Chapter 1912 Being Tracked

The group of people disappeared without warning, and the Demon Lord's clone couldn't help but feel shocked.

With a cold expression on his face, he released his consciousness and searched for abnormal fluctuations around him, but his expression became increasingly ugly.

It was empty all around, and there was no trace of anyone.

"It's impossible for just a few Nascent Soul stage monks to disappear like this. Someone must be helping secretly. This person can take people away under my eyes. Could it be that his cultivation level is still higher than mine?"

A gloomy look flashed in the Demon Lord's clone's eyes. This was really strange.

He didn't believe there were other people on the island, otherwise he would have felt it from the beginning when he fought with He Mo and Han Ku.

After thinking for a moment, he waved his sleeves and said gloomily: "A few Nascent Soul monks, they are lucky, I don't have time to pay attention to them now. I will investigate this matter after I recover the sword spirit!"

The Demon Lord clone said this, and released the tracking demon seal again, sensing the location of the Ten Mouth Death Swords. After a moment, his face showed joy, and then he swayed and drove the demon cloud to gallop away in a certain direction.

No one knew that when he used demonic energy to assimilate Ye Chunyang's ten death swords, he secretly left a mark on the sword body. No one except him could detect it. Moreover, when he used the tracking secret method, there was also a mark in the flying sword. No exception will be thrown.

Therefore, after using the secret technique, the Demon Lord's clone was able to lock the position of the ten flying swords almost immediately.

Not long after the Demon Lord's clone flew away, He Mo and Han Ku arrived at the same time. Because they were a step too late and didn't know what was happening here, they only saw the Demon Lord's clone staying here for a moment from a distance, and then continued. fly away.

Seeing the Demon Lord's clone move, the two of them were naturally suspicious, and they immediately searched the place.

But soon they found nothing unusual.

"This demon won't stop here for no reason. Could it be that he just discovered something?" He Mo frowned and said.

Han Ku didn't say anything. He released his spiritual consciousness for a while and then sneered, "I don't know if the monster found anything. I only know that if we don't catch up with him, we won't even get the slightest benefit when we find the sword spirit." arrive."

When He Mo heard this, he couldn't stop for a moment, and immediately pushed his escape method to the extreme, and his body went straight towards the demonic figure in front of him like lightning.

Han Ku looked at the chasing figure of He Mo, but did not pursue him immediately.

The smile on his face slowly faded, and he glanced down. His eyes were a little strange, but after careful observation, he found nothing.

After hesitating for a moment, Han Ku finally had no choice but to catch up.

Then there was an extremely lively scene on Cangqiong Island. The ban on the island was destroyed, and the three masters of the late stage of Void Return were chasing each other in mid-air. The disciples of Qingyun Sect and Tianjue Palace stood there with confused expressions on their faces.

But at this time, no one knew that in a hidden canyon somewhere on the island, a wave of nothingness was quietly approaching. From the outside, nothing could be found at all, but in fact, there were more than a dozen figures wrapped in this wave.

They were naturally Ye Chunyang and Ding Ning.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist, for saving your life." Ding Ning saluted Ye Chunyang solemnly.

"Young Master Ding, you don't have to be polite. Now is not the time to say anything more. The monster has already discovered you. You can't stay on this island for long and you must leave immediately." Ye Chunyang got off the Qingchen Sword and helped Ding Ning up and said.

Seeing the small green sword floating next to Ye Chunyang, Ding Ning was suddenly startled: "This is..."

"She is the sword spirit on Cangqiong Island, Qingchen." Ye Chunyang said.

"It's really a sword spirit!"

Ding Ning and Mr. Ling looked at each other, feeling unbelievable at first, and then excitement surged on their faces.

"I didn't expect that Fellow Daoist Ye could really invite the Sword Spirit, and Ding Ning couldn't repay him!" Ding Ning looked touched, and regardless of Ye Chunyang's obstruction, he bowed deeply again.

Ye Chunyang waved his hand and didn't take it seriously, but Qingchen asked doubtfully: "Brother Ye, what's going on?"

Ding Ning was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then looked at Ye Chunyang in surprise.

"It's a long story. Mr. Ding came to Cangqiong Island this time to ask for your help. I haven't had time to tell you about this yet." Ye Chunyang explained briefly.

He originally wanted to refining the Ten Mouth Death Sword before telling Ding Ning about it, but he didn't expect three powerful men to forcefully break the ban, so he couldn't care about it for the moment.

Qingchen's sword swayed slightly and turned into a human body, looking at Ding Ning.

Looking at the young woman in green clothes and white hair in front of him who looked like she was in her early twenties, Ding Ning blinked with a look of shock on his face.

"Little sister, what do you want from me? Brother Ye and I have a close friendship. Since you are his friend, I will do my best if it is within my power." Qingchen said.

Ding Ning was a little caught off guard, Qing Chen actually revealed her identity as a woman disguised as a man.

After being lost for a moment, Ding Ning came to his senses and saluted hurriedly: "My father suffered a very serious sword injury. This junior actually came here to ask the senior to come out and use the sword spirit energy of the senior to heal my father's wounds. If the senior can answer "Yun, I will be very grateful."

Upon hearing this, Qingchen glanced at Ye Chunyang, as if seeking his opinion.

When Ding Ning saw this, something strange flashed in his eyes. Why did it look like this senior Sword Spirit also respected Ye Chunyang?

"Miss Ding is a nice person. With your cultivation level, it won't affect anything if you transfer some spiritual energy. If you can take action, just take action." Ye Chunyang smiled and said.

Listening to Ye Chunyang's name, Ding Ning's cheeks turned slightly red, "It seems that Fellow Daoist Ye has already seen through the little woman's identity."

"Daoyou?" Qingchen was surprised, looking at Ding Ning with a smile, and said: "Little sister, he is in the late stage of the Spiritualization, where do you get the courage to talk to him on an equal footing?"

"Late stage of the Spiritualization!"

Ding Ning and Ling Lao trembled violently after saying this.

Even though they had already guessed it, they still didn't expect Ye Chunyang's cultivation to be so high.

However, Qingchen's next words made them tremble even more.

Qingchen pointed at Ye Xiaobao behind Ye Chunyang and said: "There is also this person, who has cultivated to the early stage of Return to Void. In terms of cultivation, you are still far behind."

Ding Ning and Ling Lao were stunned for a while.

The other Ding family cultivators also showed awe in their eyes. They knew that this pair of "brothers" were extraordinary, but when they really knew their cultivation realm, they couldn't help but feel a huge wave in their hearts.

"I am blind and presumptuous to call you two seniors on an equal footing. Please forgive me." Ding Ning's shock at this time can only be described as a storm.

She could never imagine that two people with such high cultivation would hide in their team.

"I hide my cultivation level just to keep a low profile. Miss Ding, don't worry too much. Maybe I will need your help in the future." Ye Chunyang said with a kind smile, without putting on any airs.

"Senior, you are too kind! Senior Ye has helped me many times, and Ding Ning will remember it in my heart. If I can be of any use, my Ding family will never refuse even if we die." Ding Ning said solemnly.

Ye Chunyang looked at Ding Ning and nodded calmly.

After observing for this period of time, he could see that Ding Ning and her family might not be strong, but they seemed to be very familiar with Chaos Immortal Sea. Otherwise, how could she, a Yuanying cultivator, know that there was a sword spirit on Cangqiong Island?

And he also knew the news that the Demon Lord's clone was here, which was not something that ordinary people could grasp.

Ye Chunyang planned to practice in Chaos Immortal Sea for a period of time, so he needed a source of intelligence, and Ding Ning seemed to be a very suitable candidate.

Ding Ning's eyes were full of joy.

This time, she not only made friends with a person like Ye Chunyang, but also invited the sword spirit. There is hope for her father's injury.

She was very smart. From Qingchen's words, she knew that the two of them had known each other for a long time. She couldn't help but feel curious about Ye Chunyang's identity, but she was tactful and didn't ask too much, so as not to cause Ye Chunyang's disgust.

"Little sister, you just said that your father was injured by the sword and needed me to pass on spiritual energy to him to heal?" At this time, Qingchen asked.

"That's right." Ding Ning nodded solemnly, "My father is in critical condition now. Senior Sword Spirit, please help him no matter what. Ding Ning would rather repay you at any price."

"Hehe, if you come here by yourself, I may not agree to your request, but for Brother Ye's sake, I will help you." Qing Chen covered his mouth and laughed crisply, saying, "You are lucky. I happened to catch up with those three guys who forcibly broke the restrictions on the island, allowing me to regain my freedom. Otherwise, I would be bound by the restrictions. Even if I agree to you, I can't leave this island."

"Speaking of which, I have been trapped on Cangqiong Island for so long, and I haven't seen the outside world. This time I can finally go out and take a look."

After speaking, Qing Chen's body flashed with green light, and turned into a spiritual sword circling, saying to Ye Chunyang: "Brother Ye, let's leave here quickly. I can't wait to see the appearance of the spiritual world."

"Okay." Ye Chunyang nodded.

He cast a spell again to completely hide the figures and breath of the group.

But just as he was about to lead everyone away, his expression suddenly condensed, and then ten swords flashed in his hands, with a look of surprise on his face.

At this time, the ten flying swords were emitting an unusual wave, as if they were echoing with some mysterious power, becoming stronger and stronger.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chunyang's face sank, and he looked up at the sky and said coldly: "It seems that we can't leave even if we want to."

Qingchen was puzzled when he heard the voice, and Ding Ning and Ling Lao were also puzzled.

Before Ye Chunyang could say anything, the originally clear sky suddenly became dark, and a cold demonic aura enveloped it, turning into a raging demonic cloud that filled the air and covered this place.

The ten flying swords in Ye Chunyang's hand made a buzzing sound, as if they were about to escape from his control and merge into this demonic cloud. What made him depressed was that with the abnormality of the ten flying swords, his invisibility and breath-holding skills were also affected, and the figures of the group were all revealed.

"So it's you?"

In the devil cloud, the figure of the Demon Lord's clone appeared, standing in the void and looking down at Ye Chunyang, and spoke unexpectedly.