Ye Yang hurried forward and encountered many teams fighting the resentful spirits on the way, but most of them were the late-level resentful spirits of the sect leader.
There were very few teams that dared to attack the half-step Lord-level Wraith Spirits, and when Ye Yang saw a few teams, they were all killed by the Wraith Spirits, causing heavy casualties.
Ye Yang couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the same half-step lord-level resentful spirits had different combat powers. Even without the support of the power of the world, there were countless strange and bizarre attack methods that they could not withstand.
Seeing that many people died in the hands of the resentful spirits, Ye Yang felt a little numb. If these high-ranking sect masters were in a secular country, they would definitely be worshiped like gods on the spot, but here, human lives are cheap.
Like grass.
Suddenly, a team appeared in front of Ye Yang. They had just killed a Half-Step Lord-level resentful spirit and were about to collect the loot.
The space fluctuated, and four men in black suddenly appeared silently. The long swords in their hands flashed with cold light. The few strong men who had been exhausted from the battle were immediately chopped into pieces by the sudden sneak attack.
"Huangquanmen?" Ye Yang snorted coldly and walked forward quickly.
The four killers from the Underworld Sect reached out and put away all the weapons and rings of those people, and put away an ancestral dagger from the corpse guarded by the resentful spirit. All the methods were clean and neat, and they were obviously trained for a long time.
A few people had just finished cleaning the battlefield when suddenly the sword blade emerged quietly like water. By the time they noticed, the transparent sword blade had already cut the throats of three of them.
The remaining person was shocked, and just when he was about to do something, he received a heavy blow on the back of his head and fell unconscious immediately.
Ye Yang snorted coldly, "When it comes to being a killer, spiritual practitioners are definitely your ancestors."
Ye Yang put away the four spiritual swords, which were the first batch of spiritual swords made after Long Yuanjian's awakening. Now Ye Yang finally recovered his identity as a spiritual cultivator.
Today's Longyuan Sword has been promoted to an ancestral weapon, and its quality is extremely high. The spirit sword produced is not much worse than an ordinary ancestral weapon.
"Xiaotian, help me check his memory and see what Huang Wuya did."
"Okay, big brother"
Today, Xiaotian is in Ye Yang's sea of consciousness, witnessing Ye Yang's charge and absorbing countless negative powers. Now he has grown to the sixth level and is already a demon king-level formless demon.
"The Huang Wuya that big brother is looking for just passed by here three days ago and went to the left direction in front. He doesn't know what he was doing specifically."
Ye Yang nodded. This person was just Huang Wuya's subordinate. It was impossible to know too much, but it was good to know the general direction.
He gently broke the neck of the Huangquan Sect killer, took out all the harvest from his body, and found that there were actually two ancestral weapons.
I secretly cursed these bastards for being so despicable, like a group of blood-sucking insects that lurked aside and waited until everyone else was hurting both sides before making a sneak attack.
Such people are the most despised. In Ye Yang's heart, he will kill such people whenever he sees them without any hesitation.
Now that he knew the general direction, Ye Yang continued to move forward without delay. According to the clues obtained by Xiaotian, after seven days of marching, a deep pool appeared in front of him.
Ye Yang suddenly stopped slowly. The deep pool was not big, only a few hundred miles in radius, and it looked extremely inconspicuous.
Ye Yang's consciousness spread out and he suddenly discovered that there was a small crack on the side of the deep pool near the stone wall that could only be passed by one person.
The outside of the gap was covered with weeds. If Ye Yang hadn't used his spiritual sense to detect it, he might have ignored it.
His consciousness continued to extend forward, and the gap was actually more than ten miles long. Suddenly, Ye Yang spotted a figure moving forward cautiously.
A smile suddenly appeared on Ye Yang's lips, "Good boy, I finally found you."
Because he discovered that the figure moving forward cautiously was none other than Zhenghuang Wuya.
Ye Yang took a deep breath and calmed down all the breath in his body. As a killer, Huang Wuya had an amazing spiritual sense, and Ye Yang had to brace himself up to the 120,000 points.
The wings behind him fluttered slightly towards the gap. Ye Yang completely suppressed the hostility towards Huang Wuya in his heart so as not to arouse his alertness.
He always followed Huang Wuya forward, maintaining a safe distance of more than ten miles along the way and not daring to make the slightest sound.
There were several forks in the road along the way, but Huang Wuya didn't hesitate at all and headed in one direction.
Ye Yang was surprised. This Huang Wuya knew this place very well. He must be the mark left by the seniors of Huangquan Sect after exploring it.
Ye Yang became more and more curious as to what was it that made Huang Wuya come here secretly.
You must know that the saint-level masters have already moved forward, and this guy must have waited until now to avoid them.
Presumably, what he did in Tianjian Canyon was just to deceive others. Although Tianjian grass is relatively precious, it is not worth picking it personally.
Thinking of this, Huang Wuya's purpose became more and more anticipated. This boy definitely had a big plan.
Huang Wuya moved forward cautiously, but suddenly started to retreat back the same way, causing Ye Yang to also start to retreat.
After Huang Wuya repeated this several times, he then moved forward.
Ye Yang couldn't help but secretly cursed this guy for being as cunning as a fox and as cautious as a mouse. He was worried that someone would follow him, so he went back and forth to test him.
Thanks to the fact that he had concealed his breath along the way, all the pores on his body were closed, and even his breathing was changed to fetal breath, otherwise he would have been noticed just by the smell.
After seeing nothing suspicious several times, Huang Wuya finally felt relieved and walked faster.
Finally, half an hour later, a small pool appeared in front, with a radius of no more than a thousand feet. In the center of the pool were floating some green plants, with hundreds of milky white diamond-shaped fruits on them.
"Hey, it's actually Tianxian Yunling. That boy is very lucky." Jiuxuan's voice sounded in Ye Yang's mind.
"Celestial Yunling? Is it a good thing?" Ye Yang asked.
"Well, in today's Shengwu Continent, it is already considered a good thing."
"What's a good idea?"
"Taking one pill of this thing will allow a strong person at the peak of the sect master to 100% advance to become a half-step lord," Jiu Xuan said calmly.
"What?" Ye Yang almost screamed, his heart beating wildly. This thing is so unbelievable. If Yanran eats one, won't she become a half-step master immediately?
You must know that it is a very critical hurdle for a sect leader to reach the halfway point of being a lord. Countless warriors are stuck here, and until their life span is exhausted, they cannot move forward even half a step.
Because even if you reach the late stage of being a sect master and a small world is created in your body, but you cannot generate the power of the world, then you will never be able to step into the half-step master.
The small world will also disappear when the practitioner dies, but it is different when they reach the realm of the Lord. Their inner world can be transferred to the outside world. Even if they die, the small world can still be passed down.
Just like the Youyu Secret Realm that Ye Yang entered when he was in the Tianwu Empire, it was left by a Lord-level powerful person. Although the master has perished, the small world he created can be preserved as long as it is not destroyed by humans.
Come down.
From the peak of the sect leader to the half-step master, it is like a natural chasm, cutting off the path of cultivation for most warriors.
When Huang Wuya saw those Tianxian Yunling, he was so excited that his whole body trembled and his eyes almost popped out of his head.
After a long while, he muttered to himself, "The Patriarch only said that by my generation there will be many immortal Yunling mature, but I didn't expect there to be so many. If you bring them back to the sect, I, the Huangquan Sect, will definitely be invincible in the world, hahaha."
Speaking of Huang Wuya, who had always been calm later, he actually got a little carried away. This is really not his fault. Now the Huangquan Sect has seven peak-level masters. If these seven people are given Tianxian Yunling, the Huangquan Sect will immediately
There are seven half-step master-level experts.
And after a few years or decades, these people will become Lord-level powerful people, and even the Holy Land will not be able to offend them.
Just as Huang Wuya was laughing crazily, a figure bumped into Huang Wuya.
Huang Wuya shouted loudly, stretched out the long sword in his hand, and struck the figure fiercely.
"Bang" the whole open space shook slightly, and both Huang Wuya and the figure stepped back a few feet.
"Haha, you beast is still alive. Hmm, if you hadn't been here in the first place, my ancestor wouldn't have been crippled. I'll take your life today to make up for it." Huang Wuya snorted coldly, holding a long sword in his hand.
The sword struck down that figure again.
At this time, Ye Yang finally saw the figure clearly. It was a crocodile that was only about two inches long, and it exuded the aura of a half-step master.
It turns out that Huang Wuya's ancestor accidentally discovered this place during his last term. He was immediately excited when he saw Tianxian Yunling. As soon as he picked one, he was attacked by this half-step master-level crocodile.
Immediately half of his body was bitten to pieces.
The founder of the Huangquan Sect was indeed strong enough. With the sect master's later cultivation, he managed to escape and left a mark here before leaving.
After he escaped, although he saved his life with the help of countless elixirs, his injuries were so serious that he never appeared in the world again after he came out of the ancient battlefield.
After that, he devoted all his efforts to cultivating the next generation of strong men, until he met Huang Wuya, a genius who gave him hope.
After giving Huang Wuya the immortal Yunling he brought from the ancient battlefield, in just half a year, Huang Wuya rose from the pinnacle of the sect to the half-step master.
Later, Huang Wuya was hidden in the snow just for this moment. Now Huang Wuya relied on his half-step master-level cultivation to fight the crocodile.
This place is very strange. The surrounding rocks are extremely dense. Even if Huang Wuya used the power of the world, it was not destroyed.
After fighting for a while, Huang Wuya gradually became impatient. The long sword in his hand exuded a terrifying pressure, and he instantly activated the ancestral weapon. The sword energy soared into the sky and slashed at the crocodile. (To be continued.