Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Then, the runes on the nails began to flicker, and several golden chains emerged, sealing the old man there, making it impossible for his Nascent Soul to escape from his body.

Seeing this, King Jin Jiao finally felt relieved. He reached out and grabbed the old man's body, easily took the storage bag on his waist into his hand, then used his spiritual sense to investigate it, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

He raised his head and looked around with a grim look. In more than just a brief moment, two of the Nascent Soul cultivators who had originally escaped and ascended to heaven were surrounded again by the demon cultivators from before.

Another old man in a gray robe holding a gourd and another thick blood-red mist quickly fled the scene and turned into two small black dots in the blink of an eye.

However, behind the gray-robed old man, the newly emerged demon cultivators were chasing him. They followed him closely and refused to let up even a bit.

As for the blood-colored mist, it left the other two original demon cultivators far behind. Its speed was so fast that it even exceeded the pursuers behind it.

The corner of the Golden Dragon King's mouth twitched slightly. He looked at the blood-colored mist in the distance. After thinking for a moment, he leaped suddenly and a golden light rushed towards the direction of the blood-colored mist.

Looking at the golden light gradually disappearing at the end of his sight, Yan Yun, who was standing at the door of the attic, let out a breath.

Just now, he witnessed with his own eyes that King Golden Dragon struck the thin old man and sent him flying into the attic. He couldn't help but feel moved and wanted to subdue the thin old man, and then search his whole body to see if the top-grade spirit stone was really on him.

However, considering that it was not safe to do so, he finally chose to give up the idea.

However, what he didn't expect was that the Golden Dragon King's consciousness was so sharp that at the moment he was distracted, the other party actually noticed something, so the other party grabbed him without hesitation.

Fortunately, his escape technique had reached a superb level. He flashed past silently and was already on the other side of the attic door, so his grab naturally fell in vain.

Moreover, judging from the expression of King Jin Jiao just now, the thin old man obviously did not have the top-grade spirit stone in his storage bag, and it was impossible for the old man to hide the spirit stone directly on his body.

After all, if such a pure spiritual item is not placed in a storage bag, anyone can easily discover its existence.

Yan Yun ignored the thin old man lying on the ground, but cast his eyes towards several places in the sky.

At this moment, under the blue demon fog, there was only an unknown level eight demon cultivator left. He was floating quietly in the air, as if he was the person specially left by the Golden Dragon King to monitor Shi Feng.

The demon cultivator's face was a light blue, and his expression was hideous and terrifying. His naked arms and thighs were covered with blue scales, making him look extremely ferocious and terrifying.

Suddenly, the demon cultivator turned his head and stared to one side.

When Yan Yun saw this scene, he was suddenly shocked and turned his head away.

Not far away, a ball of yellow light was flying towards this side rapidly, and in the light, one could vaguely see a monster holding something in its hand.

Yan Yun's eyes flickered, and suddenly a blue light shone brightly in his pupils. He actually used the supernatural power of his clear and bright eyes to see the monster in the yellow light clearly.

What appeared before his eyes was a monster with a strange body shape like a seahorse but with four arms. What was striking was that these four arms were tightly holding a light blue storage bag. Although the beast had a ferocious face, it was not difficult to see that its face was filled with ecstasy.

Seeing this scene, Yan Yun couldn't help but shrink his eyes slightly.

Just at this moment, the light blue demon cultivator who was originally quietly floating in the air opened his mouth slightly, as if communicating with the four-armed monster. Then an excited expression appeared on his face. He moved his body and turned into a dazzling blue light and rushed towards the four-armed monster.

Observing the abnormal reaction of this eighth-level demon cultivator, the last trace of hesitation in Yan Yun's heart completely disappeared.

He flipped his hand and took out the thunder behind him, and the snow-white wind-lightning wings appeared instantly, and then Yan Yun disappeared from his original place without a trace.

With this magical speed, Yan Yun flashed in the air a few times, then turned into a silver arc and appeared more than a thousand meters away.

Accompanied by a deafening thunder, Yan Yun's figure suddenly appeared above the head of the four-armed monster.

"what!"

This four-armed monster was obviously quite smart. When it saw this situation, it immediately realized that the situation was not good. It immediately opened its mouth and sprayed out countless dense yellow rays. At the same time, it turned its body and turned into a dazzling yellow rainbow, changing direction, drawing a huge arc, successfully avoiding Yan Yun, and rushing straight towards the eighth-level monster cultivator in the distance.

Obviously, this monster was well aware of the urgency of the enemy's situation and did not try to take charge alone.

However, as a powerful level six monster, Yan Yun would not let it escape easily, so he ignored the angry roar from the level eight monster cultivator in the distance, flicked his sleeves, and a green light passed in front of him.

Hundreds of yellow rays were dispersed by the sunset glow and turned into dozens of yellow nails that fell to the ground.

At the same time, Yan Yun raised his other arm and grabbed the four-armed monster that had already escaped in the air.

In an instant, the scene where the Golden Dragon King dealt with the thin old man was played out again!
A green light flashed above the monster's head, and a giant green hand appeared out of thin air, reaching down as fast as lightning. This big hand actually grabbed the monster by the waist.

The four-armed monster was scared out of its wits!

Its whole body was flashing yellow light wildly, and its four arms shook violently, turning into four cold and sharp blades, aiming at the green hand and launching a crazy attack.

However, how could the magical power that Yan Yun condensed with his late Nascent Soul cultivation be broken by a mere sixth-level monster?

Only a cold light flashed, but the green hand was unharmed.

Yan Yun raised his eyebrows, a cold and ruthless look appeared on his face, and he clenched his five fingers.

The green hand clenched its fingers mercilessly as well, and suddenly a sharp wail resounded through the world.

Although the four-armed monster was extremely tough, it could not withstand the full force of the late Nascent Soul cultivator, and its entire body was torn into several pieces. Almost at the same time, Yan Yun once again turned into a silver arc and disappeared on the spot, but appeared next to the monster's remains the next second, stretched out his hand to take the green storage bag from the monster, and then quickly used his spiritual sense to explore the items inside.

Yan Yun's face showed an expression of extreme surprise.

"Leave the spirit stone to me!"

A deafening roar came from not far away. The blue-faced eighth-level demon cultivator saw Yan Yun appear strangely and easily defeated the four-armed demon beast with one move and took away the treasure. You can imagine how angry he was. He could no longer care about anything else and roared loudly.

This roar seemed to have magical power, floating leisurely in the surroundings. The sound contained powerful magic power. I am afraid that all the monsters within dozens of miles can hear it clearly.

Yan Yun frowned slightly, then turned around and glanced at the demon - his eyes flashed with icy light, as if he was looking at a corpse.

Under the illumination of the blue light, the demon cultivator finally arrived not far from Yan Yun. However, when Yan Yun cast his cold gaze at him, he couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body, as if he was in the cold winter.

The demon cultivator was greatly shocked and immediately stopped his escape. Then he reacted and quickly scanned Yan Yun with his spiritual sense.

As a result, the demon cultivator's face suddenly changed and he took a deep breath, as if he felt extreme fear.

"A cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, who exactly are you?" The originally aggressive eighth-level demon cultivator ducked his body and flipped his palms in panic, revealing two mysterious magic weapons like shells, which he blocked in front of himself, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Who am I? Why should I talk to someone who is about to die?" Yan Yun did not pay too much attention to this demon cultivator, but his eyes flashed and he looked around at the sky.

The previous roar of this demon cultivator seemed to have taken effect. In the distance, two demon cultivators who had successfully transformed had originally tightly surrounded a male and a female cultivator. However, at this moment, they suddenly shook off their opponents, transformed into two groups of green demon winds, and rushed towards the direction where Yan Yun was.

In the distance, golden light and faint thunder could be heard, and the Golden Dragon King seemed to be rushing back. With the amazing speed of this demon cultivator, it would probably only take a moment for him to return here.

Yan Yun secretly calculated in his mind, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he put the storage bag into his pocket, waved his hand, and an emerald green wooden ruler appeared in his hand.

In response to Yan Yun's actions, the eighth-level demon cultivator on the opposite side activated the shell-shaped magic weapon in front of him without hesitation.

In an instant, the surface of the two shells flashed white light and turned into an extremely thick light shield that wrapped up the demon practitioner, making him feel a little relieved.

Yan Yun looked at the scene in front of him with a hint of sneer on his face. He just gently shook the wooden ruler in his hand. An emerald green light flashed, and a solemn Sanskrit sound came from the top of the head of the monster opposite. A silver lotus several feet high appeared, and colorful Buddha light poured down like a tide.

The eighth-level monster in the light shield subconsciously shook its body, trying to use the escape light to avoid the Buddha's light.

However, something happened that horrified him. The air around him suddenly became tense, and an invisible huge force descended upon him, making it impossible for him to move even a finger. He had already been firmly enveloped by the Buddha's light, and the spiritual power in his body also stagnated and could not be mobilized at all.

"what……"

The demon cultivator only had time to let out a scream before a golden light ten feet long rushed over. After just a few moments of spinning around the light shield, the shield made a sharp cracking sound and completely collapsed.

Immediately afterwards, in front of the terrified gaze of the demon practitioners, a golden light flashed and disappeared.

With a "puff" sound, the body of this demon cultivator was split into two, and his corpse fell straight to the ground.

However, a ball of green flame burst out from the broken body. However, at this moment, a deafening thunderclap sounded, and Yan Yun's figure strangely appeared in front of him, raised his right hand, and pointed at the ball of green flame in the air.

The green light trembled slightly, but Yan Yun used his powerful spiritual power to freeze it high in the sky.

He raised his other hand and took out a light green jade bottle. After the jade bottle turned, a white light spurted out from the mouth of the bottle.

The rosy glow rolled slightly, and the green flame was drawn into it, and directly sucked into the bottle mouth.

At this moment, the other two demon cultivators had already flown most of the distance on the demon wind. They saw Yan Yun killing demon beasts and collecting souls from afar, and they were all frightened.

The two powerful demons quickly stopped releasing the green hurricane, looked at each other, and their faces showed deep fear.

At this moment, the golden light at the end of the sky has gradually become clear. As expected, it is the noble Golden Dragon King who is fleeing in this direction at a speed as fast as the wind. In addition, demonic energy of various colors also appeared in other directions. Obviously, other powerful demons have also rushed to help.

Yan Yun's eyes moved slightly, and after a brief thought, he whispered to himself:
"Forget it, now that I've got this top-grade spirit stone, it's better not to take any more risks!" After saying this, Yan Yun raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and a dazzling green light instantly burst out from his body. He immediately chose to evacuate the scene.

"Stop him!"

Although the Golden Dragon King was still hundreds of feet away from here, the demon king's unquestionable order came from the nearby sky.

The other two demon clan masters could no longer suppress their inner anxiety. Seeing that the other party was about to take away this extremely precious and top-grade spiritual stone, if they let this happen, they would suffer unimaginable serious consequences.

In desperation, the two powerful demons could only pinch their fingers and cast spells, each transforming into two green wind dragons, which pounced fiercely towards Yan Yun.

However, Yan Yun laughed loudly, and his figure instantly turned into a silver arc and disappeared on the spot. Then in the next moment, he appeared more than 20 feet away, and then turned into a green stream of light and broke through the air.

These two wind dragons were unable to catch up with him!
"Give the spirit stone back to me quickly!" A cold light flashed in the eyes of the Dragon King in the golden light in the distance, and he suddenly threw the golden spear in his hand far away.

Yan Yun was slightly stunned!
There was a deafening roar, and the golden spear appeared and disappeared in the air. It was so far away that it was suddenly shortened to only thirty or forty feet.

At the moment when the spear disappeared again, Yan Yun had regained his composure. His flight light paused for a moment, and then he suddenly flipped his palm, and a small silver shield floated in front of him. Then, the small shield quickly expanded to a size of several feet. (End of this chapter)