Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Yan Yun suddenly felt his heart tremble. The many flying swords that had originally turned into golden lotus shapes were pulled by a powerful force at the same time. It seemed that they were about to escape from his control and float away to a high place.

Yan Yun's expression changed slightly, and the magic power in his body instantly started to run at full speed.

If an ordinary cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage faced such a strong attraction, he would probably not be able to truly control his own natal magic weapon.

However, since Yan Yun practiced the Qingyuan Sword Technique, his cultivation has become more profound than that of the cultivators of the same level. In addition, these purple thunder spirit wood swords have been refined many times by adding precious materials and have long surpassed the scope of ordinary magic weapons.

Therefore, although the golden lotus was still trembling under Yan Yun's swift sword techniques and forced suppression of magic power, it finally resisted the attraction with difficulty and continued to rotate around Yan Yun, resisting the black light emitted by the vortex.

At the same time, Yan Yun did not hesitate to flash the feather fan in his hand and waved it towards the vortex in the air with a serious expression.

With a "puff" sound, a three-colored flame erupted violently from the fan and hit the black glow from top to bottom.

Violent and intensive explosions instantly rang out at the point where the two collided. As soon as the three-colored flames and the black light came into contact, they exploded like hot oil meeting cold water.

Obviously, this three-colored flame was far more powerful than the black glow. It only paused for a moment between the flashing of the runes, and then destroyed the glow easily like a piece of dry wood and rotten wood, rushing into the vortex that was more than ten feet high in one fell swoop, and then flashed by strangely and disappeared without a trace.

Yan Yun's eyes were focused, staring at the air intently.

A moment later, a buzzing sound was heard from the black vortex, and as the surrounding black light expanded and shrank, a deafening noise suddenly came from the center.

Within a radius of dozens of feet in the air, the demonic energy was churning violently like crazy, and just as the black light was growing stronger, the vortex disappeared out of thin air in a flash.

Yan Yun's face was gloomy. He waved his hand lightly, and the Three Flame Fan also disappeared. However, there was no trace of pride on his face.

After all, this one blow immediately consumed nearly 20% of his magic power, yet failed to cause any damage to the enemy.

"Imitation of spiritual treasure? So you are Fellow Daoist Yan. May I ask if your surname is Yan?" The old voice came with a slightly strange tone, as if quite surprised.

"How do you know my identity?" Yan Yun's expression changed slightly, and he vaguely guessed something in his heart, but he still remained calm and asked slowly.

"Haha! The feather fan in your hand that can release three-color flames is really too eye-catching. When we were in Kunwu Mountain, I heard that you ruined a good thing of mine, the deputy valley master. Why do you come to Xiaoji Palace now?" The old voice let out a faint laugh and did not give a clear answer.

"Deputy Valley Master? Could it be that you are Senior Daoyou from the Ten Thousand Demons Valley?"

Yan Yun's heart tightened and his expression suddenly changed.

Although he knew very little about the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, he was well aware of the name of the Valley Master, although many people could not accurately describe this person's true cultivation level.

But according to Yan Yun's speculation, the ten thousand year old room bear possesses the strength of the late Nascent Soul stage, so this one is probably one of the few old monsters in the human world who can rival the God Transformation stage cultivators.

Otherwise, how could the Ten Thousand Demons Valley stand so openly within the territory of the Great Jin Kingdom? It would have been swept away countless times by the ten major sects of both good and evil.

"It is me! It is said that Master Xiong once mentioned that you are involved with my old friend Fairy Linglong, and you have returned to the ninth floor of the Demon Suppression Tower with her. Now the true demonic energy of the ninth floor has been re-sealed, but you are here safe and sound. It seems that Fairy Linglong has successfully returned to the spirit world."

When the old voice mentioned the word "spiritual world", the tone couldn't help but fluctuate, seeming to be both excited and fearful.

"Linglong has indeed returned to the spirit world with the help of the Nixing Disk. May I ask if you are acquainted with her?" Yan Yun asked slowly with a gloomy expression. At the same time, a green wooden ruler appeared silently on one of his hands, and the fire tripod that shrank to a few inches in size suddenly appeared in the other hand.

"I am just an unknown person in the spirit world, how dare I claim to know the Demon King's wife. However, since Fairy Linglong sent you out, I think she must have left you some items. In addition, is the Eight Spirit Ruler, a magical treasure that was originally used to suppress the ancient demon, also in your hands? Please don't say that this ruler has been taken to the spirit world by Fairy Linglong, because the Eight Spirit Ruler that has not been refined by the Tongbao Jue cannot be teleported to another world through the power of separation." The old voice suddenly became extremely cold.

Yan Yun's expression changed slightly, his mind was filled with thoughts, but he chose to remain silent. The five fingers of his right hand holding the green wooden ruler couldn't help but tightened.

"Could it be that my question is too in-depth and difficult to answer, or is it that you, Daoist Fellow Yan, really do not want to answer this question?"

The old man's tone gradually became cold and gloomy, and the powerful spiritual energy contained in it suddenly erupted from the evil spirit that permeated the surrounding like a volcanic eruption, and fiercely pressed towards where Yan Yun was.

Although this aura was indeed a terrifying strength that only a level ten demon beast could possess, Yan Yun's spiritual power was not inferior to that of a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. Therefore, after his body only shook slightly, he stood firmly in place, as if he was not affected at all.

"Oh? You..." There was a hint of surprise in the old voice.

After sensing this powerful spiritual pressure, Yan Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a sharp light burst out from his eyes.

"It is heard that Fellow Daoist has been practicing in seclusion deep in the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons many years ago. Unless under special circumstances, he rarely steps out of the valley. The one that appears here now is probably just a clone of Fellow Daoist. Otherwise, with Fellow Daoist's great reputation, his spiritual power should not be limited to the level he has currently displayed." Yan Yun exhaled lightly, a complicated expression on his face.

"Even so, so what?" The old man's tone remained unchanged.

"Yan has no interest in getting involved in the grievances between your sect and Xiaoji Palace, and I have no intention of intervening. My only wish is to use the teleportation array here to leave. If fellow Daoist does not want to see me join forces with Xiaoji Palace, then it would be better for me to leave smoothly!" Yan Yun's tone suddenly turned cold, and his attitude became tough.

As long as the opponent is not a high-level cultivator in the Spirit Transformation Stage, he naturally has nothing to fear.

"Haha, I haven't heard such threatening words for a long time. According to Master Xiong, you possess the Divine Thunder of Exorcism, and your magical power is quite amazing. However, the Divine Thunder of Exorcism is only effective against demonic energy. Now you are trapped in my Ten Thousand Demons Banner. Do you still think you have the ability to compete with me? If you want to save your life, hand over the items that Fairy Linglong left for you and the Eight Spirit Ruler. If I am in a good mood, I may consider sparing your life."

Che Laoyao laughed loudly, and then threatened in a sinister tone.

Yan Yun sighed inwardly. It was obvious that this old demon Che did not take him seriously and even said that he would not let him go easily.

However, Yan Yun had already heard of the reputation of the Ten Thousand Demons Banner, and many cultivators called it the imitation that was closest to the power of the authentic Tongtian Lingbao. No wonder the old demon was so confident and unwilling to let go easily. Since words could not shake the other party, Yan Yun did not waste any more words and immediately raised his left hand. A ball of blazing red light rushed out, and after spinning for a moment, it hovered several feet above his head and remained motionless.

This is exactly the nameless fire cauldron.

Yan Yun then formed seals with his hands and chanted a mysterious spell.

As the flames of the cauldron grew brighter, its size expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it became several feet in size.

Then, under the activation of the magic formula, the lid of the cauldron shot up into the sky, and a buzzing sound came from inside the cauldron. Then, fist-sized fire crows swarmed out of the cauldron frantically.

In an instant, they densely distributed around Yan Yun, illuminating the entire space with a bright red color. There were so many of them that there were actually thousands of them.

It was obvious that Yan Yun attached great importance to the power of the Ten Thousand Demons Banner, and he actually used all the energy of the Fire Cauldron. Not only that, before the onlookers noticed, the Taiyin Fire Crow that had been resting on Yan Yun's shoulder had disappeared without a trace, quietly blending into the group of fire crows, and also emitting a dazzling red light, making it difficult for other monsters to detect the abnormality.

At this moment, the spell in Yan Yun's mouth stopped abruptly, and then he uttered a low shout. All the fire crows spewed out blazing flames and rushed in all directions.

In a flash, wave after wave of fire waves several feet high arose around Yan Yun, continuously attacking the evil spirit nearby.

The entire space was filled with extremely high temperatures and completely turned into a sea of ​​red fire!

When the evil spirit and the sea of ​​fire collided with each other, a scene of black smoke and flames flickering alternately appeared immediately. Bursts of explosions like muffled thunder continued to sound between the two, and actually forced the evil spirits around them to gradually retreat.

"This is just a trivial trick. Do you want to get rid of and destroy my Ten Thousand Demons Banner? It's simply wishful thinking."

Che Laoyao said with a sneer, and then let out a long shriek, the sound of which pierced through the sky like gold and stone and reached the sky above.

The violent and ferocious demonic energy that had been gradually retreating suddenly gathered together with this ghostly howl, and the thick black air quickly solidified and deformed.

All kinds of shiny black monsters, including monster birds, appeared in this monster fog.

Those monsters roared continuously. Their shapes were different, some were more than twenty or thirty feet tall, while others were only a few feet tall. However, without exception, they all stared at Yan Yun in the center of the sea of ​​fire with ferocious eyes.

Yan Yun's heart couldn't help but tremble.

At a glance, he saw these monsters densely packed in the swirling demonic energy, a dark mass that seemed endless.

Immediately afterwards, a sharp roar was heard, and these monster puppets rushed over madly from all directions like a tide.

The corner of Yan Yun's eyes twitched slightly, but he did not say a word. He just silently raised his right hand and shot several green rays of light towards the fire cauldron floating above his head.

The cauldron trembled for a while, and then a red light became brighter. The blazing flames completely enveloped the entire cauldron, turning it into a huge fireball.

Countless scorching flames gushed out from the cauldron and merged into the sea of ​​fire. The temperature of the entire space instantly rose by nearly half, and the momentum of the sea of ​​fire became more and more massive. However, immediately afterwards, fireballs with a radius similar to that of a human head burst out from the sea of ​​fire.

Inside each fireball was a fire crow whose size had more than doubled. Relying on the power of the sea of ​​fire, they broke into the surrounding group of monster puppets without hesitation.

Red flames of varying sizes burst out densely in the army of monster puppets. Thousands of fire crows flew wildly and engaged in a fierce battle with the monsters.

Flames splashed, demonic aura filled the air, the fire and black air sometimes intertwined, and sometimes separated and collided, forming a brief confrontation.

What was surprising was that no matter if the monster was penetrated by the fire crow or the fire crow was smashed by the huge monster, one of them would recondense in the monster energy and quickly recover as before; while the other would be reborn in the rolling flames and be able to fight again after a while. Both sides seemed to have endless vitality.

An icy and chilling snort came from the demonic aura, followed by low incantations coming from all directions. It was the voice of the old demon Che.

Yan Yun's eyes flashed, and he suddenly looked up, his expression instantly becoming extremely serious.

High in the sky, where the vortex originally appeared, the demonic energy began to roll violently, and a huge claw was slowly extending out from the demonic energy.

This claw was black and shiny, thirty or forty feet long, with five sharp claws several feet long, flashing with a sinister cold light, appearing extremely sharp.

Due to its huge size, the claw gave people a feeling of oppression as if a mountain was pressing down on their heads and there was nowhere to escape before it even hit the ground.

As soon as the spell stopped, the giant claw grabbed downwards fiercely.

A gust of evil wind came howling, like a hurricane sweeping across, causing the sea of ​​fire near Yanyun to sway unsteadily.

Yan Yun didn't have time to think about it, and immediately reached out for the storage bag on his waist. The demon-subduing staff immediately flew out of it, and after a slight shake, it turned into a behemoth more than ten feet tall, and smashed towards the demon claw in the air with great momentum.

This demon-subduing staff, which could be considered a giant weapon, became incredibly small under the sharp claws of the dark monster, appearing extremely disproportionate!
A deafening sound erupted between the giant staff and the demon claw. The demon-subduing staff was like hitting hard steel. However, despite its full efforts, it only caused the giant claw in the air to pause for a moment, and then it was immediately bounced away.

The huge monster continued to pounce on Yan Yun with its sharp claws without wavering.

Yan Yun pursed his lips and thought for a moment. The many purple thunder wood swords surrounding him hummed in unison and then gathered above his head. (End of this chapter)