Chapter 1553 Ants

Zhang Wuchen's expression completely changed at this moment.

When Ye Chunyang's spiritual thoughts surged out, he felt as if he was in a cage and his magic power could not function.

"I didn't expect that I was mistaken and you were actually a soul cultivator!" Zhang Wuchen said gloomily.

He had never regarded Ye Chunyang as his opponent, nor did he bother to investigate him. He did not expect Ye Chunyang to hide such abilities, which surprised him deeply.

"But judging from this spiritual thought, your spiritual soul cultivation level shouldn't be high, right?"

Suddenly, Zhang Wuchen smiled lightly.

Although Ye Chunyang's soul skills are weird, the divine will that imprisons him is not very strong. According to Zhang Wuchen's judgment, the opponent is no more than about the early stage of soul shaping.

"If you really think you can become my enemy based on this, you are too naive."

"I said that I, Zhang Wuchen, am able to reach this point because of more than just what you see on the surface. My strength is beyond your imagination."

Zhang Wuchen smiled long, with a touch of pride between his brows.

Ye Chunyang looked strange when he heard this, as if he was looking at a fool.

To deal with Zhang Wuchen, he didn't even bother to use all his strength. The spiritual energy he released at this time was less than 1%. He didn't expect that the other party thought he was just a low-level soul cultivator.

"Ye Chunyang, I originally thought that Zi Luo Yan would make your life worse than death. I didn't expect that you could escape. It would have been fine if you just hid and ran for your life, but you jumped out to seek death."

"Soon, you will regret coming here today to provoke me."

Zhang Wuchen laughed loudly, and suddenly a loud rumble came from his body, and powerful aura surged out.

The next moment, his aura surged, increasing several times in an instant, reaching the level of spiritual transformation.

"This aura... Uncle Zhang's cultivation is actually at the Spiritual Transformation Realm?"

"Before entering the Gate of Life and Death, Master Zhang had just advanced to the Spiritual Transformation Realm, and now he has broken through to another level. This level of talent is truly unparalleled!"

"..."

Feeling the change in Zhang Wuchen's aura, the expressions of the disciples suddenly changed, and then they all showed shock.

At this time, Zhang Wuchen's cultivation aura was far better than before, and his magic power had become slightly more condensed. It was obvious that he had stepped from the small level of the spirit transformation realm to the great level!

Everyone in Kunlun Ruins knew that Zhang Wuchen had just broken through to the spirit transformation realm before entering the Gate of Life and Death to experience, and now, only a few months later, he had reached such a state again. Looking at the younger generation in the world of immortality, who can reach it?

Previously, in the minds of most Kunlun Ruins disciples, Gu Qian was far more qualified than Zhang Wuchen. Now it seems that he is the real genius!

In the dojo, everyone also noticed the abnormality here and looked sideways.

Master Hao De and Taoist Deng Xuan were also secretly surprised, but when they discovered that it was Zhang Wuchen's aura, they both showed happy smiles on their faces.

"I didn't expect Wuchen to have reached the Great Spiritual Transformation Realm. Such a speed is far superior to that of you and me back then."

Taoist Dengxuan nodded secretly, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

This disciple did not disappoint him.

"Wuchen is indeed extremely gifted. Someone must have been provoking him just now, right? There will inevitably be some friction between the disciples. It's not easy for us elders to interfere, so we can just let them resolve it themselves." Master Hao De also praised him.

With continuous breakthroughs in just a few months, Master Haode cannot ignore it.

I might have felt a little sorry for Gu Qian before, but now it seems that it is not a bad thing that the leader's responsibility falls on Zhang Wuchen.

"Senior brother is absolutely right. Although I don't know who is provoking wantonly on this day of the ceremony, Wuchen's power should be able to solve it with a wave of his hand." Taoist Dengxuan said with a calm smile.

After saying that, he closed his eyes and rested in silence.

Several old monsters also sat quietly without showing any impatience.

At the same time, in the main peak of Kunlun, Zhang Wuchen was standing high, like a god king. The power of his spiritual thoughts that imprisoned him was also broken, and his body flew into the air.

"Ye Chunyang, is this all you have? If that's the case, it's not too late for you to kneel down and beg for mercy."

Zhang Wuchen looked down at Ye Chunyang and laughed wildly.

As early as three months ago, Zhang Wuchen had broken through to the Great Spirit Transformation Realm. In his opinion, even though Ye Chunyang hid his strength, he was nothing to be afraid of.

"You've only achieved great success in the spirit transformation realm, how can you be confident?"

Ye Chunyang shook his head and sneered.

"You dare to utter arrogant words when you are about to die. I didn't want to kill you so quickly. Since you are so arrogant, I will help you!"

Zhang Wuchen's eyes turned cold.

After he finished speaking, he grabbed it with one hand, and a loud rumbling sound came from the ground below. The disciples lowered their heads and looked at their feet. They saw that the ground was undulating. A stone mountain tens of feet high rose up from the ground, and Zhang Wuchen held it floating in the air. middle.

The strength is overwhelming and the world is unparalleled!

Everyone looked horrified.

This mountain peak weighs more than a thousand gold, but in Zhang Wuchen's hands it is as light as weight. At this time, everyone clearly felt that under the crazy injection of his magic power, the gravity of the mountain had greatly increased, and it had the majesty of crushing everything.

Zhang Wuchen waved his hand, and the mountain covered the clouds and sun, and suddenly fell down.

"Bang bang bang!"

A tyrannical wave of energy surged out from the bottom of the mountain. All the Taoist disciples felt their breath was stagnant and almost fainted. When they looked towards the place where the mountain fell, they saw a figure standing there motionless.

But what the figure did next shocked everyone.

He took one step forward, clenched a fist with one hand, and flew into the air.

"This kid, how dare you resist this attack?"

All the disciples looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

Zhang Wuchen's Yushan attack was almost guaranteed to kill him. Even if they united, they might not be able to take it. Ye Chunyang actually faced him head-on, almost hitting the stone with an egg.

"I guess you were frightened, right?"

Someone sneered.

Others also agreed with him, and looked at Ye Chunyang with ridicule.

But before they could smile, their expressions froze.

Ye Chunyang's figure was like lightning, and he flashed under the giant mountain, raised his hand and punched.

"Boom!"

A blast like a landslide was heard, and under the incredible gaze of everyone, the stone peak blessed by Zhang Wuchen's magic power was instantly turned into powder, and Ye Chunyang's figure leaped out of it, and the next moment he was in front of Zhang Wuchen.

Zhang Wuchen was shocked, and immediately pinched his hands to continue casting.

But at this time, a strong spiritual pressure enveloped the sky, and before he could activate the spell, Zhang Wuchen suddenly staggered, and the spiritual light around him exploded, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"You?"

Zhang Wuchen's eyes were bloodshot, and a violent shock surged on his face.

"Do you think you are strong?"

"With your cultivation, you are like an ant in my eyes, so weak and pitiful."

Ye Chunyang appeared out of thin air, his eyes were as cold as ice.

He clenched his hand, and lightning and fire wrapped around his palm, and a silver lightsaber appeared.

On the sword, sharp arcs jumped, and the edge was cold and sharp. With a touch of his two fingers, it suddenly flew into the sky and chopped directly at Zhang Wuchen's throat.

Zhang Wuchen's face changed drastically.

At this time, he suddenly found that his spiritual power was banned again, and even if he had his own spiritual treasure in his body, he couldn't summon it.

"Fellow Daoist Luo, help me!"

Zhang Wuchen couldn't believe that he would lose. Seeing Ye Chunyang's flying sword arrive, he hurriedly said to the purple-robed man.

As long as he could break free from Ye Chunyang's divine consciousness, he was confident that he could kill the other party.

"No one can save you. Today I want your life, Zhang Wuchen!" Ye Chunyang said coldly.

The purple-robed man who had been watching the battle on the side narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

Without saying anything, he immediately flew up and slapped the Qiankun bag on his waist.

With two muffled "puff" sounds, a small black tripod flew out into the air. Under the influence of its magic power, it turned into a huge tripod in an instant. Waves of cold air gushed out from it, blocking Ye Chunyang's flying sword that was slashing towards Zhang Wuchen.

At this time, everyone saw that the surrounding flowers, plants and trees withered instantly under the attack of the tripod's breath, and it seemed to be poisonous.

"My fellow Taoist, I have no grudges against you and don't want to hurt you. As long as you let Mr. Zhang go, I will retreat immediately." The purple-robed man said to Ye Chunyang while urging the black tripod.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chunyang didn't even look at him, and suddenly the flying sword slashed, and suddenly, a scene that the purple-robed man would never forget appeared in front of him.

The black tripod that had once made Zhang Wuchen famous in the Gate of Life and Death was directly split into two with a flash of silver light, and exploded in two halves, and in an instant it became a piece of scrap copper and iron.

"What?"

The purple-robed middle-aged man opened his eyes wide.

He couldn't help but look at Ye Chunyang in horror, but saw a sneer in his eyes, and he urged the sword again.

In the blink of an eye, the flying sword that destroyed the black cauldron suddenly appeared in front of the purple-robed middle-aged man.

At this moment, the purple-robed middle-aged man's expression changed wildly.

He was busy casting spells and urging spells for a while, and his body was constantly shining with brilliant light, and he defended his body heavily.

But soon the purple-robed middle-aged man felt a chill coming, and the silver flying sword circled up and down a few times, and the defensive aura around his body was easily cut like tofu.

Afterwards, this mysterious and strange purple-robed man was strangled by the silver flying sword and evaporated directly.

Zhang Wuchen watched this scene with his own eyes, and a chill suddenly rose from his back.

The purple-robed middle-aged man's cultivation had reached the perfection of the spiritual transformation realm, and he was only one step away from forming a golden elixir. His strength was above him, but he was killed by Ye Chunyang in a single encounter.

Zhang Wuchen suddenly felt a sense of dead silence as if the sky was falling. He could kill even a perfect soul transformation realm master. What kind of existence was he fighting against?

"This kid is too weird. If I continue to tangle with him, the situation will be disadvantageous to me."

Zhang Wuchen has been patient for many years, and his character is also incomparable to ordinary people.

He gritted his teeth, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and silently chanted a spell.

Suddenly, a blood light enveloped the air and turned into a blood-colored cloak covering his body.

Zhang Wuchen, who was suppressed by Ye Chunyang and unable to move just a moment ago, suddenly recovered his mana and drove the blood-colored cloak to the direction of the inner door dojo at an astonishing speed.

"Want to leave?"

Ye Chunyang sneered, and a pair of green bone wings stretched out from behind him. After a few thunderbolts, they disappeared like a flash of lightning.

"Qingyun Wings!"

"She actually gave all this to you!"

Zhang Wuchen glanced at the bone wings behind Ye Chunyang, and his eyes were filled with jealousy.

How could he be unfamiliar with this wing? Gu Qian attached great importance to this pair of Qingyun wings and gave it to Ye Chunyang, which showed the latter's position in his heart.

"I have tried my best but failed to get into your heart. Why did he make you treat him differently?"

Zhang Wuchen was filled with hatred.

But he could not think deeply at this time. With the blessing of the blood-colored cloak, he was very fast.

As long as he got to the dojo, he would be safe with the protection of the two great elders and the elders of each peak.

But soon, a trace of surprise emerged on his face, and his figure suddenly stopped in mid-air.

The silver flying sword suddenly appeared behind him.