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Ye Chunyang's face darkened, and he turned around to see a masked man in black, his whole body shrouded in rolling black fog, holding the shuttle-shaped magic weapon in his hand, staring at him with cold and bloodthirsty eyes.

"Is it discovered?"

Ye Chunyang was in a dignified state. Since he started practicing Taoism, this was the first time that he was discovered after covering his breath with the Origin Heavenly Scripture. This man's magic was probably beyond his expectations.

"I admire your magic to conceal your breath. I almost didn't notice your tracking." The man in black had a hoarse and harsh voice, obviously disguised, "Unfortunately, no matter what, you followed me here, you have come to the gates of hell, and you can't think of going back alive tonight."

Ye Chunyang took a deep breath. Since he had been discovered, there was nothing to say.

With a flick of his spiritual sense, the Tianluo Yanyue Blade was sacrificed, and the cold air tore through the night sky.

At this time, he found that on the waist of the man in black, a token was shining with black light. Under the spread of his breath, the Tianluo Yanyue Blade could not help but fluctuate.

"What is this? It can make my magic weapon unstable?"

Ye Chunyang was slightly surprised, but then he saw the man in black laughing, "It seems that you also feel it. This treasure can sense the fluctuation of magic weapons. As long as there are immortal cultivators carrying magic weapons nearby, I can detect it. I can find your tracking, and it is all thanks to this thing."

The man in black did not hide it, because in his eyes, Ye Chunyang was already a dead man at this moment, and he would not have the opportunity to tell any big secrets.

"You use this thing to sense the casual cultivators in the mortal world and arrest them, right?"

Ye Chunyang sneered. Although the man in black did not reveal anything, this few words were enough for him to guess the answer.

Sure enough, the man in black heard this and his pupils shrank slightly.

"Tell me, which sect of the Demon Sect are you from? What is your purpose in arresting cultivators from all walks of life?" Ye Chunyang said coldly.

The Demon Sect is entrenched in the Purgatory Demon Sea, and is no weaker than the seven major sects of the Orthodox Church. However, since the ancient war between good and evil, the Demon Sect began to split and became the four major factions of the Wuji Demon Sect, the Blood Shadow Demon Sect, the Yinsha Valley, and the Tongtian Demon Sect. Each faction has set up many branches.

When Ye Chunyang first entered the world of immortal cultivation, the Golden Wheel Ghost King he met was a helmsman of the Wuji Demon Sect. However, this person's cultivation was still in the Qi Refining Stage, and he obviously did not have the ability of the Golden Wheel Ghost King.

Ye Chunyang was devoted to cultivation only for immortality, and had no intention of paying attention to the conflict between good and evil. However, if the nest is overturned, there will be no eggs intact. If the two paths of good and evil are in turmoil again, the entire world of immortal cultivation will not be peaceful. He needs to seize the opportunity before he can customize a policy that is beneficial to him.

"Want to know? Go to the underworld and ask it yourself!"

Facing Ye Chunyang's questioning, the man in black laughed fiercely, and the black light of the shuttle-shaped magic weapon in his hand increased greatly, sweeping within a hundred meters with a disgusting fishy smell.

Judging from its fluctuations, this shuttle-shaped magic weapon is actually a medium-level magic weapon.

Ye Chunyang didn't want to say any more nonsense. The Tianluo Yanyue Blade rolled up in the void, and eight cold lights quickly greeted it.

At this moment, Ye Chunyang was already at full power. Seeing that his originally mediocre cultivation had suddenly soared to the eighth level of Qi Refining, the man in black was quite surprised.

Moreover, after Ye Chunyang's cultivation had greatly increased, he was able to exert the power of the medium-level magic weapon to the extreme. With a roll, the layers of black light actually made a sound of cloth tearing, and the shuttle-shaped magic weapon in it was also stirred dim.

"I actually underestimated you!"

Suffering a loss, the black-clothed man's face was filled with anger, but he didn't seem to panic. He made a seal with his hands, and an astonishing black mist spread over his body. The thick and indissoluble fishy smell seemed to swallow people in it.

When he urged the black mist, the surrounding trees seemed to be transformed into spirits by demons, making rustling sounds, and countless branches rolled like vines.

"Wood attribute magic!"

Ye Chunyang did not dare to underestimate the enemy, and the Qi shield technique condensed into defense, and the Tianluo Yanyue Blade surrounded his body.

However, the black mist on the black-clothed man's body gathered more and more, and the branches and vines controlled by him continued to attack. Even if he had deep spiritual power, he was exhausted and trapped inside. The situation was extremely dangerous.

"Hehehe... I see that your cultivation is not bad. It would be a pity if you died. I will simply refine you into a puppet for me to drive!"

Seeing Ye Chunyang trapped, the black-clothed man raised his finger and carved something on the token on his waist. Suddenly, the token changed from the size of a palm to hundreds of feet wide. The runes on it flashed, and it pressed down in the air like a mirror, and the spiritual power around was encircled in it.

Under the double attack, Ye Chunyang was bound and could not exert his spiritual power. Moreover, under the illumination of the token rune, he had a splitting headache. A sea of ​​blood and corpses appeared in front of him. He could not control himself and felt that his soul was imprisoned by the sea of ​​blood.

This illusion made Ye Chunyang feel chilly in his heart. He hurriedly used the skills to keep his mind, and then bit his tongue to stimulate himself to wake up with pain.

The black-clothed man's expression changed drastically. This order was granted by a great man in the sect. It had the power to imprison people's hearts. No one could resist it. It was his treasure that captured monks and was invincible. At this moment, it had no effect on Ye Chunyang, which shocked him greatly.

"No matter how difficult you are to deal with, you still can't escape from my palm tonight!"

The black-clothed man shouted coldly, and his hands quickly pinched the seal. The black mist on his body became thicker, and the rune on the token suddenly increased.

At this time, a rosy glow appeared from the circle of branches and runes, and an ancient flag about ten feet in size rose up from it, making a sound like a dragon's roar. Then black lines appeared on the flag, shooting out like a spirit snake.

In just one turn, all the runes on the token were forced backwards and returned to the size of a palm.

"What kind of magic circle is this?!"

The man in black was horrified and hurriedly wanted the token back, but suddenly he felt a chill creeping up his neck.

Ye Chunyang's figure soared into the air, and while waving the ancient dragon prison flag, the Tianluo Yanyue Blade whizzed in like a strong wind.

Seeing this, the man in black immediately retreated, but he found that under the confinement of the ancient flag, the token lost contact.

At the moment, the man in black ignored the danger and quickly drove his fusiform magic weapon into the magic circle to take back the token.

"The magic weapon is good, just let me take charge of it for you!"

Seeing that the man in black was so desperate to retrieve the token, Ye Chunyang's mind moved and he took the first step to capture it and quickly retreated.

"What!"

The man in black was shocked. This order was not only a magic weapon, but also related to his life. Once lost, he would not just be punished. He immediately retreated and manipulated the vines to go around Ye Chunyang in order to attack again.

But how could Ye Chunyang give him a chance? The ancient flag waved again, and the black lines of the prison dragon formation swelled, and the vines were all trapped in the formation before they even got close.

At the same time, he released a ray of his mind and struck out with lightning, Tianluo Yanyue Blade, directly attacking the opponent's vital points.

The man in black was so frightened that he felt like he was dead. Seeing the Dragon Prison Formation and the Tianluo Yanyue Blade attacking each other, there was strong unwillingness in his eyes. He was also at the eighth level of Qi Refining, but the strength displayed by Ye Chunyang was far better than him. At this moment, the situation is reversed, even if I don't give up my life, I have to explain it here.

"This person is extremely powerful, and his magic weapon is even more weird. I am afraid that I cannot fight against him with my own strength..."

With his life hanging by a thread, the man in black's eyes flashed violently, and his figure turned into blood mist, exploded, and quickly disappeared into the night sky.

"Where to go!"

Knowing that this person was going to run away, Ye Chunyang didn't have time to think too much, and activated Lingyin Cloak to quickly pursue him. The Qingxu Treasure Seal also suppressed him in the air at the same time. Under the numerous magic weapons, screams suddenly came from the night sky, and little drops of blood rained down.

"Boy! I'll keep this grudge for tonight for now, but I will cut you into pieces in the future!"

The magic of the body in black was unexpectedly fast. Even though it was hit hard by the magic weapon, it still turned into a point of light and escaped, and soon lost its trace.

Ye Chunyang felt a little regretful. He wanted to get some useful clues from this person, but judging from the speed of his escape, he was afraid that it would be difficult to catch up.

After holding the token in his hand, he recalled that he had almost been controlled by him before, and he was still frightened. If he hadn't been strong in spiritual power, he might have been captured by him and become the opponent's puppet.

Although he couldn't see the significance of this token, since it was the magic weapon that the man relied on to capture the monks, he would definitely not give up. Ye Chunyang decided to accept it temporarily, maybe it could become a key item in the future.

The demonic way must have a conspiracy to arrest the monks. He didn't want to interfere with this matter, but no matter what, he had to nip it in the bud to avoid being passive.

After thinking for a while, he immediately set off and fled.

Since the devil has sneaked into the daughter's kingdom, there must be more than one person in black around here. Otherwise, his identity will be exposed, so it is better for him to leave early.

Soon, the ruined temple returned to calm, but shortly after Ye Chunyang left, there was another black light flying in the sky, turning into two figures and landing.

"Damn! He actually let him run away!"

A gloomy voice came out, and the speaker was a man in black.

Looking at this person's clothes, she is clearly the person who fought with Ye Chunyang here before. However, she is not wearing a mask at this time, but reveals a wrinkled pale face, and her arms are bleeding, and there is no trace of blood on her face. The blood was red, as if the injury was serious.

If Ye Chunyang saw his appearance, he would be quite surprised, because this person was actually the old woman "Manager Qu" whom he had met in Prince Xuan's Mansion before.

"The Red Blood Order is related to the master's plan. I lent it to you so that you can capture the monks with fire spirit roots. Now that it is in the hands of others, you and I will end up in a terrible situation! If I didn't see that you are still useful, I would kill you with one blow now. about you!"

Next to General Manager Qu, a young man in his early twenties was wearing blood-stained clothes with a cold expression. However, under his scolding, General Manager Qu looked fearful and did not dare to say anything. He even trembled when he mentioned the sect leader.

"Uncle Li, please calm down. This person has strange skills. Although he is at the same level, his spiritual power is several times stronger than mine. Please help me, uncle, to find this person and take back the Red Blood Order!"

Manager Qu was trembling with fear on her face. If anyone heard her addressing the man, their jaws would drop in shock.

In the world of immortal cultivation, seniority is judged by cultivation, so she can be called "Uncle Master". This man is obviously a genuine foundation-building monk.

"Hmph! Now the Seventh Party has noticed this. On the surface, they have sent disciples from the Qi Refining Stage to investigate. In fact, there are foundation-building monks hidden behind them. If I show up, I will definitely attract them and affect the sect master's plan. However, the Red Blood Order has my sect. Lingji, as long as you follow this note, you will definitely find this person! If you dare to go against my Blood Shadow Demon Sect, you will only die!"

The man in blood-clothed clothes formed a seal with his hands, and a circle of black mist spread out from his body, rolling along a direction in the city.

"Prince Xuan's Mansion?"

Looking at the direction pointed by the black mist, the man in blood frowned.