Chapter 130

war!

“First blood!”

Yan Qingyan noticed it the moment the Miaomiao Ball Grass successfully parasitized Xiang Jiu.

But a mere foundation building did not cause any trouble to the enemy.

The man in black robe didn't even blink, concentrating on fighting with the two men, but his expression was solemn, without the contempt he had at the beginning.

It turns out that these two people both have earth-level magic skills, and it seems that they have impressive backgrounds.

"Qingyan, this person's magic is evil and weird. I'm afraid he is from the Yinhuang Sect." Ling Mochen said.

“Tsk tsk~ The Biyue Sect is actually getting involved with the Yinhuang Sect. I wonder if they will still be able to recruit good disciples next spring if this news gets out?” Yan Qingyan said with a look of anticipation.

Yin Siwen, who was not far away, looked gloomy and growled to the man in black robe, "We can't keep them here!"

"Master understands!"

Yan Qingyan dodged the attack from the black-robed man with a backflip, and performed a new Thousand Trees Dance forward again, saying, "Hey! Your teammates are almost dead, don't you want to make up for it?"

"You are just an ant, your death is not a pity!" The voice of the man in black robe was just like his robe, so cold without a trace of color.

"Tsk tsk~ No wonder..." Yan Qingyan said meaningfully.

No wonder Xiang Jiu had other ideas when Yin Bufan got into trouble. Who would be willing to risk their life for someone who doesn't take your life seriously?

"Burning Sky Thousand Flame Bird!" Just when Yan Qingyan used the Thousand Wood Dance to imprison the enemy, Ling Mochen's spell followed closely and created a huge crack in the black-robed man's protective shield.

"uh-huh!"

The scorching fire spiritual power mixed with the residual power of the Nine Nether Ice Fire penetrated through the shattered protective spiritual power shield and invaded the black-robed man's robes and body.

The Jindan stage has strong spiritual power. Even if the protective shield is temporarily cracked, it will be repaired quickly, leaving no chance for Miaomiao Ball Grass to take advantage.

The only thing that made the man in black robe feel uncomfortable was that the power of this strange fire was extremely fierce. The spiritual power needed to resist the damage caused by this strange fire was much greater than that required to repair the spiritual power shield!

In the back, another man in black robes kept casting spells, and countless Miaomiao ball grasses were burned and cut down, and the number of the group continued to decrease.

But Yan Qingyan's space was like a place where countless Miaomiao grasses were kept, with "reinforcements" constantly joining the battlefield.

Drain the enemy's spiritual power and disrupt their vision, forcing them to divert their attention to deal with their body's surface protection when their vision is blocked!

"Quick battle, quick decision!" Yan Qingyan frowned. These two were actually in the late Jindan stage. Why was Yin Siwen so important that he was asked to protect the foundation building area by a great Jindan late stage cultivator who was only a step away from Yuanying power?

boom!

"The realm of the thousand-thread vines!"

Yan Qingyan launched a large-scale attack. Each of the countless wooden vines contained the power of tens of thousands of years, covering the surroundings and transforming the original canyon into a primeval forest.

Her fighting style is different from Ling Mochen's. Mochen prefers to attack vigorously with high-intensity hot flames in order to finish the battle as quickly as possible.

But this is often easy to become weak later. If there are not a large number of elixirs to replenish spiritual power, if you fail to make the opponent lose their combat ability in the early stage, you will not have the strength to escape in the later stage.

She likes to control, and prioritize the battlefield to transform it into the most advantageous terrain for herself. She then uses magic to block the opponent's movements, and concentrates her firepower to attack the opponent when he is unable to move or his actions are hindered.

Even if you can't kill the opponent right away, you can at least kill him by dragging him down!

Worst case scenario... it's easy to escape!

boom!

Boom boom

"Master, the situation is not good." The black-robed man who stayed beside Yin Siwen went from being careless at the beginning to becoming more and more solemn.

The strength of these two middle-stage Jindan is much stronger than that of ordinary Jindan!

"Waste!" Yin Siwen stared at the figures of Yan Qingyan and the others, gritted his teeth and said, "Glorious?"

"You go and help!" Yin Siwen said coldly.

The man in black robe was stunned, "But..." If I leave, can you hold on here?

This group of wonderful ball grasses is controlled by Jindan Zhenren!

"Stop talking nonsense and go!" Yin Siwen growled.

The man in black robe frowned. Even though this was the person he wanted to protect, how could a mere foundation-building cultivator be so rude to him?

Never mind. This young master’s temper has been spoiled by Old Yin. The most important thing now is to end the battle quickly and kill those two as soon as possible. Then the crisis will naturally be resolved.

boom--

Seeing another man in black robe joining the battlefield, Yan Qingyan immediately stimulated the vine seeds that were lurking around to germinate.

"Thousand Vine Binding!"

Several vines moved towards Yin Siwen who had lost his protection.

"What?!" The man in black robe turned back just after taking two steps and not far away.

"Who are you, fellow Taoist? Has my young master ever offended you two?"

Why are you specifically targeting Yin Siwen?

"What kind of person is your young master? Don't you know it yourself? Aren't there enough people who want him dead?" Yan Qingyan said coldly.

"You——" The man in black robe was furious, but couldn't say anything.

The result of having too many enemies is that you can't even guess which enemy is coming to you.

As the battle continued, the opponent's breath became weaker and weaker, and the wounds on his body gradually deepened.

Yan Qingyan found the right opportunity, put two fingers together in front of her chest, and cast a spell.

"Bind!"

boom--

"What?!"

Huge vines rose up from the ground, wrapping up the black-robed man in front of him and Yin Siwen behind him, and soared straight into the sky.

At the moment when Yan Qingyan once again bound the enemy, Ling Mochen accurately cast fire spells on the two men in black robes at the same time.

Bang! Bang!

"Ahhh! Damn it! What kind of magic is this?!"

The flames mixed with the power of the strange fire made a big hole in the protective shields of the two men. Before they could react, the huge vines pierced their bodies along the broken protective shields.

“Puff!” “Puff!”

Countless wonderful ball grasses swarmed over and finally found an opportunity to invade the bodies of the two black-robed men. From a distance, they looked like two newly made mummies.

"It's done!"

Yan Qingyan was overjoyed. It had taken too much time to deal with these two late Jindan cultivators, and 60% of the Miaomiao Ball Grass she raised had been consumed!

"The one guarding Yin Siwen doesn't seem as powerful as the other one." Yan Qingyan muttered.

She thought it would take more time to deal with the other one, but she didn't expect it to be a squishy one.

The huge vines slowly opened, revealing Yin Siwen, whose entire body was protected by special restrictions, and two men in black robes who were about to die.

As expected of him being the son of a Nascent Soul, he has so many treasures for self-defense, Yan Qingyan thought to herself.

"Be careful, he might have treasures that are far beyond his own realm." Ling Mochen said cautiously.

Yan Qingyan nodded. She still remembered the "rich" Huaduo who was covered with magic weapons in the Wuyuan Secret Realm. She had one treasure after another and was able to fight against third-level spiritual beasts in the foundation-building stage!

I don’t know how much that old monster Yin gave him.

Yan Qingyan decided to give it a try.

"Yin Siwen, I haven't seen you for many years. Why are you still building your foundation?" Yan Qingyan asked with sarcasm and mockery in her tone.

Yin Siwen looked at the two men viciously, his eyes bloodshot, as if he was severely provoked. He suppressed his anger and growled, "Who are you?"

He must kill them, he must!