Chapter 866: Acquaintance

Ye Chunyang moved and landed quietly in a nearby small canyon. The roar of arrays of magic weapons colliding could be heard in front of him. The auras of different colors of magic weapons were clearly visible. Someone was clearly fighting.

They were two young monks and an old man, both of whom were in the early stages of forming pills.

One of the two young men was tall, and the other was as skinny as a stick. They were also covered in paint, and their magic weapons were dim, as if they were seriously injured. It looked like they were two against one, but in reality there was only one young man and the old man left to deal with.

In front of both parties is a vine that is as tall as half a man. Its whole body is as cold as ice, but it exudes a strange fragrance. At a glance, you can tell that it is some treasure of heaven and earth.

Obviously both sides are competing for this.

"Illusion Ice Vine? This is a bit interesting." Ye Chunyang looked at the cold vine and raised his eyebrows slightly, showing an interested look.

Illusion Ice Vine is an extremely rare ice attribute spiritual grass. No matter what kind of elixir is refined, it can have a neutralizing effect to prevent the elixir from being too violent and being backlashed. Speaking of which, this vine is not considered high-level, but it can be encountered but not sought.

But then Ye Chunyang changed his eyes and looked at two places respectively, revealing something strange.

He was not interested in the Fantasy Ice Vine, nor did he pay attention to the fight between the old man and the young man. What really attracted him here was another aura hidden here.

"It's such a coincidence that an acquaintance is here."

Although that aura is extremely secretive, how can it escape the perception? Besides this "acquaintance", there are other secrets here. I wonder if that "acquaintance" knows about it?

Now Ye Chunyang was not in a hurry to leave, but watched quietly in the dark with a bit of amusement.

At this time, the fight below seemed to have come to an end. After two muffled "bang bang" sounds, the two young men flew several feet away under the old man's spell, vomiting blood and semen from their mouths.

"Old Monster Zeng, my two brothers have agreed to give up the Fantasy Ice Vine to you, do you still want to kill them all?" The tall young man held the magic weapon tightly and stared at the old man with a look of resentment on his face.

"Kill them all? I didn't want to do this originally, but since you reminded me, I have to eradicate it." The old man chuckled, with murderous intention in his eyes.

When the two saw this, their expressions changed greatly. The tall young man stood up to protect the thin young man behind him, and then quickly slapped a talisman on his body. Suddenly, a violent wind blew up.

"Junior brother, it seems that this old man is unwilling to let us go. You go first, and I will cover you!"

After offering the talisman, the tall young man said anxiously to the thin young man.

"No! Let's go together!" The thin young man's eyes were red, and he tightened his grip on the tall young man without thinking, and he definitely had no intention of abandoning his brother.

"None of you want to leave, stay together!" The old man looked at the two of them jokingly, and slapped a certain spirit beast bag on his body with his palm. Suddenly, there was a loud buzzing, and gray streams of light rushed into the ground.

In an instant, the ground between the two sides was undulating, and the layers of gray light were undulating. However, upon closer inspection, this gray light was not an ordinary thing, but a line of plush monster insects all over the body, forming a blanket. around the two of them.

The speed of the strange insect's attack was completely unexpected by the two young men. Before they had time to take precautions, a layer of gray light filled their eyes, and they screamed again and again, but it quickly subsided.

There was no movement on the old man's face, and he summoned the swarm of insects indifferently. He saw two young men lying there motionless with dark purple skin, completely cut off from their breath.

"Hmph, you two have finally cultivated the golden elixir. If you hadn't been severely injured by the Void Storm, I might not have been your opponent together. It's a pity that you are unlucky, hehe..."

After killing two people with poisonous insects, the old man no longer concealed his pride and walked leisurely towards the Magic Ice Vine.

"This phantom ice vine belongs to me after all!"

The old man laughed, and with a flash of inspiration in his hand, he took out a short blade about a foot long and was about to pick off the vine.

Ye Chunyang watched this scene in the dark, shook his head and sighed.

At this moment, the old man was about to pluck the phantom ice vine, and a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared around him. The spiritual energy around him rose like fire, and quickly turned into a fire bird wrapped in spiritual flames.

The fire bird appeared without any warning, and was completely beyond the old man's expectation. When his pupils shrank, the fire bird rushed forward, and the blazing fire pierced through its body. The old man was unable to prepare for it. He was stung by this bird on the spot, and he fell to the ground with his eyes wide open and an expression of disbelief.

A pungent burnt smell filled the air from the bloody hole in the old man's belly. The firebird circled again, and the man's body turned to ashes in a burst of "chichi" sound, completely disappearing from the world.

At the same time, a woman in black walked out of the dense forest, with black hair reaching to her waist, a graceful figure, but a silver mask on her face, with various mysterious patterns engraved on it.

What a great drama where the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole stalks behind!

Even until his death, the old man would never have thought that after he had worked so hard to kill two monks of the same level, he would also be sent to hell by this mysterious woman.

Walking to the place where the old man turned into ashes, the mysterious woman bent down slightly, stretched out her hand towards the phantom ice vine, and murmured expressionlessly.

Ye Chunyang looked at the woman's back with a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth. In fact, the woman's cultivation level was only the same as that of the old man. They were both monks in the early stage of pill formation, but this woman's ruthlessness and energy-containing skills were incomparable to the old man. Unexpectedly, he died in the hands of the other party.

And this mysterious woman was no stranger to Ye Chunyang. She was Yaoyao, the deputy valley master of Ten Thousand Demons Valley who was separated when she was involved in the void storm.

However, when he saw this woman kill the old man with one sneak attack and was about to take the Magic Ice Vine into his hands in a blink of an eye, Ye Chunyang looked a little weird and still stood there motionless. And with his magical power, Yao Yao would naturally not be able to detect him.

At this time, Yaoyao swiped his two fingers with a joyful expression on his face, and a sharp blade made of condensed fire appeared on his fingertips. This blade was as thin as a cicada's wing. With one swipe, he removed the phantom ice vine, and then Xiang Xiu made a move. With a wave, the phantom ice vine turned into a white light and was absorbed into his hand.

Yaoyao raised her jade hand and gently stroked the magic ice vine. Feeling the ice-attribute aura coming from it, she smiled slightly with satisfaction and immediately left the place with a cloud under her feet.

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred, and before Yaoyao could react, a startling rainbow shot out from a dark bush like a gust of wind and rain at lightning speed.

When Jinghong's incoming force was clearly seen, a giant sword like a python arrived instantly, with black air billowing from it and a dense demonic mist. It was about to kill her with one blow, leaving no escape route.

Yao Yao's expression changed greatly, but she could become the deputy valley master of Tianyao Valley, so how could she be just an ordinary person? After feeling the magic mist emitted from the giant sword, she immediately pressed her waist, and the light in the Qiankun bag surged. A fiery red flying needle appeared in his hand.

"Swish, swish" came the sound of breaking through the air, Yaoyao's jade hand flipped, and dozens of flying needles flashed away, but in an instant, they hit the giant sword like a downpour.

But what surprised her was that this flying needle was clearly a set of high-level spiritual treasures. When it hit the flying sword, it only produced a trace of sparks, and then all the light was reflected back. Fortunately, when she tensed up her mind to prepare for the next attack of the sword, the opponent also trembled slightly as if he had been greatly traumatized, then flew back into the bushes and disappeared.

"Who is sneaking around and dare not show up? Come out!" Yaoyao waved his hand, and the flying needles made a clear sound and surrounded him, while he stared at the bushes with some surprise.

Her question received no response, and the giant sword that struck suddenly seemed to have never appeared before, completely lifeless.

Yaoyao frowned, her eyes flashed and she simply walked away without any intention of continuing to entangle with the other party.

But this woman never expected that just as she was about to leave, there was a sharp sound of breaking wind coming from an unknown place. She was startled and raised her head to look forward, seeing a sun-like sword wheel without any trace. The omen appears there!

Yaoyao was horrified in her heart. She didn't feel the slightest bit about such a silent spell. She had no power to resist such a close attack.

Sure enough, the sword wheel just flashed, and several muffled sounds of "puff" came from the void. Blood flowers splashed out from the girl's body. The flying needles surrounding her were severely injured before they could use them. From the air, Fall down.

However, the moment it landed, a clear cry came out of its body, and blazing fire light lingered around it, turning into a spirit sparrow filled with fire. It opened its mouth and sprayed the sword wheel to neutralize the rest of its attack.

Taking advantage of this gap, Yaoyao hurriedly poured out a bottle of elixir and drank it to stabilize his injury.

"Blood of demon spirits?"

At this moment, a scream came from the bushes, and two middle-aged monks in yellow robes appeared one after another.

Seeing these two people, Yaoyao was startled at first, and then his face turned cold.

"I didn't expect you to have the bloodline of a mutated demon spirit. Could it be that you are from the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons?" One of the middle-aged men looked at Yaoyao with surprise and suspicion in his eyes.

Yaoyao remained silent. The two barbarian monks were similar to her in cultivation, but she had been lurking here without noticing each other. This showed that their breath-condensing powers were quite good, and they joined forces to catch her off guard.

"People with mutated blood are rare in the world. It's a pity that if you fall into our hands, you won't be able to escape no matter how different you are." The middle-aged monk glanced at Yaoyao and sarcastically said, "Hand over the Fantasy Ice Vine. Well, we can let you live."

Yaoyao's eyes looked cold.

She glanced around with her peripheral vision, her eyes flashed for a few times and then she raised her hand and threw it away. A black shadow flew towards the two of them, and it turned out to be her Qiankun Bag: "The Fantasy Ice Vine is here. After you take it, you must keep your promise and let me go. "

"Haha, this is natural, fairies can rest assured!"

The two barbarian monks were overjoyed and immediately used a move to absorb the Qiankun Bag.

But the moment they got the Qiankun Bag, their faces changed drastically.