Chapter 1837 Get Out

Everyone has the illusion of being in a dream.

Who is the young master of Xuanji Palace?

Since the opening of the Earthly Abyss Realm, countless people have rushed to the Immortal Spirit Palace to pass the barrier. However, she was the only one to reach the twenty-ninth step and create an unprecedented miracle.

Of course, that was before this mysterious young man appeared. Now, her light has been overshadowed by the young man, and she has become his maid.

The change was so fast that people didn't expect it.

"Let go of your spiritual consciousness, and I will plant a restriction on you." Ye Chunyang said.

"Boy, you are looking for death!" Yuan Xianyi couldn't bear it anymore. The dignified young master of Xuanji Palace, the successor to the number one force of the human race in Tianhan Continent, who dared to plant a restriction on him?

"Did you let me speak?" Ye Chunyang said expressionlessly.

"boom!"

Before the words could be fully finished, a domineering and majestic will suddenly landed on Yuan Xianyi's head, pressing his body another half inch into the ground.

When he was in Ghost Eye before, Yuan Xianyi also planned to use him as a scapegoat. Now that he had the opportunity to fight back, Ye Chunyang would naturally not hold back.

The monks were as silent as cicadas.

A great monk in the middle stage of returning to the void, couldn't even say a word in front of him, and was slapped in the face continuously?

This is all too unreal!

Yuan Xian's eyes were full of anger, but he found that under the combined will, he had no ability to speak and was completely suppressed.

Outside the bluestone steps, Hua Ling watched this scene helplessly, with no color on his face.

When he heard that the woman in palace clothes agreed to be Ye Chunyang's maid, he felt a lot of reluctance, but he did not have the courage to argue with Ye Chunyang. Now that he saw his master being suppressed like a dog despite his repeated outbursts, he was even more trembling and did not dare to say a word.

"If you release the original protector, I can let you plant a ban." The woman in palace clothes seemed very calm, and she didn't seem at all unwilling.

"good."

Ye Chunyang waved his hand, suppressing Yuan Xianyi's combined will and dispersed.

Although he can control the combined will, he cannot kill a being of Yuan Xianyi's level if he wants to. As the protector of the other party's Xuanji Palace, if he dies in his hands, he will face the pressure of the entire Xuanji Palace.

And by planting a restriction on a woman in palace clothes, even if she leaves the Diling Ancient Cave, Yuan Xianyi will cast a rat-proof weapon in his hands even if this woman is in his hands. When necessary, she can also become a sharp sword in his hand.

Others only thought that he asked the woman in palace clothes to be his maid just to avenge the woman's previous contempt, but in fact Ye Chunyang already had long-term plans.

Although he can harness the will of the body for his own use at this time, he cannot stay here forever. He will have to teleport to the third level to reach the Immortal Spirit Hall. He will not be so arrogant as to face those returning monks. anti.

With these thoughts flashing through his mind, Ye Chunyang pointed his finger, and a sword light cut through the void and disappeared between the eyebrows of the woman in palace attire.

Since the woman in palace clothes is just a body of soul, Ye Chunyang's restriction can only be planted in her sea of ​​consciousness. When the sword light disappears, the woman immediately feels that there is a small silver sword suspended in the sea of ​​consciousness, with thunder entwined on it, faintly Suppressing her soul.

"The power of thunder!"

The woman in palace attire felt shocked and suddenly became frightened.

The aura that permeated the silver sword was clearly the power of the sky thunder, which was extremely destructive to the soul. As soon as her spiritual thoughts came close, they were immediately erased by the lightning.

This also indirectly proves that even if her soul cultivation level is higher than that of Ye Chunyang, it is impossible to unilaterally lift this restriction.

The palace-dressed woman's eyes flickered, and she finally did not try to force the crack. She agreed to be the maid of the mysterious young man, not because the other party could suppress her at this time, but because she regarded the eighteen sculptures as targets.

But obviously she couldn't get there on her own, and could only get there with Ye Chunyang's help.

"Come up here."

Ye Chunyang raised his hand and waved, and all the combined will on the 30th and 31st steps disappeared. The woman in palace clothes stood below, and suddenly felt the pressure in front of her relaxed, and she couldn't help but feel happy in her heart.

She stepped forward, walked to the eighteen sculptures, and sat cross-legged in silence.

"Communicate the sculpture with spiritual thoughts and understand the will of the body." Ye Chunyang pointed out.

Although this woman is a little arrogant, since she agreed to help her understand, Ye Chunyang will naturally not do anything to make money by breaking her promise.

The woman in palace clothes stared at the sculpture, feeling the true meaning of will inheritance in it, and her eyes bloomed with brilliance.

She turned back to look at Ye Chunyang and said, "My name is Ling Qingxuan. I did overestimate myself before. I apologize to you."

Ye Chunyang nodded.

Although he was unhappy with this woman's pride, Ye Chunyang's state of mind did not bother to argue with her, not to mention that now she had become his maid.

"Boy, I hope you won't regret your decision!" Yuan Xian spoke coldly.

"You talk a lot?" Ye Chunyang narrowed his eyes. Wasn't he punished enough?

"you!"

Yuan Xianyi's face was ashen, but after looking at the eighteen combined sculptures in front of him, he had no choice but to endure it.

In other places, he could certainly slap the god-transformation monk to death with one palm, but now the combined will of these eighteen sculptures was fully used by Ye Chunyang, and he did not dare to act rashly.

"Original Protector, please wait for me at the third level." Ling Qingxuan, a woman in palace attire, said.

Yuan Xianyi snorted heavily, said nothing, stepped onto the twenty-eighth step, and disappeared in the teleportation light.

At the bottom of the steps, everyone looked at each other.

Yan Hao and Hua Ling couldn't even say a word.

Even the monks in the middle stage of returning to the void have been suppressed like this, what else can they say? What else dare you say?

Yan Hao stared at the eighteen integrated sculptures in front of the ancient cave, with a gloomy and uncertain look in his eyes.

After a moment, he said: "Fellow Taoist, if you take me to the eighteen sculptures, I, Yan Hao, would like to make friends with you."

"Yan Hao is a well-known cultivation wizard of the Tianshi Clan. He is the most likely person to advance to the realm of virtual reality within a hundred years. Being recognized by him is equivalent to being recognized by the Tianshi Clan."

"The Sky Stone Clan is a powerful clan in the Divine Sea Realm. There are few cultivating races that can compare with it. Only someone with a talent like this one can become friends with the Sky Stone Clan, right?"

"..."

When everyone under the steps heard Yan Hao's words, they all talked in low voices. Everyone looked at Ye Chunyang with envy in their eyes.

In some respects, the strength of the Tianshi Clan is not inferior to that of the Human Xuanji Palace. Yan Hao has opened his mouth at this time, which shows that he thinks highly of this mysterious young man.

Of course, the fact that this mysterious young man can reach the thirty-first step, trigger the resonance of the combined will, repeatedly crush the returning monks, and make Ling Qingxuan, the young master of Xuanji Palace, a maid, is enough proof of his talent and ability.

Although these are not his own strengths, at least he is very important at this time and is more dazzling than the genius in any force.

Therefore, when Yan Hao said this, everyone thought it was not excessive.

None of them realized that Yan Hao was arrogant when he said this, as if he was ordering Ye Chunyang, or they thought that of course he would agree to their conditions.

To make friends?

Ye Chunyang looked at Yan Hao.

He has a strong body, like an iron tower, full of a heavy sense of strength, and his body is extremely tough. This is the innate talent of the Tianshi tribe. With his powerful body, he can sweep across the same level.

But he said that if Ye Chunyang took him to the sculpture, he would make friends with him?

The implication is that the current Ye Chunyang is not qualified to discuss friendship with him?

He thinks highly of himself.

"What do you think? Help me reach the eighteen sculptures. From now on, among the younger generation of Tianshi tribe, except for me, Yan Hao, your status will be higher than everyone else." Yan Hao continued.

He is very confident. In terms of strength, the Tianshi Clan is no weaker than Xuanji Palace. Ling Qingxuan, the young master of Xuanji Palace, can recruit Ye Chunyang, so naturally he, Yan Hao, can do the same.

And he used other methods.

However, Ye Chunyang responded to his confidence with only one word: "Get lost."

Yan Hao's face froze.

He looked at Ye Chunyang, who was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face clearly. Yan Hao said, "I'll give you a chance to reconsider. Some opportunities will never come back if you miss them."

"Want me to give you a ride?" Ye Chunyang said indifferently.

"You..." Yan Hao's face suddenly froze, "Okay, okay, okay... very good, do you think you can stay in this ancient Diling Cave for the rest of your life? Now that you have offended Xuanji Palace, you still dare to offend me. Stone Clan, I want to see how you die from now on!"

After finishing his words, Yan Hao glanced at Ye Chunyang coldly, stepped onto the twenty-eighth step, triggered the teleportation array and left.

The rest of the people looked at each other in confusion, all looking at the mysterious man wearing the silver mask with strange eyes.

Yan Hao is a genius of the Sky Stone Clan and is highly valued by the elders of the clan. If nothing else happens, he will be the next leader of the Sky Stone Clan.

Facing such a person, the young man only said one word, get out.

Very courageous.

Very courageous.

But can this courage really last forever?

Hua Ling, who was outside the steps, looked at this scene with cold eyes, and finally a sneer curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"You will be punished for your own misfortune. Yan Hao is a ruthless man who will exact revenge. How can he be willing to be humiliated for the first time?" Hua Ling thought to himself.

He was unhappy with Ye Chunyang because Ye Chunyang took the woman he admired as a maid, which was enough to make him want to kill Ye Chunyang.

However, Ye Chunyang understood under the sculpture that his cultivation had broken through to the late stage of divine transformation. Even without the help of the combined will, he was still no match and there was no hope of revenge.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chunyang committed suicide and offended Yan Hao to death. No one in the world could save him.

Others were silent.

Although they had no grudge against Ye Chunyang, they had no grudge either. Although they wanted him to take them to the thirty-first step, they had no reason to speak.

In the end, these talented monks from all races could only move forward step by step with their own talents and perseverance. Some successfully reached the twenty-eighth step, were recognized by the combined will, and triggered the teleportation array, but they were unable to People can continue to reach higher levels.

A small number of people could no longer withstand the pressure of the combined will before they even made it twenty steps, and had no choice but to withdraw from the steps and give up the competition in the Immortal Spirit Hall.

Ye Chunyang watched this scene expressionlessly, then sat cross-legged under the eighteen sculptures, continuing to arouse his will to comprehend silently.