Chapter 524: The situation reverses

Scream-

The dazzling beam of gold and silver colored lights cut through the area where the black smoke was dispersed, and disappeared from the Black Wind Demon Emperor's vision in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, Yang Fan appeared in front of a pretty figure wrapped in black wind in front of him, and reached out to capture him.

“How is that easy?”

The Black Wind Demon Emperor sneered, and with a "swish shout", the Black Wind suddenly shook and rolled Saint Ye Han in another direction.

Immediately, the black cloak behind the Black Wind Demon Emperor waved, and a trace of gleam flowed. With a "whisper" sound, it turned into a blurred residual light, and its speed was no less than that of Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was about to pursue Ye Han, but he heard the strong wind coming from behind.

The golden wings behind him shook, and a golden light blade rolled towards the Black Wind Demon Emperor like a storm.

Swish!

The Black Wind Demon Emperor shook his body, flashing through the sudden attack, and appeared in another area.

Yang Fan was shocked. The other party's magical powers were rare and strange.

What is even more incredible is that the black cloak behind the Black Wind Demon Emperor is engraved with mysterious and distant patterns, and no wind automatically.

The unique aura of this object made Yang Fan feel a little familiar, but he didn't expect it for a while.

"Boss Yang, I'll catch that woman."

At this moment, Hu Fei jumped out of the house with a little guilty face.

It was because of his negligence that Yang Fan lost the advantages he originally had.

After saying that, he turned into a purple beam of light and chased Yehan.

Ye Han was carried away by the strange spell of the Black Wind Demon Emperor, but it was definitely impossible to get far.

Once the distance is too far, the spell will naturally dissipate.

A strange color flashed in the Black Wind Demon Emperor's eyes. Just as he was about to pursue, Yang Fan's hand drew a blue ray of light, blocking all his way.

He paused, and the black wind was shaking all over his body. The magnificent blue glow would shift bizarrely after approaching the black wind.

Even if I pass by, it will only make the black wind turbulent.

Bang bang bang...

At this moment, Hu Fei had just chased Saint Ye Han, but was blocked by an unknown barbarian monk.

Hu Fei naturally fought, but the barbarian monk was very strong and did not lose in a short period of time.

Yang Fan confronted the Black Wind Demon Emperor for a glance, swayed in the void, and launched an unpredictable fight between gods and ghosts. For a moment, phantoms were endless and dazzled.

At a time when the battle was in progress, Yang Fan had an idea and a three-meter-long golden armored scorpion king appeared in front of him.

Swish!

The Golden Armored Poisonous Scorpion King was as fast as lightning and rushed towards the Black Wind Demon Emperor.

The black wind magic revealed a strange color, and a cold light flashed through his eyes. With a wave of his hand, a black snake with red eyes appeared in front of him, which turned out to be a monster.

The Golden Armored Poisonous Scorpion King and the Black were immediately entangled.

Swish!

Then, Yang Fan and the Black Wind Demon Emperor flashed to both sides of the void and confronted each other from afar.

The two of them were afraid of each other, but they were not sure and could not do anything to each other.

"Ao..."

A roar suddenly heard in the distant void.

Hu Fei suddenly raised his head and spit out a dark purple bead from his mouth. A shocking light of lightning spread, causing the barbarian monk who was fighting with him to scream, his whole body was charred and numb.

“Inheritance Treasure…”

The Black Wind Demon Emperor was shocked and actually recognized the origin of this thing at a glance.

Yang Fan sneered inwardly that this bead was one of the seven inherited spirit beads that were famous in the inner sea.

Immediately, a green tentacle was shot out from Hu Fei's palm, and the light flashed, turning the barbarian monk into coke.

The sword suddenly surged, turning into ten feet long, emitting a irresistible power.

The three great masters of the barbarians all changed their colors: "The magic weapon for spirituality..."

"Stop doing it?"

Feng Wujue shouted loudly, opened his mouth and spit out a golden dazzling light. A golden sword shot out and stabbed into the barbarian camp.

Sanqing Sanren, the ancestor of Blood Refining looked at each other and immediately sent an order to launch an attack.

"kill--"

Hundreds of thousands of monks in the Northern Qin Alliance were powerful and with shocking power, they rushed towards the barbarian camp.

"not good!"

The three barbarian masters were panicked, but Shi Qianhan's magic sword had already been slashed, killing the strongest black-faced master.

Ding ~~~

A gong in the black-faced Tianshi's hand was cut by the Mohuang Sword, and the pouring sword energy shattered his defensive shield and was full of danger.

Holding the semi-spirited treasure magic sword, a great monk may not be able to withstand Shi Qianhan's attack.

Moreover, when the magic sword in his hand is swung, he can often wipe out the monks within a radius of a hundred feet in the blink of an eye. Only the high-level Nascent Soul can barely save his life under the aftermath.

After a few rounds of confrontation, the strongest black-faced celestial master was killed in danger and finally fled in panic.

If he doesn't escape, he may become the only Nascent Soul Cultivator who fell in the past thousand years.

Swish-

At this moment, a brilliant silver meteor passed by the sky and fell into the barbarian camp.

The visitor is Yang Fan!

Yang Fan gave up his fight with the Black Wind Demon Emperor, but came here.

Moreover, his place of landing just stopped the escaped black-faced celestial master.

What!

The black-faced celestial master was frightened by the sudden arrival of his figure.

Before he could react, a snake whip wrapped around his legs and his body numb.

Puff—

A red and blue glow slashed over, and a terrifying sword energy enveloped his whole body.

He was shocked and his magic power surged, barely avoiding the red and blue sword light, but one arm was cut off, and the powerful sword energy poured into his body, and with a "pop", he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yang Fan suddenly pulled the snake whip in his hand and threw him to the ground.

"stop!"

Suddenly, a cold shout came, and then a cold black wind beam bombarded.

Yang Fan's figure flashed, leaving a bottomless pit on the spot.

The black-faced Tianshi, whose arm had broken off, had a pale face and rolled on the spot, turned into a purple light, and fled.

"Your Majesty, you're late."

Yang Fan's lips pursed.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Qianhan's magic sword in his hand cut through the sky and enveloped the Black Wind Demon Emperor with an invincible and powerful aura.

The cloak behind the Black Wind Demon Emperor flapped, and his figure dissipated. The next moment, the black wind rolled, covering the area below.

Yang Fan sneered, and the golden wings behind him trembled rapidly, and a golden wind of light annihilated the black wind.

At this moment, the army of the Thirteen Kingdoms of Northern Qin advanced straight into the sky, defeating the barbarian camp step by step.

The Blood Refining Ancestor and Sanqing Sanren restrained the other two barbarian heavenly masters. Feng Wujue led hundreds of thousands of cultivators, and was unable to bear the sharpness. He killed the originally chaotic barbarian monks and fled in all directions.

The Black Wind Demon Emperor saw this situation and his face was gloomy and gloomy.

He already understood that this battle had been defeated and that his own strength could not be saved.
Chapter completed!