The time-traveling villain wants to escape from Feng Aotian's Shura Field

At this moment, she was lying on the ground with her head buried deeply, and her body was covered by a faint white shield.

And now the spiritual fairy is mobilizing all her soul power to protect Changsun Youyou, so she has no idea what is happening outside.

The strong smell of death swept in all directions in an instant.

Except for the area where Changsun Youyou was staying.

In other places, trees died and the ground cracked. In the blink of an eye, a vibrant area turned into a dead place.

The wind howled, as if countless vengeful spirits were floating in the sky.

After resisting the impact of the death energy, Qian Yan looked at everything around him in disbelief.

He looked up at Qin Yangjun.

Qin Yangjun was seen holding a pitch-black ancient bell in his hand, with countless black air under his feet.

Qin Yangjun was shrouded in black fog, as if countless vengeful spirits were swirling in the fog.

A pair of blood-red eyes and a crescent-shaped evil smile were so conspicuous.

Qian Yan looked up and saw that the blood-red clouds in the sky had completely turned black.

Qian Yan’s eyes widened.

"It can change the situation of heaven and earth... an immortal weapon..."

But then, he actually started laughing.

"Hahahaha, I didn't expect to gain something like this on this trip. It really surprises me!!"

Qian Yan suddenly opened his hands, and the bone throne under his feet shattered.

Countless fragments flew in the sky, and then formed four skeletons. The four skeletons rushed towards Qin Yangjun with weapons in hand.

At the same time, a huge bone sickle appeared in Qian Yan's hand.

He raised the bone sickle and swung it violently. A crescent-shaped light burst out. The moment the sickle's blade appeared, a blade aura appeared in all directions.

Dangers were coming from all directions, but Qin Yangjun did not panic. Instead, he activated the Ghost Bell in his hand.

Boom!

However, as a clear bell rang, thousands of vengeful spirits spread out with a roar.

The howling evil spirit shattered the four skeletons and also dispersed the sword energy coming from all directions.

Countless vengeful spirits spread out like ripples.

Qian Yan in mid-air didn't dare to take the blow head-on, so he raised his hand and tried his best to block it.

The attack from the Ghost Bell did not cause any harm to Qian Yan.

He was seen holding a bone sickle, floating in the air and looking at Qin Yangjun leisurely.

"Haha, I really don't know what's wrong with Mu Xianxian. She actually gave you a fairy weapon. With your cultivation level of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, how many times can you launch the attack just now?"

After saying that, Qian Yan raised his hand, and a surge of spiritual power vibrated, directly locking onto Qin Yangjun.

A black light began to condense above his head.

An extremely terrifying power emanated, and the black light condensed, finally transforming into a pitch-black spear.

"go with!"

Qian Yan waved his hand forward, and the spear cut through the air and shot towards Qin Yangjun.

In less than a blink of an eye, the tip of the spear appeared in front of Qin Yangjun.

Boom!

There was another dull bell sound, and the wicked spirit's roar dispersed the spear in front of him. Qian Yan raised his hand again to resist the deathly aura.

But Qin Yangjun on the opposite side spat out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, Qian Yan's mouth curled up into a smile.

This was just as he expected.

It is impossible to fully drive a magical weapon with only Nascent Soul cultivation level.

It is estimated that the two attacks just now did not even exert one tenth of the power of the magic weapon.

The next second Qian Yan flashed in front of Qin Yangjun, and then a flash of knife flashed, tearing a big wound on Qin Yangjun's chest.

Qin Yangjun's body also fell like a meteor.

boom!

Qin Yangjun's body fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

Qian Yan floated down, and with a wave of his hand, Qin Yangjun's body slowly floated up.

"Say goodbye to this world."

A dark flame erupted in Qian Yan's eyes.

However, the next second, a beam of blood suddenly shot out from the side.

The attack came so suddenly that even Qian Yan didn't have time to react.

This blow directly hit Qian Yan's arm, and he flew sideways due to the subsequent inertia.

Qian Yan's arm was nailed to the dead tree. He looked closely and saw that it was a pitch-black feather arrow.

Qian Yan turned his head.

The scene before him brought a hint of surprise to his face.

I saw that the blood-curdling coffin had been opened.

A dried corpse wearing armor, carrying a quiver on his back, a long sword on his waist, and covered in blood, was aiming at him with an arrow raised.

"It is indeed a magical weapon...it actually has this ability..."

Qian Yan's eyes sparkled with excitement.

With his ability, it was not difficult to see that this mummy was controlled by Qin Yangjun's magic weapon, but this was also what surprised him.

This is an ancient corpse that has passed the third level of tribulation.

Even he wanted to awaken and control this ancient corpse.

It also requires complicated formations, blood sacrifices, and soul branding to complete, but the person in front of him can do it with just one weapon.

If this magical weapon falls into his hands...

Thinking of this, Qian Yan's eyes showed excitement, and he looked at the Ghost Bell in Qin Yangjun's hand with more enthusiasm.

Then he pulled out the arrow that had pierced his arm.

Qin Yangjun also drove the ancient corpse to attack him again.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

The next second, several more feather arrows flew into the air.

The power of that arrow was so terrifying that the strong wind surrounding the arrow alone tore grooves in the dry earth.

But the ancient corpse's feather arrow did not hit Qian Yan.

He nimbly dodged all the powerful arrows.

Not only that, Qian Yan even had the energy to speak to Qin Yangjun.

"To be honest, you really surprise me. If an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator came into contact with this immortal weapon, he would probably be sucked dry in an instant, but you took so long."

"But you are at the end of your strength, right? How long can you control this magic weapon? The magic weapon's spirit has revived. When your spiritual power is exhausted, it will inevitably be attacked. Why don't you hand it over to me? Maybe I can leave your body intact!"

Hearing this, Qin Yangjun felt a sweetness in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood.

How could he not know what Qian Yan said?

If it weren't for the medicinal effect of the Thousand Soul Blood Fruit, he wouldn't have been able to hold on for so long.

Although he had many trump cards, he couldn't use them at this time.

The power of the Ghost Bell is extremely yin, while his Golden Crow Statue and Golden Crow Banner are extremely yang.

If he cannot balance the power of extreme yin and extreme yang and uses them together, he will most likely be immediately backfired by his own power.

So before I mastered that secret.

He couldn't use both powers together.

Chapter 21 My sister is angry

As for Zunlong Five Elements Gong...

That consumes spiritual energy.

If I use the Zunlong Five Elements Power while using the Ghost Bell, I will probably be sucked dry in no time.

So the moment he picked up the Ghost Bell, he had no choice but to go down the wrong path.

Now, as his spiritual power was consumed, Qin Yangjun could feel that the ancient corpse and the spirit in the Ghost Bell that was gradually regaining consciousness were beginning to break free from his control.

Qin Yangjun knew that this was not a battle at all.

The gap in strength between him and Qian Yan is too big.

Therefore, the target of the blood corpse's attack was never Qian Yan.

The blood corpse's arrow turned directly upwards after flying out.

boom! boom! boom!

The feather arrows exploded immediately after hitting the formation in the sky, and the heaven and earth shook in an instant.

And a crack appeared in the formation in the sky...

boom!

A corner of the formation broke.

At the same time, someone thousands of miles away suddenly raised his head.

The spiritual immortal keenly noticed that the Taoist formation was beginning to break down.

"We have to leave. Youyou, give me the rest of your spiritual energy."

"Qin Yangjun..."

"He has Mu Xianxian's divine consciousness on him. I believe Mu Xianxian has already noticed it. There is no point for us to stay here. Your master's soul power is also running out. If the previous attack happens again, I can't withstand it."

"I understand."

Then Changsun Youyou also began to mobilize her own power and gather it into the ring on her hand.

Qian Yan, who was dodging the blood corpse's attacks, also changed his expression when he saw the cracks in the sky.

"Damn it!"

He had to speed up. If he didn't deal with Qin Yangjun, let alone getting the magic weapon, he would probably have to die here.

He just gritted his teeth and mobilized his spiritual power to reach forward.

A pair of giant bloody hands suddenly fell from the sky and slapped the ancient corpse directly. In an instant, blood spread in all directions.

Then a huge mouth stretched out from the ground and directly swallowed the ancient corpse.

Afterwards, Qin Yangjun could feel that his control over the ancient corpse had been cut off.

The next second Qian Yan appeared behind Qin Yangjun with the sickle raised in his hand. However, just as he was about to swing the sickle, a purple flame exploded on his body.

He staggered a little.

Anyone else? !

Qian Yan turned his head and only vaguely saw a white light.

There was no trace of a ghost in the direction from which the attack was launched just now.