Chapter 117: Chasing Wang Chan (715 please subscribe!)
Under the indiscriminate bombardment of the four pill-forming monks, the formation could not sustain it for long.
It was about to collapse.
At this time, Wang Chan looked back and suddenly found that among the group of Yan family disciples behind him who were waiting to meet the enemy, the most critical person: Yan Ruyan, was missing!
Wang Chan was stunned, immediately turned his head, and asked the ancestor of the Yan family in a cold voice: "Senior Yan, where did Miss Ruyan go?"
"Ruyan went to get something important. She will be back later!" The ancestor of the Yan family said calmly without looking back.
"What are you fetching? 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 also went to fetch important things?" Wang Chan's voice turned completely cold.
"What you want to take is a secret of our Yan family. It's not convenient to tell Young Master Wang!"
"Old ghost, do you think I'm easy to deceive? Your Yan family has secret passages and other escape routes, but you let me stay here to help you attract firepower. Old ghost, aren't you afraid of being killed by me in the future?
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Wang Chan was so furious that she wished she could cut the calm-looking old man in front of her into two pieces.
He actually used him to attract the enemy's attention, and then secretly sent away the elite members of the Yan family!
"Young Master Wang, let's wait until we all escape to discuss the matter of killing me. If we can't escape, all this talk will be in vain!"
Patriarch Yan didn't care about Wang Chan's threat at all.
"boom!"
With the last attack, the Yan family's clan-protecting formation was finally blasted away.
Four Danjie monks rushed in instantly.
"Protect me to leave!"
Wang Chan shouted to Li Da and Li Er hurriedly.
The two ghost spirit sects formed pills and led Wang Chan into a stream of light soaring into the sky, rushing towards the outside of the Yan Family Fort.
"Master Nephew Ye, I'll leave Wang Chan to you. Let's stop those two pill-forming ones!" Fairy Nishang said to Ye Changsheng.
Then, she immediately flew towards the three people at the Ghost Spirit Sect.
At the same time, Nangong Wan took a deep look at Ye Changsheng and flew over. The two fairies stopped the Li brothers from the Ghost Spirit Sect.
Wang Chan harnessed the blood light and rushed outward.
Ye Changsheng narrowed his eyes, jumped out of the Moon-covering Spirit Boat, and flew towards Wang Chan.
On the spirit boat, the other seven sects of foundation-building monks also jumped out one after another and attacked the Yan Family Fort.
Lei Wanhe commanded a ray of silver light and rushed towards the ancestor of the Yan family.
Fuyunzi, the pill-forming monk, faced off against ten demonic foundation builders.
This is the last demon team, ten people united together, with the means to compete with the pill formation.
However, it is obvious that their method cannot last long.
Therefore, Fuyunzi did not fight them to the death, but instead held these ten people back leisurely.
There were shouts of killing, and the Yanjia Fort was in chaos.
The Yan family has many foundation-building disciples, and even though a group of them have been withdrawn, there are still nearly twenty of them.
Coupled with the dozen or so 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 were quickly defeated.
Not long after, there were screams one after another.
Ye Changsheng galloped away and soon caught up with Wang Chan.
Wang Chan stepped on a giant fork several feet long, wore a green robe, and had a silver mask on his face.
A bloody light flickered on his body, and when he saw a mid-stage Foundation Establishment man chasing after him from behind, Wang Chan's eyes flashed with anger.
"court death!"
He shouted coldly, turned around, and a thick fog as red as blood rushed out from his body, turning into a blood cloud more than ten feet high, and rushed towards Ye Changsheng menacingly.
Although Wang Chan is still in the middle stage of foundation building, his combat power cannot be regarded as ordinary in the middle stage of foundation building.
Ye Changsheng slapped the storage bag, and a small black cauldron flew out and slammed into the blood cloud.
The small cauldron hit the blood cloud of more than ten feet and scattered a lot of it.
When Wang Chan saw this, he roared angrily, and in an instant, the blood cloud suddenly rose up, overwhelming the sky and the earth.
Like a tide, it quickly flooded half of the sky, wrapping Ye Changsheng and Wang Chan into a bloody world.
"Hahahaha, you didn't know how to escape when you encountered my blood spirit magic. Now that you have entered this bloody world, you will become a dead soul here!"
Wang Chan stood in the air and laughed loudly.
Blood Spirit Technique, this is one of the top techniques in the magic way.
Although he has only cultivated to the second level, it is enough to make Wang Chan look down upon many of his peers.
The control of the small black cauldron became sluggish, and Ye Changsheng quickly recalled the magic weapon and hung it above his head to protect himself.
The blood mist in this bloody world has the effect of filthy magic weapon.
"boom!"
A green light rushed towards Ye Changsheng, trying to penetrate his heart, but was blocked by the small black cauldron.
The green light appeared, and it turned out to be the huge flying fork that Wang Chan stepped on just now.
This is also a top-notch magic weapon, on par with the small black cauldron.
"Not bad, not bad. It can block my Biyin Cha. This magic weapon of yours is good!" Wang Chan said with a sneer, with a arrogant look in his eyes, as if he had regarded the small black cauldron as his trophy.
The air was filled with the nauseating smell of blood. The blood clouds rolled and dozens of huge monsters grew out, waving all kinds of weird weapons and killing Ye Changsheng.
"Whoosh!"
A small sword flew out of Ye Changsheng's sleeve and turned into purple light, strangling those monsters in the blink of an eye.
But after being strangled, those monsters immediately grew again, seemingly endlessly.
"This Blood Spirit Technique is indeed a top-notch technique!" Ye Changsheng said with emotion as he looked at the endless monsters around him.
He stretched out his hand and took back the magic weapon.
I just used a small sword to strangle those vampires. After touching the blood mist, this magic weapon has a tendency to be defiled.
This blood cloud cannot be attacked with magical weapons at all. Once touched, it will contaminate the magical weapons.
Blood Spirit Dafa is indeed difficult to deal with!
"Do you think this is over?"
Wang Chan sat in the air, kneading magic formulas with his hands, and continuously spawned vampires.
The magic formula in his hand changed, and in an instant, pitch-black skulls flew out of the bloody world.
Those dark skulls opened their mouths, and dozens of thick black light beams shot towards Ye Changsheng from all directions.
A sneer appeared on Ye Changsheng's face. He did not use the small black cauldron to defend himself, but instead his body glowed with silver light.
"Bang! Bang! Bang..."
The sound of impact continued, and dense black beams of light rushed towards Ye Changsheng, but they were all bounced away by the silver light.
"What kind of magical power is this?!"
Wang Chan was sitting in the air and was shocked when he saw this scene, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Putting away the magical weapon, Ye Changsheng gave up on strangling the vampires and allowed them to swarm up and claw at his body.
The silver armor protected him from top to bottom, making it airtight. Neither skulls nor vampires could attack him.
Ye Changsheng no longer used magic weapons to contend with Wang Chan's Blood Spirit Technique. He was covered in silver light, looked at Wang Chan coldly, and rushed directly in the direction where Wang Chan was sitting cross-legged.