Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Above the tip of the needle, purple light flickered, and several objects were covered by layer upon layer of purple ice. Then they lost all their spirituality and fell from the sky.

As for the emerald green jade hammer that was attacking Yan Yun at the same time, he simply waved his sleeve casually, a purple light flashed by, and the jade hammer seemed to be hit by a huge force, and it rolled and flew out.

Zhenren Miaohe hurriedly tried to stop its action by making hand gestures, but it was in vain. On the contrary, the crystal light flashing on the surface of the hammer was instantly frozen by a piece of purple ice.

The Taoist priest's face suddenly became extremely gloomy!
At this moment, the old man in yellow robe could hardly believe his eyes.

He could not accept that the treasure he relied on so much was destroyed by such an easy blow!

When he saw Yan Yun rushing towards him in the purple flames, he waved his sleeves in horror, and a silver disc quickly flew out.

However, Yan Yun's speed was as fast as the wind, and as the purple flames rolled, he had already stood in front of the old man in yellow robe.

The silver disc just flashed twice, and then a golden light flashed, and the silver disc silently split into two halves and fell directly to the ground.

The pupils of the old man in yellow robe suddenly shrank, and a light flashed in his mouth, and he was about to release his own magic weapon.

But during his brief hesitation, Yan Yun smiled cruelly, one arm suddenly became blurred, and then he quickly waved forward and disappeared from sight.

Almost at the same time, the old man in yellow robe suddenly felt a sharp pain in his neck, and a strong and cold hand fell on his neck strangely.

A purple light flashed before his eyes, and the magic weapon he was about to release lost contact with his consciousness in an instant.

"what"

The old man was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out, but he only had time to let out a miserable howl before his entire body was covered by purple ice that spread from his neck, and he could no longer move at all.

His face, frozen by the crystal clear ice, was filled with extreme fear and shock.

Yan Yun sneered, picked up the yellow-robed old man who had turned into a human-shaped ice sculpture with one hand, turned his gaze to the others, and glanced at them expressionlessly.

The four Jindan-stage cultivators knew very well that they could not intervene in the fight between the Yuanying-stage cultivators. Even though they had already sacrificed their protective magic weapons, they could only watch the battle anxiously from a distance.

When they witnessed with their own eyes that the old man in yellow robe was subdued by Yan Yun in a short time, they looked at each other, shouted in unison, and then each turned into a dazzling beam of light and fled the scene using their magic weapons.

However, Yan Yun's main target, Miaohe Zhenren, turned around and fled more quickly than the four Jindan stage cultivators.

At the moment when the old man was captured by Yan Yun, one can imagine how horrified Miaohe Zhenren was.

He realized that Yan Yun's strength was far beyond his expectations. He knew that it was impossible to defeat Yan Yun by himself, so he decisively turned into a green light and rushed towards the direction of Shicheng.

The old Taoist was originally worried that the golden beetles scattered around would come forward to entangle him, but to his surprise, these spirit insects seemed to be motionless in the air like puppets, and allowed him to easily break through their encirclement.

This made Miao He very surprised. He flashed several times without hesitation, and the light of escape appeared more than a hundred feet away.

Seeing this situation, Yan Yun said no more. He gently waved his long sleeves in the direction of the four Jindan stage cultivators. Four golden lights shot out like arrows from a bow. They were so fast that they caught up with the four people almost instantly.

Immediately afterwards, screams came one after another!

These four Jindan stage cultivators along with their protective magic weapons scattered a dazzling blood mist after a flash of golden light, and broken limbs and shattered magic weapon fragments fell from the sky one after another.

At this moment, Yan Yun once again looked at the escape light of Miaohe Zhenren that almost disappeared at the edge of the sky for a moment, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he did not chase after him immediately.

On the contrary, he only held the ice sculpture's palm with one arm. Along with the roar of thunder and lightning, several thick golden arcs suddenly appeared and quickly gathered into a solid golden net, trapping the ice sculpture in the net.

Under the bright light, the ice sculpture revealed its true appearance as the golden light shattered and shattered. It was actually a yellow Yuanying less than an inch tall, with eyebrows and eyes exactly the same as that of the old man in yellow robe.

The Nascent Soul had a look of extreme horror on its face, and its hands were rapidly twisting its fingers. A faint spiritual light emanated from its body, and then it disappeared without a trace.

However, in the next moment, a loud rumbling sound suddenly came from the Golden Net, and the Nascent Soul appeared again between the jumping golden arcs, which showed that his teleportation spell was still unable to break through the restriction formed by the evil-repelling divine thunder.

Yan Yun remained indifferent to this and just grabbed the golden net in the air with one hand, and the net quickly closed in like a fishing net.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden round bead, which wrapped around the Nascent Soul and bound it in it. Then, Yan Yun waved his hand, and several talismans flew out and stuck securely on the Nascent Soul.

The spiritual energy condensed in the Nascent Soul's body solidified instantly and could no longer be mobilized at all.

Yan Yun put his hands behind his back, ignoring the condition of his Nascent Soul. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and stared again in the direction where Master Miaohe disappeared.

At this time, Miaohe Zhenren had already gone hundreds of feet away. With the high-speed flow of mana in his body, his speed of escape was as fast as the wind and thunder. Despite this, this cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul still looked back from time to time, as if he was afraid that Yan Yun would catch up.

After confirming that it was still dark behind him, Miao He Zhenren felt relieved. However, his escape speed did not slow down at all. Instead, he flipped his hand, and a green talisman appeared in his hand, which he was about to activate.

However, Master Miaohe did not know that just as he turned his head, a silver light flashed faintly behind his escape light, and a green figure quietly emerged.

This person had a light and graceful figure and followed closely behind, always keeping the same distance from the escaping light.

He was Yu Huan, whom Yan Yun had secretly released earlier.

But Miao He Zhenren was completely unaware of this and was still concentrating on the talisman in his hand.

Yu Huan raised his right hand expressionlessly, and a silver fist containing powerful force was swung forward silently.

With a crisp "zilla" sound, the protective shield formed by the red shield on the old Taoist's body was as fragile as thin paper and was broken by the silver fist, which hit his back directly. The protective aura instantly shattered and disintegrated.

When Master Miaohe noticed something strange behind him, his heart sank, but it was too late to take any countermeasures.

With a "puff", the silver fist, along with bright red blood, pierced into the old Taoist's chest, and then suddenly retracted, forming a blood hole as thick as an adult's arm.

Miao He Zhenren let out a shrill roar and collapsed to the ground. Yu Huan ruthlessly rubbed his palms together and swung them downwards. A silver light net fell from the sky...

A moment later, Yan Yun appeared leisurely on the top of a nearby mountain, his eyes fixed on a silver flash rushing towards him in the distant sky.

There was a dull crashing sound, and the Taoist Miaohe, who was completely enveloped by a silver light net and covered with all kinds of talismans, was thrown down directly from a low altitude and landed heavily at Yan Yun's feet.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flashed and Yu Huan suddenly appeared behind Yan Yun.

Only then did Yan Yun re-examine Miao He, who was in such a miserable state and on the verge of life and death. A complex expression of confusion and ridicule appeared on his face.

Two hours later, a light green rainbow quietly appeared from the depths of Leikong Island, then rushed towards the northeast, disappeared in a flash, and disappeared into the endless horizon.

The one riding Qinghong was Yan Yun. At this moment, he was carefully examining the two storage bags in his hands that were flashing with emerald green light, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

The two bags in his hand at this moment were obtained from the desperate Miao He and the old man in yellow robe.

After counting, he found that each of them contained more than a hundred high-level spirit stones. He originally planned to secretly transport these treasures to Biling Island.

However, Miao He, who seemed to coexist peacefully with various powerful groups on the island, had actually secretly joined the Anti-Star Alliance, intending to use the powerful force of the Anti-Star Alliance to secretly control several islands around Biling Island, and Leikong Island was one of his primary targets.

What is shocking is that the high-level spirit stones sold by the sect to which Miao He belongs on Leikong Island were actually mined by the monks of the Nixing Alliance on Biling Island and secretly given to Miaohe in order to support him in secretly expanding his power and further enhancing his influence on Leikong Island.

As for the old man in yellow robe, he was another Nascent Soul stage cultivator bribed by the Anti-Star Alliance. He was originally the main person in charge of another island and his status was equal to Miao He.

The reason why this old man in yellow robe appeared on Leikong Island was actually because he also received a puzzling order.

They were asked to immediately collect all the high-level spirit stones on them and rush to Biling Island to participate in an extremely important mission.

They need to rely on these spirit stones and the power of these Nascent Soul cultivators, while also trying their best to avoid attracting the attention of cultivators from other forces.

Because this inexplicable order was really strange, and the island where the old man in yellow robe was located was very close to Leikong Island, he was surprised and chose to meet Miaohe and walk side by side, preparing to go to Biling Island together, so that they could support and care for each other.

However, what no one expected was that on their way back to Leikong Island, he overheard a few words of their conversation with Yan Yun.

Although Yan Yun did not hear it very clearly, he already knew that these two cultivators had joined the Anti-Star Alliance, were carrying an astonishing amount of precious spirit stones, and were about to leave Shicheng.

Yan Yun, who has always had a grudge against Miao He, would not let go of this opportunity easily when he learned that the other party might be carrying high-level spirit stones. In addition, he had once suffered the crazy pursuit of many elder monsters of the Anti-Star Alliance.

He immediately left the stone city and used the technique of spiritual differentiation taught by Sai Liangji, releasing tens of thousands of gold-eating insects, which were scattered all over the stone city in order to closely monitor the actions of Miao He and others.

As expected, hard work pays off. That very night, he successfully stopped several people who were trying to escape from the island. Relying on the magical powers of the late Nascent Soul stage, he effortlessly subdued two inconspicuous early Nascent Soul stage cultivators.

Just as the rumors said, the Yinsha Blood Corpse was described in a mysterious corpse refining technique that Yan Yun obtained from the old demon Qian.

Although there is no detailed refining method, the power of this blood corpse is revealed.

According to records, although the blood corpse possesses extraordinary power, the process of refining it is extremely cruel and full of evil spirits.

According to legend, the corpse used to refine the blood corpse must have blood of the same bloodline as the sacrifice. Only through this means can the power of blood be used to barely curb the possibility of the blood corpse's backlash.

However, the spirit injected during the refining process will be permanently imprisoned in the corpse, unable to enter the fate of reincarnation.

Although the importance of family bloodline to monks may not be as important as that to ordinary people, such a cruel and ruthless way of doing things does indeed scare people away.

Unexpectedly, those extreme monks who once tried to refine this kind of blood corpse all ended up in tragedy, and few were able to achieve the path of longevity as they wished.

In this context, even if there are practitioners with evil intentions who desire the power brought by the blood corpse, no one dares to try to sacrifice it.

Today, there are only a handful of monks who understand or even master the refining methods.

Even a top expert like Old Demon Qian, who has the ability to cultivate the Five Heart Demon, only has a vague understanding of the specific refining methods.

When Yan Yun recognized the two evil blood corpses controlled by the white-haired monk at a glance, the shock in his heart was beyond words.

However, no matter where this white-haired monk came from or how brutal his behavior was, as long as he did not pose a threat to Yan Yun, Yan Yun had no intention of getting involved with him.

So he floated in the air for a short while, and immediately used his body skills to rush to the top of the stone peak.

Although he had used soul-searching techniques on Miaohe and the other two to obtain information, the search would undoubtedly take a lot of time and energy.

At this moment, the goddess of luck favored him. He easily defeated a Foundation Establishment guard stationed on the top of the mountain, and then used the soul-searching technique to forcibly extract the required information.

He captured the guard with lightning speed, and then burned into a cloud of dust. Then, Yan Yun embarked on the journey to the top of the mountain.

The space on top of the stone peak is extremely vast, but the number of buildings is relatively small. Apart from the scattered magnificent halls and pavilions, the surroundings are almost deserted.

This is understandable. After all, although there are many high-level cultivators on this island, low-level cultivators below the foundation-building stage are almost extinct.

Therefore, the total number of monks in the Anti-Star Alliance is only about five or six hundred.

Such a large number of cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Stage and above are enough to form a powerful force that cannot be ignored.

What's more, there are several Nascent Soul cultivators stationed here at the same time.

Yan Yun quietly hid his whereabouts and approached a huge attic without hesitation. (End of this chapter)