Maybe it can't be said that it can completely fight against the tenth-level monster.
As for the backlash, Yan Yun is naturally not worried.
After all, he would not smelt it with himself so deeply, and he could leave it to Yu Huan to control it without any influence.
"It's really not a good time to stay here for a long time. Let's leave first."
Yan Yun tapped the storage bag on his waist and led the four demons of Gui Ling to float towards the stone platform.
The four demons of Gui Ling glanced at each other secretly, not daring to hesitate for a moment, and followed Yan Yun, cautiously moving forward into the distance.
Along the way, traces of battles can be seen everywhere. Sword marks and charred wood remains can be seen everywhere.
"The one in front..."
When a majestic and huge ravine suddenly appeared in front of him, Yan Yun hurriedly stepped forward and stood at the edge to observe for a moment.
This giant ravine was undoubtedly formed by the slashing of powerful sword-like treasures. It actually divided the entire stone steps into two, with an astonishing length of more than a hundred feet and a depth of more than thirty feet.
"It seems that these monks have completely exploded, and they even do not hesitate to use such powerful magical powers to fight. This battle may be much more intense than we imagined."
Yin Yue's melodious voice came from Yan Yun's mind.
"I hope they won't come to trouble me, otherwise I won't mind killing them!"
Yan Yun glanced sharply at the four demons of Gui Ling, snorted slightly, and then turned into a blue-purple shadow, and he directly crossed the huge ravine in front of him.
Gui Ling followed closely behind, and Mukui turned into a green shadow and escaped underground.
Silver-winged Yaksha followed closely with his exquisite earth escape technique.
The lion beast's huge body and waving wings are particularly eye-catching.
At this moment, Yan Yun's expression suddenly changed, and he turned his head to look at a boulder on one side, with a cold light shining in his eyes.
"Get out!"
Yan Yun looked solemn and shouted in a serious tone.
Before he finished speaking, a strong black energy rushed out from behind the boulder, and there seemed to be a Yuanying-like being hidden inside.
A thunderous sound sounded from behind, and Yan Yun instantly disappeared without a trace.
Immediately afterwards, with a dazzling silver arc appearing, Yan Yun appeared in front of Heiqi.
He floated quietly in mid-air and pressed forward with one hand.
With a "Zila" sound, a big green hand appeared out of thin air, and then swung downwards.
Yuanying was shocked, the black energy in his body expanded rapidly, and he was ready to teleport away from the scene immediately.
Unfortunately, because he was seriously injured in a previous battle, he was unable to use teleportation to escape immediately.
After Yan Yun had experienced countless killings of monks Yuanying, he was already familiar with how to round up Yuanying.
As soon as the other party cast the spell, a mocking smile appeared on his lips.
A thunderous sound sounded again, golden light flashed on the five fingers of the big blue hand, and five thick golden arcs suddenly popped out and exploded instantly, and a large golden net suddenly enveloped the lower part.
Almost at the same moment, Nascent Soul's figure became blurred, and he plunged into the evil-dispelling divine thunder.
There was a loud "boom", and the golden arc jumped violently, shaking away most of the protective black energy of Yuanying.
Nascent Soul itself also became shaky, as if it would collapse at any time.
Under such circumstances, the big green hand grabbed the Nascent Soul tightly like lightning and brought it back to Yan Yun.
Yan Yun carefully examined the Nascent Soul in his hand, smiled slightly at the horrified eyes of the other party, and then turned into a blue-purple light and fell rapidly, returning to the ground.
The big hands tightly bound Yuanying, and then landed next to Yan Yun.
"Is it this fellow Taoist?"
Gui Ling's eyes also swept over this Yuanying, with a look of surprise on his face.
Although Nascent Soul has no entity, it can be clearly seen from between its eyebrows that it is one of the two black-shirted old men from Yinluo Sect.
I don't know who killed this Nascent Soul, but the original Nascent Soul escaped by chance and hid behind a stone.
"Fellow Daoist Yan, what do you want? I have no enmity with you at all, and I have never been involved in pursuit!"
Nascent Soul's face was ashen, and when the big hand's restraint eased, he quickly begged for mercy.
"Haha, fellow Taoist, why should you be nervous? When did I ever say I wanted to hurt you. I just want to ask you, what happened in the outside world?"
Yan Yun looked calm and asked calmly.
Seeing that Yan Yun had no ill intentions, Yuanying felt relieved and respectfully replied:
"Shortly after you entered, the monks of the Ye family suddenly arrived. The elders of the Ye family were also among them. When they saw us, they attacked us. We could only respond. However, the Demon Suppression Tower suddenly shook and most of the mountain collapsed. It seemed that the entire tower fell into the belly of the mountain. , and..."
Speaking of this, Yuanying paused for a moment, but after being signaled by Yan Yun's eyes, he immediately continued:
"And a ray of light was emitted from the Demon Suppressing Tower, accompanied by the chanting of Sanskrit and Buddha. Someone shouted out 'Tongtian Lingbao', and everyone went there one after another. I stayed to inform the elders about this."
"Tongtian Lingbao! Is this treasure really present? How was your body destroyed?" Yan Yun was shocked.
"I don't know whether it is a spiritual treasure that reaches the heavens. But the vision is definitely beyond the comparison of ordinary treasures. The elders of the Ye family and other later monks went there without hesitation. There should be no falsehood."
Yuanying gritted his teeth and told:
"As for my body, I was sneak attacked by the Four Scatters Master. He took advantage of my unpreparedness and hit me with a long blood-red sword. The essence and blood in my body was instantly sucked dry. The power of that magic sword was amazing! If I hadn't decisively given up my body to teleport, I'm afraid Even Nascent Soul cannot escape.”
"What kind of magic weapon is so powerful?" Gui Ling asked doubtfully, as if it was unbelievable.
"I don't know, I have never seen such a treasure. Except for the color, the appearance of this blood knife is quite similar to the legendary Demon Dragon Blade. The power is also somewhat similar, but if it is really the Demon Dragon Blade, there is no chance for me to escape."
Yuan Ying's lips moved slightly and he answered with some uncertainty.
Demon Dragon Blade!
Yan Yun raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled: "This blade is extremely powerful and should be mine."
The Demonic Dragon Blade is a demonic blade carefully refined from the Demonic Marrow Diamond and has a great reputation.
It is said that this treasure has the strange magical power of absorbing the flesh, blood, spirit and spirit of the monk who was killed, and then refining it into powerful power.
In other words, the more monks you kill, the stronger the magic blade becomes.
Therefore, there was once a demon cultivator who used the demon dragon blade to kill a cultivator in the transformation stage.
Therefore, many monks believe that if this treasure is given enough time and continues to be practiced in the midst of killing, it may even surpass the power of the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure.
However, both the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure and the Demonic Dragon Blade have disappeared from the human world for many years, so no real comparison can be made.
"Since they are only 70-80% similar, and given his cultivation level, there is still a chance for Nascent Soul to escape. Then that piece is probably not the Demonic Dragon Blade, but another rare demonic treasure."
Gui Ling had been quietly listening to the conversation between the two and said with twinkling eyes.
"It's hard to say!"
Yan Yun chuckled, knowing that the scattered real people were disguised as corpse bears.
The purpose of his coming here was to use the flesh and blood of many Yuanying monks to sacrifice the Demonic Dragon Blade. After all, it is difficult to find so many Nascent Soul cultivators in the outside world.
"Master! We might as well go over and take a look. For some reason, just after I walked out of the hall, I felt a little strange. It seemed that something was calling me in the direction of the Demon Suppression Tower."
Yinyue said hesitantly in Yan Yun's mind:
"This thing seems very familiar and seems to be related to things before I lost my memory."
"Something is calling you?"
Hearing this, Yan Yun frowned slightly, it seemed that he still had to go there.
"Indeed, I vaguely feel that if I miss this opportunity, I may lose the possibility of recovering all my memories." There was a rare hint of pleading in Yinyue's voice.
Yan Yun was silent for a moment. After a long time, he suddenly chuckled and said in a seemingly relaxed tone.
"Since you said so, let's go and take a look. Anyway, I am also quite interested in this Tongtian Lingbao."
"Thank you, Master!"
When Yinyue heard Yan Yun's answer, she responded with great joy.
"Fellow Daoist Gui, since there is a Tongtian Lingbao over there, it seems it would be a pity not to join in the fun."
Yan Yun turned to look at Gui Ling and said slowly.
"Everything about me belongs to my master! However, what should I do with this person?"
Gui Ling bowed slightly and responded with a normal expression.
The second demon who was hiding did not object at all.
Facing such a treasure, no monk can turn a blind eye.
The demon had already expected Yan Yun's sudden change of mind and was not surprised.
"Do you, fellow Taoist, promise me that you will not take action against me? I will tell you everything I know."
Upon hearing Gui Ling's words, Nascent Soul, who was restrained by big hands, hurriedly shouted loudly.
"I did not say that I would take action against you just now, but I also did not say that I would not take action against you. And you know very well that if you didn't say anything just now, you would only suffer more pain in soul refining. If you want to blame, I can only blame you. As an elder of the Yinluo Sect, you fell into my hands again.”
Yan Yun said lightly, opened his mouth, and a thick golden arc struck out and hit Yuanying.
After a shrill scream, both Nascent Soul and Big Hand disappeared in the golden light, but a light green flag fell down.
Yan Yun's eyes lit up, he waved his long sleeves, rolled the flag into his hand, and looked at it carefully for a moment.
It's the other side of Yin Luo Banner!
Yan Yun naturally knew that this flag was extraordinary, and if it could gather eighteen poles, it would be very powerful.
But similarly, they will also be pursued by the Yin Luo Sect.
But for Yan Yun now, Yin Luo Sect is not worth mentioning.
Since he had formed a deep hatred with the Yin Luo Sect, he would no longer hold anything back and immediately put the flag into his storage bag.
Although this treasure is a little weak for him, it cannot make Yinluo Sect easily obtain this set of treasures.
In the past dynasties of the Yinluo Sect, banners and flags have been missing or damaged. However, with the strength of the sect, it is not impossible to quickly recover them or find other ways to refine new banners.
However, the Yin Luo Sect has only experienced this kind of incident a few times, and now it has lost several strokes all at once. Even if the Yin Luo Sect has strong financial resources, it will be difficult to refine it again easily.
And even if it is successfully refined, cultivating it to a certain level of power cannot be achieved in a short period of time.
"Let's go! I wonder if those people have gained anything."
Yan Yun looked up in the direction of the Demon Suppression Tower, whispered to himself, and then floated down the stone steps.
Guiling followed closely behind.
There are restrictions set by ancient cultivators on both sides of the stone steps. Otherwise, if you choose a shortcut, you may be able to reach the Demon Suppression Tower in advance.
This time, Yan Yun turned a blind eye to the traces of fighting along the way. Soon after, he returned to the White Jade Square where he originally started, and once again set foot on the stone steps leading to the Demon Suppression Tower.
No matter how far we went this time, there was another chaotic place ahead, with large pits and gravel everywhere.
Yan Yun ignored it, and just when he was about to pass by, Gui Ling beside him let out a low cry and looked somewhere.
Under a pile of inconspicuous rocks, a small section of white object was exposed. Although only a small part was exposed, it was obviously a bone-white arm.
Yan Yun waved his sleeves and robe, and a strong blue wind flew away, blowing away the gravel without a trace, revealing a white skeleton lying on the ground.
Yan Yun's expression changed slightly, but he didn't expect that he would not be able to escape this disaster after all.
The clothes and hair bun covering the bones are very familiar to Yan Yun!
It was the old man named Fu from Jiuyou Sect.
The Purple Nether Pearl was held tightly by one of his bone hands, but it was mostly broken into pieces and looked completely damaged.
Yan Yun didn't say a word, just stared quietly with his eyes flickering.
"I never thought that the Infant Training Pill that he had worked so hard to refine would end up here! The future of this road to immortality is really unpredictable!"
After a long time, he sighed softly, as if his heart was quite complicated.
Although he did not have a deep friendship with the old man named Fu, the person he had traveled with not long ago had now died here inexplicably, which really made him feel a strange emotion in his heart.
"Does the master know this person? This person's death seems to be quite strange."
Gui Ling stared at the strange flat scar on the back of the bones and said hesitantly:
"Obviously he looks like he has just died, but the flesh and blood all over his body is strangely peeled off. There is no sign of the Yuanying coming out of the body on the top of his head. It seems that even the Yuanying cannot escape. And there is a mark left by a sword-like treasure on the back. Traces, his appearance is quite similar..."
"It's quite similar to what the Yinluo Sect member said was caused by the magic blade. Do you think so?"
Yan Yun breathed a long sigh of relief and said.
"Indeed, otherwise, although there are several other magic techniques that can also peel off the flesh and blood of monks, the traces caused are definitely not like this."
Guiling said seriously:
"Moreover, the Yinluo Sect elder was still able to escape from his body with his Nascent Soul, but this person suddenly died completely. Could it be that the magic dragon blade in that person's hand was really bad? Otherwise, how could there be such a disparity in power?"
Yan Yun looked at the bones again. The storage bag on the bones had disappeared. Apparently, the Infant Training Pill had also fallen into the hands of Master Sisan.
Yan Yun hesitated for a moment, but finally raised his hand and released a ball of Binghuoyang thunder, turning the bones into ashes. Finally, the body of the old man with the surname Fu was not left exposed in the wild.
Going up further, Yan Yun and Gui Ling didn't encounter anything unusual, and finally came to the end of the stone steps.
To say it is the end is actually wrong.
Because the stone steps behind disappeared without a trace.
Half of the cliff appeared in front of them, and all the peaks behind them disappeared like a miraculous feat. (End of chapter)