that person? Isn't he dead?" At this time, the old man also looked at the little two coldly.
"Old dog, who do you think is dead? Grandpa is going to kill you today. This is not your world for an old and immortal thing. If you come here even if you are about to die, haven't you lived enough?" Xiaoxiao cursed angrily behind him.
In an instant, a terrifying giant beast shadow appeared.
"court death!"
The old man was immediately angry, but his expression was extremely solemn. Although he had stepped into the sixth level of Yuan Sheng here, after all, he was not young. Now he fought desperately to get in and finally stepped into the sixth level of Yuan Sheng. However, at this time, a small burst of breath came out.
Definitely not weaker than him. Obviously Xiaoxiao is only a layer of paper away from the sixth level of Yuan Sheng. As long as Xiaoxiao is willing, he can hit the sixth level of Yuan Sheng now.
"Fire Dragon Staff!"
Xiaoxiao shouted angrily, and the Yin and Yang fire that swirled around quickly formed a huge scepter that was held in Xiaoxiao's hand. The next moment, a terrifying king's majesty suddenly surged out of Xiaoxiao's body.
, now is the first time that Xiaoxiao uses Yin and Yang fire as a guide to pull Xiaoxiao's mysterious martial skill Fire Dragon Staff.
The violent storm was so hot that it spread rapidly in all directions with Xiaoxiao as the center. Only Yan Yue didn't feel how powerful the heat was because Xiaoxiao controlled it.
At this time, a black coffin board suddenly appeared in Nie Fan's hand. He picked it up and smashed it hard against the black light mask.
An extremely cold aura suddenly erupted with the appearance of the black coffin board. The moment this extremely cold aura appeared, the expressions of the remaining three people who had defected to the Netherworld Sect changed.
"This is such a treasure. Is it the Yin King's coffin board?" A monk suddenly exclaimed. It was also recorded in the ancient books of the Netherworld Sect.
The Yin King practices Netherworld gas, which is how his Netherworld Sect got its name. It was rumored that the first generation leader of the Netherworld Sect was the legendary Yin King. However, the Yin King has disappeared without a trace for eight thousand years.
It’s been a long time.
"picture!"
At this time, the third young master of Nether Sect in the black light mask looked at the Yin King's coffin board held in Nie Fan's hand, and his eyes suddenly filled with a strong look of greed.
Nie Fan held the coffin board and blasted the black light shield. The next moment, he hit the third young master of Netherworld Sect with the coffin board.
This guy was startled, and at this moment he was also confused and confused. His previous cold and arrogant attitude had already become a little messy at this moment.
The Yin King's coffin board originally contained extremely cold air. The Nether Kung Fu he practiced in the Netherworld Sect also transformed the vitality into cold cold air to fight against the enemy. But since Nie Fan can control the Yin King's coffin board, Nie Fan can control it.
Fan is not afraid of their cold aura at all.
"Kill him together. Whoever grabs this Yin King's coffin, I will definitely let the sect master teach you the skills and let you step into the sixth level of Yuan Sheng."
The third young master of Netherworld Sect also knew at this time that Nie Fan was not that easy to deal with, especially now that Nie Fan was holding the Yin King's coffin board that made him extremely fearful.
Nie Fan smashed the coffin board so hard that the ground trembled rapidly and cracks appeared.
This made the three members of the Netherworld Sect extremely distressed. This was simply a waste of natural resources.
Looking at the fiery Nie Fan from a distance, Yan Yue's heart moved slightly. Such an unusual weapon was even more unusual than her hat.
"Hey, I'm a fellow-minded person, I seem to have fallen in love with you." Yan Yue smiled and immediately blushed, looking at Nie Fan, who was holding the coffin board with both hands and smashing it.
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"roll!"
At this time, Xiaoxiao's side was also extremely hot. This old guy was obsessed with not persisting in his strength. However, Xiaoxiao was so angry that he was absolutely furious and pressed the old guy hard to attack him.
Xiaoxiao is not worried about running out of energy. Nie Fan naturally doesn't worry about running out of energy in Xiaoxiao.
With a loud bang, the small fire dragon staff hit an earth-yellow shield in front of the old man, and a powerful energy storm suddenly surged out.
The fire dragon staff, which was one meter high, looked a bit nondescript in his hand, but it made everyone's scalp numb. The aura erupted by the old man was definitely the sixth level of Yuan Sheng, but at this time, he was still at the peak of the fifth level of Yuan Sheng.
Xiaoxiao could only defend himself, Xiaoxiao's fiery attacks made the old man feel bitter in his heart.
"Wait for me, I don't believe you can't use up all your energy." The old man sneered. At this time, he was defensive and did not take the initiative, obviously waiting for the moment when Xiao Xiao was depressed.
But with Nie Fan's arrival, the small attacks became more violent.
"Gyrannosaurus Fist!"
Nie Fan and Xiao Xiao looked at each other and immediately smiled. Both of them used the Tyrannosaurus Fist. In an instant, two loud dragon roars resounded throughout the ten-mile radius, and then they saw the huge dragon behind Xiao Xiao.
The phantom suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, and a terrifying energy spread out.
At this moment, Nie Fan's arm was covered with dragon scales. An explosive force spread on his right fist, and his left hand instantly grasped the black bone. He lifted his steps and appeared in front of the third young master of the Netherworld Sect.
in front of my eyes.
"You are lucky to die in my hands." Nie Fan sneered, and the Fengyun Wings behind him suddenly started to flap rapidly. At this moment, Nie Fan's Tyrannosaurus Fist suddenly struck with lightning speed.
And coming out at the same time was a wind knife that stabbed and tore open the void.