Chapter 172: Kill together, jade gourd!
“It was delivered to my door myself!”
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the densely packed bloody giant wolves, with a smile on his lips.
"The evil beast seeks death!"
Nangong Wan chuckled softly, waved her wrist, and the Vermilion Bird Ring quickly flew out of her jade wrist.
The red bird ring grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it grew to the size of a millstone.
It was entangled in the raging fire, spinning continuously, and the buzzing sound continued.
Huge fireballs condensed in the Suzaku ring out of thin air.
"Go!"
Nangong Wanyu pinched the magic formula with her fingers, and saw vermilion fireballs flying out of the Suzaku ring quickly.
"Zi la la!"
The fireballs continued to surge, falling on the vermilion blood wolves like meteorites.
"Aww!"
The fireball fell, and the blood-red giant wolf's skin was torn open and covered with burnt black scars, exuding a strong burnt smell.
As the orange-red fireballs fell, the group of blood wolves fell to the ground in confusion, and died miserably one by one.
"Hmph!"
The white-haired old man high in the sky snorted coldly, and looked at Nangong Wan below with his cold eyes: "You dare to hurt my spiritual beast, you are seeking death."
With an angry scolding, the white-haired old man slapped his right hand heavily on the Blood Spirit Eagle beneath him.
As the Blood Spirit Eagle let out a low cry, the Blood Spirit Eagle flapped its wings rapidly, turning into a bloody shadow and galloping straight down.
When the old man took action, the three early Yuanying monks behind him also sacrificed their own magic weapons and rushed towards Yan Yun.
The old man's eyes moved slightly, and soon he turned his attention to Yan Yun.
Yan Yun's cultivation is in the middle stage of Yuanying. In the old man's opinion, Yan Yun's strength is the strongest. His cultivation is in the middle stage of Yuanying. Naturally, he must deal with Yan Yun first.
As for the remaining Nangong Wan and the two blood jade spiders, they can be handed over to the Blood Spirit Eagle and the fellow monks behind him.
Xu Qing's eyes moved slightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Counting the Blood Spirit Eagles, our side has a total of four Nascent Souls with initial combat strength, while the opponent's full strength can only count to three.
"Your opponent is me!"
As Yan Yun finished speaking, he saw a streak of blood wrapping around Xu Qing's body.
It was extremely fast and appeared dozens of feet away from Yan Yun in the blink of an eye.
And above the head, a huge bloody shadow appeared. Looking carefully, it looked like a strong bloody giant ape.
The giant ape kept shaking its body, and the blood on its body became richer and richer.
"Buzz!"
Along with the sound of buzzing sounds, the huge blood ape was quickly submerged into Xu Qing's body.
His thin body grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The body is full of muscles, and the height reaches more than two meters. The snow-white body is also covered with blood lines.
A pair of scarlet eyes appeared on Xu Qing's chest out of thin air.
It exudes an extremely magical light.
At this time, the aura around Xu Qing also continued to grow.
In the blink of an eye, he reached the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage.
His mouth opened slightly, and then he let out a jeering laugh.
Looking at Xu Qing in the distance, Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes full of evil spirit, and then said lightly: "Pretend to be a ghost!"
As he spoke, a Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword appeared in his hand.
He held the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword in his right hand, and a bluish-purple spiritual light continued to pour out of his body, quickly wrapping around the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword.
A dazzling spiritual sword light quickly spread from the sword.
The sword light was several feet in size.
"Go!"
Yan Yun snorted softly and saw the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword flash past him quickly, cutting through the air and making a harsh roar.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Xu Qing snorted and waved his right hand.
The pair of strange beast eyes on the chest suddenly burst out with blood mist.
The blood mist surged and formed an extremely thick bloody shield directly in front of Xu Qing.
"Stab!" With a sound, the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword flashed past and landed heavily on the bloody shield.
The raging Gengjin divine thunder continued to wrap around the spirit sword, intertwining with the blood-red shield.
Lines of blood mist continued to emerge from the shield.
The blood mist filled the air and completely enveloped Xu Qing's entire body.
"Pretending!"
Looking at Xu Qing in the blood mist, Yan Yun slowly raised his right hand.
A ball of snow-white flame quickly appeared in his hand.
The Shura Holy Fire came out of his hand and cut through the air, making bursts of stinging sounds.
The flames surged very fast and fell on Xu Qing in the blink of an eye.
The sound of "stabbing" continued, and snow-white flames swept across.
Then the thick bloody fog dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the blink of an eye, Xu Qing's figure was revealed again.
Looking at such a strange scene, his eyes widened, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his eyes.
But he looked at the white flames and did not dare to get any closer.
He patted the storage bag on his waist with both hands, and saw a jet-black beast cauldron flying out of the storage bag.
The beast cauldron rose up in the wind and floated above Xu Qing's head, completely covering him.
At this moment, the white Shura Holy Fire also fell on the beast cauldron.
The bronze beast cauldron quickly changed color, like a pitch-black piece of coke.
While Yan Yun was burning Xu Qing with the Holy Fire of Shura, three disciples of the Beast Control Sect in the distance also fought with Nangong Wan and two blood jade spiders.
The blood jade spider swallowed up blood-colored mucus, stretched out in mid-air, and turned into a ball of blood-colored spider web, covering the sky and the sun, directly binding the blood spirit eagle.
"Puff! Puff!"
The blood spirit eagle kept flapping its wings, raising waves of blood-colored wind blades that could split mountains and crack rocks, but it could not tear the blood jade spider web into pieces.
Nangong Wan activated the Suzaku Ring, and balls of orange-red fireballs kept flying out of the Suzaku Ring.
There were bursts of harsh burning sounds, one after another, covering the Blood Spirit Eagle in an instant.
"Deal with that woman first."
The three Yuling Sect Yuanying monks looked at each other, immediately sacrificed their own magic weapons, and flew towards Nangong Wan.
"It has to be over soon."
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Xu Qing who was staring at the bronze tripod in the distance, and then slowly raised his right hand.
The turbulent wind kept surging in his hands, followed closely by a light red Binghuoyang thunder.
The power of wind and thunder quickly condensed in the palm of his hand.
A huge wind and thunder bead condensed in front of him.
"Go!"
Yan Yun waved his sleeves, and the Wind Thunder Bead in his hand quickly cut through the air, and appeared in front of the beast cauldron in an instant.
"Boom!"
The wind and thunder beads exploded quickly, and the fierce wind swept out first fell on the beast cauldron.
The extremely smooth beast cauldron was now covered with very obvious cracks.
At this moment, snow-white flames quickly poured in from the cracks. It was all over Xu Qing’s body.
"Ah!!!"
Only a shrill scream was heard, and a white corpse quickly fell from the air.
His whole body was covered in flames, and his screams continued.
Xu Qing's tragic death immediately caused his natal spirit beast, the Blood Spirit Eagle, to twitch all over and his breath became weak.
As Xu Qing's natal spiritual beast, the owner died. Although the Blood Spirit Eagle, as a spiritual beast, would not die, it was severely traumatized and was unable to fight in a short period of time.
The movement at this time immediately attracted three Nascent Soul cultivators not far away.
The expressions of the three people changed slightly, and their eyes were full of shock.
After all, the three of them are very aware of Senior Brother Xu's strength.
That is a monk in the middle stage of Yuanying, and he possesses several secret techniques that can increase his strength to the peak of the middle stage of Yuanying.
Not even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would be able to take it down so easily.
And how long has passed, there is not even enough time for half a cup of tea.
Senior Brother Xu had already been beheaded.
Such a strange scene made the three of them freeze on the spot.
At this moment, Yan Yun waved his sleeves and directly took the storage bag around Xu Qing's waist into his arms. Then he swayed and rose directly into the air, suspended in mid-air.
He looked at the three Yuling Sect monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul with cold eyes, and said calmly: "I haven't even gone to find you, but I can't wait to send you to your door."
While speaking, Yan Yun waved his hand lightly, and the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword quickly floated in front of him, filled with the power of wind and thunder.
"Go!"
Yan Yun flicked his fingers, and the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword in front of him quickly cut through the air.
A stream of blue-purple light flashed through the air and slashed towards the three of them.
At the same time, when Yan Yun raised his hand, three bluish-purple blades quickly condensed in front of him.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
As three sharp sounds broke through the air, the power of the wind blade was infinite, as if it could completely chop the air into pieces.
The expressions of the three of them suddenly changed. They looked at the thunder blade that Yan Yun casually unleashed. They did not dare to be careless at all, and immediately sacrificed their own magic weapons and flew towards the thunder blade.
The leader, a short middle-aged man, waved his sleeves, and an emerald-green gourd flew out of the air.
As spiritual power was poured into the jade gourd, it grew strong in the wind and reached a size of one foot in the blink of an eye.
"Whoops!"
As the gourd grew larger, a jade-colored sword quickly flew out of the jade gourd.
The emerald-colored long sword was heavily intertwined with the thunder blade, making a harsh roar.
"Huh?"
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun couldn't help but let out a sigh, but he didn't expect that this emerald-colored spiritual sword was so powerful that it could resist his own thunder blade.
Seeing the thunder blade being neutralized, a smile appeared on his face.
Then without any hesitation, he turned around and ran away.
As for the two fellow monks, they had naturally been forgotten about them for a long time.
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, pointed at the Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword with one hand, and saw it quickly turn into a stream of blue-purple light, speeding towards it.
The sharp spiritual sword appeared behind the man out of thin air, as if teleporting.
The aura on his body was as fragile as paper and could be easily chopped into pieces. The sharp Purple Thunder Spirit Wood Sword quickly penetrated the man's chest.
The raging power of wind and thunder swept across the man's body. He only had time to let out a scream, and then was shattered by the power of wind and thunder, leaving only a storage bag, which fell from the air.
Yan Yun hummed softly, then flew into the air, raised his hand and put the coin into the storage bag.
Then he looked at the emerald green gourd not far away, with a smile on his lips, and put the emerald green spirit sword into his storage bag.
While Yan Yun was cleaning up the battlefield, the remaining two Yuling Sect monks were strangled by two blood jade spiders and Nangong Wan.
"Give."
Nangong Wan took two storage bags and then handed one to Yan Yun: "Here."
"No need!"
Yan Yun waved his hand gently, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "Stay here by yourself."
"Then I'll thank you."
Nangong Wan Ying smiled and put it away without any politeness.
"The remaining five demon sects, Yuling Sect and Demon Flame Sect have been killed."
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Nangong Wan in front of him, and continued: "There are still three sects left, Qianhuan Sect, Tiansha Sect, and Hehuan Sect."
Among these three sects, Qianhuan Sect is the most mysterious, and Tiansha Sect is at home here. If a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul comes and Master Qiong and the others encounter it, it will be in danger.
As for the Hehuan Sect, although it is the most powerful, the art of Hehuan cannot be of much help in such a bloody place.
"How to deal with this spiritual beast?"
At this moment, Nangong Wan couldn't help but look at the dying Blood Spirit Eagle not far away, and couldn't help but ask.
"Slaughter it."
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, and then slowly raised his right hand.
A sharp purple thunder wood sword came out of his hand and quickly sank into the blood spirit eagle's heart.
The raging power of wind and thunder swept around the Blood Spirit Eagle.
His life passed away quickly, his whole body became stiff, and he fell straight to the ground.
Yan Yun made a slight stroke, and a bloody inner elixir appeared in his hand.
The inner elixir of an eighth-level monster is of extraordinary value.
Moreover, it also contains surging wind spiritual power, which can be left to the two-headed wind duck.
He put the demon pill into his storage bag and took out the blood spirit orb.
After activating the technique with one hand, streaks of blood visible to the naked eye were continuously pulled out of the corpse and poured into the Blood Evil Orb.
After all, it is an eighth-level monster, and the flesh and blood within it cannot be absorbed for a while.
Yan Yun turned around, and a woman wearing a bloody dress appeared beside him at this moment.
Yu Huan pinched the magic formula, controlled the Blood Evil Orb, and slowly absorbed the flesh and blood in the Blood Spirit Eagle.
Taking advantage of this time, Yan Yun took out the emerald green gourd ancient treasure and couldn't help but look at it carefully.
This ancient jade gourd can hide a spiritual sword inside, which is quite extraordinary.
Yan Yun pinched the magic formula with one hand, and spiritual power continued to pour into the emerald green gourd.
I saw that this emerald green gourd was constantly surrounded by spiritual light.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Yan Yun touched his chin, and then took out the jade-like sword.
This jade sword and jade gourd are not the same set.
The emerald green jade sword is just an ordinary mid-level magic weapon.
The emerald green gourd is an ancient treasure.
As spiritual power poured into it, the emerald green ancient treasure gourd slowly floated up.
Yan Yun sat cross-legged, his consciousness quickly entangled in the emerald green gourd.
Time passed, and just half an hour passed.
The Blood Spirit Eagle on the ground has turned into a mummy.
And Yan Yun slowly opened his eyes, stretched out his right hand and held the emerald green gourd in his hand.
A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
This gourd is an ancient treasure with wood attributes. Its function is very simple, that is, it is a spiritual sword, or a wooden sword.
(End of chapter)