Chapter 492: Ability of Dark Demon (seeking subscription)

The fire dragon directly penetrated the shadows without causing the slightest harm.
"Is there no entity?"
Yang Fan thought in his heart. At the same time, the palms of both hands were facing the dark shadow, and the two thumbs and index fingers touched each other, forming a triangular gap in the middle.
Dust Escape: The Technique of Stripping the Original Realm!
A transparent cube measuring seven or eight centimeters wide appeared out of thin air between Yang Fan's palm, emitting a dazzling light. Then the transparent cube quickly grew larger, and finally became a 30×3×3 transparent cuboid, enclosing the black shadow.
The shadow of the dark Wutian paused, trying to break through the transparent cuboid, only to find that this strange barrier was surprisingly hard.
When Yang Fan saw this, he sneered in his heart.
If the original world stripping technique is used with the strength of Ohnoki, I am afraid that even a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage cannot be trapped, but the current user is Yang Fan.
The power of ninjutsu lies not in itself, but in who the user is.
"Strip!"
The white light inside the transparent cuboid was so dark, I couldn't help but squint his eyes.
After a second, the light dissipated, and Diwutian looked around, only to see that his shadow had disappeared.
Huh!
I don't know when, behind Duan Wutian, his shadow returned to its original place, but the color of the shadow was relatively lighter.
"What else do you have, take it out."
Yang Fan hovered in the air, his lavender reincarnation eyes staring at Duanwutian, like a high god.
"You are so arrogant, do you think that a shadow who defeated me is my opponent?"
Dark and indifferent tone.
At this moment, the shadow behind Yang Fan suddenly floated uncontrollably, and came silently behind Yang Fan, Yang Fan didn't notice it.
The black shadow grabbed Yang Fan, Yang Fan was startled, a little surprised, he clearly felt that it was his own shadow, so he was unprepared.
"follow me."
An Wutian stepped forward, with a big hand sticking out, and there was a talisman in his hand. The talisman was dark purple, surrounded by runes, and it was a fairy talisman.
Yang Fan's heart was shocked, and he didn't dare to neglect, his pupils shrank in reincarnation. With Yang Fan as the center, an invisible repulsion burst out instantly. Whether it was grabbing the dark shadow of Yang Fan or the darkness, they were all knocked off by this repulsive force.
"This trick again!"
Fu Zhuan was knocked into the air, and Wu Wutian had no time to pick it up, exploding with all his strength, forcibly resisting this repulsive force.
Slowly, An Wutian withstood the terrifying repulsion of Shenluo Tianzheng and rushed towards Yang Fan.
"I want to forcibly resist Shen Luo Tianzheng and look for death!"
Wheel Tomb·Edge Prison!
The two human figures that were invisible to the naked eye and divine sense quickly rushed towards An Wutian, all of which was unaware.
In other words, with Dark Wutian's current strength, it is impossible to discover the shadow world hidden in reality.
The shadows of Yang Fan's two wheel tombs ignored Shen Luo Tianzheng's repulsive force and came to An Wutian in the blink of an eye, and the two kicked out at the same time.
Bang!
The sudden attack caused Duanwutian to fly backwards like a cannonball, and he was kicked several kilometers away.
Suddenly, there was an uproar around.
But this is not over yet!
Immediately afterwards, the shadows of two wheel tombs hurriedly fell towards Duanwutian.
It didn't take long for two terrifying collisions to sound from a distance. Through the common vision of the reincarnation eye, Yang Fan saw the shadows of the two wheel tombs move towards the dark.
With Yang Fan's current strength, he summoned the shadow of the tomb of the wheel, and his strength was increased tenfold. If it was just a physical attack of the body, it could already be comparable to the full blow of the perfect power in the Mahayana period.
Therefore, Rao was a half-step person in the fairyland of Dark Wutian who had a frontal punch, and he was not comfortable. Although he would not be seriously injured, he felt full of pain.
"Fuck off, what the is attacking me?"
In the distance, Duan Wutian roared loudly, and the demon monks on the crowd covered their ears, but they still couldn't resist the sound of soul attack, and they let out screams.
An Wutian roared, his eyes fixed on wrinkled, just now, he felt that four invisible people were beating him. But no matter how he checked and perceived, he couldn't find out.
After only ten seconds, Duan Wutian was beaten in pain, but he couldn't resist.
Yang Fan slowly flew over, watching all this with a sneer.
"It's you!"
An Wutian's eyes condensed, his eyes fixed on Yang Fan, he was very embarrassed at the moment.
The armor of his body was smashed, and even the inner armor inside was cracked. Although these armors were not of high rank, they made him lose face.
At this moment, An Wutian moved his killing intent, and the substantive killing intent enveloped Yang Fan, making Yang Fan feel like falling into an ice cave.
Hum!
At this moment, Yang Fan closed his eyes and moved his thoughts, and a hidden force in his body suddenly poured out, enveloping Yang Fan.
The golden energy is attached to the outside of Yang Fan's blue halo. From a distance, it looks pretty.
Immediately afterwards, in the shocking gaze of An Wutian, Yang Fan's realm rose from the mid-level Mahayana period to the high-level Mahayana consummation, and his strength was only one level lower than An Wutian.
"How is this possible?!!"
Wutian opened his mouth wide, big enough to stuff an apple.
The strength suddenly increased, the four shadows of the wheel tomb were affected, and it was almost time to use it.
So the four-wheel tomb shadows quickly returned to Yang Fan and slowly entered Yang Fan's body. Only Yang Fan could see this process.
call!
Yang Fan exhaled deeply and looked at Diwutian indifferently.
"Unexpectedly, you can actually improve your strength and you have reached the high-level realm of the Mahayana period. I have to say that you are shocked. However, you still cannot escape the fate of being caught alive by me."
Although An Wutian was shocked, he still believed that Yang Fan was not his opponent. After all, his strength has reached Half-Step Human Wonderland for more than four thousand years. In the entire mortal world, apart from the patriarch of the Xuanwu clan, Xuanwu Laogui and the old master of Taoism, I am afraid that no one is his opponent, and Jian Wudi's external incarnation is probably not a dark opponent.
While talking, An Wutian came to Yang Fan's side, the real vitality of the palms of both hands fluctuated, and patted Yang Fan's chest.
Yang Fan sneered, and instead of retreating, he moved forward, stretched out his hands, and used Taijiquan. With the blessing of true vitality, the power of Taijiquan increased a lot.
Taijiquan is just a martial art of skill-based moves, and its power will increase as the user becomes stronger.
In this way, Duan Wutian saw that his hands were not under his control and followed Yang Fan's hands. When I wanted to shoot on Yang Fan, I realized that I couldn't get close.
When the dark weather exploded, a terrifying might erupted. He retracted his hands, removed the palm of his hand, and waved his hand. A palm that was found over ten feet slapped Yang Fan fiercely.