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Chapter 1355

Words:1836Update:22/09/07 00:05:00

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The original plan was to catch all the Flying Rakshasa cultivators in one fell swoop. They had to surround at least three Severed Soul Stage cultivators. If one or two Severed Soul Stage cultivators escaped, it wouldn't be a big deal, but the result was quite surprising.

The leader, Ye Luan, was extremely cunning. She was the first to escape in the chaos, completely disregarding the safety of her subordinates. Encountering such a change, Yi Tian made a prompt decision. After sending a voice transmission to Mammy Yang and Yan Tong, he chased after Ye Luan.

As for the rest of the people, with the help of the large array, it was only a matter of time before they could wipe out the invading cultivators.

As for the task of chasing after Ye Luan who escaped, it naturally fell on him. Yi Tian was also happy to be free. In a one-on-one fight, he could use his strength freely. It was better than being restrained in front of so many demonic cultivators.

After chasing after Ye Luan with all his strength, the two began to fight in the sky. Unexpectedly, Ye Luan was eager to escape. She directly used the blood sacrifice spell. Her body grew rapidly, and even her strength was promoted to the peak of the Severed Soul Stage.

Yi Tian didn't show any weakness. The two didn't hold back at all. With one move, they turned the surrounding 100 miles into a hellish battlefield.

In the face of Ye Luan, whose cultivation had soared, Yi Tian also cried out bitterly in his heart. After the exchange of blows earlier, he could only feel the Qi and blood in his body churning. It was only after a long while that he was able to completely disperse the force that was transmitted from the other party's twin swords.

He did not expect that his Fiery Demon Body would still be weaker than Ye Luan in a full-powered attack. Fortunately, his foundation was not bad. Moreover, he had controlled the Heavenly Curses Demonic Bell and cooperated with the Seven Deadly Demonic Sounds to attack Ye Luan, which directly affected his spiritual power.

At this time, Ye Luan in front of him was even more surprised. She looked at them maliciously and shouted, "I didn't expect you to set up an ambush. After I leave, I will definitely report to the clan. When the army reinforcements arrive, I will crush you to ashes to vent my heartache."

"Anyone can talk big. Fellow Daoist, you should be more concerned about your own safety. Whether or not you'll be able to leave today is still unknown," Yi Tian retorted.

"Is that so? Perhaps you haven't seen my full strength." After saying that, Ye Luan took out a medicinal pill and placed it in her mouth before swallowing it. Next, the blood energy in her entire body began to fluctuate violently and traces of blood red faintly appeared on her skin.

Yi Tian opened his eyes and found that after the blood mist around the man's body, the man's cultivation had increased again, almost surpassing the highest limit of the Severed Soul Stage.

After his pupils condensed, he directly saw through the skin of Ye Zhi's body. He saw that the spirit force inside the meridians was quickly circulating, compressing the true essence and transferring it from the palms of his hands to the dual blades.

A move like this that drained one's spiritual energy could only be used once. As long as he could withstand this full force attack, he would be able to drag his opponent to death. Also, consuming essence blood like this would inevitably result in a violent backlash. Seeing that the other party wanted to attack, Yi Tian took out the Purple Flame Wind Thunder Fan and held it in his hand.

The astral winds in the surroundings had yet to completely disperse from the collision just now. Suddenly, with Yi Tian as the center, several astral winds of spiritual pressure were stirred up.

Immediately after, the sound waves spread out once again. Yi Tian chanted the Seven Demonic Tunes, forming a sound wave barrier in a radius of 200 feet around him.

After Ye Luan looked around, her expression became ugly. It was clear that the sound wave barrier was not simple. After bouncing away the astral winds, it formed a domain.

However, the arrow had to be shot. After Ye Luan used her move, her figure flashed and disappeared from her original position. In an instant, two similar figures appeared on both sides of Yi Tian. They each held a sword and slashed at his ribs.

When Yi Tian saw this, he was not shocked. Instead, he was happy. He had experienced this move last time. Originally, he was afraid that if they fought head-on, both sides would suffer.

However, when he saw this, he smiled and placed the Cursed Devil Bell above his head without hesitation. Then, he waved the Purple Flame Wind Thunder Fan a few times. Suddenly, a purple flame flew out from the fan and wrapped around him.

When the two swords hit the purple flame barrier, they were stuck and could not move at all. At the same time, the purple spirit flame went against the flow of the swords and ignited Ye Luan's arm.

Ye Luan's original body and avatar screamed at the same time. Ye Luan revealed a terrified expression and shouted, "What kind of flame is this? It can't be extinguished."

After three breaths, the purple flame burned her arm. The remaining flame directly invaded Ye Luan's meridians and blocked the circulation of her spirit force.

There were two crisp cracking sounds. Ye Luan broke one of her arms on the spot and pushed it away. The original body and avatar each lost an arm. Later, they merged back together and became complete again.

However, at this time, Ye Luan's chest was violently heaving up and down. Her spirit force fluctuations were also weaker than before.

Ye Luan gasped and shouted, "This is not the Flaming Prison Devil Clan's cultivation method. It is not the spirit fire that the Devil Realm should have. Who are you?"

Yi Tian's face did not show any expression, but he was stunned. He did not expect that his identity would be discovered. Although Ye Luan was not sure of his true identity, she was already suspicious.

A trace of killing intent appeared in his eyes. This was the first time someone had seen through him after he came to the Devil Realm. Naturally, he could not let Ye Luan go. Otherwise, his trip to the Devil Realm would be ruined.

After thinking about it, he said coldly, "This is the Ice Essence Flame that I obtained from the Glass Flame Ice Cave. A frog at the bottom of a well like you is fortunate enough to see the essence of the Flaming Prison Devil Clan. Unfortunately, your good luck ends today. In your next life, remember to be discerning and don't provoke people you shouldn't provoke. "

After speaking, the purple flame coefficient on his body returned to the wind and thunder fan. Then, Yi Tian shook the fan again and flashed several sparks towards Ye Luan.

Ye Luan's figure flashed and was about to push away. However, when he flew to the boundary of the sound wave boundary, his whole body trembled and then his movements slowed down by more than 50%.

The purple sparks were released later but arrived first. When they landed on Ye Luan's body, they ignited his entire body with a 'bang'. Under the double attack of the Seven Despair Demonic Sound and the purple thunder flame, Ye Luan could not get out of the boundary. At the same time, the purple flames on his body burned him up. After three breaths, he finally screamed miserably, "You are not a cultivator of the Devil Realm. You are a foreign cultivator."

Unfortunately, this place had already been cleared. The Flaming Prison Devil Clan army within a thousand miles had already evacuated. And it was five to six hundred miles away from the ambush place in the valley. Even if Ye Luan saw through his identity at this moment, he could not pass the message to a third person.

After the purple flames had refined Ye Luan alive, the storage ring on his hand had also been burnt to the point of bursting open. All the materials stored inside flew out, and Yi Tian quickly retracted his purple lightning flames.

However, when he scanned with his spiritual will, nearly 20% of the materials had been destroyed by the high temperature of the purple flames. Fortunately, as a cultivator stationed in the Devil Spine Mountain Range, Ye Luan had collected many spoils of war over the years. Even if 20% was gone, there were still many good things left.

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