Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

And as Yanyun rose into the sky, he looked into the distance.

Three Nascent Soul cultivators were chasing a gray figure.

The leader wore a high crown, his face was bloodless, and his breath was very disordered.

"King Xuan Ye!"

Yan Yun's eyes flickered, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, the sound of earth shaking and mountains suddenly came from around King Xuan Ye, and then a yellow gourd about ten feet in size rose into the sky.

A gust of yellow sand blew out, blowing right at King Xuan Ye.

Looking at the rolling yellow sand, King Xuan Ye's expression changed and he couldn't help but exclaimed:
"Luohunsand!!!"

The moment he looked at the Luohun Sand, he was shocked. He had no time to think about it and quickly dodge.

Yan Yun was suspended in mid-air, using the breath-condensing technique. The four Nascent Soul cultivators were unable to detect Yan Yun at all.

Unless the cultivator of the Transformation God is here, the mere Nascent Soul cultivator will not be able to discover him at all.

A flash of red light flashed in King Xuan Ye's eyes, staring closely at the man in yellow robe in the distance.

As the black light became more and more dazzling, the gray-white corpse energy on King Xuan Ye's body kept rolling.

Then he made a seal with both hands, and from the loud noises from all directions, billowing dark yellow sand mist rose simultaneously. Then the desert covered the sky and the sun, and there were flags flashing from time to time inside.

Upon hearing this, King Xuan Ye snorted coldly, his expression unchanged, and said:

In this way, Yan Yun can sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

King Xuan Ye looked at the scene in front of him and wondered why he didn't know that he had fallen into the formation.

"Master Kuangsha, I knew it was you. From the moment I left the ancient tomb, I felt a little uncomfortable. It seems that I have been targeted by you since then."

As a sharp sound broke through the air, the black runes quickly disappeared into the center of King Xuan Ye's eyebrows, making them particularly clear and visible.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the big man in yellow robe didn't know what kind of magical power King Xuan Ye wanted to use, but he would not let him get his wish so easily.

"Do it!"

The big man in yellow robe chuckled and gently pinched the beard next to his lips:
"In order to ensure the success of this plan, I specially borrowed half of the blue crystal sand that Grandma Tianshi collected and refined over a hundred years."

"Brother Xuan Ye, you have already been hit by Mr. Song Da of Taiyang Sect's Zhiyang Ruler before. Most of the Heavenly Corpse Dharma Body that has not yet fully matured has been seriously injured. Why bother to resist."

The other two people heard this and took action at the same time.

Naturally, he was captured not far away, and immediately opened his mouth, spitting out a mouthful of black blood, which turned into a black rune as big as a fist in the wind.

After hearing this, King Xuan Ye's heart suddenly sank, his eyes fixed on the big man, and his hands clenched into fists.

At this moment, two figures escaped from behind him, one on the left and one on the right, trapping King Xuan Ye in them.

King Xuan Ye's expression changed, and his eyes instantly darkened.

"Haha! Brother Xuan Ye, it's too late to leave now."

King Xuan Ye's eyes were full of anger, staring at the strong man in yellow robe on the huge gourd.

"call out!"

After swallowing it, it can not only slowly improve the monk's physique, but also allow him to make rapid progress in body refining.

Yan Yun touched his chin, and his eyes couldn't help but drift towards King Xuan Ye.

The Heavenly Corpse Pearl on his body was also of great help to Yanyun.

Indeed, if this formation was mixed with blue crystal sand, I might really be in trouble today.

In the blink of an eye, it was completely enveloped, and faintly, you could even hear roars like wild beasts.

It can be regarded as a panacea for cleansing the marrow of the I Ching.

Having said this, the big man in yellow robe revealed a smile and sneered:

And from the demonic cloud, more than ten flying knives flew out.

"Blue crystal sacred sand! Grandma regards this sacred sand as her life, and will lend you half of it!"

"But do you think you can trap me with just a small formation of yellow sand?"

The yellow-robed monk's mind turned and he sneered. He no longer concealed anything and said straightforwardly:
"Brother Xuan Ye, haven't you noticed that the Seven Devils of Mo Feng and the Three Evils of Huang Chen are not staying with me and fellow Taoist Tianfeng?"

There was a sound of piercing the sky in the white hurricane, and hundreds of huge wind blades were shot out from it. Each one was about a foot in size. The white light was dazzling and made an astonishing scream. At first glance, it is completely different from the ordinary wind blade technique.

As the man on Kuangsha finished speaking, he immediately pointed towards the huge gourd under him.

You can also refine your body to be as hard as iron like the corpse king monster.

"After all, Brother Xuan Ye and I have been dating for some years. If his soul is lost like this, Huang really can't bear it."

Speaking of this, Master Tianfeng next to him sneered: "The moment you came out of the mausoleum, I asked them to set up a large formation to trap your mausoleum."

"As long as you spit out the Heavenly Corpse Pearl honestly, and let us plant a ban, it's not impossible to save your life."

Accompanied by bursts of wild laughter, a strong man in yellow robe with a thick beard on his chin appeared on the gourd.

The mouth of the gourd shook slightly, and a large amount of yellow sand immediately rolled out from it. In the blink of an eye, the gravel condensed and turned into a huge sand dragon several feet long, which pounced hard on King Xuan Ye.

"Hmph! Don't be so arrogant. When my king's reinforcements arrive, you will be in good hands!"

These flying knives are black and shiny, and are only a few inches in size when they are first fired.

But in the blink of an eye, it turned into a long black rainbow, and under the cover of those wind blades, it silently slashed towards it.

Seeing the crisis approaching, King Xuan Ye also finished casting the spell in time.

After a roar, the high crown on his head broke away and flew out. His long hair danced wildly in the wind and grew more than twice as long. At the same time, it turned purple and black.

Moreover, the old demon suddenly crossed his arms with both hands, and his figure suddenly grew several feet taller. Several inches of thick green hair sprouted all over his body. Purple-black sharp nails also sprouted on his ten fingers. His face quickly became shriveled and sunken. A pair of inches long The long fangs sprouted out even more eye-catchingly, becoming ferocious and terrifying.

At such a critical moment, King Xuan Ye revealed his true form as the Ten Thousand Years Corpse King.

Yan Yun crossed his arms, wanting to see how strong the body of this ten thousand-year-old corpse king was.

Moreover, if he wants to capture King Xuan Ye, he needs to be left alone and dying.

Otherwise, it is not that simple to conquer it.

At this moment, Sha Jiao, Feng Ren and Wu Hong came to King Xuan Ye at the same time.

Seeing the three Nascent Soul cultivators' full blows, a hint of ferocity appeared on their faces, and then they opened their mouths.

A golden orb the size of a fist flew out of the air.

With a "click" sound, golden light suddenly burst out from the golden orb, condensing into a big golden hand, and grabbed the sand dragon fiercely.

His arms were constantly waving, facing the dense wind blades and black rainbow head on.

"Boom!"

As a piercing roar sounded, green mist rolled around King Xuan Ye, and the oncoming wind blade Wuhong was hit and deflected away by a huge force at the same time.

"The physical strength is really good."

Yan Yun touched his chin and couldn't help but murmured in a low voice.

Although his physical body is not as good as his own, he is still one of the best physically strong men he has ever seen.

Perhaps only Barbarian Beard, who is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, can rival him.

"Hoohoo!"

At this moment, the wild sand surged, as if it was alive, and quickly rushed towards King Xuan Ye.

King Xuanye's body is indeed strong, but when faced with the extremely "weak" Kuangsha, it pales in comparison.

"go with!"

I saw the strong man in yellow robe pointing towards the gourd, and saw a little blue crystal sand mixed with it, whizzing past and rushing towards King Xuan Ye.

"Damn!!!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, King Xuan Ye's expression suddenly changed, but he knew the power of this blue crystal sand. If it touches you even a little bit, even your own body won't be able to resist it.

With a "stab" sound, the strong wind mixed with blue gravel flashed past and gently rubbed against King Xuan Ye's chest.

A large piece of black flesh fell out of thin air.

"Damn it!"

Looking at the scene in front of him, King Xuan Ye's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly dodged, not daring to let the wild sand touch him again.

"hey-hey!"

Seeing the extraordinary effectiveness of the blue crystal sand, the big man in yellow robe showed a smile and continued to drive the blue crystal sand to attack King Xuan Ye.

King Xuan Ye was trapped in the formation, and his escape technique was extremely slow, and he could not escape the attack of the blue crystal sand.

It only takes half a cup of tea.

King Xuan Ye was covered in blood, and his aura was extremely weakened.

Looking at the scene in front of him, a red-gold figure flashed past.

Appeared in the formation out of thin air.

"Crackling!!!"

The red-gold divine thunder was like a dazzling dragon, entwining around Yan Yun.

Looking at such a magical sight.

The three Yuanying monks immediately stopped and looked at Yan Yun warily. Lord Tianfeng scolded: "Who are you, dare to stop us?"

Yan Yun put his hands behind his back, and his mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation level was clearly displayed.

He looked sideways at King Xuan Ye and said calmly: "The Sky Corpse Pearl and the Styx Sky Corpse Art belong to me. I can save your life."

Upon hearing this, King Xuan Ye's eyes flashed, and he nodded vigorously without much hesitation.

"it is good."

Yan Yun's eyes flickered and he looked deeply at King Xuan Ye: "What if it were two Sky Corpse Beads!"

Yan Yun knew that when King Xuan Ye obtained the Styx Heavenly Corpse Art, there was a Heavenly Corpse Pearl next to it.

After he practiced the technique, another one was born in his body.

Therefore, he was fully prepared and had a total of two Heavenly Corpse Beads on his body.

"this..."

Even though King Xuan Ye was dying at this moment, when he heard Yan Yun's words, there was still a trace of hesitation on his face.

The Sky Corpse Pearl in front of me is nothing, it is not my own treasure.

But the Heavenly Corpse Beads that he had condensed by practicing the Heavenly Corpse Art were his own treasure.

If you hand it over, your cultivation level will decline, and it will be impossible to condense the body of the Heavenly Corpse in the future.

"Fellow Taoist, that Sky Corpse Pearl is very important to me. Can I exchange it for other requirements?"

King Xuan Ye opened his mouth and couldn't help but pray.

Hearing what King Xuan Ye said, Yan Yun couldn't help but touch his chin and whispered: "Then do you know any corpses suitable for practicing Buddhist skills?"

"Damn it, I actually ignored you!!"

Seeing Yan Yun actually ignoring several people after appearing, the three Nascent Soul cultivators had never suffered such humiliation.

The three of them looked at each other and saw raging anger in each other's eyes.

The strong man in yellow robe pointed directly at the yellow sand, and the turbulent sand rolled in.

The old man in green shirt with his feet on the magic cloud opened his mouth without thinking, and spit out a small sword of green light and phosphorus, turned into a green rainbow, and rushed towards Yan Yun.

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Seeking death!"

Yan Yun clapped his hand casually, and a purple thunder spirit wood sword cut through the air.

It is covered with surging divine thunder, and from a distance, it looks like a dragon.

The purple thunder wood sword quickly collided with the green flying sword.

"Boom!"

A harsh roar was heard, and the green flying sword broke immediately. The purple thunder wood sword did not slow down and quickly rushed towards the old man.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the green-robed monk was shocked.

As soon as he patted the storage bag on his waist, a ray of green light suddenly shot out from the bag, turning into an ancient cyan shield and blocking it in front of him.

The Purple Thunder Wood Sword did not pause, easily dispelling the black mist, and collided heavily with the shield.

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a harsh roar, the two were intertwined.

At this moment, a harsh sound broke through the air.

Yan Yun's figure swayed and quickly disappeared from the spot.

Yan Yun suddenly disappeared, and the old man in green robe immediately screamed in surprise.

Secret passage is not good.

But just as he was about to run away, Yan Yun appeared in front of him and grasped his neck with his right hand.

The snow-white Shura Holy Fire quickly gushes out from between the five fingers.

White cold mist surged, freezing it directly into an ice sculpture.

From Yan Yun's action to the death of the old man in green robe.

Just for a moment.

It only took a moment from the time when the old man launched a sneak attack on Yan Yun to when Yan Yun mercilessly killed the old man in green robe.

The big man in yellow robe and the other two demons of Fangjian Mountain had no time to rescue them at all.

Seeing Yan Yun so easily kill an old man of the same level in the middle Nascent Soul stage, the two of them were horrified at the same time, and their faces turned pale at the same time.

The yellow-robed old man moved his lips slightly without thinking too much, and transmitted a few words, and then he and the hurricane-stricken Tianfeng Zhenjun did not care to continue to besiege King Xuan Ye, and suddenly put away the magic weapon, and the two of them shot backwards and escaped at the same time.

"Isn't this person a late-stage Nascent Soul monk?"

King Xuan Ye thought so and took another look at Yan Yun, but it was true that he was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

This shows that the magical powers that Yan Yun has cultivated are really amazing, and they are directly catching up with the great magical powers of the late Nascent Soul.

"Thank you... Taoist friend for your life-saving grace!"

As the two left, King Xuan Ye stepped forward and bowed his hands.

Yan Yun waved his hand and said calmly: "It's just a transaction in itself."

While speaking, he did not wait for King Xuan Ye's reply and directly held the Sky Corpse Pearl in mid-air with one hand.

Although it is called the Heavenly Corpse Pearl, its appearance is very extraordinary, with a golden light all over its body, like a relic.

"And your Styx Heavenly Corpse Technique!"

Yan Yun flicked his wrist and threw a blank jade slip in front of King Xuan Ye.

Looking at the jade slip, King Xuan Ye looked bitter, but he did not dare to break the contract.

Place the jade slip between the eyebrows, and then imprint the training methods of the Styx Heavenly Corpse Art into it one by one.

King Xuan Ye was extremely fast and imprinted his skills in just a moment.

Then he respectfully handed the jade slip to Yan Yun. (End of chapter)