Chapter 386: Traps and Fights

There is no one like him in Taihu Lake. Even if he is on the list, it should be Wang Yu, the Seventh Elder of Cold Blood Peak, not the Ice Demon Boy.

Now he has grown back to ten years old.

From a young child to a young man, his appearance actually changes to a certain extent.

There is almost no psychological resistance in refining the human elixir.

I believe that the ancestor in Qingyi just asked him to hand in a surrender certificate casually. As long as he was not a spy from Taihu, he thought he could handle the rest.

"Hahahaha, since Taoist friend is so happy, why don't you go and see it now?"

"Can."

Wang Yu nodded slowly. In the evening, his peripheral vision inadvertently glanced at the twin sisters standing in the hall. Qing Yi observed their words and immediately glanced at the Lord of Meiling City.

This person understands.

"Senior Ice Demon, I will send these Shu beauties to Fragrance Courtyard, where you can stay."

"polite."

"No, you are the one giving me face."

Wang Yu suddenly showed a satisfied smile. Yuanying and Jiedan were really different. How could they have defeated these capable second generations before!

Nascent Soul is already one of the few powerful groups in this world.

In addition, when the body reaches the age of ten, the appearance is somewhat similar to that of adulthood, so he needs to use cover-up methods again.

At this point, he was ready to try out the ever-changing properties of the innate demon fetus.

Currently, only one demon spirit form is stored, but it is okay to use this ability to slightly modify the facial features, which will make it more confusing.

After a simple courtesy, Wang Yu followed Qing Yi to the prison of the Meiling City Lord's Mansion. There were seven or eight young people wearing red kite traditional clothes and with seven or eight scars on their faces.

Weak and fell in prison.

This look is more like a mortal gangster than a red kite demon cultivator, and wearing traditional clothes is too outrageous, which the locals only wear during holidays.

As for Chi Yuan's festival...except that there is a demon coming to the sun, Wang Yu doesn't know anything about it, and he doesn't need to know about it.

As for those fake disguises at first glance, it shows that they are all newcomers who have not even experienced hardships, otherwise they would not be so stupid.

"Fellow Taoist, please——"

Wang Yu looked at it and felt that something was wrong.

"Brother Qingyi, can I search for souls?"

"This...is not appropriate."

The Qingyi ancestor smiled and explained.

"These spies have already searched for the soul once. If they search again in a short period of time, the soul will be broken into pieces and it will be difficult to refine it into a human elixir."

Wang Yu sneered.

"As far as the human elixir road is concerned, the soul itself is just a material. As long as it is not refining the soul-like elixir, it is not used at all. Brother Qingyi just wants it, right?"

"..." The other party was suddenly speechless.

The spies in the prison who heard the conversation between the two were shocked and screamed hysterically. One of them in particular was particularly eye-catching.

"Don't!

"I am the legitimate son of True Lord Yang Lei, I..."

Qing Yi's expression changed, and he sewed his lips together with a wave of his hand. Blood dripped from his mouth, and he groaned like a butchered pig but couldn't. He could only hold back his face until it turned red.

"Zhenjun Yanglei, Leihuo Temple veteran Nascent Soul middle stage!"

"Fellow Taoist Qingyi is such a busy person, it's hard to help him."

Wang Yu's breath was cold.

When he found out that this group of people were stupid and naive, he started to make some speculations. The flowers in the greenhouse + wanted to prove their dandyism.

He can clearly guess the cause and effect of the matter without searching for souls. Without him, he can only be familiar with it!

The loser wants to prove himself, but he has no real skills.

It is entirely his own fault that he has fallen into this fate.

Faced with Wang Yu's questioning.

The old ancestor in Qingyi was silent for a while, and then defended: "I won't hide it from you until now. Fellow Ice Demon Daoist has no clue, and he really needs this certificate of submission."

"yes."

Wang Yu did not deny this.

"But you shouldn't set a trap for me. It's just a matter of submitting a petition. You can just kill a few people from Taihu. Why do you need to make me and Zhenjun Yanglei have a son-killing feud.

"The battle between good and evil is about to begin, what are your intentions?!!"

Being scolded by a junior who had just become a baby, the ancestor in Qingyi lost his composure and his attitude became tough.

"What do you think?"

"If you can't kill this person, change the batch. In addition, you should pay for your offense, ten top-quality spiritual stones."

"impossible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Qingyi Patriarch decisively refused.

"The lion opened his mouth, do you think my surname is Jin?"

"Does Fellow Taoist mean not to give it to you?"

The blood surged up, and rage rose in the heart of the ancestor in Qingyi, but he remembered that Wang Yu was invited to stay, so he forcibly endured it.

But take a step back and get angrier the more you think about it.

"I am a dignified third-level Yuan Ying monk, are you still afraid of a yellow-haired brat like you?!!"

Guessing that he would take action, Wang Yu started to laugh even more ferociously.

Such a close distance.

The big hand directly reached over, the silver-blood divine power formed a field of power, and the invisible palm print was taken boldly.

In an instant.

The Tsing Yi Patriarch blew out endless storm winds from his body to form a Feng Gang defense, but how could he block Wang Yu's sneak attack when he was caught off guard.

"Boom——"

The entire prison collapsed in an instant, and Wang Yu looked at the right time to take that shit Yang Lei Zhenjun's legitimate son into the human race bag, including those around him.

They were all rescued by him.

He figured it out. His true form, Wang Yu, needed to avoid the Nine Evil Sword Lord. He did not dare to show his face until he reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul. His identity as the Ice Demon Boy was not established.

It's okay on weekdays, but it will be frequently explored when there is a war.

There was no way he could get into the senior team of Chi Yuan. In such a fucked up situation, he simply voted.

It has nothing to do with Wang Yu anyway.

Moreover, the number of monks in Taihu almost overwhelms the Red Yuan. It is only because of the large number of top-level combat forces that they can keep the territory of the Red Yuan intact.

Is there anything wrong with temporarily joining the dominant side?

He is also familiar with Red Yuan. Making profits in this area is no different than a rat getting into a rice vat. When the war is over, he will still be the seventh elder of Hanxue Peak.

A sexy operation suddenly pops up in my mind.

It seems to work well at first glance, but it will face many problems in actual implementation, but it is more comfortable than it is now.

Tsing Yi has no habit of swallowing her anger.

Not even Wang Yu!

Without Ning Ying, I am afraid, but with Ning Ying, I am still afraid. Isn’t that Bai Ning Ying? ! !

"If you were a great monk, I would still be jealous of you."

"snort--"

Qing Yi suddenly emerged from the ruins with a gray face, a big bruise on his face, and a slight fear in his old eyes.

"Ice Demon Boy, don't blame me for not practicing martial ethics.

"Fenghua, activate the City Lord's Mansion formation!"

As a fourth-level main city, the defensive formation here is naturally also a fourth-level one. Wang Yu was not afraid at all and rushed towards the Tsing Yi Ancestor as if he was in a hurry.

In fact, the spiritual consciousness is connected to the Haixin Ring.

Touching the ring of the Seven Elders of Cold Blood, he instantly invaded the center of the formation. As one of the powerful elders of the Mountain Gate headquarters, he could control the formations of all third-level cities under the Niling Blood Sect.

Although he couldn't completely control the fourth-order formation, he could make it unable to attack him. No matter how he recognized him, he was one of his own.

Activating the formation is just a waste of spiritual energy.

Qing Yi was completely unaware.

The wind escape technique was quickly opened, and with a pinch of the magic formula in his hand, seven or eight hurricanes condensed into wind ropes and entangled towards him.

The demonic energy was boiling, and Wang Yu just stretched out his hand to push it away.

The two fields of force directly compressed the air, as if forming two shields, pushing all Feng Gang away, and the illusion of the moon flashed in his eyes.

With the addition of the mid-level fourth level divine consciousness, Qing Yi was stunned for a moment.

Such an opportunity.

The Ice Chi Dan Flame erupted at high altitude, turned into a long ice flame dragon, grabbed Qing Yi in its mouth, slammed into the square of the City Lord's Mansion, and exploded with a bang.

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Sea urchin-like ice spikes suddenly erupted.

The entire Meiling City Lord's Mansion was destroyed, and the world seemed to have turned into a hell of ice. The power of the spell blessed by the demonic element was the true appearance of the Ice Chi Pill Flame.

The third level of Nascent Soul is nothing more than that.

"Ancestor!"

Meiling City Lord Fenghua was horrified when he saw this. A token in his hand had been activated, and the fourth-level formation was enough to protect the entire central city area.

The formation center is not so easy to destroy.

Naturally smoothly inspired.

Wang Yu couldn't see any clues about this formation. He could only see long green snakes descending from the sky, turning into ninety-nine wind pillars connecting the sky and the ground. Multiple wind pillar nodes appeared in the city.

But more are still outside the city.

"Use a defensive counterattack to deal with me?"

Through the performance of the formation, although Wang Yu could not see through it instantly, he could still tell the type. This type of formation was easiest to break from the inside.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Obviously.

The ancestor in Tsing Yi had a different view. He was so burned by the Ice Chi Pill Flame that his gorgeous Tsing Yi had become tattered and pitch black, and his human-like long beard was also destroyed.

He took out a long ruler and pointed at Wang Yu.

"This formation can control the great monk Yuanying on the outside, and... can also restrain you on the inside, Fenghua - Gangfeng Crystal!"

Such an order.

Wang Yu noticed that a tornado suddenly appeared around him. He was in the eye of the storm, and the rich wind demon energy turned into a hurricane and even crystallized.

It actually wanted to completely seal Wang Yu.

After a little exploration of his consciousness and confirming that the seventh elder's ring was okay, he suddenly showed a look of horror.

"Fellow Taoist Qingyi, we have something to discuss."

"hehe--"

The storm demon energy all over Qing Yi's body was boiling, and his natal magic weapon, Tian Qing Ruler, began to condense special magical powers with extraordinary power, and he did not forget to mock Wang Yu.

"You know you are wrong if you want to die! You are just afraid of death!

"Ice Demon, you only have the mentality of getting rich instantly, instead of possessing the true magnanimity of a strong Nascent Soul man. How ridiculous."

Wang Yu raised the corners of his mouth.

Trash talk goes in the left ear and out the right ear.

In his eyes, there was only the posture of Qing Yi accumulating power. In less than a third of a second, the Aurora Escape Technique, which turned into purple, was suddenly launched. Wang Yu transformed into thousands of phantoms and fled in all directions.

The phantom fog and ice mirror condensed simultaneously. This was the first time he used this defensive technique, but it was used as a means of confusion to control the phantom body to synchronize with himself.

Directly surrounding the City Lord's Mansion, forming an inverted bowl-shaped ice mirror world, this is mainly to cover the outside sight and the creatures in the City Lord's Mansion.

They were all turned into ashes under the bombardment of his Ice Chi Pill Flame.

The only people alive were the city lord and Qing Yi.

This is the power of Nascent Soul!

Witnessing Wang Yu coming and going freely in the sealing changes of the fourth-order formation, the Qingyi Patriarch's body couldn't help but tremble, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

[Wind Brake Giant Spirit Sword Gang] This magical power is unparalleled and can exert power beyond the realm, but the disadvantage is that it needs to be accumulated, and interrupting it midway may even cause him internal injuries.

That's why Qing Yi asked Feng Hua to use a formation to seal Wang Yu's movement space before accumulating power. There was no problem with the process, but the formation that had never gone wrong failed.

My mind is filled with impossible thoughts.

Who can move freely in the formation? The formation master who set up the formation, the token owner, his own people, and the elders of the Holy Sect!

The first two are impossible, and the latter two... Qingyi was suddenly shocked.

"You can quickly crack the recognition effect of the formation.

"Ice Demon! Are you still a genius in the art of alchemy and formation? ! ! "

"Nonsense. "

He was too lazy to care about Qingyi anymore. Using the phantom mist ice mirror to block the outside world's prying eyes proved that Wang Yu was going to use some means that no one could know.

Once these means were used, with the reputation of Wang Yu's original body.

Qingyi would definitely recognize it in a few breaths.

So... it must be fatal in one blow, and even the opportunity for the Nascent Soul to activate the teleportation technique cannot be given, and the magic energy in the body flows to different parts of the body at the same time.

The difference between the various magical powers was less than half a breath, so they were directly performed.

First.

The combination of soul-destroying death light + fixed body mirror, this set of techniques can be called a must-kill combo for forming a pill. After he broke through the fourth-level consciousness, it was very Few people can stop it.

But Yuanying is an exception!

Even though his body cannot move, Qingyi spits out divine light from his mouth, and several needle-shaped magic weapons shoot out from under his tongue, emitting a strong soul halo.

This is one of his advantages.

Rich and familiar use of fourth-level magic weapons, with the family background of Yougu Feng family, there are only two Yuanying cultivators in the family, and full configuration is the basic requirement.

On this basis, Wang Yu also needs to estimate Qingyi's means of saving his life and his trump card for fighting for his life. If he wants to have a chance to defeat the strong with the weak! It is very difficult to kill the opponent.

But he still wants to try.

"Splitting God Needle, specializes in countering spiritual consciousness!"

Qingyi showed a mocking look to Wang Yu's phantom in the sky. The charging stage of Tianqing Ruler is approaching the end, and Wang Yu no longer hesitates.

Huangquan Earth Resentment Puppet suddenly drilled out of an ice mirror.

Huangquan Burying Bone Curse Sword-Slashing!

"Huangquan... Watch! "

Qing Yi obviously misunderstood. Human puppets are like this. Their aura is very similar to that of living people, not to mention that Wang Yu was wearing a blood bag robe.

At this moment, Qing Yi's ancestor misjudged Wang Yu's identity. Under the pressure of the reputation of the bankruptcy magic power, he activated a talisman.

Fourth-level talisman treasure: Wind King Slash!

Wang Yu had seen this magic power before, but it was obviously one of the life-saving foundations left by the ancestors of the Feng family. The turbid yellow bone sword collided with the Gangfeng giant sword.

Both were annihilated at the same time.

The Yellow Springs Earth Resentment Puppet was swept away by the aftermath, and the City Lord's Mansion also completely collapsed, even sunken. A few meters away, there was no sign of the prosperous scene that had once existed.

At that time.

The Qingyi ancestor had just come back to his senses, and in an instant, veins on his forehead bulged, and a huge sense of crisis enveloped him.

A blood-colored sword light that seemed to span the past and present.

It slashed vertically.

No matter how he dodged, it seemed that he could not avoid it.

It was one of Wang Yu's trump cards.

The fourth-level killing magic power, the Blood Killing Heart Sword, has been advanced to the end of the entry stage. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a small success. It is a carefully planned sword.

At the same time, it caused a devastating blow to the mind and body.

"——Ancient Ancestor, help me!"

Qingyi shouted loudly. At the critical moment of life and death, even if he was reluctant, he decisively gave up the magic power accumulation. A green talisman jumped out of his brow and turned into a giant bell to block the sword light for him.