Mortal's Immortal Way of Longevity

Chapter 274 Yuan Yao's demeanor, Shura's underworld sickle (23, please subscribe!)
Among the top ten tribes of the Mulan forward allied forces, the Huangsha tribe was dealt with by Ye Changsheng as soon as he met him.

The high-level monks dispatched by this large tribe only had one Nascent Soul and two alchemy monks. After being killed by Ye Changsheng, the tribe was considered abolished.

Those low-level monks and mortals below didn't even know what happened just now, and they didn't even know that the high-level power in the clan had been killed by others.

After Ye Changsheng left, not long after, several rays of light flew here.

In the twilight, a powerful aura revealed their identities as Nascent Soul cultivators.

These are several other Nascent Soul cultivators from the Ten Great Tribal Alliance, summoned by Master Mu of the Heavenly Wind Department, the leader.

They came to encircle and suppress Nanlonghou and his party.

In fact, when Nanlonghou and his party approached the Mulan Grassland, their whereabouts were discovered by the Mulan people.

At that time, Master Mu of the Tianfeng Department urgently dispatched the Huangsha Department to block the way of this group of people after learning the news.

In fact, he also has an extremely big head, and he doesn't want to fight this group of human Nascent Souls now.

But such a group of people, they came to Mulan Grassland, who knows what they are here for?

He must not let it go, otherwise, if something goes wrong, he will not be able to bear the consequences.

So, deployment was made immediately.

The task he gave to the Huangsha Department was to temporarily stop these Nascent Souls and wait for his reinforcements to arrive.

Then he himself quickly went to summon other Nascent Souls.

Unexpectedly, the Great Master of the Huangsha Department knew that his order was to consume the strength of the Huangsha Department, so he ignored Nanlonghou and his party and let them go.

But in the end, the people from the Huangsha tribe died at the hands of Ye Changsheng. When the Nascent Souls from other tribes gathered and discovered this scene, their expressions were extremely gloomy.

"The high-ranking monks in the Yellow Sand Department are all dead. This is probably the work of those Tiannan Nascent Souls. Brother Mu, what should we do next?" Such a voice came from a ray of light.

The Nascent Soul of the nine Mulan people gathered here, looking coldly at the Huangsha Department below.

The Huangsha tribe is now abolished, and their fate is likely to be annexed by other tribes.

Master Mu of the Tianfeng Department had an extremely ugly expression on his face. Although the heavy casualties of the Huangsha Department made him secretly happy, but such a big problem happened, and the responsibility of the forward commander is not small. !

"Chasing, we must not let these Tiannan people enter the depths of the Mulan Grassland!" He said with a gritted teeth.

In an instant, Jiudao Dunguang chased Nanlonghou and Ye Changsheng.

Soon, Ye Changsheng's spiritual consciousness discovered the group of Mulan Yuanying who were chasing up.

"Well, am I going to stop these people here? Or let them go and let them chase those people from Nanlonghou?" Ye Changsheng's eyes showed a thoughtful look.

With his strength, he thought to himself that it would not be difficult to deal with these Nascent Souls who were chasing up.

After all, these are just nine Nascent Soul early stage monks.

However, it is estimated that it will take a lot of time to solve this group of people. In this case, those people from Nanlonghou are likely to fly out of his monitoring range.

Moreover, after this group of vanguards, the real French army of the Mulan people should come over soon.

At that time, if it falls into the army of legal scholars, it will be too much to walk around.

Thousands of monks shot together, even the late master monks would flee.

It is best to leave this area before the army of mages actually arrives, and not to be entangled by them.

"This group of guys are all old foxes. They should have known that their group had been discovered by the Mulan people. If there were no pursuers behind them, it would have aroused their suspicion!"

"Just let these people go!"

Ye Changsheng muttered to himself, suddenly he stopped and fell to the ground, the light on his whole body twisted and then disappeared.

Even the breath of people is gone.

After a while, the Nascent Souls of the nine Mulan people all rushed over and flew past without realizing that Ye Changsheng was here.

The speed of this group of people is very fast, much faster than that of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, because they are all riding in a white flying instrument.

Windmill!
The flying magic weapon of the Tianfeng Department of the Mulan people, its regular flight speed far exceeds that of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators.

After the group of people flew over, Ye Changsheng reappeared and followed from afar.

When they actually reached the Mulan Grassland, Nanlonghou and his party of eight were chased by the Mulan people.

Seeing these Mulan Yuanying who were chasing up behind them, Nan Longhou and the others suddenly changed their expressions.

They have no intention of fighting these people at all, and it is impossible for anyone to fight in such a place, because the army of the Muran people will come over soon.

So, after discussing casually, Marquis Nanlong gave everyone a place to gather, and the group of eight immediately dispersed and flew in different directions.

Seeing the actions of Brother Tiannan, these Mulan people also immediately dispersed their troops, two of them went to chase the Marquis of Nanlong, and the remaining seven went to chase the other seven one by one.

Ye Changsheng was at the back, and after sensing Yuan Yao's position a little, he also flew in that direction.

Soon, he discovered that the person chasing Yuan Yao was none other than Mu Lan Yuanying who was driving the Yufengche.

After flying hundreds of miles away, Yuan Yao frowned slightly as she looked at Yufengche behind her who was getting closer and closer to her.

There are many secret methods of ghosts recorded in her Shura Pluto skills, among which there are naturally extremely mysterious evasion techniques.

This kind of escape technique is only a little slower than the blood escape technique that needs to consume blood essence to perform.

This is already the top escape technique, extremely fast, but still unable to get rid of the pursuit of the person behind him.

Not only that, the distance between each other was getting closer and closer, and Mu Lan Yuanying, who was driving the windmill, was about to catch up.

Yuan Yao sighed softly, and she finally understood why the old man surnamed Yun in the mid-Yuanying stage changed his complexion when he saw the Yufengche just now.

This windmill is really a top-level flying treasure, unless she uses the supernatural power of the blood escape technique, she can't get rid of the opponent.

But on such a dangerous grassland, it is undoubtedly a huge hidden danger to use the blood escape technique to consume essence and blood.

It was impossible for Yuan Yao to do this, so she stopped, turned around, and planned to fight this Mulan Yuanying, weighing the magical powers of the magician.

Just after entering the Nascent Soul, he has never fought against anyone.

Looking coldly at Bai Guang who was chasing him, a huge long-handled sickle appeared in Yuan Yao's hand.

The whole body of the sickle is as black as ink, and there are countless talismans flowing on it. The deep black gives people a feeling that they want to suck the soul into it.

Shura Nether Realm Scythe!

This is Yuan Yao's natal magic weapon, if it can be transformed to the extreme in the future, it will become a holy weapon of ghosts.

The sickle was longer than a human being, and Yuan Yao, who was dressed in a black dress, looked petite under the huge sickle.

Her snow-white skin and pitch-black magic weapon set off each other, creating a thrilling beauty.

When the Nascent Soul of the Mulan saw the scythe from a distance, he immediately had a feeling of fright.

As soon as the divine sense touched this magic weapon, it immediately devoured it.

"What kind of evil magic weapon is this?" He was extremely surprised, and the speed of the windmill under his feet suddenly slowed down a lot.

Slowly, the Yufeng Chariot stopped hundreds of feet away from Yuan Yao.

The monk in the car was an old man in his sixties, with some strange blue tattoos on both sides of his cheeks.

He was wearing a blue brocade shirt with a strange style, and his aura fluctuated amazingly. He was actually a cultivator at the peak of the early Yuanying period.

After getting off the car, the legal man cast a cold glance at Yuan Yao's side, and stretched out his hand. The Yufeng car quickly became smaller and fell into his hand, and he calmly put it away.

Seeing the opponent's calm movements, Yuan Yao's beautiful eyes flashed a cold light, and with a swipe of the huge sickle in her hand, a jet-black blade light flew obliquely, and slashed at the old man extremely fast.

Seeing this scene, the old man raised his hand unhurriedly, a blue light suddenly appeared in his hand, and a slender blue thread turned into a giant python and rushed out, meeting the jet-black blade light.

Rumble!
The explosion sounded, and the two rays of light collided and intertwined together, and the terrifying fluctuations of spiritual power radiated.

Seeing the giant python flying out and blocking the jet-black blade light, the old man immediately showed a trace of relief on his face.

Just as he was about to say something, suddenly, he saw the pitch-black blade light bursting out in the air, turning into slender pitch-black silk threads.

These pitch-black silk threads were extremely sharp, strangled the giant blue python in the blink of an eye, and then rushed over overwhelmingly.

"what?!"

The Nascent Soul of the Mulan people was taken aback when he saw this scene, and quickly threw out a blue bead from his hand.

The blue bead twirled in the air, and immediately pieces of blue crushed ice flew out of the bead.

Countless pieces of blue ice were densely suspended on the mountain above the old man's head, his expression became serious, and he shouted coldly: "Go!"

Immediately, the blue ice crystals all over the sky shot away like a strong bow and crossbow, hitting those pitch-black silk threads.

As soon as the two met, the blue shattered ice immediately burst open, turning into a white mist of cold air, wrapping all these jet-black and sharp threads in it, and freezing them.

At the same time, countless blue ice crystals burst towards Yuan Yao.

Seeing this, Yuan Yao slashed the sickle in front of her, and in an instant, black lotus flowers appeared out of thin air, spinning and blocking in front of her.

After the blue ice crystals hit the lotus, they were immediately blocked, and even if they spewed out cold air, they were sucked away by the lotus.

Seeing this scene, the old man frowned, his eyes showed a thoughtful look, as if he was remembering something.

But within a breath or two, his complexion suddenly changed, and he yelled, "Supernatural powers?!"

A faint smile bloomed on Yuan Yao's peerless appearance, and the world paled in an instant.

A gray flame suddenly gushed out from her body, swallowing all the blue ice crystals around her.

Silently, those blue ice crystals were all refined by the gray flames.

Yuan Yao smiled sweetly, pinched out a seal formula with both hands, and then endless black mist erupted all over her body.

The black mist quickly diffused, enveloping the entire area within a radius of several miles.

Seeing this scene, the old man's expression changed slightly, and the blue bead in his hand emitted a faint light, forming a blue light curtain to envelop him.

Yuan Yao's figure disappeared in the pitch-black ghost fog. The next moment, in the ghost fog, those places with the most yin energy grew black lotus flowers one after another.

The lotus flower bloomed, and figures walked out of it, all in black dresses, holding a huge sickle in their hands, Yuan Yao with a cold smile on his face.

Seeing this scene, the Mulan Nascent Soul cultivator's complexion changed drastically. His consciousness was greatly affected by the ghost fog, and he couldn't tell the real and fake figures at all.

Hundreds of women in black skirts came to kill him!
"boom!"

There was a crisp sound, and a pitch-black sickle seemed to appear out of nowhere, and it slashed on the blue bead, making an explosive sound immediately.

The light blue light curtain shook violently!

The old man looked gloomy at the snow-white hand on the huge scythe.

Female figures in black dresses rushed towards him one after another, and every time the scythe fell, the blue light curtain would tremble violently.

As if, these figures are real.

But the old man knew that it was absolutely impossible for all of them to be true, they should all be phantoms, but his spiritual sense could not distinguish them.

The opponent's real body was hidden in this pile of phantoms, and they kept shooting at him.

"I'd like to see how long you can last in my Asura Ghost Domain!" A clear and sweet voice came from this ghost fog, so ethereal and ethereal, as if it came from outside the sky.

The old man felt a little anxious. In this place, he couldn't find the opponent's real body at all, so he could only be beaten passively.

As soon as he thought about it, he thought of retreating. This Nascent Soul cultivator in Tiannan is not easy to mess with, and his methods are too weird.

He had only heard of ghost monks before, but this was the first time he had encountered them.

A black mountain peak appeared in the old man's hand. He was chanting words. In the blink of an eye, black light flowed on the surface of the mountain, and its volume increased rapidly.

The pitch-black mountain turned wildly, forming a huge suction force that swept away all the surrounding ghost fog.

The figures of some women in black skirts were also involved, and they were instantly smashed to pieces by the terrifying power in the huge vortex.

There was a vacuum in this space of ghosts, and the windmill reappeared under the old man's feet. With a flash of white light, it rushed out of the ghosts at an extremely fast speed.

When he fled for several miles in one breath, the old man breathed a sigh of relief. Looking back, he found that there was already a clear sky behind him, and the dark ghostly space disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Everything seemed to be his hallucination. The woman in the black skirt was holding a sickle in her hand and was looking at him with a faint smile on her face.
There was a hint of sarcasm in that smile.

The old man was startled, and was about to think carefully about the meaning of the smile, when he heard a warm voice coming from his ear:

"This imperial windmill is not bad, so use it to travel with me!"

(End of this chapter)