Chapter 949: Mid-stage battle

This sudden change alarmed everyone in Taiyuan City. The monks from all sides who were gathering at the Huan Family saw a few striking rays of light in the air, and their faces showed panic.

As the clan leader, Huan Chen was even more shocked. Today was the ancestor's thousand-year birthday banquet. Taiyuan City was tightly guarded, but someone actually broke in easily and came and went freely. This surprised him greatly.

Seeing the Wu Taoist holding his daughter hostage, he hurriedly wanted to catch up, but the other party's cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul was beyond his level. When he came to his senses, neither the Wu Taoist nor the chasing Huan family elder Zu, Ye Chunyang and others have disappeared.

At this time, in a place in the air thousands of miles away from Taiyuan City, the escaping light transformed by the Wu Taoist suddenly stopped, glanced downwards for a few times, and then fell quickly.

The rugged man next to him also appeared beside him.

Wu Taoist looked at Huan Yuling who was unconscious, sneered, and said to himself: "Huan Bai and those few people, even in the early stage of Nascent Soul, are simply trying to catch up with me. They simply overestimate their own capabilities. In order to find the three souls and seven souls of the female cultivator, , I have put in a lot of effort over the past hundreds of years, and now I can get this ghost without any effort at all."

"Congratulations to Senior Wu, as long as you take out the ghost from this girl's body, Senior's soul refining formation will be completed soon." The rugged man complimented with a smile.

"Done? It's too early to say this. The reason why I selected that female cultivator back then was because her spirit was different from ordinary people. Unfortunately, the female cultivator didn't know what was good and what was good. She would rather die than fall behind me. In the end I scattered three souls and seven souls on my own. Now that I include this ghost, I only got three souls. The remaining seven souls and the main soul have not yet been obtained. Only by gathering these can I start to form the formation." Wu Taoist hummed. He made a sound and said indifferently.

The rugged man did not panic at all when he heard the words. Instead, he chuckled lightly and said: "Senior, you can rest assured. Since you have reached cooperation with the Divine Lord, he will definitely help you in this matter. With the divine power of the Divine Lord, you must It’s only a matter of time before we find the main soul of the female cultivator and the remaining three souls and seven souls.”

The Wu Taoist raised his eyebrows.

He looked at the rugged man, not knowing what he was thinking. After a while, he waved his hand and said: "It is indeed thanks to your master that I can find this ghost this time, but it is none of your business now. You can go back." , I will contact you again after I manage to remove this ghost from this little girl’s body.”

The rugged man's face was slightly stagnant, but his expression returned to normal immediately. He smiled and cupped his hands and said, "In that case, I will take my leave now. I hope that the senior's soul refining formation can be completed as soon as possible."

The Wu Taoist nodded lightly and said nothing, watching the rugged man leave. When the latter's figure disappeared, he picked up the Phantom Rain Spirit and flew up into the sky again.

However, just when he was about to move, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and a ray of light shot out from his hand without any warning, striking in a certain direction. There was a rumble and explosion where the light fell, and the violent mana surged like a tide, shaking the mountains.

"Bang" sound!

I don't know when a giant sword several feet wide appeared there. It slashed up and down. The treasure light struck by the Wu Taoist disappeared instantly and turned into a silver-white steel ring that collapsed and trembled. It looked like its spiritual power was greatly damaged.

Wu Taoist's pupils shrank. This steel ring was called the "Forbidden Spirit Ring", which was an upper-level spiritual treasure. He was actually frustrated on the spot by the flying sword. This was something that even a master with the same cultivation level as him might not be able to do. of.

He stared at the place where the flying sword appeared, and saw a young monk in black ink appearing like a ghost. He held it with one hand, and the giant sword quickly retreated and became smaller, disappearing into his body.

"The pursuit was quite fast, and you managed to catch up with me, but you are not a monk from the Huan family, right? Do you want to die for them?" Sensing that the monk in black clothes only had the cultivation level of the early Nascent Soul, Wu Taoist stared at him. His eyes suddenly turned cold.

"I am indeed not a Huan family monk, but the girl you captured is of some use to me. How about giving this girl to me for your convenience?"

The monk who caught up was naturally Ye Chunyang, who spoke in a neither humble nor overbearing manner to the Wu Taoist.

The Wu Taoist's cultivation in the middle stage of Yuanying naturally escapes very quickly, but after advancing to the Yuanying stage, Ye Chunyang's magical powers and perception are also different from those of the past. When he uses the spiritual tracking technique of the God Refining Technique, he can easily lock it. Knowing the other party's whereabouts, he caught up to this place first.

"You want this little girl?" Wu Taoist looked playful.

"Not bad." Ye Chunyang's face showed no signs of color.

The Wu Taoist looked at him and suddenly fell silent. After a moment, he let out a gloomy and strange laugh: "It's really interesting. Even though you are a mere monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, you still want to take someone in my hands. Do you think you have this ability?"

"Really? I'm just thinking of giving it a try." Ye Chunyang said expressionlessly.

When he was saying this, he shook one hand, and a huge sword light appeared all around. The dense sword energy suddenly rose into the air, making a pleasant roar. The Wu Taoist looked up and saw that a hundred feet of spiritual energy was gathering towards him like a tidal wave.

There was a look of shock in Wu Taoist's eyes. The power of this sword array actually made him feel a hint of danger. But seeing that Ye Chunyang's realm was indeed only at the early stage of Nascent Soul, a trace of disdain quickly flashed in his eyes.

Without saying a word, he raised his hand, and the steel ring flew back into his hand. He slapped the magic formula upwards, and the spiritual power that had just been lost was restored immediately. Then he opened his mouth, and a ball of infant fire wrapped around the object and quickly rose into the air.

Only a few "buzzing" sounds were heard. The steel ring swelled in the wind and instantly became as big as ten feet. Silver-white light surged out from it, flashed wildly for a few times, and then rushed towards Ye Chunyang.

The rumbling sound was endless. Before Ye Chunyang's sword formation was launched, the surrounding area was covered by white light, and the ground within a hundred feet turned into a huge pit.

Wu Daoren sneered, with disdain in his eyes.

He was indeed surprised that Ye Chunyang had repelled his magic weapon with one blow, but the difference between the magical powers of the Yuanying period was like a world of difference. Ye Chunyang's initial state wanted to stop him here, which was tantamount to death.

But just as he was about to leave with the girl, his expression suddenly condensed, and a black shadow enveloped the air. The next moment, he heard the sound of rain hitting banana leaves. Not only was his magic weapon, the forbidden spirit ring, dimmed, but it was also blocked by the huge sword formation. The black-clothed monk who was blown into the huge pit appeared again.

"Looking for death!"

Wu Daoren instinctively raised the protective light shield, and a long green rainbow spurted out of his mouth, turning into a small banner covered with green clouds in his hand.

He waved the green banner while holding the Phantom Rain Spirit. He saw all kinds of demons and phantoms engraved on the banner. Under his magic power, they opened their eyes and flashed out quickly.

Instantly, the light splashed, and the demons danced wildly, biting Ye Chunyang's eighty-one blue sky black fire swords, making creepy roars.

The attack failed, and Ye Chunyang felt a little cold in his heart, but there was no surprise on his face. This man was the elder of Ganxu Sect and a big demon in the middle stage of Yuanying. It would be strange if he could deal with it so easily.

Immediately, the Great Thousand Sword Formation was activated again, and the eighty-one life sword essences did not fight against the demon banner, but were stacked like a spiral staircase, trapping the object inside.

Although the demon banner was extremely powerful, the eighty-one blue sky black fire swords that had been refined by a large amount of molten crystal sand had been fully opened, and Ye Chunyang had practiced the Great Thousand Sword Formation to perfection, and it was unstoppable when it was used.

Seeing that his life-saving magic weapon was trapped, Wu Daoren was really surprised.

Ordinary Yuanying early stage cultivators couldn't even take a single blow from him, let alone fight him. This person actually fought with him for several rounds without losing the upper hand, which showed that his magical power was far superior to that of ordinary early stage cultivators.

Moreover, after several battles, Ye Chunyang was not killed, but was at ease, obviously not trying his best, how could he not be surprised.

Wu Daoren's mind flashed, and seeing that the magic flag was really trapped in the sword formation, he couldn't help but cast a spell to summon it back, put away his magic power and stared at Ye Chunyang coldly, saying grimly: "Boy, you can fight with me until now, you are quite capable. I have been in Taiyuan Xianchao for so many years and have never seen a person like you. Boy, who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that you have two hands on this junior today, and we may meet again in the future." Ye Chunyang replied indifferently with a blank expression on his face.

"Hehe, you are so arrogant. I saw that you have some magical powers, so I looked at you with new eyes. Do you really think you can be my enemy?" Wu Daoren laughed instead of getting angry.

"I would like to give it a try." Ye Chunyang smiled lightly, showing no fear at all.

Wu Daoren narrowed his eyes, and his killing intent emerged little by little: "It seems that you really don't know how to live or die. In this case, I will help you!"

Before he finished speaking, Wu Daoren's robes rustled, and a mountain-like spiritual pressure enveloped him from all directions. The Great Thousand Sword Formation surrounding him trembled, and the spiritual light on the sword was suppressed and dimmed.

Ye Chunyang's heart trembled, but he did not panic. Before he came to Taiyuan Xianchao, he had fought with a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. Even if he did not have full confidence in killing Wu Daoren here, it would not be a problem to compete with him.

Seeing the spiritual power rising on Wu Dao Ren, he glanced at the unconscious Huan Yu Ling next to him, and a little dark color flashed in his eyes. Then he shook his sleeves, and the dark clouds in the sky rose, and the rolling cloud flag suddenly appeared.

A few thunders sounded, and the sky was instantly filled with clouds. Seeing this scene, Wu Dao Ren was shocked again.

"A replica of Tongtian Lingbao!"

Wu Dao Ren looked at the rolling cloud flag and blurted out in shock. He immediately urged his magic power, and the magic flag also increased several times in an instant, and the demons escaping from it became more fierce and abnormal.

But at this time, he seemed to have sensed something and looked to the side. His face suddenly changed and showed a furious look.

I saw four black giant tripods engraved with various strange patterns appeared behind him at some point, spewing countless dazzling purple and gold flames, instantly covering him.

But what really shocked and angered him was that Huan Yu Ling, who was originally in his hand, disappeared out of thin air, and when he appeared again, he unknowingly came to Ye Chunyang's side.