Chapter 112: Destroy the King Cicada!
Looking at Han Li's cautious look, Wang Lin smiled and shook his head.
It took another half an hour.
Dong Xuan'er arrived late and slowly.
He did not approach Han Li and the others. Instead, he came to three disciples wearing Yellow Maple Valley costumes and exchanged a few words and had a heated fight.
On the earth platform, a ghost spirit sect monk pretending to be a descendant of the Yan family walked up to Wang Chan and respectfully reported:
“Young sect master, the two elders said that there is another monk who is too far away from the formation. , if the formation is activated at this moment, it will be difficult to That person was imprisoned in the formation."
Hearing this, Wang Chan of the Ghost Spirit Sect raised his eyebrows and looked far away, and happened to see Han Li under a giant tree.
Of course, It was naturally Wang Lin's request to let Han Li stand under the ancient tree.
I am in the late stage of foundation building, so I may not be able to lure Wang Chan smoothly.
The best choice is to follow the original plot and use Han Li to lead Wang Chan.
“Which sect disciple is that?”
Wang Chan sneered and then asked.
"If you are wearing yellow clothes, you should be a disciple of Huang Maple Valley."
The disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect did not dare to be careless at all and quickly bowed their hands in salute.
"Ask the two elders to take action. This disciple of Huang Maple Valley is interesting. Let me use his hands and feet."
Wang Chan smiled faintly, a trace of blood flashed in his eyes, as if filled with a little bit of blood. .
After all, Han Li was only in the early stages of foundation building. From Wang Chan's point of view, he posed no threat at all.
If it were Wang Lin in the late stage of foundation building, Wang Chan would not be so confident.
Feeling the killing intent emanating from Wang Chan, several ghost guards behind him could not help but shudder, bowed and said:
"Yes, young master!"
Wang Chan waved his sleeves and turned into a shadow, disappearing out of thin air.
“Let’s do it!”
Seeing Wang Chan take action, Wang Lin muttered silently in his heart, and then he saw Wang Chan stepping on a green bone fork, with thick black fog gurgling from it.
Han Li's expression changed slightly, and without any hesitation, he offered an emerald green wooden sword flying magic weapon.
Since Mo Jiao was killed by Wang Lin, Han Li did not get the materials for Mo Jiao to build the divine wind boat.
However, he also bought a flying magic weapon that he had handy. The top flying magic weapon at his feet was called the Bamboo Xiao Sword. It had extraordinary escape skills, and Han Li liked it quite a lot.
At this moment, a bloody light curtain surged from the valley.
Its speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, a bloody light curtain was formed above the valley.
Above the blood curtain, there were the Li brothers sitting cross-legged, pouring spiritual power into the formation.
If you want to kill these hundred foundation-building monks, it is naturally not difficult.
But keeping the body intact and refining the soul intact is not that simple.
Otherwise, there would be no need for the two alchemy monks to spend so much effort.
Due to his quick reaction, Han Li had successfully escaped from the Yin Fire Formation.
He turned his head and saw that Wang Lin and Xin Ruyin were still in the formation, and his expression changed slightly.
At this moment, Wang Lin's voice suddenly appeared in his ears.
“Flee towards the Yellow Maple Valley, I will arrive soon!”
“I will kill this young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect with you!”
Hearing Wang Lin’s words Han Li couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at the sound, and then took out several talismans and threw them behind him.
Hindering Wang Chan’s pursuit speed.
The two were extremely fast and disappeared within a few seconds.
At this moment, streams of Yin Fire poured out from the formation.
Chasing towards the hundreds of foundation-building monks below.
Yin fire is invisible and difficult to resist.
A slight touch is enough to draw out the souls of these foundation-building monks.
With just one breath, three foundation-building monks died.
“Do it!”
Wang Lin glanced at Xin Ruyin beside him and heard the sound.
Xin Ruyin understood and immediately took out a formation flag, and his spiritual power was absorbed into it.
In an instant, the red formation light curtain that was just like a waterfall suddenly made a buzzing sound.
"There is something wrong with the formation, run quickly!"
Someone in the crowd shouted softly, and several disciples of the seven sects easily passed through the light curtain of the formation and fled towards the distance.
“What!”
The Li brothers in the sky suddenly changed their expressions when they saw the strange formation.
The souls of these hundred foundation-building monks must be left to Yan Ruyan to build the foundation. How could they escape?
With this in mind, the two of them once again poured spiritual power into the formation light screen beneath them.
However, unexpectedly, as more spiritual power was poured into it, the formation light screen did not change at all.
There are even more foundation-building monks who have escaped.
Of the hundreds of foundation-building monks who had gone before, in the blink of an eye, only about fifty people were left.
“Arrest people!”
At this moment, these two foundation-building elders knew that something was wrong with the formation.
Listening to the elder’s words, a group of Ghost Spirit Sect disciples realized what they were saying, and each controlled their flying magic weapon and fled out of the valley.
But the Yin Fire Formation, where disciples of the seven sects can enter and exit at will, appears strangely frequently as soon as the disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect approach it.
The emerald-green Yin Fire condensed out of thin air, cut through the void, and floated straight towards the disciples of the Ghost Spirit Sect.
Several Ghost Spirit Sect disciples who were in the early stages of establishing their cultivation base and were unprepared were instantly caught in the evil fire.
"Crackling!"
With the sound of flames burning, the flesh and blood of his corpse were quickly pulled away, and the looming souls were pulled away by the green Yin Fire.
“What!”
“The formation has been tampered with!”
Looking at the scene in front of them, the expressions of the Li brothers suddenly changed, and they quickly sacrificed their magic weapon. .
A snow-white skull and a soul flag as black as ink.
Both magic weapons exuded powerful power, and streams of spiritual light visible to the naked eye surged from the magic weapons.
Like a wave, one after another, they continue to surge towards the surroundings.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Wang Lin looked at Xin Ruyin beside him and said: "Withdraw." Feeling the powerful aura emanating from the two of them, Xin Ruyin did not hesitate at all. Wang Lin jumped onto the white cloud shuttle, turned into a shadow, and disappeared from the spot.
But as the two left, the Yin Fire Formation in the valley did not dissipate.
On the contrary, outside the formation, a white aura emerged again.
“Invert the Five Elements Formation!”
Looking at the sudden rise of the formation, the two of them looked at each other and secretly thought something was wrong. .
Without any hesitation, he immediately activated his magic weapon and attacked the two formations in the valley with all his strength.
And deep underground.
Gui Yaksha held the formation plate in his hand and said fiercely: "Yesterday you bullied me, today I have the formation in hand, I will make you look good."
Wang Lin stepped on the white clouds. Shuttle, with extremely fast escape skills, turned into a phantom and chased Han Li.
......
"Want to run? Wherever you want to run, die!"
The young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect waved his sleeves, and a thick bloody mist quickly emerged from the flying fork beneath him, as if it was alive.
The blood cloud gathered into a height of more than ten feet, and it was fierce.
Looking at Han Li who was getting closer and closer, Wang Chan showed a ferocious expression and said with a smile: "My blood spirit magic escape skills are unparalleled, you can't even think of escaping from my hands."
Listen Seeing Wang Chan's wild laughter behind him, Han Li's face turned pale and he touched his storage bag.
A stack of primary fireball talismans came out of his hand and turned into red fireballs.
"Rumble!"
As huge roars sounded, Wang Chan's pursuit was slightly slowed down.
“Whoops!”
At this moment, a scream soared into the sky, and the blood cloud behind him suddenly surged, covering the sky and the earth.
Immediately afterwards, the blood cloud surged, and its speed suddenly increased several times, like a violent wave, and it came to Han Li's side in an instant.
Directly trap him in mid-air with his magical weapon.
Amid the whimpering, two blood-red monsters with teeth and claws revealed themselves.
These two monsters had heads with short horns and pointed tails. Their eyes were red and they were charging towards Han Li.
Looking at the vampire coming towards him, Han Li did not dare to be careless and waved his right hand.
Several emerald green sword lights flashed across and landed on these little ghosts.
The sword energy surged, smashing the two vampires into pieces.
But the ghost was destroyed and turned into a pool of blood, blending into the blood mist again.
Before Han Li could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw dozens of vampires emerging from the blood mist again, as if they were born in an endless stream from the blood cloud.
Han Li's face turned pale, and he kept taking out talismans, fireballs, ice picks, and ice blades to smash these vampires into pieces.
Compared to Han Li who was struggling to support him, Wang Chan was very leisurely, sitting cross-legged in the blood mist.
Gurgling blood mist poured out of his body, but he wanted to play with Han Li.
“Whoops!”
At this moment, a vermilion dragon cut through the blood cloud.
The seven-foot long blade cuts through evil and filth.
The dozens of vampires that trapped Han Li were like ice and snow melting under the blazing sun.
Wang Lin, who was riding a white cloud shuttle, fell from the air with his hands behind his back.
Han Li looked at Wang Lin's back and felt happy in his heart, saying: "Senior Brother Wang!"
"Later stage of foundation building!"
Feeling the sudden appearance of Wang Lin, Wang Chan's expression changed slightly: "How could it be possible to appear here?"
In Wang Chan's opinion, Wang Chan's seven disciples should have been refined to death by the Li brothers.
How could it appear here?
“Is there something wrong?”
Wang Chan was uneasy and fearful of Wang Lin’s later foundation building skills.
He turned around and tried to escape.
At this moment, a vermilion formation light curtain appeared out of thin air behind him.
A female cultivator in yellow robes, with a flying sword on her feet and a formation disk in her hand, blocked her escape route.
“I’ve been plotted!”
Wang Chan’s heart skipped a beat, thinking something was wrong.
At this moment, wisps of blue light flashed through.
Wang Chan looked up and saw a dim light surging in Wang Lin's eyes.
"Whoops!"
The divine light of the scolding eyes was used with all its strength, and the light flashed away and disappeared into Wang Chan's eyebrows in an instant.
The scolding light entered his mind, and his body instantly froze on the spot.
The vampires around him also stopped attacking, suspended in mid-air, and stayed in place.
Wang Lin flicked his wrist, and the Fire Dragon Sword cut through the void and struck straight at Wang Chan.
"Stab!"
The spirit sword cut through the skin, and bright red blood dripped from Wang Chan's eyebrows.
And just when the spirit sword was about to chop his head into pieces, a bloody jade suddenly appeared on his neck.
The jade condensed and formed, quickly forming a thick blood-colored light curtain on its surface.
Resist the spirit sword.
"Dingle bell!"
After a clear sound, Wang Chan woke up immediately.
When he saw the bloody light curtain in front of him, he broke out in cold sweat.
“I almost died just now!”
If it weren’t for the body-protecting jade given by Yuanying’s father, Wang Chan would already be a corpse at this moment.
After all, Tian Buque is the son of the sect leader.
In other worlds of cultivating immortals, the cultivation level of the sect leader is naturally the highest. However, in the mortal world, most of the sect leaders are foundation-building and elixir-forming monks. They will only deal with it if there is no possibility of further improvement in cultivation level. Worldly things.
(End of this chapter)