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Chapter two hundred and thirty nine save people

This is a young man, above the sky. Although he looks very young, his breath is very powerful. His head is full of purple hair and his head is full of heroic posture. He seems to be covering the sky, with amazing power.

"It's him!"

Jiang Xiaofan changed color. The man in the stone carving was very young, but his aura was very familiar. He could not forget that this was the purple-haired young man who came to find His Royal Highness the Princess!

"How could this happen?!"

He could not believe that the burial place of gods and ghosts is known as the most intact ruins left by ancient times. How could this place have a moment of purple-haired youth? Could it be that he was a man from the ancient times? How could this be possible!

"What's wrong?"

Bing Xin frowned and saw his abnormality.

"fine."

Jiang Xiaofan shook his head, but his eyes slowly lit up, looking towards the deepest part of the ancient temple. The picture of the purple-haired young man was actually left here. So, there may be clues to the kingdom of the gods here.

This stone chamber is very large, with majestic stone pillars, and exudes a long breath of time. However, despite this, there are not many antiques left in it. Except for this stone wall carving, nothing else is valuable.

They did not stay in this place for too long, and continued to walk deeper after a moment.

The black blood was covered with the ground, and the Yin soldiers and silver generals fell down, all of them were killed by one blow. Occasionally, they would encounter one or two powerful ghosts and demons in the realm of the illusion god, but they were still destroyed, and the broken limbs and bodies were covered with the entire passage.

"It's so scary!"

The core disciples of the Ice Palace were shocked. There was no doubt that these Yin soldiers and Yin generals were killed by the same person, and all of them were fatal with one blow. Even several ghosts and demons in the Phantom God Realm were no exception and were pierced through the head with a sword.

Jiang Xiaofan was a little surprised. Along the way, there were at least hundreds of Yin soldiers and Yin generals, and there were more than a dozen ghost demons in the Phantom God Realm, including a spirit ghost in the Human Emperor Realm, all of which were killed by Cang Muheng. The combat power was really terrifying.

"He is in a special field and has almost entered the realm of the Human Emperor. There are also fluctuations in the divine power. I believe that the soul will soon condense and become a real Human Emperor." Bing Xin spoke, then frowned slightly, added, and said: "He seems to be trying his best to suppress the realm..."

"You said he is suppressing the realm?" Jiang Xiaofan was surprised.

"In ancient times, when those strong men were about to break through to the realm of the Human Emperor, they would choose some special terrain to better understand the great way of heaven and earth and condense the strongest way. If they could not find such terrain, they would rather keep suppressing until they found a good place to start breaking through."

"this……"

Jiang Xiaofan was really shocked.

From the illusion god to the human emperor, this is an important breakthrough, because it is necessary to condense the soul and the Taoist principles. The so-called Taoist principles are naturally important, but they are also related to the great Tao between heaven and earth, and have a lot to do with it.

It can be imagined that Cang Muheng had already entered the realm of the Human Emperor, but he was suppressing and trying to find a suitable breakthrough to condense the strongest Dao divine law. This tenacious will shocked Jiang Xiaofan.

This is definitely a terrifying young supreme!

"Uh, that one..." He walked a few steps forward, suddenly looked at Bing Xin, leaned over again, and asked in a low voice: "What realm are you in now, how long is it from the Human Emperor Realm?"

Bing Xin glanced at him and said nothing. Jiang Xiaofan was so angry that he rolled his eyes. However, at this time, behind him, the core disciple of the Ice Palace spoke, very proud, and said: "The Saint is already at the peak of the Ninth Level of the Phantom God. Aunt Yun said that at most half a year you can enter the realm of the Human Emperor."

"Hiss..."

Jiang Xiaofan took a breath of air, it was too fast, and he could enter the realm of the Human Emperor in half a year. This... Bing Xin was only twenty at most. A twenty-year-old woman emperor could not find a few such people even in the brilliant ancient times. His talent was amazing.

"Ahem..."

He suddenly coughed dryly with no temper. He thought that the distance between him and Bing Xin was closer, but now, he knew that he would be further away immediately. He did not doubt his talent, and even the old man Liu Chengan had praised him, but even so, it would be absolutely impossible to allow him to enter the realm of the Human Emperor within half a year.

The group continued to walk forward. During this process, some powerful Yin soldiers and Yin generals rushed out, but without exception, they were all shattered by Jiang Xiaofan, split into pieces, and black blood flowed out of the ground.

His divine power has now recovered to the ninth level and he has no concern. Now even when facing the powerful existence of the seventh level of the illusion god, he still has the power to fight. Moreover, in such an ancient temple, all he saw were evil spirits. If he cast the demon seal in the Buddhist scriptures, the ghost king of the human emperor level would be afraid.

"Um?"

Suddenly, he frowned slightly, his right hand shone with a silver light, and he slashed out diagonally towards the side, slashed out a headless corpse with a bang, rubbed out strands of tiny sparks, and hit a temple wall next to him.

"It's it again!"

"When did you lurk?"

"Is it an illusion? Why do I feel it has become stronger?"

The women in the Ice Palace were surprised. The headless corpse was covered with cold metal armored stomachs. He was holding a rusty ancient spear in his hand. It was the one that was taken out by Jiang Xiaofan not long ago. Unexpectedly, he met again after walking here, and the yin energy on its body became stronger.

“It has scars!”

A woman from the Ice Palace spoke, and Jiang Xiaofan looked in the direction of his finger. There was indeed a transparent blood hole in his chest, and there were wisps of divine power fluctuations. Jiang Xiaofan frowned. He knew that it was left by Cang Muheng, and he could not kill it, which instantly made him more vigilant.

Although he didn't know how powerful that man was, he probably knew it. Even ordinary human emperor-level existences were not opponents, but now, he could not kill this headless corpse. There was definitely something strange about it. This headless corpse was a bit evil.

Even Bing Xin frowned slightly, and the next moment, she and Jiang Xiaofan were both shocked and poked out their big hands to grab them forward. However, just like last time, their palms passed through the headless corpse at the same time.

"What's going on?"

Jiang Xiaofan frowned, with his back facing everyone, and a faint golden light flashed in his eyes. Even if there was really an illusion, he still wanted to see through it with the holy light of Buddhism and Taoism. However, the ending disappointed him and could not see anything. The headless corpse disappeared, and even the illusion was no longer visible.

"Che..."

Suddenly, the space behind him vibrated, and a long sword of death cut out from the void, and an iron armored knight appeared, ruthless, and the long sword in his hand sacrificed the core disciple who was walking at the end of the Ice Palace. His cold breath was astonishing.

The attack was too strange. Even Jiang Xiaofan and Bing Xin's powerful spiritual consciousness had never felt it. It was not until the long sword appeared that they felt the cold murderous intent and changed color. The woman was even more confined by a powerful yin energy and could not even move for a moment. She was already scared to death.

"Swish..."

"Swish..."

Almost at the same time, Jiang Xiaofan and Bing Xin arrived at the same time, and a touch of ice condensed the armored knight. Jiang Xiaofan's fist also arrived at the same time, and it fell on the armored knight's chest with a bang and smashed it away.

But it was a little late after all. The long sword of death slashed through the woman's abdomen, leaving a deep scar. The red blood immediately turned black, dyeing the white clothes a touch of black.

The blood on her face quickly disappeared, becoming extremely pale, covering a light black layer, gradually spreading, making her cry in pain. Slowly, even her arms began to turn black, and the green blood vessels appeared on the surface, ferocious and scary.

"Yiyi, are you okay?"

"Yiyi, hold on, the saint is here, you won't have any trouble!"

The core disciple of the Ice Palace immediately surrounded him, very anxious. At the front, Bing Xin supported the woman named Yiyi, and the divine power of the same sect and the same origin continued to flow into his body, quickly suppressing the spread of the black gas.

However, even so, it was just suppressing. The woman's painful moan echoed in this space, making Bing Xin a little anxious. The fluctuations of divine power outside her body suddenly surged, and an extremely terrifying pressure surged out, forcing the girls in the Ice Palace next to her to retreat.

This time, Yiyi's pain was significantly reduced, but the black air on her face never dissipated. Bing Xin's expression remained unchanged, and she pressed her hands on at the same time. The divine energy outside her body became even more amazing. A faint milky white light flowed over, and immediately made the black air on Yiyi's face begin to retreat.

"Holy lady!"

A woman from the Ice Palace exclaimed and wanted to rush forward.

"Do not move!"

Bing Xin spoke, but she still didn't have any feelings and stopped a few people.

"I'll do it..."

Jiang Xiaofan shook his head and walked forward, shaking Bing Xin's hand without saying anything. He was really helpless. This woman was really a typical cold-faced and kind-hearted. In order to save people, she even sacrificed her original power of life.

The women in the Bing Palace naturally knew what Bing Xin was doing just now, and they were all moved. She was using her vitality to save people. Now Jiang Xiaofan shook her away, and they were both relaxed and worried, because the black air on Yiyi's face began to spread again.

"What are you doing!" Bing Xin's face turned annoyed.

Jiang Xiaofan raised his right hand, looked at her, and said, "Let them turn around and I'll save her!"

Bing Xin was stunned for a moment, but she chose to believe this man in the end. The girls in the Ice Palace did not question it. Although they were puzzled by why Jiang Xiaofan asked them to turn around, they all acted as they said as soon as possible. They did not want to delay the injuries of their fellow sisters because of their doubts.

“Buzz…”

A faint golden seal with the character "卍" appeared in Jiang Xiaofan's palm. The Buddhist demon seal can suppress all evil and naturally erase the evil spirit in Yiyi's body. The reason why he made the girls in the Ice Palace turn around was that he did not want to expose the existence of Buddhist scriptures.

The demon seal flashed and penetrated into Yiyi's body. The power of Buddha and Taoism flowed, and most of the evil power in his body was wiped out. All the black air on his face disappeared, and black blood no longer flowed out of the wound, and began to turn blood red.

"cough……"

This process did not last long, and Yiyi soon woke up. Although her face was still pale, her injuries had stabilized. It was not until this time that the girls of the Ice Palace turned around at the prompt from Jiang Xiaofan. They were both surprised and surprised to see Yiyi recovering so quickly.
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