Chapter 156

The Yinhuang Clan's Backhand

"Oh no, he's trying to escape!"

Suddenly, Liuhuo's voice came into Ling Mochen's sea of ​​consciousness.

Without waiting for Ling Mochen to ask the reason, the peculiarly shaped Nascent Soul in front of him suddenly used his thumb-sized palm to quickly make a complicated gesture.

boom--

A thick, inky mist rose from his body, mixed with two extremely fine blood-colored threads. It disappeared into thin air in front of the stunned eyes of Ling Mochen and Yan Qingyan, and its whereabouts were unknown.

“Where are the people?!”

Yan Qingyan quickly closed her eyes and sensed carefully, only to find that the Qi that she had locked onto before suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

It was exactly like how she entered the space to avoid being locked by the Qi.

At this time, Liuhuo's explanation finally reached the ears of the two.

"This is the secret method of the Yinhuang clan's bloodline. It is said that there is a special blood pool in the clan's territory on the Tianxuan Continent. Those who are at the Nascent Soul stage or above, if they are in danger of having their bodies destroyed, can use this secret method to quickly teleport back to their own blood pool to save their lives."

Liuhuo's eyes flashed with disdain, and he said contemptuously: "You don't have to worry. A cultivator who uses this method to save his life is no different from a useless person. Not only will it damage the foundation of the immortal path, but even if the Nascent Soul is resurrected, it can only maintain the previous Nascent Soul realm in this life, and will never be able to advance in this life."

This blood pool was established to preserve the bloodline of the Yinhuang clan. According to its previous owner, the disabled cultivators of the Yinhuang clan are just tools to continue the bloodline.

Yan Qingyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when she heard Liuhuo say this.

His cultivation has stagnated at the Nascent Soul stage, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

only……

"We will go to Tianxuan Continent sooner or later. I don't know how high our cultivation level will be by then. It will only be a matter of time before we wipe out Yin Bufan's Nascent Soul." A cold light flashed in Yan Qingyan's eyes.

The grudge has been completely formed, even if the other party is on the verge of death, she will not let go of any hidden danger.

Ling Mochen frowned slightly. Yin Bufan actually returned to Tianxuan Continent. Wouldn't the Yinhuang Sect, the main sect, also know their secret?

Will Yin Bufan reveal those rare treasures like the Spirit Cleansing Herb to his own sect?

Ling Mochen felt a headache just thinking about it.

Yan Qingyan turned around and saw Ling Mochen with a serious look on his face. She patted his shoulder with a smile and said, "Don't worry, there is an endless sea between Tianxuan Continent and our Xuangan Continent. We haven't found any remote teleportation arrays that are still in operation here.

And no one knows what the situation is like in Tianxuan Continent. Maybe the Yinhuang Sect has already been destroyed by the cultivators who are dissatisfied with it, just like the Yinhuang Sect here was destroyed by the Lord of Snow City. ”

Ling Mochen nodded when he heard that. Yan Qingyan was always optimistic, unlike him, who always liked to prepare for the worst.

Buzz——

Yan Qingyan took back the spiritual wood that was spread all around, and the two of them floated in the air, with the flying swords under their feet making slight sword sounds.

Didi——

At this time, Bai Xiaosheng's message came through the communication jade talisman.

[Are you in the Dark Marsh?] Haha~ it made quite a big noise. 】

In one sentence, Yan Qingyan understood what he meant, that a Nascent Soul ancestor was coming.

In other words, which few, or even dozens of them!

"What a surprise! Qianji Pavilion actually recognizes us as VIPs!" Yan Qingyan was very surprised to receive the message from Bai Xiaosheng.

If we say that at that time in Huayan City, Qianji Pavilion had many restrictions and concerns about them who were carrying treasures due to the auction competition with Tiangan Merchant Alliance, now that they have experienced so many changes, how come their attitude is still the same as before?

Yan Qingyan had no idea that there was a "charlatan" in Qianji Pavilion, and all decisions were made according to him.

According to the charlatan codenamed "Tian Suanzi", if they could help Yan Qingyan and the others at this time, they would definitely get what they wanted, but if they were hostile, not only would they get nothing, but Qianji Pavilion would also suffer huge losses.

Regardless of whether others believed this or not, Bai Xiaosheng believed it, and the Yuanying ancestor of Qianji Pavilion also believed it.

Yan Qingyan said with emotion: "No matter what, if Qianji Pavilion really wants to help me, I will definitely give them a bottle of Xiling Pill to try in the future."

Whoosh——

It's windy.

There were only a few dead trees in the dark swamp, and the cold and chilly atmosphere made both of them feel a little uncomfortable.

Yan Qingyan glanced around and whispered, "Let's leave here first and go to Wanjiang City!"

Without having time to think too much, she had already vaguely sensed through the thousands of plants and trees that a Nascent Soul cultivator of the same realm was rushing towards this side.

The two men changed direction and suddenly left the place.

......

Not long after, two monks wearing green robes and pure white masks came here.

"It's right here. The aftermath of the fight lingers for a long time. They haven't gone far yet!"

"Chase!"

The two men turned their eyes towards the direction of Wanjiang City and chased after it on the wind.

After a while, three more people came here.

"The bloodstains of Yin Bufan, could it be that he has fallen?"

"The Nascent Soul escaped. I wonder if those two men killed Yin Bufan's Nascent Soul?"

"Don't worry about Yin Bufan, the Nine Revolutions Soul-Nourishing Pill is the most important thing, chase him!"

"Chase!"

Afterwards, wave after wave of monks came to this place.

They are all well-informed people. With such a commotion, how could they not come?

"Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen, huh? They are two lucky youngsters."

"Haha~ I wonder if this good luck is about to run out."

"Let's go and have a look. The excitement of Xuan Gan Continent these years has belonged to the younger generation. It has been a long time since we old guys have had a chance to show up."

"They seem to have gone to Wanjiang City?"

"Xue Qianji? It's a wise move. I wonder if City Lord Xue can still protect all the Yuanying old monsters in the entire Xuan Gan Continent this time."

“…”

The spiritual consciousness of a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage is vast, and several people who are far away from each other have already talked a lot at the moment their spiritual consciousnesses exchanged.

On the other side, Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen were flying at full speed. They had only one destination, which was Wanjiang City.

“I don’t know if Xue Qianji can do it. Although he has reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage, wasn’t he beaten by the ancestor of the Yinhuang Sect and his entire clan had to relocate, and they didn’t dare to show up for a long time?” Yan Qingyan was deeply suspicious that the favors she had gotten before would be wasted.

"It is said that Xue Qianji put herself in danger because of a broken heaven-grade magic weapon. It is completely different from today." Ling Mochen said.

"No matter what, let him return the favor this time."

Yan Qingyan suddenly remembered the situation that Yan Le'er had described to her. Qingyang City was now extremely crowded. Not only was Le'er's cousin's shop surrounded by countless Jindan Zhenren, but even Mo Chen's Ling family was razed to the ground by the huge number of cultivators.

I wonder if Lord Snow City can save Qingyang City?

If he can protect Wanjiang City, it shouldn't be difficult for him to protect Qingyang City as well, right?

Whoosh——

A fierce gust of wind blew past Yan Qingyan's ears, making the loose hair on her forehead dance.

They passed by a forest full of wood spirit energy. Since her advancement to the Nascent Soul stage, Yan Qingyan's perception range had become even larger.

Someone is chasing them, a lot of them!

The early stage of Nascent Soul, the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and the late stage of Nascent Soul!

At this moment, Yan Qingyan thought of the countless secret places and endless mountains outside Wanjiang City, and suddenly a crazy idea flashed through her mind.