Xiuxian: I have an equipment bar

As soon as these words came out.

All the disciples of Corpse Ghost Skeleton Mountain changed their faces.

Especially Yang Lianqing and Ma Ze.

"Zhang Yan."

"How could he be so stupid?"

Ma Ze cursed in his heart.

He wanted to repay Zhang Yan's life-saving grace in Yinquan Small World.

That's why he pleaded for Zhang Yan.

But he was not in the Dharma Realm after all, and did not have much say.

He gave Zhang Yan a way out, but he did not take it down.

Ma Ze could not save Zhang Yan now.

"Daoyou Zhang is too arrogant."

"Senior Brother Sun is not a good person to talk to!"

Yang Lianqing was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.

Corpse Ghost Skeleton Mountain.

There were ten disciples in the early stage of the Dharma Realm, and Zhang Yan was only a middle-stage Yuanying, with at most one Lin Qingyue.

How could he be the opponent of Corpse Ghost Skeleton Mountain?

"Good!"

"What a great young master!"

"You have guts, but unfortunately, guts require strength!"

"Since you don't leave, then stay here forever!"

Senior Brother Sun's face turned pale and he released his Dharma image.

The Dharma image, which was 26 feet long, exuded a gloomy ghostly aura, standing on the bottom of the sea, overlooking Zhang Yan from a high position.

Buzz!

The other nine Dharma images also released their Dharma images, and the powerful power of the Dharma images set off a shocking wave on the bottom of the sea.

The pressure of the ten Dharma images almost condensed into substance, and they suppressed Zhang Yan and the others at the same time.

Even the dust around them was blown away.

"Senior Brother Sun..."

Seeing this, Yang Lianqing wanted to persuade him.

But immediately, he was pressed back by his fellow Dharma image senior brother.

"Here."

"You have no right to speak."

The Dharma image scolded, and Yang Lianqing's mouth was sealed by the power of the Dharma image, and he couldn't even make a sound.

"Young Master of the Divine Weapon Pavilion?"

"Today, I will use your blood and Nine-turn Yuanying to feed my ghost heart!"

That Senior Brother Sun grinned.

The right hand of the Dharma Image suddenly placed on the chest of the Dharma Image.

Then he grasped it and actually grabbed a bloody, still beating dark red heart.

As soon as the heart appeared, an invisible force locked onto Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan felt that his heart was like being clamped by someone!

"The means of the Corpse Ghost Skeleton Mountain."

"Sure enough."

Zhang Yan narrowed his eyes and whispered.

"Come here!"

The cultivator surnamed Sun held the heart and pulled it hard.

Zhang Yan's body seemed to have become a puppet, and was immediately pulled towards the disciples of the Corpse Ghost Skeleton Mountain.

"Junior Brother!"

Lin Qingyue's face changed slightly.

Zhang Yan has a combat power comparable to the middle stage of the Dharma Image Realm.

But after all, it is only the middle stage of the Yuanying Realm.

Perhaps facing this strange method, Zhang Yan is not as good as the average Dharma Realm.

Thinking in his heart, Lin Qingyue also used the Dharma Realm.

The 28-zhang tall Dharma Realm, standing upright, stretched out a hand, trying to pull Zhang Yan back.

"Are you scared now?"

"Too late!"

The monk surnamed Sun sneered.

Boom!

Behind him, nine Dharma Realm masters attacked at the same time.

Various ghosts emerged and suppressed Lin Qingyue at the same time.

Lin Qingyue's strength was close to the middle stage of the Dharma Realm, but he could not fight nine alone. Suddenly, even the aura on his body was pressed back into the Dharma Realm.

"Boy!"

"Remember this in the next life!"

"If you are arrogant, you must have the capital to be arrogant!"

The monk surnamed Sun sneered, and was about to crush the heart in his hand and completely kill Zhang Yan.

"Really?"

At the critical moment, a strong Guishui force burst out!

Boom!

A terrifying vortex formed hundreds of meters below the sea, and in the center was Zhang Yan.

At some point, a dark golden long sword appeared in Zhang Yan's hand.

On the sword body, there was a restrained spiritual charm.

The surrounding seawater surrendered to him, erasing all the power of the Dharma.

Zhang Yan and Lin Qingyue were unharmed.

"You..."

"A fifth-level Dharma sword!"

Senior Brother Sun's face changed drastically, and he dispersed the heart in his hand, staring at Zhang Yan and the Xuanwu Guishui sword in his hand in disbelief.

As soon as this sword came out, Zhang Yan seemed to have changed into a different person.

The power of Guishui was added to his body.

The aura emanating from Zhang Yan's body instantly soared from the middle stage of the Nascent Soul to the early stage of the Dharma!

But, it crossed a real natural chasm!

Even Zhang Yan alone could resist the pressure of ten Dharmas in the early stage of the Dharma on the Corpse Ghost Skull Mountain.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang."

"You actually have the combat power of the early stage of the Dharma Realm?"

Yang Lianqing stood in the crowd, his eyes wide open.

Once upon a time.

His strength was not much different from Zhang Yan.

But now, Zhang Yan is already comparable to the early stage of the Dharma Realm, while he is only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

"No wonder he refused to leave."

"It turns out that you have the strength that can rival the Dharma Realm."

Ma Ze was also amazed.

But he still shook his head.

No matter how powerful Zhang Yan is, he is just one person.

With Lin Qingyue, it is useless.

"Playing tricks!"

The monk surnamed Sun sneered.

The Dharma Realm's hand hooked in the void, and a blood-red human-shaped rune slowly appeared.

And this rune represents Zhang Yan.

As long as the rune takes shape, Zhang Yan's life and death will be in his hands.

"You still want to use this method?"

Zhang Yan's face was indifferent.

boom!

In the Xuanwu Guishui Sword, dark golden light burst out, and the mana of the Tenth Transformation Nascent Soul was poured into the sword body, activating the Xuanwu True Spirit within it.

hold head high!

A low cry shook the sea, and a hundred-foot-sized Xuanwu shadow appeared.

The power of the divine beast is overwhelming, and all waters surrender!

Xuanwu's eyes turned red, and his limbs swept across, instantly shattering the power of the monk surnamed Sun.

"puff!"

The blood runes disappeared, and the monk surnamed Sun was backlashed. He vomited blood, his skin burst, and his mana surged.

The technique of the Corpse Skull Mountain cannot be put on the stage.

Although it is extremely weird, the backlash after being cracked is also very serious.

This monk surnamed Sun is now seriously injured.

"Fuck me!"

The monk surnamed Sun, with a ferocious face, shouted angrily.

He, who was in the Dharma Realm, was seriously injured by someone in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. It was a great shame and humiliation!

Not only do you want to get it today, Yuqing Hanchi.

Zhang Yan must also be killed!

"Just you?"

Zhang Yan was alone, facing the early stages of the Nine Dharma Realms, and did not retreat but advanced.

"Xuanwu Treads the Sky!"

Zhang Yan held the Xuanwu Guishui Sword in his hand and struck it down with one strike!

hold head high!

Xuanwu, who was hundreds of feet tall, raised his upper body and slammed his two front hooves down like two pillars of heaven.

In this vast sea area, the power of Guishui is endless.

It turned into two monstrous whirlpools and suppressed them towards the Nine Dharma Realm.

Boom!

The originally calm sea water washed away like two waterfalls hanging from the sky, crashing into the nine Dharma Realm's Dharma Appearances.

The solid Dharma forms were all twisted into the whirlpool.

Like nine lonely boats caught in a storm, they may capsize at any time.

There is also the terrifying power of Xuanwu, which is constantly crushing their Dharma.

"puff!"

Soon, the dim Dharma images separated from the whirlpool one by one, and their bodies were spitting out blood.

The Xuanwu Guishui Sword remains in the Demon Burial Sea.

It is better preserved than the other two spirit swords.

The grade has been reached, fifth grade, middle grade.

In addition, in the Demon Burial Sea, the power of water, heaven and earth is abundant.

Therefore, this sword has reached the limit of the early stage of Dharma Realm.

Even if the nine Dharma Realms join forces in the early stage, they can't resist it!

hold head high!

Xuanwu raised his head and chanted, Zhang Yan stood on top of Xuanwu's shadow and looked down at the frightened Sun surnamed Faxiangjing.

In just a few moments, the situation reversed. Zhang Yan alone suppressed all the disciples of the Zombie Skull Mountain!

"evildoer!"

"What a monster!"

The monk surnamed Sun was suppressed on a rock, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth and a pale face.

He never thought about it.

Zhang Yan was actually able to suppress all of them with one sword at his mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation level!

Zhang Yan holds the Xuanwu Guishui Sword in his hand, and his momentum is overwhelming.

Step by step, he approached the monk surnamed Sun.

"Zhang...Pavilion Master Zhang Shao!"

"This Yuqinghan Pond, I, the Ghost Skeleton Mountain, give up."

"I promise I will never come near this place again!"

The monk surnamed Sun's voice was trembling and he immediately chose to beg for mercy.

"Give it up?"

"We discovered this Yuqinghan Pond first."

"Why do you need to give in?"

Zhang Yan asked coldly.

The sword in his hand was filled with a cold light and pointed at the forehead of the monk surnamed Sun.

If one sword falls, even if he is in Dharma Realm, he will definitely die.

"Friend Daoist Zhang!"

At this moment, Yang Lianqing was able to speak again and walked out of the crowd.

"Lian Qing."

Zhang Yan looked at Yang Lianqing, his expression softened a bit.

"Junior Brother Yang!"

"Please beg Master Zhang, please spare my life!"

The monk surnamed Sun looked at Yang Lianqing and begged.

This humble look is completely different from the arrogant look just now.

No one expected it.

He will fall into this situation.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang."

"Senior Brother Sun, it's also for the sect."

"Junior Brother Zhang, please spare us this time."

Yang Lianqing gritted his teeth and asked Zhang Yan.

He could beg Senior Brother Sun for Zhang Yan before, but now he can beg Zhang Yan for Senior Brother Sun.

"Junior Brother Ma!"

At this time, several other Dharma Realms looked at Ma Ze.

"I……"

Ma Ze was embarrassed for a while.

He had previously felt that Zhang Yan had brought it upon himself.

I never thought that I would be slapped in the face again so soon.

"Pavilion Master Zhang Shao."

"It was us who were too greedy and wanted to occupy this Yuqinghan Pond."

"I also ask all senior brothers to let you go."

"Pavilion Master Zhang Shao, can you spare all the senior brothers for the sake of our friendship?"

In order to save his senior brother, Ma Ze bit the bullet and begged Zhang Yan for mercy.

Look at the two of them.

Zhang Yan didn't say a word. The Xuanwu Guishui Sword in his hand pierced the forehead of the monk surnamed Sun.

But Senior Brother Sun, in front of Zhang Yan, was like a lost dog, unable to fight back.

finally.

Zhang Yan took back his sword.

"Maze."

"Last time, I saved your life."

"You can stand up and speak for me. At least you still have some conscience."

"Today, I will let you go, and there will be no separation between you and me."

Zhang Yan turned his back to Ma Ze and said calmly.

"I see."

"Thank you, Young Master Zhang!"

The people of Corpse Ghost Skeleton Mountain were delighted and immediately left the plateau.

"Lian Qing."

"I know your difficulties."

"If you have any request, I will not refuse as long as I can do it."

Finally, Zhang Yan said to Yang Lianqing.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist Zhang."

Yang Lianqing bowed.

The friendship between the two has exceeded the boundaries between sects.

Since Corpse Ghost Skeleton Mountain did not kill them immediately before.

Then Zhang Yan can spare them once.

Swish, swish, swish!

The disciples of Corpse Ghost Skeleton Mountain drew a line of water and left in embarrassment.

"Zhang Yan."

"How did you cultivate?"

"I am also an eighth-turn Yuanying. Could it be that an extra ninth-turn Yuanying can be so heaven-defying?"

Leaving the plateau, Sun surnamed Faxiang Realm was extremely unwilling.

But the strength shown by Zhang Yan.

It is indeed not something he can contend with.

That kind of power, until now, he still has lingering fears.

"Fortunately, there is a way out."

"Otherwise, we would have perished in this sea of ​​burial monsters today."

The sight fell on Yang Lianqing and Ma Ze, and the monk surnamed Sun was thankful.

However.

The Yuqing Cold Pool, they, the Corpse Ghost Skull Mountain, have no fate.

They can only continue to enter the deep sea and look for other resource areas.

Swoosh!

The disciples of the Corpse Ghost Skull Mountain walked forward in shame on the seabed, and suddenly a large amount of mana fluctuations appeared in front of them.

"Hide your breath!"

The monk surnamed Sun immediately ordered.

The disciples of the Corpse Ghost Skull Mountain gathered together and restrained their breath.

To be so unscrupulous in the sea, it must be a powerful immortal sect.

Everyone hid and watched the group of people passing by.

There were a total of sixteen auras of the early stage of the Dharma Realm, and one of them was even more powerful. It was as obvious as a volcano on the seabed.

"Middle stage of the Dharma Realm!"

Such a powerful mana fluctuation is naturally the middle stage of the Dharma Realm.

"This is... Yujianmen!"

The monk surnamed Sun used the hand of the Corpse Ghost Skull Mountain to explore from a distance and discovered the identities of these people.

Only Yujianmen, the leader of the five major immortal sects, could be so arrogant.

One Dharma Realm mid-stage, plus sixteen Dharma Realm early stage.

Enough to sweep the outer sea area!

"People from Yujianmen."

"Aren't they in the sea area opposite?"

"Why did they cross most of the Burial Demon Sea and come here?"

The Dharma Realm monk surnamed Sun was puzzled.

However, judging from the forward trajectory of Yujianmen, they must pass through the Yuqing Cold Pond.

This means that Yujianmen will collide with the Divine Weapon Pavilion!

"Yuqing Cold Pond."

"It has always belonged to Yujianmen."

"If it runs into Zhang Yan, it will be a good show."

The monk surnamed Sun narrowed his eyes and thought.

He himself did not get the Yuqing Cold Pond, and it would be best if the Divine Weapon Pavilion did not think of getting it, otherwise he would feel unbalanced.

But at this time.

Yang Lianqing quietly left from the disciples.

"Brother Sun."

"Yang Lianqing seems to have gone to inform Zhang Yan."

A Dharma Realm cultivator reminded Brother Sun.

"Let him go."

"It won't have much impact on us anyway."

The monk surnamed Sun didn't care too much.

The disciples of the Corpse Ghost Skull Mountain left a place for Yang Lianqing and left to avoid being involved by the Yu Jian Sect.

...

Yuqing Cold Pool.

Zhang Yan and Lin Qingyue were just about to enter the cold pool.

"Daoyou Zhang!"

Yang Lianqing's familiar voice suddenly came.

Then the two saw Yang Lianqing, who was anxious.

"Lianqing."

"Why are you back again?"

Zhang Yan asked curiously.

"Daoyou Zhang!"

"We just found people from the Yu Jian Sect on the road!"

"They are heading towards the location of the Yuqing Cold Pool. Let's go!"

Yang Lianqing explained in a hurry. (End of this chapter)