The Heavenly Emperor's Sword was held tightly by Ye Yan, and he immediately used the "sword to the sky" martial skill. The sword light flashed with awe-inspiring sword aura, and a chilling aura filled the air.
This sword completely shot up into the sky, directly cutting through all the defenses of Qi Changqiang, and then landed on his head.
Qi Changqiang's face turned pale. He wanted to resist, but it was too late.
The sword fell and his head flew up.
Bang!
A voice sounded, and he no longer had any chance of life.
Until his death, he never thought about it, that his cultivation in the second level of Danjie Realm actually died in the hands of a Qi Condensation Realm practitioner?
call out……
At this time, Qishan's expression was solemn. He had already been on guard and moved his feet directly towards the outside of the cave.
"Chase!"
Ye Yan's expression condensed, he shouted and the Ziyan Stone Lion chased after him.
But just as he stepped out of the cave, Ye Yan heard footsteps one after another.
Qi Dao and others are here!
Qi Shan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw everyone in the Qi family.
roar!
But at this moment, a harsh sound also sounded, and a purple light came quickly towards this place.
"Purple Flame Stone Lion!"
Qi Dao and the others clenched their teeth. They could feel the terror of such spiritual beasts. Although they had never appeared, the sound alone was almost comparable to that of Lingtai realm practitioners.
"This kid seems to have grown up in the mountains and forests, and he and this little purple-flamed stone lion killed Deacon Qi Changqiang and others!" Qi Shan said fiercely.
Hearing this, everyone was startled.
As for Qi Dao, his eyes also fell on Ye Yan. Even though he was unwilling to do so, he could only look at Granny Hua and others and said: "Let's go, retreat quickly!"
"We missed it by a hair!" Ye Yan sighed as he watched the Qi family leave. If he had been just one minute faster, he could have killed Qi Shan.
But now he doesn't dare to stay here for too long. Although he can control this little purple-colored stone lion, if the real purple-colored stone lion comes, he will only die.
"Little guy, thanks to you this time, I have unlocked the beast-control talisman from you and you are free again. However, I, Ye Yan, owe you a favor. If we have a chance to meet you in the future, I will definitely repay you!
"
After finishing his words, Ye Yan suddenly moved and flew towards the distance.
Wow!
After Ye Yan left, there was a roar in the Cangyun Mountains.
The birth of the spiritual weapon caused many cultivators in Cangyun City to fight for it, and also caused a shock among the spiritual beasts in the mountain forest.
This night is destined to be restless.
But Ye Yan has now returned to the Ye family under night!
call!
When he returned to Ye's house, Ye Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
"The ninth level of Qi Condensation Realm is comparable to the soul power of the eighth level of Qi Condensation Realm. Now you can fight even if you encounter the first level of Dan Formation Realm!" Ye Yan secretly thought in his heart. The gap in realm is difficult to bridge even if it is only one level, let alone one.
Huge realm?
To outsiders, even ten practitioners at the ninth level of Qi Condensation Realm would find it difficult to compete with one person at the first level of Dan Formation Realm.
However, because of Ye Yan's Cultivation Emperor Art, every time he devours a weapon, the meridians, bones, internal organs, etc. in his body are tempered, so his physical body is not weaker than that of the beasts.
And under the golden Dantian, his spiritual power is extremely pure, so he can achieve this step.
If outsiders knew about it, they would be shocked.
After all, how many people in this world can fight across realms?
But Ye Yan knew in his heart that this level of power was not enough. Qishan's realm had reached the second level of pill formation.
Fortunately, the gap between the two is getting smaller and smaller!
Moreover, although there are only more than ten days left before the Cangyun battle, there is still some time to prepare.
"Um...is there anywhere else in Cangyun City that has spiritual weapons?"
"It's okay within the empire!"
Ye Yan immediately transmitted a message to the sword, and he felt that this woman seemed to have the ability to sense weapons from all directions.
"I don't know!"
The woman in the sword spoke.
Don’t know?
This made Ye Yan sigh.
Now that he has reached this level, it is useless to swallow ordinary spiritual weapons if he wants to quickly improve his realm, unless they are high-level spiritual weapons or even holy weapons! Unfortunately, no matter which one they are, they are extremely rare and hard to come by.
"You can only practice step by step!" Ye Yan murmured.
There is no shortcut when it comes to cultivating a profession.
Only by practicing hard every day can we make our foundation more solid.
This is what Ye Xiaotian taught him. Now Ye Yan also keeps this in mind and then immerses himself in cultivation.
And under this night, the Qi family was filled with condensation.
In the past few days, it can be said that the Qi family has been really in bad luck.
Qi Dao first lost his son Qi Shui, and then a lot of young men from the Qi family died. Now, not only did he not get the spiritual weapon, but he also lost Qi Changqiang and others.
This made him extremely angry!
"Damn it, if I know who that person is, I will cut him into pieces!"
If it weren't for the person who suddenly killed him, the Qi family wouldn't be like this.
But according to what Qi Shan said, the man seemed to be able to communicate with the beast tribe, and he should have grown up in the mountains and forests. This revenge... seemed impossible to avenge. After all, the Purple Flame Stone Lion existed, how could they start a fight?
"Master Qi, it's better to prepare well for the Cangyun War, so as not to cause any problems then!" Granny Hua said, feeling a little dissatisfied with the Qi family's series of actions in the past few days.
Hearing this, Qi Dao nodded: "With my son Qi Shan here, there will never be any problems!"
Although Grandma Hua was a little doubtful about Qi Dao's ability, she still nodded when she looked at Qi Shan.
Qishan has reached the second level of Dan Formation!
Among the younger generation of Cangyun City at this level, besides the city lord's palace, what other forces can rival them?
Enough to sweep away all the teenagers!
"Ye family!"
The corners of Granny Hua's mouth curved.
In this Cangyun battle, Ye Xiaotian's name must be erased, and the Ye family must be destroyed!
Ye Yan must die too!
"No one can affect the reputations of Miss Feiyue and Feixue. If the Qi family really fails by then, there will be others this time." Granny Hua thought to herself.
The Yun family is extremely determined this time!
"At that time, I will let everyone in the city see the tragic end of the Ye family. As long as Ye Xiaotian's name is erased, it will be recorded in the history books that he is not the hero he once was."
Isn’t it the Yun family that has the final say on how the history books want to be written?
As soon as she thought like this, Granny Hua's expression became colder and colder.
At this time, in the Ye family, Ye Yan was still practicing.
He can't waste any time!
Only strength can solve everything.
…………
Several days passed completely like this.
In the Ye family's courtyard belonging to Ye Yan, Ye Yan's expression suddenly opened, and the buzzing of the soul pill caused his soul power to completely break through.
"A soul power comparable to the ninth level of Qi Condensation!" Ye Yan said secretly.
After these few days of training, Ye Yan not only achieved a breakthrough in soul power, but now he was able to condense several runes.
"Wind Talisman!"
Ye Yan shouted, and then his soul power turned into a wind talisman, and the strong wind howled. If it fell on him, it would increase his speed by a few points.
"Thunder Talisman!"
Ye Yan said again, and immediately his soul power transformed into a thunder talisman.
The runes kept roaring, and thunder and lightning fell.
"Mist Talisman!"
The next moment, a thick mist erupted from the runes, obscuring the sight...