Chapter 149
Reverse pursuit
Yan Qingyan felt very happy, very happy.
I felt so happy that I wanted to laugh out loud.
She actually laughed out loud, too.
“Hahahaha! I’m also a Nascent Soul Patriarch!”
"From now on, who in this Xuan Gan Continent dares to covet the treasures on me? Kill him!"
"Yin Bufan, your son has brought disaster upon himself. I bet that you, an old immortal who aided and abetted the tyrant, will also go to hell with your son!"
Every word Yan Qingyan opened her mouth was like a knife piercing into the scar on Yin Bufan's heart.
The word 'Yin Siwen' coming out of her mouth obviously brought great stimulation to Yin Bufan.
"Ahhh, this old man wants you to die! I want you to die!!!"
boom!
Another black dragon formed by black liquid appeared out of thin air, and the two dragons ran side by side and slammed down towards the two men.
"The Burning Sky Thousand Flame Bird!"
"Thousand Trees Dance!"
Yan Qingyan suddenly threw dozens of seeds around, quickly nurturing them into towering trees.
She frowned and looked at the surroundings. This endless desert with no grass growing on it was really not a good place for her to cast spells.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh——
Countless branches wrapped around Yin Bufan, but were knocked down one by one and chopped into pieces by the other party. Yan Qingyan used the same trick again and released all the Miaomiao ball grass in the space.
"That's the move! That's exactly the move! Ahhhh, I'm going to cut you into pieces!!!"
The appearance of Miaomiao Ball Grass really stimulated Yin Bufan. He knew that the cause of Yin Siwen's death was that he was invaded by this strange spiritual plant and died of parasitism!
"This is not the original Miaomiao ball grass, this is the evolved version of Miaomiao PLUS version of ball grass!" Yan Qingyan added the wood-type supernatural power that had been enhanced to the Miaomiao ball grass. The overwhelming white hair balls covered the sky above the sand, firmly blocking Yin Bufan's sight and consciousness.
Yin Bufan, who originally wanted to use his spiritual power unscrupulously, had to use a large amount of his spiritual power to maintain the protective spiritual armor on his body due to the characteristics of the Miaomiao Grass.
Damn it! If his robes hadn't been destroyed, why would the fight be so difficult? !
Ling Mochen flew to Yan Qingyan's side and said worriedly, "Qingyan, you have just advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, so you should recuperate first."
An unstable realm will not be beneficial to your future immortal path!
Yan Qingyan glared at him. "You're the one who needs to take care of yourself, right? Your skin is almost the same color as the clothes you're wearing!"
As soon as Yan Qingyan finished speaking, the blood that Ling Mochen had been holding back spurted out.
"Well?"
Ling Mochen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth awkwardly and looked away silently.
It's so annoying.
Yan Qingyan gave him a funny look. What's the point of holding on if you can't hold on?
However, she is not afraid of a mere old monster in the late Nascent Soul stage who is at the end of his rope as long as there is no suppression from a higher realm!
"Don't worry, I'm already an old man in the Nascent Soul stage!"
After Yan Qingyan finished speaking, she scattered dozens of seeds on the ground again.
"Eternal life, thousands of trees bloom at the same time!"
The majestic wood energy washed over the barren sandy land. Several unknown vines rose into the sky like towering giant trees, wrapping Yin Bufan layer by layer.
Phew!
The nearby branches suddenly grew sharp thorns, which pierced Yin Bufan's dark spiritual armor in unison, like a fruit wrapped by a hedgehog, about to burst out blood-red juice in the next second.
“Ahhhhhhhh how hateful! How hateful!”
Yin Bufan swallowed a Yuan-replenishing Pill suddenly. Although his spiritual power was restored a little, it was still not as good as the two "prodigal sons" who ate pills as candy beans.
He looked at the scene in front of him with hatred. He never expected that the two ants who had been chased by him not long ago and fled in a panic had cultivated to such a level in such a short period of time!
"If it weren't for the fact that the injuries I sustained in the secret realm had not yet healed..."
How could he, who was in the late Nascent Soul stage, be forced into such a situation by two little kids who had just entered the Nascent Soul stage?
"It's a shame. It seems I can't take revenge today. Once I recover from my wounds, I'll prepare everything..."
Yin Bufan's gaze, through the densely packed Miaomiao ball grass, was fixed on Yan Qingyan and Ling Mochen, as if he wanted to memorize the faces of these two people forever in his heart.
He said in a sinister voice: "I'll let you live a few more days!"
"Hey! Old man, I don't like what you're saying. What do you mean by letting us live a few more days?"
Yan Qingyan pointed at the thorns wrapped around his body, which became more tightly wrapped under Yan Qingyan's gesture.
"Do you think we will let you go safely now?!"
There was a strong murderous intent in Yan Qingyan's voice. This person cannot be kept!
She will not let the tiger go back to the mountains and give the enemy a chance to regroup!
boom!
"Go all out and kill him here!" Yan Qingyan said coldly.
Ling Mochen's eyes were determined, and the 'Burning Sky Thousand Flame Bird' in his hand was ready to go.
Seeing the two of them acting like this, Yin Bufan laughed angrily.
Even if he was seriously injured and his spiritual power was exhausted, he could not be killed by two little ghosts who had just entered the Nascent Soul stage.
“You don’t know your own limitations!”
boom!
Yin Bufan suddenly broke free from the restraints and used a burst of spiritual power, followed by a period of weakness.
He took out a teleportation talisman and input a trace of spiritual energy into it.
Buzz——
"Oh no! He is trying to escape!" Ling Mochen hurriedly cast a spell, but failed.
A flash of light passed by, and Yin Bufan disappeared.
Yan Qingyan took back the Miaomiao ball grass and dropped it steadily back to the ground.
The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, which looked particularly strange in this desert that had just experienced a fierce battle.
"Qingyan?" Ling Mochen walked to Yan Qingyan's side and asked puzzledly.
Yan Qingyan laughed softly and explained, "Mo Chen, I can also lock onto Yin Bufan's aura."
"Huh?" Ling Mochen was stunned and suddenly looked into Yan Qingyan's eyes.
"It seems that the secret method of the Yinhuang Clan is also flawed. Yin Bufan can lock my aura, and conversely, I can also lock his aura until one of us dies."
Yan Qingyan closed her eyes and carefully sensed the direction of Yin Bufan's energy. To the west...
Do you want to chase after him?
"Qingyan, do you want to take a rest?" Ling Mochen frowned. Instead of looking for Yin Bufan right now to eradicate him, he actually hoped that Qingyan could rest up and consolidate her unstable state after the promotion.
"Emmmm..."
Yan Qingyan touched her chin, feeling so conflicted!
Yin Bufan was at the end of his rope, but the conditions of her and Mo Chen were not very good either.
Forget it, she and Mo Chen are still young, and with so many immortal cultivation resources in the space, they will be able to kill him easily sooner or later.
Don't be anxious!
"Let's find a place to rest first."
After saying this, Ling Mochen chuckled and said, "Let's go here, the Dusk Rain Forest."
He opened the map and pointed to the jungle closest to the endless desert.
Yan Qingyan nodded, and before leaving, she glanced around with the corner of her eye and frowned.
When I was fighting with Yin Bufan just now, did other cultivators come?
Thinking of this, Yan Qingyan shook her head slightly.
Forget it, she is now a Nascent Soul cultivator. What big things could happen in the Xuan Gan Continent that could worry them?
As long as she is not the public enemy of the entire continent, she can do whatever she wants!
No more having to swallow hard-to-swallow disguise pills and ugly concealment masks!
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