Chapter 1061 Great Immortal Thunder

The sky was shaking like a tidal wave!

Ye Chunyang raised his head and saw thunder surging all over the sky, followed by a series of violent roars. The large-scale attack was condensed into the disc in Yuan Zhouzi's hand in an instant.

"He also has a magical treasure!"

Ye Chunyang was shocked. The fluctuations emitted by the object in Yuan Zhouzi's hand were very familiar to him. It was the same level of spirituality as his Brahma Golden Holy Lotus.

"Humph! This thing is called the Great Immortal Thunder, which is a legacy of my Yuan family since ancient times. It has never been used for many years. There is no need to activate this treasure to deal with you, but you are too unpredictable. I will never let you have a chance to survive."

Yuan Zhouzi's fierce laughter came from mid-air. When he spoke, he cast several spells in a row like a storm. The Great Immortal Thunder surged against the wind and blasted down at the magic treasures surrounding Ye Chunyang.

For a moment, the lightning flashed thousands of feet, and the world seemed to collapse at this moment. The demonic energy emitted from the Demon Abyss was all destroyed by the violent thunder. Although it seemed to be far away, the lightning reached Ye Chunyang in an instant.

Under the real Tongtian Lingbao, how could the imitations be its opponent? With a roll of lightning, several treasures were all broken by a single blow, turning into powder and dissipating.

Ye Chunyang's pupils shrank. Although they were both Tongtian Lingbao, Yuan Zhouzi's magic power was stronger than his, and the power of activating it was far greater than his.

Seeing the thunder covering his whole body, he suddenly shouted, and layers of scarlet and dazzling blood appeared on his body.

It was the Blood Refining Divine Art that the great demon had left in Xiao Bao's body. This art can burst out a certain level of cultivation in a short period of time through the power of blood essence, but this kind of evil magic has too many disadvantages. It will definitely damage the true essence if it is activated with all its strength. When Ye Chunyang was still in the foundation-building period, he practiced a spell called the Severe Blood Curse in this method. The price he paid after each activation made him remember it deeply. As the general outline of the Severe Blood Curse, this Blood Refining Divine Art requires a lot of self-damage to the true essence.

However, he has no other choice now. With Yuan Zhouzi's powerful cultivation and the Tongtian Lingbao in his hand, if he does not fight for his life, he may really be wiped out today.

Ye Chunyang gritted his teeth and looked at the thunder that was coming towards him. While activating the Blood Refining Divine Art, he spread his hands again. The golden light flashed in his palm, and the Brahma Golden Holy Lotus flashed again. Then the mana in his body rushed out like a flood.

This is the third time he has activated the Brahma Golden Holy Lotus!

At this time, Ye Chunyang already felt dizzy in his mind, which was a sign of spiritual power exhaustion, but now he could not care too much. After shouting loudly, the light of the Brahma Golden Holy Lotus surged. Under the urging of the blood refining magic, the lotus petals were faintly scarlet, revealing a bit of weirdness.

Seeing Ye Chunyang's sudden violent breath and the strangeness of the Brahma Golden Holy Lotus in his hand, Yuan Zhouzi's eyes flashed with suspicion, but soon he laughed lowly, and his magic power was urged again, and the great immortal thunder was pressed down frantically.

"Although you also have a Tongtian Lingbao in your hand, it's a pity that you don't have a treasure control technique for this thing. What right do you have to fight me?"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Under the powerful pressure, the surrounding mountains could not withstand it and collapsed one after another. The golden and red color of the Brahma Golden Holy Lotus also retreated inch by inch under the suppression of the lightning.

Ye Chunyang felt a chill in his heart. Yuan Zhouzi obviously had the real treasure control technique, while in comparison, he only had a basic method. Although the power of the Brahma Golden Lotus was not bad, he was completely unable to compete with the other party.

"Puff".

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and the Brahma Golden Lotus dimmed under the huge impact, and there was no power to stop it.

"Boom" sounded, and a huge lightning rushed out from Ye Chunyang's chest. His pupils shrank, his face instantly turned pale as paper, and his vision became a little blurred.

A breath of death enveloped his heart, and Ye Chunyang's heart was extremely cold, but he did not have the slightest fear because of this, because with this impact, Yuan Zhouzi's offensive gradually weakened, and he could not launch continuous attacks in a short period of time. He immediately endured the rapidly spreading injuries in his body and retracted the Brahma Golden Lotus into his body, and then a flash of blood flashed under his feet, and he appeared dozens of feet away almost like teleportation.

The speed was so fast that even Yuan Zhouzi could not expect it.

In fact, Ye Chunyang already knew that even if he used his full strength to activate the Blood Refining Divine Art and the Brahma Golden Holy Lotus, he might not be able to compete with Yuan Zhouzi. However, each time the Tongtian Lingbao was activated, it would take some time to recover its spirituality. This time, he tried his best to fight, which reduced the opponent's offensive by eight points. Even if he was hit by him, his life would not be hurt. Taking this opportunity, he could quickly escape.

Sure enough, after Yuan Zhouzi's full-strength attack, the Great Immortal Thunder was stagnant in place, and the lightning gradually faded. After flying dozens of feet, Ye Chunyang raised his hand and threw it. The mustard seed card appeared out of thin air. His body flashed wildly again, and a crack was torn in the void in front of him. The next moment, he disappeared directly into it.

The mustard seed card originally had the magical power of space teleportation, but it took some time to activate it. In the previous fierce battles, Ye Chunyang had no time to use it. Now that he had a chance to survive, he could use this thing to escape.

Seeing Ye Chunyang disappear again, Yuan Zhouzi could not help but pause, with a look of surprise on his face.

He was extremely angry and released his spiritual sense to detect the area of ​​ten miles, dozens of miles, and even a hundred miles away. However, he was stunned after a while.

Ye Chunyang's breath disappeared without a trace, as if he had evaporated from the world without a trace.

This time, Yuan Zhouzi was even more furious, and roared in anger.

Just then, a rainbow light flew over from a distance, and Master Ku Rong rode the rainbow to come.

His breath was a little disordered, and his face was a little pale. Seeing Yuan Zhouzi with a look of shock and anger, he wanted to say something but stopped in mid-air, not daring to get close.

"You are back, how is the matter?" After a while of rage, Yuan Zhouzi gradually calmed down, and asked Master Ku Rong in a low voice with a sidelong glance.

Master Ku Rong hesitated for a moment, smiled bitterly, "I am incompetent, and I killed Fu Peng on the spot, but the two seemed to have practiced some kind of combined skills, and the Nascent Souls fled under the dual cultivation."

Yuan Zhouzi raised his eyebrows, and his face suddenly became a little cold.

Master Ku Rong's face changed when he saw this, and he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, Elder Yuan, although the Nascent Souls of the two escaped, I used that thing during the fight, and even if they escaped, they will not survive for more than a few days."

Hearing this, Yuan Zhouzi's expression eased a little.

Master Ku Rong's eyes flashed after he finished speaking, and he asked, "What happened here? Did the elder kill Ye Chunyang?"

It would have been better if the other party didn't mention it. As soon as he mentioned it, Yuan Zhouzi's face darkened again. After a long time, he snorted coldly and said, "That kid has many magic weapons, and I underestimated his strength. But he was hit by my great immortal thunder, and I guess he won't live long."

"Great immortal thunder! It turns out that the legend of the Yuan family's Tongtian Lingbao really exists!"

Master Ku Rong was shocked, but he didn't dare to say it out loud, and could only mutter to himself.

But at this time, he looked at Yuan Zhouzi with a more fearful look.

There have been rumors in the world that there are several ancient families and sects in the world today that hold Tongtian Lingbao, and this great immortal thunder is the treasure of the Yuan family. I didn't expect this to be true.

But he was more surprised that Ye Chunyang was able to escape after being hit by the Tongtian Lingbao. Is this really something a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul can do?

After Yuan Zhouzi finished speaking, he said gloomily: "But just in case, we need to secretly find out the news of that kid after we go back. As long as he is alive, I will not be able to rest assured."

"Yes! When I return to the temple, I will definitely mobilize my disciples to search for this person." Master Ku Rong said solemnly.

Yuan Zhouzi nodded, and his expression completely calmed down.

After a while, he waved his hand and turned into a stream of light and fell downwards. He raised his hand again, and the teleportation array covered by the illusion appeared, and his figure disappeared out of thin air.

Master Ku Rong's eyes were cloudy, but he didn't say much in the end, and he stepped into the array and teleported away.

A shocking battle subsided, and the Demon Abyss returned to its previous dead silence, without any human voice, only rolling monsters.

However, in a low hill far away from here, a ball of light suddenly appeared and fell as fast as a meteor.

This hill looks ordinary, but it is surrounded by a water-like barrier. On the outside, it looks like a rolling magic fog and dead silence, but inside, there are birds singing, flowers blooming, springs and waterfalls, ancient trees and vines, and magical birds playing. If a mortal comes here, he might think he has strayed into a fairyland.

After the meteor-like light ball fell, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded around, and a dark cloud rose from the flat ground, tightly surrounding it.

A closer look revealed that the dark cloud was actually a group of strange-looking flying insects with sharp teeth and slender wings, which looked extremely ferocious.

And under the protection of this cloud of insects, there was a figure lying flat. He was covered in blood, but it had long been dried up, and his breath was extremely weak, as if he would die at any time.

This person was Ye Chunyang.

At this time, he still had a trace of consciousness, but after ordering the demon-eating Gu group to protect the law around him, his consciousness gradually became drowsy. Before his eyes were completely closed, through the gap in the insect cloud, he saw a stream of light flashing not far away, quickly falling in front of him, revealing several handsome young men and women.

Surrounded by the insect cloud, the few people did not notice his existence, but looked at the demon-eating Gu group with fear and doubt. Soon after, there seemed to be some voices from these people, and then they separated to the left and right, and a woman walked out from them. She looked to be in her early twenties and her cultivation was at the peak of the late Jindan stage.

The woman stood outside the insect cloud and was stunned, her eyes were a little complicated, and then she walked quickly.

Ye Chunyang, whose consciousness was gradually blurred, could no longer see the woman's appearance. He only vaguely saw that she was wearing a black long skirt, with an elegant temperament, but there seemed to be a sense of coldness that made people unable to approach.

For some reason, this woman gave Ye Chunyang a feeling of familiarity, but at this time he had completely fainted and didn't know anything anymore.