After the ascent failed

Chapter 621 Thunder Sword Punishes Evil
"Tiancheng Leimu?"

On the opposite side, as soon as Yuan Xian heard the old Taoist's words, he looked at Ye Chunyang suddenly, obviously knowing the role of Tiancheng Leimu.

Ye Chunyang was gloomy and silent.

He guessed that the old man wanted to use him early in the morning, but he didn't expect that the other party wanted to use his sword formation to pass through the ghost fog.

"Hey, disciple, don't panic. Although your cultivation base is a bit low, the power of the sky thunder in your flying sword is enough for you to walk here safely." The old man said with a smile.

Hua Yanxi and Hua Fei'er also looked at Ye Chunyang in surprise.

They didn't know the purpose of the old Taoist kidnapping Ye Chunyang at the beginning, and it was only now that they found out that he was carrying such a rare treasure.

When looking at Ye Chunyang, there was a strange light in Hua Fei'er's eyes, as if she had other thoughts.

But soon, this abnormality was hidden by her, and no one noticed it.

Ye Chunyang looked ahead, his heart gradually sank.

Although it is true that his sword array can restrain evil spirits and ghosts, the fog of ghosts in front of him is endless, and the demons and ghosts inside are all at the stage of transforming gods. Yuan died.

"What a good plan!"

Ye Chunyang had a murderous intent in his heart, and this old man has never been at ease.

"He's not your apprentice, is he?" Yuan Xian looked at Ye Chunyang with his eyes, and seemed to see some clues, and said with a sneer.

The old man frowned.

"Friend Daoist, I think that old man just wants to use you. You can imagine what will happen after you are worthless. How about cooperating with me? I can keep you safe and sound." Yuan Xianyi didn't care at all. Pay attention to the old way and dig people face to face.

Ye Chunyang looked at him, his heart skipped a beat.

"Yuan Xianyi, do you want to try the supernatural power of the poor Taoist?" A coldness flashed in the eyes of the old man.

"Hahaha... If your Excellency thinks you can beat Yuan, you can give it a try, and Yuan will accompany you to the end!" Yuan Xian said, "But this little brother has been wronged, and I gave you this old man for nothing. For the dead ghost, Yuan is really not worth it for him."

"What did you say?" The old Taoist looked furious.

But then his eyes flashed, and he laughed again, completely ignoring Yuan Xianyi, but suddenly pointed back.

"Whoosh"!
A ray of brilliance flickered on the fingertips of the old Taoist, and quickly entered the center of Ye Chunyang's eyebrows. Ye Chunyang's expression suddenly changed, and he felt a force of restraint rushing into his body quickly, branding it in his Nascent Soul.

"Don't panic, disciple, this spiritual note can help you keep the Nascent Soul securely. If something happens later, this note may help you a little bit." There was a sense of coldness.

Ye Chunyang's heart sank!
The old man made this note, obviously to accuse him of life and death!

The old Taoist then smiled and said: "Of course, if you really want to leave Pindao and go to Yuan Xianyi's place, Pindao will naturally not stop you."

Ye Chunyang cursed secretly, this old man put a forbidden curse on him, but he said it so nicely, it's so hypocritical and shameless!
In the current situation, as long as I have the slightest strange action, I will immediately die under this curse!
He looked at Yuan Xianyi, and then at the old Taoist, with murderous intent in his heart.

"Master was joking, how could Chunyang betray Master?" Ye Chunyang's voice seemed to be squeezed through his teeth, and his heart was extremely gloomy.

Obviously, with his cultivation base, it is impossible to be a seasoned opponent.

The old Taoist was overjoyed after hearing this, patted him on the shoulder and said, "My good apprentice, as long as you do what the poor Taoist said, the poor Taoist will not treat you badly."

On the opposite side, when Yuan Xian heard Ye Chunyang's refusal, his face was a little ugly.

He looked back and forth, and finally said with a sneer: "You can't live by doing your own crimes. Since you are willing to be the puppet of this old man, Yuan will not force it. It's a pity that you can have this cultivation at a young age, but you will die here."

Ye Chunyang's heart was cold, and he didn't answer Yuan Xianyi's words.

He lowered his head slightly, and no one noticed that his expression was a bit strange at this time.

When the old Taoist put the curse into his body just now, he was already secretly operating mana and soul, and then he was surprised to find that the ban seemed to be integrated into his body, but it didn't touch his Nascent Soul at all. .

In other words, although the old Taoist planted a forbidden curse on him, this curse...had no effect on Ye Chunyang.

Ye Chunyang was overjoyed when he found this.

The forbidden curse of the old Taoist is very mysterious, but it seems that because his kung fu is to cooperate with the avatar cultivation, the Nascent Soul is also a little different from ordinary people, so the forbidden curse naturally has no effect on him.

In this way, the old Taoist thought he had controlled him, but it was not the case!

"Okay, dear boy, sacrifice your flying sword. The power of the sky thunder is the nemesis of ghosts. These ghosts cannot be killed with ordinary magic power, but the power of the sky thunder can turn them into flying ash." The old Taoist didn't intend to delay, and urged Ye Chunyang directly.

"it is good."

Ye Chunyang's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything.

At this time, we must not let the old man realize that the forbidden spell is not effective for him, otherwise the opponent will attack him in advance, and the wisest choice is to temporarily succumb to the snake, and then wait for the opportunity.

The environment here is harsh for ordinary people, but it is the most favorable condition for Ye Chunyang. Since the other party has scruples about this ghost fog, it may be a useful weapon for him instead.

With a flick of his sleeve, the swords in his body whizzed out immediately.

81 perishing swords, clanging and clanging!

The piercing sword intent filled the air, and countless thunder and lightning came out, including Yuan Xianyi, who was a little surprised on his face.

Ye Chunyang's body was full of sword energy like a rainbow, and he flew forward.

Although these ghosts are powerful, they can still be dealt with carefully with his supernatural powers.

Bright electric arcs surround the sword, and Ye Chunyang controls the flying sword like the son of the thunder god, and the force of the thunder crackles endlessly.

"There are so many Tiancheng Thunder Wood Flying Swords, this kid has a good chance!"

Yuan Xian looked at the 81 perishing swords sacrificed by Ye Chunyang, raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't hide his surprise.

"Master, hasn't Tiancheng Leimu disappeared long ago? How could he have such a large number of flying swords?" The young man next to him said in a low voice, with strong greed in his eyes.

Everyone in the world knows that the power of the sky thunder is very powerful, and having such a flying sword can restrain evil spirits and ghosts, and most of the underground races in the abyss world can almost walk freely with this sword.

"Tiancheng Leimu is extremely difficult to form, and it was destroyed in a spirit world battle later on. It is almost hard to see it. It is really surprising that this child can have so many Tiancheng Leimu flying swords." Yuan Xianyi exclaimed.

On the other side, Hua Yanxi and Hua Feier looked at each other, and were also shocked by the scene in front of them.

They had heard some rumors about Tiancheng Leimu, they thought that Ye Chunyang would have at most one flying sword, but they didn't expect to have so much sword essence.

And just when everyone was surprised, Ye Chunyang waved his sword, and 81 sword elements shot up into the sky, and the thunder resounded endlessly.

The next moment, thunder and lightning filled the ghost mist, and several ghost heads wandering around the edge were chopped into fly ash in an instant, and after a few mournful wailings, they turned into green smoke and dissipated in an instant.

"He can kill ghosts of the same level with one sword?"

Hua Yanxi's heart trembled violently.

She had a very clear perception of the cultivation of those ghosts just now, and they were in the early stage of transforming gods like her, but Ye Chunyang killed them with his sword, and the other party had no resistance at all.

Doesn't this mean that if it was her, she would also be killed by Ye Chunyang with a sword?
Thinking of this, Hua Yanxi felt an inexplicable chill in her heart.

She looked at Hua Fei'er beside her, and then raised her head to look at Ye Chunyang's back, with a faint killing intent in her eyes.

She remembered what Hua Fei'er said in Lingxian Mansion before, that this person is most likely a soul cultivator, and for some irreversible reasons, soul cultivator is the natural enemy of their flower clan.

So... this person must not stay!
But when Hua Yanxi was staring at Ye Chunyang and getting chills, the old Taoist smiled and said ecstatically: "Okay, okay! These ghosts will be resurrected soon under the attack of ordinary mana, but the power of thunder can Killing them all is worthy of being my good disciple, and the poor are not mistaken!"

After a long laugh, the old Taoist ignored the others and flew directly towards Ghost Mist, following Ye Chunyang closely.

Hua Yanxi and the two girls looked at each other for a moment, and hurriedly followed.

Ye Chunyang looked back from the corner of his eye, and secretly sneered in his heart.

But he kept his face on the surface and continued to slash wildly with his sword.

The sound of "crackling" thunder resounded endlessly, wherever it went, a group of ghosts howled, and green smoke rose everywhere.

Under the sweeping of the group of swords, the beheaded ghosts had no chance of rebirth, and within a short while, the thick ghost fog split a passage.

But as he went deeper, Ye Chunyang's expression became more and more dignified. I don't know how wide the ghost fog is, and there are countless ghosts and ghosts inside. Although he can kill with one blow, he can't consume it all the time. Otherwise, once the true energy is exhausted, the situation will be difficult Dangerous.

"Master, what should we do now?" asked the young man next to Yuan Xianyi.

Yuan Xian looked at the backs of the group of people, his eyes were gloomy and uncertain, and finally controlled the streamer, and rushed forward: "Let's go too!"

"Humph!"

The old man looked back at the two men chasing him, and grinned grimly.

Before Yuan Xian could catch up, he pointed at the penny beside him with two fingers, drew a spell in the void, and then recited the spell silently, and the seal of the spell flew out through the air.

There was a loud "hum"!
The sky was full of brilliance, and the space around Yuan Xian was like a cage, blocking the two of them, even Yuan Xian was trapped in place for a while.

But at this moment, under Ye Chunyang's continuous beheading, the group of people gradually disappeared along the passage in the ghost fog.

"hateful!"

Yuan Xian was startled and furious.

Before he finished drinking, a flash of brilliance suddenly flashed in his hand, and a palm-sized small cauldron emerged. After he recited a few mantras, the small cauldron flew into the sky, emitting dazzling brilliance.

The next moment, there was only a piercing sound of "click" in the void, and the spell seal drawn by the old Taoist was immediately shattered under the light of the small tripod.

"Chase!"

Yuan Xianyi broke through the restriction, quickly retracted the small cauldron, then shouted at the young man beside him, and chased after him like an arrow leaving the string.

(End of this chapter)