Mortal: Fengling Linggen, married Chen Qiaoqian

He then flicked his wrist lightly, and the small bottle containing blood flew away like a shooting star chasing the moon.

He stabbed straight into the void where the sound came from. He wanted Shi Yan to take the vial away to prevent it from being snatched away by others.

In an instant, the blood cloud seemed to be crazy, surging and rolling violently, and in the blink of an eye it condensed into an enchanting blood lotus.

This blood lotus was like a naughty child, spinning around and instantly generating a powerful suction force.

He actually sucked all the more than ten sharp sword lights into his stomach.

At the same time, the mysterious vial was like a black lightning, "whoosh" and shot out more than ten feet away, and then flashed.

Just like a master of hide-and-seek, he concealed his figure in the void and disappeared without a trace.

This sudden change made Huan Tianqi, who was flying over, stunned on the spot. He stood in mid-air like a wooden sculpture.

But in just a moment, he came to his senses, his eyes suddenly widened with anger, like an enraged lion.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a gray evil wind came out, carrying endless flying sand and rocks.

It was like a surging black wave, sweeping towards where Yan Yun was hiding.

Huan Tianqi is indeed a veteran of the battlefield, although he cannot see Yan Yun.

But with his rich experience in fighting, he could tell at a glance that someone was casting a concealment spell.

He secretly took away the small bottle, and then he became furious and launched such a fierce attack.

Yan Yun saw the howling wind coming, his face turned pale, and he thought to himself that it was not good.

There was no time to use flying skills to escape from the attack range of the strong wind, and he would be swept into it by the evil wind.

The magical power of Taiyi Huaqing Fu would be broken in an instant, and then he would be in danger.

At this critical moment, Xu Tian on the side looked stern, as if he was a general who had been given a mission in times of crisis.

He quickly made a hand gesture with one hand, aimed at the incoming evil wind, looked extremely solemn, and pushed hard.

With a loud "puff" sound, a blood-red sword light like a rainbow from the sky, like an unparalleled sharp blade, shot out from Xutian's hand.

The light was dazzling and in a flash, it was like a sharp knife cutting through the Gordian knot, splitting the evil wind in half right down the middle, and then continued to move forward, heading straight for Huan Tianqi.

Huan Tianqi was so frightened that his soul almost jumped out of his body, and he quickly grabbed the air with one hand.

In an instant, a gray demon claw seemed to emerge from the abyss of hell and appeared above his head.

With a terrifying aura of pressure, he grabbed at the bloody light fiercely.

In an instant, the gray and red lights intertwined and collided with each other, like two fighting dragons, and for a moment they were deadlocked in mid-air.

When Yan Yun saw this, he was overjoyed, as if he had been saved from a desperate situation.

Taking advantage of the stalemate between the two sides, he hid his body and floated into the sky like a light piece of catkins.

But things never go as planned. Just when Yan Yun was secretly rejoicing that he had managed to escape, he suddenly heard a cold snort from behind that sounded as if it came from the underworld:

"Where do you want to go?"

Then, he suddenly felt a flash of yellow light in the sky, like a golden lightning streak across the night sky.

A white jade seal appeared above his head like a ghost, and in just a flash, it turned into a size of more than ten feet.

It was like a towering mountain, with the force of Mount Tai pressing down, smashing down hard and covering Yan Yun.

This attack was like a lightning strike, so fast that even Xu Tian had no time to help. He could only watch and let out an anxious cry.

Yan Yun had already witnessed the power of this jade seal. It had once collided head-on with a stone stick that was half the size of the one-eyed giant.

They are all unharmed. There is absolutely no way I can easily take on such power.

Yan Yun's expression changed continuously, like a color palette, full of highlights, and finally he sighed softly.

As if accepting his fate, he saw that the area below the jade seal was originally empty.

There was a flash of silver light, as if moonlight penetrated the clouds, and Yan Yun's figure suddenly appeared.

He seemed to be risking everything, and he slapped the top of his head. A ball of green light like the deep night sky, wrapped around a small tripod, suddenly emerged.

Then the lid of the tripod was opened, and a clear sound came out from the tripod, as if a huge bell was struck.

Then countless strands of black hair shot out like a dense fishing net, interweaving and flashing, instantly forming a light net that just happened to support the jade seal that was falling head-on.

The seal fell mercilessly onto the blue light net, like a meteorite hitting the earth.

"Rumble"

There was a burst of explosion sound like the collapse of heaven and earth, and the jade seal was indeed extraordinary.

As soon as the green net came into contact with the silk, it began to break into pieces like fragile spider silk.

However, the Xutian Ding is a magical treasure after all, and the light threads it emits are like nimble water snakes.

The swing still slowed down the falling momentum of the jade seal, so that Yan Yun would not be smashed into a meat patty in an instant.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Yan Yun's hands moved like butterflies flying through flowers, quickly making hand gestures.

Behind him, it was as if the god of thunder had descended, and blue-white wings appeared like a roc spreading its wings.

Then he twisted his body, like a loach drilling a hole, and turned into a white silk thread. Together with the small tripod on his head, he disappeared as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.

When the seal finally broke through the green net and smashed down, it naturally fell into empty space, just like a heavy punch hitting cotton, with all the strength but no point of force.

At this moment, a green electric arc more than thirty feet away was like a lively elf. In a flash, Yan Yun's figure appeared silently.

"How can you control these treasures? You are not Yan Shi!"

There was a sound like thunder in the blood cloud, and suddenly Xutian's unbelievable voice was heard, and then the blood cloud rolled like boiling water.

A figure several inches tall seemed to crawl out of the blood pool and appeared above the clouds. It was Xuan Ling Xutian.

"You are not a spirit, you are a human cultivator!"

Behind the place where Yan Yun was originally located, the light glowed like fireworks, and the figure of Huangliang Lingjun also appeared, his face full of surprise, as if he had seen a visitor from outer space.

Huan Tianqi also took the opportunity to control the demon claws, like an eagle catching a chick, and grabbed the blood-colored sword light and dispersed it.

At the same time, he flashed several times, like a ghost walking at night, and appeared on the side of Huangliang Lingjun, looking at Yan Yun with the same surprise and suspicion.

Facing three shocked Void Refinement Level beings, Yan Yun was like a thousand-year-old piece of ice, and had no intention of saying another word.

His hands danced like lightning, he made quick hand gestures, and then opened his mouth.

A ball of burning blood spurted out of his body, like a ball of thick flame, instantly submerging his body in it.

"Want to run!"

When Xu Tian saw this scene, he seemed to see through everything with his fiery eyes. He immediately realized that this was a high-level escape technique and was immediately furious, like a ignited gunpowder barrel. Then the blood cloud under him was like a black storm, and it was about to pounce on it, like a hungry wolf pouncing on its food.

"Humph, Brother Xutian, why are you so anxious? Let me learn from your Blood Demonic Lotus again."

"Brother Huang Liang, since he is a human cultivator, I will leave him to you."

Huan Tianqi seemed to have turned into a demon in an instant, and his figure shook.

It transformed into a streak of light and pounced towards Xutian like a black lightning, while at the same time, an eerie voice like the cry of a night owl came out of its mouth.

"Don't worry, a mere Divine Transformation cultivator, even if he has a magical treasure, will never escape from my grasp."

Huang Liang Lingjun was like a hawk eyeing its prey, staring at Yan Yun without blinking, and spoke calmly, as if everything was under control.

He could tell at a glance that Yan Yun's Xu Tian Ding was a spiritual treasure, as if he had a keen eye.

As soon as Huangliang Lingjun finished speaking, he opened his mouth like a dragon emerging from the sea and a small green sword like a dragon spewed out.

With just a flash, it was as if it had teleported, and it appeared above the blood mist, and it slashed down mercilessly, like an executioner swinging his knife.

There was a slight "clang" sound, as if metal were colliding, and a golden light, like the rising sun, shot out from the blood mist.

Although it was bounced away, it managed to block the green rainbow with one blow, and revealed a golden flying sword about a foot long, as if a divine weapon had appeared in the world.

Huangliang Lingjun sneered, as if he was sure of victory, and pointed at Luhong with one hand, as if a general was giving an order.

The green rainbow swooped down like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep, and immediately intertwined with the golden flying sword, shining brightly like brilliant fireworks.

The golden light was suppressed and dimmed, as if the scorching sun was obscured by dark clouds.

Then the green rainbow spun around and turned into a green sword wheel about a meter in size.

It was like a madly spinning electric saw, turning at a high speed, and it was about to smash the flying sword in the middle into pieces, just like a shredder shredding paper.

A sharp sound of metallic friction was heard, and the golden flying sword was like a candle in the wind.

It was almost dimmed to the point of only a trace left, but under the wild slashing of the sword, it was surprisingly safe and sound, without any damage at all, as if it had an indestructible body.

On the contrary, this flying sword was like a tough rope, entangled Qinghong and prevented him from falling. It was like a tug-of-war game, with both sides in a stalemate.

"Eh?" Huangliang Lingjun said softly, as if he had discovered a new continent, and was somewhat moved.

Although his flying sword was not made of any heaven-defying materials, it was still made from the initial stage of the great Dao.

It took a lot of effort to successfully refine it, and it took thousands of years to cultivate.

The power was already no less than that of ordinary spiritual treasures. But at this moment, it was unable to cut off the flying sword of a Divine Transformation cultivator. It was really strange, as if it had encountered a ghost wall.

Huangliang Lingjun was surprised in his heart, but his face was expressionless. He just made a quick sword gesture with both hands, and the green rainbow seemed to be a spirit bird that heard the call.

A clear sound was heard, and in a blur, thirty-six identical green lights appeared.

Just like a peacock spreading its tail, they shot densely towards the blood mist, as if they were going to cut Yan Yun into pieces with their swords, as if it was an execution scene.

But what Huangliang Lingjun could not have expected was that Yan Yun in the blood mist was like the Thousand-Armed Guanyin. He just shook his shoulders and dozens of golden small swords flew out from behind.

It was like a swarm of golden bees, transforming into golden sword lights, also blocking the green lights in the sky.

It makes it impossible for them to fall, as if they were a solid wall of iron and steel, indestructible.

At this time, the blood mist was rolling violently. Yan Yun was muttering something, and his ten fingers were constantly changing the magic spells.

It was as if he was casting a mysterious spell and was about to complete it, as if he was about to summon a mysterious power.

When Huangliang Lingjun saw this scene, his face became even more surprised, but then a cold light flashed in his eyes.

It was like the twinkling of cold stars, and then a yellow hazy light shone from his body, and the whole person disappeared from the spot, as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.

Yan Yun took a deep breath, like an athlete about to sprint, and suddenly a trace of blood flashed between his brows.

It was as if the earth was cracked, and a black eyeball emerged, like the eye of a devil.

Immediately, a thin beam of black light spurted out and disappeared in a flash, like a shooting star.

Suddenly, a loud noise was heard from the void more than ten feet away, like a spring thunder.

After a flash of yellow mist and black light, the figure of Huangliang Lingjun flashed out, and immediately shouted in a lost voice:

"The Eyes of Destruction! You actually have this treasure!"

The face of this cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage became completely solemn, as if he was facing a mortal enemy. But after being surprised, he was not angry but happy instead, as if he had discovered a treasure.

He raised one hand and slowly reached forward into the air, as if he was controlling the universe.

A "hissing" sound of breaking air erupted above Yan Yun's head, and a strong wind blew nearby.

Countless strands of light appeared out of thin air like fairy flowers, and condensed into a ball in the blink of an eye.

A crystal jade axe about ten feet long, like a jade carving, appeared mysteriously as if it had fallen from the sky.

Huangliang Lingjun clasped his five fingers together and waved his hand downwards like a god wielding a sword, and gently uttered the word "behead" from his mouth, as if sentencing him to death.

The five-colored jade axe trembled and chopped down slowly, but it had not yet approached the blood mist.

A low thunderous sound came from under the axe blade, like the roar of Thor.

Balls of green electric light flashed and jumped, and at the same time the space nearby twisted and deformed. It can be seen that the power of this axe is unimaginable, as if it can split the sky and the earth.

Yan Yun, who was casting a spell with his eyes closed in the blood mist, naturally saw this scene. His face changed drastically as if he had seen a ghost.

He didn't have time to think about it, as if in a panic, he opened his mouth and a dark hill appeared like a black monster.

It spurted out of the mouth, and with a slight shake, circles of gray halos were emitted from it.

Strangely enough, wherever the halo passed, the green sword lights that were being suppressed by the golden flying swords had no power to fight back.

They all let out a mournful cry and began to tremble unsteadily, like injured wild beasts, and it seemed as if their power was greatly reduced in an instant.

And that huge jade axe was obviously not comparable to those green sword lights, and was swept by those waves of light.

With just a flash, it easily cut off the first few light circles, and the falling momentum was not affected at all, as if it was unstoppable.

Yan Yun was very anxious, and with a thought, the dozen or so circles of light that erupted from behind the hill suddenly condensed together.

It turned into an extremely thick circle of light and disappeared with a tremble.

But the next moment, it suddenly appeared near the jade axe, and tightened its grip, actually encircled the jade axe, just like a hunter setting a trap to capture prey.

The five-colored spiritual light on the surface of the jade axe flickered and paused involuntarily in the air, as if it was about to lose control, like a runaway kite.

Huangliang Lingjun in the distance was shocked, but before he could think about it, he shouted and cast several spells with his hands, as if he was casting spells madly. (End of this chapter)