Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Maybe it's not even possible to completely match a level 10 monster.

As for the backlash, Yan Yun was naturally not worried.

After all, I won't melt it so deeply with myself, and I can let Yu Huan control it without any impact.

"It's really not suitable to stay here for long, let's leave first."

Yan Yun patted the storage bag on his waist and led the four Guiling monsters towards the stone platform.

The four Guiling demons looked at each other secretly, not daring to hesitate for a moment, and followed Yan Yun, moving forward cautiously into the distance.

Along the way, traces of battle can be seen everywhere, including sword marks and charred wood remains.

"The one in front..."

When a huge and imposing ravine suddenly appeared in front of him, Yan Yun hurriedly took a few steps forward, stood on the edge and observed for a moment.

This giant ravine was undoubtedly formed by the swing of a powerful sword or other treasure. It actually split the entire stone staircase into two. The length reached an astonishing one hundred feet, and the depth was as high as more than thirty feet.

"It seems that these monks have completely exploded, and they are even willing to use such powerful magical powers to fight. This battle may be much more intense than we imagined."

Yin Yue’s melodious voice came to Yan Yun’s mind.

"I hope they don't cause me any trouble, otherwise I don't mind killing them!"

Yan Yun swept his sharp eyes over the four Guiling monsters, snorted coldly, and then turned into a purple-blue shadow and crossed the huge ravine in front of him.

Gui Ling followed closely behind, and Mu Kui turned into a green shadow and disappeared into the ground.

The Silver-Winged Yaksha used his exquisite earth escape technique to follow closely.

The huge body of the lion beast, waving its wings, is particularly eye-catching.

At this moment, Yan Yun's expression suddenly changed. He turned his head to look at a huge rock on the side, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"get out!"

Yan Yun looked solemn and shouted loudly in a serious tone.

Before he finished his words, a thick black gas rushed out from behind the boulder, and there seemed to be a Nascent Soul-like being hidden inside.

A thunderous sound was heard behind him, and Yan Yun disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a dazzling silver arc, Yan Yun appeared in front of the black gas.

He floated quietly in the air and pressed forward into the air with one hand.

With a "sizzle" sound, a large green hand appeared out of thin air and then grabbed downwards.

Yuanying was shocked, and the black energy on his body expanded rapidly, ready to teleport away from the scene immediately.

Unfortunately, due to the serious injuries he suffered in the previous battle, he was unable to use teleportation to escape immediately.

After experiencing countless times of killing the Nascent Souls of cultivators, Yan Yun has become very familiar with how to capture Nascent Souls.

As soon as the other party cast a spell, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The thunderous sound rang out again, and the five fingers of the green giant hand flashed with golden light. Five thick golden arcs suddenly popped out and exploded in an instant. A large golden net suddenly covered the area below.

Almost at the same time, the figure of Yuanying became blurred and plunged into the evil-repelling divine thunder.

With a loud "bang", the golden arc jumped violently, dispersing most of the Nascent Soul's protective black energy.

The Nascent Soul itself also became shaky, as if it would fall down at any time.

Under such circumstances, the big green hand grabbed the Nascent Soul like lightning and brought it back to Yan Yun.

Yan Yun carefully examined the Nascent Soul in his hand, smiled slightly at the other party's terrified eyes, then turned into a blue-purple light and fell rapidly, returning to the ground.

The big hand tightly bound the Nascent Soul and landed next to Yan Yun.

"Could it be this fellow Taoist?"

Gui Ling's gaze also swept over this Nascent Soul, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

Although the Nascent Soul has no physical body, it can be clearly seen from its brows that it is one of the two black-shirted old men from the Yinluo Sect.

It was unknown who killed this Yuanying, but the original Yuanying escaped by chance and hid behind a rock.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, what do you want? I have no grudge against you, and I have never been involved in hunting you down!"

Yuanying's face was ashen, and when the big hand loosened its grip a little, he quickly begged for mercy.

"Haha, why are you so nervous, fellow Daoist? When did I ever say I wanted to hurt you? I just want to ask you, what happened in the outside world?"

Yan Yun's face was calm and he asked calmly.

Seeing that Yan Yun had no ill intentions, Yuan Ying felt relieved and replied respectfully:
"Not long after you entered, the Ye family cultivators suddenly arrived. The elders of the Ye family were among them, and they attacked us when they saw us. We had no choice but to fight back. However, the Demon Suppression Tower suddenly shook, and most of the mountain collapsed. It seemed that the entire tower had sunk into the belly of the mountain, and..."

At this point, Yuanying paused for a moment, but at Yan Yun's signal, he immediately continued:
"A beam of precious light shot out from the Demon Suppression Tower, accompanied by the sound of Buddhist chanting. Someone called out 'Tongtian Lingbao', and everyone rushed over. I stayed behind to inform the elders of this matter."

"It's the Tongtian Lingbao! Is this treasure really coming to the world? How was your body destroyed?" Yan Yun was horrified.

“I don’t know if it’s a magical treasure. But the phenomenon is definitely not comparable to ordinary treasures. The elders of the Ye family and other late-stage cultivators went there without hesitation, so it shouldn’t be fake.”

Yuan Ying gnashed his teeth and narrated:
"As for my body, it was attacked by the Sisan Zhenren. He took advantage of my unpreparedness and slashed me with a blood-red long sword, instantly sucking all my blood and energy dry. That magic sword was incredibly powerful! If I hadn't decisively abandoned my body and teleported, I'm afraid even my Nascent Soul wouldn't have escaped."

"What kind of magic weapon is so powerful?" Gui Ling asked doubtfully, seeming to find it unbelievable.

"I don't know. I have never seen such a treasure. Apart from the color, the appearance of this blood knife is quite similar to the legendary Demon Dragon Blade. The power is also somewhat similar, but if it is really the Demon Dragon Blade, there is no chance for me to escape."

Yuanying's lips moved slightly, and he answered uncertainly.

Demonic Dragon Blade!
Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth and chuckled, "This blade is extremely powerful, it should belong to me."

The Demon Dragon Blade is a famous demon blade carefully crafted from the Demon Marrow Diamond.

It is said that this treasure has the strange ability to absorb the flesh, blood, essence, and spirit of slain monks into it, and then refine it into powerful might.

In other words, the more monks are killed, the more powerful the magic blade will be.

Therefore, there was once a demon cultivator who killed a cultivator in the God Transformation Stage with the help of the Demon Dragon Blade.

Therefore, many cultivators believed that if this treasure was given enough time and continuously cultivated through killing, it might even surpass the power of Tongtian Lingbao.

However, both the Tongtian Lingbao and the Demon Dragon Blade have disappeared from the human world for many years, so naturally they cannot be truly compared.

"Since they are only about 70% similar, and with his cultivation level, there is still a chance for his Nascent Soul to escape. So, that item is probably not the Demonic Dragon Blade, but another rare demonic treasure."

Gui Ling had been listening quietly to the conversation between the two and said with a twinkling look in his eyes.

"It's hard to say!"

Yan Yun chuckled, he knew very well that the four scattered real people were actually corpse bears in disguise.

The purpose of his coming here was to use the flesh and blood of many Nascent Soul cultivators to refine the Demon Dragon Blade. After all, it was difficult to find so many Nascent Soul cultivators in the outside world.

"Master! Let's go take a look. For some reason, I felt something strange when I just walked out of the hall. It seemed that something in the direction of the Demon Suppression Tower was calling me."

Yin Yue said hesitantly in Yan Yun's mind:
"This thing seems very familiar, and seems to be related to things before I lost my memory."

"Something is calling you?"

Hearing this, Yan Yun frowned slightly. It seemed that he had to go after all.

"Indeed, I vaguely feel that if I miss this opportunity, I may lose the possibility of recovering all my memories." There was a rare hint of pleading in Yin Yue's voice.

Yan Yun was silent for a moment. After a long time, he suddenly chuckled and spoke in a seemingly relaxed tone.

"Since you said so, let's go and take a look. Anyway, I am quite interested in this Tongtian Lingbao."

"Thank you master for making it happen!"

When Yin Yue heard Yan Yun's answer, she responded with great joy.

"Fellow Daoist Gui, since a magical treasure has appeared over there, it would be a shame if we don't join in the fun."

Yan Yun turned to look at Gui Ling and spoke slowly.

"I will always put my master first! But how should I deal with this person?"

Gui Ling bowed slightly and responded with a normal expression.

The two demons who were hiding their bodies did not have any objection.

Faced with such a treasure, no cultivator can ignore it.

The monster had already anticipated Yan Yun's sudden change of mind and was not surprised.

"Fellow Daoist, promise me that you will not attack me. Then I will tell you everything I know."

Upon hearing Gui Ling's words, the Nascent Soul that was imprisoned by the big hand shouted hurriedly.

"I certainly didn't say I would attack you, but I also didn't say I wouldn't. And you know it very well. If you hadn't said it, you would have suffered more soul refining. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for falling into my hands as an elder of the Yinluo Sect."

Yan Yun said lightly, and as soon as he opened his mouth, a thick golden arc shot out and hit the Nascent Soul.

After a shrill scream, the Nascent Soul and the big hand disappeared in the golden light, but a light green flag fell down.

Yan Yun's eyes lit up, and with a wave of his long sleeves, he rolled the banner into his hand and looked at it carefully for a moment.

It was the other Yin Luo Banner!

Yan Yun naturally knew that this banner was extraordinary. If all eighteen of them could be gathered, its power would be enormous.

But at the same time, this will also lead to hunting down by the Yinluo Sect.

However, for Yan Yun today, the Yinluo Sect is not worth mentioning.

Since he had already formed a deep hatred with the Yinluo Sect, he would naturally not hold back any longer and immediately put the banner into his storage bag.

Although this treasure was a little weak for him, it would not be easy for the Yinluo Sect to obtain this set of treasures.

Throughout the history of the Yinluo Sect, there have been incidents of flags going missing or being damaged. However, given the strength of the sect, it is not impossible to find them back quickly, or find other ways to refine new flags.

However, the Yinluo Sect had only experienced such incidents a few times. Now that they had lost several poles at once, even if the Yinluo Sect had abundant financial resources, it would not be easy to refine them again.

And even if it is successfully refined, it will not be possible to cultivate it to a certain power in a short period of time.

"Let's go! I wonder if those people have gained anything."

Yan Yun looked up in the direction of the Demon-Suppressing Tower, muttered to himself, and then floated down the stone steps.

Gui Ling followed closely behind.

There are restrictions set by the ancient cultivators on both sides of the stone steps. Otherwise, if you choose a shortcut, you might be able to reach the Demon-Suppressing Tower earlier.

This time, Yan Yun ignored all traces of fighting along the way. Soon after, he returned to the White Jade Square where he started out and once again stepped onto the stone steps leading to the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

Not long after we went forward this time, we saw a chaotic area ahead, with large pits and rubble everywhere.

Yan Yun ignored it and was about to fly past, but Gui Ling beside him let out a low cry and looked somewhere.

Under a pile of inconspicuous rocks, a small white object was exposed. Although only a small part was exposed, it was obviously a bony arm.

Yan Yun waved his sleeves lightly, and a gust of green wind flew out, blowing away the rubble without a trace, revealing a skeleton lying on the ground.

Yan Yun's expression changed slightly. He did not expect that he could not escape this disaster after all.

Yan Yun was very familiar with the clothes and hair bun covering the bones!

It was the old man named Fu from the Jiuyou Sect.

The purple pearl was tightly grasped in one of his bony hands, but it had been mostly broken into pieces and looked completely destroyed.

Yan Yun said nothing, but just watched quietly with his eyes flickering.

"I never thought that he would perish here after spending so much effort to refine the Nurturing Pill! The future of this path of cultivating immortals is really unpredictable!"

After a long time, he sighed softly, seeming to be feeling quite complicated.

Although he did not have a deep friendship with the old man surnamed Fu, he felt a strange emotion when he saw that the person who had traveled with him not long ago had died here inexplicably.

"Master, do you know this person? His death seems quite strange."

Gui Ling stared at the strange narrow scar on the back of the skeleton and said hesitantly:

"He clearly looks like he just passed away, but his flesh and blood have been strangely peeled off, and there is no sign of the Nascent Soul leaving his body. It seems that even the Nascent Soul has not escaped. There is a mark on his back left by a sword or other treasure. He looks quite like..."

"It seems to be caused by the devil blade that the Yinluo Sect member described. Don't you think so?"

Yan Yun let out a long sigh and said.

"Indeed, otherwise, although there are several other magic skills that can also peel off the flesh of monks, the marks they leave are definitely not like this."

Gui Ling said seriously:
"Moreover, the previous elder of Yinluo Sect was able to escape with his Nascent Soul out of his body, but this person was killed completely. Could it be that the blade in that person's hand was really the Demon Dragon Blade? Otherwise, how could the power be so different?"

Yan Yun looked at the bones again. The storage bag on the bones had disappeared. Obviously, the infant-nourishing pill had also fallen into the hands of Sisan Zhenren.

Yan Yun hesitated for a moment, but finally raised his hand and released a ball of Binghuo Yang Lei, turning the corpse into ashes. Finally, the old man surnamed Fu's body was not left exposed in the wild.

Yan Yun and Gui Ling did not encounter anything unusual as they went further up, and finally reached the end of the stone steps.

To say it is the end is actually not correct.

Because the stone steps behind disappeared without a trace.

A half cliff appeared in front of them, and the mountains behind them all disappeared as if by magic. (End of this chapter)