Chapter 1371: The Ancient War

Chapter 1371: The Ancient War

"Why is it him?"

"Is he Ye Chunyang?"

"..."

Shocked words echoed from each peak.

Nie Xin's cross-legged body suddenly stood up, looking straight at the back of the figure standing proudly in the void.

"Isn't he Senior Xiaobao's follower? How come he is the soul cultivator master Wan Xiuzhu asked to fight?"

Mu Qingru took a few steps back and suddenly collapsed to the ground with a wonderful expression.

She couldn't understand how an inconspicuous boy in the Qi refining stage suddenly turned into "Ye Chunyang" that everyone guessed.

Mu Qingru didn't want to believe what she saw before her eyes, but the powerful spiritual thoughts released by Ye Chunyang just now completely destroyed her confidence.

If you are not a master of soul cultivation, how can you achieve the magical power of flying away with your spiritual thoughts?

"Ye Yun?"

"Ye Chunyang?"

"Out-of-body soul cultivation?"

Nie Ying murmured in disbelief, feeling as if the sky had collapsed.

"Is it really him?"

"Is he the Master Ye of Lindu City you mentioned?"

Shen Tianyun looked at Shen Ruyan in surprise, feeling equally incredible about the scene in front of him.

"It's this person. I just made a guess at first, but I didn't expect it to be Master Ye." Shen Ruyan stroked her chest and suppressed the shock in her heart.

That person's appearance had been deeply engraved in her heart since she said goodbye to him at Biyun Peak in Lindu City a few years ago. Shen Ruyan had thought about what it would be like to see him again next time, but she never imagined that it would be like this.

Looking at the figure walking in the void, Shen Tianyun suddenly fell silent.

The spiritual energy emanating from the other party was so strong that even he felt suppressed.

"Ye Chunyang, you are finally here!"

On the top of the mountain, Wan Xiuzhu laughed wildly, shaking the forest.

"I have been waiting here for a whole month! Don't let me down!"

He took off his cloak, revealing an ancient face. The image was ordinary, but it exuded a majesty that looked down on all directions.

Ye Chunyang activated his spiritual thoughts, stepped on the void, and walked into the mother peak step by step. His eyes calmly glanced at Yan Yuyan next to him, and his brows furrowed slightly.

A divine thought was released, and the spell on the woman was immediately lifted.

"senior……"

Yan Yuyan looked excited.

"Leave now. If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it later." Ye Chunyang waved his hand.

Yan Yuyan glanced at him, then at Wan Xiuzhu, nodded and left silently.

"Ye Daoyou has magical powers. The soul technique I planted on this girl is very incomprehensible to humans. You can break it off with just a wave of your hand. It seems that I am not wrong about the person."

Instead of being angry, Wan Xiuzhu was overjoyed.

"I'm a stranger to fellow Taoist Taoist. Your Excellency took great pains to lure Ye here. What's the reason?" Ye Chunyang's expression remained unchanged.

His identity as a soul cultivator has not been made public in the world of immortal cultivation, and he has never met Wan Xiuzhu, but the other party declared war here in a high-profile manner, and even went so far as to capture Yan Yuyan here. It was obvious that he had already been investigated.

"Haha, I have been living in seclusion on Tianmo Cliff for hundreds of years. Of course Fellow Daoist Ye doesn't know about me, but Fellow Daoist Ye must recognize my disciple Xu Guang, right?"

Wan Xiuzhu sneered.

"Xu Guang?"

Ye Chunyang thought of the soul cultivator that the Zhao family asked him to deal with, and nodded lightly, "So he is your disciple."

"good."

A cold light flashed in Wan Xiuzhu's eyes, and he said: "Although Xu Guang is my disciple, his skills are not as good as others. He will die when he dies. It has nothing to do with me. However, I heard that Ye Daoyou has great soul skills, so I would like to see if this is the case." ?”

Before he finished speaking, Wan Xiuzhu suddenly took a step forward, his eyes pulsating with red flames.

"Buzz!"

A clear cry resounded.

The spiritual light surged from Wan Xiuzhu's head, and layers of spiritual thoughts filled the air. A soul bathed in red flames rose up, and the overwhelming spiritual pressure instantly shook the mountains.

"Three hundred years ago, I traveled across the Northern Territory, and only Mo Shang was worthy of a fight. At that time, Mo Shang was already an out-of-body soul cultivator, and I had not yet advanced to this level. Today, I have become a soul, and I should challenge Mo Shang again. People, to avenge the past.”

"But before that, let me use your death, Ye Chunyang, to prove my peak soul skills!"

"Ye Chunyang, suffer death!"

Wan Xiuzhu Yuanshen flew away, opened and closed his hands, and drew a curse seal. The void within a few feet radius suddenly burst into flames, and red flames surged wildly.

"This is soul magic!"

In the surrounding sub-peaks, the expressions of the monks showed awe.

Yuan Shen is where a person's soul lies. Without God, there is no soul, and without soul, one will perish.

When a mana cultivator reaches the golden elixir realm, he can also form a soul in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his consciousness and perception are doubled, but compared with the various soul spells mastered by soul cultivators, they are not of the same nature at all.

The Soul Cultivation Spirit can fly to the sky and escape from the earth without fear of spring thunder and sunlight. The Dharma Cultivation Spirit cannot survive after leaving the body. If the body cannot be taken away within a certain period of time, the result will be that the soul will fly away.

At the moment, Wan Xiuzhu Yuan Shen is leaving his body and drawing curses in the void. These magical powers are really unpredictable by ghosts and gods.

"With the strength of Wan Xiuzhu's soul, even if he is completely separated from the physical body, he can still practice normally. This is the uniqueness of soul cultivation!"

Aoki sighed.

As he said that, he couldn't help but look across the way, with a solemn heart: "I wonder if Junior Brother Ye can compete with this person?"

Ye Chunyang raised his head slightly and looked at the red flames flashing in the sky without moving.

Wan Xiuzhu's soul is not weak, he is the strongest soul cultivator he has encountered since his ascension, but that's all.

"It's a pity that you met me now. A year ago, it would have taken some effort to deal with you, but now you are just here to die."

Ye Chunyang shook his head and pointed between his eyebrows.

"Boom!"

The pleasant fairy sound resounded, and a dazzling golden light glowed out.

At the same time, the Wanxiu Bamboo Curse Seal arrived, and everything in sight was filled with red flames burning the sky.

These red flames were transformed by spiritual thoughts. They seemed illusory and invisible, but their power was astonishing. Before they fell, the mountains, rocks and trees around Ye Chunyang had already turned into nothingness.

"This flame is soul fire. It can only be cultivated by special techniques. I have worked hard for hundreds of years to cultivate this technique. I originally wanted to keep it to deal with the people in Mo Shang, but I didn't expect to meet you first."

Seeing Ye Chunyang's soul leaving his body, Wan Xiuzhu was full of fighting spirit.

There are not many soul cultivators in the world today, and soul cultivators who have reached the out-of-body stage are even rarer. It is exciting for Wan Xiuzhu to meet an opponent who is as good as himself.

But the next scene surprised Wan Xiuzhu.

Ye Chunyang's soul escaped, opened his mouth and spat out, and a wave of soul rolled out wildly, like a landslide and a tsunami, and all the red flames around him were extinguished.

"What a powerful soul!"

Everyone in the sub-peak retreated under the pressure of the divine soul. Some of the monks who were relatively close and had low level of practice were so shocked that their eyes turned white and they vomited blood and fell to the ground.

On the mother peak, Meng Yuan, who was still watching the battle, was buzzing in his head. He had no time to make any defensive moves and flew directly through the air, landing dozens of miles away.

Fortunately, his spiritual soul cultivation was extraordinary, otherwise at such a close range, the aftermath of this spiritual thought alone would have severely damaged his vitality.

"Master and Ye Chunyang are both soul cultivators in the out-of-body stage. Such a powerful soul power is beyond the ability of ordinary people to resist. I'd better find another safe place to watch the battle."

Meng Yuan hurriedly fled far away, not daring to stop at the mother peak.

At the same time, Wan Xiuzhu's expression changed slightly.

Ye Chunyang did not use soul skills, but used the pressure of his soul to dissolve his soul fire. Such an ability was beyond the reach of ordinary soul cultivators.

Immediately, his spell changed, and his soul escaped into the sky, urging the spell with one hand.

Everyone looked up and saw that the sky had darkened at some point.

Dark clouds gathered from all directions and condensed in the sky above Wan Xiuzhu.

As soon as he executed the technique, a loud rumble came from the clouds, and the sounds of violent wind and rain came one after another.

For a time, the earth shook and the mountains shook, grass and trees flew, and the surrounding clouds and fog were dispersed. The scene was particularly spectacular.

Seeing this scene, all the monks were shaken.

Wan Xiuzhu controls the power of heaven and earth with his soul, turning clouds and rain in a single thought. This divine power is truly shocking.

There are many masters of the Spirit Transformation Realm and the Golden Core Realm present, and they must not be afraid under the majesty of this place.

On top of the mountain peak, the bodies of the two men stood motionless, while their souls faced each other across the distance.

"Ye Chunyang, let's see how this old man's method of controlling gods goes!"

Wan Xiuzhu laughed loudly. The soul stood in the air, like a god in charge of the wind and clouds, showing supreme power.

After finishing his words, he waved his hand and saw strong winds and clouds and rain all over the sky, covering Ye Chunyang's surroundings in an instant.

"Little tricks."

Ye Chunyang opened his mouth expressionlessly.

"Zha!"

A powerful sound wave spread like a bell, spreading among the mountains, but wherever it went, the clouds and rain dispersed without leaving a trace.

"Shocking Curse!"

"You actually know the unique soul technique of the ancient Immortal Refining Sect?"

Wan Xiuzhu raised his eyebrows, and before he could show his surprise, he saw Ye Chunyang's body glowing with golden light, and his eyes shot out a rainbow of light.

Several muffled sounds of "Plop" were heard, and the beam of light penetrated the dark clouds and was directly in front of Wan Xiuzhu. It seemed like a simple attack, but it was as fast as lightning, making it impossible to dodge.

Wan Xiuzhu was also very human. After his expression changed slightly, his spirit disappeared in a flash.

When he reappeared, he was already several feet away.

Ye Chunyang sneered, and his soul turned into a golden bird again and soared into the air, heading straight for Wan Xiuzhu.

In just a few breaths, the two had collided for several rounds. However, the fight was so fast that the onlookers could not see clearly and could only vaguely sense the fluctuations in their souls.

"Whoosh!"

In a sub-peak to the north, a ray of light flashed through. Before everyone could regain their senses, they saw the mountain peaks opening to the left and right, and instantly being leveled to the ground.

On top of the destroyed mountain peak, two phantoms of souls appeared again. No damage was seen on either side, but their momentum was even more majestic than before.

Wan Xiuzhu was surrounded by red flames, staring ahead at the uncertainty of the weather.

"This person's soul is extremely strong, but his soul skills are relatively simple. What's going on? Does he have a powerful soul but lacks soul skills?"

After several fights, Wan Xiuzhu felt strange.

The power of Ye Chunyang's soul shocked him, but the soul skills used by the other party were relatively monotonous and lacked any tricks. He didn't know whether he was deliberately hiding his clumsiness or for some other reason.

"No matter whether you have something to hide or not, in today's battle, there is only one winner, and that is me, Wan Xiuzhu!"

"It was just a small test, now let me show you my true strength!"

Wan Xiuzhu stepped out of the void, his eyes suddenly sharp.