Chapter 904 Goodbye Wuchuanzi

In the middle of the night, a ray of light flickered, appearing like thunder in a dark dense forest in the northern mountain range of Tian Chong Mountain. More than a hundred people suddenly appeared there, it was Ye Chunyang and his party who were teleported from Tianqi Gate.

"It's safe here. You all can go with me."

After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, Ye Chunyang led everyone out of the dense forest.

The disciples looked grave, but no one said anything, and they walked out of the teleportation array in an orderly manner. At this time, you can still vaguely see the fire rushing in from the direction of Tianqi Gate, and the sharp sound of breaking wind continues to sound, and a fierce battle is being staged.

Mu Linger let out a long sigh. The responsibility she shouldered was far greater than staying here. No matter how difficult it was, she had to endure it.

Just as he was leading everyone out of the dense forest, Ye Chunyang suddenly paused and glanced around with a hint of sneer.

Seeing him stop, all the disciples looked surprised, but before they could ask anything, Ye Chunyang raised his hand and flicked his sleeves without wind, and a large piece of cold light shot out, turning into dozens of people in a flash. The sword shadow swept across the surroundings.

As soon as the sword shadow dispersed, it struck like lightning in the dense forest. With a low crackling sound, ghostly black shadows flashed from where the sword light fell. However, the black shadows shook a few times and suddenly merged into one. , condensed into a figure suspended in mid-air.

Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows slightly, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

This person was dressed in black robes and blended into the night. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to spot his presence at all. But judging from the aura the other person gave off, he was actually a great monk in the late stage of pill formation. However, because the other person's back was turned to Looking at them, Ye Chunyang couldn't see this person's face clearly for a while.

"Elder of Xuanlian Sect!"

Under this powerful spiritual pressure, everyone's hearts trembled, and they each clenched their magic weapons and showed signs of alertness.

Mu Ling'er also turned pale. Looking at this man's attire, he was obviously an elder of the Xuanlian Sect. Except for some core figures, most of the disciples of the Tianqi Sect did not know the retreat route. How could the other party ambush them here?

Ye Chunyang frowned and said nothing, but when he looked at the man in black robes, he faintly felt some familiar aura, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

"Hey, I didn't expect that this kid would advance so quickly after not seeing each other for so many years. It really surprises me..."

Just when Ye Chunyang was in shock, the other party let out two low laughs, the sinister sound was like a ghost in the night, icy cold to the bone.

The man in black robe stepped on a black cloud and slowly turned around, revealing a pale face. His eyes were slender, his face was white and beardless, but there was an unruly and fierce air between his eyebrows. But when Ye Chunyang saw this But the man's face couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, and a look of surprise flashed across his face.

When Mu Linger and others saw this person, they were also shocked.

"It's you."

Ye Chunyang looked at the man in black robe with a half-smiling expression.

This person is no stranger at all. He is actually the head of Wutian Sect back then, Wu Chuanzi.

"Why, are you surprised to see me?" Wu Chuanzi sneered: "It has been more than a hundred years, but it has been very hard for me to find you. If someone hadn't informed the Xuanlian Sect that you were destroyed a few days ago, Regarding the affairs of the Wu family, I am afraid that I really thought that you were killed by the monks of Wuji Palace. I didn’t expect that you are so lucky that you are still alive in the world. "

"Oh, to put it this way, Ye is careless, but I also didn't expect that the master of the Wutian Sect who used to be the master of the wind and rain would be willing to succumb to others and end up in such a state of being neither a human nor a ghost. If I read it correctly , Your Excellency is already half-dead now, right?" Ye Chunyang shrugged noncommittally, but his look at Wuchuanzi had another meaning.

"All this is not thanks to you!"

As if a painful spot had been stabbed through, Wu Chuanzi's face turned gloomy, and his eyes staring at Ye Chunyang were full of killing intent: "Back then, you deliberately attracted the Wuji Palace monks, causing me to be seriously injured in their hands. If I hadn't had another chance, , I’m afraid it’s really a matter of life and death. Tell me, should I seek revenge from you?”

Ye Chunyang felt a little stunned. At this time, Wuchuanzi was filled with gloomy energy, as if he had practiced some ghost magic, giving people a sense of lifelessness, without the slightest trace of a living person. If he was not wrong, he should change it. He was already a dead person, but he relied on a ray of soul to cultivate the method of ghost possession to forcefully hold on to this lifeless body.

However, after hearing what the other party said, he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle.

"Why are you laughing?" Wuchuanzi's face turned cold.

Ye Chunyang shook his head and said: "It's nothing. Ye just feels it's a pity that you were lucky enough to live a small life and didn't know how to hide and cherish it, but you just jumped out to send him away."

"You have such a strong tone, do you think you can be my opponent even if you advance to the late stage of Dan Formation? I am here to intercept you today, not for other people, but just to take your life. You will never be able to do that this time. Escape again." Wu Chuanzi's eyes were filled with fierceness, "But having said that, I remember that the secret of body refining in Wuji Palace is with you, right? After killing you, I will be able to get what I want. ”

Ye Chunyang raised his eyebrows, but he didn't expect that the other party would still care about this matter until now.

"Suffer death, boy!"

With a sharp shout, a black light appeared in Wuchuanzi's hand, and a dark bronze ancient lamp flashed out of thin air. As the spell came out of his mouth, the lamp immediately flashed with green light, emitting a faint rainbow of light.

Before Ye Chunyang could take action, a dark wind suddenly rose around him, and ghost-like ghosts crawled out from the ground. They bared their teeth and let out a tenacious roar. The sound waves that tore the eardrums came, and the disciples of the Tianqi Sect with a lower cultivation level immediately held their heads. Wailing, there was blood spilling from his mouth and nose.

Ye Chunyang's expression condensed. He had seen a lot of ghost arts. High-level ghost cultivators such as Tiangui Taoist only used spells to control ghosts, while Wuchuanzi used magic weapons to control ghosts. This thunder treasure was really rare.

He opened his lips slightly and exhaled a breath of spiritual energy, and a bright yellow glow suddenly filled the void, turning into a barrier and covering the sky above everyone. Then he shook one hand, and the sound of tearing the air was heard.

"Swish, swish, swish," there were several sharp sounds, and a total of eighty-one flying swords gathered in front of him. In a flash, the huge sword that was dozens of feet in height shot out like a sudden shower of wind.

The next moment, densely packed hanging swords appeared above Wuchuanzi's head, rolling up a large piece of cold light and shooting down wildly.

Wu Chuanzi's eyes changed slightly, as if he was shocked by the power emanating from the sword array, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he recited some obscure magic formula, and a black light penetrated into the ancient bronze lamp, and inside it appeared Figures with ferocious faces appeared one after another.

These figures were actually soul bodies, exuding an astonishingly cold Yin Qi from all over their bodies. When Ye Chunyang's sword light fell, they suddenly flew out of the wick, and their bodies quickly swelled into a nine-foot giant, and they spurted out thick clouds of rich liquid from their mouths. Ghost fog.

There was a strange and harsh sound, and blue smoke billowed in the sky. Ye Chunyang was surprised to find that when the ghost mist invaded the Great Thousand Sword Formation, the eighty-one flying swords dimmed in aura, made a buzzing whine, and the offensive stagnated.

Wu Chuanzi sneered when he saw this, and without saying a word, he shot another magic formula in the ancient bronze lamp. Several spiritual lights of different colors emitted, and there was a loud rumble of thunder.

I saw a cold wind coming over the ground, and more and more ghosts appeared in the surrounding dense forest, surrounding Ye Chunyang with a breath of death. Within a moment, his figure was shrouded in a sea of ​​ghosts and ghosts. middle.

"That's all, kid!"

Wuchuanzi couldn't help but laugh after the move was successful. He stretched out his hand to grab Ye Chunyang. A ghost claw several feet long tore through the air and went straight into the crowd of ghosts, trying to capture Ye Chunyang in his hand.

But the next scene shocked Wuchuanzi. He saw a golden light shooting out from the group of ghosts, and a huge figure rose up. Then there were only waves of low muffled sounds, and the group of ghosts were suddenly struck by a wave. The golden giant fists were beaten to pieces one after another, and then Ye Chunyang stepped out of it with a normal expression.

"Is this the secret body refining technique of Wuji Palace?"

Seeing the golden light filling Ye Chunyang's body, Wuchuanzi's face was filled with heat, obviously seeing the mystery here.

"Your Majesty, you still haven't made any progress after all these years. Since Ye doesn't want to waste any more time with you, I'll send you back to the west."

The faint words came out of Ye Chunyang's body, and a row of ferocious aura erupted from Ye Chunyang's body. His tall figure suddenly rose into the sky, and his big hands opened like giant umbrellas.

After several "bang bang" sounds, the giant ghosts surrounding the Great Thousand Sword Formation were caught in vain, and then torn apart with both hands, the ghost shadows immediately let out wails, and in the blink of an eye they turned into blue smoke and rose into the sky and dissipated. The eighty-one flying swords released their dazzling light again.

The speed of this change far exceeded Wuchuanzi's expectations. Seeing Ye Chunyang tearing several giant ghosts into pieces with one hand, a look of shock appeared on his face, but he immediately gritted his teeth and slapped his forehead with his palm.

Bursts of shrill ghost howls sounded, and a dark wind blew violently behind Wuchuanzi. A cloud of black light quickly condensed above his head, and then turned into a black shadow and rushed into the ancient bronze lamp with a whoosh, while his body stood frozen. There was no emotion on his face, no trace of anger, like a corpse.

The difference is that after the black shadow penetrated into the ancient lamp, the green light emitted from the wick became even more sinister, and at the same time there was a palpitating smell of death.

"Ye Xiaobao! It doesn't matter if you advance to the late stage of pill formation. This ancient lamp is imitated from the Tongtian Lingbao, and I have refined my soul into a weapon spirit. As long as I am in the lamp, I will My soul will be immortal. When your magic power is exhausted, let’s see what you can do to fight me!” Arrogant laughter came out, the ancient bronze lamp doubled in vain, and the faint green light shone in the dense forest! Zhongping added a bit of cold death.

"The soul of the soul?"

Ye Chunyang murmured to himself, and the golden light on his body faded away to reveal his original figure. Just looking at the ancient bronze lamp with a strong yin energy, his face couldn't help but show a bit of weirdness, and then he also made a look similar to Wuchuanzi's. In the same move, he slapped his forehead with his palm.