Chapter 569 Strong Enemy

The biting coldness hit Ye Chunyang's heart. It was not the first time that he had seen a cultivator in the late Jindan stage attack. But it was also because of this that he was more aware of the horror of the magical powers of cultivators in this realm.

He never expected that the head of the Wutian Sect would show up in person. Even if it was not the real body, his strength was not comparable to that of the Tongtian Protector. He was able to kill the latter mainly because of the advantages of the Sealing Spirit Formation and his physical body. Facing this late Jindan cultivator, Ye Chunyang had no chance of winning.

Feeling the approach of Wuchuanzi's palm power, Ye Chunyang's heart became colder and colder. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, but none of them could let him escape.

"Shua shua" sounded several times, and several rainbow lights gathered from the side. Ye Chunyang was surprised to see that the three spiritual treasures, the Green Cloud Umbrella, the Kanglong Ding, and the Nine Palaces Tower, were all blocking in front of him, barely resisting Wuchuanzi's magical powers.

Wu Chuanzi's eyes flashed with surprise, as if he was surprised by the protection of Master Ruoyuan and the other two, but after his eyes flashed, he sneered and said, "If the two great elders Yin and Yi of Tianqimen were here, they might be able to compete with me. You are just ordinary people. I don't bother to kill you. If you want to live, you should hand over Ye Xiaobao obediently, otherwise today will be your death."

With a "bang", the giant palm hit the three spiritual treasures, and suddenly the light burst out, bursts of light exploded endlessly. The seemingly simple blow made the three spiritual treasures unstable, shaking as if they were about to disintegrate at any time.

The power of a palm was so fierce.

"Fellow Daoist Ye saved my sect's life, and I can't watch it fall into your hands."

Zihua Zhenren gritted his teeth and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Then, with the incantation, the blood and energy surged against the wind, turning into a layer of light curtain covering the Nine Palaces Tower. The originally trembling and unstable spirit actually calmed down again, and at the same time, it had a stronger mental connection with him.

When this tower was formed, it had not yet had time to drip blood for sacrifice, and its power could not be exerted to the limit. Taking this opportunity, Master Zihua just completed this task and refined this tower into his own life magic weapon.

Master Ruoyuan didn't say much. At the same time as Master Zihua made a move, she urged her magic power, and the bone nails on the Green Cloud Umbrella shot out. Her spiritual treasure was not an ordinary thing. As soon as the bone nails swept, they actually disintegrated Wuchuanzi's palm power by nearly half, causing its light to decrease sharply.

But Wuchuanzi ignored it, but turned his head to look aside and asked calmly: "Old Konghai, do you also want to wade into this muddy water?"

Old Konghai was startled, and laughed: "I just want to live a carefree life and don't want to get involved in any sect fights, but this kid has some connections with my disciple, and he just saved my life. Now this kid is in trouble, if I stand by and watch, wouldn't I be a despicable villain? Besides, you are not here in person. Although I am shallow in Taoism, I think I should be able to escort him away."

While talking leisurely, Old Konghai cast a spell without slowing down. While speaking, he waved his hand and cast several spells. The Kanglong Ding swelled in the wind. It was only the size of a palm and turned into the size of a house in a blink of an eye.

The light inside was brilliant, and a roar like a dragon roared. A yellow dragon with eight flesh wings on its back soared into the sky, spitting out clouds and ice, and the sky collapsed and the earth cracked within ten feet.

As soon as the dragon rushed out of the cauldron, it roared to the sky, and without stopping, it joined forces with the Nine Palaces Pagoda and the Green Cloud Umbrella and rushed straight to Wuchuanzi.

"The light of a firefly also wants to compete with the sun and the moon. Since you insist on seeking death, I will fulfill your wish!"

Wuchuanzi remained calm, looked at the three people with disdain, and suddenly stretched out his left hand.

It was as if he had caught a meteor. Although it was not night at this moment, his palm was shining with stars. Then the palm wind was like a knife, and it chopped down fiercely!

Time seemed to stand still, and there was only this sharp and unparalleled knife light between heaven and earth. Wherever it went, it seemed as if the heaven and earth were split apart. The treasure mountain that Lexuanshan relied on to refine weapons was actually scratched with a deep crack of a hundred feet, and in a blink of an eye, it was chopped on the spiritual treasures of Master Ruoyuan and the other two.

The Nine Palaces Pagoda was the first to bear the brunt of it. After bearing this blow, it trembled a few times, and the spiritual light on its surface was completely extinguished. In the horrified eyes of Master Zihua, it flew back into its body. Then there was another burst of firecrackers. Master Ruoyuan vomited blood, the Biyun umbrella in his hand shattered silently, and the bone nails on the umbrella were also shaken into powder.

Seeing this scene, the old man Konghai was horrified. Obviously, they underestimated the other party's magical power. Even if this great cultivator in the late Jindan stage was just a clone, his strength was far above theirs.

Shocked, the old man Konghai did not hesitate to chant the spell, and the yellow dragon hovering in the air roared several times before returning to the Kanglong Ding.

He had no confidence that he could defeat the opponent's magical power, and their goal was not to fight with him, but just to delay him for a while.

But at this time, Wuchuanzi raised his palm lightly, and "Shua" several palm knives were sent out.

I saw a flash of spiritual light in the air. Before the yellow dragon returned to the Kanglong Ding, it suddenly let out a shrill wail, and several streams of light penetrated its body. With a "bang", it turned into streams and dissipated. The light of the Kanglong Ding also dimmed in an instant, and its spirituality was rapidly lost. I am afraid that the quality has dropped by several times.

Elder Kong Hai's expression changed drastically. This tripod was not easy for him to obtain, and he spent many years cultivating it. He also spent a lot of energy to seal and drive the Jiao Ling inside it. He didn't expect that it would be killed by Wu Chuanzi's magical power. He felt very sad.

"My two Taoist friends, this person's magical power is too strong. We can't fight him. Everyone, please retreat from the treasure mountain of refining weapons quickly. I will join hands with several elders to activate the great formation to protect the sect!"

Zi Hua Zhenren's heart was chilled. After shouting loudly, he ordered several people around him.

Master Ruoyuan's eyes flashed, and he jumped aside, grabbed Ye Chunyang, Mu Ling'er, and Ruqin, waved his hand to sacrifice the colorful spirit boat, and fled straight down the mountain.

"Let's go!"

The old man Kukai suppressed his anger at losing the Kanglong Cauldron, and also supported Xue Meiren to use the escape method and quickly evacuated Baoshan Square.

Previously, they were trapped by the spirit-sealing formation, and their cultivation was temporarily unable to be used. Now that their magic power was no longer hindered, the group of alchemy-forming monks naturally flew away extremely fast, and arrived at the foot of the mountain in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, Master Zihua made a hand seal, and several elders around him stood in different positions, murmuring words, and auras of light lingered on each of them.

Wuchuanzi frowned slightly, as if he felt something, but he ignored it at all and looked straight in the direction where Ye Chunyang and his party were running, with a sarcastic look in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and suddenly there was a loud buzzing sound in mid-air, and a layer of black mist rolled across the sky. Master Ruoyuan, who was trying his best to escape, suddenly felt that the spirit boat under his feet was stopped, and the driving circle was unable to operate, and then a huge The pressure suddenly dropped, and the entire spirit boat was blocked in the black mist, unable to move even an inch.

Master Ruoyuan's expression changed dramatically, and he was trying his best to get rid of the black fog. Suddenly he heard roars, and a large fire burst out of the black hole in Lexuan Mountain Square. A pillar of fire a hundred feet wide went straight from the ground to the sky, and then exploded with a bang. It turned into dazzling fireworks and shot up in the air. For a time, the entire treasure mountain was filled with astonishing fire-attribute aura.

"Whoosh whoosh."

The sharp sound of breaking wind could not be heard. Wu Chuanzi, who had just cast a spell to trap Master Ruoyuan and his party, changed slightly. He saw that the exploding fireworks changed unexpectedly. They were either swords, guns, swords, halberds, or axes, axes, hooks and forks. Countless objects appeared in an instant. The magic weapons were attacking him densely.

"Is this the treasure array of Lexuan Mountain? It does have some ghostly ways."

A cold light flashed on Wuchuanzi's face, but he did not panic, nor did he stop at all to capture Master Ruoyuan and his party. He still used the magic spell to trap them in the black mist. He did not raise his hands until many fire magic weapons approached. Lift.

Without seeing any movement from him, he just waved his hand gently, and the spiritual energy around him suddenly boiled, and then he opened his fingers and grasped them downwards. Only the sound of rumbling could be heard. The whole Lexuan Mountain trembled, and the square on the top of the mountain suddenly collapsed and sank. In the lake, the surrounding firelight also dissipated silently in an instant.

"Ahhhhh!"

Screams rang out one after another, and several Lexuanshan elders who were urging the formation were suppressed by huge force, and their bodies exploded on the spot.

"How can it be?"

Master Zihua's face was as pale as paper, and he sat there in shock, almost paralyzed.

"Hmph, I have no intention of entangled with you now. I will settle the ledger with you after I capture that kid."

Wuchuanzi didn't even look at Zhenren Zihua, and despised him to the extreme. As he spoke, he clasped the palm of his hand to transport the black mist again, and the spirit boat carrying Master Ruoyuan, Ye Chunyang and others was absorbed alive.

Everyone's expressions changed wildly, and Ye Chunyang's heart became extremely gloomy.

But at this time, the situation suddenly changed. As soon as Wuchuanzi stretched out his hand to take in the spirit boat, the spiritual light on his body suddenly flickered, his figure also dimmed and brightened, and his aura dropped sharply in an instant.

Wuchuanzi's eyebrows slightly condensed, and the black mist that was holding him paused as his aura decreased sharply, and the restrictions on the spirit boat were also slightly loosened.

Master Ruoyuan's eyes flashed, and it was obvious that Wuchuanzi's clone had a time limit. Coupled with the impact of Fangcai Lexuan Mountain's sect-protecting formation, the mana was also consumed a lot, and the time it could be maintained was shortened a lot.

Ye Chunyang's heart also moved at this time, and he naturally saw something strange.

He lowered his eyes slightly, thinking about something secretly.

"It seems time is running out."

Wu Chuanzi noticed that the clone was about to disperse, a slight gloom flashed in his eyes, and he held his hand in the air again.

There was a strange "chichi" sound in the void, and the originally stagnant black mist quickly gathered, and the restriction increased instead of decreasing.

But this time, Wuchuanzi was not targeting Master Ruoyuan and others, but directly feeding Ye Chunyang.

However, just as his magical power was approaching, something unexpected happened, and he saw a rainbow of light coming out of the spirit boat. Ye Chunyang flipped his hands, and a talisman flew up in the wind in his hand, and the surrounding air suddenly became cold.

Wuchuanzi raised his eyebrows and expressed surprise, while Master Ruoyuan and others also expressed surprise.

But Ye Chunyang didn't pause for a moment, he made hand gestures to activate the talisman, and several white lights suddenly burst out in the sky covered by black clouds.

Suddenly there was a loud thunder, countless blasts of frost and flames fell down like strong winds and rain, and the black mist dispersed without any resistance.

"Frost Thunder Flame Curse? It's Yi Laoguai's magical power!"

Wu Chuanzi's expression changed slightly, and he was about to cast a spell to resist. Suddenly, an extremely cold and extremely hot white lightning shot out, instantly surrounding him. After several impacts, his clone became illusory and insubstantial. Get real.