Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Chapter 295 Beheading
Bai Mengxin, who was originally trapped by the silver light curtain, is now lying on a piece of rubble at the edge of the rubble pile, with bright red blood flowing under her body.

There was a bowl-sized wound in her abdomen, and she had become a cold corpse.

In her body, her essence, blood and spiritual power had been exhausted, and she had obviously experienced the process of her Nascent Soul leaving her body.

Looking up at the sky, next to the Qilin shadow, a humanoid puppet was standing there quietly, as if it had not moved a single step since Yan Yun left.

However, in front of it, the Yuan Gang Shield and the Demonic Marrow Flying Knife were floating in the air, flashing a faint light.

About forty or fifty feet away from them, five human skeletons stood side by side, and the grayish-white demonic energy that originally filled the air had dissipated completely.

One of the skeletons was holding a light green storage bag tightly in his hand, while the other was playing with a small ball of black flame with both hands, which flickered on and off.

Yan Yun's frown quickly relaxed, and his spiritual consciousness swept through and established a connection with the spirit in the humanoid puppet. In an instant, he understood what had happened.

It turned out that when Bai Mengxin saw Yan Yun destroying Master Hanli's physical body and then chasing after his Nascent Soul, she was filled with fear deep in her heart.

He even went so far as to self-destruct several ancient treasures and forcibly break through the light curtain formed by the Yuan Gang Shield in an attempt to escape.

However, before Yan Yun left, the humanoid puppet had already received instructions to ensure that no one could escape.

So, it mercilessly drove the Demonic Marrow Flying Knife, piercing her lower abdomen when she was not prepared, and destroying her body.

Immediately afterwards, her Nascent Soul separated from her body, but was shattered by a humanoid puppet using a thunder and fire bow and a golden thunder wood arrow, causing her to disappear from the world without a trace.

As for the middle-aged man in green, he was ultimately unable to withstand the siege of the five demons. His body, Nascent Soul and several precious treasures were all completely devoured by the five demons.

All that was left was the storage bag and a lingering wisp of extremely cold flame.

After understanding the whole story, Yan Yun let out a sigh of relief. He did not make any comments, but just waved towards the five demons in the distance.

Suddenly, the storage bags and the ball of black cold flame in their hands flew over lightly and fell into his hands in the blink of an eye.

Yan Yun carefully examined the storage bag and then put it in his arms.

He became very interested in the black cold flame. After a moment's hesitation, he rubbed his hands together.

Along with a thunderous sound, countless slender golden arcs shot out from his hands and wrapped around the black flames, successfully binding the black flames that had lost their owner and transforming them into a fist-sized golden ball of silk.

He slapped his storage bag with one hand, and a black ice box emitting cold air appeared in his hand.

Yan Yun took the opportunity to throw the small ball into the box, and then carefully put the box into his pocket.

Then, his gaze turned to Bai Mengxin's body. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly flicked his sleeves and a ball of blazing flame shot out.

After a "puff" sound, the corpse was immediately surrounded by flames. However, immediately afterwards, a ball of white flame gushed out from the corpse, and after tumbling for a while, it extinguished all the surrounding flames.

Then, the flame condensed into a hot fireball again, ready to drill into the corpse again.

This is the Fengli Ice Flame that Bai Mengxin practiced. Sure enough, after her soul disappeared, the remaining extremely cold flame also returned to her corpse.

However, Yan Yun had already anticipated this and he would never let Han Yan retreat so easily.

He just stretched out one hand, gathered his fingers together, and gently grabbed the cold flame. Then, a huge palm made of Shura Holy Fire appeared in the void above the cold flame, and reached down as quickly as lightning.

He successfully caught the ball of white flame, and then the huge palm immediately flew back. Yan Yun stretched out one hand again, gently grabbed, and instantly flew the storage bag on the corpse from its original place, and he also held it firmly in his hand.

Yan Yun adopted the same strategy for this ball of Fengli Ice Flame. He used the Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder to bind it, and then kept it properly in the Mysterious Ice Box.

Although most of these cold flames have dissipated due to the death of their owner, the remaining parts are the essence. If they can be used by themselves or integrated into the Shura Holy Fire, it will undoubtedly double its power. However, this is obviously not the best time to conduct experiments.

Finally, Yan Yun took special care of Master Hanli's body.

What surprised him was that the two golden raccoons that had made him wary were not in the spirit beast bag on the corpse, which took Yan Yun by surprise.

Although he was confused and puzzled about this matter, Yan Yun put the other party's storage bag into his pocket without hesitation and did not delve into the reason too much.

After completing this series of operations, Yan Yun once again turned his gaze to the Qilin phantom in the air and the black jade plate, with a serious expression on his face.

Although this phantom is just a dead object, the spiritual power contained within it is amazing.

However, it looked a little strange, as if it was condensed from some kind of cold air, or it seemed to be transformed from pure spiritual power. Yan Yun couldn't even determine its true composition.

After a brief hesitation, he slowly raised a finger, with golden light flashing at the fingertips, as if he was about to release a sharp sword energy to test the phantom.

However, at this moment, a fire suddenly flashed from his sleeves, and a blazing red flame burst out. After a flash, it actually sank directly into the phantom of the unicorn in the air. Then, a red light flashed, and it transformed into the form of a fire crow.

This is exactly the spiritual creature transformed from the true fire of Taiyin.

Seeing the fire crow leisurely in the Qilin's body, its feathers sparkling under the red light, and even absorbing the phantom white air around it into its body, Yan Yun's face changed slightly, and then he put down his arm. After a little thought, he turned around, no longer paying attention to the fire crow's behavior, but turned his sight to the five-color light curtain farther away.

In that forbidden area, although the roar became weaker, it never stopped, and the gray-robed monk and the old woman were still fighting fiercely.

It seems that due to the obstruction of the ban, they did not realize that the battle outside had come to an end, and they could not imagine that Yan Yun could eliminate a great cultivator and two cultivators of the same level in one fell swoop with the strength of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. At this time, only a short cup of tea had passed since the two sides started fighting.

Yan Yun's entire body was emitting green light, and he turned into a long green rainbow and rushed out. In the blink of an eye, he arrived above the five-colored light curtain and looked down for a moment.

Not long after, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and with a movement of his spiritual consciousness, the humanoid puppet and five humanoid skeletons floated towards this side at the same time, and fell behind him in the blink of an eye.

At this critical moment, Yan Yun suddenly waved his sleeves, and thirty-six golden swords jumped out of his sleeves like swimming fish, and then turned into thirty-six bright golden lights circling above his head. Then, he cast several spells in succession, landing accurately among the many sword lights.

All the golden lights trembled slightly for a few times, and then immediately split into hundreds of identical sword lights, which scattered like a swarm of bees and rushed towards the light curtain. However, what was shocking was that these sword lights disappeared strangely one by one, as if they had never existed.

It turned out that Yan Yun had already set up the Da Geng Sword Formation, bringing this area completely under the control of the sword formation.

At this moment, Yan Yun suddenly raised his right hand, and a yellow light burst out from his palm. After spinning a few circles above the light curtain, it turned into a demon-subduing staff that flashed a faint yellow light.

His face was stern, his eyes were closed, his hands were clasped together, and he slowly chanted a low spell and began to drive this magic weapon.

The demon-subduing staff shook slightly, and then, enveloped in a ball of dazzling yellow light, it expanded rapidly in size. Almost in the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge object that was more than ten feet long and as big as a bucket in diameter.

The spell in Yan Yun's mouth suddenly stopped, and he opened his eyes calmly.

He glanced at the giant demon-subduing staff below, and rubbed his hands together suddenly, and a ball of colorful Buddha light appeared in his hands. He held the Buddha light with his palm, and then swung his hand back, and the Buddha light shot out instantly, hitting the demon-subduing staff accurately.

The demon-subduing staff, which originally emitted yellow light, was now covered with a layer of colorful Buddha light. At the same time, it began to emit a low and solemn buzzing sound.

"Go!" Yan Yun let out a low growl and pointed at the demon-subduing wand with one hand.

Suddenly, the giant demon-subduing staff fell from top to bottom without hesitation, hitting the light curtain below.

A loud noise was heard as if the sky and earth were collapsing, and the rumbling sound almost resounded throughout the entire underground cave.

Although the five-colored light curtain below tried its best to resist, it still gradually shattered under the powerful force of the demon-subduing wand.

The fragments of light curtain in the sky turned into countless spiritual lights, floating in all directions, and finally disappeared without a trace.

After Yan Yun saw the situation inside clearly, his face froze, and then he revealed an indescribable expression.

"It's really unexpected that the two Daoists are putting on a good show here? In this case, Yan wants to join in. Otherwise, it would be a pity if the two of you don't have a scene to play against each other!"

Yan Yun's expression instantly returned to normal and he spoke in a calm tone.

In the light curtain below, the monk in gray robes and the old woman were actually sitting on two huge rocks only ten feet apart, with their eyes closed, concentrating on regulating their breathing and practicing.

And in the void between the two of them, there was a strange beast that looked like a mouse, only the size of a fist.

But his abdomen was bulging and contracting, making rumbling and exploding sounds, as if two extremely powerful practitioners were engaged in an extremely fierce battle.

However, in reality, the gray-robed monk and Mrs. Long did not actually take action, but cleverly used the sound made by the spirit beast to confuse Yan Yun and others outside the restriction.

With Yan Yun's powerful punch, the thick barrier turned into pieces and scattered. The two people who were sitting quietly on the ground suddenly opened their eyes, their gazes sharp, and looked in the direction of Yan Yun at the same time, both looking quite surprised.

At this moment, in the sky, a light curtain composed of green and yellow light appeared silently. Although it was much smaller than the previous colorful light curtain, its power could not be ignored and was enough to completely cover the two people.

And in the center of the light curtain, a translucent brocade handkerchief was slowly rotating.

This curtain of light comes from the magical power released by this brocade handkerchief.

"It turned out to be you!"

The silver-haired old woman's expression changed, and her eyes were filled with surprise and confusion.

The gray-robed monk's face turned gloomy and uncertain.

Yan Yun glanced at the brocade handkerchief below and the light curtain that had just appeared. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a sarcastic smile.

"It seems that you have really put in a lot of effort to use a precious treasure to cover your tracks. Haha! No wonder I was confused just now, why I couldn't see this small illusion restriction even with my spiritual eyes. It turns out that the two Taoists have already prepared to reap the benefits. I really admire you!"

Although Yan Yun spoke words of admiration, his face was expressionless, and there was even a hint of murderous intent between his brows.

The gray-robed monk's emotions gradually stabilized. After chanting a Buddhist name, he asked:

"Fellow Daoist Yan is indeed very powerful. He was able to defeat Fellow Daoist Hanli and the other three. However, I wonder where Brother Hanli and the others are now? Have they left the cave on their own?"

As the monk asked, he looked around, trying to find the figures of Master Hanli and the other three, but he found nothing, and he couldn't help feeling panic.

Obviously, he didn't believe that Yan Yun could really eliminate the other three people by himself.

Yan Yun narrowed his eyes, first shook his head gently, then nodded slightly, and finally let out a long sigh, but remained silent.

This action made the two people below feel very puzzled.

"Humph, why do you have to be so mysterious? If Master Hanli has already left the cave, then the three of us must flee here as soon as possible, lest he summon more monks from the Xiaoji Palace. By then, I'm afraid we will be trapped."

The old woman could no longer suppress her anger, her eyes widened and she asked loudly.

"You don't need to worry about them. I have beaten the three of them to pieces, and only Brother Hanli has retained a Nascent Soul. Are you two fellow Taoists willing to meet one last time and then go to the underworld together?"

Yan Yun responded bluntly.

"Master Hanli was defeated by you. This is impossible! What did you mean by your last sentence?"

When the old woman heard Yan Yun's words, her face changed instantly. When she heard the last sentence, she became even more furious and couldn't help but shout loudly.

(End of this chapter)