Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

This is the secret technique of Nirvana, and it is the supreme skill of Mount Shu.

Not to mention in the age of desolation, even in ancient times, it is the supreme secret book, and it is even more impossible for him to miss it.

There is nothing lacking in this secret scripture, and it is even more precious. Since ancient times, few people have obtained it.

Fortunately, Ye Fan would not let it slip away from his hands.

Even with the Sword Immortal by his side, he still moved full-bodied, intercepting scriptures.

In the end, with a soft sound, the endless runes branded the void.

It was extracted by Ye Fan, and then condensed into infinite secret books in the void.

He even deduced it to the highest level of perfection, even more perfect than Jian Wushuang's Divine Phoenix Nirvana Sutra.

"Buzzing..."

The sound is like a muffled thunder that shakes the sky. In the boundless world imprinted by this ancient scripture, every rune is shining with light, writing immortal chapters in the universe, overflowing with inexplicable majesty.

The scriptures are truly visible, as if carved from immortal gold, spread out, mysterious and endless, and circulate the supreme profound truth.

Ye Fan couldn't help being amazed, Shushan secret technique is really extraordinary!

Even those two bad old men were burning in their hearts and their eyes were scorching, wanting to pry into the scriptures.

Who told them that they only controlled a few fragments, and they were too far behind!

No one can resist the temptation of this supreme secret code.

However, the scriptures were deduced by Ye Fan, and they turned into a river of light falling into Ye Fan's Yintang, and surfaced in his sea of ​​consciousness just for a moment.

Every rune is buzzing, every word is mysterious and unpredictable.

Ye Fan's eyes were as deep as a galaxy, with a little more clarity.

The scriptures were imprinted in his sea of ​​consciousness, indelible, and at the same time protected by the divine array he built in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Chapter 1793 Are you willing to worship me as your teacher!

"If you like this technique, I can teach it to you. If you are willing to join Shushan, I can even teach you some other Shushan magic skills."

In the depths of the cave, colorful light and mist flowed, where it was as bright as a rainbow, it was the breath of immortals.

Ye Fan was on alert. As for the sword Wushuang in his hand, Nirvana failed, only the head was still intact, and the other parts were broken and incomplete, and could not be reshaped under the entanglement of violent forces.

Ye Fan started the Red Flag space, threw him in like throwing trash, and became a prisoner.

"Please open the formation, I want to see my old friend."

Ye Fan was neither sad nor happy, and said slowly.

"Of course there is no problem. You are here, are you still worried that you won't see me?"

The voice was melodious and ethereal, carrying the vicissitudes of the years, making it unforgettable and impressive.

As the words fell, there was a buzzing sound, and a golden road spread out.

Spreading from the depths of the cave, it looked extremely sacred, roaring the sound of the avenue, and fell in front of Ye Fan.

Ye Fan squinted his eyes, hesitated for a while, jumped up, landed on the golden road, and walked towards the depths of the cave.

The eyes of the two old men in Shushan were full of envy, watching Ye Fan climb the Golden Avenue.

You know, even they are not qualified to experience.

That is condensed by the magic power of the immortal, and it contains the profound meaning of the Dao.

Standing on it, it is easy to have an epiphany.

When Ye Fan stepped onto the Golden Avenue, he couldn't see anything else in front of him, only the eternal Golden Avenue.

Extending from here to the ends of the earth, he is calm and unhurried, without worry.

In the end, the light is restrained, and the golden road comes to an end.

Ye Fan walked on it and soon fell to the ground.

This is a quiet and peaceful place, the sacred light and mist are hazy, the aura is flowing, the spiritual spring is bubbling, and there are fairy herbs and elixir everywhere.

In front, there is an ancient tree that exudes great luck.

There is endless sunlight flowing on the tree, the leaves are sparse, but each piece is crystal clear, sparsely dotted on the horned dragon-like branches.

Accompanied by fluttering petals, falling petals are colorful and sparkling.

Under the tree, there was a person sitting cross-legged.

He is wearing a yin and yang robe, his eyes are closed, he is detached and refined, he looks like an indescribable fairy charm, peaceful and quiet, giving people a sense of beauty.

The falling petals were transformed into light and rain, floating around, making him look even more flawless.

"Please sit down."

The man didn't open his eyes, but spoke softly, his words were calm, without the slightest smoke and fire, making it impossible for people to find out what his state of mind was.

Ye Fan was sitting not far away, the ground was covered with fairy grass, all kinds of elixir were rooted not far away, radiant and fragrant, refreshing.

The man under the tree looked very young and had a magnetic voice. Although he was a man, he was extremely ethereal and extremely beautiful. It was impossible to find out his age.