Chapter 271 Red Shirt Second Game! Death Clone! (Ch 271)

Ye Bufan was in no hurry to act.

After taking out the divine tortoise shell and making some deductions, I found that nine were auspicious and one was inau

Then he crushed the wind clone’s sound transmission talisman and listened to the words in it.

Ye Bufan’s eyes flickered, and he remained silent.

Zhou Xuaner asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Ye Bufan shook his head and said, “You go back to Prince Chu’s Mansion first.”

Zhou Xuaner is also very thoughtful and obedient.

After watching her leave, Ye Bufan returned to his room, closed his eyes, meditated, and muttered to himself.

Use her soul and blood as a guide to determine Yu Xuanji’s location.

There are two directions, one is clear and the other is blurry.

The latter is naturally Yu Xuanji’s soul.

Ye Bufan sat on the couch, stroking the divine tortoise shell in his hand, lost in thought.

Just at this moment.

His heart moved slightly, and he took out a female cultivator’s porcelain.

It emits a soft white light.

“Houyi’s bow is not around me, this is…”

Ye Bufan narrowed his eyes, and the magic power in his palm surged and poured into the porcelain.

It was like a bottomless pit, absorbing all the magic power.

When his magic power was exhausted, Ye Bufan’s eyes widened slightly.

“Is there a rabbit in here?”

He was a little dazed, as if a rabbit flashed inside the porcelain figure just now.

When the spiritual consciousness probed in, it was like a drop in the ocean.

He pinched the porcelain figure and fell into deep thought.

Then he shook his head and took it into his palm.

…

The next day.

A plain-looking figure in a white robe quietly left Yandu and headed towards the Coffin Mountain.

In Yandu, people died suddenly every day.

It can be said that Coffin Mountain is a mass grave.

Two hours later, Ye Bufan looked at the towering mountain in front of him.

There are endless tombs with huge mounds standing tall, exuding an eerie aura.

The surroundings were shrouded in white fog, and the scorching sun could not penetrate the fog, making it seem eerily quiet.

From time to time a few crows flew by.

The entire tomb complex exudes an ominous atmosphere.

He squinted his eyes and observed for a while, then stepped on the damp grave soil and walked into it.

Following the sensation, I went deeper and deeper, and finally saw a pretty figure.

Her appearance is somewhat different from Yu Xuanji. It is a puppet clone given to her by Ye Bufan.

“Ye Lang.”

Yu Xuanji exclaimed in surprise and rushed over.

“Has anyone bullied you since you became a goddess?” Ye Bufan tapped her forehead and chuckled.

Yu Xuanji was about to say something when her expression suddenly changed.

“Crack…”

The sound of branches breaking was heard from deep in the Coffin Mountain, and a boy in red clothes walked towards them in the fog, stepping on dead branches.

“With this Lord here, no one dares to bully her.”

The Red-robed Heavenly Monarch looked Ye Bufan up and down with a calm look in his eyes, and said with a smile: “Friend Ye, it seems like this is the first time we meet.”

“Ye Lang, I, I…”

Yu Xuanji’s face turned pale instantly and she was extremely flustered.

Ye Bufan rubbed her head and shook his head, saying, “It has nothing to do with you. How can you outsmart this living fossil that has lived for more than three thousand years?”

“I’ve been looking for you for more than two years, almost three years.”

In the mist, another tall figure walked out, his eyes like deep pools.

The former leader of the True Demon Sect, the Aoki giant.

“Four years, closer to five, to be exact.”

Another figure walked out.

The Great Elder of the True Demon Sect whom Ye Bufan had seen when he met Shi Di!

Immediately afterwards, figures appeared in the surrounding void, some old, some young, some male, some female.

There are eight Nascent Soul giants in the True Demon Sect.

There were five of them this time.

That’s not all.

There are more than a dozen Great True Lords, and among them is Great True Lord Qingyang, with whom Ye Bufan had dealt before as Qu Si.

Most of the top leaders of the True Demon Sect gathered together, looking down at Ye Bufan from above. The pressure they created made the atmosphere of the entire Coffin Mountain freeze.

“How dare you trouble so many seniors to arrest a mere Ye Bufan?”

Ye Bufan looked dazed, and bowed with a wry smile.

This battle is enough to destroy ten countries.

It’s like using a cannon to kill a mosquito.

“I can’t help it. You’re too cunning. I finally caught you. I can’t let anything go wrong again.”

The Red-robed Heavenly Monarch smiled faintly.

This scene was destined to happen from the moment Ye Bufan appeared two years ago.

He knew that the demon had taken away the Demon Dragon Jade Seal and the “Heavenly Demonic Art” back then, but this leaked art only stopped at the Nascent Soul stage.

The news was deliberately leaked that year.

Afterwards, he sent a large number of Nascent Souls out of the sect, and even he himself left, partly because he wanted to create an opportunity for Ye Bufan to sneak in.

pity.

Not being tricked for five years.

“Come back with me. You can practice the Heavenly Demonic Art, and you will be a member of the True Demon Sect.”

“This Heavenly Monarch will do his best to train you. You will be the future patriarch of the True Demon Sect!”

The Red-robed Lord extended his hand, speaking in a gentle tone.

Ye Bufan smiled: “Senior in red, do you think I believe this?”

“…Yes, I heard that you are unparalleled in combat power and forced that fellow Bai Gu to abandon his bones and flee. Then why don’t you fight with my disciple and let me see how strong you are.”

The Red-robed Heavenly Monarch put his hands behind his back and gestured, “Qinghe, you go ahead.”

“yes!”

Great True Lord Qinghe is Qingyang’s junior fellow. He took a step forward, made a seal with one hand, and the demonic energy surged into the sky, forming a thousand-foot-long black Dharma image.

Similar to Ye Bufan’s real magic.

But more powerful!

“Boy, this Dharma image is the Ghost Luo Dharma Image created by Master after thousands of years of research using the Heavenly Evil True Demonic Art. Be careful!”

Great True Lord Qinghe threw a punch, causing the void to twist and explode.

It was as if a Mount Tai fell from the sky, and the oppressive feeling almost suffocated Ye Bufan.

powerful!

Stronger than Great Lord Bai Gu!

“Bang!”

Ye Bufan took out a piece of leg bone and shouted: “Hurry!”

The leg bones hit the Sky-lifting Demon Fist like a mayfly trying to shake a tree. With a loud bang, a wave-like wave raged across the world, blasting the surrounding graves apart.

Ye Bufan’s figure swayed slightly and he took three steps back.

Great True Lord Qinghe’s body was as still as a mountain, but there was a strange look in his eyes: “Not bad.”

“There aren’t many people in the middle stage of Nascent Soul who can stop Qinghe.”

“No wonder he was able to kill Master Yuhua.”

The Great Elder of True Demon, the Giant Qingmu and many other Nascent Souls praised him and made no effort to hide their admiration.

If it weren’t for the order from above, Ye Bufan would be the Son of God of the True Demon Sect and would be in charge of the entire True Demon Sect in the future!

pity……

“This is not your true strength! This body of yours… is a fake one!”

“Buzz!”

The Red-robed Lord’s expression suddenly turned grim, and he pointed a finger.

The speed is too fast.

It is more than ten times higher than the Nascent Soul giants.

Ye Bufan didn’t even have time to react. He felt a sharp pain between his eyebrows, and his face suddenly changed, revealing an old face.

It’s Master Feng!

“A clone is so powerful?” Great True Lord Qinghe was stunned and quite surprised.

The expressions of the others also changed suddenly.

“You are such a coward! Even when your own woman sends a message, you have to be on your guard!” The Red-robed Heavenly Lord was furious, with white smoke coming out of his nose.

There are no flaws in this layout.

The goddess took the initiative to contact Ye Bufan, and they just watched secretly and did not alarm her at all.

The secret of heaven was also concealed by the old national master himself. Even if this boy practiced the art of fortune-telling, he would not be able to predict anything.

“Woman? She is just a tool I use to obtain the Heavenly Evil True Magic Art.”

The Wind clone spoke slowly, his face expressionless.

Yu Xuanji was stunned and felt inexplicably heartbroken.

“Bang!”

The next moment, her puppet clone was grabbed and exploded by the wind clone, and her soul was annihilated and dissipated between heaven and earth.

“Dare to plot against me, damn it!”

The wind clone snorted coldly, showing his ruthlessness.

There was a barely perceptible hint of heartache in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

“It’s really cruel and ruthless.”

Great True Lord Zhenyang sneered that although he was a demon, he was not without emotions.

It’s just that the means of doing things are too direct and intense compared to the normal ones.

“Hahaha! Isn’t this what cultivating immortals is all about?”

The Wind clone laughed cruelly, a terrifying aura burst out from his body, and endless murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

“Senior in red, when I achieve divine transformation, I will come to visit you in person!”

“boom!”

Then, the whole person exploded directly, and the vibration destroyed the heaven and earth, forming a huge mushroom cloud that spread outward crazily.

“Edict!”

The Red-robed Heavenly Lord had an unsightly expression on his face. He drew a black hole in his palm, stretched out his big hand, and gently clenched it, absorbing all the powerful destructive force caused by the self-explosion.

Not to mention the self-destruction in the middle stage, even the self-destruction of the Nascent Soul giant could not cause any harm to him.

“Old Imperial Master! Come out!”

A wisp of unconscious soul floated out from between the palms and fingers of the Red-robed Heavenly Lord and was thrown backwards.

An old man in a white robe walked out slowly, received the soul, and said with a wry smile: “From the divination of this man, I’m afraid the old man won’t live long.”

“After the matter is accomplished, this Heavenly Monarch promises to help your grandson break through to the Nascent Soul giant!”

Two years ago, the Red-robed Heavenly King started to contact the old national teacher.

Until a year ago, I was barely persuaded.

But at that time Ye Bufan had too many clones and it was impossible to find the original one.

But now with this little bit of soul, there is hope!

“Okay, but I need your help to share the punishment.”

The old national teacher sighed and nodded.

He threw out three coins, based on the Liu Yao and Da Liu Ren, to make predictions about the future.

The medium is naturally that trace of soul.

Then, the whole person emanated a mysterious light and his body looked even older.

After a while.

He panted and croaked:

“His original body is in Yandu, the Imperial Mausoleum of Great Yan.”

“This kid has been possessing Emperor Yan’s body for two years.”