Chapter 117: Hunting down Wang Chan
Under the fierce bombardment of four Jindan cultivators, the formation could not hold out for long.
It was about to collapse.
At this time, Wang Chan turned around and suddenly discovered that among the group of Yan family disciples waiting to meet the enemy, the most crucial person: Yan Ruyan, was missing!
Wang Chan was startled, and immediately turned around, questioning the Yan family ancestor in a cold voice: "Senior Yan, where is Miss Ruyan?"
"Ruyan has gone to get something important and will be back soon!" The Yan family's ancestor said calmly without even turning his head.
"What are you going to take? Moreover, even your Yan family's think tank Yan Xuanye and the elite disciples of the Yan family's Life and Death Hall are missing. Could it be that they are also going to take something important?" Wang Chan's voice turned completely cold.
"What are you taking? This is our Yan family's secret. It is not convenient to tell Master Wang!"
"Old Ghost, do you think I'm easy to deceive? Your Yan family has escape routes like secret passages, but you let me stay here to help you attract fire. Old Ghost, aren't you afraid that I will kill you in the future?"
Wang Chan was so furious that he wished he could chop the calm old man in front of him into two pieces.
He actually used him to attract the enemy's attention, and then secretly sent away the elite troops of the Yan family!
" Master until we escape. If we can't escape, all this will be in vain!"
However, Patriarch Yan didn't care about Wang Chan's threat at all.
"boom!"
With the last attack, the Yan family's protective formation was finally broken.
Four Jindan monks rushed in instantly.
"Protect me from leaving!"
Wang Chan shouted hurriedly to Li Da and Li Er.
Two Ghost Spirit Sect members who had formed their Dan stage took Wang Chan and transformed into a stream of light that soared into the sky, rushing towards the outside of Yan Family Castle.
"Junior brother Ye, Wang Chan is left to you. We will stop those two Jindan masters!" Fairy Nishang said to Ye Changsheng.
Then, she immediately flew towards the three people from the Ghost Spirit Sect.
At the same time, Nangong Wan looked at Ye Changsheng deeply and flew over. The two fairies stopped the Li brothers from the Ghost Spirit Sect.
Wang Chan rode the blood light and rushed out.
Ye Changsheng narrowed his eyes, jumped out of the Yanyue Spirit Boat and flew towards Wang Chan.
On the spirit boat, the foundation-building monks from the other seven sects also jumped out and rushed towards Yan Family Castle.
Lei Wanhe controlled a beam of silver light and rushed towards the ancestor of the Yan family.
Fu Yunzi, a Jindan cultivator, was facing off against ten demons who were at the foundation-building stage.
This is exactly the last team of demons. Ten of them united together have the means to counter the Jindan stage.
However, it is obvious that their approach cannot last long.
Therefore, Fu Yunzi did not fight with them to the death, but leisurely held the ten people back.
Shouts and cries of killing rang out, and Yanjiabao was in great chaos.
The Yan family has quite a few foundation-building disciples. Even though a group of them have withdrawn, there are still nearly twenty of them.
With the addition of a dozen foundation-building monks from the Ghost Spirit Sect, they would not be defeated immediately.
But under the attack of the disciples of the seven sects, they quickly fell into a disadvantage.
In a short while, screams were heard.
Ye Changsheng galloped away and soon caught up with Wang Chan.
Wang Chan was standing on a giant fork several meters long, wearing a green robe and a silver mask on his face.
A flash of blood appeared on his body, and when he saw a person in the middle stage of foundation building dared to chase him, anger flashed in Wang Chan's eyes.
"court death!"
He let out a cold shout and turned around. A thick fog as red as blood rushed out from his body and turned into a blood cloud more than ten feet high, rushing towards Ye Changsheng with great momentum.
Wang Chan, although he is also in the middle stage of foundation building, his combat power cannot be regarded as that of an ordinary person in the middle stage of foundation building.
Ye Changsheng slapped his storage bag, and a small black tripod flew out and smashed towards the blood cloud.
The small tripod smashed into the blood cloud that was more than ten feet in size, breaking it into pieces.
Wang Chan roared angrily upon seeing this, and in an instant, the blood cloud suddenly expanded and seemed to cover the sky and the earth.
Like a tide, it quickly flooded half of the sky, enveloping Ye Changsheng and Wang Chan in a blood-colored world.
“Hahahaha, you encountered my Blood Spirit Technique and didn’t know how to escape. Now that you have entered this bloody world, you will become a ghost here!”
Wang Chan stood in the air and laughed loudly.
Blood Spirit Technique is one of the most advanced techniques in the magic world.
Although he had only cultivated to the second level, this was enough to make Wang Chan look down upon many of his peers.
The manipulation of the small black tripod became sluggish, and Ye Changsheng hurriedly recalled this magical weapon and hung it above his head to protect himself.
The blood mist in this bloody world has the effect of defiled magical instruments.
"Bang!"
A green light rushed towards Ye Changsheng, trying to penetrate his heart, but was blocked by the small black tripod.
A green light appeared, and it turned out to be the huge flying fork that Wang Chan had just stepped on.
This is also a top-grade magical weapon, on par with the small black tripod.
"Not bad, not bad. Your magic weapon is good, as it can block my Biyin Fork!" Wang Chan said with a sneer, with a proud look in his eyes, as if he had regarded the small black tripod as his trophy.
The air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood. The blood cloud rolled, and dozens of huge monsters appeared, wielding all kinds of strange weapons and rushing towards Ye Changsheng.
“Whoosh!”
A small sword flew out from Ye Changsheng's sleeve, transformed into a swift purple light, strangling the monsters in the blink of an eye.
But after being strangled, the monsters immediately grew out again, seemingly endless.
"This Blood Spirit Technique is truly a top-notch martial art!" Ye Changsheng exclaimed as he looked at the endless monsters appearing around him.
He stretched out his hand and took back the magic weapon.
I just used the small sword to strangle those blood ghosts, and after it came into contact with the blood mist, this magic weapon was showing signs of being contaminated.
This blood cloud cannot be attacked by any magic weapon at all. Once touched, it will contaminate the magic weapon.
The Blood Spirit Technique is indeed difficult to deal with!
"Do you think this is the end?"
Wang Chan sat in the air, making hand gestures, constantly giving birth to blood ghosts.
The magic spell in his hand changed, and in an instant, black skulls flew out from the bloody world.
Those dark skulls opened their mouths wide, and dozens of thick black light beams shot towards Ye Changsheng from all directions.
Ye Changsheng showed a sneer on his face. Instead of using the black tripod for defense, a silver light appeared on his body.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
The sound of collision continued to ring out densely, and black beams of light rushed towards Ye Changsheng, but were all bounced away by the silver light.
"What kind of magical power is this?!"
Wang Chan was sitting in the air. When he saw this scene, he was shocked and his face was full of disbelief.
Putting away the magic weapon, Ye Changsheng gave up on strangling the blood ghosts and let them swarm over and grab his body.
The silver armor protected his entire body, making it airtight. Neither the skull nor the blood ghost could break in.
Ye Changsheng no longer used magic weapons to fight against Wang Chan's Blood Spirit Technique. His whole body was covered with silver light. He looked at Wang Chan coldly and rushed directly towards the direction where Wang Chan was sitting cross-legged.
