Chapter 556 Anyone who stands in my way will die

Chapter 556 Anyone who stands in my way will die

"Ye Xiaobao, you finally showed up. You've made it easy for me to find you this year!"

Ye Chunyang's appearance was deeply remembered by Elder Qiong. He had been searching for traces of him for the past year. Unexpectedly, the other party actually showed up at his door, which surprised Elder Qiong even more.

On the other side, the white-haired old man saw the bones of the golden beast and the traces of the formation around it. Why didn't he understand what happened? His murderous intent surged.

He stared at Ye Chunyang with a cold face, and said word by word: "Boy, was it you who killed the golden beast?"

Ye Chunyang's heart sank slightly.

He expected that the masters of Jinghai Sect might be alerted, but he did not expect that they would come so quickly, nor did he expect that the old monster Jiedan who was chasing him some time ago was also here.

After giving the other party a cold glance, he used the driving technique without a word. Amidst the sound of thunder, the person had escaped into the air.

"Kid, save your life!"

The white-haired old man never expected that Ye Chunyang could escape so fast. He was startled and immediately set out to pursue him.

"Hehe, even if this kid has three heads and six arms, he can't escape from my grasp today!"

Elder Qiong also laughed ferociously, and the magic power under his feet formed a cloud, and shot away in the blink of an eye.

Several late-stage magic cultivators behind him looked at Ye Chunyang, who had escaped several miles away in the blink of an eye, with shock on their faces.

They had also vaguely heard some rumors about this position. They thought they were exaggerated through false rumors, but today they saw that the rumors were true.

Several people hesitated for a moment and stood there at a loss.

Ye Chunyang had no idea what others were thinking. Seeing Elder Qiong and the white-haired old man chasing after him like lightning, his heart sank.

"I didn't expect that Jinghai Sect actually has two alchemy monks. Boy, I'm afraid we're going to be in trouble today."

Guang Lingzi spoke solemnly and transmitted the message to him.

"This is indeed unexpected, but it is not easy for them to capture me."

Ye Chunyang looked back and saw two escaping lights gradually approaching. He sneered without showing any trace of panic.

"So, you already have a way to deal with it."

Guang Lingzi was a little surprised.

Ye Chunyang pondered for a moment and sneered: "Coping doesn't count. After all, the Danjie monks are not my enemies. However, this place is not far from Tianqimen. This junior is still somewhat confident in his escape skills. As long as he can do it as soon as possible When we return to the sect, no matter how high their cultivation level is, they won’t dare to come and hunt them down.”

Guang Lingzi fell silent after hearing this. After a while, he sighed slightly and said: "It seems that there is no other way at the moment, but these two pill-forming monks are not ordinary people. If we can't get rid of them before rushing back to Tianqimen, Our situation is very bad.”

"Senior, don't worry. I was able to escape from that old monster once when I was overseas, and I can do the same today."

Ye Chunyang said expressionlessly.

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out a bottle of psychic spring water and drank it in one gulp without hesitation. Suddenly, the light around him suddenly rose.

Guang Lingzi was startled when he saw this, and immediately understood something, and said curiously: "No wonder you have such confidence, I have forgotten that you used the demon-eating Gu to collect a lot of psychic spring water in the spiritual world. With this thing , Unless you are a master in the middle stage of pill formation, no one in the world can beat you."

During the time when Ye Chunyang was escaping overseas, Guangling was in a deep sleep. The specific situation was not known, and Ye Chunyang did not explain it to him. Therefore, he did not know that he got rid of Elder Qiong through the quick recovery effect of the psychic spring water. See you now. Naturally, he was surprised when he drank the psychic spring water.

"Although the psychic spring water cannot improve my cultivation, it can keep my magic power fully charged. With this, even the pill-forming monks cannot catch up with me based on my escape technique."

Ye Chunyang came out of the passage, and then chanted a mantra, his escape speed suddenly increased several times, and he disappeared through the clouds like a meteor.

"Fellow Daoist Qiong, this..."

The white-haired old man was chasing after him, and suddenly saw Ye Chunyang disappearing into an afterimage, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Even though he had long heard that Ye Chunyang's escape skills were astonishing, in his opinion, the other party was only at the middle stage of magic power, and how fast he could be, but the scene in front of him really shocked him to the extreme.

Elder Qiong seemed to have expected it and was not surprised at all. However, when he saw Ye Chunyang disappear in a flash, he was still shocked and angry.

He released his spiritual consciousness to explore where Ye Chunyang was escaping. After confirming the direction of the latter's escape, he couldn't help but said gloomily: "This kid probably wants to escape back to Tianqimen. He must not be allowed to go back, otherwise he will be caught again in the future." Difficult."

"Hmph, this kid hunted my sect's spiritual beast. I wish I could crush his bones and raise his ashes. How can I let him go back safely? There happen to be elders of our sect patrolling nearby, so I will summon them to set up a magic circle to stop this kid."

The white-haired old man waved his hand and used a teleportation talisman, and then activated the magic spell in his hand. His figure flashed quickly and almost shrunk to an inch, and he quickly chased after Ye Chunyang where he disappeared.

Elder Qiong was not slow at all and flew away with him.

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One day later, over a huge mountain, the shape of Ye Chunyang passed by as fast as lightning.

Through the blessing of the psychic spring water and several body techniques, he was now eight hundred miles away, but his face was not red and he was not out of breath. His magic power remained intact and did not appear to be consumed at all.

Flying over the mountain range, he secretly calculated that it was still several days away from Tianqimen, but with his speed, he could shorten the time by twice, and the auras of the two alchemy monks behind him were getting closer and closer. The further away you are, the less worried you are of being caught up by them.

Thinking of this, Ye Chunyang raised a smile on his lips, and mentioned the escape method again. The auspicious clouds under his feet thickened several times, and his figure moved away again.

However, just as he escaped to a plain several miles away, his eyes suddenly fixed, and then something unexpected happened.

Hearing several sharp sounds of breaking wind, a dozen or so formation flags of different colors rose from the ground under his feet, interweaving around to form a large sealing formation, blocking the spiritual energy within a hundred feet.

Ye Chunyang felt his magic power stagnate, and his body was unstable, and he fell down involuntarily.

"Bang bang bang."

The ground exploded, and several figures broke out of the ground with the earth escape technique. They were three men and women, five mid-stage magic cultivators, and instantly surrounded him.

"The great elder has ordered to capture this person and kill him without mercy!"

A gray-clothed old man who looked like a leader held a red formation flag in his hand. While speaking, he urged the magic formula, and the flag surface glowed brightly, spewing bursts of fire, and trapped Ye Chunyang directly.

As he shouted, the four people around him also raised their hands and threw their flags. The flames on their flags were blazing. It turned out to be a true fire formation, which was about to burn Ye Chunyang to ashes.

Ye Chunyang frowned slightly. Judging from the aura of this formation, it should be a low-level spiritual formation. However, these people were just showing off their skills in front of him.

Immediately, he recited a formula, and several blood lines appeared on his body. He punched the ball of fire in front of him.

There were several loud "booms". The flames exploded wherever the fist wind passed. At the same time, Ye Chunyang stepped on the ground, and the ground suddenly sank several feet deep. Countless cracks extended to the surrounding people like an abyss.

"Such a powerful body?"

The gray-clothed old man's face changed drastically. He hurriedly raised his hand to throw out the formation flag, and then took out a talisman with his backhand and quickly poured magic power into it.

But he couldn't activate the talisman. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared in front of him, and a figure broke through the magic circle and appeared in front of him.

"Whoever stands in my way will die!"

A low shout came from Ye Chunyang's mouth, and the body refining technique was suddenly exerted to the extreme, and the fist was directly aimed at the gray-clothed old man's face.

The gray-clothed old man was horrified and hurriedly used the technique to defend himself, but it was too late. He only saw the fist shadow flashing in front of him, and then he felt a suffocation like a mountain crushing, and his body flew away like mud.

Died on the spot without a complete corpse.

Seeing the leader being beaten into a pulp by a punch, the remaining few people were like a cold wind blowing past their ears, their faces were full of fear, and they didn't care about the formation at the moment, and fled to all directions.

Although they got the task of trapping and killing this person, they never expected that this person was so strong. The gray-clothed old man with the same level of cultivation was killed in one encounter. They didn't think they were his opponent.

Watching these people fleeing, Ye Chunyang snorted coldly, his figure flashed quickly, and in an instant he threw several punches. Before they could escape a few steps, they had already reunited with the gray-clothed old man in the underworld.

Ye Chunyang would not hold back on these cultivators who were attached to the Wutian Sect. Moreover, they were ambushed here, obviously under the order of the Grand Elder of the Jinghai Sect. If they were not killed, there would be endless troubles.

Although these people were also in the middle stage of mana cultivation, Ye Chunyang could easily crush the same level in terms of mana and physical body, so he naturally did not take them seriously.

After killing the opponent with one move, Ye Chunyang clapped his hands and flew away again.

About three hours later, the figures of the white-haired old man and Elder Qiong appeared above the plain. Seeing the bodies of several mana cultivators on the ground, the white-haired old man was full of anger and roared in anger.

Elder Qiong took a look, a little cold light flashed in his eyes, and then continued to chase without expression.

In fact, he had expected this result. When they were overseas, Fairy Bihua died at the hands of Ye Xiaobao. These people were just in the middle stage of mana and were just going to die.

However, with these people blocking him, the boy's speed should be slowed down, so there would be a chance to catch up with him.

Because of this, when the white-haired old man gave orders to his disciples, Elder Qiong did not stop him.

But unfortunately, they would not have thought that Ye Chunyang had a spiritual spring water, a spiritual object of heaven and earth. After a fierce battle, not only was there no consumption, but the speed of escape was not reduced at all. When he appeared again two days later, he had already reached the foot of the Tianqimen Mountain.

However, when he looked back, he saw two escape lights coming again like a thorn in the bone. They were the white-haired old man and Elder Qiong.

"These two old ghosts are really persistent..."

Ye Chunyang's face was slightly cold. He thought that when they arrived at the territory of Tianqimen, these two people would not dare to rashly trespass even if they were conceited. Unexpectedly, they were so fierce.

Staring at the two rays of light chasing after him for a moment, Ye Chunyang snorted coldly and turned around to flee towards the sect gate.

He had been hiding all the way just to return to the sect to hide. Now that he had reached the foot of the mountain, Ye Chunyang would not be stupid enough to confront the two head-on.

But just as he was casting a spell to speed up, the two rays of light behind him were unexpectedly fast. At the same time, there was a thunderous sound in the air, and a pitch-black gourd suddenly appeared, with thick black mist gushing out of the gourd mouth, covering him directly.