Chapter 368: Peacock Killing
Looking at the calm and calm Ye Fanchen, Lu Changan had a strange look in his eyes.
The resistance just now with puppets and magic weapons was just a cover.
Lu Changan didn't want to expose his peak level three body training attainments in public.
“The wood magical power just now consumed a lot of money. However, Fellow Daoist Ye feels a slight pain in the sea of consciousness, and his body feels empty and uncomfortable..."
The smile on Lu Changan's face revealed a hint of weirdness.
“Huh? Hiss! Could it be that you...”
Ye Fanchen concentrated his senses, his face changed, and he found that there was indeed a faint pain in the sea of consciousness.
The mana in the body is somewhat disordered, and the body feels slightly tired and empty.
Even though there were no confirmed symptoms of poisoning, Ye Fanchen was sweating profusely and subconsciously took out the precious detoxification pill.
In this short gap.
唰!
In the field of vision, Lu Changan only left an afterimage and disappeared from the clouds.
The next moment, the huge spiritual pressure of the Core Formation Overhaul, like a hundred thousand mountains, descended on the third-order spiritual ship below.
"careful!"
“How could Xiang Dalong come and kill him?”
On the side of the spirit ship, Elder Ye, the strange-faced man, and Tie Danxin, the three alchemy masters, felt the roar of the terrifying elixir power, and their hearts pounded.
The three true elixirs were attacking the mine formation, and they were caught off guard when Xiang Dalong suddenly came to kill them.
Lu Changan used a wood-based evil secret technique, and his arm suddenly expanded, extending with withered yellow vines, turning into a giant vine hand more than ten feet long, and slapped the three true elixirs on the spirit ship fiercely.
“Quick! Block—”
Elder Ye’s scalp was numb, so he took out a flag flag magic weapon to protect his body, and took out a third-level talisman.
The strange-faced man summoned a third-level puppet, stood in front of him, and retreated violently.
As a result, he discovered that the giant vine hand that exuded fatal threats did not attack him or the puppet in front of him.
Puffy!
The giant hand of withered vines swept past Elder Ye and Tie Danxin.
“My virtuous nephew—save me!”
Elder Ye, who was in the middle stage of pill formation, had his body blown away, the aura of the protective flag and magic weapon dimmed, and the light shield of the third-order talisman was violently beaten to pieces.
Elder Ye was in a very embarrassed state, his scarf fell off and his hair was disheveled.
“Elder Xiang, please spare my life…”
Tie Danxin, who was in the early stage of forming the core, was the weakest. He screamed and was pinched by the giant hands of withered yellow vines. The protective aura was extinguished and he lost his resistance.
Phew!
In an instant, Tie Danxin’s dark and strong body turned into a withered corpse.
The monks in the Ye family camp were horrified, and those fake elixir and foundation-building monks with lower cultivation levels retreated one after another.
“Tsk tsk, sucking this person’s life essence and blood is enough to make up for the loss of a certain family just now.”
After killing Tie Danxin, Lu Changan's face turned a little rosy and his mana was surging.
"be cheated!"
Ye Fanchen's face was ashen. When he pursued him, he found that Lu Changan had regained his full mana.
Ye Fanchen and the alchemy-forming monks present were not surprised when Elder Xiang's evil wood-based magic, "Ten Thousand Dry Vine Hands", which absorbs the essence, blood and vitality of monks, appeared on Elder Xiang.
Different from Daqing.
In the entire Great Abyss, evil ways are prevalent, and there are very few truly noble and upright people.
Even Yunxia Sect can only be regarded as a side sect, not the true path of Xuanmen.
Lu Changan's practice of "Ten Thousand Withered Vine Hands" is actually a cover, used as a secret killing technique to cover up the overly powerful recovery and endurance of the Evergreen Kung Fu.
Back then in Daqing, Lu Changan became more vigilant when he was chased by "Qingmu Zhenjun", a fellow practitioner of Changqing Gong.
Dayuan’s cultivation civilization is longer and more powerful, so he should try his best to hide the characteristics of evergreen skills, especially when fighting.
…
.
Ye Fanchen's face was gloomy and he drew out the [Golden Scale Sword Pond] again.
“Fellow Daoist Ye, don’t panic! A certain family has always been upright and upright, how could they use despicable means of poisoning the heirs of Jiange?”
Lu Changan spoke righteously and looked at Ye Fanchen, who had a gloomy expression.
He really didn’t poison me.
The poison that threatens the major repair of alchemy is extremely rare.
The words just now were just misleading and deceived Ye Fanchen.
“A cunning fellow.”
Ye Fanchen's eyes were cloudy and uncertain, and he already understood the reason.
As a puppet master, Xiang Dalong's spiritual consciousness is much stronger than that of ordinary alchemy masters. The "Fantasy Leaf Flying Sword" he used previously had a slight penetrating effect on Ye Fanchen's soul during the duel.
This kind of slight mental injury is not a serious problem, but in addition to the fact that the mana consumption in the duel is not small, it is consistent with the "symptoms" described by Lu Changan.
After understanding the truth, Ye Fanchen was frustrated and felt the long-lost humiliation.
He would rather be poisoned than be played by Xiang Dalong.
During the break between the duel, Lu Changan killed the important true elixir cultivator in the Ye family camp, making him appear incompetent.
“Come on! The hundred breath time has not yet come, Xiang Mou and fellow Daoist Ye will fight for another three hundred rounds.”
Lu Changan, who was in his prime, once again activated "Fantasy Leaf Flying Sword".
ification!
Many green leaves surrounded Lu Changan, turning into phantom flying swords that were uncertain in reality and took the initiative to attack and entangle Ye Fanchen.
Six Imperial Swords to Cut Heaven!
The ancient golden-scaled sword in Ye Fanchen's hand was slashed through the air and turned into twenty feet above Lu Changan's head, splitting into two transparent golden-scaled sword shadows on the left and right.
As one of the six major sword techniques of Tianjian Pavilion, combined with Ye Fanchen's swordsmanship talent, once used, Lu Changan was suppressed again.
However, Ye Fanchen, who was fighting again, felt his heart sinking and felt troubled.
Lu Changan returned to his prime, but he did not, and his mind was slightly eroded.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the "Phantom Leaf Flying Sword" used by Lu Changan again was not only endless, but also revived by the spring breeze. It was extremely tenacious and brought stronger mental erosion.
In short, it’s one thing that waxes and wanes and the other grows.
Once caught in a protracted war, Lu Changan's "Fantasy Leaf Flying Sword" further penetrated and affected Ye Fanchen's sea of consciousness, thereby reducing his artistic conception of swordsmanship.
“Who is this Xiang Dalong? Not only is he a third-level top-grade puppet master, but he is also so difficult to deal with in terms of magical powers..."
Ye Fanchen realized that it would be difficult to defeat Elder Xiang within a hundred breaths after missing the previous opportunity.
With the current suppression, it is impossible to win.
He had a mission to return to the Central Region, so he was not willing to activate the fatal double sword form in a single assist.
The cost is high for one thing.
Xiang Dalong is not simple. He hides his secrets and is hard to guarantee that he has no means to get the bottom of the situation.
For a time, Ye Fanchen was unable to get off the tiger and was in a dilemma.
“Fellow Daoist Ye, this battle is a draw. The fate of Tengling Mine is better left to the duel below.”
During the fierce fight, Lu Changan smiled brightly and suggested.
Hearing this, Ye Fanchen's expression froze and his face was slightly hot.
Elder Xiang "reciprocates courtesy" and also gives him a step down.
…
At the Tengling Mine under the clouds, the situation of the duel between the two forces has been decided.
“Chief!”
The death of Tie Danxin in battle brought a huge psychological blow to the group of monks that splintered from the Tie clan, and their morale dropped significantly.
On the Ye family camp, the Tie clan accounts for one-third of the middle- and lower-class monks.
Without one true elixir monk, Ye Fanchen was completely contained. The existing monks in the Ye family camp could not break through the third-level formation in the mine.
The monks at Tengling Mine even launched a counterattack with the help of the large formation.
Level 3 formations can not only defend, but can also activate large-scale spell bans under sufficient load.
“The situation is over…”
Elder Ye adjusted his clothes and looked tired, as if he had aged several years in an instant.
Although there was no major defeat.
But for the Ye family camp, failing to capture the mine or causing huge damage is a strategic failure.
The death of the Iron clan leader is very critical.
This iron clan is divided and has lost its soul. In the future, the Ye family camp will compete for the interests of the Tengling Mine, and the righteousness is not enough.
Therefore, it was a very subtle step for Lu Changan to take the time to kill Tie Danxin just now.
“Get ready to retreat!”
Elder Ye made a prompt decision and issued the order.
Two real elixir cultivators and several fake elixir cultivators worked together to cover, fighting and retreating, allowing the cultivators to withdraw to the third-order spiritual ship and prop up the formation shield on the spiritual ship.
The cultivators in Tengling Mine had a great morale and cheered.
Zhenren Xiuyu received a message from Lu Changan and stopped as soon as he saw fit. He only kept some wounded prisoners and did not really chase them out.
…
Between the clouds.
Ye Fanchen and Lu Changan have ceased fighting after a hundred breaths of fighting.
The clothes of both parties were somewhat torn and looked bad.
Ye Fanchen remained silent, escorting the third-order spirit ship to guard against Yunxia Sect's counterattack.
The third-order spirit ship turned around and flew a few miles away.
Whizzing-
Within the Yunxia Sect's sphere of influence, a sound broke through the air, and two true elixir-level escaping lights came towards the direction of the Tengling Mine to support them.
Tengling Mine is on the edge of Yunxia Sect's power, so support is faster.
This is also the reason why the Ye family had to retreat.
Lu Changan glanced at Xian. The two alchemy monks he supported were in the early and middle stages of alchemy formation, and they were all old acquaintances.
The middle-aged woman in the middle stage of pill formation is Zhenren Yumei, who was introduced to Lu Changan by the old sect master.
Another handsome young man whose elixir power is pure and extremely condensed, surpassing those of the same level, is none other than Hu Ang, who formed the Half-Step Golden elixir a few years ago.
The monks in the Ye family camp have all returned to the spirit ship and evacuated at full speed.
“Fellow Daoist Ye, I accept the concession.”
Lu Changan was unfazed and watched Ye Fanchen leave.
Ye Fanchen escaped into Jiugangtian and took a deep look at Lu Changan.
Ye Fanchen was quite surprised and a little surprised to meet a rival Danjiu Daxiu in the Central Territory of the Great Abyss.
This kind of evenly matched duel at the same level is very rare for him.
"Unfortunately, after this mission, I will devote all my efforts to planning Yuanying. I'm afraid I won't have the chance to fight with this person in the future."
Lu Changan breathed a sigh of relief and flew towards the Tengling Mine.
With his vision, he can naturally see that Ye Fanchen still has the means to suppress the situation.
However, Lu Changan didn't want to fight Ye Fanchen, even if there was an absolute chance of winning. In today's battle, he can kill all the monks on the enemy side, except Ye Fanchen.
Once you kill Ye Fanchen or severely damage his foundation, you will get into trouble.
Tianjian Pavilion is the ruler of the Southern Territory and one of the three most powerful immortal cultivating forces in Dayuan.
The first cultivator of the Sword Pavilion is the Nascent Soul cultivator who looks at the great abyss!
Even if Lu Changan is promoted to the Nascent Soul stage in the future, he still needs to fear and respect bosses at this level.
…
“Elder Xiang is back!”
When the alchemy cultivators at Tengling Mine saw Lu Changan descending from the clouds, they looked in awe, smiled eagerly, and took the initiative to welcome him out.
Hu Ang and Xiuyu, as disciples of True Monarch Yuan Ying, did not dare to neglect at all.
“Haha! Xiang Zhenren’s magic power reaches the sky and turns the tide, making the monks of the Ye family look like bereaved dogs.”
“Elder Xiang defeated the descendants of Jiange. With such a record, he can be called the best alchemy monk in Dayu Kingdom.”
Hearing the attentive and flattering voices in his ears, Lu Changan entered the mine with all the stars in his arms.
“Xiang just barely tied with the descendant of Jiange…”
Lu Changan smiled and did not explain too much.
In the later stages of elixir formation, he has undergone major repairs. His strength has already surpassed ordinary true elixir monks, and his status is lofty.
And he is considered to be at the pinnacle of the Dan Formation level.
Return to Yinzhu Pavilion.
Lu Changan met with Hu Ang and Yumei who were supporting him.
“Elder Xiang, in this battle we will kill one true elixir cultivator, two fake elixir cultivators, and a foundation-building cultivator…”
After Master Xiuyu sorted out the battlefield, he came over to report the situation, discuss with Lu Changan, distribute the spoils of war, and reward according to merit.
Only one true elixir cultivator died on the enemy side, so the trophies were not very attractive to Lu Changan's level.
He only took Tie Danxin’s storage bag, and distributed the trophies of other fake Danzhen and Foundation-building monks to the monks in the mine.
In addition to the spoils of war, this battle will be based on merit. The sect will award a large number of battle merits, which will be beneficial to all cultivators.
As the top person in charge of the mine, Lu Changan's words and deeds determine the allocation of resources for middle- and lower-class monks, affecting the spiritual destiny of many people.
…
"Elder Xiang, our strength is now firmly superior to the invaders from the Ye family camp. If we pursue the victory, the enemy's stronghold and fortress hundreds of miles away will not be able to take away some resources, so we can take the opportunity to plunder and loot them."
Hu Ang’s eyes flickered and he took the initiative to propose.
"That's right! Our Yunxia Sect's sphere of influence means that we can come and leave whenever we want."
“Even if we can’t wipe out all the invaders, we can’t let them escape too easily.”
Hu Ang’s proposal was approved by Master Xiuyu and Master Yumei.
“Ahem... To be honest, Xiang had just fought with Ye Fanchen and his energy was greatly depleted. In fact, he suffered serious internal injuries.”
Lu Changan coughed twice, his breath was weak, and he looked embarrassed.
“Since Elder Xiang is injured, this matter can only be dropped.”
Hu Ang sighed softly, showing an expression of regret.
The other two female True Alchemy cultivators also gave up this idea.
The Ye family's evacuation team was escorted by Ye Fanchen, who was a major cultivator of pill formation. Without Lu Changan's protection, they would not dare to pursue them.
The three people present were not surprised that Lu Changan suffered internal injuries.
“This boy is indeed injured! If he can easily defeat Ye Fanchen from Tianjian Pavilion, as a casual cultivator from a small place in the outside world, it would be too unnatural.”
Hu Ang thought to himself.
His body was merged with the remnant soul of Yun Lan, Zhenjun Yunlan, and the latter took the lead in rebuilding. Even if he reaches the late stage of pill formation, he can't say that he can definitely defeat Ye Fanchen.
He is currently in the early stage of alchemy formation. Although he has inherited the legacy of Zhenjun and possesses various secret methods of Yuanying old monster, he is definitely no match for Xiang Dalong.
After all, Xiang Dalong and Ye Fanchen are among the best in alchemy repair.
“If you tolerate it for a few more years, you don’t need to be afraid of this person.”
“At that time, we will have a showdown with Zi Yan, and with the help of the sect’s foundation, we can return to the realm of Nascent Soul.”
Hu Ang has a clear plan for the road to reconstruction.
There is no showdown with Taoist companions now. On the one hand, we are not strong enough and we are worried about being strangled in the cradle by potential enemies.
On the other hand, since he was dormant at the mountain gate, it was easier for him to discover problems in Yunxia Sect, including potential insiders and those with ulterior motives.
His forbearance and dormancy are secretly assisting Taoist companions.
…
Half a day later, at dawn.
The third-level spiritual ship of the Ye family monks has flown out of the Yunxia Sect's sphere of influence and has entered the periphery of the "Ye family", one of the four great families in Daewoo.
At this time, the third-order spiritual ship slowed down.
When the third-level spirit ship is flying at full speed, its speed is faster than that of ordinary alchemy monks. However, the consumption and load are quite large, and it cannot last for too long.
In the previous offensive battles, the third-order spiritual ships inevitably suffered some damage.
“Uncle Xiang, Fanchen still has a mission, so he won’t go back to the Ye family. The remaining half of the reward, Fanchen deserves it, and I hope he can tell the clan leader!”
"Fangchen has done his best, so there is no need to feel guilty. This mission involves the whereabouts of the devil, so be careful."
Elder Ye Xiang smiled gently, exchanged a few words, and watched Ye Fanchen leave.
Ye Fanchen escaped with a golden sword, left quietly, and soon entered Jiugang Heaven.
Fly thousands of miles.
Ye Fanchen felt uneasy for no reason, and the two ancient swords on his back trembled slightly.
The ancient sword is channeled, and its trembling sound conveys a hint of fear.
"This is…"
Ye Fanchen felt awe-inspiring, and followed the direction of the trembling ancient sword, looking back at the direction of the Ye family's third-order spiritual ship.
…
At the outskirts of the Ye family's influence, above the mountains.
The third-order spiritual ship shuttles between the clouds.
Suddenly, a cold, cold bird chirping resounded from the Jiugang Sky above the clouds.
"what sound!"
Elder Ye, the strange-faced man, and several fake elixir masters in the third-level spiritual ship, their hearts are palpitating.
The blood of the cultivators trembled, and the great terror originating from the depths of the souls spread to the body and mind along with the faint chirping of birds, as if a great disaster was coming.
Elder Ye was restless, scanning the top of the spirit ship with his consciousness, and his scalp could not help but feel numb.
I saw a twisted five-color beam of light, exuding the aura of forbidden destruction, descending from the nine heavens, penetrating through the heavy clouds, and heading straight for the third-order spiritual ship.
At the end of the five-color beam of light, a vague outline of a five-color peacock is faintly visible, mysterious and ancient, luxurious and elegant...
“Five-color peacock?? Quick! Run quickly—”
Elder Ye felt as if he was suffocating, all his magic power exploded, and he barely let out a roar.
However, when his voice sounded, the five-color forbidden beam that destroyed all things had already hit the target.
Boom! Click!
The thick material of the third-level spiritual ship and the powerful formation spiritual ship are all in vain and are easily destroyed by the five-color spiritual light.
The spiritual ship, which was dozens of feet long, instantly opened a large hole and almost fell apart. Fire raged and screams came one after another.
"ah!"
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of monks were reduced to ashes under the five-colored flames of destruction, or left with charred and mutilated body parts.
Just the residual power of the explosion can instantly melt the unsuspecting fake Danzhen.
Nearly all of the remaining monks were wounded and terrified.
A "bang" sound.
Elder Ye, whose clothes were charred, spit out a mouthful of blood and got out of the broken cabin of the spirit ship.
“Five-color peacock! At least it is of Tianpin bloodline, a legendary species with the rare bloodline of true spirit…”
The man with the strange face was relatively far away from the five-color aura and was only slightly injured. Looking at the outline of the five-color peacock higher above the clouds, he couldn't help but take a breath and his heart skipped a beat.
The five-color aura just now, the spiritual pressure aura emitted, is almost as strong as that of the human Yuanying Zhenjun.
Fortunately, it is a single-target magical power, not a large-scale spell, otherwise the lethality would be even more terrifying.
“Escape separately!”
Elder Ye didn't even look back, and didn't dare to look at the five-colored peacock above the clouds for a second time, and took a picture of a life-saving escape talisman that was accurate to the fourth level.
Swish swish...
His body split into several purple phantoms, and moved to different directions ten miles away at a speed that exceeded the speed of Danjie Daxiu.
“This old man runs so fast!”
The man with the strange face quickly launched a third-level flying boat and flew towards the hinterland of the Ye family's influence.
Although the Ye family has a True Lord Yuanying who goes to the royal family to negotiate, there is another True Lord who is in charge of the clan.
At present, only Nascent Soul monks can deal with this five-color peacock.
at this time.
A five-color feather blade flashed above the clouds, almost teleporting and slashing at one of Elder Ye's split purple phantoms.
“Senior Peacock——”
Elder Ye's body was covered with ice and ice, and he was extremely desperate. The speed of the five-color feather blade completely exceeded the limits of his reaction and dodge.
ifies! Click!
The defensive magic weapon and protective shield that Elder Ye reluctantly activated were as brittle as paper. They broke and went out in an instant. They were swept by the five-color feather light and his body was chopped into two parts from the head down.
"not good-"
The strange-faced man's flying boat had just started, and when he saw this scene, his arms couldn't help but tremble.
He was about to use the protective puppet to save his life when his body stiffened suddenly and his eyes were wide and bulging.
simultaneously!
A smaller five-color feather blade passed over the back of the strange-faced man's head, killing him while leaving a relatively intact body.
“Senior Peacock, spare your life!”
The third-order spiritual ship collapsed and fell, and fire exploded and spread. The surviving monks either ran for their lives frantically, or knelt down to beg for mercy.
Hurrah!
A cloud of five-colored clouds surrounded the outline of a peacock with wings spread several feet, exuding a chaotic and ancient bloodline aura. Along with the shadow of death and destruction, it passed by from the low altitude of the scene.
No living creature dares to look directly at his majestic face.
Divinity below the Nascent Soul level cannot detect the reality within the Five Colored Fengxia.
After a few breaths.
Another noble and cold bird call pierced the clouds.
The noble figure of the five-color peacock disappeared into the Jiugang Sky above the clouds with an escape speed comparable to that of the Nascent Soul Lord.
The monks who survived the scene were in shock, leaving an unforgettable mark.
No one noticed that the elder Ye and the strange-faced man were missing from the storage bag.
A few monks were amazed by the splendor and beauty of the five-colored peacock.
Many years later, a surviving old man wrote a book "Peacock Strange Stories" before his death, telling the poignant story of the love between humans and birds.
(End of this chapter)