Chapter 325: Sovereign of Magic Yin Sect

Zhou Fan’s sudden eruption completely broke Mo Yan’s plan. He thought that he could spur the Puppet Magic to defeat Zhou Fan. He didn’t expect this guy to be like Xiaoqiang. Even if he used the strongest power, he still Instead of beheading him, instead, he has fallen into a realm of death.
Moreover, he felt that he had been locked by the Chijin Fist Mark, unless he could crush the Chijin Fist Mark, otherwise, he would not escape death.
However, now, he doesn't have much power to fight against. The previous urging of the Demon God Killing Blade has already exhausted the power in his body.
Now he could only watch the Chijin Fist Seal and bombard himself.
"Are you going to die here?" Mo Yan gave a miserable laugh. He was not reconciled. He was a strong man in the Golden Fairyland, and he was killed by a guy who had only the late stage of the Golden Fairyland. How reconciled!
He slowly closed his eyes, ready to accept death.
"Hehe... I didn't expect that there is such an interesting little brother in this little Ningcheng. It really makes me happy." Just as the fist mark was about to fall, it came from heaven and earth. There was a cold voice, and there was a touch of flattery in the voice, and it made people feel a little dazed.
Zhou Fan couldn't help his face change, and the power of the soul in the Niwan Palace bloomed, forming a guardian of the soul, isolating this flattery.
At the same time, he raised his head and fixed his eyes on Mo Yan.
The space in front of Mo Yan's eyes was distorted, and a beautiful woman in a palace costume appeared. She stretched out her palm and patted the red gold fist imprint from the bombardment.
boom!
The scarlet gold fist marks shattered at the sound, turned into red light spots in the sky, and disappeared.
This terrible fist mark that could shatter the Devil's God Killing Blade, instantly burst into pieces in the hands of the beautiful woman in the palace costume. Her strength was simply terrifying.
Seeing this scene, Zhou Fan's expression couldn't help but change again. From the beautiful woman in the palace costume, he noticed an extremely terrifying power. In the face of this power, even if he now combines the real fire of Samadhi and the eight or nine profound arts Fusion is not an opponent either.
Because the gap between the two is really like a gap, although his methods are strong, they are not enough to make up.
"See Palace Master Sima." When seeing the beautiful woman in the palace costume, Ma Yan said with respect, because this person is not someone else, but Sima Meiniang, the Sect Master of the Huanyin Sect.
However, she prefers others to call her Palace Lord Sima.
"Even a little guy in the Golden Immortal Realm can't deal with it. You people of Puppet Sect are really rubbish." Sima Meiniang glanced at Mo Yan diagonally, and said coldly.
Faced with what Sima Meiniang said, Ma Yan did not dare to refute, because what she said was correct. Even if he tried his best, there was nothing Zhou Fan could do. Instead, he was forced to let Sima Meiniang rescue him. It was really useless. of.
"Little guy, my palace is very interested in you, you think this is good, you go back with my palace, my palace will love you very much." Sima Sanniang said, blinking slightly.
As her eyes blinked, a shocking fascination emanated, making Zhou Fan like an electric shock, as if his soul had been hooked away.
At this time, in Zhou Fan's consciousness, there was a person unexpectedly. This person's face was so delicate and impeccable, like a fairy in the painting. She was not a stranger, but Yan Shuimo.
"Ink and wash..." Zhou Fan's voice trembled. He didn't expect that one day he would see Yan Shuimo again. In the Styx River, he saw with his own eyes that Yan Shuimo was captured by the Great Emperor Ji Meng.
"Zhou Fan!" Yan Shuimo was also very happy to see Zhou Fan and shouted softly.
"Ink and wash, it's really you!" Zhou Fan felt incredible.
"Of course it's me, or what do you think?" In the depths of Yan Shuimo's delicate hands, he lightly nodded on Zhou Fan's forehead.
The touch is so delicate, it does not seem to be an illusion.
However, Zhou Fan has a feeling that this is not true. The Yan Shui Mo in front of him is nothing but a fantasy. The Yan Shui Mo in real life is dead.
However, he didn't want to believe, and didn't want to wake up, if he could, he even wanted to keep time at this moment forever.
"Ink and wash, I miss you so much, I thought I would never see you again in this life." Zhou Fan stretched out his hands and put Yan Shui-mo in his arms, whispering in her ear.
"Fool, am I not good!" Yan Shuimo patted Zhou Fan's back comfortingly.
Zhou Fan closed his eyes slightly, rested his head on Yan Shuimo's shoulders, and put his palms around Yan Shuimo's waist. He tried harder, as if as long as he let go, Yan Shuimo would disappear.
"Well, I promise, I will never leave you again." Yan Shuimo smiled.
After a long time, Zhou Fan let go of Yan Shuimo, watching the people close at hand, Zhou Fan's heart gradually calmed down.
He pulled Yan Shuimo, walked in the air, sat down on a white cloud, and looked at the sky full of stars, cuddling each other.
"It would be great if you could always be like this, watch the sun, moon and stars together, and grow old together." Zhou Fan sighed.
"As long as you want, I will always be with you." Yan Shuimo said.
"Really?" Zhou Fan smiled noncommitantly, "I want to keep doing this, but this is not true. Ink painting is still waiting for me, waiting for me to rescue her from the Demon Realm."
"Thank you very much for allowing me to get together with ink and wash for a short time, thank you." Zhou Fan slowly got up and looked at the woman beside him.
"No, Zhou Fan, I am ink and wash, as long as you want, I will always be here with you forever." Yan Shuimo said anxiously.
"Fake is fake. Although I don't want to believe it, this is true." Zhou Fan trembling his hands, touched Yan Shui's cheek, "Wait for me, I will save you."
After saying this, Zhou Fan burst into his palm and instantly shattered the phantom in front of him.
As the phantom shattered, Zhou Fan's mind returned. He opened his eyes and looked at Sima Meiniang in the distance with solemn expression.
"Good boy, I actually broke my Phantom Wave Curse." Sima Mei Niang looked at Zhou Fan with an ugly face. She had cast a Phantom Wave curse secretly before, which could lead Zhou Fan into the fantasy realm and arouse the softest in his heart. A place, such a place, once immersed in it, you can never wake up.
However, what she didn't expect was that Zhou Fan woke up from the illusion so quickly.
After so many years, it was the first person she had encountered, who had awakened so quickly!
"The dignified Sect Master of Illusory Yin Sect has secretly used tricks on a junior of me, and I am not afraid of others' jokes!" Zhou Fan sneered.
"Hmph, what the palace does, it's not the turn of others to make irresponsible remarks." Sima Meiniang said coldly.
Immediately, she stepped on her footsteps and killed Zhou Fan.
Upon seeing this, Zhou Fan's expression changed. Sima Meiniang was extremely strong. With his current strength, it was not enough to fight. Could it be that she was going to die in the hands of Sima Meiniang?
"Ha ha... Mei Niang, haven't seen you for many years, you still bully yourself like this!"