Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Fayan found that as time went by, the evil spirit in the formation became more and more dense, and the power of the formation became stronger and stronger.

If he kept defending blindly, he would be exhausted and die sooner or later.

As Fayan's mind moved, the two-faced Buddha suddenly appeared.

This two-faced Buddha was not made by him, but was found in an ancient relic.

The two-faced Buddha has many wonderful uses.

Before, he was able to avoid Gou Jun's pursuit because he used the two-faced Buddha to hide his breath.

However, the two-faced Buddha is extremely evil. Every time it is used, it must be watered with blood and essence to activate it.

The blood and essence required each time is about 30% of his blood and essence.

If it is at its peak, it is not a problem to lose 30% of the blood and essence. He can just try to replenish it slowly afterwards.

However, he is currently seriously injured. In addition, the blood and essence lost in the last use of the two-faced Buddha has not yet recovered.

The blood and essence in his body is less than 40% of its peak. If he uses the Two-Faced Buddha again, the blood and essence in his body will be reduced to less than 10%.

This level of blood and essence loss is extremely dangerous. If it cannot be replenished in time, it may cause the body to be unstable and endanger his life.

However, he has no choice but to take the risk of using the Two-Faced Buddha.

Fa Yan reversed his blood and essence, opened his mouth and sprayed out a mouthful of blood and essence, dyeing the Two-Faced Buddha into a deep red color.

A pale light emanated from the Buddha statue, illuminating the Baoling Pavilion, which had long been turned into rubble, with a pale white.

Under the illumination of this white light, the ubiquitous corpse evil spirit in the formation began to melt and dissipate like frost directly exposed to the scorching sun.

The power of the formation was sharply reduced.

As the corpse evil spirit became less and less, the pale light was directly reflected on the black barrier.

At first, the barrier seemed to be able to barely resist the erosion of this light. But as time went on, the barrier began to show fine cracks, and then suddenly collapsed.

Fa Yan's face lit up with joy, and he hurriedly urged the dragon stick to stab at Song Wen in the sky.

He followed the stick like a shadow.

Because the formation was broken, Song Wen, who was attacked by the backlash and had a surging blood and qi, looked at the fierce dragon stick, while trying to calm the blood and qi in his body, and hurriedly dodged.

The dragon stick was dodged by Song Wen, but Fa Yan's face was not disappointed.

His stick was originally a fake move.

It seemed to be attacking Song Wen, but in fact it was only to scare Song Wen away so that he could escape smoothly.

When the "Black Evil Dark Prison Formation" was broken, the "Hidden Void Spirit Formation" was broken by the residual power of the battle, and Fa Yan flew into the sky without any hindrance.

Song Wen did not immediately stop him, but chased Fa Yan.

It is worth mentioning that due to the existence of the "Hidden Void Spirit Formation", outsiders only knew that a big battle had taken place in Baoling Pavilion, but outsiders did not know who the two sides of the battle were.

They just thought that someone was fighting for the Blood Bodhi.

......

Fayan found that he couldn't get rid of the person behind him.

Although he was faster than the other party, the other party practiced the "Blood Escape Technique" of the Corpse Demon Sect.

Whenever the distance between the two sides was more than 300 miles, the other party would use the "Blood Escape Technique" and chase him not far behind.

The two of them had escaped for nearly 10,000 miles. The other party had used the "Blood Escape Technique" twice in a row, but there was no excessive consumption of blood and essence.

Moreover, judging from the breath emitted by the other party, it was obviously only the cultivation level of the early stage of the Nascent Soul. But the other party seemed to be able to sense everything within a range of 300 miles.

Within this range, no matter how he hid his body, he could not escape the other party's perception.

This was simply unreasonable!

A mere cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul had the same range of perception as a cultivator in the late stage of the Nascent Soul. Fayan was puzzled.

Fayan was anxious.

If he continued like this, sooner or later he would be too exhausted due to excessive consumption of blood and essence, causing his body to become weak and he would be defeated by the other party.

"Who are you, and why do you want to oppose me?" Fayan said.

Fayan was in doubt, and Song Wen was also curious.

The two-faced Buddha in Fayan's hand was really weird.

During the chase, Song Wen had activated the Blood Sea Seal several times, either transforming into blood-colored tentacles or blood mountains to attack Fayan.

But as long as it got close to the white light emitted by the two-faced Buddha, the power and speed of the Blood Sea Seal would be greatly reduced, and Fayan would easily block or avoid it.

"Maybe I can try the thunder method?" Song Wen thought to himself.

Song Wen's mind moved, and he summoned the short spear of the top-grade magic weapon level.

This short spear was used to fight the enemy for the first time after it was refined.

With the injection of Song Wen's magic power, the lightning on the short spear shone, and the lightning that burst out from time to time was like a crazy snake dancing wildly, piercing the dark night sky.

"Die!"

As Song Wen uttered a word, the short spear rushed like thunder and went straight behind Fa Yan.

When he saw the short spear emitting dazzling lightning, Fa Yan became even more anxious.

The white light emitted by the two-faced Buddha has a restraining effect on all things, but the restraint on thunder magic is the weakest and can be almost ignored.

On the contrary, the magnificent power contained in thunder magic will disperse the white light emitted by the two-faced Buddha.

Seeing that the short spear was about to get close, Fa Yan hurriedly shouted.

"Sir, you and I have never met before, and we have no grudges. Why do you force me to die?"

At this time, he still didn't know Song Wen's identity.

It's not that he didn't suspect that Song Wen was the leader of Shura Sect, 'Yin Shuo'.

After all, the Wuyuan Market is controlled by the Shura Cult. Only the Shura Cult leader can spread rumors about the Blood Bodhi in the market and set up an ambush in the Baoling Pavilion.

But as everyone knows, 'Yin Shuo' practices the corpse art. Whether it is the blood magic weapon that can transform and change before attacking him, or the thunder magic at this moment, it is obviously completely different from 'Yin Shuo's' means.

"It's useless to say more. Master Fayan, die!"

With Song Wen's light sigh, the short spear pierced into the range of the white light.

Suddenly, the short spear seemed to enter a space with greater resistance, and its speed showed a clear downward trend.

But the lightning that kept bursting out from it, like a sharp blade, pierced into the white light, breaking the white light near the short spear into pieces.

The short spear was as powerful as a bamboo, tearing a straight passage in the white light.

Fa Yan raised his hand and pointed, the dragon stick flew out and hit the short spear directly.

The two collided, making a deafening roar.

The short spear was knocked away.

Seeing this, Song Wen quickly pinched the magic formula with both hands.

In an instant, the sky was full of wind and clouds.

In the blink of an eye, the sky was covered with dark clouds.

Countless lightning gathered in the dark clouds and turned into a purple lightning.

The lightning was like a giant sword, piercing the dark night sky and striking Fa Yan.

The power contained in the nine great thunder secrets was greater than that of ordinary thunder, and it easily tore the white light emitted by the two-faced Buddha.

"Purple Palace Divine Thunder!"

Fa Yan's eyes were filled with horror.

Under his urging, the dragon stick soared into the sky and met the falling purple lightning.