Chapter 980 Demonic Transformation

For a moment, Luo Wuji and Feng Rou's eyes changed when they looked at Ye Chunyang. No wonder this person was neither humble nor arrogant in front of Wu Daoren, and he could block the attack of Yan Lao Mo with his bare hands. Combining all these, it is obvious that this person cannot be viewed with common sense.

"This fellow Daoist Ye is indeed not an ordinary person. If he had not stopped him just now, the consequences would be disastrous." Master Wuxin said.

Feng Rou's eyes flashed, and she exchanged glances with Luo Wuji secretly, and they all fell silent.

At this time, the fierce fight in the field continued. The light of Mo Ruyan and Wu Daoren flashed violently, and the caves collapsed one after another wherever they passed. Light splashed everywhere, and magic weapons collided endlessly.

Seeing the two of them like this, they seemed to have a real fight.

"Fairy Mo, this guy is just a casual cultivator with no background. Do you really want to make Cangwu Immortal Sect and Ganxu Sect irreconcilable for him?"

The voice of Wu Dao Ren's shock and anger came from the shattering spiritual light. Up to now, he and Mo Ruyan are evenly matched, and the outcome is unpredictable. He feels that if he continues like this, it will be of no benefit to him except delaying the opportunity.

"Hmph, Wu Laoguai, you may have made a mistake. Since ancient times, evil has never prevailed over good. My Cangwu Immortal Sect has been the leader of the righteous path in the human world for more than 100,000 years. When has it ever been friendly with your Ganxu Sect? This kid is certainly a casual cultivator, but he is of great use to this fairy. If you want to take him down, you have to ask my Xuanbing Zhenhuo Sword for permission." Mo Ruyan repelled Wu Dao Ren with a sword, chuckling coldly, not afraid of the other party at all.

"Good evil cannot prevail over good, I have learned a lesson, but I am determined to take this boy today. If you, Mo Ruyan, know what is good for you, please do not stop me, otherwise I will not show any mercy to him!" Wu Daoren's face was as gloomy as water, revealing a murderous intent.

"Really? It has been hundreds of years since I last took action. Today is a good opportunity to see if you have made any progress in the magic way?" Mo Ruyan sneered, and the white rainbow reappeared before she finished speaking. The overwhelming black ice sword rain gathered around, emitting bursts of extremely cold and hot breath.

"Looking for death!"

Wu Daoren was extremely angry, and a white rainbow flashed in his sleeves. He opened his mouth and blew it into a white bone blade that soared into the sky. It was full of demonic energy, and it was no worse than the magic knife that Ye Chunyang got in Lingbao Mountain.

"Blood bone blade? You actually refined this thing!" Mo Ruyan saw this bone blade, and her jade face was slightly surprised.

"Yes, I have just refined this blade not long ago, and I have not fought with anyone yet. Today I will use you to sacrifice the blade!" Wu Daoren said nothing, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. The bone blade grew wildly, and strands of rainbow light flowed on it.

A rumbling thunder sounded suddenly, and layers of white bones appeared in front of Mo Ruyan. The void was twisted and trembling under the cutting. Seeing this, she was shocked, and all the ice swords were sacrificed, circling up and down and intertwined with the bone blade. For a while, the precious light collided, and the magic power surged. The two middle-stage Yuanying masters fought fiercely, and the sun and moon were almost dark.

Another battle circle not far away also flashed with rainbows. Although the momentum was not as shocking as this one, the intensity was exactly the same.

Old Yan urged the magic formula, and waves of scarlet blood swept through like waves, and the black water pool on the side was also shaken one after another, rolling up huge waves several feet high.

In this blood and energy, a figure shuttled quickly like wind and lightning, and his body movements were so fast that people could not catch him. Even the swift blood and energy attack seemed to be unable to hurt him at all.

"What kind of skills did this kid practice? He has improved his magical powers a lot in just 30 years. Such a talented opponent must not be left behind, otherwise there will be endless troubles!"

The more he fought with Ye Chunyang, the more Yan Lao Mo was secretly shocked. He found that Ye Chunyang at this time was far better than 30 years ago in both skills and magical powers. After several fights, no matter what kind of magic formula he used, he could not really threaten the opponent. He felt like punching cotton and was very depressed.

Looking at Ye Chunyang, whose figure flashed quickly, he felt a chill in his heart. He waved his hand and sacrificed a magic plate, pinching the formula to urge it.

"Swoosh" several wind-breaking sounds came out, and red and blood-red rainbows shot out from the magic plate, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a huge light cocoon and quickly covered the void in front.

This light cocoon was very strange. Once it appeared, it absorbed all the spiritual energy around it. The spiritual power increased rapidly at an incredible speed. As soon as Ye Chunyang looked up, he saw a layer of blood net covering the sky, and the flow of mana in his body became stagnant.

Surprise flashed in Ye Chunyang's mind. He stared at the magic plate in Yan Lao Mo's hand with a gloomy look. Then he clapped his hands, and a light flashed in a certain spirit beast bag on his waist, and a shocking roar came from it.

With a strange sound of "sizzle", a blue light flashed in the air, and a huge monster appeared. This beast looked like a big fish, but it had wings on its back, and strange scales stood up all over its body. There were bursts of thunder and lightning, which illuminated the underground cave.

As soon as this beast appeared, it suddenly opened its mouth, and buckets of void divine thunder pierced through the blood cocoon. Then it lowered its body and rushed out of Yan Lao Mo's encirclement with Ye Chunyang on its back.

"Void Divine Thunder! This is the descendant of Kunpeng!"

Seeing his magic circle being broken by one blow, Yan Lao Mo was shocked. When he saw the blue fish under Ye Chunyang's feet, his face suddenly froze. He remembered the record of the spiritual beasts of heaven and earth that he had seen in a certain book. There was a description of this strange fish with thunder and lightning. He immediately recognized it.

"I didn't expect that the kid had such a great skill. He actually had such a spiritual pet. It is said that there is a certain probability that the spiritual Kun can evolve into Kunpeng. After I capture you, all of this will belong to me!" Seeing this scene, Yan Lao Mo felt greedy.

Ye Chunyang frowned and squinted at the demon with sarcastic eyes, but did not say any nonsense to him. He slapped Lingkun on the head with his palm and sent a spiritual thought to him.

Lingkun's cultivation level is now different from what it used to be. After receiving the order, he immediately glared with his eyes and thundered in his mouth. He aimed at Old Demon Yan and spat out.

"Boom!"

There were wild sounds of the mountain shaking, and everything within the reach of the divine thunder was in ruins. The blood energy released by Old Demon Yan was also diluted a lot. Then Ye Chunyang pressed the spell again, and eighty-one people were suspended in the air. The Qingtianxuan Fire Sword with a clear mouth made a clear sound as if it was possessed of spiritual consciousness.

When Old Demon Yan saw this scene, he was shocked and angry. He never expected that Lingkun's divine thunder power could dissolve his own demonic power, and he suddenly became furious.

However, after Ye Chunyang activated the attack, he did not continue to cast spells to approach, but looked up at the group of swords hanging in the air.

"Now that the deputy soul has been recovered, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time. It is better to leave as soon as possible."

Ye Chunyang had a thought in his mind and was about to take back the swords.

It's not that he doesn't want to kill Old Demon Yan, but the opponent is a mid-stage Nascent Soul monk after all. Even if he is determined to kill him, he must use some trump cards. The time is not right now, and Ye Chunyang is not in a hurry for this moment.

It is said that it is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge after ten years. Now that he has obtained the secondary soul, there is no need for him to be entangled here.

While summoning the group of swords, he glanced in the direction of Mo Ruyan with his peripheral vision, and a dark color flashed in his eyes, remembering the previous sound transmission with the other party.

However, he didn't hesitate at all. When Lingkun used the Void Divine Thunder to neutralize the old demon demon power of Yan, he raised his hand and waved it, transmitting his spiritual thoughts to the group of swords.

But at this time, the situation suddenly changed, and there was a violent roar coming from the eighty-one Blue Sky Mysterious Fire Swords, which seemed to be out of control. Ye Chunyang's expression changed slightly, and when he was about to find out what happened, a sinister laughter suddenly came from his ears.

"Hehe... the monks in the human world have not changed at all. Everyone is selfish, intrigues and intrigues! Do you think that the destruction in ancient times was caused by my demon world? In fact, it is just your self-destruction."

The voice turned out to be that of Wei Zhiyan. At this moment, his spirit escaped from the siege of the Great Thousand Sword Formation and turned into a startling rainbow, spiraling downwards and suddenly sitting in the demonic body.

Suddenly, the demon's eyes showed agility, and an extremely fierce and sharp light locked on everyone.

Ye Chunyang tilted his head and looked to the side of the sword array as if he was feeling something. There was a rough man holding a jade with a magical light in his hand. Weird spiritual waves reflected from it, temporarily blocking the spiritual power of the sword array. .

It is the Ancient Demon of Underworld.

This demon did not know what means it used, but while they were fighting fiercely, it broke through his sword formation and released Wei Zhiyan's soul.

Ye Chunyang's heart sank. The Ancient Demon of Huangquan was still far from being able to reach this step in his later stage of pill-forming. Being able to do this was obviously due to the magical effect of the jade in his hand. This object should be some powerful magic weapon in the demon world.

This sudden change also made everyone's expressions stagnant. Mo Ruyan and Wu Daoren also stopped fighting, looking at the demon general who had returned to his body in shock, with hesitant expressions.

"More than 100,000 years... Such a long time is really disappointing, but this god general should not die after all, and he finally awakened today!"

A low and hoarse voice came from the God General's mouth, and his eyes were blood red, revealing a chilling chill.

He shook his huge palm and kept laughing: "Soon, the human world will be like the ancient times. All sects will be destroyed, and all the monks will become the slaves of my demon world!"

"No, this demon has awakened, everyone, leave quickly!"

Everyone's expressions changed drastically.

After Wei Zhiyan's soul was settled, the aura of the demon body also increased sharply, and in the blink of an eye it reached the late stage of Nascent Soul, far better than everyone present.

Seeing this scene, even though the people present were all well-known figures in the world of immortality, they did not dare to show any hostility at all. They each shouted low and fled quickly using the light.

"Come with me!"

The fragrant wind blew by Ye Chunyang's side, and Mo Ruyan grabbed his arm and took him rushing out of the cave without saying a word.

Smelling the faint fragrance that hit his nostrils, Ye Chunyang's heart moved. His eyes flickered slightly before he withdrew the eighty-one Blue Sky Mysterious Fire Sword and flew back with her.

"You don't have to leave now, just stay!"

Wei Zhiyan watched the crowd fleeing indifferently, with a sly smile on his face, and his tall demonic body suddenly moved.