Chapter 161: Slaying Demons and Eliminating Evils

"My two Taoist friends!"

Chang Chunzi was horrified.

In the blink of an eye, two masters in the early stage of foundation building were killed instantly!

The owner of Lingshan Cave was even worse. He didn't even use his magic weapon, but his head and body were already separated.

Chang Chunzi's heart was in shock. He rolled his eyes and suddenly chanted a spell. The magic weapon made of dragon spine shone brightly. After circling around his body, he immediately sacrificed it to Ye Chunyang fiercely.

This ghost-faced man was able to kill Tieqin Zhenren and Lingshan Island Master in one breath. Obviously, his cultivation was not low, so he was very fierce and wanted to kill this man in the shortest time.

This weapon is made of dragon spine, which contains extremely strong spiritual power. With the sacrifice of a demon elder, it has reached the supreme level.

Once it was sacrificed, there were bursts of dragon roars, and the whole hall was shrouded in a violent storm. The power was not comparable to Tieqin Zhenren's pile of broken copper and iron.

Ye Chunyang raised his head slightly, feeling a little heavy in his heart.

He was not afraid of the power of Changchunzi's magic weapon, but was shocked by the powerful wind attribute spiritual power of the dragon spine. Originally, he was not sure whether he could repair the ancient teleportation array even with the hurricane stone and the dragon spine.

Now it seems that this treasure is more than enough!

His eyes were filled with heat. Facing the attack of this weapon, he did not move at all, standing firm like a rock.

Seeing this scene, Changchunzi smiled grimly. During the battle between good and evil, this weapon killed at least 800 righteous monks, but this man ignored it and didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

This is good. After capturing him, let him taste the torture of the devil, and find out who instructed him to dare to come here and be rampant.

However, just when Changchunzi was secretly proud, there was a clear "clang" sound, and the ghost-faced man opposite him suddenly showed a yellow light in his hand. The golden mace that had harvested the master of Tieqin and Lingshan Cave was extremely fast. With a collision, it actually dimmed his supreme magic weapon and made it sway as if it was about to fall from the air.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?"

Changchunzi's eyes were shocked.

This golden mace was not good-looking. He thought that the master of Tieqin was just careless when he was crushed by it just now. Who knew that his magic weapon, which was invincible, was defeated in just a touch.

However, an even more shocking scene appeared.

The ghost-faced man opened his mouth and sprayed after repelling his magic weapon with a mace. The weapon was out of control and fell into the opponent's hands with a "whoosh".

"What!"

Changchunzi was horrified.

His magic weapon was actually taken by Ye Chunyang!

"Dragon spine, such an extraordinary material, was actually refined into such waste. It's really a waste of natural resources. Let me keep it for you!"

This weapon was not sacrificed by Changchunzi, so Ye Chunyang could control it with a simple spell.

Of course, even if Changchunzi sacrificed this weapon with blood and turned it into his life magic weapon, with the soul refining technique, he could still easily erase the spiritual record and put it in his pocket.

As for the golden mace, let alone!

This thing is an ancient treasure close to a spiritual weapon obtained from Guangling Cave Mansion. How can an ordinary supreme magic weapon withstand its sharp edge?

Changchunzi's face was alternately blue and red, and he almost vomited blood!

"Boy, you are so cruel! The mountains and rivers will never change. Today's account will not be settled like this. When we meet again next time, I will make sure you die without a burial place!"

Changchunzi had a bad premonition. After looking at Ye Chunyang in horror, he immediately sacrificed an intermediate escape talisman and turned into a stream of green smoke and drilled into the ground.

He turned and fled like the previous two!

He was not a stupid person. This person easily took his magic weapon and killed all the guards silently under their noses. He was not a match for him. The only way was to escape.

Ye Chunyang looked at the dissipated green smoke, a strange color flashed across his eyes, then shook his head, stood there and sighed.

A moment later, a scream suddenly came from the hall, and a bloody figure broke out of the ground and crawled in front of Ye Chunyang, dying.

"You... who are you? I, Changchunzi, have no grudge against you, why do you come here to deal with us?"

Changchunzi raised his head with difficulty, but saw only Ye Chunyang's shoes.

He couldn't figure it out anyway. Ye Chunyang was clearly here and didn't move. How could he catch him from the ground? How powerful was this person's magical power!

Ye Chunyang stepped forward slowly and looked down at Changchunzi from a high position.

He was also in the middle stage of foundation building. He could cut off the neck of the master of Lingfeng Pavilion with one sword. How could Changchunzi escape under his nose?

And how could the other party know that he had an invisible clone, Ye Xiaobao, who had been lurking by the side waiting to intercept and kill him.

"When you invaded the Kingdom of Women and harmed countless women, did you ever think that this day would come?"

The cold voice came from under the mask. Ye Chunyang looked at Changchunzi, the demon, without any mercy.

This person burned, killed, and looted in the Kingdom of Women, and took women to practice magic skills, causing Xuanyang to wander around the world and be homeless, and almost fell into the hands of Lingfeng Pavilion!

For these crimes, it would not be an exaggeration to cut him into pieces!

"Are you here to avenge those women?"

Changchunzi was extremely surprised.

But before he finished speaking, he screamed in pain, and there was blood between his legs!

He was actually killed by Ye Chunyang's mace.

"I will return this blow to you on behalf of the innocent women whose yin you took away."

"You will not have a good ending. I am a core disciple of the Demonic Path. My soul card is in the sect. If you kill me, the Demonic Path's seniors will not let you go..."

Chang Chunzi screamed with a vicious look on his face.

This sentence has not been finished yet, but it has stopped abruptly.

Ye Chunyang stepped down and heard a muffled "bang" sound. Changchunzi's body tore into pieces and exploded into blood mist.

He was trampled to pieces.

"You talk too much nonsense."

Killing with one blow, Ye Chunyang flew out of the hall, took one last look at the daughter country, and jumped away!

There is a part of his past here. The former Prince Xuan's Mansion, the people in the past, and the things in the past are all deeply imprinted in his mind. However, as tonight goes, everything will be completely dissipated in his memory.

If life is just like the first time we met, suddenly looking back, the lights are still dim.

Ye Chunyang didn't know if he would meet Xuanyang again in the future, let alone what it would be like to see him again.

I hope Xuanyang can forget about himself and no longer be bound by this.

…

After the death of Chang Chunzi and others, the Imperial City of the Daughter Kingdom had become an empty city, with only the corpses of hundreds of demon disciples piled up in mountains, forming a gloomy and tragic scene in the night.

However, about three hours later, there was a sudden dark wind here, as if something unexpected happened.

A dark cloud gathered in the sky, and the corpses of the demon disciples in the city shriveled up one by one under the cloud, turning into streaks of red blood that flowed into the clouds, and turned into white bones in the blink of an eye.

Then the rainbow light flashed in the clouds and turned into a shadow.

This man is filled with evil energy, and the blood clouds around his body are constantly changing, revealing a pair of red eyes. From the outside, he looks like a ghost, and if a mortal sees it, he will be scared out of his wits.

This phantom is the ancient troll that escaped from Guangling Cave.

The Red Blood Order is his natal magic weapon. As long as the person carrying the Order shows up, he can immediately sense it.

I originally thought that I could take back the branch order three years ago, but I never thought that after chasing him out of the Demon Sea of ​​Purgatory, the fluctuation of the branch order suddenly disappeared without a trace, and there was no news for three whole years.

Until tonight, the demon sensed the order again, but unfortunately it was still a step too late, and the other party seemed to have gone far.

After watching for a moment, the big devil waved his hand and cast a spell, and a wheel of light appeared in front of him, in which a ghost-faced young man was walking through at high speed.

"Since the fluctuation of the Red Blood Order's sub-order disappeared three years ago, I have been looking for it for three years. I can't let you escape this time."

A sinister laughter came out from the blood cloud, hovered for a while and then disappeared.

…

When Ye Chunyang returned to Xishanling again, it was already ten days later.

However, he did not rush into the mountain. Instead, he lurked in the distance for a few days before heading towards the cave.

Although the masters of both good and evil paths have gone to Feng Lingque to defend against the barbarians, this Xishan Ridge is his last safe place and must not be noticed by others, so it is better to be cautious.

Not long after, a shadow also circled around.

"It turns out that the boy has been hiding in this glacier for several years, isolated by the cold mist. No wonder I can't sense the breath of Fenling."

Looking at the cold mist ahead, hesitation flashed in Da Mo's eyes.

After pausing for a moment, he suddenly dodged and rushed somewhere, murmuring in a low voice: "The cold mist here is quite strange. This kid doesn't know how to resist the cold air. I have no body. If I rashly I'm afraid of hurting my soul if I break in, but now that I know he's here, I'm waiting outside the mountain. As long as he comes out of the mountain again, he will definitely fall into my hands!"

The great demon's cultivation has returned to the late stage of pill formation. If he has an entity, this small western mountain ridge will not be able to stop him.

At the moment, he doesn't know the specific location of Ye Chunyang, and now he is only a soul. Once he enters the mountain, he is very likely to be eroded by the cold poison and lost in the endless cold fog. To be on the safe side, he decided to wait here for Ye Chunyang to come out. .

Ye Chunyang had no idea that a disaster was approaching. After entering the cave, he couldn't wait to take out the hurricane stone and dragon spine, and carefully studied and compared them along the ancient teleportation array.

According to the records in the ancient scrolls, the teleportation array has a wind attribute, so it also requires the same type of array flag to activate.

After a lot of effort, Ye Chunyang finally collected these two items, and then began to sacrifice the formation flag.

Setting up the formation is different from refining the elixir. To sacrifice the formation flag, you first need spiritual cloth, and then the dragon spine is sacrificed into a flag pole. The two can be combined to form it.

He also obtained a lot of materials for the formation flag in Lingkun Cave, and in the past few years, he has also devoted himself to studying the method of refining talismans and setting up formations, and has long been familiar with the ritual flag refining.

Immediately, he began to condense the three flavors of true fire, involving the spirit cloth and dragon spine coefficients.

Then, he used his spiritual power to catalyze the hurricane stone, and the wind suddenly rose on the flag, and the entire cave was filled with the sound of the howling wind.

The sacrificial formation flag consumes extremely spiritual energy, especially this ancient teleportation formation which is even more astonishing.

Even though Ye Chunyang had profound martial arts skills, he was still sweating profusely and his face looked pale after practicing like this for five days.

But at this time, he looked relieved. After five days of sleepless nights, the ten formation flags were finally completed, and the next step was the mosaic formation.