Yan Yun suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and the bright red eyes in front of his eyes flashed with a strong sense of violence. It was impossible for humans to be so out of control.
For a moment, he realized that this monster was not the target of his search.
However, when he was thinking, the roar of the black shadow suddenly stopped, and the figure instantly disappeared into the demonic aura below.
Yan Yun reacted quickly, shook off a silver shield from his cuffs, and turned it into a silver light curtain to protect himself.
At this moment, demonic energy surged behind him, and a demonic arm covered with thick black hair stretched out like lightning and flint, slamming against the light screen.
There was a loud "boom", and the devil's claws penetrated the light screen for more than half a foot. Yan Yun felt the light screen shake violently, and a huge force came.
His expression changed slightly, his steps moved, and he leaned forward slightly to absorb the impact.
Then, he held the sword in one hand and swung it with his backhand. The golden sword light flashed past and cut off half of the furry arm.
The black shadow was hurt and took a few steps back, staring at Yan Yun fiercely, his eyes full of anger.
Yan Yun turned around and examined it, and found that the black shadow was the corpse of the Tiansha demon who had been over-infused with demonic energy and turned into a semi-demon, losing his mind.
Although the demon corpse lost an arm, no blood flowed out from the wound, and it seemed that there was no blood in the body.
It growled lowly, staring at the golden sword in Yan Yun's hand, but no longer launched an attack.
Obviously, Yan Yun's previous sword made it frightened. Although it longed to tear Yan Yun apart in its heart, it chose to retreat temporarily out of instinct.
It turned out that although the demonic energy in the Ten Thousand Zhang Demonic Abyss was not as strong as the demonic energy suppressed by Kunwu Mountain, the degree of demonization exceeded the expectations of the second Nascent Soul.
Worried that Yan Yun would come to look for him, the Second Nascent Soul accelerated the injection of demonic energy in the final stage of the demonic energy filling his body.
However, although the Second Nascent Soul possesses the Great Evolution Technique, it has only reached the second level due to its focus on practicing Xuanyin Dafa.
Although his spiritual thoughts are more powerful than monks of the same level, it is quite difficult to resist the evil energy for a long time.
Therefore, although the demon corpse was able to successfully complete the demonization process, it was unable to resist the invasion of demonic energy when it was about to end the infusion of demonic energy, and eventually lost its mind.
Today's demon corpse has been reduced to a half-demon body that only knows killing and instinctive actions, no different from a monster beast that has not yet awakened.
After careful observation, Yan Yun confirmed that the other party had indeed lost consciousness. He felt relieved, but found this matter quite funny.
He regarded the other party as a threat and rushed here overnight, but he got such an unexpected ending, which made him feel helpless.
However, facing such an opponent made him feel much more relaxed, believing that he could easily subdue the opponent.
Thinking of this, Yan Yun raised his right hand without hesitation, and the three-color feather fan floated in the palm of his hand.
Since the opponent was unconscious, he didn't need to worry about it and could just use the Three Flame Fan to dissolve his demonic body.
The second Nascent Soul that loses its physical body must be helpless to die.
However, when the three-color aura appeared on the Three Flame Fan, the demon corpse in front of him suddenly let out a roar, whipping up a demonic wind. At the same time, the surrounding pure demonic energy quickly gathered around its broken arm, constantly changing forms. What was shocking was that a black arm that was no different from before was instantly formed, as if it had never been cut off by Yan Yun.
"Immortal body?"
Yan Yun was confused for a moment, then sneered and increased the intensity of the spiritual power injected into the feather fan.
Although the ability to become immortal is rare, it is not uncommon for him to kill monsters with such talents.
As long as the strength exceeds that of the other party, its regeneration power can be destroyed.
With a phoenix cry, a several-foot-long flaming bird jumped out of the fan, surrounded by three-color runes, and rushed straight towards the enemy.
The demonic energy touched by the three-color flame dissipated instantly, and the momentum was terrifying.
The demon corpse on the opposite side seems to be feeling a crisis. If the second Nascent Soul still has some sense, it will definitely avoid its edge when seeing the power of the Three Flame Fan and run away long ago.
But now, the unconscious demonic corpse was aroused to endless anger. With a roar, the surrounding demonic energy surged into the body.
Immediately afterwards, the demon corpse suddenly grew a foot taller, opened its mouth, and a jet-black light beam spurted out, facing the three-color firebird.
There was a deafening sound of "boom", and deep in the Demonic Abyss, a ball of three-color halo and a ball of black light exploded at the same time, entangled with each other, and they were inseparable for a while.
"Huh?"
When Yan Yun saw this scene, he couldn't help frowning and showing surprise. Even the monks in the late Nascent Soul stage did not dare to resist the attack of the Three Flame Fan head-on.
But the other party was able to withstand this blow only with his cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
He stared ahead, his eyes narrowed slightly. The runic rhythm on the surface of the slightly dim three-color halo finally suppressed the black light group with a slight advantage and slowly swallowed the latter. Then move towards the demon corpse.
Upon seeing this, the demonic corpse's eyes flashed fiercely, absorbing the surrounding demonic energy again, and prepared to spit out the black beam of light again.
Yan Yun's face was gloomy, a thunder sounded, and a pair of green and white wings appeared behind him - it was his re-refined wind and thunder wings.
Yan Yun did not make any movement. With a slight wave of his wings, his figure disappeared in the breeze.
In the blink of an eye, cyan lightning flashed behind the demon corpse, and Yan Yun appeared silently. He bent his arm and struck the demon corpse's back into the void.
A huge fist with green light instantly appeared behind the demon corpse and smashed it down violently.
The sound of the cannon sounded, and the demonic corpse was knocked away without warning and crashed directly into the three-color halo in front of it.
The demon corpse's extremely panicked roar instantly came from the halo, and strong black demonic energy surged from the surface of the body, trying to resist the burning of the flames.
However, under Yan Yun's calm gaze, the black aura of the demonic corpse shrouded in three-color flames quickly faded away, and the flesh gradually dissolved between breaths, rendering it powerless to resist.
The three-color runes disappeared in an instant, and the demon corpse was completely immersed in them.
Yan Yun's eyes flickered, and he was about to use the three-flame fan to disperse the three-color flames and capture the second Nascent Soul.
However, at this moment, the three-color halo shook violently, and a ball of blood exploded in the center, forcibly creating a passage.
Immediately afterwards, there was a flash of black light, and a black shadow galloped out, rising to an altitude of more than thirty feet in an instant.
When Yan Yun was surprised, he took a closer look. In the dark light, a green Nascent Soul was hovering in place holding a small black flag. It was undoubtedly the second Nascent Soul.
Yuanying turned around and looked at Yan Yun coldly, his eyes were extremely clear, and he seemed to have regained his consciousness.
Before Yan Yun could think about it, he snorted coldly, spread out his wings behind his back, and disappeared in an instant.
Upon seeing this, the second Nascent Soul's face suddenly changed, and he suddenly threw the small flag in his hand to the ground, formed a seal with both hands, and pointed fiercely at the flag.
The Yin Luo Banner, which had been repaired by Yan Yun himself, kept spinning, with black light flashing on its surface, and then exploded on its own with a "pop" sound.
After the roar, black rays of light bloomed all over the sky, like a huge net opening under the feet of the Second Nascent Soul, covering the surrounding area for several miles.
Nascent Soul roared loudly and fled towards higher ground without looking back.
And below the black net, a cyan light popped out of the void, and Yan Yun's figure appeared strangely.
He looked up at the black net above, and then at the almost-disappeared Second Nascent Soul, with a flash of coldness in his eyes.
Then he waved his sleeves and a dazzling golden light struck the black silk. However, the black net only shook slightly and did not break.
Yan Yun frowned and pointed at Jin Guang.
In an instant, golden light flashed, and a golden arc emerged. After hovering for a moment, it fell again. With a "boom", a big hole was finally torn out of the black net.
Yan Yun jumped up without hesitation, turned into a blue rainbow and passed through the big hole, followed closely behind.
Almost at the same time, at the sea exit of the Ten Thousand Zhang Demonic Abyss, dozens of monks were guarding the seal, holding formation flags and formation disks and divided into several teams.
Their expressions were solemn, and the array flags and array disks in their hands had different lights, obviously they had been activated.
There was a sudden loud noise within the seal, and with a huge tremor, a huge black sword several feet long penetrated out, creating a crack that was more than ten feet long.
Black light burst out from the sealed mouth, and Kui Huan and the woman immediately ordered to "set up the formation."
Thirty-six disciples of the Luoyun Sect simultaneously threw the formation flags in their hands into the air, which immediately emitted a strong light, forming a surge of colorful rays of light that enveloped the black light.
Accompanying the black light is Yan Yun's second Nascent Soul, which is surrounded by the flames of the Three Flame Fan.
He reflexively released all the demonic energy in his body. Although he lost the demonic energy and was refined for most of his body, he accidentally released the demonization of the Nascent Soul and regained his sanity.
At the critical moment of life and death, the Second Yuanying decisively abandoned the magic weapon Red Blood Sword and destroyed the three-color flame. In order to prevent Yan Yun from tracking him, he self-destructed the repaired Luo Ban.
The explosion power of these two magic weapons was so powerful that Yan Yun failed to take precautions and the second Nascent Soul was able to escape.
However, the Second Nascent Soul knew that this would not be able to resist Yan Yun for a long time, and planned to use the Nascent Soul teleportation technique to go to a certain island on Qiling Island as soon as he escaped from the Demonic Abyss.
And set up a hidden stronghold here in advance, using special treasures and advanced concealment arrays to avoid Yan Yun's spiritual detection and gain time to rest.
Unfortunately, Yan Yun actually summoned many low-level monks this time to pre-deploy a large prohibition array outside the seal, blocking the exit and waiting for him to fall into the trap.
At this moment, the second Nascent Soul was trapped in the colorful glow, extremely angry.
It waved its little hands wildly, releasing countless pitch-black sword energy, trying to break through the shackles of the glow.
However, the colorful rays of light were so magical that even though most of the sword energy was cut off, it quickly returned to its original state, leaving no opportunity for the second Nascent Soul to escape.
In desperation, the second Nascent Soul rubbed its arms violently and opened them at the same time, spraying out two black beams of light, which then transformed into two huge sword blades, slashing violently in the same direction.
This sword destroyed the surrounding formation equipment, leaving the monks unable to support themselves.
After the two loud noises, a crack several feet wide appeared in the colorful glow. Due to the large crack and the lack of energy supplied by the monks, it could not be healed in time.
The second Yuanying took the opportunity to use the teleportation technique and disappeared into the glow.
Then, black light flashed, and the black-green Nascent Soul appeared outside the colorful glow.
The second Nascent Soul looked at the group of cultivators and wanted to teleport away, but suddenly a breeze blew in front of him, and a figure appeared.
"Oops!"
His heart trembled, his body moved slightly, and he disappeared from here.
This person is Yan Yun who arrived in time.
Seeing the second Nascent Soul disappear instantly without any negotiation, Yan Yun's expression became even more gloomy and he snorted contemptuously.
Then, a bloody streak opened between his eyebrows, and a wisp of black energy emerged from it and turned into a black eyeball, looking strangely into the distance.
Immediately afterwards, a ray of black light shot straight into the void more than twenty feet away and exploded on its own.
As the black light flashed, the second Nascent Soul appeared in embarrassment, with a look of extreme shock.
Yan Yun sneered, sprayed out a small cyan cauldron from his mouth, and easily grabbed it back.
The green and white wings behind him fluttered, and he disappeared quietly.
When Nascent Soul turned around and saw this scene, he secretly screamed that something was wrong and tried to escape with black light. However, at this moment, a fluff of green silk descended from the void, binding him tightly.
Although Yuanying continued to release countless jets of black sword energy in an attempt to break free, it failed to work.
In desperation, he tried to use secret techniques to get out of the predicament, but a flash of green lightning suddenly appeared in front of him in the form of Yan Yun holding a small cauldron.
Seeing that Nascent Soul was still struggling, Yan Yun's eyes flashed coldly, and he flicked the small cauldron with his fingertips.
With a "dang" sound, the lid of the tripod opened automatically, and a green glow rose into the sky.
At the same time, the green silk that bound Yuanying also emitted a dazzling light, and Yuanying suddenly felt that the spiritual power in his body was blocked.
Immediately afterwards, there was a flash of green light, and Nascent Soul was pulled backwards, and in the blink of an eye, he was unable to resist and was sucked into the small cauldron.
Yan Yun pointed at the cauldron cover in the air, and the cauldron cover turned into blue light and fell, sealing the Xutian Cauldron again.
The small cauldron's light converged and returned to its original state. Yan Yun breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally showed a satisfied smile on his face.
The late Nascent Soul monk who was trapped in the Xutian Cauldron could no longer escape. Kui Huan, his wife and all the foundation-building disciples came forward to pay their respects, with flattering expressions on their faces.
"Thanks to your efforts in this battle, these two bottles of elixirs may help you improve your cultivation. Be sure to strengthen the control of the Demonic Abyss to prevent evildoers from sneaking in."
Yan Yun smiled softly, took out the white jade bottle and handed it to Kui Huan, giving additional instructions.
"Yes! I will discuss with each sect to increase manpower. Uncle Master can go back to Lingbi Island to rest before returning to the sect."
Kui Huan happily took the jade bottle and responded respectfully.
"No need, this place is not far from the sect. I still have important matters to deal with, so I won't stay long."
Yan Yun waved her hand to refuse, turned around and left in the form of a green rainbow.
Kui Huan and his wife bowed respectfully and watched Yan Yun disappear.
"Fellow Daoist Kui, what kind of elixir did Senior Yan leave behind? Given his noble status, it must be extremely precious."
The red-robed monk led his disciples closer, his eyes full of envy.
"I don't know the details, but it should be extraordinary. We need to repair the seal as soon as possible." Kui Huan smiled awkwardly, quickly put away the jade bottle, and turned to his disciples.
Although the seal has been repaired, the light is much dimmed.
Everyone in Luoyun Sect went to the stone pillar to teleport the magic circle to strengthen the seal.
Although the red-robed monk was curious about the type of elixir, he could not say anything more after seeing the situation and asked his disciples to join the repair team.
After several days of hard work, the seal gradually returned to its original state.
More than ten days later, Yan Yun returned to Yunmeng Mountain.
However, he never returned to Luoyun Sect, but went directly to Zimu Peak Dojo.
As soon as he landed, he saw a woman in plain clothes waiting in front of the cave door.
"It's you!" Yan Yun was slightly surprised.
"See Master." The beautiful female cultivator saluted respectfully with a serious look on her face. She is Yan Yun's registered disciple, Liu Yu.
"Are you waiting here?" Yan Yun asked with a frown. (End of chapter)