Chapter 557 Great Divine Power

As soon as the black gourd appeared, the light cloud covered the area of ​​dozens of feet like a vast ocean, and at the same time, a low incantation sounded from the back.

The white-haired old man made a hand gesture and uttered the word "ban". Ye Chunyang's movement was immediately blocked, and his magic power could not be raised at all. He was about to be taken into the gourd.

A dragon-like sword roar came out of Ye Chunyang's body, and the fire immediately shot up into the sky. The Qingtian Xuanhuo Sword slashed through the air and saw three thousand sword essences slashing at the black fog.

But then a look of surprise flashed across his face, and the sword light slashed into the black fog like a drop in the ocean, without any response.

"Hmph! A trivial trick, no matter how fast you are, don't think of escaping today!"

The white-haired old man shouted loudly, and fled to this place with Elder Qiong in an instant. At the same time, he waved his hand and made a magic gesture. The black gourd trembled a few times and suddenly rolled up with spiritual light, and was about to take Ye Chunyang into it alive.

Ye Chunyang's face was stern, and countless countermeasures flashed through his mind, but the black gourd was extraordinary in spirit. Under its attack, its mana was reduced sharply, and its true essence stagnated for a while.

"Die, kid!"

Elder Qiong's face was ferocious, and several rays of light shot out from his fingertips, all of which came to bind Ye Chunyang.

This spell is not an ordinary spell, but a magical power that specifically traps the soul and refines the spirit. For a long time, countless cultivators have been transformed into ghosts and evil spirits under this magical power of Elder Qiong. Now that Ye Chunyang has been captured, he must naturally torture him to death to eliminate his hatred for losing his lover.

Ye Chunyang's heart was gloomy. He originally thought that with the advantages of the spiritual spring water and the escape method, he could get rid of the two before returning to the sect. Now it seems that they took advantage of the opportunity of the few powerful cultivators to besiege him two days ago to buy time. Is it impossible to escape from their hands today?

He looked ferocious, and several spells that increase mana were urged out together, trying to break free from the dilemma in front of him.

"Hahahahaha..."

At this moment, a long laugh suddenly came from the sky, and then the sky was covered with thunderclouds, and an extremely shocking spiritual pressure came from the gate of Tianqimen Mountain.

At the same time, the thunderclouds spurted out a series of white flames, not only the attack was extremely fierce, but also with a chill that froze the bone marrow.

"Ice Frost Thunder Flame True Art! It's Old Monster Yi!"

The white-haired old man and Elder Qiong's faces changed at the same time.

The former didn't bother to cast a spell to trap Ye Chunyang, and hurriedly recited the spell to recall the black gourd in the air.

Elder Qiong also didn't dare to neglect it. After pinching the spell, his body retreated several feet, and the several spiritual lights that hit Ye Chunyang were forced to interrupt and shot back one after another.

The two moved very quickly, and they had evacuated almost in a flash. The speed was probably beyond the reach of ordinary people.

But the fire in the thundercloud was faster than expected. Before the two could retreat, they were already in front of them. The black gourd of the white-haired old man was about to escape back into his hand when it was shattered into pieces by the fire. In his horrified eyes, it turned into black light and shattered and disappeared.

A trace of horror surged on the face of the white-haired old man. When he was about to resist again, he heard a scream. He saw a thunder and fire hit Elder Qiong. The latter was unable to cast a protective shield and was already far away like a sandbag.

As the two were defeated, the forbidden method that trapped Ye Chunyang also dissipated. He was delighted and immediately jumped back.

At the same time, several streams of light flew from the mountain gate. The person in front was surrounded by cold air and the fairy clouds under his feet were set off. He was majestic invisibly.

Wasn't this the old man surnamed Yi?

Afterwards, the real people of each peak of Xuanjizi were in the line.

"Ye Xiaobao is an elder of the Tianqi Sect. Who dares to touch him?"

A faint chuckle spread in the air. The sound was not loud, but it was accompanied by an astonishing spiritual pressure that made people breathless.

"This old monster has a high level of cultivation. With his protection, it seems that it is impossible to catch that kid. Fellow Daoist Qiong, we should leave early."

The white-haired old man had a lingering fear on his face. He thought he could kill Ye Chunyang here before alarming Tianqi Sect, but he didn't expect the old man surnamed Yi to come here after hearing the news.

"Hmph! I didn't expect Tianqi Sect to protect this kid so much. I underestimated him, but this matter will not be let go. I don't believe that he will stay in the sect for the rest of his life. As long as he comes down the mountain, he will definitely be torn into pieces!"

Elder Qiong gritted his teeth and hated.

But although he said so, facing the old man surnamed Yi, a great man in the late Jindan period, he did not dare to pause for a moment. He drove away in a hurry before he finished speaking.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man cast a spell without saying a word, and fled away as if he had greased his feet.

Although they hated Ye Chunyang to the core, they did not think they could compete with the old man surnamed Yi. The only thing they could do was to escape as soon as possible.

But before the two of them could cast a spell to escape, they heard a chuckle from behind: "Since the two Taoist friends are here, there is no need to leave."

As soon as the words came out, the thunderclouds in the sky suddenly expanded.

The old man surnamed Yi opened his mouth and blew, and a breath of spiritual energy swept across the sky. The light in the air suddenly increased, and the thunder, fire, and ice swords shot out like a rain curtain. The white-haired old man had just escaped a few steps when his body suddenly made a sharp friction sound of "crackling", and his face turned from cyan to pale and bloodless.

With a "bang", the white-haired old man was unable to make a sound, and his body was filled with cold air and exploded into an ice sculpture, leaving no bones on the spot.

Standing next to the old man surnamed Yi, Ye Chunyang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, secretly shocked.

The white-haired old man was at least an early Jindan cultivator, but he was blown into ashes by this old man in one breath. His magical power was really amazing.

On the other side, Elder Qiong watched the white-haired elder disappear in the blink of an eye, and his pupils shrank slightly.

But wait for him to take action. I saw the old man surnamed Yi reaching out to look into the clouds and seemed to have caught something.

Spreading his hands, a drop of morning dew floated on his palm. The old man blew out a breath of spiritual energy again, and the sound of stormy waves suddenly sounded all around. The small drop of morning dew suddenly rose up, turning into a surging ocean and drowning Elder Qiong.

Gathering water becomes an ocean!

Ye Chunyang took a breath of cold air, and the elder Qiong was even more horrified. He bit the tip of his tongue without thinking too much, and spurted a burst of blood mist from his mouth.

Just hearing the words in his mouth, the blood and energy immediately gathered into clouds and covered the body surface.

At first glance, Elder Qiong turned into a huge blood cocoon, and then he heard the roar of the wind all around, and he escaped hundreds of feet away in a flash.

Looking at the fleeting blood cocoon, the old man surnamed Yi had a trace of surprise in his eyes. He pointed his finger again, and suddenly the vast sea was like a tide, pressing down on Elder Qiong from mid-air.

"Puff puff puff puff!"

Elder Shiqiong's escape speed was extremely fast, but it seemed like child's play in front of the old man named Yi who was in the late stage of pill formation. Hanhai rushed to the rear in an instant and rushed hard on his blood cocoon. The latter suddenly felt like a deflated rubber ball. Amidst strange noises, it fell to the ground.

However, the defense of this blood cocoon was unexpectedly tough. Even after the old man surnamed Yi struck, it still remained. Immediately after, Elder Qiong spurted out another blood arrow, and his figure flashed a few times and disappeared on the spot.

"Fellow Daoist Yi made a note of today's gift to Qiong, and I will definitely ask your Tianqi Sect to pay it back several times in the future!"

The spiteful voice echoed in the air, but apart from the gradually dispersing vast sea and the pungent smell of blood, there was no trace of Elder Qiong anymore.

"Devil Blood Escape is a great escape method, but this guy took a hit from me, and even if he doesn't die, he is still half disabled. If he can keep the golden elixir from breaking, he will be lucky."

The old man surnamed Yi frowned and had no intention of chasing. He immediately waved his hand to withdraw his magic power, and the field returned to normal again.

He tilted his head and looked at Ye Chunyang, with a smile of approval on his face, "Good boy, it is said that you killed an elder of the Wutian Sect who was in the alchemy stage. This matter has brought great shame to our sect."

Ye Chunyang was startled, and secretly smiled bitterly: "Thank you for the great elder. The situation was urgent at that time, and the junior had no choice but to do it. However, that person was not a pill-forming monk, but a demonized magic monk. It is pure for the junior to be able to kill. It’s a fluke.”

"Just the magic monk?"

The old man named Yi and the real people from all peaks were both surprised.

However, the old man immediately said: "No matter what the cultivation level of that person is, your ability to escape safely when being rounded up by three alchemy monks is enough to prove your strength. Today, you escaped from the trap in the hands of these two people. I have to look at you differently."

"Junior would like to thank the Grand Elder for his help in what happened today. If the Grand Elder had not appeared in time, I am afraid that the situation of this junior would have been very bad."

Ye Chunyang shook his head humbly, not arrogant.

"Haha, you don't have to be humble. Although your cultivation is only in the middle stage of magic power, in all aspects you are probably almost the same as the later monks. Even if I don't arrive in time today, there may not be anything that can be done by Yun Xuan and Qiong. you."

The old man surnamed Yi laughed loudly, with a look of relief on his face.

Master Xuanjizi, Master Ruoyuan and other masters from various peaks also showed praise.

When Ye Chunyang saw this, he could only smile and make no excuses.

It's not that he doesn't want to clarify, but the more he talks about his cultivation, the easier it is to expose himself. He doesn't want others to notice his secret.

"Well, now that you have returned to the sect safely, I can rest assured. Although Wutianmen is arrogant, they still dare not blatantly come to my Tianqimen to ask for someone. From now on, you only need to cultivate with peace of mind. "

The old man surnamed Yi stopped asking any more questions. After saying a few words, he returned to his clan and turned into a stream of light and disappeared at the top of the Seven Star Peak.

Ye Chunyang looked at his retreating back, a dark light flashing in his eyes.

Today, the old man surnamed Yi really surprised him with his actions. At the same time, he also understood the difference between the mana stage and the pill formation stage. The two were completely different.

Thinking of this, Ye Chunyang couldn't help but take a deep breath. It seems that if you want to protect yourself in this situation, you need to practice harder. Even if you can't form a pill in a short time, you must break through the late stage of mana as soon as possible, otherwise you will have to practice harder. In times of crisis like today, we can only sit back and wait for death.

"Junior Brother Ye, you have just returned to the sect. I will go back to Tianji Peak to have a good rest."

While Ye Chunyang was thinking secretly, Xuan Jizi waved to him and said with a smile.

"That's fine."

Ye Chunyang nodded.

It has been a year since I left the sect. It was really time to go back to the cave to recuperate. I immediately bowed to the masters of each peak one by one, and finally followed Xuan Jizi to fly to Tianji Peak.