Chapter 582 The Ambitious War Demon!

The being who attacked them secretly was at least in the Ascension realm.

When Su Luochuan saw that Song Yi and the others were unable to withstand the poisonous smoke, he used the power of creation as a guide to form a protective barrier, completely protecting them.

Immediately afterwards, he rose into the air, following the direction from which the arrow was fired, to find the existence that was secretly attacking them.

After searching for a while, he found nothing.

The opponent seemed not to be close at all, but fired an arrow from a distant place.

At the same time, Zhan Wuyang, who was reaping the benefits of the Heavenly Tribulation, was furious!

The benefits fed back by the Heavenly Tribulation contain law fragments. If you are lucky enough, you can comprehend magical powers through these law fragments.

But now, with the corrosive smoke eroding towards him, the spiritual energy containing the law fragments was contaminated, making it impossible for him to absorb these spiritual energy into his body!

"I am fighting against the demon royal family Zhan Wuyang, who is attacking me?"

At this moment, he roared fiercely and revealed his identity.

In his anger, he had forgotten his current situation.

Once his true name is exposed, it is very likely that it will be passed back to the Demon Clan.

By then, his identity as a traitor to the Demon Clan will probably become known to everyone!

"hehe……"

"In this magic pool, who cares who you are?"

Just as Zhan Wuyang's voice fell, a slightly joking voice came into his ears.

Hearing this, Zhan Wuyang suddenly reacted.

There is no stopping killing in the Phantom Pond.

Killings between the same race are a normal thing in this magical pool.

After hearing this voice, Fang Qingyang and Su Luochuan reacted immediately.

Fang Qingyang said to Su Luochuan: "Brother, I'm going to find the guy who stabbed someone in the back!"

After saying this, his body suddenly rushed up to the sky, turned into a stream of light, and chased in the direction of the sound.

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For the monks of the Demon Fighting Clan, the Phantom Pond is the fundamental place of their transformation.

The war demon with hidden arrows was about a hundred miles away from Fang Qingyang and the others. There were too many monsters within this range, and he was good at hiding, so Fang Qingyang and the others did not discover his presence immediately.

"The benefits that come back after plundering and transcending the tribulation are far more than the benefits gained from fighting those monster beasts in this phantom pool!"

On the top of an unnamed mountain, there was a war demon with blood-red skin and pale golden spiritual patterns engraved on his body, holding a dragon-shaped bow and arrow and standing on the top of the mountain.

His name is Yang Qing, his cultivation is in the second-step feathering realm, and he is good at bow and arrow.

He has a pair of eagle eyes and can see clearly even from a hundred miles away.

The arrows fired at Fang Qingyang and the others were from his masterpiece.

He sensed that someone was crossing the tribulation where Zhan Wuyang was, and after seeing that Zhan Wuyang had successfully crossed the tribulation, he fired this arrow.

Not only does the arrow contain poison, but it can also absorb the energy fed back from the tribulation through the air, and use it to strengthen one's own cultivation.

After successfully overcoming the tribulation, the benefit of the feedback from the tribulation is the spiritual energy with law fragments. These spiritual energy are far stronger than ordinary spiritual energy.

Once you absorb these spiritual energies into your body, you will be able to comprehend supernatural powers.

After reaching the realm of ascension, the monks' main focus is on magical powers.

Whoever controls more magical powers will have stronger combat power.

Yang Qing has been in this magic pool for a month and a half.

One month is the maximum time that the Magic Pond can support their practice here.

But he has practiced a secret method. Whenever the phantom pool rejects him, he will transform his aura into the aura of a monster. There is no time limit.

He decided to improve his cultivation to the realm of creation in this phantom pool before leaving.

At that time, no matter whether he is fighting against the demon royal family or something else, he will have to bow to himself.

The benefits fed back by the Heavenly Tribulation were constantly intercepted by him, and Yang Qing was in a happy mood as he absorbed the spiritual energy containing the fragments of the law.

As for Zhan Wuyang's roar when he revealed his identity, he didn't pay attention at all.

"Fighting the demon royal family? When I break through to the realm of creation, I will become the royal family!"

Yang Qing was in a happy mood. He was absorbing the spiritual energy fed back by Tianjie while appreciating Zhan Wuyang's anger. This was a very pleasant thing for him.

"You have no chance to break through to the realm of creation."

Just as Yang Qing's voice fell, a cold voice suddenly entered his mind.

Hearing this voice, Yang Qing's expression instantly became solemn.

"Who?"

He looked around and finally fixed his gaze directly in front of him.

Over there, a monk with his body suspended in the air came here. The man's body exuded a strong demonic aura, but in this demonic aura, there was an aura that made him extremely disgusted.

He couldn't tell what the aura was, but the other party's appearance gave him an instinctive sense of crisis.

The person who came was none other than Fang Qingyang. He looked at Yang Qing in front of him and without saying a word, he raised his hand and punched Yang Qing.

A punch was thrown, and the sky and the earth changed color. A fist shadow cut through the sky, almost crossing the distance of space, and fell directly in front of Yang Qing.

In an instant, Yang Qing only felt a breathtaking momentum directly enveloped him, suppressing his soul and trembling.

What kind of punch was this?

Yang Qing felt the situation he was facing now, and his expression became particularly ugly.

Before he could fight back, Fang Qingyang's fist had already landed on him.

Bang!

Yang Qing's body flew straight backwards. Under the attack of this undefeated king fist, his internal organs were shaken, and a large mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth. He looked at Fang Qingyang with horror, and he didn't expect that the person who came would be so fierce.

Fang Qingyang's appearance broke all his fantasies.

The shadow of death lingered in his heart at this moment. He did not dare to stay here any longer, but immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, stimulating his speed to the extreme, and wanted to escape from here completely.

However, when he was escaping quickly, a sharp sword light suddenly attacked from behind.

The sharp sword light almost cut through the space, and the sharp momentum was irresistible, which brought great threat to Yang Qing.

Feeling the situation he was facing now, Yang Qing was furious.

At the same time, Fang Qingyang's voice once again reached his ears, "Don't leave, if you dare to attack me, you must realize how serious the consequences are!"