Chapter 220: Killing Spree

The scholar in white and the others suddenly froze, their expressions ugly.

I thought that bringing out the name of Master Ruizhen would make this person fearful, but unexpectedly the other party didn't buy it at all. This time, they may have hit a brick wall.

Ye Chunyang sneered lightly, waved one hand, and the three puppets below rushed towards several people.

"Spirit Puppet Formation!"

The face of the scholar in white changed slightly, but this man relied on his cultivation of formation skills, but he did not panic. He patted the formation plate in front of him, and several formation flags flew out from it, rising in the wind. In an instant, a formation was formed, and a body was The spirit puppet is surrounded by it.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the scholar in white flew back, without looking at his other companions, and stepped on a formation flag to escape.

He has truly felt the murderous intention of this young man in black clothes. If they stay here, even the King of Heaven and I will not be able to save them.

In fact, Ye Chunyang is only two small realms higher than them. If they are ordinary people, they can also find out the depth with their spiritual consciousness. Unfortunately, Ye Chunyang practices the profound skill of the Origin Scripture. Unless the cultivation level is above him, low-level If a person does not take the initiative to release his cultivation, it is impossible for others to perceive it.

This person's actions were quite straightforward, which surprised Ye Chunyang. The opponent set up a magic circle to compete with him in a short period of time, which showed that this person was quite talented in formation skills.

After the white-clothed scholar laid out this formation, the other monks each offered their magic weapons to compete with the spirit puppet.

"This person is highly cultivated and cannot be defeated by us. We can only have a chance of survival by spreading out and running away."

The Confucian scholar in green roared in a low voice and did not dare to stay any longer, even though the scholar in white fled away.

The other people all cursed secretly when they saw this, but they couldn't care less about the current situation. They stumbled away one by one like a tree falling down and the hozen scattered.

Ye Chunyang stood in the air, a coldness flashing in his eyes.

The puppets around them can only exert their strength within the scope of the magic circle. Unexpectedly, these people have some tricks. It would be fine if they get together. Now it is a bit tricky to disperse and escape.

However, Ye Chunyang didn't take it to heart. Although these people were a little clever, how could they escape from his grasp? And since they discovered the cave here, they naturally couldn't let them leave alive.

After paying attention for a while, Ye Chunyang sneered.

He waved his hand and touched the jade gourd, and Taoist Xuangou made a rainbow of light and swept out. When he touched it, he immediately chased the person in the direction of escape.

Although Taoist Xuan Gou is a corpse puppet, Ye Chunyang can control it with his spiritual consciousness as long as he is within a hundred miles. With Xuan Gou's cultivation level, it is more than enough to chase down a few people.

However, something might have slipped through the net. After driving Taoist Xuangou, Ye Chunyang also stretched out his body and pursued in the other direction.

Chunyang Cave is his hiding place and must not be known to outsiders. These people actually think that this place is a treasure house. No wonder Ye Chunyang is so ruthless.

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Although the seven of them were only in the early stages of foundation building, they seemed to have extraordinary backgrounds, and the escape techniques they performed were also extraordinary. They had escaped several miles away in just a short moment.

But at this moment, the person who escaped the farthest was not the scholar in white who escaped first, but the scholar in blue.

This man's body was gleaming with silver, and a pair of silver-white boots formed under his feet. There was a sound of wind and thunder as he escaped, and he escaped three miles away in the blink of an eye.

After escaping for about half a quarter of an hour, he turned back and looked at the deep mountains, with a look of shock on his face.

The first time he passed by Jingxin Lake and discovered an anomaly, he had already conducted a survey, but he clearly didn't feel a trace of popularity. How could such an expert suddenly appear this time?

He had some doubts about whether this person had occupied this place before him, and used this as an excuse to kill and silence him.

"Seeing that this person attaches so much importance to him, there must be something abnormal under the Jingxin Lake. After I escape, I must persuade the masters in the clan to come here to investigate. I think it won't be a problem to deal with this person with the cultivation of several seniors in the clan."

The Confucian scholar in Tsing Yi was unwilling to give up. After a moment of imagination, he activated his silver boots with all his strength and ran towards the mountain like a flash of lightning.

However, after flying a few meters, he suddenly stopped.

He looked at a dark shadow in front of him with surprise, which seemed to have a faint light and exuded a chilling evil aura.

It turned out to be a ghost, with a faint green evil light in its eyes, which was chilling.

The Confucian scholar in Tsing Yi's expression changed. This was his first experience of seeing a ghost in the daytime. However, as he was running for his life right now, he didn't care much. He just thought that the ghost of a guy who died unjustly was still there, so he ran away as fast as he could. .

But after walking forward for only a few seconds, he strangely discovered that there were more and more ghosts around him.

Before he had time to think, several streaks of black energy passed through his body, and he fell straight down. His eyes were still wide open until the moment of death, and he didn't know why he lost his life.

At this time, Qinghong flew over. Ye Chunyang stopped at the place where the scholar in Qingyi died and looked at it. A look of doubt flashed in his eyes. He then raised his hands, and the pair of silver-white boots on the opponent's feet fell into his hands.

"It turns out to be a top-quality magic weapon that contains the attributes of wind and thunder. No wonder the escape speed is increased."

Ye Chunyang sighed. Although these silver-white boots were of extraordinary quality, it was a pity that the cultivation level of the Confucian scholar in green was too low. Even with the bonus of this item, how could he escape the pursuit of the Yin Ghost Formation? Moreover, after this year of hard training, He became more and more proficient in this formation, and was more than capable of dealing with the monks in the early stages of foundation building.

Although Ye Chunyang no longer looked down upon other magic weapons with speed bonuses after acquiring the ancient treasure of the Floating and Sinking Pearl, these silver-white boots were also a good treasure and might be useful in the future, so naturally he couldn't plunder natural resources.

After putting away his silver boots, he flew away again.

In another direction, the scholar in white was in a hurry, with panic in his eyes. Although he escaped first with the talent of the magic circle, he was deeply aware of the horror of the black-clothed young man. At this moment, he just wanted to escape from Tianchong Mountain as quickly as possible.

As long as he left this place, he thought that the man would not dare to continue chasing.

Seeing that the border of Tianchong Mountain was not far away, the scholar in white was happy and fled desperately.

Others had magic weapons with speed bonus, so he naturally had other means. At this time, when his spiritual power was raised, a strong white light immediately spread on his body, and he fled thousands of feet away in an instant like an arrow from a string. It was obvious that the skills he practiced had a method of escape.

"You are running so hurriedly, why don't I send you off?"

A nightmare-like voice suddenly sounded, and not far away, the black-clothed young man stood calmly with his hands behind his back.

The scholar in white's pupils shrank, and huge fear surged in his eyes. Without thinking too much, he turned around and flew away!

"Where do you want to escape to now?"

Ye Chunyang had no expression on his face. He waved his hand and slashed the golden mace in the air.

With a loud "bang", the scholar in white saw a golden light shining in front of him. A golden mace as thick as his arm quickly arrived. Feeling the breath of death transmitted by it, he was immediately frightened and shouted angrily: "If you dare to kill me, my master will definitely cut you into pieces to avenge me!"

Although he threatened, the scholar in white did not dare to neglect it. Several formation flags flew out of his sleeves, and a light wall was immediately raised around him to try to block the attack of the golden mace.

"It's just a trick. Even if your so-called master comes to you, you won't see that day."

Ye Chunyang said indifferently with a faint expression. Then he suddenly pointed his two fingers, and the formation light wall turned into light spots in the horrified eyes of the scholar in white.

With a "puff", the scholar in white watched a blood hole pierce his chest, and died with strong reluctance.

The next thing was simple.

Although the remaining three men and two women were also in the early stage of foundation building, their speed was obviously much slower than that of the blue-clothed scholar and the white-clothed scholar. It was effortless for Ye Chunyang to catch up with them.

He released his spiritual sense for a moment, with a slight smile on his face.

At this time, two men of the remaining five had been beheaded by the black dog. After the last man and two women were promoted to cast a spell to drive the Yin Ghost Formation, Ye Chunyang moved and continued to chase the few people.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

After a stick of incense, on a small hill ten miles away, a young man looked at his body in disbelief. There were actually groups of thick black air coming out of his body, and his flesh and blood rotted quickly. Only half of his head was left and he fell to the ground weakly.

Ye Chunyang looked at the miserable corpse expressionlessly, collected the other party's Qiankun bag and quickly walked away.

Not long after, in a dense forest somewhere, a panicked young woman in her twenties or thirties suddenly stopped, stepped back, and looked palely at a black-clothed young man who suddenly appeared in front of her. Intense fear flashed in her pearl-like eyes.

"Senior, please spare my life. I have no intention of coveting the things in your cave. I was just bewitched for a while..."

The young woman didn't have a chance to finish her words, and her voice stopped abruptly. After the ghosts and ghosts passed through, her face turned purple and she fell to the ground stiffly.

"If I spare you, I'm afraid I won't have peace in the future."

Ye Chunyang sighed helplessly. He was not a cruel person, but he didn't know whether the counter-killing of Changshui Taoist and Wuhun Elder a year ago was discovered. Once his cave was exposed, he would probably have to spend the rest of his life in endless escape.

He didn't believe that he could escape every time.

Therefore, those who discovered Chunyang Cave had only one way to go, which was death.

After dealing with the young woman, Ye Chunyang flew into the sky again. At this time, there was only one person left.

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In a bush with intertwined vines, a woman fled quickly, her pretty face full of regret. This woman was the beautiful woman who had previously fascinated the scholar in white.

But at this moment, this beautiful woman no longer had the same beauty as before. Her palace dress was cut off by the vines in several places because of her hasty escape. Her hair was also a little messy. She looked a little embarrassed.

But she didn't dare to stop for a moment. She didn't know whether the others could escape safely or had been killed by the terrifying black-clothed young man. She only knew that she had just established her foundation and was the weakest among the seven people. If she didn't escape quickly, this day next year would be her death anniversary.

However, the more she worried, the more she would encounter them. Not long after she ran away, she felt despair in her heart and looked at the two figures in front of her with horror.

One of them was full of Yin Qi, like an evil ghost, and the other was the black-clothed young man.

This man had a round face and seemed harmless, but he frightened the pretty woman.

With a scream, the pretty woman pinched her hands together, and a flame flew out of her sleeves, holding her body up into the air, trying to fight for the last chance to escape.

The black-clothed young man showed disdain, and rolled up his sleeves in the air, and several ghosts suddenly attacked the woman like a storm.

However, just when the ghosts were about to wrap up the woman, the black-clothed young man seemed to have discovered something, and his eyebrows suddenly raised, and he said "Huh", driving the ghosts away, and then a spiritual light hit the woman's back, causing her to faint.