Chapter 137: The Baptism of Heavenly Thunder

“Huh…”

Yang Fan felt something was wrong, and he felt that the powerful spiritual pressure in the later stage of foundation building disappeared without a trace.

In a vague way, he heard a scream, as if it was "Three Ghost Demon Flames", and then the pressure disappeared inexplicably.

At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged in the demonic energy spiritual spring hundreds of feet below the bottom of the Qingjiang River. The demonic energy flowing around him gradually loosened. Obviously, the pure demonic energy in the spiritual spring would be exhausted.

"It's going to run out so soon..."

He sighed, leaped gently, jumped out of the entrance of the spiritual spring as big as a well, and stood at the bottom of the Qingjiang River.

At this moment, he felt a special feeling.

Hesitate ~

There was a small dark cloud in the sky. Amid the lightning and thunder, a purple thunder as thick as a thumb condensed, and a terrifying force fell from the sky.

Buzz ~

The mysterious demon flame that had been fusion for many times made a trembling sound. The faint light from the heart of the flame flashed, as thrilling as a heartbeat, making the gods and ghosts tremble.

Whoosh!

The purple thunder as thick as a thumb fell from the sky, hitting the Netherworld Demon Flame.

The demonic flame trembled, and the faint light in the center immediately became a little dimmed.

In the dark, a tragic pain came.

"not good!"

Yang Fan's expression changed. How could he let the demonic flames he had worked hard to dissipate?

puff!

The demonic energy on his body shook, and Yang Fan turned into a black afterimage, broke through the water, flew into the void, and a ray of black light surged from his fingers, injecting into the demon flames.

In an instant, the magic flames were greatly boosted, and they actually competed with the power of the Heavenly Thunder, without admitting their defeat.

This situation is completely beyond common sense. Ordinary magical techniques will be subject to certain restraint when encountering the power of lightning.

Of course, the Netherworld Demon Flame is an extremely powerful magical power, and ordinary thunder and lightning power cannot control it.

However, at this moment it is facing the power of heavenly thunder.

Yang Fan felt awe-inspiring in his heart and madly injected the Nine Nether Demonic Aura into the demonic flame. At this moment, it was the baptism of the heavenly thunder when the "Nether Demonic Flame" was born.

Once it can be achieved, this demon flame will not be afraid of those magical powers that can restrain the demonic path in the future, and can even produce extremely powerful immunity.

If the failure is made, the mildest ones will be damaged and Yang Fan will be severely injured. If the severe ones, the demon flame will dissipate, Yang Fan's soul will be destroyed and his soul will be scattered.

Now is the key moment of life and death, honor and disgrace.

Was it ~

The power of lightning never stopped, and strands of thunder snakes were wrapped around the demonic flames, trying to kill them in the cradle.

Yang Fan was frightened and angry, feeling that the demon flame could not resist it, and as soon as the Nine Nether Demonic Qi in his body came out of his body, most of the thunder snake was annihilated.

In the blink of an eye, the demonic energy in Yang Fan's body was almost exhausted. Because all the demonic energy before was used to refine the Netherworld Demon Flame, it was already consumed.

As his face darkened, a light green air flowed out from Yang Fan's palm, which was striking with the dense raser along the magic flames.

Was it ~

The thunderstorm was consumed violently, and the demon flame was immediately fierce and began to counterattack, and began to erode the power of the scattered sky thunder little by little.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan was overjoyed and continued to inject a light green airflow.

At this stage, the power of the Immortal Hong Jue he practiced seems to contain a large amount of wood-type attributes. With his ability to defy heaven, he just restrained most of the power of thunder and lightning.

Waiting wit...

The power of the sky thunder is getting weaker and weaker, and the glimmer of light at the center of the Netherworld Demon Flame is getting brighter, giving people the illusion that it seems to be able to cover up the bright moon.

Finally, with the help of Yang Fan's Heaven-Defying Fairy Hong Jue, the Netherworld Demon Flame successfully experienced the baptism of thunder and lightning. The dark cloud in the void also disappeared out of thin air, extremely strange.

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Yang Fan's mind was shocked, he put away the slightly prototyped Netherworld Demon Flame, controlled the Qingfeng Sword, and flew towards the distance, and disappeared into the sky after a moment.

Thinking that the Netherworld Demon Flame has been baptized by the heavenly thunder, it is quite powerful, and all monks within a radius of hundreds of miles can probably be aware of it.

Sure enough, in a short while, some monks flew here one after another, but no clues were found.

Because Yang Fan was practicing deep in the Qingjiang River, the baptism of heavenly thunder was also above the water. After he left, everything was flooded by the turbulent river water of Qingjiang River.

"I just saw a thunder coming here, and the momentum was quite loud. I thought that some spiritual creatures in heaven and earth had been baptized by the thunder..."

"It's really a thunder?" Someone questioned: "I don't think so, maybe it was a high-level monk who fought here."

"Fuck... that's not... not ordinary lightning."

A stuttering voice came, and a very ugly boy was speaking. He looked at the man just now with contempt.

"Hmph, just your words?" The man glanced at him and retorted.

Was it a joke~

The ugly boy's hands staggered, creating a powerful arc that flashed through the air.

Thunder and lightning magic!

The monks around were all shocked.

It is rare for a person who masters the supernatural power of thunder and lightning.

If Yang Fan was present, he would definitely recognize this person as his identity at a glance. Wasn’t that Hu Fei, a genius from Yuwu Villa who escaped with the spoils?

"Hmph...that's not...it's not ordinary lightning, it's hard...you haven't...didn't you... feel...the power of heaven!"

Hu Fei glanced at the man before him with contempt.

"I'm right. I was close to you just now and I felt a power from the world, but I was not sure." Another cultivator in the concentrating stage said.

"Maybe I'm too far away and I don't feel it." The man who had previously retorted with Hu Fei turned red and fled away in shame, but he would not continue to be embarrassed in front of everyone.

"Oh... if I was there just now, then... would be fine. But... I can help... share some lightning and lightning baptism."

Hu Fei said a little depressed.

It was so uncomfortable for people around him to listen to him, but they finally understood.

Help share the baptism of lightning?

These people looked at him with the look of looking at the idiot, and then dispersed one after another.

As we all know, when facing the heavenly tribulation, outsiders are not allowed to interfere, otherwise they may be subject to additional "care" by heavenly thunder.

"Hmph. White...Idiot!"

Hu Fei looked at the scattered crowd with contempt, and then flew in a certain direction along the tributary of the Qingjiang River.

After flying for dozens of miles, he suddenly saw a familiar figure, which seemed to be a second-generation elder in Yuwu Villa.

"Ah! Hurry up... Run!"

Hu Fei's expression changed and he quickly flew towards the remote corner of the Qingjiang River bank.

He took the risk of running away with his trophy, and was wanted by "Rainfo Villa", so he had a gaze of a snake.

The figure in the distance looked at the son running away for no reason, and was a little puzzled: "Have you met an idiot..."

call out!

Hu Fei was willing to consume his energy. A red band of light extended from the sky with a flying sword under his feet. The sound of breaking through the air was like thunder and lightning. He looked for a hidden corner to fly. In a moment, he finally threw the man away.

Huh!

He continued to breathe, and soon, he came to the cliff with dense bushes in the Qingjiang River and said with lingering fear: "Finally... I finally shook him... I got rid of him."

But at this moment, Hu Fei suddenly felt an extremely depressing aura, and black shadows could be seen faintly in the jungle, alternating light and dark, extremely strange.

This is obviously aura of demonic power.

Could it be that the demon cultivator is practicing here?

Hu Fei is a rough-minded person who claims to have the power of thunder and lightning in his hands, but he is not afraid of ordinary demon cultivators.

So, with a little curiosity, he walked into the jungle, stepped on the moldy shrubs, making a "squeaking" sound.

Before I could get close to the jungle, I heard a cold voice: "Who is it!"

A stern murderous aura came straight through.

"Who...who is afraid of who?"

Hu Fei held his head up and walked into the jungle, with a few rays of lightning flashing in his palms.

When he walked into the dense forest, he happened to see a slender man in black robe. His eyebrows were like swords and his face was like cold ice. He was surrounded by mysterious runes that were floating around him, and a mysterious and eternal dark aura came.

What's more special is that there is a crescent mark on the middle of the eyebrows, and a dark flame is floating on the palm of the hand. There is a mysterious light in the heart of the flame, which is light and dark, flashing, making people tremble with their hearts.
To be continued...