Chapter 950: Seizing People

"How did this kid take that girl away? Could it be that there is another Nascent Soul stage master hidden here? Judging from the actions just now, I'm afraid that the hidden person's cultivation level is not inferior to mine."

When Wu Taoist discovered this scene, he was furious. Although he was silent just now, with his spiritual consciousness, he could vaguely feel another breath passing by him. However, after a careful search, except for him, Ye Chunyang and this There was no fourth person besides the unconscious Rain Spirit.

"Boy, hand over the girl from the Huan family, and I will spare your life!" Wu Taoist's eyes were filled with fierceness.

Although it was impossible to determine whether there was anyone else hiding here, the ghost in Huan Yuling's body was determined to be obtained by Wu Dao people. Ye Chunyang's move obviously really angered him.

Ye Chunyang looked at Huan Yuling beside him and sneered without answering.

This impressive move just now is naturally attributed to the elusive Ye Xiaobao. After cultivating the third level of the Origin Scripture, Ye Chunyang can not only separate and combine the main body at will, but also exist independently from the main body. Ye Xiaobao's invisible magical powers are also more intangible, even if No matter how strong the Wu Taoist is, he will never be able to detect his existence.

However, this Wu Taoist was the one who captured Luo Qingcheng back then. Even if Huan Yuling had been rescued at this time, letting Luo Qingcheng collect the secondary soul would definitely cause the other party to notice it, even though Ye Chunyang's cultivation at this time could be the same as that of the mid-Nascent Soul. The monk would fight, but he would also have to lose some money. He didn't want to put all his efforts into it unless he had to.

What's more, Luo Qingcheng's three souls and seven souls have not yet been gathered together, and his body is still in the hands of the Wu Taoists, so he is exposed to his disadvantage early.

"Right now, we haven't found out the details of this old ghost yet. We'd better wait until we collect all the souls of Luo'er before we find this person and kill him!"

Ye Chunyang thought to himself.

After doing this, he didn't have any intention of fighting. He cast a forbidden spell on the woman to stabilize the secondary soul and immediately retreated.

"Want to leave?"

As if he had anticipated Ye Chunyang's escape, Wu Taoist's eyes flashed coldly, and a rainbow of light suddenly shot out from his sleeves. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a dozen formation flags. The flags were as red as blood, with countless ferocious monsters written on them. The pattern is somewhat similar to the demon flag used in the natal sacrifice, and the aura it exudes is filled with a heart-stopping evil.

As soon as these dozens of formation flags appeared, a layer of thick blood clouds immediately emerged. Ye Chunyang was facing them before he could use his escape technique. At the same time, Wu Dao's mouth opened, and the magic flags rose sharply again, surrounded by demons, as if they were in the human world. A scene from hell.

"Boy, do you think you can easily leave after fighting with me? Even the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul have to avoid this Blood Demon Array. Just now I was just trying your strength, and now I will send you to hell. "The Wu Taoist laughed wildly, and the magic flag became even more powerful under his control. Even the cloud energy released by the Circular Cloud Flag was pushed back by several points.

Ye Chunyang's face was cold, and he pressed the spell with both hands, and the cirrus flag soared upwards. In an instant, dark clouds covered the sky and the sun, and thunder and lightning like water snakes rained down and struck hard in the light shield of the "Blood Demon Array".

The Cirrus Cloud Flag has been refined by him for hundreds of years, and its power is no longer what it was when it was first imitated. Although the Blood Demon Array is powerful, it has been hit with fine cracks after several stalemates.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chunyang opened his mouth without hesitation, and the eighty-one Blue Sky Mysterious Fire Swords rustled, and the dense sword shadows rushed down like pear blossoms in a rainstorm.

The sound of "cracking" firecrackers was heard endlessly, and the ability of Skyfire Wood to restrain evil spirits was brought into full play. Like wind and lingering clouds, all the demons fluttering around turned into smoke and dissipated.

Ye Chunyang activated his skills again, and Ye Xiaobao appeared silently behind Wu Taoist. The four holy cauldrons fell upside down like bowls from the sea.

The Wu Taoist saw only these four huge cauldrons that suddenly appeared, but no one casting the spell, and he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

But he did not move slowly at all. He noticed the fluctuations of the Saint Pattern Cauldron behind him, and without thinking, he raised his hand and fired a spell. The "Blood Demon Array" and the green demon flags turned in unison and rushed towards the four giant cauldrons. .

At this time, Wu Taoist had no reservations. The full force exerted by him was beyond description, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark. His cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul was undoubtedly revealed.

However, these four seemingly uncontrollable giant cauldrons seem to be getting stronger and stronger. The purple-gold flames ejected from them seem to be able to burn out all tangible objects. As soon as the flags of the Blood Demon Array approach, bursts of black smoke rise. The spiritual power was immediately reduced a lot.

The Wu Taoist who saw this scene was naturally heartbroken.

But this person is not an ordinary person. With a fierce look in his eyes, he flexed his fingers together and made a quick stroke in the other palm, and wisps of essence and blood overflowed. Then he put it on the magic flag, and the flag in the circle circled, and the blood flowed out. The demonic figures that emerged suddenly had red eyes, like a hellish Shura who wanted to choose people to devour, and kept making chilling roars from their mouths.

There were only a few "click-click" sounds, and the size of these monsters suddenly increased, and they all turned into nine-foot-tall giant monsters. They were not afraid of the burning of the purple-gold flames, and they were flying up and down with their fists. The four sacred cauldrons were furious here. He couldn't help but fall back three points under the attack.

"Let's see what other magic weapons you have! Boy, suffer death!"

The Wu Taoist succeeded with one attack, with a proud look on his face, and after letting out a ferocious smile, the demon banner's offensive was directed at Ye Chunyang again, and countless nine-foot giant demons rushed towards him.

Ye Chunyang didn't show any surprise on his face, he flicked his wrist and the flying sword made a fierce whistling sound. After a flash, it was in the hands of the invisible Ye Xiaobao, allowing him to control the sword formation to deal with the demons.

At the same time, he patted a certain spirit animal bag on his waist.

Wu Taoist saw Ye Chunyang's strange behavior and was about to think about something when his expression suddenly changed.

After Ye Chunyang opened his spirit beast bag, a large black shadow flew out, and then quickly scattered around, turning into thousands of strange flying insects with sharp teeth. After a few flutters, the flag of the blood demon array was actually eaten up.

Wu Daoren was shocked. Without the blessing of the blood demon array, the magic flag alone could not deal with Ye Chunyang and the hidden master who was unknown at the same time. He was in a panic.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ye Chunyang did not stop at all. All the flying swords and magic weapons were retracted into his body at the same time. Ye Xiaobao also reunited and lifted up the Huanyu Ling beside him and quickly flew away.

This time, Wu Daoren was so shocked and angry that he was furious. In his eyes, the last scene he saw was Ye Chunyang throwing a strange jade token in his hand. When he came to his senses, the other party had no trace left.

His consciousness explored everywhere like a storm, but there was no sound within a radius of hundreds of miles, and there were only some traces of space distortion.

"Even if you escape to the ends of the earth, I will find you!"

Wu Daoren gritted his teeth and shouted, locking onto the remaining space aftermath and chasing after him.

Although Wu Daoren was extremely furious, he was not an ordinary person. The jade token that Ye Chunyang had just offered was obviously some magic weapon that used space nodes to teleport over short distances. As long as he followed these aftermaths, there might be a chance to find the other party.

After the two disappeared one after another, this small valley was left with only huge pits after the fierce fight, and the surroundings were filled with amazing mana fluctuations. However, they did not know that shortly after they left, there was a flash of light here, and a figure appeared.

It was Huan Bai, the ancestor of the Huan family.

"There is such a powerful mana aftermath here. It seems that a fierce fight has taken place. Judging from the remaining magic breath, it is probably the old ghost of Wu Daoren, but who is the other person?"

Feeling the residual mana fluctuations around, Huan Bai's face was uncertain.

After observing for a while, he seemed to have discovered something, and disappeared again.

But not long after, there was another flash of light coming from here. Several figures stopped in the air above the mountain valley. After looking around for a few times, they all showed shock. Finally, they discussed something and dispersed to the surroundings.

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Ye Chunyang didn't know what happened after he escaped. Under the transmission of the mustard seed card, he had already escaped nearly ten thousand miles away and came to a deserted mountain range.

The spiritual energy of this mountain range was not strong, and it was even much thinner than what he usually saw, but there were strange rocks and bushes everywhere, which was very secretive.

After landing with Huan Yu Ling, he casually threw a spell to isolate this place, and then set up a few formation flags. This place seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and no traces could be seen from the outside.

Putting down the unconscious Huan Yu Ling, Ye Chunyang pointed his fingers at her forehead, and the ghost aura in the latter's body became stronger again.

Feeling that the familiar aura that belonged to Luo Qingcheng was still there, he finally felt relieved.

Although this matter had gone through some twists and turns, he finally succeeded in bringing this girl out.

Previously in Taiyuan City, the ancestor of the Huan family used the White Cave Master and several other Yuanying cultivators to almost refine Luo Qingcheng's secondary soul without knowing it, and the appearance of Wu Daoren made this matter go to waste. Now the ghost has reattached to Huanyu Ling's body, which is a good thing for him.

Although Luo Qingcheng's soul has been living in Huanyu Ling's body for more than 300 years, Luo Qingcheng has left a back-up plan when she scattered her soul, so it should be no problem to take it back again.

"Luo'er, this place is safe, come out and collect the soul!" After arranging everything, Ye Chunyang immediately transmitted the voice.

A faint light flashed in her sleeves, and Luo Qingcheng flew out of the spirit-raising tree. Her illusory figure appeared in the low sky. She stared at Ye Chunyang and said, "It is thanks to my husband that I was able to get my soul back this time. Luo'er is very grateful."

"There is no need to talk about this between you and me." Ye Chunyang waved his hand, "Although we have taken the girl from the Wudao people, the old monster has a high level of cultivation and will probably find this place soon. You need to cast a spell to summon her soul."

Luo Qingcheng also knew that time was running out at this moment, and nodded immediately.

She turned her head to look at Huan Yuling's pale face, sighed faintly, and said, "To be honest, my soul has been safe and sound until now thanks to this host body, but fortunately, I cast the spell myself, and even if the soul is taken back, it will not harm her life. After I summon her soul, my husband should send her back!"

"Don't worry, Huan Bai has a good character. I also plan to get to know him. People will naturally be returned." Ye Chunyang smiled lightly and said indifferently.

Upon hearing this, Luo Qingcheng said nothing more and began to chant the spell.