Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

Yan Yun suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and the bright red eyes in front of him flashed with a strong sense of violence. It was impossible for a human to be so out of control.

In a moment, he realized that this monster was not the one he was looking for.

However, as he was thinking, the roar of the black shadow suddenly stopped, and the figure instantly disappeared in the evil energy below.

Yan Yun reacted quickly, shaking off a silver shield from his sleeve, which turned into a silver light curtain to protect himself.

At this moment, demonic energy surged behind him, and a demon arm covered with coarse black hair stretched out like lightning and slammed into the light curtain.

With a loud "bang", the devil's claws penetrated more than half a foot into the light curtain. Yan Yun only felt the light curtain shaking violently and a huge force came.

His expression changed slightly, and he moved his feet, leaning forward slightly to absorb the impact.

Then, he held the sword in one hand and swung it with his backhand. A flash of golden sword light passed by, cutting off half of the hairy arm.

The black shadow took a few steps back after being injured, staring at Yan Yun fiercely, his eyes filled with anger.

Yan Yun turned around and examined it, and found that the black shadow was the Tiansha Demon Corpse that had been over-infused with demonic energy, becoming half-demonized and losing its mind.

Although the demon corpse lost an arm, no blood flowed from the wound, as if there was no blood left in the body.

It growled softly, its eyes fixed on the golden sword in Yan Yun's hand, but it did not launch any more attacks.

Obviously, Yan Yun's previous sword made it afraid. Although it wanted to tear Yan Yun to pieces in its heart, out of instinct, it chose to retreat temporarily.

It turned out that although the demonic energy in the Ten Thousand Meter Demon Abyss was not as strong as the demonic energy suppressed by Kunwu Mountain, the degree of demonization exceeded the expectations of the Second Yuanying.

Because he was worried that Yan Yun would come looking for him, the Second Yuanying accelerated the injection of demonic energy in the final stage of the demonic energy infusion.

However, although the second Yuanying possessed the Dayan Jue, he only reached the second level because he focused on practicing the Xuanyin Dafa.

Although his spiritual power is more powerful than that of cultivators of the same level, it is quite difficult for him to resist the evil spirit for a long time.

Therefore, although the demon corpse was able to successfully complete the demonization process, it was unable to resist the invasion of demonic energy when the infusion of demonic energy was about to end, and eventually lost its sanity.

The demon corpse has now become a half-demon body that only knows how to kill and act instinctively, no different from a monster that has not yet awakened.

After careful observation, Yan Yun confirmed that the other party had indeed lost consciousness. He felt relieved, but he found the matter quite funny.

He regarded the other party as a threat and rushed here overnight, but got such an unexpected outcome, which made him feel helpless.

However, facing such an opponent made him feel a lot more relaxed, and he believed that he could easily subdue the opponent.

Thinking of this, Yan Yun raised his right hand without hesitation, and the three-colored feather fan floated above his palm.

Since the opponent is already unconscious, he has nothing to worry about and can directly use the Three Flame Fan to dissolve his evil body.

The second Yuanying who loses his physical body will inevitably be left to die.

However, when the three-flame fan showed three-color spiritual light, the demon corpse in front of him suddenly roared, and a demon wind rolled up. At the same time, the surrounding pure demon energy quickly gathered towards its broken arm, constantly changing its form. Shockingly, a black arm that was no different from the previous one was instantly formed, as if it had never been cut off by Yan Yun.

"Immortal body?"

Yan Yun was confused for a moment, then sneered and increased the intensity of the spiritual power injected into the feather fan.

Although the ability of the immortal body is rare, it is not uncommon for him to kill monsters with such talents.

As long as one's strength exceeds that of the opponent, one can destroy his regenerative power.

Following a phoenix cry, a several-foot-long flaming firebird leaped out from the fan, surrounded by three-colored runes, and rushed straight towards the enemy.

The evil energy touched by the three-colored flames dissipated instantly, with terrifying momentum.

The demon corpse on the opposite side seemed to sense the danger. If the Second Yuanying still had some sanity, it would have avoided the power of the Three Flame Fan and would have fled long ago.

But now, the mindless demon corpse was aroused with endless anger. With a roar, the surrounding demonic energy surged and poured into its body.

Immediately afterwards, the demon corpse suddenly grew a foot taller, opened its mouth, and a beam of ink-black light gushed out, facing the three-colored firebird.

With a deafening "boom", a ball of three-colored light and a ball of black light exploded at the same time in the depths of the Demon Abyss, entangled with each other, and difficult to separate for a while.

"Um?"

Yan Yun couldn't help but frown when he saw this scene, with a look of surprise on his face. Even a cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage didn't dare to resist the attack of the Three Flame Fan head-on.

However, the opponent was able to withstand this attack with his cultivation level of the middle Nascent Soul stage.

He stared ahead, his eyes narrowed. The runes on the slightly dim three-color halo moved rhythmically, and finally suppressed the black light ball with a slight advantage, slowly devouring the latter. Then it moved towards the demon corpse.

Upon seeing this, a fierce light flashed in the demon corpse's eyes, and it absorbed the surrounding demonic energy again, preparing to spit out black light beams again.

Yan Yun's face was gloomy. A thunder sounded, and a pair of blue and white wings appeared behind him - they were the wind and thunder wings that he had refined again.

Yan Yun didn't make any movement. He just flapped his wings lightly and his figure disappeared in the breeze.

In the blink of an eye, green lightning flashed behind the demon corpse, and Yan Yun appeared silently, bending his arm and striking towards the back of the demon corpse in the void.

A huge fist shining with green light suddenly appeared behind the demon corpse and smashed down violently.

The sound of cannon fire rang out, and the demon corpse was blown away without any warning, crashing straight into the three-color halo in front.

An extremely panicked roar of the demon corpse was instantly heard within the halo, and thick black demonic energy surged out of the surface of its body, trying to resist the burning of the flames.

However, under Yan Yun's calm gaze, the black aura of the demon corpse shrouded in three-color flames quickly dissipated, and the flesh gradually dissolved in the blink of an eye, showing that it was unable to resist.

The three-color runes disappeared in an instant, and the demon corpse was completely immersed in it.

Yan Yun's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he was about to use the Three Flame Fan to disperse the three-colored flames and capture the second Yuanying inside.

However, at this moment, the three-color halo vibrated violently, and a ball of blood light exploded in the center, forcibly creating a passage.

Immediately afterwards, a black light flashed, and a black shadow rushed out, instantly rising to a height of more than thirty feet.

Yan Yun was surprised and looked carefully. In the black light, there was a green Yuanying hovering in place with a small black banner in his hand. It was undoubtedly the second Yuanying.

Yuanying turned around and looked at Yan Yun coldly, his eyes were extremely clear, and it seemed that he had regained consciousness.

Without giving it any time to think, Yan Yun snorted coldly, spread his wings behind him, and disappeared in an instant.

Upon seeing this, the Second Yuanying's face suddenly changed. He suddenly threw the small flag in his hand to the ground, formed seals with his hands, and pointed at the flag with great force.

The Yin Luo Banner, which was repaired by Yan Yun himself, kept spinning, with black light flashing on its surface, and then it exploded with a "puff".

After the roar, black light burst out in the sky, like a huge net spread out under the feet of the second Yuanying, covering the area within several miles around.

The Nascent Soul let out a long roar and fled to a higher place without looking back.

And below the black net, a green light popped out from the void, and Yan Yun's figure appeared mysteriously.

He looked up at the black net above, then at the almost disappeared Second Yuanying, and a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

Then he waved his sleeves, and a dazzling golden light slashed towards the black silk, but the black net only shook slightly and did not break.

Yan Yun frowned and pointed at the golden light.

Instantly, golden light flashed, and a golden arc emerged. After circling for a moment, it slashed down again. With a "bang", a big hole was finally torn in the black net.

Yan Yun jumped up without hesitation, turned into a green rainbow, passed through the big hole, and followed closely behind.

Almost at the same time, at the sea exit of the Ten Thousand Meter Demon Abyss, dozens of cultivators were guarding the seal, holding formation flags and formation plates and divided into several teams.

They looked solemn, and the formation flags and plates in their hands were shining with different lights, obviously they had been activated.

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard from within the seal, followed by a huge tremor. A pitch-black giant sword several meters long pierced through, creating a crack more than ten meters long.

A black light burst out from the seal, and Kui Huan and the woman immediately gave the order to "form the formation."

The thirty-six Luoyun Sect disciples simultaneously threw the formation flags and plates in their hands into the air, which immediately emitted a strong light, forming a surge of colorful light that enveloped the black light.

Accompanying the black light was Yan Yun’s second Yuanying, which was surrounded by the flames of the Three Flame Fan.

He reflexively released all the demonic energy in his body. Although he lost the demonic energy and most of his body was refined, he unexpectedly freed himself from the demonization of his Nascent Soul and regained his sanity.

At the critical moment of life and death, the Second Yuanying decisively abandoned the magic weapon Red Blood Sword and broke the three-color flame. In order to prevent Yan Yun from tracking, he also destroyed the repaired Luo Fan.

The explosion power of these two magic weapons was so strong that Yan Yun was caught off guard and the second Yuanying was able to escape.

However, the Second Yuanying knew that this move would not be able to hold off Yan Yun for long, and planned to use the Yuanying teleportation technique to head to one of the Seven Spirit Islands as soon as he escaped from the Demon Abyss.

They also set up a hidden stronghold here in advance, using special treasures and advanced concealment arrays to avoid Yan Yun's divine detection and buy time to rest.

Unfortunately, Yan Yun actually gathered many low-level cultivators outside the seal this time, deployed a large-scale forbidden magic array in advance, blocked the exit and waited for him to fall into the trap.

At this moment, the second Yuanying was trapped in the colorful rays of light and was extremely angry.

It waved its hands wildly, releasing countless pitch-black sword auras, trying to break through the restraints of the rosy glow.

However, the colorful rays of light were extremely magical. Although most of the sword energy was cut off, it quickly returned to its original state, leaving no chance for the second Yuanying to escape.

In desperation, the second Yuanying rubbed his arms together and then opened them at the same time, shooting out two black beams of light, which then transformed into two huge swords, slashing fiercely in the same direction.

This sword destroyed the surrounding formation equipment, leaving the monks unable to hold on.

After two loud noises, cracks several feet wide appeared in the colorful rays of light. Because the cracks were too large and the monks did not supply enough energy, they could not heal in time.

The second Yuanying took the opportunity to use the teleportation technique and disappeared in the rosy glow.

Then, a black light flashed, and a black-green Nascent Soul appeared outside the colorful rays of light.

The second Yuanying looked at the group of cultivators and wanted to teleport away, but suddenly a breeze blew in front of him and a figure appeared.

"Oops!"

His heart trembled, his body moved slightly, and he disappeared from here.

This person was Yan Yun who arrived in time.

Seeing the second Yuanying disappear in an instant without any negotiation, Yan Yun's expression became even gloomier and he snorted contemptuously.

Then, a bloody mark appeared between his eyebrows, and a wisp of black gas flowed out from it and turned into a black eyeball, looking into the distance strangely.

Immediately afterwards, a ray of black light shot straight into the void more than twenty feet away and exploded on its own.

As the black light flashed, the second Yuanying appeared in a mess, with a look of extreme shock on his face.

Yan Yun sneered, and a small green tripod spewed out of his mouth, which he easily grabbed back.

The blue-white wings behind him fluttered, and he disappeared quietly.

Yuanying looked back and saw this scene, secretly saying that it was not good, and tried to escape with black light. However, at this moment, a bunch of green hair descended from the void and bound it tightly.

Although the Nascent Soul continuously released countless jets of black sword energy in an attempt to break free, it failed.

In desperation, he tried to use a secret technique to escape from the predicament, but a flash of emerald green lightning instantly turned into Yan Yun who appeared in front of him holding a small tripod.

Seeing that Yuanying was still struggling, Yan Yun's eyes flashed coldly and he flicked the small tripod with his fingertips.

With a "clang" sound, the lid of the tripod opened automatically, and a green light shot up into the sky.

At the same time, the green hair that bound the Nascent Soul also emitted a dazzling light, and the Nascent Soul suddenly felt that the circulation of spiritual energy in the body was obstructed.

Immediately afterwards, a green light flashed, and the Nascent Soul was pulled backwards. In the blink of an eye, it was sucked into the small cauldron without any resistance.

Yan Yun pointed at the lid of the cauldron in the air, and the lid turned into green light and fell down, sealing the Xutian Cauldron again.

The light of the small tripod faded and returned to normal. Yan Yun let out a long sigh and finally showed a satisfied smile on his face.

The late Nascent Soul cultivator trapped in the Xutian Cauldron could no longer escape. Kui Huan and his wife and all the Foundation Establishment disciples came forward to pay their respects, with flattering expressions on their faces.

"Thanks to everyone's efforts in this battle, these two bottles of elixir may help you improve your cultivation. Be sure to strengthen the control of the Demon Abyss to prevent evil spirits from sneaking in."

Yan Yun smiled gently, took out the white jade bottle and handed it to Kui Huan, giving him additional instructions.

"As you command! I will discuss with the various sects to increase manpower. Uncle Master can go back to Lingbie Island to rest first, and then return to the sect."

Kui Huan took the jade bottle with joy and responded respectfully.

"No need. This place is not far from the sect. I still have important matters to attend to, so I won't stay any longer."

Yan Yun waved his hand to refuse, turned around and turned into a green rainbow and left.

Kuihuan and his wife bowed respectfully and watched Yanyun disappear.

"Fellow Daoist Kui, what kind of elixir did Senior Yan leave behind? Considering his noble status, it must be extremely precious."

The red-robed monk led his disciples closer, his eyes full of envy.

“I don’t know the details, but it should be extraordinary. We need to repair the seal as soon as possible.” Kui Huan smiled awkwardly, quickly put away the jade bottle, and turned to instruct his disciples.

Although the seal has been repaired, the light has dimmed a lot.

Everyone from Luoyun Sect went to the stone pillar to teleport to the formation and strengthen the seal.

Although the red-robed monk was curious about the type of elixir, he did not say anything more and asked his disciples to join the repair team.

After several days of hard work, the seal was gradually restored to its original state.

More than ten days later, Yan Yun returned to Yunmeng Mountain.

However, he did not return to Luoyun Sect, but went directly to Zimu Peak Dojo.

As soon as I landed, I saw a woman in plain clothes waiting in front of the cave entrance.

"It's you!" Yan Yun was slightly surprised.

"Greetings, Master." The beautiful female cultivator bowed respectfully with a serious look. She was Yan Yun's registered disciple, Liu Yu.

"Are you waiting here?" Yan Yun asked with a frown. (End of this chapter)