Chapter 774: Fishing in the Clouds of Mountains and Seas

Chapter 774: Fishing in the Clouds of Mountains and Seas

Ye Yang looked at the skin, his heart was filled with shock and anger, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

"Yuan Yidaozu, if you think I am as easy to control as you think, then you underestimate me."

In fact, as early as when he kidnapped Yuan Yidaozu.

Ye Yang had a plan and confidence in his mind at that time.

Now that the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect is about to attack.

It is even more necessary to make all kinds of complete preparations.

Ye Yang rose from the ground, and the wind and thunder sword wings behind him flashed, and he had already rushed into the sky.

The next moment, the surrounding space was broken by his sword wings, and Ye Yang rushed through the space at lightning speed, and soon returned to Feitianmen.

Ye Yang returned to Feitianmen and met Gu Xuan in a hurry.

After the two discussed.

The atmosphere in the entire sect hall was so solemn that it seemed as if water could drip out.

Gu Xuan frowned and paced in thought.

"The Sky-Splitting Sword Sect is extremely powerful, and this Yuan Yidao Patriarch is really insidious. Now he is hiding in the dark. I am afraid he is making plans in the dark, and his plot is not small."

"Is there still room for maneuver now?"

Gu Xuan stroked his beard and said.

"In my opinion, on the one hand, we should strengthen the sect's defense formation and refine and upgrade the Yin-Yang Guixu Formation again."

"On the other hand, we should select elders who are good at speaking and reasonable to go and deal with the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect and try to resolve the conflict. After all, they belong to the same lineage of Yalongling, and it is the best policy to shake hands and make peace."

Facing the powerful Sky-Splitting Sword Sect, he still felt a little worried.

Ye Yang thought for a while, then shook his head, and read all kinds of news from the Poison Gu Demon Old Man.

At present, the South Peak of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect is not only eyeing it covetously.

And more importantly, it is using the Feitian Gate as a sacrifice.

In addition, he can see what the other party is planning.

The sword master Lu Yu of the South Peak of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect has just broken through to the realm of Yuanshen Taoist.

The South Peak and the North Peak of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect are at loggerheads again.

This time, the other party has set their sights on the Feitian Sect, and they may have another idea.

This is to build momentum for the South Peak of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect and Lu Yu.

After this battle, the South Peak of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect will sacrifice the Feitian Sect, and then it is very likely that it will be independent of the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect and establish a new sect again.

The other party came prepared, and it is unlikely that they will want to ease the situation.

At this moment, the candlelight in the master's hall flickered, and the light and shadow swayed and jumped on the wall.

"The Sky-Splitting Sword Sect is eyeing us covetously, and we can't give up easily, especially since Tao'an Market was broken by the Blood Cloud Demon Lord and others some time ago, and everyone in the world is waiting to see what the sect thinks."

"This time, we must not only confront the Sky-Splitting Sword Sect, but also fight beautifully."

Hearing Ye Yang say this, Gu Xuan quite agrees.

"During this period, I have had a close relationship with the Taixu Dao Sect. If possible, I can also go and seek their help." Then, Ye Yang spoke again.

Ye Yang nodded.

In fact, he also had a choice in his heart.

He had previously accidentally opened up the Shanhai Diaoyunke of the Yin-Yang Realm through the remains of the black and white boy and the residual souls of the Yin-Yang Twins.

At that time, the other party had said that the Yin-Yang Realm and the Feitian Sect were cooperating with the intention of seizing the spiritual opportunity of this cultivation world.

In the near future, someone will come to the Feitian Sect to connect with them.

However, I don't know why.

After waiting for such a long time, I haven't seen anyone from the other party come.

This time, I can take this opportunity to explore the other party's intention to cooperate.

Thinking of this, Ye Yang immediately returned to the quiet room.

In the quiet room, the candlelight flickered, and a faint fragrance filled the air.

He pointed with one hand, and two residual souls, one black and one white, flew out from the Yin-Yang Guixu Formation.

After the remnant soul appeared beside Ye Yang, he sat cross-legged, formed seals with his hands, and chanted a spell.

After a while, the black and white air circulated rapidly.

As Ye Yang continued to move, the temperature around him seemed to drop a few degrees.

A vortex-like cloud formed behind him, like a portal to a mysterious world.

Then, under Ye Yang's control, the portal to the black and white Yin and Yang world gradually condensed and formed, turning into a bridge connecting heaven and earth.

With the end of the last spell.

The cloud of black and white interwoven suddenly fluctuated violently, as if it was pulled by some powerful force.

A vicissitudes of life voice came out of the black and white vortex.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, long time no see, why do you suddenly come to summon me."

Ye Yang opened his eyes and said.

"Senior, not long ago, you said that there were good players from the Yin and Yang world coming, but after waiting for so long, why hasn't anyone come yet?"

Hearing Ye Yang's words, a sigh came from the portal.

"To be honest, the situation in the Yin-Yang Realm has been urgent during this period. We have been attacked by the True Spirits from outside the domain and are short of manpower."

"However, a lot of problems have been solved in the early stage. You suddenly called me. I guess you have encountered some difficult things recently and need my help."

"Don't worry, I still remember the agreement we reached before, and I can provide you with support from a distance."

Hearing this, Ye Yang breathed a sigh of relief, and the heavy stone in his heart finally fell.

He hurriedly bowed.

"Thank you, senior! If you can help me when necessary, please do so. The Feitian Sect will remember it in their hearts and never forget it."

"Well, I will remember today's appointment. If you need anything, please let me know."

After saying this, Shanhai Diaoyunke waved his hand gently.

In an instant, the black and white clouds fluctuated violently again, and finally turned into a puff of light smoke and dissipated in the air.

When everything returned to calm, Ye Yang sat in the same place, and finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Just when Shanhai Diaoyunke disappeared.

Ye Yang suddenly felt something in his heart, opened his eyes, and looked at the vast night in front of him.

"What a fast speed!"

"The people from the Lietian Sword Sect have come!"

"And it's not just one person who came."

Ye Yang sensed it slightly.

He had already sensed the breath of the other party coming.

At this moment, not only Ye Yang, but all the disciples of Feitianmen had already felt the suffocating pressure in the air.

The Yin-Yang Guixu Formation of the entire Feitianmen started to operate quickly.

After the ancient formation was in operation, it emitted a low humming sound, as if a giant beast that had been sleeping for thousands of years had awakened.

The runes in the formation flickered with dim light, and the Cang Tian Dao Eye in the middle absorbed spiritual energy, emitting a strong breath like a whirlpool.

Accompanied by the operation of the Yin Yang Guixu formation.

The waves on the Luo River rolled, and the Shui Tian formation also started to operate rapidly. The originally calm river water instantly became turbulent and the waves rolled.

A huge whirlpool was also formed, which interacted with the Cang Tian Dao Eye.

A layer of faint blue light appeared on the water surface, and the two large formations echoed each other, jointly building an indestructible line of defense.

"Prepare to meet the enemy!"

At this moment, with the sound of Ye Yang's voice, it was like a huge bell reverberating in Feitianmen.

After Ye Yang's voice came out, the entire sect was filled with unquestionable firmness.

Let everyone who heard it feel an inexplicable power.

In the sect, each disciple unfolded the formation flag, quickly took his position, and waited in a serious manner according to the pre-arranged plan.

And Ye Yang flew out of the formation, stood in the sky, and looked at the vast night sky outside.

Several people have gathered in front.

The leader is an old man in a black robe, with cold eyes, like an ice knife in the cold winter, which makes people dare not look directly at him.

The two people behind him are also extraordinary.

The eyes are full of fierce sword light.

Ye Yang recognized these two people.

One is called Zijian, who is a Dharma Immortal who just broke through not long ago. He practiced the ever-changing Thirteen Cloud Sword and is extremely powerful.

The other is Xuankong Zhenren, whose identity is very mysterious and his strength is also mysterious. It is only known that he has been in charge of the sword hall in the Lietian Sword Sect for five hundred years.

But no one dared to underestimate him, because the number of Zhenren realm cultivators who died in his hands was at least twenty.

In this case, it goes without saying that the leader must be the Yuanshen Taoist who just broke through.

The Sword Master-Lu Yu.

"Dear Taoist friends, I wonder why you came to my Feitian Sect today?"

Ye Yang stood in the wind, facing the newcomers without fear.

The leader sneered.

"You should know this very well."

After saying this, he clenched his fist slightly.

The entire night was like an invisible and huge devil's hand, slowly extending from the horizon, taking the entire huge Feitian Gate into its palm, and then tightly clenching it.

The originally bright stars seemed to be afraid of the pressure of the dark night, hiding their bodies early and disappearing without a trace.

The bright moon that usually hangs high and sheds silver light.

At this moment, it also seems to be tightly covered by a thick black veil, dim and without light, with only a few strands of struggling light.

All around, it was so quiet that it was a little scary.

After the huge fist appeared.

Only the occasional cry of the night owl cut through the sky, sharp and shrill, adding a bit of ominous feeling to the depressing atmosphere.

But suddenly!

The silence was broken by a subtle but sharp "hissing" sound.

The sound was still far away at first, and in an instant it was like a surging tide, rolling in. (End of this chapter)