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While Immortal Emperor Shang Long's thoughts raced, Yi Yan's battle with the three people from the Heavenly Gan Sect was also in full swing.

After another one was killed by Yi Yan, the leading Mahayana Period cultivator finally could not hold it in anymore. When Yi Yan once again placed his target on the last tribulation level expert, the Mahayana Period expert gritted his teeth, pushed the Genuine Elemental Energy to its limit, held onto the Immortal Sword and heavily slashed at Yi Yan's back!

He intended to receive the effect of surrounding Wei and saving Zhao.

He firmly believed that Yi Yan would definitely give up his attack on his own people. Being hit by a Immortal Sword was not all talk, he did not believe that Yi Yan would take the risk of being heavily injured in order to kill his comrades.

However, he was wrong.

Perhaps, if he could see the trace of ridicule on the corner of Yi Yan's mouth, his confidence would not be so firm.

< p > Closer and closer!

Immortal Sword is less than three meters away from Yi Yan's back!

Even though he would be slightly slower than Yi Yan, he had enough confidence that he could chop off the Immortal Sword s that Yi Yan had killed at the same time as he himself!

Using a fellow Junior Brother of the Tribulation Realm to exchange for an early stage [Body Fusion] Yi Yan, in the eyes of this Mahayana Period expert, was completely worth it.

Finally, under the fearful eyes of the tribulation stage cultivator, Yi Yan's left hand fiercely stabbed into his dantian.

At the same time, the Immortal Sword behind him had already arrived at a distance less than a foot away from Yi Yan!

Based on the current situation, it was too late for Yi Yan to dodge!

The Tianqian Sect expert's eyes already revealed a hint of unconcealable joy. From his point of view, Yi Yan, who was only an inch away from the Immortal Sword, was unable to escape this calamity!

Just when the Tianqian Sect expert thought that Yi Yan was about to die under his sword, Yi Yan, who had taken out his opponent's Nascent Infant, did not stop at all. His right leg that was filled with true essence was lifted up like a viper and heavily smashed into the Immortal Sword's sword blade.

After being hit by such a powerful force, the Heavenly Marks Sect's expert couldn't help but take the Immortal Sword in his hand and slanted it to the left.

Borrowing the backlash from the Immortal Sword, Yi Yan's body suddenly turned left. The Nascent Infant in his hand was flung out by Yi Yan, colliding directly onto the tip of the Immortal Sword's sword, and was pierced by the sharp sword tip. Puchi!

This cultivator, who was in the stage of tribulation, would never have imagined that he would actually die at the hands of a fellow senior brother or die under the sword of a sect treasure.

Even the Tianqian Sect expert who was gripping his sword didn't expect that Yi Yan would actually use such a method to dodge his attack. Looking at the Nascent Infant hanging on the tip of his sword, he was actually in a daze for a moment.

At this time, Yi Yan had already completely turned around, and was standing opposite of an expert in Tianqian Sect.

A trace of a disdainful smile surfaced at the corner of Yi Yan's mouth, "I already said, just you two aren't worthy to be my opponent, not even a sneak attack."

The Tianqian Sect expert grit his teeth in anger. But since several of his allies and junior brothers had already fallen at the hands of the other party, even if he was unwilling, so what?

However, he had the intention but not the strength.

Yi Yan didn't care about his anger in the slightest, and continued to speak with a smile: "Looking at your earlier attack, you seem to be more skilled in close combat! Well, well, I'll give you a chance. Right, this sword is not bad, I assume that your Tianqian Sect doesn't have many Immortal Artifact, right? "Since you've brought it here from a distance, I won't be rude."

Although he said that, Yi Yan didn't seem to have any intention of fighting in close quarters with the opponent. It would be stupid for Yi Yan to go all out against him even though he clearly knew his opponent's strength.

Although it was not a problem for Yi Yan to take care of him, but it was still a waste of time. He had been delayed here for too long, so he decided to send him off quickly.

Just as he was about to wave his sword and move forward, he saw Yi Yan's figure suddenly flying backwards rapidly. At the same time, Spirit Arts appeared in his hands, forming a simple and unadorned pattern in the air.

He could feel the powerful might emitted from the strange pattern, and even with his Mahayana Period, he couldn't help but feel his scalp go numb.

It was just the beginning, yet he already possessed such power. If Yi Yan could complete this Handprint Technique, would he not be able to do anything?

Unfortunately, it was already too late. The moment he got angry, he had already cut off his last chance.

At the same time he flew up, the Spiritual Art in the air was also completed.

Yi Yan shouted loudly: "Vajra Evil Subduing Spell, stack five times!"

The Spirit Arts descended from the sky with a speed that left no time for anyone to react, and heavily smashed onto the head of a Tianqian Sect expert.

< p > "What kind of Spirit Arts is this? It was actually this powerful! Why have I never heard of it before? "

This was the last thought of this Mahayana Period expert in this world. With an earth-shattering explosion, the soul of a Mahayana Period expert who was about to ascend to the Immortal Realm, and achieved his thousand years of wish, shattered into pieces.

Yi Yan leisurely walked forward and casually put away the low-ranked Immortal Sword that he had left behind. When he tried to look for more spoils of war, he realized that the other party's Spiritual Armor, Storage Ring and other items had already been completely destroyed by the Vajra Evil Subduing Spell's powerful might.

Yi Yan softly shook his head as he muttered to himself, "Am I making a big fuss over nothing? The Storage Ring in his hands flew off just like that, what a pity! "

Yi Yan shook his head, tossed aside his thoughts of regret, and turned to walk towards the leftmost door.

After taking care of a few inconspicuous obstructing thieves, Yi Yan could finally officially begin to enter the core of the Immortal Pavilion.

The instant that Tianqian Sect expert was blasted into ashes, Han Qi, who was seated cross-legged outside the Immortal Pavilion, suddenly opened his eyes with shock in his eyes.

He muttered to himself, "How is this possible? How was this possible?! The opponent was merely an early stage Body Fusion cultivator. With the strength of the seven of them, how could they possibly take him down? Could it be … those little brats from Herba Fang Sect had made their move as well? No, that can't be. They know that we are outside of the Immortal Pavilion, so how could they dare to openly oppose my Tianqian Sect? Furthermore, with their strength, even a sneak attack would not be enough to defeat them, and would end up like this so quickly. "

Just as Han Qi was at a loss for words, the Five Calamity Rogue Immortal, who was meditating at the side, suddenly opened his eyes. He glanced at Han Qi in displeasure and reproached, "Han Qi, why have you lost control of yourself like this? Don't forget, you are an elder of the Tianqian Sect! "

Han Qi regained his senses and hurriedly bowed to the Five Calamity Rogue Immortal as he explained: "Reporting to Martial Uncle Kuang Rong, just now, the souls of the several Martial Nephew s in the sect who had entered the Immortal Pavilion were all destroyed. This disciple was unable to figure out the reason, and thus lost his composure.

The Five Tribulations Loose Immortal called Kuang Rong was also shocked when he heard this and he cried out involuntarily, "What? You mean they're all dead? "

After the initial surprise, Kuang Rong's face quickly darkened.

After lowering his head and pondering for a moment, Kuang Rong raised his head, but his face was already fierce: "No matter how this situation unfolds, at least we know that it was caused by that little fellow called Yi Yan. So, he must die! "

Han Qi thoughtfully nodded his head, agreeing deeply with Kuang Rong's words.

He no longer spoke and sat down cross-legged. However, the killing intent that flashed in his eyes from time to time clearly showed that he was no longer as calm as before.

In the heart of the Immortal Pavilion, Immortal Monarch Shang Long was momentarily dumbstruck when he saw the inexhaustible power of the five layers of Vajra Evil Subduing Spell.

He suddenly realized that this little guy that he had been paying attention to was not as simple as it seemed. It seemed that there were some secrets on him that he had not seen through.

He's on the road to soul refining. Maybe I can do something …

The Immortal Monarch Shang Long muttered to himself.

After saying that, his figure flashed and he had already left the place.

The moment he stepped into the door, Yi Yan only felt the space in front of him shake as all sorts of strange sights whizzed past him, as though they were riding on a Transfer Array.

However, this situation did not last long. After a few breaths of time, Yi Yan had arrived at a strange space.

Suspended in a field of strange colors, Yi Yan tightly furrowed his brows.

The space here was the same as the universe space, there was basically no difference between the top and bottom. The scenery in all four directions had no pattern, and seemed to be constantly changing, but when Yi Yan looked carefully, he realized that there was nothing there, it was just a void.

Just as Yi Yan was astonished, the sky suddenly flipped and a streak of golden light suddenly appeared right in front of him from afar.

Four shining, dark golden words floated above the golden light, striking with its words: "The path of soul refinement."

"The road to soul refining?"

Yi Yan's eyes slightly narrowed as he took a step forward, and his eyes fell on the golden light that was flickering around him.

Yi Yan's foot landed on the ground, and before he could steady himself, a sharp stream of soul energy shot into Yi Yan's Sea of Consciousness.

Yi Yan was startled, he anxiously controlled the gray Qi from the Soul Devouring Bead and blocked the incoming soul force.

As the two sides made contact, Yi Yan's hanging heart finally relaxed.

The strength of this soul attack was roughly equivalent to an early stage Body Fusion expert. With Yi Yan's early Golden Immortal cultivation level, he could at most feel a moment of dizziness, but was still far from being able to harm him.

However, this also made Yi Yan a little wary: his own strength was at the early stage of [Body Fusion], and the strength of his soul attack was exactly the same.

If it wasn't for the fact that his cultivation was high enough and he had a treasure like the Soul Devouring Bead to protect the soul droplets, if it were an ordinary cultivator in the early stage of the Body Fusion stage, it would have been unavoidable for his soul to be damaged if he hadn't been caught off guard.

With a thought, Yi Yan staggered and almost fell to the ground. At the same time, he used the Genuine Elemental Energy s to turn his face deathly pale, and then bit the tip of his tongue, allowing a line of blood to seep out of the corner of his mouth. He pretended to look as if he was severely injured.

Watching Yi Yan, who was on the road of soul refinement, stagger forward with great difficulty, the Immortal Monarch Shang Long, who was in the core of his Immortal Pavilion, revealed a satisfied smile on his face.

He did not want to see a completely unharmed Yi Yan appear in front of him in a state of damaged mind.

The celestial sword was less than three meters away from Yi Yan's back!

While carefully releasing the Immortal Consciousness to observe the surrounding changes.

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