With three consecutive waves of attacks just now, Ye Xiaofan almost drained all the spiritual power in his body, if he hadn't seen his fireball technique have such a restrained effect on that demonic qi just now, he wouldn't have dared to gamble like this, after all, it was a spell performed by the Great Cultivator of the Yuan Infant Stage, fortunately, Yan Tianxing only controlled Wu Yang's body, if he was facing the real Yan Tianxing, let alone himself, even ten thousand of himself was not his opponent, and the gap in the realm was the heavenly gully.

"Xiaofan, what's wrong with you?" Shi Yunshan stopped, looked back at Ye Xiaofan, and saw him sitting on the ground, his face was pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, he was suddenly startled, and hurriedly came to Ye Xiaofan's side, and asked eagerly.

"It's okay, it's just that the old injury has recurred, and the spiritual power has been excessively consumed, and it's okay to rest for a while. Ye Xiaofan saw that his senior brother cared about him so much, his heart warmed, and he said to him with a smile.

"It's okay. Shi Yunshan said, but soon, his face showed a strange look again, and he asked Ye Xiaofan: "Xiaofan, your mana is no longer good, so you were still shouting that the devil was killed just now?"

"Lie to him. Ye Xiaofan smiled slyly.

"I didn't expect you to lie to people, Xiaofan. Shi Yunshan muttered, and then said to Ye Xiaofan: "Then do we have to find a place to hide now? What if that demon kills a horse pistol?"

"Don't worry, senior brother, if my guess is correct, then the demon should be injured a lot now, we burned him so much demonic energy, and he didn't recover so quickly, not to mention that we will be teleported out soon, so let's recover well here." Ye Xiaofan replied.

"Okay!" Shi Yunshan thought for a while, and sat down cross-legged not far from Ye Xiaofan, but he didn't breathe, but kept staring at Ye Xiaofan, he found that he couldn't understand his junior brother a little, and he didn't usually see him fight with others, they all learned from each other, and there was nothing special about it, why did he seem to be a master with extremely rich combat experience when he fought with Wuyang just now?

Ye Xiaofan has now begun to breathe, silently using Xuan Gong, quickly recovering the consumed spiritual power, and not caring at all that Shi Yunshan is staring at him.

Ye Xiaofan and Shi Yunshan just sat there, and Wu Yang never appeared again. Finally, thirty days passed, and a strange force enveloped Ye Xiaofan and Shi Yunshan, pulling them into the air quickly, and then disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye, and it was suddenly dark in front of them, and at the same time, a feeling of dizziness came, and after a while, the two of them only felt that the light appeared again in front of them, and their feet stepped on the ground again.

"Huh, why are there only three people, why didn't the others come out together?"

"Hey, how did Ye Xiaofan appear here!"

"What's going on?"

Ye Xiaofan shook his head, expelled the feeling of dizziness on his head, and when he looked around, he found that there were three elders here, all staring at him strangely.

Ye Xiaofan glanced at them, then looked to the side, and saw that Wu Yang was not far from him, and immediately shouted at Wu Yang, and said, "Devil, see where you go this time!"

Ye Xiaofan shouted, his hands were already pinched, and a fireball instantly condensed in his hand, and then smashed towards Wuyang fiercely.

At the same time, Shi Yunshan also pinched the trick with both hands, and in a flash of white light in his hand, he performed the Ice Needle Technique, and also shot towards Wuyang.

"Ye Xiaofan, you are looking for death!" Wu Yang shouted angrily, with a wave of his sleeves, a black wind blew, his fireball was extinguished instantly, and then his other hand pressed forward, and in a flash of light, Shi Yunshan's ice needle technique was crushed by his palm!

"Demon Skill!" The three elders of the Qingyun Sect who were around saw at a glance that the spell cast by Wu Yang was not the practice of his own sect at all, but the method of the Demon Dao that was spurned by the world, and they were immediately shocked one by one, how could the disciples of their Qingyun Sect cultivate Demon Skill?

"Three senior uncles, Wuyang has been taken away by the big devil Yan Tianxing, and our senior brothers were all assassinated by him in the Divine Demon Ridge, leaving only me and Xiaofan!" Shi Yunshan shouted loudly to the three elders next to him at this moment.

"What!" The three elders were completely furious, and some elders shouted at Wu Yang: "Devil, if I don't break your body into ten thousand pieces, it will be difficult to solve the hatred in my heart!"

After Ye Xiaofan struck a blow, he grabbed Shiyun Mountain and retreated quickly, and when he arrived here, the battle outside was not something that they little monks could participate in.

"Ye Xiaofan, where are you escaping!" Wu Yang shouted, not caring about the Qingyun Sect elder who came towards him, but rushed towards Ye Xiaofan, wanting to capture Ye Xiaofan, or directly kill Ye Xiaofan.

"Get out!" The elder of the Qingyun Sect was in the middle of Ye Xiaofan and Wu Yang in a blink of an eye, but Wu Yang didn't look at the elder at all, but with a wave of his big sleeves, several pitch-black wind blades flew out of his sleeves, at this moment, Wu Yang's cultivation rose rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he rose from the eighth layer of condensation to the ninth layer of condensation, and then from the ninth layer of condensation to the early stage of foundation building, in the blink of an eye, from the early stage of foundation building to the middle stage of foundation building, and then the late stage, the late stage of the Great Perfection realm, and then the realm broke through again and was raised to the level of the early stage of Jindan.

The elder who was in front of him was directly hit by the seven or eight wind blades, and he didn't have the slightest resistance at all, each wind blade passed through his body, and even his head was split in half under a wind blade, the scene was extremely cruel and bloody, and the elder died on the spot.

"Haha!" Wu Yang laughed, rampant. "In the middle of foundation building, the garbage dares to be a car, and I don't know whether I am alive or dead!"

"Elder Rain!" Seeing this, the remaining two elders were immediately dumbfounded, all this happened too fast, there was no time to help, and besides, the demon was too powerful, even if they went together, they might not be his opponents.

"Open the battle!" One of the elders did not know when a cyan token appeared in his hand, and at the same time a mouthful of blood sprayed on the token; the other elder saw this, the brilliance in his hand flashed, and a token also appeared, but this token was yellow, after the token was taken out, the elder bit the tip of his tongue, and squirted out a mouthful of essence blood on the yellow token, after doing this, the two of them threw the token into the sky at the same time, and suddenly, the two tokens shone brightly, one exuded green light, and the other exuded yellow light, which was extremely dazzling.

At this moment, all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect were alarmed, and even some of the elders who were in retreat were alarmed, and they all walked out of the room or cave mansion they were in as soon as possible, and came towards the entrance of the Divine Demon Ridge.

In the green and yellow light, the sky suddenly lit up, and a layer of colorful light curtain suddenly appeared, spanning the heavens and the earth, which was the peerless guardian array of the Qingyun Sect.

With the incantation in the mouths of the two elders, in the colorful light curtain that appeared at a glance, two colorful lights suddenly shot out and disappeared into the blue and yellow light, and then, the blue and yellow light dissipated, and was replaced by a small cyan and yellow sword, roughly counting, no less than a thousand swords!

The appearance of these thousand small swords is complicated, but the time of formation is only a breath of work.

"Seal the heavens and Jedi, trap the immortals and slay the demons, Qingyun kills the formation, kill this fang!" The two elders shouted, and pointed at Wuyang one after another, and suddenly, a thousand swords in the sky hummed, falling towards Wuyang like falling rain.

Wu Yang's footsteps were abrupt at this moment, he glanced up at the sky, and then looked at Ye Xiaofan, who was still running for his life, and said: "Ye Xiaofan, this seat can't kill you today, and you will die in the hands of this seat in the future......!"

The sword rain fell, piercing Wu Yang's body in an instant, and a cloud of demonic qi gushed out from his body, and it was also wiped out by the sword rain.