Chapter 1502 Who is the ant?

It has been less than ten hours since the Alchemy Exchange Conference. Everyone on the island is looking forward to it, and many ships on the sea have arrived overnight.

Ye Chunyang walked through the night sky, his spiritual consciousness slightly examining the surroundings. At this time, in addition to the foreign monks living in the Spirit Medicine Pavilion on the island, several halls of the Medicine God Sect were also busy, obviously preparing for tomorrow's conference.

After grasping the basic situation, Ye Chunyang quickly flew towards the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion without any pause.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

"Swish, swish", several sounds of piercing the air came, and the black shadows in front flickered, and several figures appeared out of thin air in mid-air. Before they were close, a heavy spiritual pressure was crushing down like a hundred thousand giant mountains.

Ye Chunyang frowned, stopped and fell down.

Several figures laughed ferociously, and also flashed into the woods.

"Are you Ye Chunyang?" a man with a thin face asked.

"That's right, who are you and why are you blocking my way?" Ye Chunyang glanced at them and saw that there were three people on the other side. They had murderous intent on them, and it was obvious that they were coming with bad intentions.

Moreover, these three people are all masters of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. Such a lineup is not a small one.

"That's very good. We didn't find the wrong person. You dare to kill a member of the Shen family. You are very brave."

The man with a thin face said with a sinister smile.

"I heard that you have a master guard from the Spirit Transformation Realm beside you. He defeated all the masters from the Qin family. Let him come out. I will kill him first and then capture you."

"The Shen family?"

Ye Chunyang frowned and didn't bother to ask. He just said lightly: "I am the only one."

"Really? It's a pity to say so."

The thin man smoothed the sleeves of his robe and said casually: "I originally planned to get rid of the master next to you, but since you are the only one here, I have to take you down first and then go find him."

Ye Chunyang looked at the three of them without any fluctuation on his face.

"Boy, are you going to follow us by yourself, or let us do it ourselves?" Seeing Ye Chunyang staying there as if scared, the thin man's eyes flashed with disdain.

Ye Chunyang said nothing.

"I don't have time to spend with you here. I give you three breaths to make a choice." The thin man showed even more contempt, "But I suggest that you'd better follow us obediently, otherwise you will have to wait for us to do it ourselves. I regret it so much.”

"Don't even think about resisting. It's useless. We have already investigated your background. Except for that fat man who has achieved a small degree in the Spirit Transformation Realm, you have no one to rely on. In front of the three of us, you are just an ant. You can be crushed to death with the back of your hand. "

Ye Chunyang still remained silent and did not answer.

"Third brother, why are you talking so much nonsense with him? Just kill him directly and take him back to fourth uncle for questioning. With his mere Daoji realm perfect cultivation, can he still make a world-shaking success in front of us?" A man on the left said The stern young man sneered.

"Yes, if his bodyguard who is a minor in the spirit transformation realm is here, he might make us spend more time. Now he is the only one, so we can just take it." Another person also said ferociously: "It is said that the third brother is using the blood tempering technique. A blood curse can be planted in a person's body to make life worse than death. Doesn't Fourth Uncle plan to arrest this person for questioning? He might as well try this technique on this kid. There will be no need to press him, and he will naturally tell everything. "

"Haha, this is a very clever plan. To be honest, I haven't seen Third Brother perform this technique before, so I can give it a try." The stern young man agreed with an exaggerated smile.

"He doesn't want to know what the blood tempering technique feels like." The thin man known as "Third Brother" flicked his fingers and said jokingly: "My spell has made countless lives worse than death. That kind of feeling It’s too painful, and his cultivation is too weak. I’m afraid that once this technique is used, he won’t be able to withstand it and will die on the spot.”

As he said that, he shook his head and sighed, and said: "Boy, we don't want to embarrass you. If you come with us by yourself, we can give you a good time after your fourth uncle asks clearly."

The two people next to him started laughing.

"Have you said enough?"

Ye Chunyang was really tired of hearing this and said calmly: "Three weak reptiles dare to be rampant in front of me. Soon you will know who the ants are. No matter who you are or what your purpose is here, Everyone is going to hell today!”

Suddenly, Ye Chunyang's momentum changed, and he took a step forward, causing the mountain to shake suddenly, and strong winds to catch him.

"Huh?"

The conversation between the three people came to an abrupt end. It was true that Ye Chunyang's cultivation was at the Daoji level, but there was an astonishing pressure on him at this time, making them feel a suffocating sense of solemnity.

"How can a Taoist monk have such spiritual pressure?"

"Who are you exactly?"

The three of them suddenly felt something bad.

"You'll know soon."

Ye Chunyang's face was expressionless, with his fingers a little between his eyebrows.

"Buzz!"

A huge spiritual thought surged, ripples appeared in the void, and the three people's bodies shook wildly as if they were being strangled by some invisible force.

The thin man was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed.

Ye Chunyang said a faint word, and a powerful force of spiritual thoughts suddenly swept out.

The thin man's face looked suspicious, and he was thinking about something. He suddenly looked to the side in shock. The stern young man had just been talking, and fine lines of blood appeared on his head, and then exploded with a "bang". Turned into a pool of blood mist.

"you?"

"The power of divine thoughts!"

"This is soul magic!"

The skinny man's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly growled: "You are a soul cultivator!"

"Didn't you investigate me clearly? Why, you can't even find out this little detail?" Ye Chunyang looked indifferent.

The thin man's pupils shrank violently. The stern young man, who was just like him and had reached the Spiritual Transformation Realm, was killed by Ye Chunyang in a blink of an eye using soul skills, which showed that the opponent's soul cultivation was extremely strong.

There was a chill behind the remaining person. Just now they were discussing how to manipulate each other. No one expected that Ye Chunyang could hide so deeply.

The three of them had similar cultivation levels. If Ye Chunyang could kill the cold young man with his backhand, couldn't he also kill them easily?

"Hmph, so what if you are a soul cultivator?" After the initial shock, the thin man quickly showed disdain, "Do you think you can fight against us with your own strength?"

"Third brother is right. Although this kid is weird, he is the only one who can't be our enemy. Let's go together and take him down!" The remaining man heard this, his eyes flickered a few times, and he nodded. .

As he spoke, a flying sword and a square piece of copper flew out of the Qiankun Bag, with a brilliant aura on them.

Both of them are accomplished monks in the Spiritual Transformation Realm. They have developed magical powers. Both of their magical weapons are at an advanced level. Their combined power is astonishing and cannot be resisted by ordinary people.

"Like an ant!"

Ye Chunyang didn't even bother to use his soul, so he directly sent out a spiritual thought. The two flying magic weapons suddenly trembled a few times, and then the light dimmed.

In the horrified eyes of the two people, the magic weapon exploded before even getting close to Ye Chunyang's body, turning into debris and scattering on the ground.

Before the thin man could recover, there was another muffled sound next to him, and without any warning, another man's head exploded into a mist of blood.

"What?"

The magic weapon was broken and his companions were killed. This scene made the thin man horrified.

"This man's soul cultivation is so terrifying. We must not fight head-on with him again, otherwise I may not be able to escape death. For now, I can only retreat temporarily and tell Brother Shen Mu and Fourth Uncle the news, asking them to take action personally!"

The thin man was filled with fear.

He originally thought that Ye Chunyang was just an ant that could be easily crushed to death, but he never thought that the other party could be so terrifying. If he continued to struggle with him, he would probably die here.

Thinking of this, the slender man pulled away without hesitation and flew back, then a spiritual light flashed under his feet and he suddenly fled high into the sky.

Just as he rose into the air, he paused, and suddenly felt as if something was piercing his mind.

The skinny man's expression changed, and he hurriedly activated his consciousness to check, but found nothing strange.

Suspicion flashed across his face, but after seeing a false alarm, he quickly mentioned it and disappeared into the night sky in a few flashes.

Ye Chunyang watched the thin man disappear and stood still.

After a moment, the corner of his mouth curled up, and with a flick of his finger, he released the Nine Li True Fire to burn the two corpses on the ground to ashes, and then continued to fly towards the Spiritual Medicine Pavilion.

…

About half an hour later, in a canyon on Lingshan Island, a stream of light quickly appeared again, revealing a panicked figure.

It was the thin man.

At this time, two middle-aged men stood in front of him. They were Shen Mu and Shen Zhen who had reached the Spiritual Transformation Realm.

"Shen Hong? Why are you the only one back? Where are the other two? Have you captured Ye Chunyang?"

Seeing the skinny man's embarrassed appearance, Shen Mu asked in shock.

"Brother Shen Mu, the information is wrong. The two people who went with me are dead, and the boy couldn't be brought back." Shen Hong gasped with a pale face.

The two of them were shocked at first when they heard this, and then their expressions darkened.

"Then Yu Guzi beside Ye Chunyang only has a small level of achievement in the Spiritual Transformation Realm? Even if he has a rare treasure in his hand, the three of you can kill him together, right? Why did he kill two people and only you escaped?" Shen Mu said with cold eyes.

"No... it's not Yu Guzi, only the boy named Ye." Shen Hong said in panic, thinking of the scene just now, a chill could not help but rise behind his back.

"He's the only one?" Shen Mu and Shen Zhen were both a little surprised.

Shen Mu said gloomily: "What's going on? Tell me carefully!"

Shen Hong trembled and said: "The information is wrong, that Ye Chunyang, he...he is..."

Just as he was talking, Shen Hong suddenly felt something strange coming from his body, then his eyes suddenly opened wide and his words stopped abruptly.

"What is he?"

Shen Mu frowned and asked.

"Plop!"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he saw Shen Hong's body falling straight back, his eyes empty and lifeless.

Shen Mu and Shen Zhen's expressions changed wildly, and they hurriedly stepped forward to check. The next moment, their hearts sank suddenly.

At this time, Shen Hong's vitality was cut off, and even his soul was wiped out.