Just as Li Mu and Feng Wuhen were recovering their mana and discussing countermeasures, whether to assist Chen Daojun or Feng Daojun first, the battlefield in the distance suddenly changed.
The death of Xue Wei suddenly alarmed You Yuan and Luo Yan.
The two of them reached a certain tacit understanding and used secret techniques to escape.
I saw You Yuan's figure swaying, and black dragon scales appeared all over his body. Accompanied by bursts of deep dragon roars, his body seemed to merge with the undercurrent in the void, turning into a twisted black shadow. , the speed is astonishingly fast, covering tens of thousands of miles almost in the blink of an eye.
The secret escape technique performed by You Yuan is the unique talent of the Demon Dragon Clan. Combined with his own Mahayana cultivation, he created a supreme escape technique - Dark Abyss Dragon Shadow Escape. Even the powerful Mahayana Taoist masters can hardly catch his whereabouts.
As for Luo Yan, as the Taoist Lord of the ghost tribe, he used his special skill - "Ghost Shadow Clone Technique". The entire battlefield was suddenly shrouded in a strange ghostly aura, and his body instantly split into several pieces. There are thousands of ghosts, and each ghost has a similar aura, making it difficult to distinguish the authenticity. These ghost clones are not only extremely fast, but also have certain combat capabilities. They either attack, confuse, or cover. They are Luo Yan's Escape bought precious time.
“I want to escape!”
Seeing this, Chen Qingxuan’s eyes flashed with a cold light, he snorted coldly, and his figure instantly rose up, like a sword immortal coming to earth, throwing the Geng Jin Dao sword in his hand. When he came out, his whole body merged with the Gengjin Dao Sword, and the sword light poured out like the Milky Way. With its indestructible sharpness and majestic sword energy, it chased You Yuan in the direction of his escape.
Chen Qingxuan relied on his profound understanding of swordsmanship to carve out a path of pursuit in the space fluctuations left by You Yuan's "Dark Abyss Dragon Shadow Escape".
On the other side, looking at Luo Yan’s overwhelming ghost clones, Feng Yiqing was not to be outdone.
Feng Yi and the Qingyuan Dao Sword turned into a blue torrent, cutting through the ghost clones one after another, and then pursued Luo Yan's true body, chasing thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye.
Two Mahayana sword cultivators, one uses the power of Gengjin to cut through the void; the other uses the spirit of the blue kite to control the wind and thunder. Each uses their unique skills to pursue them, vowing to kill the two demons. The Lord of the Abyss killed them all.
Seeing this, Feng Wuhen in the distance signaled to Li Mu, wielded the Qinghong Taoist Sword, and pursued the sword first.
Li Mu quickly collected the Taoist weapon - Wanjian Mountain, the array weapon - Nine Star Formation Tablet, Zixiao Formation Diagram, and used the time and space escape technique with Xiaobai who had just recovered, and followed closely behind.
This battle concerning the safety of the spiritual world has reached its most critical moment.
Li Mu's figure flashed, leaving a series of afterimages in the void, and then disappeared. The next moment, the distance between him and Feng Wuhen quickly shortened. The two of them moved forward and backward, sword light and escape light Complement each other.
Just as the two were chasing after each other, a fierce collision of spiritual energy suddenly came from the front. Apparently, Feng Yi had encountered the true form of Luo Yan, the Taoist Lord of the Ghost Tribe.
Not long after, the two of them chased each other to the battlefield. At this moment, Luo Yan had consumed a lot of his original power, and his ghost clone technique seemed to be beyond his capabilities. His real body was even more weak, and he was obviously at the end of his strength.
Feng Yi wields the Qingyuan Dao Sword. The sword contains the power of wind and thunder. Accompanied by the sound of heaven and earth, the sword never leaves Luo Yan's vitals.
Luo Yan dodged one after another and did not fight with him. At the same time, he did not hesitate to burn his soul and used forbidden methods just to escape.
"Thousands of souls are burning, the ghost king is devouring souls, it appears!"
Luo Yan roared in pain, his cultivation aura dropped suddenly, the ghost bloodline in his body was forcibly awakened, and an ancient and powerful force emerged from his body. Spit gushed out from his body.
The next moment, the entire star field was shrouded in a thick layer of ghost mist. Countless dark ghost shadows emerged from Luo Yan's body and quickly condensed into hundreds of thousands of ghost kings. Their eyes were red. With a shrill roar from their mouths, they actually began to devour each other. After each ghost king devoured the same kind, its body would expand a bit, and its momentum would also increase dramatically.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thousands of ghost kings were reduced to a few thousand, and the surviving ghost kings' army had solid souls and was as huge as a hill, exuding a terrifying and terrifying pressure. They no longer devour disorderly, but seem to follow some ancient law and attack Feng Yi in an organized manner, creating more opportunities for Luo Yan to escape.
Facing the sudden army of ghost kings, Feng Yi showed no fear in his eyes, but instead ignited a more fervent fighting spirit. At the same time, part of his attention fell on Luo Yan.
Luo Yan paid a huge price just for this moment. His figure was twisted and almost turned into nothingness, leaving only a vague ghost shadow. With the help of the cover of the Ghost King's army, he tried to escape again.
How could Feng Yi let him succeed so easily? Qingyuan Dao sword trembled slightly, and his whole body turned into a wisp of wind on his neck, arriving in an instant.
"Wind Spirit Sword Domain, Wind and Thunder Slash!"
As Feng Yi shouted, the sword energy was like a dragon soaring for nine days, with destructive power, and a blast containing the power of wind and thunder! The sword energy cut through the sky, forcibly opening a channel in the ghost king's army, and accurately locked on Luo Yan's figure.
However, Luo Yan had already sensed it, and his body twisted again, retreating into the ghost mist, blending into the surrounding darkness, making it difficult for Feng Yi's sword energy to capture its exact location for a while. .
"Go to hell!"
Before he finished speaking, Luo Yan's figure suddenly appeared on the left side of Feng Yi. At some point, there was a dark ghost flag in his hand, with silk threads wrapped around it. The power of the ghost is obviously an extremely evil magic weapon.
Luo Yan suddenly waved the ghost flag, and immediately, endless ghosts poured out from the flag, joined the ghost king's army, and formed an airtight black giant net, completely swallowing Feng Yi.
"Wind Spirit Sword Territory, nine days of thunder!" Feng Yi shouted, and with a show of his sword power, it turned into a giant green phoenix, soaring in the giant black net.
The green phoenix transformed from the Qingyuan Taoist Sword spreads its wings thousands of feet, and its whole body shines with the light of wind and thunder. Carrying the sharp sword energy, it quickly shuttles between the ghosts and the army of the ghost king. Every time it flaps its wings, it is accompanied by With the deafening thunder and howling wind, it obliterated the ghosts passing by.
Feng Yi's mind was completely integrated with Qingyuan Taoist Sword, and his murderous intention reached an unprecedented height at this moment. Hundreds, thousands, batches, ghosts, and ghost kings became the dead souls under his sword.
However, Luo Yan had already taken advantage of this brief chaos to perform the most secret escape technique - "Netherworld Escape". Under the cover of the giant black net, his body seemed to have turned into nothingness, leaving only A string of faint ghost energy fluctuations quickly escaped into the depths of the star field.
At the critical moment, a sharp sword light pierced the sky from the other end of the star field, as shocking as the impact of a comet.
“I want to run! Get out of here!”
Feng Wuhen’s voice was as cold as ice, and he drove the Qinghong Dao Sword in an instant, drawing a perfect arc in the void. , spanning a distance of thousands of miles, directly cutting off Luo Yan's retreat. The sudden appearance of Feng Wuhen made Luo Yan's heart sink suddenly, and he was forced to flee to where he was.
I thought I could find a chance of survival by using the cover of Ghost Banner and the Ghost King's army, plus the escape technique of "Netherworld Shadow Escape", but I never expected that Feng Wuhen could track it here so quickly.
Facing Feng Wuhen's fierce sword intent, Luo Yan knew that he could no longer escape safely, not to mention that at this moment, he had consumed a lot of money in the previous battle, his source was almost exhausted, and his cultivation level was greatly damaged.
However, the Mahayana Territory Lord's pride and survival instinct made Luo Yan unwilling to give up. Ghost energy surged, and he decided to make a final struggle.
Luo Yan glanced decisively at the Ten Thousand Ghost Banners that had accompanied him in the war for nearly ten thousand years. He quickly formed seals with his hands and tried his best to stimulate the magic power of the Mahayana ghost clan, injecting a more violent force than before into it.
"Ten thousand ghosts burn their souls, bury the immortals!"
Luo Yan's voice echoed in the empty world, with a sense of determination and solemnity. As his words fell, the trillions of people who were originally sleeping on the ghost flags The ghosts were awakened in an instant, and they either wailed or roared, as if they felt the impending fate.
On the surface of the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags, ghost energy lingered, gradually condensing into a dark vortex. In the center of the vortex, there was a faint light flickering, which was the unwilling anger and resentment of countless dead souls. Luo Yan's eyes were scarlet, and this blow would It is his last trump card and his only hope of escape.
"Feng Wuhen, today I will sacrifice these ten thousand ghost flags to make you die a bad death and your soul will perish!" Luo Yan roared loudly, and all his magic power was poured into ten thousand ghost flags without reservation at this moment. Ghost banner.
Wangui Banner couldn't bear this huge power and began to scream, but then the screams were replaced by more violent roars.
"Boom!"
With a loud noise that shook the earth, Wangui Banner suddenly self-destructed under Luo Yan's control.
In an instant, the sky and the earth changed color, dark clouds gathered, and strong winds rose. Countless resentful ghosts broke free from the Ten Thousand Ghost Flags. They were no longer the bound forms before, but turned into real entities. , with overwhelming resentment and strength, rushed towards Feng Wuhen.
Seeing this, Feng Wuhen's expression changed drastically. He did not expect that Luo Yan would be so decisive and willing to explode his life weapon.
Feng Wuhen retreated violently, and the Qinghong Dao Sword turned into thousands of sword shadows in his hands, like the Milky Way pouring down, constantly resisting the overwhelming torrent of ghostly shadows.
The power generated by the self-destruction of Wangui Banner is beyond imagination, and every ghost shadow contains extremely strong demonic properties. Even for a strong man like him, Feng Wuhen has to go all out, lest they penetrate everywhere and invade his soul. , thus becoming infected with inner demons.
Seeing that Feng Wuhen had been successfully entangled, Luo Yan breathed a sigh of relief. While feeling sad for his natal weapon, he took the opportunity to seize this fleeting opportunity and disappeared instantly. A slight crack in space was left behind, proving his past existence.
As the cracks in space quickly closed, it was as if no one had ever escaped. Even Feng Wuhen's keen perception was unable to capture Luo Yan's exact location for a while.
Just when Feng Wuhen and Feng Yi thought that Luo Yan had escaped, he became furious and vented his anger on the ghost. His figure was like a bereaved dog, and he fled back in terror.
Feng Wuhen was overjoyed, while Feng Yi was stunned.
I saw that Luo Yan was chased by a small figure, with nowhere to go to the sky and nowhere to go to the ground. That small figure was Li Mu's imperial insect.
"What is that? Elder Li's insect control? Why is he so afraid of an insect?" Feng Yi noticed Feng Wuhen's expression. He obviously knew the situation and immediately asked with concern.
At this time, Li Mu's figure had appeared and was rushing towards them. Feng Yi suddenly realized that Luo Yan was chased by his insect and had nowhere to hide. However, why did the majestic Mahayana Taoist do this? Afraid of a seventh-level spiritual insect? It was like meeting a natural enemy, and the reason for this was puzzling to him.
"Elder Li's insect is not an ordinary thing. It is a soul-eating butterfly insect that feeds on the soul. It was refined into a gu spirit by Elder Li. Now it has survived the True Spirit Thunder Tribulation. It is no small matter. ! I don’t know the specific reason, you should ask Elder Li yourself!" Feng Wuhen explained with a smile, and then looked in a certain direction.
The next moment, Li Mu's figure flashed, revealing his figure, and then quickly flew to Feng Wuhen and Feng Yi.
"Feng Daojun, this insect was obtained by me in my early years. It has the ability to eat souls, but its combat power is weak. It has been pampered and pampered for hundreds of years. The reason why it has the effect it has today is related to the fact that the other party is from the Demon Abyss Ghost Clan. Although it is a Mahayana Taoist Lord, , but it just happened to be restrained by Xiaobai." Li Mu smiled slightly and explained to Feng Yi humbly.
"That's right! I don't think this insect's ability is like this!" Feng Yi smiled and said nothing, with all his consciousness on the scene. The scene of Xiao Bai chasing Luo Yan was extremely cruel.
A Gu insect is the size of a palm, but it possesses terrifying soul control power. Its body is extremely hard, and its speed is not inferior to that of high-level demon birds. Even if it is not a ghost clan, with a soul body, when encountering such a peerless evil insect, it would be difficult to imagine Escape is as difficult as climbing to the sky.
I saw Xiaobai flexibly shuttle in the air, waving its wings as thin as cicada wings, turning into a stream of light, accompanied by a trembling wave of soul, which was the spread of its unique soul-eating domain. It's mind-blowing.
Even though Feng Yi has achieved astonishing cultivation and the soul of the Mahayana monk is eternal, he is still frightened by its soul-eating power. This shows how ferocious it is.
Although Luo Yan is a Mahayana Taoist with profound cultivation, he seems so powerless in the face of Xiaobai's almost invincible soul-eating ability. He constantly uses escape techniques to try to get rid of this fatal pursuit, but Xiaobai's speed is always She was one step ahead of him before he changed positions, as if he could discern opportunities and predict his course of action.
Luo Yan was chased with nowhere to escape. At the same time, a large amount of soul power poured out of his body and poured into Xiao Bai's mouth.
At this moment, Xiaobai seemed to be enjoying a chasing game. His whole body was full of fluorescence, and his pair of black eyes were shining with greed and excitement. He chased calmly, declaring his interest in this hunt. Absolute control.
"Elder Li is too modest. Xiaobai has so easily pushed the Mahayana Taoist into a desperate situation. How can his strength be understated with the word 'spoiled'? Not to mention, it can actually restrain the Demon Abyss Ghost Clan. Strange and powerful existence, such strange insects are really rare!" Feng Wuhen joked with a smile, expressing his sincere admiration for Li Mu's hiding ability.
Not to mention Xiao Bai, the number of high-level thunder talismans he used this time was enough to make any Mahayana monk raise his eyebrows. Li Mu’s cultivation and methods left a deep impression on him. .
The three of them were chatting and laughing, watching Xiaobai constantly chasing Luo Yan, gradually forcing him into a desperate situation, and finally being swallowed up by him. It was a pity that the majestic Mahayana Taoist ended up like this.
With Luo Yan's death, the tension in the air gradually dissipated, replaced by a faint sense of relief.
Xiao Bai burped several times, his belly was bulging as if it had been stretched to pieces, he flew into Li Mu's arms, drooped his head, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep. (End of this chapter)