Chapter 640 Earthen Chicken and Clay Dog

"Ye Chunyang? Although I have been living alone on Daqi Island all year round, I still know a little about the Alchemy Society, but I have never heard of the name of a Taoist friend?"

After hearing Ye Chunyang's self-registered number, Miao Le's face showed surprise and became curious about him.

Not to mention Danhui, there has never been a person like this in Tianxing Sea.

Ye Chunyang smiled and said nothing, nor did he explain anything.

Naturally, it was impossible for him to tell the other party his origins.

"I don't care who you are or what your identity is, but you destroyed my forbidden formation and wanted to get the Wuchen Flower from my hand. Do you think this is possible? And I think you have heard what my disciples and disciples have said. , The Wuchen Flower is in bloom, I will never give it to others." After looking at Ye Chunyang for a while, Master Miao Le frowned slightly.

"If that's the case, why did Master Miao Le call me to meet you?" Ye Chunyang's eyes flashed and he smiled lightly.

Seeing that he was so calm, Master Miao Le was even more surprised and couldn't help but say: "Your Excellency can show some ability without changing his face in front of me, but now that the words have come to this point, I don't want to hide it from you. Although It is impossible to exchange for the Wuchen Flower, but I am slightly interested in some of the treasures you took out, and I am willing to exchange them for other spiritual herbs."

After finishing his words, he added: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, although I am not exchanging my true nature with you in exchange for the Wuchen Flower, what I give you is not inferior to the one under this flower."

Just now the disciples came to report. Master Miao Le was extremely shocked and angry at Ye Chunyang's destruction of the formation. If it had been in the past, he would have been forced out of the island, but when he heard that the other party actually took out two thousand-year-old spiritual grass and purple Chen Dan, second-level high-level demon pill and other objects could not help but be moved, so he called them to come and meet.

Ye Chunyang felt a little cold in his heart. It turned out that this person was interested in the treasure in his hand and wanted to get a ready advantage. How could there be such a good thing in the world?

He sneered and said: "I'm sorry, I have nothing to ask for except Wuchenhua. I don't know how my friend is willing to give up my love?"

Master Miao Le frowned, looked at Ye Chunyang with displeasure flashing in his eyes, and hummed: "Since Your Excellency is unwilling to exchange for other spiritual herbs, please go back. I will never give the Wuchen Flower to you. "

Ye Chunyang couldn't see anything on his face. After a moment, he calmly said: "What if I insist on taking it?"

"Just you?"

Master Miao Le raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Chunyang again with a sneer on his face.

Han Qinghe noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere and couldn't help but glance between the two of them, feeling a chill rise behind his back. I thought that this "Elder Ye" was too arrogant. Who was Master Miao Le? How dare he be so tough? If he angered the other party, the consequences would be disastrous.

Sure enough, after a few glances at Ye Chunyang, Master Miao Le's face showed a chill, and he said: "My cultivation is not high, but my tone is not small. It doesn't matter. Since you said so, I guess you don't want to go on this trip in vain. If you insist on thinking If you want the Wuchen Flower, I can grant it to you. As long as you can get away from me for three rounds, I will let you take this flower away."

"Is this true?" Ye Chunyang smiled.

"I, Master Miao Le, keep my word to the letter."

Master Miao Le shook his sleeves and thought, "With your mere mid-level magic power, why do I need to lie?"

"Okay, I wonder how you want to compare with each other?" Ye Chunyang asked quietly.

Master Miao Le snorted coldly, and without saying a word, he flew out of the cave. His broad blue cloak blew up a whirlwind, and bursts of spiritual waves appeared all over his body. He bowed his head to Ye Chunyang and said, "Ordinarily, I shouldn't be better than you in cultivation." The big one bullies the small ones, but you seem to be arrogant and proud of your favor. You use your identity as the elder of the Dan Society to forcefully break into our Daqi Island. I must teach you a lesson, lest the outside world think that my Daqi Island is accessible to everyone in the future. Just come."

After a pause, he added: "However, if you are willing to leave obediently at this time, or exchange the treasure in your hand with me, this fight can still be avoided."

Although he is alone, Master Miao Le also knows that the forces of Danhui are intertwined, and each elder has an extraordinary background. If he can avoid enmity, he will naturally try not to make enmity, so he does not want to offend him unless he has to.

"I accept Master Miao Le's good intentions, but Wuchen Hua is determined to get it, so I'd better ask Master Miao for advice!"

Ye Chunyang raised his head slightly, straightened his body, and stood on the clouds opposite Master Miao Le.

Master Miao Le's face darkened and he said: "Since you insist on humiliating yourself, I have no choice but to help you."

Before he finished speaking, his hands made a secret, his cloak fluttered in the wind, and a layer of cyan aura emitted from his body. As he recited a spell in his mouth, the aura soared and instantly turned into a green screen.

At the same time, he raised one hand lightly, and several array flags rolled back in the wind, turning into beams of light and quickly blending into the green screen.

The sky suddenly darkened.

In a short time, what was once a lush fairy island scenery turned into a barren mountainous wasteland, with flying sand and rocks everywhere, and the rumbling sound of the mountain collapsing could be heard endlessly, surrounding Ye Chunyang in the blink of an eye.

"Your Excellency is able to break the chain of forbidden formations that I have set up on the island. It seems that you are also proficient in formations. However, this formation is not comparable to the protective forbidden formations on the island. It is enough to easily trap late-stage magic monks of the same level as me. "If you regret it now, it's still too late, otherwise it will be too late to ask for mercy after you have suffered a lot," Master Miao Le said with a high head and a flag in his hand.

This magic circle is between reality and illusion. It looks illusory, but in fact it has amazing attack power. Even people with advanced Taoist skills will be trapped in it and find it difficult to escape. In the eyes of Master Miao Le, Ye Chunyang is also proficient in the magic circle. Technique, it is absolutely impossible to crack it even with his cultivation in the middle stage of his magic power.

But the next scene shocked Master Miao Le!

Ye Chunyang glanced around, shook his head and sighed after a moment, without saying anything, pinched his fingers together, raised his hand and swung out several sword lights, suddenly bombarding a certain part of the formation.

"Boom".

The light flashed in the void, and a round of sword light crossed the sky like the scorching sun. As the swords shuttled through the sky, the surrounding scene seemed to have a chain reaction. First, the mountains collapsed, and then the ground collapsed. The dark sky quickly split apart like a broken mirror, and in a short moment, it had restored its original scene.

"What?"

Miao Le Zhenren was shocked and threw out the formation flag in his hand, and then urged the spell.

"Swoosh" several hurricanes rang out, and the flag rose sharply in the wind, rolling up the dust and smoke in the sky and rolling towards Ye Chunyang madly. But then there was an amazing scene. When Miao Le Zhenren cast a spell, he suddenly found that Ye Chunyang had disappeared in front of him, and his sword energy also disappeared.

"How is it possible?"

Miao Le Zhenren's eyes widened, and he showed an expression of disbelief.

At this moment, he noticed something, and his face turned cold as he changed his magic formula, and he shot several spiritual lights at the formation flag like lightning.

But it was too late. He saw a flash of light in front of him, and the disappearing sword light appeared under the formation flag without any warning. The group of swords separated and merged, and turned into three thousand sword elements that passed through, and the flag turned into debris. At the same time, it flashed in front of Miao Le Zhenren, and the murderous aura was pressing on his chest.

"Thank you."

A faint voice came out, and all the spiritual waves disappeared. Daqi Island once again restored the scenery of a paradise. Only the dense sword light surrounding Miao Le Zhenren revealed a cold and murderous aura.

There was a dead silence around him. Whether it was the disciples on the island or Han Qinghe, everyone was dumbfounded and couldn't believe their eyes.

Especially for the middle-aged man in white and other disciples of Daqi Island, Miaole Zhenren existed like a god in their hearts. No one dared to provoke him easily if they were below the mana stage. Today, they couldn't even get out of a move in the hands of a young boy. The blow was imaginable.

"You can break my Seven Wonderful Illusion Formation?" Looking at the sword formation that stopped in front of him, a trace of shock surged on his face.

"It's just a chicken and a dog, there's nothing that can't be broken." Ye Chunyang waved his hand indifferently, withdrew the three thousand sword essence sword formation, and said calmly: "I wonder if Zhenren will continue the next two rounds?"

Miaole Zhenren's face was pale and blue, and he was shocked in his heart. He dared not believe that a mana mid-stage cultivator could break his formation with one move. From the previous fight, he firmly believed that as long as the opponent's sword formation came one step closer, thousands of sword holes would be pierced through his body.

"I didn't expect Elder Ye to be so divine. I underestimated him. There is no need to continue the remaining two rounds." Miaole Zhenren smiled bitterly.

He never expected that Ye Chunyang's mid-stage magic power cultivation would be so powerful that even the magic array he relied on was so vulnerable in front of him. Even if there were more rounds, the result would probably be the same.

What shocked him even more was that Ye Chunyang could instantly find the array center of the Seven Wonderful Illusion Array. How terrible must his attainment in the array be?

"Master Miaole is too kind. I am just a little lucky." Ye Chunyang's face was as pale as ancient water, and his emotions were not revealed.

With his familiarity with the array, he saw the trick at a glance when Master Miaole cast the spell and set up the array. If Master Miaole used other means to deal with him, it would be a bit of a headache, but this person probably didn't know his means of breaking the array, and it was easy to deal with this kind of illusion array.

After a long period of uncertainty, Miaole Zhenren finally sighed and said, "My skills are not as good as others, so I will keep my promise. Please wait here for a moment, I will get you the Dustless Flower."

"Thank you."

Ye Chunyang nodded slightly and bowed. Seeing this, Miaole Zhenren did not say much and turned to the depths of the cave.

Not long after, Miaole Zhenren appeared again holding a long jade box. He touched it reluctantly for a long time before gritted his teeth and closed his eyes and threw it to Ye Chunyang: "Here is the Dustless Flower, Daoist, take it."

Ye Chunyang took the jade box without changing his expression and opened it. The rich medicinal fragrance immediately came to his nose, and a strange flower with green light appeared in front of him.

"It is indeed the Dustless Flower, thank you Zhenren Miaole for giving it up. I have promised to exchange it with materials before, and I will naturally not break my promise." As he spoke, he waved his hand, and two thousand-year-old spiritual herbs and several purple dust pills, plus a second-level upper-level demon pill, were placed on the table.

When Master Miaole saw these treasures, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and the pain of losing the Dustless Flower was slightly relieved.

After Ye Chunyang got the Dustless Flower in exchange, he did not intend to stay any longer, and left after saying goodbye.

Han Qinghe followed after hesitating for a while.