After the ascent failed

Chapter 371

The sudden sound was not loud, but it suddenly spread throughout the Kunlun Ruins.

Whether it was the people waiting in the dojo, or the disciples who walked out of the cave around Zhang Wuchen on the main peak of Kunlun like stars surrounding the moon, they all became stunned instantly.

Including several old monsters, they were all surprised for a while.

The disciples from each peak even looked at each other, whispering to each other.

"What's going on, it seems that someone was provoking Senior Brother Zhang just now?"

"Who is so bold, don't you know what day it is today? Senior Brother Zhang will be the future leader of our Kunlun Ruins, this person dares to threaten to let him die, I really don't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

"This person must be crazy!"

"..."

There was an uproar among the disciples.

Daoist Haode and Daoist Dengxuan looked at each other in surprise, then Daoist Haode ordered all the disciples: "Go and see, what's going on?"

Several disciples rushed to the main peak of Kunlun.

Today is the succession ceremony of the head of the sect, Zhang Wuchen is the arrogance of all eyes, under such majesty, how dare anyone dare to challenge him face to face?
This person is probably tired of living.

Although the few old monsters were surprised by this scene, their expressions remained normal.

On the contrary, they were even more curious. The one who just passed by was the master from Kunlun Ruins?

At the same time, on the main peak of Kunlun.

Zhang Wuchen, who was dressed in gorgeous brocade clothes and had an aloof bearing, paused for a moment. He looked down and saw a familiar figure approaching.

"Ye Chunyang?"

Seeing the young man in black, Zhang Wuchen's eyes showed surprise and gloom.

On the other side, that "Senior Brother Wu" Wu Yun was also taken aback, and said in a low voice, "How is it possible that this kid is still alive? Could it be that Lu Yan got rid of the mind-controlling talisman?"

Zhang Wuchen frowned slightly, glanced at him lightly, and didn't say anything.

Although he didn't know why Ye Chunyang survived the burning of the purple smoke, but at this moment he didn't want to pursue further.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, I'm afraid there may be some misunderstanding between you and me. Today is the succession ceremony. If fellow Daoists are watching the ceremony, you can go to the dojo together."

The cold light flashed in Zhang Wuchen's eyes, and he smiled gently at Ye Chunyang.

He already had a detached temperament, and such a gentle appearance made people feel like a spring breeze, which made many female disciples' beautiful eyes glow.

"Misunderstand?"

Ye Chunyang smiled.

He stopped and stood outside the main hall of the Dongfu, looked at Zhang Wuchen indifferently, and said: "It's a misunderstanding, but it's not important, I'm here today to send you back to the west."

On Zhang Wuchen's face, the chill that had just disappeared emerged again.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, today is a grand event in the sect. Mr. Zhang can ignore your nonsense just now, but if fellow Daoist doesn't know what is good and what is bad, Mr. Zhang will definitely offend you."

Zhang Wuchen suppressed his smile and said slowly.

"Like ants!"

Ye Chunyang's eyes were as cold as water.

"Three years ago, you sent someone to ambush you at the foot of the mountain. I didn't intend to argue with you. I didn't expect you to challenge my bottom line again and again. Even if Da Luo Jinxian is here today, I will kill you!"

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

When Ye Chunyang spoke, he stepped out slowly, and every time he took a step, the earth seemed to be roaring like bells and drums, undulating and shaking with his breath.

"Bold!"

Zhang Wuchen didn't speak, but just looked down at Ye Chunyang, but Wu Yun next to him let out a low cry and stood up coldly.

"Boy, you don't know how to live or die. Uncle Zhang is the heir to the sect's head. How can you provoke me?"

"Since you sent yourself to the door to seek death, Wu will send you to hell without Martial Uncle Zhang's help!"

Before the words were finished, Wu Yunzu raised his hand, and with five fingers like hooks, he grabbed it with a bang.

Wu Yun and Zhang Wuchen worshiped under Taoist Dengxuan together. Although they did not pass it on personally, their kung fu was superior to that of ordinary disciples, and they could easily defeat Lu Yan of the same rank. As soon as he made a move at this moment, the surrounding spiritual energy boiled, and the turbulent claw wind was dominated by Ye Chunyang. In the center, there is a tendency to crush his head in one fell swoop.

The disciples around looked at Ye Chunyang with sarcasm.

Ye Chunyang doesn't seem to have reached the Dao Foundation Realm, yet he dares to challenge Zhang Wuchen, who is at the Spirit Transformation Realm, where does he get the courage?
But then everyone saw an incredible scene.

"roll!"

Ye Chunyang said coldly, without looking at Wu Yun, he slapped lightly.

Suddenly there was a loud bang!
Just as Wu Yun stepped out, before the claw wind fell, the aura burst out from his body.

Ye Chunyang's slap hit his face directly, like a sandbag flying across several feet, half of his face collapsed.

"It's you who planted a mind-controlling talisman on Lu Yan and let him cast purple smoke on me, right?"

Wu Yun didn't have time to howl in pain, Ye Chunyang's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, he stepped on his forehead, his eyes were as cold as ice.

"How...how do you know?"

Wu Yun struggled with all his strength, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat.

He looked at Ye Chunyang in horror, and wanted to say something to beg for mercy, but his face suddenly froze.

Ye Chunyang stepped down, and there was a "click", Wu Yun's skull was crushed, and his upper body was trampled into the soil. He couldn't die anymore.

The change in this scene was beyond everyone's expectations.

No one could see clearly what happened. Wu Yun was obviously not weak, but he was slapped flying by Ye Chunyang.

A moment ago, these disciples were mocking, but now they are all silent.

Seeing Wu Yun being killed in a blink of an eye, the smile on Zhang Wuchen's face completely disappeared, and he was so gloomy that it seemed as if water would drip out.

"I only want Zhang Wuchen's life today, if you don't want to die, back away immediately!"

Ye Chunyang walked towards Zhang Wuchen expressionlessly.

A group of disciples turned pale, looked at Zhang Wuchen, then at Ye Chunyang, who was full of murderous looks, and retreated.

Among these disciples, Wu Yun was the strongest, but Ye Chunyang killed him with his palms. Who wouldn't be afraid of such means?

"The same Daoist realm is perfect, and you can defeat Wu Yun with one move, which really surprises me."

Zhang Wuchen ignored the disciples who were far away, and only watched Ye Chunyang approaching calmly, with indifferent words coming from his mouth.

"However, you are at the Dao base level after all, but now I have advanced to become a spirit and have cultivated supernatural powers! If you dare to provoke me, there is only one end for you."

"That's...death!"

"boom!"

"Dead word falls", Zhang Wuchen stepped forward.

A strong wind suddenly blew up all around, and the aura of the entire Kunlun main peak seemed to merge with it, making its aura as vast as an abyss.

At this moment, he showed his original face.

I saw him lightly tap with two fingers, and a flash of spiritual light flashed out, which turned into several feet in a blink of an eye, and went straight to hit Ye Chunyang's chest.

Ye Chunyang stopped, raised his head, and sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Facing this light attack, instead of dodging, he continued to move forward.

Seeing Ye Chunyang's contempt, Zhang Wuchen's eyes flashed with anger, but soon he laughed, mana poured into him, and the spiritual light tore through the void and reached Ye Chunyang.

With a muffled sound of "噗嗤", the spiritual light hit Ye Chunyang's body and pierced out from behind.

But Zhang Wuchen's expression froze.

Ye Chunyang not only did not die, but was unscathed.

It seemed that the scene just now was just an illusion.

"How is this possible?" Zhang Wuchen was startled.

With his cultivation, he can easily kill a Daoist cultivator. Just now, he used [-]% of his mana to memorize the formula. Ye Chunyang couldn't resist it, and he was unscathed at this time?
How did Zhang Wuchen know how powerful Ye Chunyang's physical body was at the stage of transforming into a god, not to mention that he only had a small achievement in the spiritual transformation stage, even if a master of the golden core stage put all his strength into a blow, Ye Chunyang could resist with his physical body alone.

After all, Zhang Wuchen was like an ant in front of a dragon in front of Ye Chunyang, so he didn't even have the qualifications to face him squarely.

"No wonder you dare to come here, it turns out that you really have some strength."

"But this time, you will definitely die!"

Zhang Wuchen raised one hand, no spells or spells were seen, violent waves appeared in the void, and the spiritual energy in the main Kunlun peak was like a rainbow, like lightsabers, soaring into the sky, and suddenly shot towards Ye Chunyang.

In an instant, the rock where Ye Chunyang was standing exploded and the ground opened.

All the disciples around were terrified, and they were even more in awe of Zhang Wuchen.

Now they finally understood why Zhang Wuchen could surpass Gu Qian and become the future emperor of Kunlun Ruins.

With such supernatural powers, what else can stop him?
The sound of "booming" was endless, and Zhang Wuchen's magic power was like a sea and abyss, more like a spring and a waterfall, falling from the sky, any monk below the Spirit Transformation Realm would be crushed on the spot under such an astonishing attack.

Ye Chunyang didn't raise his head, but still walked forward.

"court death!"

Seeing this, Zhang Wuchen's eyes became even more sarcasm.

But an unexpected scene appeared!

The astonishing magic formula like a lightsaber fell on Ye Chunyang, just like before, without any injuries.

But Ye Chunyang's footsteps still did not stop.

"what?"

This time, not only the surrounding disciples were surprised, Zhang Wuchen was also in disbelief.

With the power of his Dao Jue, even if ten Dao bases are perfect here, they will be killed on the spot. Ye Chunyang ignored this offensive. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would believe it.

"He can resist my spell with his body, is it a body cultivator?"

Zhang Wuchen half-closed his eyes, and finally showed a trace of solemnity on his face.

"My tactic should be able to kill any Daoist cultivator, even if he is a body cultivator, it is absolutely impossible to resist, unless there is something strange about him."

"But even so, I can still kill him here!"

Zhang Wuchen was thinking in his heart, staring at Ye Chunyang with more and more murderous intent, and said: "You really surprised me, but do you think this is my strength? Now I will let you see, I, Zhang Wuchen, can go today by relying on It’s not just that.”

Ye Chunyang paused, looked up at Zhang Wuchen, and shook his head disdainfully, "You talk too much nonsense, and I don't bother to listen to it. If you have anything to say, you can go to the Palace of the King of Hell to talk about it."

"What did you say?"

Zhang Wuchen was mobilizing his mana, when he suddenly felt a powerful spiritual pressure, his expression changed immediately.

The strength of this spiritual pressure caused his body to bend slightly, and the magic power in his body became sluggish.

Looking up at Ye Chunyang again, he saw the golden light in the latter's eyes flashing, and a huge wave of spiritual thoughts suddenly enveloped him.

"Soul art!"

Zhang Wuchen's expression changed drastically, and he saw what Ye Chunyang was doing.

(End of this chapter)