... The strength of the long-term strong confrontation exploded, and in ancient times, the rest of the high-level battle teams were surged into the audience.

The old man and the female cultivator surnamed Qin all showed surprise on their faces, and the cold and arrogant demon cultivator looked surprised.

Yang Fan's figure flew several feet in the powerful aftermath, stepped on the wall in the air, and fell to the ground, at this time, the right hand holding the Xuanyin Treasure Fan recovered from the numbness to normal. Then, with a volley, he unloaded most of his strength. There were no injuries.

"Huh7"

The peacock demon's figure shook slightly, and she froze her body, and she sighed lightly, a little surprised.

She struck a blow just now, it was fast and powerful, and it contained a certain amount of natural power, even if it was a hard connection by an ordinary Jindan Great Monk, she would suffer a small loss.

But Yang Fan took this blow and was able to be unharmed.

Thinking of this, the peacock demon's expression sank again, and a red feather appeared in the handkerchief.

And so it goes. She had two similar feathers.

Whew!

She stroked both blue and red feathers at the same time. A storm and fire cyclone that was intertwined and turbid rushed towards Yang Fan, and the power was twice as terrifying as before, and a terrifying and depressing aura made the faces of the old man surnamed Jin and the others tremble.

"Not good!" Yang Fan's body immediately condensed a "grass armor" made of dead green silk threads, and his figure rushed into the distance, and at the same time, the Xuanyin Treasure Fan snapped. A steel-stamped fan slammed out.

This time, the intertwined and violent wind and fire cyclone was like an invincible army, first brushing past the brocade-robed young man.

"Ahh

The brocade-robed young man screamed miserably, and the shield of the defensive magic weapon was torn in an instant, and one arm was broken inch by inch.

Immediately, a strange high temperature, accompanied by the power of the wind of pink gold and broken iron, invaded his body.

The old man and the female cultivator surnamed Qin were on the edge of the attack range, and in addition to being frightened, they had already sacrificed their defensive magic weapons, and the light mask around them made a "squeaking sound." There was a shaking.

Just as Yang Fan's attack was in exchange with the wind, fire, and cyclone, he only heard "Two clicks, and the defensive shields of the old man surnamed Jin and the female cultivator surnamed Qin were torn apart, and Qi Qi was knocked away."

Bang bang!

The two were injured and in shock.

Turning to look at the brocade-robed young man, his body was shattered from the inside out, and there was not even a whole corpse left.

The old man surnamed !! Peacock Feather Jin was shocked: "What is the relationship between you and the Peacock King?"

At the same time, the violent and blazing wind and fire cyclone suddenly tore apart the shadow of the steel seal fan. The remaining half of the force is still rushing.

Bang!!

Yang Fan ejected a few zhang with the help of his strength, and the green grass armor around his body melted and shattered, but it was restored and repaired at an astonishing speed.

Phew

He took advantage of his strength to fly to the second floor of the ancient tower. The figure suddenly lost its shape.

However, before disappearing, Yang Fan's figure staggered in mid-air, obviously the previous blow was still beyond its limit.

Judge Your Highness, he went to the top, and he couldn't let this person take the lead. The cold and arrogant shape-shifting demon cultivator exclaimed.

"Chase!"

The peacock demon sneered, shot upward, and said lightly: "The remaining two, leave it to you to solve." ”

"Yes," Leng Ao Transformation Demon Cultivator took out a handful of long hairs that lingered in electric light, and pointed at the two of them obliquely, "See how long you can last!"

At the same time, there was a fight on the second floor of the ancient tower, but after a moment it was calm.

However, he was cold and arrogant and transformed into a demon cultivator, fighting with the old man surnamed Jin and the female cultivator surnamed Qin, and it was difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

The old man surnamed Jin and the female cultivator surnamed Qin saw that there was suddenly no movement on the second floor, and they couldn't help but be anxious about Yang Fan's life and death.

The strength of the peacock demon is really too strong. Far beyond their imagination, even if a great monk of the same rank came in person, it would be difficult to support her hand for a while.

Even if the brocade-robed man didn't die, Leng Ao Demon Cultivation wouldn't do it. With the strength of four or five people, I am afraid it will be difficult to defeat it.

"There's movement over there, go over and take a look"

At this moment, several human monks and demon cultivators nearby rushed towards this side, and they all rushed towards this side.

"Stop fighting!"

From the second floor of the ancient tower, there was a scolding sound of the peacock demon.

"Yes. The arrogant young man hurriedly withdrew for a few feet.

At the same time, on the second floor of this ancient tower.

Yang Fan and the peacock demon confronted each other from afar. There was silence in the room, as if nothing had happened.

This is the same room full of ancient books and jade slips. The difference is that the number of books here is much less, and the houses are more elaborate and elegantly decorated.

"Hehe, little peacock, if you continue to fight, it will only attract more people. Besides, do you think you can kill me Yang in a short period of time?"

Yang Fan smiled lightly, the green light around his body swayed, and the green grass armor was restored to its original state again.

"Hmph. The peacock demon pursed his mouth, snorted coldly, and said unwillingly: "I only sacrificed the power of two feathers, and I beat you to the wind and escape, if you sacrifice the power of three feathers."

"Joke?" Yang Fan said disapprerovingly: "If you can easily sacrifice the power of three feathers." It's not a fourth-level demon cultivator, but a real fifth-level transformation powerhouse. ”

Just now, the peacock demon used the power of a cyan feather to compete with the Jindan Great Monk, and when he used the two blue and red feathers, it was far beyond the ordinary Jindan Great Monk, and even surpassed the edge of the Yuanying-level power.

The power of the second feather almost surpassed the limit of Jindan's high-level, which was enough to look at the vertical and horizontal and beat Yang Fan to an embarrassment.

If there is still the power of three feathers, then it has stepped into the Yuanying high level.

So, Yang Fan guessed the hole

"What do you want?" said the peacock demon angrily. The peacock phoenix crown above his head flickered slightly, and his eyes like sparkling gems also began to look at Yang Fan carefully.

"Didn't you already call a truce for your men? Yang Fan said lightly: "But there are still some people who have been attracted."

At this moment, four more human cultivators and three high-level demon cultivators broke into the ancient tower and stepped onto the second floor one after another.

There were two of them that attracted Yang Fan's attention, they were a pair of young men and women in purple shirts, who were the two daughters of Zixuan and Zimeng that Ouyang Feng mentioned to him.

"It's her" The Peacock King's little girl, Zixuan and Zimeng, the brother and sister, met the Peacock Queen. couldn't help but exchange a look, and there was a hint of horror in his eyes.

However, they also glanced at Yang Fan, who was confronting the peacock demon, in surprise. "Who is this person, do you want to use the mid-stage cultivation of Jindan as a little peacock whose strength is close to the Yuan infant stage?"

But it depends on the situation, Your Highness the Peacock. It seems that there is a little jealousy of the young people in the middle of the golden pill",

This situation made Zixuan and Zimeng brothers and sisters puzzled.

Afterwards, all the monks and demon cultivators ascended to the second floor, and soon divided into two camps.

On the demon cultivation side, there is no doubt that they are all headed by the peacock demon, and their faces are subdued.

"Hmph!" The peacock demon proudly raised his beautiful and quiet cheeks, and glanced at Yang Fan with slanted eyes. It seems to say, "I have so many men." See how you fight me?"

On the contrary, on the side of the human monks, there is no very authoritative candidate for the time being.

Because there was no Jindan monk present.

Yang Fan's eyes rolled and he stepped back quietly. looked at Zi Xuan and Zi Meng with a smile: "The two Taoist friends are" Purple Infant Holy Monarch. The disciple who entered the room is good at combining, and he can overwhelm the great monks of the same level under the combination. Yang is not talented, and hopes to be in this ancient tower. The two of you can preside over the overall situation for our human side

"Purple Infant Holy Monarch's personal disciple" is overwhelming the great cultivators of the same level?"

The other three or four Jindan high-ranking people, including the old man surnamed Jin and the female cultivator surnamed Qin, all looked at Zixuan and Zimeng with jealousy and awe.

The Purple Infant Holy Monarch is originally a strong man in the Inland Sea, no one knows it, no one knows it, and his reputation is second only to the twelve supreme powerhouses.

Zi Xuan and Zi Meng's faces were both red, and the former hurriedly explained: "This fellow Daoist is too high-spirited, and he really doesn't dare to overwhelm the great cultivators of the same level!"

But. Yang Fan's words and the awe-inspiring gaze of Zhong Jindan still made the two of them flutter.

"Purple Daoyou. Purple Maiden, I hope that the two fellow Daoists can preside over the overall situation on our human monk's side. ”

The rest of the monks spread their senses.

With a "bang", the human monks all stood behind Zi Xuan and Zi Meng.

"This perverted peacock demon. I'd better let you deal with it."

Yang Fan hid behind and had fun, so far, not many people know his true strength. Even if the Peacock Demon and the others knew his strength, they would at most regard him as a Jindan Great Monk.

"In that case, it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate."

Finally, Zimeng and Zixuan are in the "Expectation of Everyone." Under. Become the leader of the human monks.

As for Yang Fan, he doesn't want to expose his strength too much for the time being, attract attention, and hide behind the scenes for the time being.

On the side of the demon beast, the peacock demon glanced at Yang Fan with a strange gaze, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled. The cold arrogant demon cultivator next to her also looked at Yang Fan with a strange expression, and said secretly: "Could it be that this person is not the most powerful on the side of the human cultivators?"

In his thoughts, the same rank that can be pursued by His Peacock His Highness unharmed at least has the strength of the Jindan Great Monk.

"Report to Your Highness, the forbidden flaws on the first floor have been temporarily repaired by me with my supernatural powers, and the entire tower has also been covered by me with illusions, unless the great demon cultivators of the same level are close. Otherwise, it will be difficult to detect and the sound will not be heard

A demon cultivator with wings on his back walked up to the peacock demon and reported.

"Okay, good, Peacock Demon nodded. Then he ordered: "Search! Since there is a flaw in the prohibition, I don't believe that there is nothing to take away from this entire small tower." ”

Soon, the demon cultivators scattered.

"Let's go to the third floor to see Zixuan and Zimeng, and the two of them lead the monks to the third floor.

Yang Fan unfolded his omniscient senses, covering the entire second floor, but also found some clues.

It's just that the peacock demon and other demon cultivators are here. He didn't dare to stop and explore, and also went up to the third floor.

When the peacock demon saw the monks go up, his eyes rolled and he also followed.

I saw her coming. The human side feared its terrifying strength and did not oppose it.

On the third floor is a small study.

The most conspicuous thing is a desk in front of the windowsill, where some books, paintings, pens, ink, paper, inkstones, etc. are placed.

"There is no prohibition on what is on this desk."

A Jindan high-ranking exclaimed in surprise, his face showing ecstasy.

There is no ban, these things can be stored for hundreds of thousands of years without the same color, which is definitely not an ordinary thing.

Woohoo!

All the Jindan monks rushed to the desk, and at the critical moment, they fought one by one.

Yang Fan showed a look of mockery, but he flashed to the side and did not make a move.

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