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Text Chapter 296: Top Powerful Man

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    "Ah, God, please spare my life!" When the people on Rakshasa Island saw these seven figures coming towards them, they thought they were coming to kill them. They were so frightened that they peeed and fell to the ground, begging for mercy.  "Get out!" Just then, a group of people blocked the way forward for the seven people. One of the strong men in white robes roared lightly, and a stream of fairy energy surged out, shocking dozens of people in front of them until they bled to death.  , even the Nascent Soul Golden Pill was broken.  "Are they going to kill us?" A Dongxu stage guard screamed when he saw this scene.  "No, we can't sit back and wait for death! Fight to the death!" Under the threat of death, many people did not see this scene clearly. However, in this chaotic and dangerous situation, they had become very sensitive and immediately organized  .  "Yes, we have no less than three thousand monks at the Dongxu stage and above, and no less than one hundred thousand monks at the Nascent Soul stage. How can we be afraid of the seven of you?" More and more monks gathered together, and a huge force was born.  out.  These monks, after the initial panic and despair, now have hope, and everyone is united: "No matter how strong they are, there are only seven of them. There are so many of us here, how can we not be defeated by seven?"  Kill me personally!" A leader of the Rakshasa Hall shouted.  "Yes, fight to the death!" Seeing the turbulent mood among the monks on Rakshasa Island, a purple-robed man among the seven stood up and coldly snorted: "No matter how many ants there are, they can't kill the elephant!" "Three people,  Don't hold back, kill them all!" Another purple-robed man said suddenly.  At this moment, all the monks on Rakshasa Island became angry, and the last trace of luck in their hearts also disappeared.  "How dare I, the third child, not listen to what the boss said?" The purple-robed man who stood up smiled sinisterly, then spread his hands, and countless strands of fairy spiritual power that was about to turn into fairy light came out and turned into a stream of light.  The flying blade flew out.  These flying blades are extremely powerful, and the spiritual power fluctuations in them are like flames of nothingness. As soon as they touch the body of the monk, they will be cut into nothingness. In just an instant, hundreds of nearly a thousand monks who have just gathered,  Just under this move, everything disappeared.  It¡¯s like it never appeared.  "Lao San's Immortal-Slaying Flying Blade has become more sophisticated." The only man in purple who didn't speak said.  "Second brother, you deserve the prize. How can my meager skills compare to your infinite magic power?" The third person burst out laughing.  "Okay, the dragon spirit transformed from the underground spiritual veins is important. Don't waste more time here. Let's go down." One of the four white-robed men spoke calmly.  The faces of the two and three people changed slightly, and they seemed to be quite dissatisfied with the man in white robes. This could be seen in their eyes. At this time, the boss of the man spoke: "Di Yi said  Yes, our target this time is those dragon spirits, not the messy little monks in front of us. Hurry up and enter the underground to avoid long nights and nightmares. " "Yes, boss." "These two are different from facing the white-robed man.  The man in purple robe seemed to be convinced by the boss's words.  "Senior Diyi, please." However, the boss seemed to be quite respectful to the white-robed man who spoke before, but the other two purple-robed men, when they heard this, were a little disdainful and very weird.  The remaining three men in white robes obviously followed suit. When they saw the two men in purple robes being rude to their boss, they all snorted coldly, as if they wanted to take action.  But Di Yi stopped them: "The mission is urgent, hurry up and leave." At this time, the seven talents turned into seven streams of light again and headed towards the underground spiritual veins.  "Are they three hundred golden armored puppets?" Entering the inner belly of the underground spiritual vein, the seven people were surrounded by three hundred puppets wearing dragon-patterned golden armor.  "Let me do it!" When he saw that the killing dragon was only exuding the strength of the late-stage Tribulation, a man in white robes stood up. No matter how he acted, a burst of black mist came out of his body.  Then, the black mist turned into a solid big black snake. It opened its big mouth and bit the huge killer dragon in one bite. Moreover, the big snake did not stop and continued to bite the three hundred bodies.  The golden-armored puppet seemed to want to swallow these three hundred people into the belly of a snake.  "Not good!" Yang Fan, who was practicing in his inner abdomen, felt it instantly.  With a thought, he activated the formation on the dragon-patterned golden armor, and at the critical moment, atThe moment the big snake was about to devour the three hundred golden-armored puppets, it summoned all these golden-armored puppets back.  "It's indeed a puppet, let's go in." The man in white robes' eyes flickered, he collected the big snake, and the seven people forced in again.  Since all the spiritual veins of the formation here had been destroyed, the group of seven people could move forward unimpeded. Soon, they arrived at the inner core of the underground spiritual veins and saw a total of fifty-four dragon spirits.  He was guarding a man wearing golden armor.  This man's face is pale at the moment, as if all the essence and blood in his body have been drained. He is so withered that at a glance, he looks like a mortal man.  It was Yang Fan who had just completed the third state of spitting out the old state.  "Look, how many dragon spirits have not yet transformed?" The seven people only glanced at Yang Fan and lost their excitement. Although the monks did not pay attention to the body's energy and blood, a person, to such a point, even if there is  No matter how powerful the power of the soul is, it will not help. What's more, the power of the man in front of him does not seem to be very strong, only equivalent to the strength of Dongxu in the early stage.  The seven of them are either loose immortals of the Six Tribulations or powerful men in the late Mahayana period. Any one of them can easily destroy hundreds or thousands of monks in the Dongxu stage. How could they care about Yang Fan?  Even though fifty-four dragon spirits are now guarding Yang Fan, these dragon spirits are just the auras of the late stage of the Tribulation, and they have just transformed and have some combat effectiveness.  Therefore, the seven people felt that this dragon spirit was already in their possession. They were so nervous before just because Lu Meixian's aura disappeared and the dragon spirit seemed to have been born. They thought that there was a strong person inside to collect the dragon spirit and let them  I'm just worried that someone will get there first.  Now that Long Ling and his opponent are both here, there is nothing to worry about.  "There is only one dragon spirit that has not yet transformed. Damn it, didn't Lu Meixian say there were sixty-four? Why are there nine missing now?" The three of them shouted.  Then, the eyes of the seven people were once again focused on Yang Fan.  "Boy, did you do it?" the third person asked.  The man in white robe was more direct: "Hand over the nine dragon spirits, and we will let you die happily!" The other man in white robe, the one who released the black snake to devour the killing dragon, said grimly: "You force it now  Take back the puppets and suffer the backlash. The essence and blood in your body are absorbed by those puppets. You are already half disabled and unable to fight against us. If you don't hand over the dragon spirit quickly, you really want to be shattered to pieces, and even the soul can't be extracted!  ? " "It's really an honor for the top masters of the seven cultivation worlds to force me to play such a small role. Dear elders and Dharma kings of the Tianxia Alliance, I'm sorry, Yang Fan!" After the three people forced him, Yang Fan finally opened his eyes.  As soon as he opened his eyes, the power of the soul in his body began to increase rapidly at an unimaginable speed.  If someone is in his sea of ??consciousness, they can clearly see that the originally sluggish golden body of the soul is soaring inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, one foot two, one foot three In the blink of an eye,  In a short time, he broke through the realm of two feet, three feet, and three feet and three inches. The spirit aura exuded by the seven strong men in front of him was almost the same, not weaker in the slightest.  This is why Yang Fan integrated all the old flesh and blood he spit out into his soul.  (To be continued.)
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