Chapter 129

Take the initiative

The sun is shining brightly, and the scorching sun spreads its scorching rays on the earth, adding a little warmth to the cool spiritual energy.

Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen put on a brand new black robe and a brand new mask and quietly left the cave.

Many monks wearing black robes and concealment masks leave Huayan City every day, and many monks who do not want to reveal their identities enter the city. The two of them took the Breath-Resting Pill to hide their realm at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Stage, blending into the crowded crowd and appearing inconspicuous.

"Mo Chen, Liuhuo, can you tell me if there is any trap formation near the city gate?" Yan Qingyan still remembered the dangerous situation she encountered at the Wanjiang city gate, and she is still a little scared.

"No discovery yet." Ling Mochen said.

Yan Qingyan never relaxed her vigilance, this was the Yinhuang Sect's territory, and she was being targeted by the enemy in their territory. There were not many cultivators as brave as her who dared to enter the tiger's acupoint and touch the tiger's butt!

"Next!"

The guards at the city gate were still diligently maintaining order, and the two of them traveled with the team leaving the city, and everything went smoothly from beginning to end.

"No one is stopping us? This Huayan City feels no different from other cities."

Yan Qingyan frowned. She thought there was going to be a big battle, but she didn't expect that leaving would be easier than leaving Wanjiang City?

"Perhaps there is something wrong within the Yinhuang Sect?" Ling Mochen guessed, "Xue Qianji is a great cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. Unless he has gone wrong with his own cultivation, I can't imagine who in the Xuangan Continent could have forced him into a desperate situation."

Even Wanjiang City was taken over by the mortal enemy.

"Forget it, it's a good thing nothing happened. Let's go after that bastard Yin Siwen first!" Yan Qingyan said.

"good"

The two left Huayan City, but their nerves were still tense.

Although the enemy they are about to face is still in the Foundation Establishment Stage, there is a living Nascent Soul behind him!

Never reveal your identity!

Sasha——

Stepping on the leaves silently.

The two men crossed the endless plain and came to a deep and quiet canyon. There was a quiet path in the canyon and no one was around.

Ling Mochen raised his head and looked at the "black spot" in the sky that was getting bigger and bigger.

“Here they come!”

Yan Qingyan focused her spiritual power on her eyes and clearly saw Yin Siwen, Xiang Jiu, and two masked monks who were also wearing black robes. The four of them were riding flying spirit beasts and flying rapidly towards here.

Yan Qingyan curled the corners of her lips and pulled Ling Mochen to hide in a blind spot.

Above the sky.

Yin Siwen's expression was still as gloomy as usual, as if he would never be truly happy as long as he could not improve his qualifications to the level of genius he had always dreamed of.

"What is that?"

Suddenly, the man in black robe behind Yin Siwen said in surprise.

"What?"

Yin Siwen followed the man's gaze and saw balls of pure white fur floating lightly in front of his flying mount, like a huge plush scarf spread on one side of the sky, blocking their way forward.

One of the men in black robes thought for a while, then seemed to remember something frightening, and suddenly shouted, "Stop! That's Miaomiao Ball Grass!"

Too late!

Before the flying spirit beast stopped moving, a large number of Miaomiao ball grass swarmed over and tightly wrapped the group of four people and their mounts.

"Young Master! Cover your entire body with spiritual power, and never let any gaps in the protective shield at any time!" The black-robed man's voice was mixed with powerful spiritual power, and he shouted quickly.

"roar--"

After an unknown amount of time, the flying spirit beast could no longer withstand the "numerical attack" of the Miaomiao Ball Grass and fell straight into the canyon below.

Yan Qingyan secretly gave orders to the Miaomiao grass, asking them to land as close to their hiding places as possible.

boom!

A huge roar echoed throughout the canyon path, breaking apart countless tiny pieces of sand and rubble.

"Damn it! I have passed by here so many times, where did this Miaomiao ball grass come from?!" Yin Siwen said angrily.

The four of them quickly stood up and wanted to form a formation, using their group attack spells to kill the Miaomiao Ball Grass one by one.

But some people won't give them this opportunity.

boom!

Two streams of spiritual power, one blue and one red, emanated from an unexpected place and attacked towards Yin Siwen and Xiang Jiu as if they had been practiced countless times.

"who?!"

"Who is it? How dare you!"

The two black-robed guards were both in the Jindan stage, and their reactions were much faster than Yin Siwen and Xiang Jiu, who were in the Foundation Establishment stage. They did not bother to continue fighting with the Miaomiao ball grass in front of them, and quickly flashed in front of Yin Siwen.

Bang! Bang!

“Puff!”

Xiang Jiu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and when the Miaomiao Qiucao rushed forward as if they smelled the smell of meat, they quickly closed the broken spiritual power shield again.

His face was extremely pale. He secretly glanced at Yin Siwen who was protected by two Jindan Zhenren, and quietly clenched his fists.

Damn it, why is he just a guard, while a loser like Yin Siwen is a young master?

God is so unfair!

Yan Qingyan and the other person did not expect their attack to be successful. They just wanted to test the strength of the two mysterious men in black robes, as well as their identities and purposes.

Now I know that he is in cahoots with Yin Siwen!

"How dare a middle-stage Jindan cultivator come and assassinate Young Master Yin? How courageous!" One of the men in black robes said coldly.

Yin Siwen's face was pale. He was still frightened by the attack just now. The protective shield around him was found to have loopholes, allowing the hateful white grass to find a chance to invade.

"Kill them! Kill them for me!" Yin Siwen roared.

The two men in black robes looked at each other. One of them did not move and stayed firmly beside Yin Siwen, while the other one immediately dodged and attacked Yan Qingyan.

"Die!" the man in black robe said in a hoarse voice.

"It's you who will die! Thousand Trees Dance!" Yan Qingyan flipped her hand and cast the earth-level spell she had just learned.

"The Burning Sky Thousand Flame Bird!"

Ling Mochen also used the earth-level spell he had just learned and attacked the man in black.

Boom boom

Both were powerful moves, and the aftermath of the spells, when it collided with the black-robed man’s powerful spiritual power, actually spread over an area of ​​several miles!

Yin Siwen hid behind another man in black robe, looking extremely ugly. His golden elixir protector was unable to hurt anyone with one attack!

On the other side, Xiang Jiu was caught off guard and hit by the aftermath of the battle. He retreated several miles, and the wound that had not yet been treated was severely injured again, and blood mixed with internal organs suddenly spurted out.

“Puff!”

When Xiang Jiu's consciousness became blurred, the sight of white covered his entire vision.

“No…no—”

Xiang Jiu was terrified and quickly asked for help from the black-robed man not far away.

However, the other party did not take Xiang Jiu seriously at all. It seemed that in his eyes, there was only Yin Siwen, the young master, and the safety of others had nothing to do with him.

Bang!

The first Miaomiao Ball Grass successfully entered Xiang Jiu’s body!