The sun at the tip of the sword met the blow from the Yuanying monk.
There was no violent impact or explosion of spiritual power as imagined, only a gentle "porphy" sound, the attack hit the sun, and the sun suddenly swelled in size. The red surface cracked countless fine lines, and dazzling light burst out from the fine lines. Golden light.
The Nascent Soul cultivator was surprised, but it was just a surprise, and his speed did not slow down by half.
Until he saw the shadow of a strange beast flying in the golden glow of the long sword.
The strange beast was a huge monster bird with a red head, black eyes, and three legs on its belly. Its golden feathers were filled with blazing flames, as if it was born in a furnace and was burning.
The demon bird let out a loud hiss, spread its toes on its three legs, grabbed the sun at the tip of the sword, and fluttered its wings towards the Nascent Soul cultivator.
A billowing heat wave hit, twisting the air. The expression on Monk Yuanying's face changed slightly. Compared with his shock, the direct disciple's reaction was even greater. He shouted in a mixture of shock and anger: "Hey! Child!"
Putting away the long sword, Wu Yaochen chuckled: "Guys, why don't you take action?"
"You are too treacherous!"
In another direction, Shu Pinghui appeared. She gave a sweet shout, followed mysterious footwork, formed a seal with her hands on her chest, and the golden bells on her wrists collided.
Jingle Bell……
The Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly felt a stinging pain in his sea of consciousness, as if countless sharp needles were piercing into his brain, into his muscles and bones, and into every inch of his skin.
"Well!"
The monk groaned, the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot streaks, his hands and feet were trembling, and he almost let go of the child.
Then, he smelled another strange fragrance.
In mid-air, flowers appeared out of thin air, swirling and falling gently, and disappeared into the body of the Yuanying monk.
The spiritual power rushing through the Nascent Soul monk's meridians instantly became stagnant, like thick turbidity, immediately slowing down his speed.
Lan Chucui smiled and lowered her eyes, playing with a small seven-color flower in her hand. She smelled the fragrance of the flower and said softly: "Junior Brother Yin, you have worked hard."
The consciousness, body, and spiritual power were all targeted at the same time. The strength that the Yuanying monks could exert was less than 50%. However, the gap between the golden elixir and the Yuanying was far beyond the gap between the foundation and the golden elixir. Before the demon bird approached, He will break through the three layers of blockade.
Suddenly, a jet-black light suddenly rushed out from behind the demon bird.
This black light used the power of the demon bird and the sun to hide itself, and even the Nascent Soul cultivator could not detect it, and it was not revealed until now.
The black light shot out like electricity, coming faster than the demon bird, and almost reached the monk in an instant.
Normally, it would be easy to block the black light or even inflict heavy damage to the opponent. However, at this moment, the Nascent Soul cultivator could only reluctantly cast defensive spells.
After the spell was cast, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he actually lifted the child and blocked it in front of him with his small body.
From the perspective of the Nascent Soul cultivator, the other party would most likely consider the child's life and forcefully stop the attack.
But what he didn't expect was that the opponent's speed actually increased instead of slowing down. His menacing attitude showed no regard for the safety of the young child.
The dark flames dancing wildly reflected in the eyes of the Nascent Soul cultivator, from which came a terrifying aura that seemed capable of destroying all things.
He couldn't help but focus all his attention on the black flames, desperately squeezing the stagnant spiritual power into the spell.
The next moment, the black flame collided with the magic formula he had cast, but was extinguished in an instant.
"Um?"
The monk was stunned, and then he felt a biting cold air spreading from his fingertips, and his hand immediately lost consciousness.
He looked down and saw that light black ice crystals covered his entire arm, and the toddler in his hand had disappeared.
The monk finally realized that he had been tricked. He became furious and finally broke through the three layers of blockade. Then he looked at the escaping black light and was about to start chasing after it, but the demon bird was already flying in the sky.
The demon bird let out another high-pitched cry, opened its mouth and breathed out flaming breath towards the Nascent Soul cultivator. The golden feathers around its body turned into thousands of sharp knives and shot towards the cultivator.
At the same time, the three legs of the demon bird released their toe claws, and the sun suddenly fell towards the monk.
Bang bang bang bang! ! !
The horrific explosion seemed to destroy the heaven and earth, and the fire shot up into the sky, dyeing the sky red.
Shu Pinghui was so speechless that she couldn't help but glance at Wu Yaochen frequently and muttered: "Monster."
However, there was no relaxed look on Wu Yaochen's face. He stared at the center of the explosion and held the sword in his hand again.
Sure enough, before the explosion was over, a figure rushed out.
"Bastard! Bastard ahhh!"
The Yuanying monk's robes were in tatters, his hair was disheveled, his face was covered in blood, and his face was extremely hideous.
His eyes were red, and his ferocious gaze passed over Wu Yaochen and the three of them one by one, as if his murderous intent could solidify.
Just as Wu Yaochen and others were concentrating on their defenses, the Yuanying monk suddenly changed direction and left quickly.
The three of them were stunned and immediately turned around. The direction the monk went to was the direction in which the black light escaped!
"Chase!"
Wu Yaochen shouted.
The three of them followed the Nascent Soul cultivator closely. But there is one person who is faster than the three of them.
The direct disciple finally caught up, surpassing the three of them and chasing the Yuanying monk.
The Nascent Soul cultivator didn't even look at the person chasing behind him. All he could see was the speeding black light in front of him.
The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and the Yuanying monk can already see the young child held in the other's arms.
"Give me the child, and I will spare your life!"
The voice imbued with spiritual power reached the other party's ears, but the other party was completely unmoved.
Not only was he unmoved, but he suddenly accelerated.
Seeing that the distance between him and the black light was suddenly shortened, the Nascent Soul cultivator was so angry that he ignored the surrounding situation.
By the time he realized something was wrong, it was already too late.
Along the route that the black light passed, countless formation runes arranged on the lake surface all lit up.
One formation is within another formation, forming a series of complex formations, trapping the Nascent Soul cultivator within it.
The Nascent Soul cultivator remained calm and snorted: "At this level, no matter how sophisticated the formation is, it is useless! Look at me...what?!"
As soon as the formation was in operation, each formation exploded one after another. Under the chain reaction, the power was superimposed, successfully blocking the progress of the Nascent Soul monks.
"I'm not so overestimated as to use conventional means to trap a Nascent Soul stage."
Zhao Jinxu curled his lips, rushed to Yin Xueze, who had stopped, and took the toddler over.
Yin Xueze said "Stay away", then turned back with the Black Prison Spear in hand, and stood ready near the formation.
Zhao Jinxu looked at Yin Xueze's background worriedly, but soon his worries disappeared.
The direct disciples of the late Nascent Soul have already caught up. He rushed straight into the large formation that was still exploding, and his combat power was 100% as soon as he took action.
Without the constraints of the young child's safety, this direct disciple can finally attack the opponent with all his strength.
In the late stage of Yuanying versus the early stage of Yuanying, the person with the highest cultivation level was also the elite of Taichu Temple, so the battle ended before Wu Yaochen and the others arrived, and the result was no doubt in doubt.
