Chapter 295 Beheading
Bai Mengxin, who was originally trapped by the silver light curtain, is now lying on a piece of gravel at the edge of the rubble, with bright red blood flowing continuously under her body.
A wound the size of a bowl was pierced through her abdomen, and she was already a cold corpse.
In her body, the essence, blood and spiritual power have been exhausted, obviously she has experienced the process of Nascent Soul leaving the body.
Looking up to the sky, next to the unicorn shadow, the humanoid puppet stood there quietly, as if it had not moved even half a step since Yan Yun left.
However, in front of it, the Yuan Gang Shield and the Demonic Marrow Flying Knife were suspended in the air, flashing faint light.
More than forty or fifty feet away from them, five humanoid skeletons stood side by side. The gray-white demonic energy that originally filled the air had dissipated.
One of the skeletons is holding a light cyan storage bag in its hands, while the other is playing with a small ball of black flames with both hands, flickering brightly and dimly.
Yan Yun's brows widened quickly, and his consciousness swept over him, establishing contact with the distraction in the humanoid puppet. In an instant, he understood what was going on.
It turned out that when Bai Mengxin saw Yanyun destroying Master Hanli's body and then chasing Yuanying away, she was filled with fear deep in her heart.
He even went so far as to self-destruct several ancient treasures, forcefully break through the light curtain formed by the Yuan Gang Shield, and try to escape from this place.
However, before Yan Yun left, the humanoid puppet had already received instructions to ensure that no one could escape.
Therefore, it drove the magic marrow flying knife mercilessly, penetrating her lower abdomen while she was not prepared, and destroying her body.
Immediately afterwards, her Nascent Soul separated from her body, but was shattered by a humanoid puppet using a thunder bow and a small golden thunderwood arrow, causing her to disappear from the world without a trace.
As for the middle-aged man in blue shirt, he was unable to withstand the siege of the five demons after all. His body, Nascent Soul and several precious treasures were all devoured by the five demons.
Only the storage bag and the remaining wisp of extreme cold flame were left.
After understanding the ins and outs of the entire incident, Yan Yun breathed out gently. He did not make any remarks, but just waved his hand towards the five demons in the distance.
Suddenly, the storage bags and the black cold flames in their hands flew over lightly, and fell into his hands in the blink of an eye.
Yan Yun carefully checked the storage bag and then put it into his arms.
He became very interested in the black cold flame. After a moment's hesitation, he rubbed his hands together.
Along with the thunderous sound, countless slender golden arcs popped out of his hands and wrapped around the black flames, successfully binding the black flames that had lost their master and turning them into a golden silk ball the size of a fist. .
He patted the storage bag with one hand, and a black ice box exuding cold air appeared in his hand.
Yan Yun took advantage of the situation and dropped the ball into the box, and then carefully pocketed the box.
Then, his eyes turned to Bai Mengxin's body. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly flicked his sleeves and a ball of blazing flames shot out.
After the "pop" sound, the corpse was immediately surrounded by flames. However, immediately after, a ball of white flames spurted out from the corpse. After a moment of churning, it extinguished all the surrounding flames.
Then, the flame condensed into a hot fireball again, preparing to burrow into the corpse again.
This is the Fengli Bingyan that Bai Mengxin cultivated. Sure enough, after her soul died, the remaining extreme cold flame also returned to the body.
However, Yan Yun had already expected it, and he would never let Han Yan retreat easily again.
He stretched out one hand, gathered his fingers together, and gently grabbed the cold flame. Then, a huge palm made of Shura's holy fire appeared in the void above the cold flame, as fast as lightning. Fish down.
He successfully caught the white flame, and then the huge palm flew back immediately. Yan Yun stretched out one hand again and gently grabbed it. The storage bag on the body flew up from the place in an instant and was held firmly in his hand.
Yan Yun adopted the same strategy for this ball of Fengli Bingyan. He used the evil-proof divine thunder to restrain it, and then used the Xuanbing box to keep it safe.
Although most of these cold flames have dissipated due to the death of the owner, the remaining part is the essence. If it can be used by oneself or integrated into the Shura Holy Fire, its power will undoubtedly be doubled. However, this was clearly not the best time to conduct the experiment.
In the end, Yan Yun specially dealt with Master Hanli's body.
To his surprise, the two golden raccoons that made him wary were not in the spirit beast bag on the corpse, which surprised Yan Yun.
Although he was confused about this matter, Yan Yun still pocketed the other party's storage bag without hesitation, without delving too much into the reason.
After completing this series of operations, Yan Yun once again turned his attention to the unicorn phantom in the sky and the mysterious jade tablet, with a serious look on his face.
Although this phantom is just a dead object, the spiritual power contained within it is amazing.
However, it looks a little weird, as if it is formed by the condensation of some kind of cold air, and it also seems to be transformed by pure spiritual power. Yan Yun couldn't even determine its true composition.
After a brief hesitation, he slowly raised a finger, with a golden light flashing at the fingertip, as if he was about to release a sharp sword energy to test the phantom.
However, at this moment, fire suddenly shone from his cuffs, and a blazing red flame spurted out. After a flash, it disappeared directly into the phantom of the unicorn in the sky. Then, a red light flashed, transforming into the form of a fire crow.
This is exactly the spiritual creature transformed by the ray of true Taiyin fire.
Seeing the fire crow leisurely and contentedly inside Qilin's body, its feathers shining brightly under the red light, and even gradually absorbing the white air that formed the phantom around it into the body, Yan Yun's face changed slightly, and then he put it down. arm. After thinking for a moment, he turned around, no longer paying attention to the behavior of the fire crow, but turned his attention to the five-color light curtain further away.
In that restricted area, although the roar became fainter, it never stopped. The gray-robed monk and the old woman were still fighting fiercely.
It seems that due to the restriction, they did not realize that the battle outside had come to an end, and they could not imagine that Yan Yun actually used the strength of the middle Nascent Soul to eliminate a great monk and two monks of the same level in one fell swoop. At this time, only a short tea time had passed since the two sides started fighting.
Yan Yun's whole body was emitting cyan light, turning into a cyan rainbow and galloping out. In the blink of an eye, he reached the sky above the five-color light curtain and looked down for a moment.
Not long after, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and with a flash of consciousness, the humanoid puppet and five humanoid skeletons floated towards this side at the same time, and fell behind him in the blink of an eye.
At this critical moment, Yan Yun suddenly waved his sleeves, and thirty-six small golden swords jumped out of his sleeves like swimming fish, and then turned into thirty-six bright golden lights that circled and danced above his head. Immediately afterwards, he fired several spells in succession, and they landed accurately among the many sword lights.
After all the golden light trembled slightly for a few times, it immediately split into hundreds of identical sword lights, scattered like a swarm of bees, and rushed towards the light curtain. However, what is shocking is that these sword lights mysteriously disappeared without a trace one by one, as if they had never existed.
It turned out that Yan Yun had already arranged the Da Geng Sword Formation and completely brought this area under the control of the sword formation.
At this time, Yan Yun suddenly raised his right hand, and a ray of yellow light spurted out from his palm. After rotating a few times above the light screen, it transformed into a magic wand that shimmered with faint yellow light.
His face was stern, his eyes were closed tightly, he made a hand seal, slowly recited a low mantra in his mouth, and began to activate this magic weapon.
The magic wand trembled slightly, and surrounded by a ball of dazzling yellow light, it rapidly expanded in size. Almost in an instant, it turned into a huge object with a length of more than ten feet and a diameter as large as a bucket.
The spell in Yan Yun's mouth suddenly stopped, and he opened his eyes calmly.
He glanced at the giant magic wand below, rubbed his hands suddenly, and a ball of colorful Buddha light appeared in his hands. He held the Buddha's light with his palm, and then flicked it with his backhand. The Buddha's light shot out instantly and hit the magic wand accurately.
The magic wand that originally emitted yellow light was now covered with a layer of colorful Buddha light. At the same time, it began to make a humming sound, a low and solemn sound.
"Go!" Yan Yun let out a low roar and pointed at the magic wand with one hand.
Suddenly, the huge magic wand fell violently from top to bottom without hesitation, hitting the light curtain directly below.
A loud noise sounded like the world was collapsing, and the rumbling sound almost resounded throughout the entire underground cave.
Although the five-color light curtain below tried its best to resist, it still gradually shattered in the face of the powerful power of the magic wand.
The fragments of the light curtain all over the sky turned into countless spiritual lights, scattered in all directions, and finally disappeared without a trace.
After Yan Yun saw the internal situation clearly, his face couldn't help but froze, and then he showed an indescribable expression.
"It's really unexpected that two fellow Taoists are actually putting on a good show here? In this case, Yan also wants to join in. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a pity that the two of them will have no rivalry to play against each other!"
Yan Yun's expression returned to normal instantly and he spoke calmly.
In the light curtain below, the monk in gray robes and the old woman were sitting on two boulders only ten feet apart, with their eyes closed, concentrating on practicing breath regulation.
And in the void between the two of them, there was a strange spiritual beast like a mouse, only the size of a fist.
But the abdomen was bulging and contracting, making bursts of roaring and explosion sounds, as if two practitioners with extraordinary strength were engaged in an extremely fierce battle.
However, in fact, the gray-robed monk and the dragon lady did not actually take action. Instead, they cleverly used the sound made by the spiritual beast to confuse Yan Yun and others who were outside the restriction.
Under Yan Yun's heavy punch, the thick barrier turned into fragments and scattered. The two people sitting quietly on the ground suddenly opened their eyes, their eyes were sharp, and they looked in Yan Yun's direction at the same time. Looking surprised.
At this moment, high in the sky, a light curtain composed of green and yellow light appeared quietly. Although it was much smaller in scale than the previous colorful light curtain, its power could not be ignored, and it was enough to The two men were completely enveloped.
In the center of the light curtain, a translucent brocade handkerchief was slowly rotating.
This light curtain comes from the magical power released by this brocade handkerchief.
"It's you!"
The expression of the silver-haired old woman changed, and her eyes were full of surprise and doubt.
The gray-robed monk's expression became gloomy and uncertain.
Yan Yun glanced at the brocade handkerchief below and the light curtain that had just appeared. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile.
"It seems that you have really tried your best to use a precious treasure to cover your whereabouts. Haha! No wonder Yan was confused just now, why he couldn't see this small illusion restriction clearly even with his spiritual eyes. It turns out that the two This fellow Taoist is already ready to reap the benefits. Yan is really impressed!”
Although Yan Yun uttered words of admiration, his face was expressionless, and there was even a faint evil spirit between his eyebrows.
The gray-robed monk's mood gradually stabilized. After reciting a Buddha's name, he asked:
"Fellow Daoist Yan is indeed very powerful. He was able to defeat Daoist Friend Hanli and the other three. However, I wonder where Brother Hanli and the others are now? Could it be that they have left the cave on their own?"
While asking, the monk looked around, trying to find the figures of Master Hanli and the other three people. However, he found nothing, and he couldn't help but feel panic in his heart.
Obviously, he did not believe that Yan Yun could really eliminate the other three people by himself.
Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, first shook his head slightly, then nodded slightly, and finally let out a long sigh, but remained silent.
This move made the two people below feel very puzzled.
"Hmph, why do you need to pretend to be mysterious? If Master Hanli has left the cave, then the three of us must escape from here as soon as possible to avoid being summoned by him to summon more monks from Xiaoji Palace. By then, we may become A turtle in a urn.”
The old woman could no longer suppress her inner anger, her eyes widened, and she asked loudly.
"You don't need to worry about them. The three of them have been beaten to pieces by me, and only Brother Hanli still retains a Nascent Soul. Are the two Taoists willing to meet one last time, and then go to the underworld together? What?”
Yan Yun responded unceremoniously.
"Master Hanli actually lost to you. This is absolutely impossible! What do you mean by your last sentence?"
After hearing Yan Yun's words, the old woman's expression suddenly changed. When she heard the last sentence, she became even more furious and couldn't help shouting loudly.
(End of chapter)