Chapter 1137 What kind of power is this

She didn't know that the language Yang Fan was chanting now was called the Ghost Clan Emperor Language, which was a language that only the Ghost Clan Emperor Veins were qualified to learn and use. This language itself condensed the extremely profound ghost way.

Many of the Ghost Clan's secret techniques must be used in conjunction with the Ghost Clan Emperor Language to be successfully performed.

Even with the careful teaching of the beautiful female ghost, Yang Fan still spent nearly ten years to finally master this language, and was regarded as a demon by the beautiful female ghost. Then, for a long time afterwards, she would occasionally sigh that if Yang Fan turned to ghost cultivation, he would definitely become a ghost clan power.

Unlike when he was in the God Realm and could spit out hundreds of syllables in a blink of an eye, with Yang Fan's current cultivation, he could only barely perform it. Every time he spit out a syllable, his mental power would be consumed greatly. If it weren't for the fact that he had accumulated a lot of dragon vein power in his body to supplement it, he would definitely not be able to continue.

Even so, after spitting out more than ten syllables, Yang Fan's face was already a little pale, and he was sweating profusely.

Seeing this, Liu Jingyu felt distressed and wanted Yang Fan to stop, but she could not speak and could only watch him continue to perform.

Finally, as Yang Fan uttered the last syllable, a loud roar suddenly sounded above the imperial city without any warning.

Countless spirits in the imperial city were frightened and subconsciously looked up.

Especially the White Dragon King Bai Xiaoyu and others, who reacted quickly and rushed out in an instant.

"What happened!"

"Is there another strong man attacking?"

However, when they looked up at the sky, their eyes froze.

I saw that above the imperial city, or more precisely, above the White Dragon King's court, there appeared an extremely huge vortex that seemed to be a distortion of space. The vortex radiated and covered the entire imperial city.

In the space vortex, there was a sound like millions of creatures howling and wailing at the same time. If you listen carefully, there were men and women, old and young, and there seemed to be countless languages, and there were countless screams of beasts and the sounds of insects and birds!

[To be honest, I have been using Reading Books to catch up with the latest updates recently, switching sources, and reading aloud with many voices, both Android and Apple are available. ]

Not only that, there were some sudden screams, like gods and demons, which could suppress all sounds, and they were not made by any person or creature at all!

These sounds gathered together to form a continuous rumbling sound that shook the entire imperial city. Those who heard it were all horrified and had instinctive fear. Countless ordinary spirits were scared and pale and collapsed to the ground.

If there is really purgatory in this world, then this space vortex seems to be the passage connecting the human world to purgatory!

"What is this?"

More and more strong spirits rushed out, and their faces turned pale one by one, and they were all shocked by this unprecedented phenomenon.

Only Bai Xiaoyu, Tang Anya and others quickly came to their senses, looking at each other in surprise, wondering if this strange phenomenon was related to Yang Fan's refining of the array puppet.

Because if you look closely, you can find that Bai Xiaoyu's residence is just below the center of the space vortex.

At this moment, a strange power that only the two of them could sense penetrated from the center of the space vortex and fell into the residence below.

"It's because of Master!" Tang Anya said in a voice transmission, and the tense expression on her face relaxed.

"What kind of power is this?" Bai Xiaoyu's eyes widened instantly: "Based on this momentum, I thought the thing that came out would be very evil, but I didn't expect it to be so..."

She couldn't find the right words to describe it for a while.

"Peaceful." Tang Anya added, with a strange color flashing in her beautiful eyes, and said: "This power gives me a familiar feeling. It is quite similar to the aura of the monks of the Shemo Temple that I have seen before, but it is much purer than the latter, like the difference between a firefly and the bright moon."

"Master... you are really omnipotent." Bai Xiaoyu's eyes flashed with a strange color.

When this trace of power descended, the distorted space above the imperial city was smoothed by an invisible hand, all the sounds disappeared instantly, and the sky was as blue as a wash, as if nothing had happened.