Chapter 859 Ling Yan Runs Away in Panic

As soon as the soul-stirring Zhenyuan Bell came out, its terrifying pressure made Leng Yao, who had already climbed up from the ground, immediately feel that his soul seemed to be suppressed by extremely terrifying divine power. It seemed that the virtual god would be suppressed by this pressure at any time. Taken out of the body.

Leng Yao can be regarded as the ultimate genius among the cultivators in the late stage of spiritual transformation in the entire land of Lingxu. She has seen many secret treasures, but similar to the terrifying pressure emanating from the soul-destroying Zhen Yuan Bell, this is the first time she has encountered it. arrive.

Even, in her feeling, even the treasures in the hands of the four major sect masters did not have such terrible pressure.

The level of this treasure was beyond her knowledge. The treasures in the hands of the four major sect masters are only at the level of top-grade innate spiritual treasures, and the divine power they manifest is equivalent to a quasi-soul-suppressing mysterious weapon. The power of this soul-suppressing bell is even more powerful than the quasi-soul-suppressing mysterious weapon.

If Ling Yan's magic power hadn't been limited to the late stage of divine transformation, I'm afraid that the divine power of this treasure alone would have been able to suppress her and Wu Yan without him having to do anything.

Leng Yao did not dare to make any move, and looked at the soul-absorbing Zhenyuan Bell with great nervousness, guarding her mind tightly, as if she was afraid that the power of this treasure would take away the virtual god by accident.

Fortunately, Ling Yan sacrificed this treasure mainly for Wu Yan and did not take her to heart.

She looked at Wu Yan worriedly. What made her feel incredible was that Wu Yan was currently at the bottom of the Soul-stirring Zhenyuan Bell. He was standing there quietly in a very strange posture, as if nothing happened. .

Most of the terrifying cyan aura emitted by the Soul-Destroying Zhenyuan Bell was concentrated around Wu Yan. However, these terrifying auras were excluded by an invisible force and could not get closer than three feet to Wu Yan's body. scope.

"Charm me!"

Ling Yan pinched his fingers and pointed at the soul-stirring Zhenyuan Bell in the air. A dull and loud bang came from the small bell, and terrifying green vortexes spread out from the mouth of the small bell. A rippling cyan sound wave was formed, hitting Wu Yan below.

Wu Yan, who was in the center of the sound wave, still had his eyes slightly closed, as if he had completely forgotten everything around him. His left fist gently and slowly swings downward behind him, while the center of his right fist is upward, but is slowly being raised upward.

His current movements were very much like a slow fist swing.

boom!

The first circular cyan air wave had already hit the ground. The extremely tough fourth-level immortal iron was hit by this powerful air wave, and a terrifying circular tunnel suddenly appeared.

You must know that the fourth-level immortal iron, even if it has not been refined into a fourth-level immortal treasure, cannot leave any traces of ordinary power, but it was just hit by the energy wave of the soul-stirring Zhenyuan Bell. Such a terrible deformation occurred.

This shows how powerful the power of this sonic air wave is.

Wu Yan, who was standing on the ground, still swung his fists slowly, but with the power of the burst of air waves, his body floated upward slightly like a weightless leaf, and then again. Sa Ran fell back to the ground, and this air wave attack was so easily resolved by him.

"Fist intention? Boy, have you successfully understood the fist intention? How is this possible?"

Ling Yan, who saw this scene, suddenly showed a shocked expression.

The second way, the third way, the fourth way...

Dong dong dong...

Rapid and full of strange rhythmic collisions, one after another erupted in the center of the mountain top.

Waves of air shook and kept falling from the sky. Wu Yan was like a small boat floating on the angry sea. With the fluctuation of the air waves, he kept floating up and down, but he was not affected by the waves at all. the harm caused.

Ling Yan could no longer calm down at all.

You must know that this secret treasure of the soul-stirring Zhenyuan Bell was obtained by him from a monk who died in the cave of the volcanic crater valley. That monk was very famous in the fairy world at that time and was called the "Master of Soul Capture". He was the true disciple of Soul Chasing Valley, the largest sect in the earthly fairy world.

Back then, "Master Soul Captor" relied on this treasure to kill countless monks in the Void Refining Stage and the Fusion Stage. Being bound by the "soul-absorbing shock sound wave" of his soul-absorbing Zhenyuan Bell, even a monk in the integration stage will have his soul directly shaken out of the sea of ​​consciousness, and then dispersed by this power.

While Ling Yan was trapped, after obtaining this treasure, he relied on his super spiritual soul cultivation and spent hundreds of years to wash away the mark of spiritual consciousness left by the "Soul-Taking Master" on this treasure and refine it. It turned into a secret treasure of my own. I originally expected this treasure to be a hidden support for me, but I didn't expect that even Wu Yan's soul could not be shaken out even after using the treasure's full power in the first battle.

This treasure, in the hands of the "Soul-Taking Master", can exert its power to kill the monks in the integration stage. Although Ling Yan's strength at this moment is less than one-tenth of what he was in his heyday, he can't deal with a mere monk in the transformation stage. Not good.

But what happened in front of him was an indisputable fact. What kind of monster is this? Not only has he cultivated the Ji Xuan Po Void Jue to the peak of the eighth level, but he can also withstand the terrifying spiritual power of the Soul-Destroying Zhenyuan Bell.

A clear and shrill scream came from the edge of the mountain top.

But Leng Yao, who was originally standing on the edge of the mountain, was now lying on the ground. Her virtual spirit had been shaken out by the aftereffects of the "Soul-Sucking Shock Wave" and looked quite weak. She was holding a transparent ice sword in her hand, floating above her body, and seemed to want to escape but unable to.

Every time a shock wave hit, Leng Yao's virtual spirit screamed and became fainter.

If this continued, it would not take long before Leng Yao's virtual spirit would be completely shaken and wiped out without Ling Yan's help.

"Break!"

At this moment, a dull and suppressed roar suddenly came from Wu Yan's mouth, who was at the center of the "Soul-Sucking Shock Wave". His arms, which had been swinging slowly, suddenly trembled, and then swung one after the other as fast as lightning.

Puff! Puff!

Two terrible muffled sounds burst out in the air.

The green "soul-capturing shock waves" that were about to fall again were suddenly hit by two giant fists of different colors, one black and one white, and immediately disintegrated.

Ling Yan's true energy that kept hitting the small bell was also disintegrated and disappeared by the bombardment of the two different giant fists, and could not hit the bell body of the small bell again.

After a loud bang, the small bell lost its mana support and fell to the ground.

Puff...

Ling Yan spit out a large mouthful of blood, with a look of horror on his face, and fell to the ground with a listless look, muttering to himself: "This, how is this possible? The power of the fist of hitting the cow across the mountain, even if you understand the meaning of the fist, it is absolutely impossible to burst out such a great power!"

"Die!"

Wu Yan slowly punched again, and the fist pointed in the direction of Ling Yan.

The seriously injured Ling Yan, seeing Wu Yan's slow fist coming towards him, screamed, and without thinking, the virtual spirit and the black bones escaped from the body, and turned directly into a black light, wrapped up the Soul-Chasing Zhenyuan Bell and the imitation of the colorful pagoda on the ground, and rushed straight towards Leng Yao's weak virtual spirit.

Bang!

The half-human, half-demon bloodline body left by Ling Yan was hit by a black fist wind, and turned directly into a blood mist and disappeared.

"Want to escape?"

Wu Yan's mouth slightly pulled out a terrible smile, and he punched again slowly, but the fist pointed in the direction of Ling Yan's virtual spirit to escape.

Ling Yan, who originally wanted to hold Leng Yao hostage and temporarily take over her body, how dare he continue to escape to Leng Yao? He turned directly into a black light and dodged in another direction.

The fist wind lost its target, but did not continue to move forward. Instead, it seemed to have intelligence and turned around to chase the direction where Ling Yan's black dry bones fled.

With this chance to catch her breath, Leng Yao's virtual spirit recovered and returned to her physical body. She stood up swayingly, gasping for breath, and her face showed a look of relief after surviving the disaster.

"Stop! Stop! Wu Yan, Fellow Daoist Wu, let's talk it over, let's talk it over!" Ling Yan was frightened by Wu Yan's fist wind at this time. While controlling the dry bones with his virtual spirit, he dodged the fist wind that was chasing him on the edge of the cliffs around him, and begged Wu Yan for mercy.

"What can I say to you? Ling Yan, today it's either you or me!"

Wu Yan did not give Ling Yan any chance to breathe. He swung his hands slowly, controlling the extremely mysterious force field with his fist intention, so that the fist wind always maintained the strongest power, chasing Ling Yan all the time, with the intention of killing him with one punch.

"Wu Yan! I am the son of the current head of Taixu Sect. If you really kill me, it will not do you any good!" Ling Yan threatened angrily while running away.

"Humph, if I kill you here, no one will know about it. Why should I be afraid of being held accountable by Taixu Sect?"

Wu Yan curled his lips in disdain and continued to chase Ling Yan.

"Ridiculous! Ridiculous! Wu Yan, do you really think you can kill me? I have already mastered the 'Immortal Demonic Bone Body' of the 'Soul Chasing Valley'. Even if I cannot defeat you, I am not afraid of the spatial wind blades here and can leave at any time!"

"The Immortal Demonic Bone Body of the Soul Chasing Valley, are you kidding me? Humph, no one would believe you!"

"Wu Yan, do you really want to fight me to the death before you stop? If you don't cooperate with me today, you will never get out of this fragment of the Five Elements Heavenly Lord's cave! My senior brother Yang Shan is the mayor of Lingxu City. With such a big thing happening in the forbidden area this time, he must have been waiting outside the forbidden area. As long as I go out and tell him what happened here, there will be no place for you in the entire Lingxu land! If you really force me to flee from here and return to the fairy world in the future, I swear that there will be no place for you in the entire fairy world!" Ling Yan was chased and ran away, feeling depressed and angry, and continued to threaten and lure Wu Yan with various words.

"If you cooperate with me and take the treasures here, I can directly recommend you to join our Taixu Sect in the future, and let you become a true disciple of Taixu Sect, and practice in the best fairy mountain and blessed land in the fairy world."

"You want to coerce and bribe Wu, but Wu will not fall for it. You can escape alive before you talk big!" Wu Yan continued to lock Ling Yan with his fist and chased him.

In fact, Wu Yan was also a little depressed at this time. Although he successfully comprehended the Jixuan fist, and could accurately lock Ling Yan's bone body with his fist, this fist power seemed to be not good in speed, and he could not catch up with Ling Yan's constantly fleeing bone body.