Chapter 512: Field (subscription required)

After speaking this sentence, only Shadow Mordor, who was about 1.7 meters tall, tore off his clothes, revealing his dark skin. In the position of his heart, there was still a flesh-colored skin that hadn't been blackened, but Yang Fan felt the horrible wave of demonic energy from it.
"Sun Wukong, this is what you forced me. Originally, this was the method I used to kill Wu Xuzi, but I didn't expect it to be used against you. It is your honor to die under this trick."
As he spoke, black ink began to emerge on the flesh-colored skin of the Shadow Demon, and the ink was quickly absorbed after it was on the ground. Yang Fan reached out his spiritual sense and found no abnormalities.
About five or six seconds later, a total of about one hundred liters of black ink poured out of the Shadow Demon's body, and the dark skin on the Shadow Demon's body has returned to normal, revealing a pale color on his face.
"This trick has a famous name, do you want to know?"
"What is it?"
Yang Fan asked cooperatively.
"Jie Jie, it's called Demon Domain."
At the moment when the last word of Shadow Demon's sentence was finished, Yang Fan and Shadow Demon who were suspended in the sky were suddenly surrounded by a huge black sphere that appeared out of thin air.
The black sphere is only fifty meters in diameter and has no entity.
The old master of the Dao Sect, Qun Xuzi, frowned, and displayed a weak magic trick to hit it. As a result, the magic trick directly passed through the sphere and flew out from the other side.
"What kind of secret technique is this, I have never heard of it."
An Inner Sect elder said solemnly.
"I hope that Sun Wukong will not have an accident."
It was Nangong Feiyue, the eldest son of the current Taoist sect master Nangong Pengyun, and everyone heard a strong fighting spirit from his words.
As the first arrogant of the world famous, Nangong Feiyue was extremely ashamed in front of Yang Fan.
What was the youngest mid-career Tianjiao in history? Yang Fan, who was 1600 years old compared to less than 500 years old, made Nangong Feiyue feel that even if he was born again, he would not be able to achieve such achievements as Yang Fan.
This did not hit Nangong Feiyue, he wanted to target Yang Fan and catch up with Yang Fan.
But Nangong Feiyue will never catch up in this lifetime.
According to Yang Fan's current cultivation progress, within two years, Yang Fan will surely rise to an immortal level.
The mortal realm has restricted Yang Fan's development, and the immortal realm is his stage. The mortal realm is at best a place of trial.
It is also a place where Yang Fan's basic ability is systematically cultivated.
"here is?"
Yang Fan only felt the darkness in front of him, and he couldn't see his five fingers, and he found out that the dark environment was very direct, and it was beyond the reach of Yang Fan's spiritual consciousness.
"Welcome to my territory, here is the Demon Realm, a space that belongs to me alone, my realm."
The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched slightly, which he often said to others.
"In this field, I can dominate everything, such as light."
When the shadow of Shadow Demon's voice fell, the pitch-black environment suddenly became a white space, empty.
"Or you can't fly."
As soon as the Shadow Demon finished speaking, Yang Fan fell down. Fortunately, Yang Fan summoned a full-body Suzuonenhu in time and flew with the help of wings.
When the Shadow Demon saw this, his complexion was immediately unsightly, and he couldn't fly as soon as he finished speaking, but Yang Fan slapped his face in an instant.
"This is an accident. When I said that I can't fly, I mean without the help of true energy."
When the Shadow Demon finished speaking, he nodded, agreeing with this point of view.
"What kind of demon's domain is only this level? Don't look at me, but I have read many otherworldly magic novels. It says that in a person's domain, that person is invincible, but it seems that you are not. "
"Alien? Magic? Novel?"
The new terms made the Shadow Demon look dumbfounded. The monks in the realm of comprehension were either cultivating or on the way to cultivating every day, so there was not much to entertain.
"Hmph, you will know later."
After that, the Shadow Demon snorted coldly, waved his big hand, and the surroundings became dark again. What surprised Yang Fan was that his spiritual consciousness was released, only to find that it was suppressed a lot. You can only check the distance of more than one hundred meters around. You must know that Yang Fan's current strength is high in the late Mahayana period, and he can explore dozens of kilometers away.
Immediately afterwards, in the pitch black space, a pitch black spear that blended with the surrounding environment pierced Yang Fan's chest.
The spear was very fast, and it penetrated Yang Fan's body at once. The Shadow Demon hiding in the darkness showed a cruel smile, but suddenly his smile froze because he noticed the spatial fluctuations in Yang Fan.
"Forget about your weird space secret technique, break it for me!"
As soon as the words fell, Yang Fan retreated from the blurring of the divine might. Fortunately, Yang Fan reacted quickly, otherwise the black spear would sink directly into his body.
"Unexpectedly, as you said, you can control the space here."
Yang Fan wanted to use Huangquan Biliangban, but found that he could only open a finger-sized transmission channel, and the surrounding space had been suppressed to death. This is so, with Yang Fan's grasp of space, he can still open up a space the size of a finger, which surprised Shadow Demon.
Although Shadow Mortal Dowd is a half-step human wonderland, he is good at speed, not space, so the suppression of space is somewhat insufficient.
"If you only have this level, then it really disappoints me, because I also have a realm, where I am God. I can control time, space, and everything there, unlike you, even my cultivation. It can't be sealed, so it's time to end."
What Yang Fan said was the monthly reading space.
"time!!!"
The Shadow Demon was shocked and had a bad feeling.
Fanghua! ! !
In the darkness, the eternal kaleidoscope of Yang Fan's eyes flew and turned, and an invisible force enveloped the entire pitch-black space.
Soon, time gradually retreated to three seconds ago, and Shadow Mordor was shocked to find that he could not do anything except his mind, including the control domain.
"This is the power of time, how is this possible? How can an ant who only has the mid-Mahayana master the law of time that even his Majesty does not?"
Three seconds is not long, but it is enough for Yang Fan to kill the Shadow Demon many times.
Yang Fan came to the shadow demon. Around him, the golden suzao nenghu was wrapped in it, and the sword of the butu soul was aimed at the shadow demon.
At this time, Fanghua's time had only passed halfway. In this simple scene, the Shadow Demon's pupils were full of fear, and he watched the Budu Royal Soul Sword pierce his body little by little.
Puff!
Almost as soon as the sword of Budu Royal Soul pierced the shadow demon's body, Fanghua's time had just passed.