Chapter 218 Killing One by One

The night was deep.

In a valley somewhere, a young man was holding a black jade slip, surrounded by black light and a little green ghost fire, like a demon, floating and sinking.

This man was dressed in black clothes, and it was Ye Chunyang who had previously caught up with the soulless elder and secretly killed him.

The reason why he was able to catch up with this man was that he relied on the corpse refining technique to target the breath of the ghost way. Therefore, after the other party was injured by the old blind man, Ye Chunyang was able to lock his whereabouts and attack him by surprise in the dark with green silk, killing him in one move.

The overall situation seemed easy and simple, but in fact Ye Chunyang was also sweating.

After all, the soulless old ghost was a figure in the magic power period. Even if he was seriously injured, it was not easy to deal with.

Fortunately, after a surprise attack, Ye Chunyang finally beheaded the old ghost successfully.

However, after searching the man's Qiankun bag, Ye Chunyang suddenly found a jade slip, which was the Yin Ghost Array that the soulless old ghost was proud of.

The old ghost had used this formation to catch up with him many times before, and it was obvious that he had a lot of tricks. Since Changshui Zhenren was missing at the moment, he might be able to find him with this.

But after he found out the method of this technique, he was surprised.

This Yin Gui formation is called a magic formation, but it is actually a magical power.

Like magic, magical powers are also divided into low-level, intermediate, high-level, and even supreme levels. Although the Yin Gui formation is a low-level magical power, it also requires the perception of the vitality of heaven and earth and the cultivation of magic power before it can be controlled. Ye Chunyang is only in the late stage of foundation building, which is not enough to practice.

However, what surprised him was that when he was studying this magical power, he suddenly found that the spiritual orifice in his dantian was faintly emitting green light, which echoed this magical power.

With a thought, he tried to practice with the power of the spiritual orifice, and the magical power was indeed feasible.

At this moment, the scene of the ghost shadow floating and sinking was the result of his research on the Yin Gui formation.

Although it is not as powerful as Elder Wuhun, it is really an anomaly to show magical powers in a foundation-building cultivator.

He closed his eyes and thought, a vortex formed faintly in his Dantian, and there seemed to be a little light green gas circling around his body.

Although it was far less than one-tenth of the power of a mana cultivator, it was genuine heaven and earth energy.

If others saw this scene, they would be shocked.

But Ye Chunyang was very clear about his situation. The reason why he could communicate with the heaven and earth energy was because his spiritual orifice had been cultivated to the fifth level. Otherwise, it would never be possible to go against common sense during the foundation-building period.

"This spiritual orifice is so profound, I'm afraid it has a great origin. No wonder the old witch Biluo Fairy tried so hard to let me practice it. Now it seems that it really has the power to circumvent the law.

Spreading out his hands, Ye Chunyang looked at the faint heaven and earth energy in his hands, his eyes flickering slightly.

At this moment, his cultivation is not enough to guide this energy into his own magic power, which is enough to drive the ghost formation to search for the traces of Changshui Taoist.

After thinking for a moment, his eyes were cold, and he pointed his fingers in the air. Several ghosts surrounding him flashed black light and disappeared into the ground.

After doing this, Ye Chunyang pinched his fingers, closed his eyes and meditated, waiting quietly.

The night sky soon became quiet.

About three hours later, the sky gradually brightened, and Ye Chunyang opened his eyes again.

At this time, there was already a ghost beside him, emitting a faint dark light, conveying something to him.

After listening for a while, Ye Chunyang's face changed several times, and suddenly he was surprised, Suddenly he was surprised, and finally he waved his hand with a gloomy face, dispersing the ghost.

With a sneer, he moved and flew away from here.

But he did not go into the deep mountains this time, but rushed to the outside of Tianchong Mountain.

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A hundred miles outside Tianchong Mountain, Taoist Changshui was flying low on a dim flying sword.

After a few days, he was dressed neatly and not as embarrassed as when he was blown away by the old blind man.

But thinking of the latter's earth-shattering magical powers, Taoist Changshui still had lingering fears in his heart. He kept looking back while moving forward, and his eyes could not hide the fear.

Fortunately, the old blind man had some reservations, otherwise he would have been dead long ago.

Even so, the opponent's attack still seriously injured his vitality, and he almost couldn't even drive the flying sword.

"The resources in this northwest area are exhausted, and only third-rate sects are stationed here. The sudden appearance of such a high-level person is afraid that it will be detrimental to our plan. This matter must be reported to the sect as soon as possible. "

Changshui Taoist swallowed his saliva, his face pale.

"This place is not far from Linyangfang, where we have our Wutianmen stronghold. Once we enter the market, I can send the message and take this opportunity to heal my wounds."

Planning in his mind, Changshui Taoist hurriedly looked forward, not daring to stop for a moment, and flew at full speed.

However, just after flying a few meters, he suddenly moved, looking at the ghosts in front of him in doubt, among which there seemed to be a human figure looming.

Frowning, Changshui Taoist seemed to remember something.

He was happy, and shouted to the man in front: "It turned out to be Taoist Wuhun. It seems that Taoist has also escaped the old blind man's magical power. It's really a cause for celebration. Judging from the appearance of Taoist, are you going to the market in front? Why don't we go together so that we can take care of each other. "

The figure in front of him, who was haunted by ghosts, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a golden light covered his body. He waved his hand and shot out a thick golden light, rushing towards Changshui Taoist.

The golden light came suddenly, and the speed was extremely fast, which made Changshui Taoist suddenly startled.

"Asshole! What are you doing, Taoist Wuhun? Why did you attack me? Do you want to go against my Wutian Sect?"

Changshui Taoist was extremely furious, and quickly used the magic formula to avoid it.

Although his vitality was greatly damaged, facing such danger, he had to exert his potential anyway.

After narrowly avoiding the golden light, his face turned a little pale.

He looked up with a gloomy look, but then he was stunned. There was no trace of the other party in front of him, and even the ghosts had disappeared.

Seeing this scene, a trace of suspicion flashed across the face of Changshui Taoist. Just as he was about to think about it carefully, he suddenly felt something and the hair on his back stood up.

"Since you are so obsessed with the Taoist friend Wuhun, why don't I send you off and meet him down."

After the cold and ruthless voice came to him, Changshui Taoist's face changed again and again.

Although he had never heard this voice several times, it had been haunting him like a nightmare for the past few days, so he recognized it as soon as the other party opened his mouth: "It's you!"

Suddenly looking back, Ye Chunyang was behind him, grinning with white teeth, reflecting the cold light in the sun.

With a "swish", the golden light swept here and approached Changshui Taoist in the blink of an eye.

Only then did he see clearly that the light was actually a golden mace.

There were runes on it that made people tremble. Under Ye Chunyang's control, all of them were filled with suffocating murderous aura.

Taoist Changshui was horrified. If it were in the past, how could he be afraid of this cultivator in the late stage of foundation building? But now he was seriously injured by the old blind man and his vitality was mostly damaged.

He didn't expect that this boy would take this opportunity to chase him, and what he used was Elder Wuhun's Yin Ghost Formation. It seemed that the latter might have died in the hands of the other party.

What made him even more unbelievable was that this boy was clearly in the late stage of foundation building, but he could actually use the magical secrets of the mana period, which was simply against the law of nature.

At this moment, Taoist Changshui suddenly regretted participating in the chase that day, otherwise how could this series of things happen.

Maybe today, his life will also be handed over to this kid.

"I never thought that I, the Taoist Changshui, would be bullied by a dog when I was in a desperate situation. But you think you can take my life with your cultivation level, which is too unrealistic."

The Taoist Changshui's eyes changed for a while, and then a fierce look flashed on his face. He bit his tongue and spat out a blood sword. He spread his hands and condensed a sword essence.

The sword was blood red all over. Once it was sacrificed, it swelled up in the wind and emitted waves of amazing spiritual pressure. Compared with the previous three thousand sword essences, it had more murderous aura.

As the Taoist Changshui pinched the spell, the sword immediately swooped down into the air.

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly and found that this sword actually contained a trace of Yuanshen power. Could it be that it was the sacrifice of the Taoist Changshui? Such power is probably more powerful than the three thousand sword essences.

However, the Taoist Changshui is now lingering on, and his strength is less than one-tenth of the original strength. Moreover, at this point, he cannot hesitate at all.

Ye Chunyang immediately drew the spell, and the speed of the golden mace did not decrease but increased.

With a clang, the golden mace suddenly shook, and the light was mostly offset by the sword energy.

Ye Chunyang was a little surprised.

Changshui Taoist was delighted, and before the other party could come back to his senses, he changed his spell, and his body turned into divine light and escaped into the sword body, making a few light sounds and suddenly disappeared.

This change was like a flash of lightning, and it suddenly rose and fell in an instant, catching Ye Chunyang off guard.

But he looked ahead, his expression was not panic, but a hint of sarcasm, and he stood still.

"Ah!"

At this moment, a shrill scream suddenly came from not far away, a bloody rain spread in the air, and a head fell from the sky.

Looking at his face, it was Changshui Taoist, with fear and doubt in his eyes, but he was dead and could not die anymore.

Ye Chunyang had no expression on his face, slowly walked to the head of Changshui Taoist, stretched out his hand and pointed out the spell, and an illusory light and shadow appeared in his hand, which was the invisible green hair.

After pinching the item, Ye Chunyang showed relief.

This green silk wrap is invisible and intangible, and it is indeed a killer.

In fact, he was not very sure about dealing with Changshui Taoist this time. After all, this place is not a deep mountain forest, there is no place to hide, and this place is not far from Linyangfang. If he does not take action, this guy will escape into the market, and then he will completely lose the opportunity to kill him.

So Ye Chunyang made up his mind and appeared to confront him head-on.

Of course, he did not act without preparation. As early as when fighting with Changshui Taoist, he wrapped the green silk around the golden mace and released it when the other party was flying the sword hostile. When the latter fled, this treasure naturally followed like a thorn in the bone.

Changshui Taoist's cultivation was greatly reduced, and he was in a state of fleeing, so he naturally did not notice the existence of the green silk wrap, and death was inevitable.

Seeing this man dismembered to only have a head left, Ye Chunyang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If he could have attacked secretly like he did when he killed Elder Wuhun, it would not have been so laborious. Moreover, if he let this person escape back to Wutianmen, it would have been a disaster for him.

Although it was a combination of various factors that allowed Ye Chunyang to kill these two masters of the mana period, it was enough to prove that after advancing to the late stage of foundation building, his cultivation had been improved by more than one level.

After searching the place where Changshui Taoist died, he found the other party's Qiankun bag. Ye Chunyang scanned it with his spiritual sense and also found a jade slip of cultivation method.

It was the cultivation method of Three Thousand Sword Yuan.

Ye Chunyang was quite jealous of this technique.

After checking it again, he casually sacrificed a flame and burned Changshui Taoist's head to ashes.

This powerful man of magic power disappeared from the world.