Chapter 86: Feng Lei’s true identity is revealed for the first time!
With a "bang" sound, the wind and thunder beads exploded before they even got close.
A series of blue-purple wind blades flew out from the wind and thunder beads.
They were densely packed and slashed towards Yu Huan.
Yu Huan's eyes narrowed, never expecting that Yan Yun was so fast that he actually blocked his retreat.
"Damn it!"
Yu Huan cursed angrily and brushed the storage bag with his right hand.
As a pink stream of light flashed, a pink bead appeared in his hand.
Yu Huan spent a lot of money to buy the peach blossom pearl.
A top-notch magic weapon forged from magic weapon fragments.
Although it falls under the category of magic weapon, it also has some magic power.
Spiritual energy poured into the peach blossom bead.
In an instant, the pink peach blossom miasma completely enveloped the body.
"Click, click!"
The wind blades fell one after another, leaving several cracks on the Peach Blossom Miasma in an instant.
Yu Huan's face condensed slightly, and the spiritual power in his body continued to pour into the peach blossom bead.
Pink light continued to pour out of it.
Under the shining light, the peach blossom miasma that appeared on the outside of the body recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"In that case, let me see how many of my spells you can resist?"
Yan Yun's eyes suddenly turned murderous, and he waved his sleeves lightly.
Three green-purple wind blades gathered in front of him, whipping up bursts of blood mist and flying towards Yu Huan.
Yan Yun continued to move, raised his right hand, and a blue-purple wind and thunder bead condensed in the palm of his hand.
With a flick of his wrist, he ran towards Yu Huan.
Yan Yun's whole body swayed slightly, turned into a straight line, and was instantly submerged in the blood mist.
Yan Yun disappeared for a while, Yu Huan was shocked, and quickly poured all his spiritual power into the peach blossom bead.
The originally pink peach blossom miasma became more and more dazzling.
Looking carefully, it seems that there are pink peach blossoms flying in the miasma.
"Bang bang bang!"
Three purple-green wind blades crashed down, and the peach blossoms in the peach blossom light curtain exploded.
A shallow crack appeared on it.
Before Yu Huan could use his spiritual power to repair the peach blossom miasma, a blue-purple wind and thunder bead had already fallen.
It happened to fall on the crack.
"Boom!"
The wind and thunder beads exploded, and the peach blossom miasma covering Yu Huan's body shattered.
A white figure flashed past, and then a sharp wind blade slashed across Yu Huan's neck.
The bright red blood kept slipping from its white body.
His body was trembling slightly, and his eyes were full of unwillingness.
But the powerless body has already told the result.
Yan Yun touched his body with his right hand and put a pink storage bag into his arms.
And then Yu Huan died.
The bloody corpse in the distance was even more helpless and limp on the ground.
Nangong Wan waved her wrist, and bursts of buzzing sounds came from the Suzaku Ring.
Seeing that he was about to kill him, Yan Yun frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "Uncle Nangong, why don't you stay, maybe it will be useful!"
After listening to Yan Yun's words, Nangong Wan glanced at Yan Yun, with a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes.
But he still stretched out his jade hand, and the Suzaku ring in mid-air shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He quickly wrapped it around his wrist.
Yan Yun was not polite and stepped forward directly to put it into the storage bag.
It's not that Yan Yun had any strange ideas about leaving behind this beautiful corpse.
But I feel that if it can absorb such evil energy, it can also absorb spiritual power.
The key to the cultivation of one's own Yin Yang Ru Jade Jue is pure spiritual things.
What I chose before was the spiritual eye thing, so as to quickly improve my cultivation level.
After tasting the sweetness, Yan Yun naturally despised normal cultivation.
Spiritual eye objects are extremely rare. With Yan Yun's worth, it is difficult to obtain a large number of spiritual eye objects.
Therefore, Yan Yun searched for other pure spiritual objects early.
And this beautiful corpse can absorb evil spirits, and naturally it can also absorb spiritual power.
If you can use it to swallow spiritual stones, elixirs, and monster inner elixirs.
Let the spiritual power gather in his body.
Maybe it can be made artificially, a pure spiritual thing like the Fountain of Spiritual Eyes.
In addition, he masters the method of external incarnation and the condensation of the second Yuanying.
Even if it cannot be used as a spiritual eye object, it can still be used as a puppet.
As for the external incarnation, the risks are quite high.
Thinking of Han Li who almost turned himself green in the original work, Yan Yun felt extremely cold.
I couldn't help but shudder.
"Let's go!"
Nangong Wan whispered to Yan Yun: "I wonder what happened to the seven disciples of the Tiansha Sect of the Ghost Spirit Sect now?"
"Let's go over quickly and take a look, don't let them slip away!"
Yan Yun quickly followed, and the two of them arrived at a bluestone square soon.
In the distance, the sounds of fierce fighting between the Tiansha Sect and the Ghost Spirit Sect continued to be heard.
Yan Yun glanced at Nangong Wan beside him, and while waiting quietly, he dropped his consciousness into Yu Huan's storage bag.
After briefly scanning the storage bag, a blood-red spiritual fruit caught Yan Yun's attention.
"I have three Blood Evil Spirit Fruits, and Nangong Wan has one!"
"You can get four treasures."
Thinking of this, Yan Yun showed a smile on his lips, but he didn't expect it before leaving Tiannan.
To be able to get such an opportunity is really an unexpected surprise.
"Ge Li, how dare you kill me!"
At this moment, there was a scream, and the sound of fighting in the distance stopped.
Nangong Wan Yanyun looked at each other with a smile in their eyes.
Yan Yun turned into a black straight line and disappeared instantly.
As bones appeared in the center of the Bluestone Square, the ground was filled with bloodshot bones. Only Ge Li survived.
But it also looks extremely miserable.
His whole body was covered with scars left by bandages, his aura was very weak, and in his hand was a scarlet spiritual fruit.
Apparently it came from the man covered in white bandages from the Tiansha Sect.
Looking at the sudden appearance of Yan Yunnan Gong Wan, his expression suddenly changed.
Especially the aura exuding from Nangong Wan's body, I couldn't help but exclaim:
"Elixir-forming monk!"
Then it turned into a bloody shadow and fled into the distance.
But although its speed is fast, it is not as good as Nangong Wan's Suzaku Ring.
Only a scarlet red Suzaku ring appeared in front of Ge Li in an instant.
"Stab" sound.
Ge Li's body split into two instantly.
Nangong Wan fluttered down and held the vermilion Blood Evil Spirit Fruit in his hand.
Staring at the spirit fruit in her hand, a smile flashed in Nangong Wan's eyes.
"Now only the people from Qianhuan Sect are left!"
This trip entered the invisible secret realm, where we encountered the Ghost Spirit Sect, the Demon Flame Sect, the Hehuan Sect, the Yuling Sect, and the Tiansha Sect.
But not one of the mysterious Qian Huan Sect disciples was seen.
"It seems that the Qianhuan Sect has a big plan!"
Nangong Wan looked at Yan Yun and whispered: "You and I should be more careful next time!"
Yan Yun nodded and chuckled: "Thank you, Master Nangong, for your concern. I have a sense of propriety!"
Nangong Wan waved her sleeves lightly, turning into a white shadow and flying towards the distance.
Yan Yun followed closely behind, and the two of them arrived in front of a palace made entirely of jade, which took half a cup of tea.
A layer of green light curtain completely enveloped the entire Jade Palace.
No matter how powerful the blood mist outside is, it still can't get any closer.
"So it seems that the jadeite in our hands comes from here?"
The corner of Yan Yun's eyes glanced at the jade beads not far away, which had several sword marks on them.
Apparently the jadeite was torn off from here.
Yan and Yun did not enter rashly, but patted the storage bag with their right hands.
Several lizard puppets flew out of the storage bag, growing in the wind.
In the blink of an eye, it grew to the size of a person, turned into several light brown shadows, and escaped into the green light shield.
"Buzzing"
The lizard puppet stepped into the light barrier without any damage at all.
Looking at the scene in front of them, Nangong Wan Yanyun looked at each other and stepped into it one after another.
The Jade Palace is very huge, hundreds of feet long and wide.
A faint emerald green mist lingers above the palace, as if it is entangled with rich spiritual power.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun's consciousness surged and he began to investigate carefully.
But with Yan Yun's current cultivation level, he couldn't detect any abnormalities.
Soon, Yan Yun looked at Nangong Wan.
After all, Nangong Wan's cultivation is at the core formation stage, so he will naturally find out more than Yan Yuntan.
"Uncle Nangong, is there anything unusual here?"
Nangong Wan frowned slightly and shook his head slightly: "But this place feels very weird to me."
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
At the same time, several sharp sounds suddenly broke through the air in the distance.
Yan Yun's eyes narrowed, and he quickly looked outside the jade barrier, only to see twenty-one Qianhuan Sect disciples falling from outside the blood curtain.
The leader is tall and wears a snow-white veil on his face.
Wisps of thick white fog loomed on his face.
Looking with Yan Yun's eyes, he could not clearly see the woman's face.
"Who are you?"
The leading woman glanced at Yan Yunnan Gong Wan and shouted angrily. And when his consciousness swept over Nangong Wan and Yan Yun, murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes: "How can you come here if you are not a disciple of the Sixth Sect?"
"Mother, the demon tree down there just needs fresh flesh and blood!"
And just behind him, a short man walked out, his greedy eyes scanning Nangong Wan's graceful body.
"Feed these two people to the demon tree!"
Gu Qiaoling narrowed her eyes slightly and chuckled: "I think you have taken a fancy to the female alchemy cultivator, right?"
"Hey!"
The short man chuckled, licked his mouth, and said with a smile: "My child has never tasted the taste of a pill-forming monk!"
"Please mother, let me feel better after being tortured."
Gu Qiaoling waved her sleeves and said coldly: "Let's abolish his cultivation first."
Killing intent suddenly rose in Yan Yun's eyes, and he glanced at the short monk.
In his heart, that person was already dead.
"What a loud tone!"
Nangong Wan sneered, and the red bird ring in her hand emitted a dazzling red light.
"Do you think this is all I have?"
Gu Qiaoling covered her mouth and smiled, her eyes full of teasing.
As she spoke, the white mist around Gu Qiaoling continued to blend into it, and her aura suddenly increased.
"You are actually also a pill-forming monk!"
Looking at the aura emanating from Gu Qiaoling's body, Nangong Wan's eyes flashed with surprise: "How did you get in."
Gu Qiaoling's red lips moved slightly and she sneered: "Didn't you also use secret techniques to enter this place?"
As he spoke, his figure swayed and disappeared into a white mist.
And the twenty Qianhuan Sect disciples in white clothes behind him took out their own magical weapons and rushed toward Yan Yun.
The short man licked his lips and glanced at Yan Yun: "Boy, you are quite handsome. Why don't you serve me well? Maybe I can let you die more happily.
Although the man kept spitting out obscene words, he did not rely on the advantage of numbers to disperse.
Very cautious.
The short man directly took out a white ribbon and tied it around the waists of twenty people in an instant.
In an instant, the twenty people's auras merged with each other, as if everyone's spiritual power was fused together.
Its aura is powerful enough to rival a pill-forming monk.
Looking at the scene in front of me.
Nangong Wan's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, her eyes full of sadness, knowing that this situation would lead to a narrow escape from death.
He couldn't help but glance at Yan Yun beside him, and whispered: "You retreat quickly, I will break up the rear!"
Listening to Nangong Wan's words, Yan Yun felt warm in his heart, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "Disciple is willing to advance and retreat together with the master uncle!"
"You are so stupid!"
Nangong Wan waved her sleeves, and the vermilion red bird ring grew long in the wind, becoming as big as a millstone in the blink of an eye.
As Nangong Wan pinched the magic formula, red light surged on it, and orange-red fireballs appeared one after another.
Keep flying out of it.
"Uncle Nangong, the leader of the pill-forming monks will be left to you!"
Looking at Nangong Wan who was struggling to resist in front.
A smile flashed in Yan Yun's eyes, and he advanced without retreating. A faint cyan shadow suddenly emitted from his body.
Wisps of green light twine around Yan Yun's body.
Even Yan Yun's hair turned from jet black to light green.
From time to time, there is a breeze blowing in the left eye, and there is purple thunder surging in the right eye.
But compared to the breeze in his left eye, the color of thunder is dull.
An extremely light aura wrapped around Yan Yun's body.
"This is it!"
Looking at Yan Yun who looked like this, a trace of surprise flashed in Nangong Wan's eyes.
Obviously, he didn't expect that Yan Yun would have such a way to suppress the situation.
Gu Qiaoling frowned slightly in the distance, feeling the aura emanating from Yan Yun, and couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "Could this be some kind of special physique?"
"No matter how powerful your physique is, you will never be able to fight against twenty monks of the same level with one person!"
Gu Qiaoling snorted coldly and shouted towards the short man below: "My child, quickly surround and kill this man!"
The short monk smiled ferociously: "How dare you resist? I'm going to string him up and taste my power."
"Seeking death!"
Killing intent suddenly appeared in Yan Yun's eyes, and his figure swayed slightly, turning into a blue shadow and disappearing from the place.
And when Yan Yun appeared again, he was already in mid-air.
A blue-purple wind and thunder bead condensed in his hand.
Compared with the actual wind and thunder beads under normal conditions, the wind and thunder beads in the hand at this time are larger and the color is more bluish.
The purple thunder is looming, and you can't find it unless you look carefully.
"Whoops!"
Yan Yun flicked his wrist, and the thunder beads pierced the air and headed directly towards the crowd.
The twenty peak foundation-building monks all poured their spiritual power into the ribbons around their waists.
A white spiritual mist kept pouring out from it.
A white light curtain condensed directly above the heads of the twenty people.
The light curtain was extremely solid, like a layer of hard white jade.
The wind and thunder beads fell down and exploded instantly.
Countless green-purple wind blades struck down.
Deep cracks were left on the white light curtain.
The Qianhuan Sect disciples below were trembling slightly, their faces were pale, and they felt that their spiritual power was being consumed extremely hugely.
"Damn it, this bitch's methods are really extraordinary!"
The short man looked ferocious as he stared at Yan Yun in mid-air.
After several breaths.
The wind blades dispersed one by one. Looking at the deep marks on the jade curtain, the short monk shouted angrily.
"Fix it quickly!"
As he spoke, surging spiritual power continued to pour into the ribbon around his waist.
I saw that the white jade light curtain full of cracks was recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
At the same time, three sharp sounds pierced the air suddenly.
Three green-purple wind blades condensed in front of Yan Yun out of thin air.
The size of these three wind blades is a foot long.
Cutting through the air, as if cutting the space into pieces.
One after another, they hit the white jade light curtain heavily.
Every falling wind blade was a heavy blow to the twenty peak foundation-building monks.
"How is it possible!"
The short monk's eyes widened with disbelief.
He couldn't figure out why the spells Yan Yun cast were so powerful.
And as three thunder blades fell.
"Click!"
Only a crisp click sound was heard.
A deep crack appeared out of thin air on the white jade light curtain.
The twenty Thousand Fantasy Sect disciples all looked pale and tried their best to restore the damaged white jade light curtain.
The short monk who was still looking ferocious now has long lost the majesty he had back then.
There was a flash of fear in his eyes.
At the same time, Yan Yun floated down, looking at the short monk not far away, and said lightly: "It's time to die!"
After saying that, he waved his hand lightly, and three more wind blades fell down.
Such an understatement made all the Qianhuan Sect monks fall into despair.
"Boom!"
As the wind blade fell, the white light curtain collapsed.
The ribbons tied around everyone's waists were torn off one by one.
"Poof! Poof!"
From time to time, Qian Huan Sect monks would vomit blood and look pale.
It was obviously quite traumatizing.
Especially the short monk who was at the center of the formation was weak and dying.
Looking at Yan Yun flying slowly, his mouth opened slightly and he kept praying:
"Spare...spare me!"
Yan Yun's eyes were cold and ruthless, and he directly condensed a cyan wind and thunder bead and threw it into the crowd.
"Ah!!!"
Accompanied by shrill screams, twenty Peak Foundation Establishment monks lost their lives in an instant.
Yan Yun's eyes moved slightly and slowly looked towards Gu Qiaoling.
Gu Qiaoling's cultivation is the same as Nangong Wan's. They are both in the early stage of forming pills, and neither of them can do anything to the other.
But hearing the screams in the distance, Gu Qiaoling couldn't help but look at the Qianhuan Sect disciples.
"How is it possible!!!"
Gu Qiaoling's eyes were full of shock, especially when she saw Yan Yun flying towards her.
A sense of fear swept through him.
He even forgot that his child was killed by Yan Yun.
For the monk Jiedan, the life and death of the child is not that important.
As long as you are alive, that is everything.
Gu Qiaoling's face turned pale. She had never seen anyone capable of killing twenty monks of the same level at the same time.
You must know that these twenty peak foundation-building monks are all the best among the foundation-building monks in the sect.
Now he completely died in the hands of this person.
"What if this person joins forces with that pill-forming monk!"
"There is definitely no way for me to survive!"
Thinking of this, his body swayed and turned into a thick white mist, flying towards the distance.
"Want to run!"
Seeing that Gu Qiaoling was about to escape, Yan Yun naturally would not let him go.
Day 12
(End of chapter)