Chapter 1378 Incident

Ye Chunyang looked up at the falling talisman light, his eyes cold as ice.

With a cold snort, Ye Chunyang shook his sleeves suddenly, and eighty-one swordfish swam out. With the sword tactics, dense sword shadows shot towards the talisman light.

The next moment, only low muffled sounds were heard, and the talisman light was chopped by the swords and dissipated without a trace, revealing the magic circle inside.

"It's also a teleportation array?"

Ye Chunyang glanced at the magic circle, and a flash of surprise flashed in his heart.

Judging from the fluctuations from this array, it is obviously a long-distance teleportation array, but I don't know where it came from and where it is teleported to.

Just as he was thinking about this, he suddenly heard a loud rumbling sound in his ears. The talisman light that had just been unfolded by the sword array was quickly condensed, and the magic circle inside suddenly rioted.

"Not good!"

Ye Chunyang felt a sense of uneasiness in his heart.

But the talisman light gathered too quickly. When he retracted the Great Thousand Sword Formation, a teleportation force suddenly enveloped him, leaving him completely defenseless.

Ye Chunyang didn't have time to think about it, and immediately activated the Soul Refining Technique, releasing his mind to protect his whole body.

The next moment, there were bursts of roars around him, followed by flashes of light. Ye Chunyang felt that he was forcibly lifted by some force and instantly crossed countless distances.

…

In a white valley, there were flowing springs and waterfalls above, ancient trees and shades below, and exotic flowers and birds around.

Such a wonderful scene was like a paradise.

At this time, a group of people stood in the valley, with no less than 500 figures. Among them, a tall woman wearing a green and green smoke group was Nie Xin.

And these people were also the Taoist foundation cultivators who left the Beiyun City teleportation array in the past few days.

In front of these hundreds of cultivators, there stood three old men in white clothes. One of them had reached the Perfection of the Spiritual Transformation Realm, while the other two were slightly lower, at the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

There was another young man beside the three old men.

The young man had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a high nose bridge, a fair face, and was very handsome. His cultivation was only at the Perfection of the Dao Foundation Realm, but he stood in front of the three old men, and it was obvious that he was of extraordinary status.

In front of him, a giant magic array was slowly rotating, which was exactly the same as the teleportation array on the altar of the high tower in Beiyun City.

"Uncle Mu, today is the last day of teleportation, right?"

The young man glanced at the teleportation array in front of him casually, and asked the old man who had reached the Perfection of the Spiritual Transformation Realm beside him.

"Yes, the spiritual power of the teleportation array has almost been reduced. If nothing unexpected happens, they will be back soon."

The old man called "Uncle Mu" nodded and replied.

As he spoke, he swept his eyes over the Northern Territory cultivators behind him and chuckled, "Junior Brother Wuchen is indeed very smart. With the condition that Kunlun Ruins will recruit disciples as an exception, the cultivators in the Northern Territory will definitely rush to come. Now that we have gathered hundreds of Dao Foundation Realm cultivators, it is enough to break the restrictions in the Immortal Traces."

"Uncle Mu, you are too kind. I used to gather intelligence in the Northern Territory in my early years. There are few resources there. Many people wanted to enter Kunlun Ruins but couldn't. Now that they have this opportunity, how could they let it go easily?" The young man smiled faintly.

This young man turned out to be Zhang Wuchen, who had followed Gu Qian into the Immortal Refining Valley.

"It's a pity that they don't know the dangers in the ancient immortal traces. Now that they have come to Zhongzhou, they can't regret it."

At the end of his words, Zhang Wuchen's eyes flashed with a sneer, and his voice lowered a few centimeters.

The old man surnamed Mu shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent.

At this moment, the teleportation array in front suddenly shook violently, and several streams of light spurted out from it. Zhang Wuchen's eyes condensed and he looked forward. Several figures appeared in the teleportation array one after another.

"Junior Brother Tu?"

The old man surnamed Mu looked at one of them with surprise on his face: "What happened? Why are you so seriously injured?"

The old man surnamed Tu and the woman who had returned from the Northern Territory were the old man and the woman who had reached the Perfect Spiritual Transformation Realm.

But at this moment, they were covered with wounds in many places, and their breath was extremely weak. It was obvious that they were seriously injured. There were originally seven or eight people in the group, but now there were only three or five people left.

"We were attacked during the teleportation. The other party set up a high-level magic array to forcibly disperse us. Several junior brothers have unfortunately died." The old man surnamed Tu was pale, and he said weakly after swallowing a Qi-recovering pill.

"What?"

The old man surnamed Mu's face changed slightly, and he asked: "Who is so bold as to attack our people in Kunlun Ruins?"

"I don't know. The other party set up a formation in the air, and his means are extremely powerful. Even if we join forces, we can't defeat him. I'm afraid he is some existence with great Taoism."

Thinking back to what happened in the teleportation array just now, the old man surnamed Tu was still frightened. The magical power of controlling the formation in the air was simply unprecedented. I'm afraid that only the elders in the sect can compete with people with such means.

"A formation from a distance?" Zhang Wuchen stepped forward, "Uncle Tu, can you tell what kind of formation it is?"

The old man surnamed Tu looked up and immediately became polite, "So it's nephew Zhang. The situation was chaotic at the time, and I didn't see clearly what kind of formation the other party used, but it also contained the power of teleportation. We originally brought three Northern Territory cultivators with us on this trip, but they seemed to have been swept away by this formation."

Although the other party's cultivation was far inferior to theirs, he was the closed disciple of a high-level elder in the sect and was deeply favored by the latter. They were only outer disciples of Kunlun Ruins, and they had to treat him with courtesy in front of the latter.

Zhang Wuchen frowned when he heard this, and it was unknown what he was thinking.

And just as the old man surnamed Tu finished speaking, there was another flash of light in the teleportation formation.

Zhang Wuchen, the old man surnamed Mu and others immediately looked over here, and saw a round-faced young man in black clothes holding a seven or eight-year-old girl and a white-clothed boy rushing out quickly.

The round-faced young man's cultivation was at the Daoji level, while the girl and the boy were at the Daoji level. Although the three people's cultivation was low, there were no injuries on their bodies, which surprised Zhang Wuchen and others.

"You're not dead?"

The old man named Tu looked at them strangely.

Especially when I saw the unfamiliar face of the round-faced young man, I was even more surprised.

This group is Ye Xiaobao, Ye Yao and Bai Feng.

The old man surnamed Tu was quite impressed by the young man with the magical breath-containing technique. When they were attacked during the teleportation, they were clearly swept away by the air-isolating magic circle, but they didn't expect to be still alive.

You know, several masters of the Spiritual Transformation Realm around him have perished, but these Daoji Realm monks are unscathed. How can he not be shocked?

And there was a strange young man next to him, which made him even more surprised.

"Where's my dad!"

Without answering the old man named Tu's words, Ye Yao broke away from Xiaobao's arms and looked around anxiously.

However, when they came out, the teleportation array had completely lost its spiritual power, became dim, and no one appeared anymore.

Seeing this scene, Ye Yao's face gradually turned pale.

"Senior Xiaobao, where is my father!"

She grabbed Xiaobao's sleeve tightly and asked again.

"No need to worry, he's fine." Ye Xiaobao said stiffly.

He is the clone of Ye Chunyang, who has cultivated into the second soul in the sea of ​​consciousness, just like Ye Chunyang himself is here.

Ye Yao's eyes were filled with tears, and she wanted to ask again. Bai Feng on the side patted his shoulder and said, "Don't worry, it's not like you don't know the master's magical powers. With his ability, he will never fall easily." "

"Really?"

Ye Yao's eyes lit up.

"That's natural. You should know him better than me."

While Bai Feng was talking, she was murmuring in her heart: "Is this unreliable master really going to die? I'm quite touched that he just came to the rescue regardless of the danger, but where did this guy next to him come from? from?"

Bai Feng looked at Ye Xiaobao beside him, full of doubts in his heart.

But at this time, Nie Xin, who saw the three of them, was stunned.

"They actually came here. Just looking at the situation, could it be that something happened to Ye Chunyang?" Nie Xin's thoughts flickered, but in the end he did not stand up and hid silently in the crowd.

"Okay, no matter who attacks you, I will report the matter to Kunlun Ruins truthfully. Since you are coming from the Northern Territory, you all know the rules of this trip."

Zhang Wuchen turned around and looked at the monks from the Northern Territory, and then pointed at the white misty valley in front of him.

"This is the entrance to the ancient immortal ruins. It will only appear on a full moon night. We will wait here. Once the immortal ruins appear, you can enter it."

"There is a restriction at the entrance. Only Taoist monks can enter. Once inside the restriction, you can work together to break the restriction. Of course, if any Taoist friend feels that the ability is feasible, he or she can do it alone."

"As soon as the restriction is broken, you can choose to come out or continue to explore the fairy trail. However, I would like to remind you that the deeper you go into the fairy trail, the more dangerous it becomes. It is difficult to guarantee whether you can come out alive after entering."

Zhang Wuchen's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

The centuries-old Northern Territory monks immediately locked their eyes on the deep valley, with excitement in their eyes.

However, no one is a fool to come here. Kunlun Ruins recruits them here with heavy conditions. This ancient fairy site must be extraordinary, and no one will take it lightly.

After Zhang Wuchen finished speaking, he raised one hand, and a talisman turned into fire and rose into the sky. After a few circles, it disappeared in a certain direction.

Afterwards, he, the old man surnamed Mu and others sat cross-legged outside the deep valley, waiting quietly for the entrance to the fairy trail to appear.

…

At the same time, in a plain hundreds of miles away from here, two figures sat cross-legged across from each other, holding strange magic spells in their hands.

They were a middle-aged man and an old man in gold robes.

The middle-aged man is tall and broad, with sharp eyes, while the old man has a stooped figure and a sleepy and lazy look. However, there is a strong demonic aura different from humans on both of them, giving people a sense of ferociousness. .

There was a strange rune under the feet of the two of them, and in front of them was a golden magic circle, which was fluctuating violently, as if something was about to break out of the circle.

"Old monster Golden Snake, are you sure that this formation of yours can intercept the teleportation formation of Kunlun Ruins and kill them all in one fell swoop?"

After staring at the magic circle in front of him for a long time, the middle-aged man asked in a low voice.

"Hey, Fellow Taoist Dragon, do you still doubt my ability? Although our true bodies are trapped, we can still reach the golden elixir level by using distraction to cast spells. How can we kill a few juniors from Kunlun Ruins?" What's going on?"

The old man in golden robe grinned with a ferocious smile.