She Yi wanted to escape, but she couldn't.
Being slammed to the ground by Ye Fan, he suddenly felt dizzy and dizzy, and there were waves of harsh buzzing sounds. It took him a long time to recover.
However.
Before she could express her anger, She Yi felt that the world was spinning again.
She Yi's huge body was carried by Ye Fan and smashed around like a hot wheel, causing smoke and dust to fly and the mountain to tremble.
She Yi was completely stunned.
It is a demon cultivator in the golden elixir realm!
Although this golden elixir has water content, it was forcibly broken through with the help of the Death Formation.
Although the formation's backlash demon pill had cracks, the already unstable realm had a tendency to fall. Even though it was a loser that was driven ashore by the swordfish on the bottom of the sea.
but--
It is still a golden elixir! ! !
Fighting for her realm to fall, fighting to be noticed by Heaven, fighting against the multiple risks of the demon pill completely shattering, She Yi roared:
"Human race, you are so presumptuous!"
"boom--"
She Yi's body instantly grew dozens of times bigger, and he broke free from Ye Fan's restraints, soaring into the sky like a divine dragon.
Especially on the top of the head, there are two towering little bumps, which look like dragon horns that have not yet fully grown.
It's a pity that snakes are snakes after all.
In Ye Fan's eyes, no matter how much it looks like, it is not a real dragon.
"Boom!"
Peony Mountain was shrouded in thick clouds of calamity.
In this Dharma-ending era, Heaven does not tolerate the existence of Golden Elixir and monks above it, and they will be killed once discovered!
However.
Just when She Yi was high-spirited and ready to compete with the human Taoist priest to determine whether he was superior or whether he was alive or dead, he suddenly noticed that the golden elixir-level human monk had taken a step back.
Then……
In the blink of an eye, Ye Fan's figure came from the top of the mountain to the bottom.
"..." She Yi.
The snake's mouth opened, but nothing came out.
But a nameless flame shot straight towards the Tianling Cap. She Yiyi, who was originally cold-blooded, felt that her blood was extremely hot, and she roared angrily:
"Human race, don't run away, fight to the death with me!"
"You must survive the catastrophe first."
"..."
She was speechless for a moment.
Yes, as long as the opponent is not stupid, he only needs to use it up slowly and use the catastrophe to defeat him without any loss of life.
So She Yi decided to seal the realm again.
But it found out angrily that that annoying human had actually come up to him again...
It chased Ye Fan and fled.
When it leaves, Ye Fan chases it.
She Yi was about to explode.
It can only fight against Ye Fan with the body of golden elixir, but it still has to withstand the power of heavenly calamity.
But when he was carrying the calamity and preparing for a life-and-death fight, Ye Fan slipped away again...
This shameless way of fighting made She Yi roar angrily: "Human race, you are so despicable and shameless!"
"That's the greatest compliment I've ever heard."
"!!!"
She Yi is really going crazy.
It carried the catastrophe and fled to the sea, where it was its home ground.
But before approaching the ocean, a sword light suddenly came from the distance, and it was the Qingfeng Sword.
Ye Fan didn't want to get close to the thunder range, but Qingfeng Sword could.
"Buzz!"
Looking at the shimmering blade of the sword, She's snake body tensed up in fear for a moment. Her intuition told it that the origin of this sword was definitely not simple, and that it might be the natal magic weapon of a certain person with great supernatural powers.
The survival instinct made She Yi humble and beg for mercy: "Senior, please spare my life. I am willing to be your spiritual pet. I just want a way to survive!"
Begging for mercy.
She Yi secretly made up his mind that he would not become a spiritual pet until Ye Fan agreed and relaxed his vigilance for a sneak attack!
"No."
"..."
She Yi suppressed his anger and said with a smile on his face: "Senior, I am a demon cultivator from the East China Sea. I know the stronghold of the demon clan in the East China Sea very well. In addition, there is a bronze door on the bottom of the sea, which is guarded by a hateful swordfish. Inside the door There are countless treasures hidden inside, aren’t you excited?”
Ye Fan had no expression on his face and spat out three words.
"Qingfeng, chop."
"Whoosh——"
The Qingfeng Sword turned into a ray of cold light and chased She Yi, who immediately cursed angrily and ran away like crazy.
Ye Fan didn't chase.
After all, it is said in the art of war that if a poor enemy is defeated, he should not be pursued.
If you can cultivate to the golden elixir realm, that sea snake must have some life-saving means, so let Qingfeng Sword chase it. Qingfeng Sword is not afraid of death, let alone injury, so it is useless to use it.
…
…
Peony Mountain.
Song Qing was worried and asked: "Captain Zhang, what level do you think that flying snake is? Is it as strong as a seventh-level warrior?"
"this……"
Zhang Wu hesitated.
He has been practicing martial arts for thirty years before becoming a fifth-grade martial artist. Although his talent is average, he has traveled far and wide, and has even received guidance from the ninth-grade grandmaster of the Jiang family in Yanjing.
He had a disrespectful thought.
Even the great master of the Jiang family might not be a match for that sea snake. The terrifying sense of oppression was something Zhang Wu had never seen before.
I hesitated for a long time.
Zhang Wucai solemnly said: "Mr. Song, to be honest, fighting at this level is beyond my knowledge, but looking at Taoist Master Ye's calm and graceful posture, it is obvious that he can handle the snake demon easily. I expected that he should be able to do so easily." solve."
"That's good, that's good..."
Song Qing's hanging heart finally dropped.
"Boss Song, don't you have any confidence in Ye?"
Ye Fan suddenly appeared on the top of Peony Mountain, which startled Song Qing. He quickly explained: "I'm sorry, Taoist Ye, but... Song Qing really has little knowledge."
"It doesn't matter."
"Taoist Ye, could it be that the snake demon escaped?"
Song Qing sighed secretly.
Although he has come into contact with many secrets through the ninth master of the Bai family, he is still a mortal, and his knowledge is not even as good as that of Zhang Wu, a fifth-grade warrior.
"It can't escape."
Ye Fan said it easily, and stretched his right hand forward as if he felt something.
Song Qing and Zhang Wu's eyes flashed, and they saw that Ye Fan had held a blood-stained sword in his hand at some point, and the blood dripped down the blade into the asphalt pavement.
And look along the blood.
A huge snake head appeared out of thin air on the ground, its glaring eyes full of unwillingness and resentment.
The hot afternoon sun shines on Ye Fan, who is wearing a white robe and holding a blood-stained sword in his hand. At his feet is the head of a demon snake, like a banished immortal descending to earth to slay demons.
A poem suddenly appeared in Song Qing's mind——
The young man is as confident as the ground
Ling Qingqiu alone relies on the long sword.
Free and easy, heroic and proud.
When Song Qing was reading Gu Long Jin Yong's book when he was young, he often fantasized about what those invincible swordsmen looked like. Song Qing finally got the answer thirty years later.
Probably.
That's what Taoist Ye is like.
Song Qing thought of the magical scene where Ye Fan stamped his feet and peonies bloomed all over the mountain, and bowed deeply:
"Daochang Ye is truly a god."
"Boss Song is so complimentary."
The Qingfeng Sword turned into a stream of light and disappeared. Ye Fan put his hands behind his back and sighed: "Gods also have to feed their wives and children, and they also have to wash vegetables and cook."
Song Qing laughed dumbly.
At this moment, the aloof and relegated immortal disappeared and turned into the approachable Taoist Ye.
…
…
Baiyun Community.
Villa home.
Liu Yingying and Zhao Juan sat at the desk in the study room and picked up their mobile phones to ask acquaintances about the situation in Mudan Community.
When the two girls returned home, the more they thought about it, the more something was wrong. They contacted friends to find friends. Finally, Zhao Juan actually contacted one of the owners.
After learning the specific situation, Zhao Juan hung up the phone with an angry expression.
"No wonder there are so many houses for sale at discounts. It turns out there are dirty things in Mudan Community and it is said to be haunted. Yingying, that saleswoman went too far for the sake of performance!"
"Sister Juan, could it be malicious competition in business? There are no ghosts in this world. We must believe in science."
Liu Yingying tried to analyze it from a business perspective.
This attracted the high approval of Dongfang Yuan: "That's right, you must believe in science!"
"who!"
Zhao Juan's expression changed: "Who is talking!"
