Chapter 201 The formation was broken, a shocking change!
Fortunately, this is not the worst case scenario, there is also a level seven Suan Ni beast.
With this thought in his mind, Yang Qian's movements in his hand did not stop at all. He put away the Yimu Zhenglei Sword in his hand, then turned his hand and revealed a black porcelain bottle the size of a fist.
It's the "soul-captivating bottle"!
Holding the black porcelain bottle in one hand, Yang Qian gently floated down and landed right next to the body of the sixth-level Suanni beast.
A cold light flashed in his eyes as he glanced at the Suan Ni beast's head. Yang Gan stretched out a finger without hesitation and muttered something.
A white light began to shine at the fingertips, and amidst the sound of the incantation, the white light gradually became dazzling.
Suddenly Yang Gan snorted coldly, and several slender white threads shot out from the white light at his fingertips, and they were inserted into the Suan Ni beast's head.
Then his fingers trembled slightly, and a ball of green light the size of a fist was trapped by a few white lines. It was pulled out from the Suanni beast's head and pulled towards the "soul-capturing bottle" in Yang Gan's hand.
There was a hint of a Suan Ni beast in the green light. It seemed to know that something was wrong. It struggled and swayed halfway, but to no avail, it slowly pulled over.
When it was a few feet away from the "Soul-Taking Bottle", the green light group was covered by a piece of black light that automatically shot out from the porcelain bottle, and then was sucked into it with a "swish" sound.
Seeing this scene, Yang Gan showed a smile on his face.
He took a few steps forward, and after rummaging through the floating body of the Suan Ni beast for a while, he pulled out an earthy yellow ball.
Compared with the fifth-level demon elixir, the inner elixir of this sixth-level demonic beast is not only larger, but also becomes translucent and radiates faint light, making it look unusually beautiful.
After looking at it for a few times, Yang Gan put the inner elixir into his storage bag, and then looked at the body of the Suanni beast, as if he thought of something.
Suddenly he raised one hand, and two golden lights passed by.
The two huge Suan Ni beast claws were cut off neatly. Yang Gan waved his hand without hesitation, and the two claws were put away together.
Then a thunderball flew out, turning the remaining remains of the Suan Ni beast into ashes.
Frowning and thinking for a moment, Yang Qian looked at the place where the scar-faced man and others were. Suddenly, it turned into a purple rainbow, shot out, and created an astonishing wave on the sea.
However, they only flew more than a hundred feet. When the scar-faced man and others entered the range of Yang Gan's consciousness, Yang Gan couldn't help but be surprised.
"In a short period of time, the 'Net Sealing Formation' was broken! What's going on?" Yang Gan's face was slightly condensed. As he glanced with his consciousness, the scar-faced man and others were busy controlling the formation. Flag, tit for tat with the seventh-level Suan Ni beast.
To be precise, several of them were at a disadvantage.
Even just now, two more disciples in the foundation-building stage died under the sharp claws of the seventh-level suanni beast, and their blood and corpses were scattered on the sea.
As for the scar-faced man, the white-haired old man, and the rosy-faced middle-aged monk named Wen, the three of them were not in danger of their lives due to their cultivation in the alchemy stage and a few magic weapons.
After a few more breaths, Yang Qian's purple rainbow suddenly entered the consciousness of the scar-faced man.
The middle-aged monk named Wen's face changed, and his already red cheeks turned as red as blood. He dodged the attack of the seventh-level Suan Ni beast and subconsciously looked at each other with the scarred man and the white-haired old man.
The scar-faced man controlled a small hammer with a faint black light, and barely managed to repel the huge figure of the seventh-level Suan Ni beast. He shouted loudly in an instant:
"Fellow Daoist Yang, the situation is urgent. I hope you can help me quickly."
Poof!
The seventh-level Suan Ni beast roared up to the sky, tearing the last foundation-building monk in half with one claw. Red blood splashed in the air, forming bloody trails. The Suanni beast's claws scratched through the air, making a creepy sound. The air was filled with the smell of blood, which was nauseating. On the sea surface below, sporadic blood gradually drifted away.
The next moment, Yang Qian had appeared on the battlefield, with the "Fire Demon Sword" in one hand and the "Green Brilliance Sword" in the other. With two clanging metal collision sounds, he blocked the sharp giant claws of the seventh-level suanni beast, and then borrowed He made a somersault and retreated to the scarred man and others.
"Fellow Daoist Yun, how come the 'Luowang Sealing Formation' was broken so quickly?" Yang Gan asked the scar-faced man with confusion while he was casting the spell.
"Ahem, this was indeed my mistake." The scarred man showed a trace of guilt on his ferocious face, "I really didn't expect that it would be so difficult and dangerous to use that secret technique to trap a level seven Suanni beast. This beast is probably the pinnacle among the seventh-level monsters.”
The seventh-level Suanni beast, like a huge lion, stood in front of Yang Gan and the others with its feet in the void. Its body was majestic and powerful, its scales were as hard as steel, and it exuded a cold light.
The eyes of the Suanni beast flashed with cruel blood, and it looked coldly at the only four Yang Gans left in the air. It opened its bloody mouth and roared at Yang Gan and the others. The sound was like thunder, shocking several people. Qi and blood surged.
However, they did not rush over again, maybe because they were afraid of the combined strength of the other four.
"What a strong aura!" Yang Qian was also slightly surprised. This kind of aura is probably already at the peak of the eighth-level transformed monster. In a few years, he may have to advance to the next level.
"Fellow Daoist Yang, the situation is critical this time. We must work together to kill this beast." The white-haired old man held an antique green lantern in his hand and said to Yang Qian while panting slightly.
Among the few people, he has the lowest cultivation level. Even with the help of his own magic weapon, he is still in danger in the face of such a fierce battle.
"That's true. As long as we and the four of us act steadily and kill a level seven Suan Ni beast, there should be no danger." The middle-aged monk surnamed Wen, whose face was as red as blood, said this, and his condition seemed to be worse than the white-haired one. The old man is better.
He glanced at Yang Qian, narrowed his eyes slightly and asked:
"Fellow Daoist Yang, could it be that the sixth-level Suan Ni beast has been killed by you?"
When Yang Gan heard this, he did not answer immediately. Instead, he pondered for a moment, seeming to be thinking about something.
The middle-aged monk named Wen was furious when he saw this. He was about to continue saying something when he suddenly froze and his face turned pale.
The three people including Yang Gan, the scarred man, and the white-haired old man also froze, their pupils shrank suddenly, and they all looked at the sea in the distance.
The next moment.
A terrifying breath came from the bottom of the sea, and a chill penetrated people's bones. Yang Qian and others felt as if their souls were frozen.
The sea was rough and huge waves were rolling, as if some terrifying beast was about to break out of the water.
Suddenly, a shocking roar sounded, the sound was louder than thunder, and it made everyone's eardrums hurt.
"What?!"
The next moment, a huge shadow appeared above the sea, weighing down the sky like a hill.
(End of chapter)