Chapter 1810: The Battle of Returning to the Void

Ye Chunyang didn't want to participate in the fight between these powerful people. Now these three middle-stage Return to Void were fighting for the Lingyuan Xianqiong. If he didn't leave now, when would he leave!

After his cultivation level was restored to the Spiritualization Stage, Ye Chunyang's body movement and magical power were incomparable to the past. With the blessing of Shadowless Escape and Qingyun Wing, his speed was almost lightning, and he escaped into the ghost fog in an instant.

There were countless monsters and ghosts raging around, and Ye Chunyang did not hesitate to kill them all!

He tore a bloody road out of his way!

"Damn it!"

Seeing Ye Chunyang escape without a trace, the old Taoist was furious.

You must know that this ghost fog can only be crossed by Ye Chunyang's thunder power. Now that Ye Chunyang has escaped his control, even if his cultivation level is high, he will probably be trapped here.

Yuan Xianyi's face was also very ugly.

The reason why he was able to come here just now was probably because Ye Chunyang had opened up a path, but even so, he still consumed a lot of energy. After another fight, whether he would have enough energy to fight out later would be a problem!

"Waste!"

Yuan Xianyi glanced at Hua Ling coldly and cursed.

Unknowingly, Ye Chunyang, who was originally insignificant, became the key figure in reversing the situation.

But at this time, he had disappeared without a trace, and even Yuan Xianyi and the old Taoist with high cultivation could only jump up and down.

Hua Ling's face was ashen. He had never expected that Ye Chunyang's magical power was so strong that he could not stop it with his cultivation in the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit.

The patriarch of the Dark Abyss Ghost Clan hid in the gray shadow and also glanced in the direction of Ye Chunyang's escape. His eyes swept across a bit of surprise, but he did not pay any attention to it. The ghost energy around him surged, and he drove a thick fog and ran straight to the stone basin on the stage.

"It's not that easy to get Lingyuan Xianqiong!" The old Taoist was furious when he saw this scene. He cast a spell quickly and drew a green halo in front of him.

The whole stone platform was centered on him, and the surrounding heaven and earth energy was rioting and gathering in the halo.

He picked up the bamboo pole flying sword and pointed it at the center of the halo.

"Boom!"

A surging wave filled the air, and it seemed that Lingyuan Xianqiong was about to be taken into his hand. The gray shadow was covered by the halo and could not move forward. At the same time, the bamboo pole flying sword circled up and down, strangling madly!

"Puff" several muffled sounds were heard.

The gray shadow suddenly exploded, and the large clouds and mist turned into green smoke and rose into the sky under the slashing of the flying sword, revealing an old man in a black cloak.

It was the patriarch of the Dark Abyss Ghost Clan.

Being beaten back by the old Taoist, the old man's eyes flashed with anger, and he pressed his hand in the air, and the Immortal Blade immediately shone brightly, and the murderous aura rushed into the sky.

The old man held the hilt of the blade tightly with both hands and swung it in the air.

A hundred-foot-wide streak of silk stretched across the void, as if it was going to tear the world in half, and the ghost fog shrouding the front was fiercely torn apart.

The old Taoist couldn't help but stare at this, and the bamboo pole flying sword drove the green light wheel to meet the Immortal Blade again. The sword and the sword collided in an instant, making a roar that made people's eardrums shatter, and the terrible spiritual waves rolled up.

"What a human old Taoist, you have such magical powers!"

The leader of the Dark Abyss Ghost Clan looked at the old man with a solemn look. This old Taoist seemed to be unremarkable, but the Immortal Blade could not do anything to him many times, which showed that his means were amazing.

"Humph, for this Lingyuan Xianqiong, I have waited for three hundred years. Whoever dares to stop me today will be buried here forever!" The old Taoist said angrily.

Originally, he thought that everything would go smoothly after catching Ye Chunyang, but he never expected that Yuan Xianyi would be summoned first, and then the leader of the Dark Abyss Ghost Clan would appear. What made him even more angry was that Ye Chunyang seemed to be obedient, but in fact he had been forbearing and waiting for an opportunity to trap him here.

"What an arrogant tone! I want to see what you can do to get Lingyuan Xianqiong?" The leader of the Dark Abyss Ghost Clan sneered sinisterly.

Before he finished speaking, he stomped his feet suddenly.

The void rumbled and trembled, and within a radius of a hundred feet, the space solidified. The Immortal Blade rose into the air like an angry dragon, and its power was several times more ferocious than before.

"Hehe, you two fight to the death, and I won't be polite to Lingyuan Xianqiong!"

The two people who were fighting fiercely suddenly heard a faint sarcasm, and Yuan Xianyi moved his body and quickly fell into the bluestone platform.

A layer of light appeared on his body, wrapping his body down, and the aftermath of the two people's magic had no effect on him at all.

It is conceivable that he used some kind of protective treasure.

"How dare you!"

The old Taoist was furious. He fought with the leader of the Dark Abyss Ghost Clan for only a moment, but he didn't expect that Yuan Xianyi would take advantage of him.

The leader of the Dark Abyss Ghost Clan also had a ferocious look in his eyes, and he raised his hand without saying a word.

"Swish!"

A sharp roar suddenly sounded behind Yuan Xianyi. The old man had just urged the spell, and the Immortal Blade arrived behind Yuan Xianyi in an instant. At the same time, the old Taoist's bamboo pole flying sword also flashed with a halo. The two attacks were full of murderous aura, attacking from both sides.

If this strike was successful, even if Yuan Xianyi had great magical powers, he would still have to suffer here!

"Get out of here!"

Yuan Xian's face was gloomy, and a white light flashed in his hand. The protective shield surrounding his body became more solid. Under the simultaneous attack of the Immortal Blade and the bamboo pole flying sword, it only sparked slightly and then quickly stabilized.

The old Taoist's eyes flashed coldly, and he did not retract the flying sword, but jumped to the opposite side of Yuanxian and grabbed Lingyuan Xianqiong.

Given the distance between the two, it was very likely that Lingyuan Xianqiong would really fall into the hands of one of them.

Hua Ling, Hua Yanxi and Hua Feier could not help but retreat far away when they saw the battle.

"The Lingyuan Xianqiong belongs to my Dark Abyss Ghost Clan, and no one can take it away!" The Dark Abyss Ghost Clan leader shouted, and the Immortal Blade was suspended in the air in front of him.

After saying this, he did not escape to the bluestone platform, but looked at the ghost fog in front of him, with a sly smile in his eyes.

Then, he pinched a spell, and a low and obscure spell came out of his mouth, like some kind of ancient magical method, and a mysterious seal with gray light flashing appeared in front of him.

"Buzz..."

The surrounding ghost energy suddenly fluctuated violently.

In the shocked eyes of everyone, gray air currents appeared in all directions, and the ghost fog seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force and quickly gathered towards the light wheel.

The gray fog that had just disappeared from the old man's body spread again, revealing an extremely cold breath.

"Hmm?"

Yuan Xianyi and the old Taoist didn't have time to grab the Lingyuan Xianqiong, and they were immediately surprised. They saw that the ghost fog had been taken into the seal by the Dark Abyss Ghost Clan Chief at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his body also swelled up.

At first glance, it looked like an inflated ball, but the breath it exuded made people feel palpitations.

"Ghost Curse?"

Yuan Xianyi said in a lost voice.

From the spell magic power that the Dark Abyss Ghost Clan Chief was performing at this moment, he thought of the records in a certain ancient book of Xuanji Palace, and his expression became solemn.

"Ghost Curse?"

"This is a ghost clan evil spell that has long been lost in ancient times. How could the Dark Abyss Ghost Clan have it?"

The old Taoist also frowned, and it was obvious that he had heard some rumors about this spell.

"This spell can forcibly absorb ghost energy, allowing the caster to instantly have a cultivation level beyond the realm. It seems that he intends to use this ghost fog to deal with us." Yuan Xianyi's eyes turned cold.

Even with his cultivation, his face suddenly became extremely ugly when he saw the ghost fog being forcibly absorbed by the leader of the Dark Abyss Ghost Clan.

"With his current strength, we can't fight him alone. Old man, why don't you and I work together to deal with this beast first?" Yuan Xianyi looked at the old Taoist and said.

The old Taoist's eyes flashed and nodded, "Okay, I will join forces with you!"

They knew the power of the Ghost Curse very well. Although there would be some terrible disadvantages in casting this curse, if the leader of the Dark Abyss Ghost Clan succeeded in casting the spell, it would be difficult to get the Lingyuan Xianqiong.

Although the two had their own ulterior motives, they didn't want to watch the treasures of heaven and earth being taken away by the other party.

"Humph, do you really think I came here without any preparation?"

The leader of the Dark Abyss Ghost Clan saw the two flying over, a sneer flashed in his eyes, and he absorbed the ghost fog more frantically.

Hua Yanxi and the other two stood far away and felt a painful feeling of their souls being taken away, but fortunately this ghost curse was not aimed at them, otherwise they would have died suddenly by now.

Now, they dared not get close at all and fled desperately.

"Damn it! That kid surnamed Ye has already escaped. Without his sword formation, we can't leave here at all!" Hua Yanxi gritted her teeth and hated secretly.

Ye Chunyang's sudden outbreak was beyond everyone's expectations. Now that he escaped, everyone became a turtle in the jar.

"This person has never been simple." Hua Feier sighed.

She looked at the three middle-stage returning to the void fighting on the bluestone platform, and the expression on her pretty face was extremely solemn.

After a moment, she slowly said: "If it comes to the last resort, we can only use that method to force out of the ghost fog."

Hua Yanxi was slightly startled, and then thought of what Hua Feier said, and her face suddenly changed.

"No!"

"The big man in the clan said that the method can only be used when you are in the most dangerous moment, and once this method is used, you will also have to bear an unimaginable price." Hua Yanxi shook her head decisively.

"Is there any other way now?" Hua Feier smiled bitterly.

"But..." Hua Yanxi opened her mouth slightly.

"Bang!"

She was about to say something when suddenly a strange sound came out.

The two women's eyes focused, and they saw the ghost energy surging in front of them. A low explosion sounded in the thick ghost fog, and then a figure was sucked out from it.

The figure was surrounded by strange light, as if it appeared passively under certain circumstances, and when the light around him dissipated, everyone was surprised.

This person was dressed in black and black clothes, and the power of thunder was permeated on his body. It was Ye Chunyang!

Suddenly appearing here, Ye Chunyang's face also showed doubt, and then his face looked ugly!

After escaping just now, he did not stop for a moment, and directly tore through the ghost fog to rush out of this ghost eye.

But unexpectedly, just as he was about to escape from the ghost fog, a huge force rushed into the ghost fog, and the ghost energy inside was madly absorbed by it.

And without any warning, he was pulled back here by this surging force!