Caifeng's body made a muffled "puff" sound, and suddenly turned into little auras like a dreamy bubble, then collapsed and disappeared out of thin air.
Only a small piece of blood fell straight from the spiritual light, and in the blink of an eye it disappeared into the body of the girl below.
‘The wait is finally here, this is the only chance! A chance to get the blood of Tianfeng! ’ Seeing this scene, Yang Qian narrowed his eyes, and an inexplicable light flashed in his eyes. There seemed to be deep expectations and plans hidden in the light.
Ye Ying's body shook violently, and she slowly opened her eyes, but her eyes were full of horror and disbelief, as if she had seen the most incredible thing in the world.
"The blood of Tianfeng, most of my true spirit blood was sucked away by this sword." Ye Ying's voice was hoarse, with a hint of vibrato, and her face no longer had the calm look it had always had, replaced by a pale look. and fear.
"Young Master, there is no need to panic! The blood of Tianfeng is not so easy to take away. It is only temporarily trapped by this sword. Even if the man from the Long family uses his soul to control the blood of the true dragon and enters this sword, he wants to truly seize the melting It's impossible to succeed immediately with spiritual blood. As long as we capture this sword, we still have a chance to take it back, and maybe even seize the opponent's true dragon bloodline." After Ye Chu stopped spitting out the spiritual light, he said with a cold look. .
"Yes, I can still sense the existence of that part of the spiritual blood. The opponent has indeed not succeeded yet. Let's go up and seize the sword. Brother Yang, I know you are not an ordinary god-forming monk. This time, you just need to help me regain the spiritual blood. , I promise you that the Ye family will do whatever they can for you in the future in return." After Ye Ying heard Ye Chu's words, she finally regained her composure, thought for a moment, and then suddenly turned her head and promised Yang Qian. .
Ye Chu couldn't help but be startled when he heard the words, and glanced at Yang Qian silently, with a bit of searching in his eyes.
Yang Qian felt a little happy in his heart and secretly said that he had finally arrived, but he remained calm, his brows slightly furrowed, and there seemed to be a hint of hesitation on the surface.
"Fellow Taoist, don't think that the Long family will let you go alone. If we accidentally get destroyed, there is no way you can escape the other party's pursuit by yourself. Besides, you and I were clearly standing together just now. Even if we are lucky enough to escape, Arrive at someone Family, the Long family will never let you go easily in the future. Only under the protection of our Ye family can you be safe and sound." Ye Chu's eyes flashed, his face was expressionless, and his tone was cold, and there was something hidden in his words. A hint of threat.
"Fellow Taoist is absolutely right! Is there any other choice?" Yang Gan touched his chin and said with a look of helplessness on his face.
"Brother Yang, why do you say so reluctantly? There are so many monks in the human race who want to have a relationship with our Ye family." Ye Ying suddenly laughed softly, her laughter was clear and sweet, and then she swayed and turned into a ball of bright golden light rising into the sky. And rise.
And the woman Ye Chu also turned into a green rainbow and followed closely behind.
After the spiritual light circulated around the woman's body, her skin color turned green again. From a distance, she looked like a wood spirit, full of mysterious aura.
Yang Qian grinned slightly, and the corners of his mouth were raised at the right angle, revealing a meaningful smile. There seemed to be many deep meanings hidden in that smile.
Then, wrapped in a dense purple light, he flew towards the blood sword in the sky with great posture.
Speaking of which, Yang Qian was quite complimentary of his acting skills.
After all, only he himself knows all the plots in the original work. This is undoubtedly a dimensionality-reducing blow to others in this world.
Yang Qian can skillfully change his personality, language, and demeanor through the plot, so as to achieve the most ideal state.
At this moment, he couldn't help but feel secretly proud, and there was an imperceptible glint in his eyes.
'However, you still have to be careful. ’ Yang Qian calmly glanced at the Xu Lian monks of the Long Family in the distance, his vigilance undiminished at all, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes.
Moreover, he also paid a little attention to the changes in the weather.
Because the golden dragon and blood phoenix disappeared, the originally violent thunder and lightning, thick dark clouds, strange ice lotus, and blazing white flames all dissipated in the sky, revealing the extremely pure blue sky again.
If it weren't for the huge blood sword suspended in the sky that was so eye-catching, it would have been as if the thrilling battle had never happened, and everything would have seemed so calm and peaceful.
Moreover, Ye Ying and the two girls naturally knew in their hearts that the Long family would never let Yang Qian succeed so easily.
Sure enough, as soon as the three people were on the way, the spaces on both sides of the blood sword in the sky suddenly fluctuated together. Under the strong silver light, two middle-aged monks with similar faces appeared out of thin air.
Both of them were dressed in brocade robes with purple ribbons on their heads. Their expressions were cold and their eyes were looking at the three of them like lightning.
"Long Yu, Long Lin! It's you two!" Upon seeing the two people appearing so strangely, Ye Chu's beautiful eyes widened, his pupils shrank, and he immediately called out their names with a bit of surprise in his voice. and vigilance.
Not far away, Ye Ying's heart moved. The escaping light stopped more than a hundred feet away from the blood sword, and then quickly swept the two middle-aged monks with her spiritual thoughts. She couldn't help being shocked, and asked with a slightly opened mouth: "What? Sister Chu knows these two people."
"More than a thousand years ago, these two people and I were both in the early stage of virtual refining, and we met once at a gathering of the True Spirit Family. These two people are good at raising ghosts and exorcising them, and they are not ordinary monks. The Long family will They have been sent out, and it seems that they are sure to win the young master’s blood of Tianfeng.” Ye Chu’s face was as gloomy as water, and he said in a heavy tone.
"Raising ghosts and exorcising magic is indeed extremely difficult." After hearing this, Ye Ying's heart suddenly sank, as if a huge boulder was pressing down heavily.
Spells to raise ghosts and exorcise demons have always been mysterious and strange.
The ghosts driven and controlled by such spells are not only numerous in number, but also unpredictable and elusive.
Some of those ghosts have erratic shapes, like illusory shadows; some are so powerful that they can break mountains and rocks; some are good at confusing people's hearts and causing them to fall into illusions without knowing it.
Usually when monks of the same level fight with him, most of them are evenly matched.
Because during the battle, you not only have to deal with the attacks of the monks themselves, but also always be on guard against those elusive ghosts.
These ghosts either attack suddenly from the dark or besiege them in groups, making it difficult to guard against.
Even most monks of the same level will be at a disadvantage. If they are not careful, they may be taken advantage of by ghosts and fall into a place of eternal disaster.
"My brother originally thought that the undercover agent sent by the Ye family to the Mu clan was an expert. It turned out to be Fairy Chu. When the fairy was at the height of her fame, she suddenly disappeared, and my brother already felt a little strange. Now fellow Taoist He has actually reached the realm of Void Refining, which shows that the fairy must have another romantic relationship in the Wood Clan." After the two of them glanced at Ye Chu, one of them said with a smile.
The other person closed his lips tightly and said nothing, but his face was full of evil looks.
"It took only a thousand years for the two fellow Taoists to reach the middle stage of Void Refining. It's not unpleasant to say the same. But this time you are too brave to attack our young master." Ye Chu raised his eyebrows, with a sharp look on his face. Said unceremoniously.
"Haha, my young master is about to be finished. He has the true blood of both dragon and phoenix, and the combined state is just around the corner. What's the use of saying these words anymore." The middle-aged man who spoke proudly raised his head and laughed, with an extremely arrogant expression. .
"Did you sell that Yin and Yang book to me on purpose? Otherwise, even with the Blood Crystal Maha Sword, how could the blood of Tianfeng be separated so easily?" A cold light flashed in Ye Ying's eyes. Her pretty face was full of coldness, and she suddenly asked sharply at the two of them.
Upon hearing this, the two Long family monks looked at each other, but then one of them laughed: "Stop talking nonsense! There are two brothers here. Don't even think about disturbing my young master." These two people I didn't want to answer this question at all, looking indifferent. "Young Master, take action. There's no point in talking anymore." Ye Chu said with a cold snort, his expression full of determination.
Immediately, there was a flash of green light on her body, and circles of green light rippled from her body like water waves. The shadows of trees and flowers were looming inside, as if there was a mysterious little world.
The woman made a quick gesture with her hands, her movements skillful and neat.
The green light instantly shot up into the sky, like a turbulent green wave, and headed towards the two men on the opposite side.
Seeing this situation, the two Long family members shook their sleeves and robes almost at the same time, and their movements were uniform.
"Well done!"
One sacrificed a crimson ancient book, which exuded a strange light; the other sacrificed a dark scroll, which exuded a gloomy atmosphere.
One person raised one hand and looked solemnly at the blood book.
The page of the blood book was quickly turned over, and countless blood runes emerged like a tide, and then turned into red demonic shadows.
These demonic figures had ferocious faces, opened their mouths in the air, and jets of blood spurted out, hitting the green light under the cover like sharp arrows.
Another middle-aged monk had a spell in his heart, his expression focused and nervous.
The dark scroll slowly opened, with mist rising above it, and a black wind roared out, making a piercing scream, and swept straight towards the blue light.
Blood, light and black wind intertwined together, like two ferocious dragons fighting each other.
He blocked the green light that was coming down from the air fiercely, and the light between the two exploded in all directions, and the sound of rumbling was endless, as if the sky was falling apart.
Seeing this, Ye Ying's face darkened, as if covered with frost.
Turning his hands over, a golden sword appeared in one hand. The golden sword was shining with dazzling light, as if it could cut off everything in the world. A ring appeared in the other hand, which was emerald green and exuded a cold aura.
"Go!" Ye Yingjiao said, the voice was clear and sweet but full of majesty.
I saw her two slender hands as white as jade gracefully waved, and her bright wrists turned lightly, as if they were dancing.
At this moment, Ye Ying has a graceful figure, with a slender waist that cannot be easily grasped. Her dress is fluttering in the wind, making her even more graceful.
Her delicate face is full of determination and courage, and her beautiful eyes are shining with light.
As Ye Yingyu waved her hand, two treasures flew into the air towards the opposite side at the same time.
With a flash of the golden sword, a bright sword light of more than ten feet in length suddenly bloomed, like a golden lightning, and went straight towards the blood sword with a fierce momentum.
Another emerald green ring made a clear sound, with a clear and melodious sound. The ring instantly turned into a huge green phantom. The phantom was like a dream, with a powerful aura, and rushed towards the Blood Sword Sheath with the same force.
This graceful gesture made Yang Qian behind him touch his chin and raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Don't even think about it!" When a monk from the Long family saw Ye Ying's move, he shouted angrily, with a sound like a bell.
Immediately, he slapped a white jade pendant on his waist with one hand.
This object instantly turned into a white light, rising into the sky like a shooting star, and then turned into a layer of white light curtain, tightly covering the blood sword under it.
Suddenly, the sword light and the phantom hit the light screen hard, and two loud noises were heard in an instant, which was deafening. The white light curtain shook violently, like tissue paper in a strong wind, and countless runes floated out from it. The light flickered, but it actually took the blow from the two treasures.
"Humph!" Ye Ying's expression changed slightly, her pretty face covered with frost.
Without saying a word, she raised one hand, flicked her jade finger, and fired a magic spell on the golden dagger. At the same time, she muttered something in her mouth, speaking very fast, with a low and mysterious voice.
The short sword shined brightly and dazzlingly, and slashed towards the white light curtain again. The blow seemed light and effortless, but a huge blade of light that was extremely thick and over a hundred feet long suddenly appeared above the light barrier.
The light of the sword was like a blade holding up the sky, exuding endless coercion, as if it was about to split the world into two and slowly chop it down.
Before the blade actually fell, the air nearby shook violently, and a harsh buzzing sound was heard, like the cry of ghosts, which was frightening.
Anyone can see that if the light of this sword cuts down firmly, no matter how miraculous the white light curtain is, it will never be able to withstand it.
At this moment, another Long family monk let out a cold snort, his voice full of harshness. He suddenly tore off his robe, revealing his terrifying body.
On this seemingly ordinary half body, there were actually seven or eight fist-sized red ghost heads biting various parts of his upper body at the same time, and they were squirming slightly.
"The art of raising ghosts?" Yang Gan murmured to himself, with a strange look on his face that looked like a smile but not a smile.
However, they saw a scream coming out of the monk's mouth, and the three ghost heads on his body suddenly let go of his mouth, and then they all disappeared out of thin air with a shudder.
The next moment, above the white light curtain, three groups of Yin Qi burst out.
In the black air as dark as ink, three red-haired red ghosts five to six feet tall appeared strangely.
The three evil ghosts looked at the huge sword light in the sky, and suddenly two of them rolled and turned into two long red swords, and were grabbed by the evil ghost in the middle. (End of chapter)