Chapter 819 The Demonic Spider Reappears

Thunderous shouts echoed in the air, and the old man named Gui's huge spiritual pressure shrouded Ye Chunyang, looking murderous.

"Gui Yuanqing? How could this old man choose you as his opponent?"

When Ye Chunyang's face darkened, Hua Yun's surprised voice came to his ears. Listening to what he said, it seemed that he knew something about the old man named Gui.

"Senior brother recognizes this person." Ye Chunyang asked.

"This man is one of the three great elders of the Barbarian tribe in the past generation. He is on par with Mo and Ling in terms of cultivation. Even Mu Xuan and Wen Shu are slightly inferior. Moreover, it is rumored that this man specializes in some heretical practices and raises all kinds of corpse refiners and evil spirits. Beast, he actually regards you as his target, junior brother, you must be more careful," Hua Yun said with a solemn expression.

Ye Chunyang's eyebrows gathered slightly, and he looked at the old man named Gui in front of him with a murderous look on his face, and murmured in his heart.

Judging from this man's fierce look, it seems that he is not only the target of the gambling war, but there should be some other reasons.

But until now, he had no idea of ​​escaping. His eyes flickered for a few times and then he flew out.

Somewhere behind him, Ao Qingyun looked at his back with a dark light flashing in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

After a moment, his body moved and flew forward.

Ye Chunyang didn't notice anything strange about Ao Qingyun. The old man surnamed Gui had already drawn a battle circle in an open space far away from everyone, and was waiting for him there with a wooden stick in his hand. When he saw him sneaking over, a flash of light flashed in his eyes. He grinned after the accident.

"I thought you would hide and be a tortoise, but I didn't expect that you are really not afraid of death. It's so good. I just want to settle the account with you for killing the Taotie alien species. This beast is the result of my hard work. Since you killed the cultivated spiritual pet, the only way to counteract it is to extract your marrow and refine your soul, and use your body to make a puppet."

Listening to the particularly cold laughter of the old man named Gui, Ye Chunyang was slightly startled and suddenly felt enlightened.

It turned out that the Taotie mutant was actually his spiritual pet. No wonder this old man was so hostile to him.

Just as he was thinking to himself, the old man surnamed Gui suddenly flicked his wrist, and a beam of light shot out. Ye Chunyang raised his head with slightly narrowed eyes, and saw that the light circled a few times and then turned into several formation flags and disappeared into the ground. A muffled sound came out, and sand suddenly flew around.

Ye Chunyang's expression changed slightly. Before he could make any move, a thick barrier in the sky suddenly shrouded the place, surrounding the place. The surrounding area became quiet, and no other people could be seen.

Outside, seeing that the battle circle Ye Chunyang was in was suddenly blocked by a barrier, Hua Yun's heart skipped a beat, showing worry.

But what surprised him was yet to come.

There was also a layer of mist in the battle circles that had started before, and powerful restraining power emanated from them. Some sounds of fighting could be heard before, but now there was no movement at all.

Hua Yun felt a chill in his heart. After scanning his surroundings, the eleven battle circles were all the same.

"These monks from the Yanman tribe are really restless. If this continues, Junior Brother Ye may be in danger. I must be ready to respond to him at all times!" Seeing this scene, Hua Yun secretly felt that something was not good.

However, he did not act rashly for the time being. After all, Ye Chunyang had the Dust Falling Talisman in his hand. Even if he encountered any danger, he could still save his life. If he rushed in hastily, it would cause other changes.

After thinking about this, Hua Yun immediately went out and waited patiently.

At the same time, the scene in the battle circle is very different from the outside world.

It was extremely quiet in the barrier, with no chaos from the outside world at all. It could even be described as dead silence.

At this time, the old man surnamed Gui was standing not far away from the opposite side, looking coldly at Ye Chunyang, with a playful chuckle from time to time at the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, originally there was no need to set up a Heaven-locking Formation to deal with you, a young man in the middle stage of pill formation. However, since you have my clan's Holy Cauldron on you, you may not be seen by others when you take out the cauldron, so you can only do it quietly here."

The old man surnamed Gui licked his lips, and an icy cold light shot out of his eyes.

"It turns out that he was planning on the Holy Pattern Cauldron." Ye Chunyang frowned, and a strange feeling passed through his heart.

In fact, what he is worried about is that again, his realm is only in the middle stage of pill formation. In terms of cultivation, there is still a gap between him and the real late-stage great monks. If he wants to compete with masters of this level, he must rely on other treasures, and There are many magic weapons on his body that cannot be revealed to outsiders. The old man surnamed Gui took the initiative to set up a barrier to cover the battle circle, which was exactly what he wanted.

In this way, he doesn't need to worry about anything else and can use his fists with confidence.

As for this barrier, with the power of the God Refining Technique, he could vaguely feel where the formation was, so it was not difficult to break it.

"Boy, now you still have a chance to voluntarily hand over the Holy Pattern Cauldron, and then let go of the sea of ​​consciousness and let me restrain you. Although you have become my puppet, you will at least leave a small life. Otherwise, I will wait for me to do it myself. It's not very pleasant to extract your marrow and refine your soul." The old man surnamed Gui looked at Ye Chunyang and said.

Although Mu Xuan had heard about the other party before, how could the old man named Gui really take Ye Chunyang seriously due to his cultivation level that was close to the Nascent Soul stage.

Ye Chunyang rolled his eyes. It seemed that this old guy really thought he could defeat him. If he had just advanced to the middle stage of pill formation, he might still be afraid of the opponent's three points. Now...

He raised his head and glanced at the old man surnamed Gui, his face expressionless. Then he glanced around and let out his spiritual consciousness for a brief perception. When he found that the outside world could not detect it, he felt relieved.

"It seems that you are planning to commit suicide?"

Seeing that Ye Chunyang was silent for a long time, the face of the old man surnamed Gui gradually darkened.

But just when he was about to continue saying something, his eyes suddenly froze, and he saw a flash of light on the opposite side. Ye Chunyang flipped his hands without saying a word, and the temperature within a hundred feet with him as the center rose sharply.

There were only a few muffled sounds of "Puff", and several groups of purple-gold flames circled around Ye Chunyang, releasing dazzling light and spreading with an astonishing amount of spiritual pressure.

At the same time, four pitch-black cauldrons engraved with various strange patterns of birds and beasts appeared out of thin air. Under the influence of their magic power, they became as large as ten feet. They occupied most of the battle circle at once, vaguely forming some kind of strange magic. Array.

"Four holy tripods? How is this possible?"

The old man surnamed Gui couldn't calm down. He only knew that the clan regarded the Saint Pattern Cauldron as a sacred weapon, and that it was closely related to the Land of Immortal Tribulation, but he never knew that there were four of these cauldrons.

He stared at Ye Chunyang with a gloomy expression, but after a moment he became calm, slowly exhaled, and said: "I didn't expect that there is more than one holy pattern cauldron in the world. It's really great. I just want to do it all at once." Accept it and study it slowly later.”

Ye Chunyang looked directly at the other person without saying anything. After chanting the mantra in his mouth, he made a sacrifice with one hand. The light of the four holy cauldrons rose sharply, and the purple and gold holy fire surged out from them, intertwined and turned into a dazzling fire dragon and struck hard at the old man. Pounce.

The old man was shocked when he saw that Ye Chunyang's cultivation in the middle stage of pill formation could actually arouse such a momentum, and he began to believe Mu Xuan's words. The opponent was indeed not comparable to ordinary middle stage monks.

But when he saw this scene, his expression did not change. Instead, he smiled coldly, shook the wooden staff in his hand, and the animal head on it emitted bursts of strange green light, and in the blink of an eye, it gathered into a green mist in front of him.

There was a loud "chichi" sound.

The old man was originally calm and calm, but his expression changed drastically in a moment, because under the impact of the fire dragon formed by the purple-gold flames, his green mist protection melted quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, but after a while, it turned into blue smoke and rose into the sky.

The old man surnamed Gui was very surprised, but he did not panic at all. He pinched a strange magic formula in his hand and recited some obscure ancient spells in his mouth.

I saw a startling rainbow rising into the sky, and the wooden staff standing beside me instantly burst out with thousands of meters of precious light, and shot towards the fire dragon with a "boom" sound.

The old man patted a cloth bag on his body again, and a foul-smelling breath rushed out. Before Ye Chunyang could activate the fire dragon to resist the impact of the wooden staff, his eyes were covered by a layer of blood mist, and a purple-gold flame gathered in front of him. The fire dragon was forced to scatter and retreated into the holy pattern cauldron.

Ye Chunyang's expression changed slightly, and he waved his fingers together without thinking, shooting out a red light from his body, dividing the sky with sword rain and slashing wildly in the blood mist.

The Blue Sky Mysterious Fire Sword mixed with molten crystal sand was unimaginably sharp. With one slash of three thousand sword yuan, the blood mist turned into a hornet's nest and dispersed in all directions. But at this time, Ye Chunyang was shocked, because he found that after the blood mist dissipated, it quickly condensed again. At the same time, a huge black shadow appeared in front of him. When he looked up, it turned out to be a ferocious monster.

This beast is about three to five feet tall, its body is as red as blood, and there are hundreds of tentacles growing out of its belly. It has a pair of huge eyes as big as lanterns, giving it a bloodthirsty and ferocious aura.

The blood mist before was sprayed out from this beast.

"Flame Blood Demon Spider?"

Ye Chunyang was startled. The appearance of this beast made him feel familiar. He recalled the monster released by the Xuqianling when he captured the Xuanbing Bead in the Arctic Glacier of Feixianmen. Now, this beast was no different from the Flame-Blooded Demon Spider at that time.

But in comparison, regardless of its cultivation or appearance, the old man surnamed Gui was several times more powerful than the ones released by the Xuqianling at that time. Judging from the aura of this beast, I am afraid it has already advanced to the third level. It is completely no longer inferior to the monks in the late stage of pill formation.

Thinking about the Taotie variant seen on Qianlong Mountain, coupled with this third-level flame-blooded demon spider, it is obvious that the old man named Gui specializes in some magical powers of raising ferocious beasts.

Ye Chunyang's heart became gloomy. With the beast's power and the old ghost himself, it would not be easy to deal with it. Moreover, the opponent might not have used any powerful methods, so this battle would be extremely disadvantageous for him.

"I'm really surprised that this kid actually recognizes the Flame-Blooded Demonic Spider. But since you recognize this demonic spider, you know how powerful it is. It just so happens that my demonic spider hasn't had fresh flesh and blood for a long time, so I'll use you to give it a beating. "

The sinister sneer of the old man surnamed Gui came from the opposite side, and his eyes looking at Ye Chunyang were full of teasing.