Chapter 692: Chop into pieces

It was late at night, Ye Chunyang was sitting cross-legged in the room, wandering around in the alchemy method for several days before opening his eyes.

"The boy is indeed a genius in cultivating immortals. If it were other people who would not have achieved anything in this alchemy-making method for ten or eight years, it only took you less than a year to reach this point. According to the current progress, I'm afraid you won't be able to achieve this. It will take a few months for your Dantian to reach the level required for elixir formation."

Guang Lingzi flew out of the spirit-nurturing tree, with a look of admiration on his golden Nascent Soul face.

The pill-casting method came from his hands, and no one knew the difficulty of practicing it better than him. However, the time it took Ye Chunyang to practice this method was far shorter than what he expected, which really surprised him.

"A genius who cultivates immortality?"

A strange look flashed across Ye Chunyang's face when he heard this, but he didn't say much. He just felt it silently, and then said: "This method of casting pills is indeed unique. After practicing this method in the past year, not only the Dantian has become stronger , every time after my mana is restored, I can feel that I am much better than before. Now everything is ready and all I need is the east wind."

"Are you going to Feixianmen next?" Guanglingzi asked curiously.

"Not yet." Ye Chunyang shook his head and said: "Feixian Sect is not an ordinary sect. Through collecting information during this period, I found that this sect rarely recruits disciples from outside. Unless recommended by someone within the sect, it is almost impossible to do so. Step into the threshold of this faction.”

"Then what are your plans?" Guang Lingzi asked.

"Now we can only take one step at a time, but after staying in Yuanzhou for so long, it's time to leave. After all, we can't get any good news just by sticking here. It's better to go somewhere else to explore." Maybe you will gain something," Ye Chunyang said slowly after a moment of silence.

"That's fine. In this year of experience in the mortal world, you have already met all the conditions for the pill formation stage. The only thing you lack is the mysterious cold energy that can resist the pill fire. This border land is so vast, there are always people who know about Feixian Where the door is."

Guang Lingzi nodded.

After saying this, his body swayed, turning into a golden light and disappearing into the spirit-nurturing tree, and fell silent in Ye Chunyang's sleeves.

At this time, Ye Chunyang suddenly thought of something and couldn't help but ask: "Senior, I had an encounter with Feixianmen in ancient times. Don't you even know where the other party's mountain gate is?"

"Feixian Sect is also an ancient sect after all. It would be great if it was so easy for people to discover. Although I have some connections with this sect, I have never been to the other sect. Otherwise, I would have told you early. Why would there be any need? Wait until now." Guang Lingzi said angrily.

Ye Chunyang rolled his eyes and stopped asking any more questions.

He opened the door and walked outside the store, looking back at the "Chun Yang Ju" plaque on the store, his eyes flashed slightly and he took it off.

The shop here was sold to another person yesterday. From now on, there will no longer be a Chunyangju in Yuanzhou, so it is useless to leave this plaque.

After cleaning up everything, Ye Chunyang left immediately.

Just as he was about to take a step, his figure suddenly paused, and he looked up at a certain night sky with a strange look.

"I didn't expect anyone to attack a mortal. Even if I met Princess Hongxiao, I can't just sit back and watch." Ye Chunyang murmured to himself after retracting his gaze, and then walked in a certain direction.

The hour has not yet come, his magic power has not yet been restored, and he can only walk.

Prince Ning's Mansion.

Although it was night at this time, the house was not peaceful.

Beams of light penetrated the night and shot straight into the sky. Weapons collided everywhere, and corpses were scattered everywhere. Within a moment, most of the hundreds of guards in the palace were dead or injured. Many maids and servants fled in a hurry, but no one could step out of the threshold of the palace. It seemed that A door to death, with mountains of corpses piled up.

Cries and screams were mixed in the fight. The entire palace was filled with blood in an instant, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere.

With a few "whoosh" sounds, a huge black scythe stained with blood appeared out of thin air, hovered in the void for a while, and then slashed towards the dozens of guards who were guarding a certain place. The guards were shocked and hurriedly raised their weapons to resist. However, the sickle contained the monk's spiritual power, which was beyond the power of their ordinary weapons. As soon as it came into contact, it was all reduced to pieces.

And the giant scythe continued to castrate, and the blade with a little bit of blood looked cold and terrifying under the reflection of the moonlight. After a few dull sounds, the heads of dozens of guards flew up one after another, and blood flowed across them.

Then the giant scythe circled and quickly returned to the hands of a young man with a scar on his face.

I saw him licking the sickle blade, and the tip of his tongue was stained with scarlet blood. He looked extremely ferocious, which frightened everyone in the palace.

"Who are you? Immortal cultivators never kill mortals indiscriminately. You slaughtered all the people in my palace. Aren't you afraid of triggering a joint crusade from various factions?" A scream came from a courtyard in the palace where corpses were strewn. Hongxiao County The master held a round-edged jade in his hand and looked at the monks in front of him with a cold look in his eyes.

"Join a joint crusade? This little girl is too naive. As long as I wipe out your entire house and then cast a spell, who will know what happened here?" A sinister voice sounded, and the man with a scar on his face The young man named Sun sneered.

"you!"

A trace of despair flashed across the pale face of Princess Hongxiao. This person is a foundation-building monk. Even ten more people will not be his opponent. Is today really the end of Prince Ning's palace?

At this moment, a dark figure rushed in from outside the courtyard. It was a young man wearing gray-brown clothes. As soon as the figure appeared, Princess Hongxiao was surprised and blurted out: "Lu Yun! It's you!"

This young man's face was very familiar to her. Just when she was surprised, Princess Hongxiao seemed to see something in the other man's hand and couldn't help but look down. But after taking a look, she was struck by thunder and her body stumbled and collapsed.

Lu Yun chuckled and threw the object in his hand casually. It rolled in front of Princess Hongxiao. It turned out to be a human head covered in blood. It was none other than Prince Ning.

"Father!"

Princess Hongxiao's eyes were wide open, a look of despair and hatred filled her face, and she cried out in a heartbreaking voice.

"Impossible! This is impossible! Senior Chu has always been with my father. With your cultivation level, you cannot be Senior Chu's opponent. How can you kill my father?"

"Hey, it's true that there is a late-stage Foundation Establishment enshrinement in your house, but I had already managed to lure him away before we came in. How can you stop us with the soldiers and generals in your house?"

Lu Yun smiled wildly and stepped on Prince Ning's head. He looked at Princess Hongxiao with cruel eyes: "I have already said that one day you will beg me. What now? It falls into my hands." Even if you regret it, it’s too late.”

"stop!"

Princess Hongxiao saw her father's body being so humiliated, and her inner resentment surged like fire.

However, her shouts did not stop Lu Yun's movements. Instead, there was a secret energy under his feet. After a "bang", Prince Ning's head turned into blood mist and exploded in the desperate eyes of Princess Hongxiao.

"Lu Yun! I'll kill you!" Princess Hongxiao's delicate body trembled, her eyes filled with hatred, she angrily raised her magic weapon and rushed towards Lu Yun.

Watching her loved one die, she no longer cares about the gap between herself and the other person. Even if she dies, she will be buried with Lu Yun.

"You don't overestimate your capabilities." Lu Yun's eyes flashed with disdain, and he raised his hand and fired two spells.

Light loomed in the void, and Princess Hongxiao was shaken away by a violent and domineering energy before she even got close to her. Her figure was ejected into the distance, blood spurting out of her mouth.

Her cultivation level has never been as good as Lu Yun.

After knocking Princess Hongxiao back with one blow, Lu Yun smiled evilly in a low voice and walked towards her.

At this moment, a roar came from nowhere, like the sound of a sword or the oppression of a mountain. Before those present could identify what it was, they saw a ray of fire falling from the sky and rushing straight towards Lu Yun.

Lu Yun raised his head as if aware of it, and suddenly his eyes widened.

In his sight, a huge sword filled with dazzling fire flew into the air. In just a flash, it turned into a hundred feet in size, and directly covered him with a loud rumbling sound.

There was a "pop" sound.

The giant sword slashed down from Lu Yun's head, cleaving his body in half without any hindrance like cutting tofu. Then, with a flash of fire, his entire body turned into green smoke and evaporated, leaving not a single hair on his head.

The sudden change shocked everyone present. The young man surnamed Sun holding the giant scythe shrank his pupils. When he could see the giant sword clearly, he saw the flames dimming and disappeared silently in the blink of an eye.

"Who took action! Why don't you show up quickly!" The young man surnamed Sun was shocked and scanned the surroundings with vigilant eyes.

At this moment, a sigh came from the door, and a figure walked slowly with his hands behind his back.

He was dressed in ink and had an ordinary appearance, but when he walked in the night, he seemed to blend in with it, giving off a mysterious color.

"Doctor Ye?"

When the desperate and helpless Princess Hongxiao saw the young man in black clothes, she was surprised and even more excited, tears welling up in her eyes.

The person who came was none other than Ye Chunyang.

Having seen the opponent take action during the treasure appraisal competition, Princess Hongxiao had already concluded that Ye Chunyang was an extraordinary person. His appearance at this moment undoubtedly brought hope to Princess Hongxiao.

"mortal?"

The young man surnamed Sun looked at Ye Chunyang for a moment and couldn't help but be surprised when he found that he didn't have any aura of cultivation. But his intuition told him that the shocking sword blow just now was probably made by this person.

Although Lu Yun's cultivation level is a bit low, there are only a few people in Yuanzhou who can cut him to pieces with a sword, but this person is very strange.

What's more, he is still a mortal without any cultivation.

"Your Excellency, a dignified foundation-building monk, went to the mortal world to kill everyone. Such actions are against the order of the world of immortality." Ye Chunyang looked at the young man named Sun expressionlessly.

The young man surnamed Sun was startled at first when he heard this, and then he couldn't help but burst into laughter. He looked at Ye Chunyang with playful eyes and said, "Don't you think it's ridiculous that you, a mortal, talk to me about the order of the world of immortality? That's what I want to do today. Everyone in Prince Ning's house was slaughtered, how do you feel about it?"

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly, this person was quite arrogant.

He looked at the young man surnamed Sun up and down, shook his head after a moment, and said: "Since you said so, there is nothing more to say. If you leave within three breaths, you can still survive, otherwise I will send you back to the west." "