Chapter 377 The Final Leap

"Young Master Zhang."

"Has your Nascent Soul recovered?"

Xia Yubing was held in Zhang Yan's arms and asked curiously.

"It's getting better."

"The Golden Bodhi helped me repair my Nascent Soul and healed my Dao injuries."

"But to fully recover, it will take at least a year to nurture."

Zhang Yan replied.

The three-color spirit ring in his Dantian is still in the state of just being healed.

Compared to the three-color spirit ring at its peak, it is like the difference between the stars and the bright moon.

So his strength has not been fully recovered.

It is still difficult to face a genius like Ran Yijun who has a nine-turn Nascent Soul.

But it's okay.

The Golden Bodhi, at least fell into the hands of the two.

"Want to escape."

"Can you escape?"

At this time, a purple-blue treasure umbrella suddenly appeared in front of the two.

The treasure umbrella rotated, and Ran Yijun's figure appeared from it.

"Catch up."

Zhang Yan and Xia Yubing looked at each other with solemn faces.

Zhang Yan had already pushed the virtual lightning to the extreme, but Ran Yijun was a real strong man comparable to the peak of the Dharma Realm, and with the fifth-level top-grade treasure umbrella.

He still caught up.

"Exquisite and dark night!"

Ran Yijun's eyes were full of murderous intent, and the treasure umbrella in his hand disappeared into the void.

The various crystals on the umbrella surface shot out and turned into various magic weapons.

There were knives, guns, axes, swords, etc., emitting a terrifying murderous aura.

The treasure umbrella extended to a size of a hundred feet, covering the sky and the sun, covering Zhang Yan and Xia Yubing.

Swish!

The treasure umbrella unfolded, and various magic weapons attacked Zhang Yan.

Each magic weapon was enough to kill a late Dharma Realm, extremely powerful.

Zhang Yan held the Kuiniu True Eye in his hand and frantically urged the Kuiniu Origin.

The thunder around him was blazing, protecting himself and Xia Yubing.

Boom!

A ten-foot-long bronze sword, with bronze shards, slashed towards Zhang Yan, and thunder surged to eliminate the killing power in it.

The violent thunder touched the bronze sword.

A layer of rotten copper rust broke off from the bronze sword, and it actually forcibly isolated the thunder.

The bronze sword itself continued to slash towards Zhang Yan!

"Be careful!"

Xia Yubing exclaimed.

Swish!

Zhang Yan's body became ethereal and moved ten feet horizontally, but his body was still rubbed by the bronze. A hideous wound appeared on his right hand, with blood and flesh flying, deep into the bone.

If it weren't for the previous body training in the Red Chi Blood River.

Zhang Yan's Dao body reached the peak of the Dharma Realm in advance.

This sword can cut off Zhang Yan's right hand!

"Palm Edge Thunder!"

Anger appeared in Zhang Yan's eyes, and he activated the Kuiniu True Eye.

Ang!

A hundred feet in size, with lightning all over its body, and only one eye, Kui Niu stepped on the void and appeared in the starry sky.

A breath of a prehistoric beast spread, and the shadow of Kui Niu raised its head and used its fierce horns to hit the bronze sword.

Crack!

The bronze sword was directly smashed by the horns.

Although the grade of Kui Niu's true eye is not as good as Ran Yijun's Thousand Machines Linglong Umbrella.

But it is made of Kui Niu's single eye.

In terms of power, it is not much worse than the Thousand Machines Linglong Umbrella.

"Hmph!"

"Dare to resist?"

Ran Yijun watched this scene and snorted coldly.

Whoosh!

Under the Linglong Umbrella, a twenty-foot-long silver-white spear pierced through the power of heaven and earth, wrapped in dazzling silver light, and shot towards Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan's face was extremely ugly.

The mana in the dantian was madly injected into the Kui Niu's true eye.

Ang!

The shadow of Kui Niu looked up to the sky, and a brilliant blue-purple lightning burst out from its single eye.

Boom!

The thunder and the silver-white spear collided, and the two kinds of spiritual light swept through the void like a tidal wave.

"Young Pavilion Master Zhang is still at the peak of the Nascent Soul."

"His strength is extremely close to the peak of the Dharma Realm!"

Xia Yubing was in the battlefield and felt it most clearly.

Zhang Yan's cultivation was three small realms lower than Ran Yijun, and one big realm short.

But he was able to deal with Ran Yijun with the help of Kui Niu's true eye.

Xia Yubing admired him very much.

Swish!

The world was shrouded in dazzling lightning, but Xia Yubing suddenly heard a sound of flesh and blood being torn apart.

"Hum!"

Then she heard Zhang Yan groaning, and his broad chest was trembling slightly.

When the lightning light dimmed slightly.

Xia Yubing saw that a terrifying blood hole the size of her fist appeared on Zhang Yan's right abdomen!

There was also a silver-white light that blocked the healing of flesh and blood.

Blood flowed for a while, even staining Xia Yubing's blue dress.

"Young Master Zhang!"

Xia Yubing looked pale, looking at Zhang Yan, extremely worried.

"It's okay."

Zhang Yan shook his head and gritted his teeth.

The killing power of the silver-white spear just now was extremely terrifying, even piercing through the shadow of Kui Niu and injuring his body.

"You are about to die."

"You still want to pretend in front of your Taoist partner?"

Ran Yijun folded his hands and said contemptuously.

As soon as the voice fell.

A bloodstained forty-foot stone axe had appeared under the exquisite umbrella.

The blood on the axe had dried up, showing a dark blue color, emitting an ominous aura.

The aura emitted even reached the peak of the Dharma Realm.

This axe fell.

Even if Zhang Yan could resist, he would be stained by that ominous aura and his body would be destroyed.

Xia Yubing's eyes reflected the stone axe, and she felt a fatal danger.

"Miss Ran."

"I am willing to hand over the golden-patterned bodhi."

"I only ask you to spare our lives!"

Xia Yubing gritted her teeth and begged.

This Ran Yijun's strength was so strong that it was beyond her imagination.

Among the five major immortal sects, except Zhang Yan, there was no genius like Ran Yijun.

If Zhang Yan died in her hands.

Xia Yubing herself could not save the golden-patterned bodhi.

At that time, both the man and the divine object would be lost.

When the news came out, the Divine Weapon Pavilion would definitely cause trouble for the Qingyun Dao Sect.

Rather than seeing the worst situation, it is better to hand over the golden-patterned bodhi and save Zhang Yan's life.

Although she lost the opportunity to become a nine-turn Yuanying.

But at least when she returns to the outside world, Zhang Yan will remember this favor.

"Spare your lives?"

"Hand over the golden bodhi, and I can spare you."

"But he can't!"

Ran Yijun stretched out his white and tender fingers and pointed at Zhang Yan in the air, his voice full of murderous intent.

"Why can't he?"

Xia Yubing pursed her red lips, her clear eyes full of doubts.

"Because."

"He has a demon seed."

"If a genius like him grows up in my human race, it will naturally be a good thing."

"But if he becomes a slave of the demon clan, it will be the biggest stumbling block for my human race!"

Ran Yijun replied coldly.

"Demon clan? Demon seed?"

Xia Yubing looked confused.

The same was true for Zhang Yan.

He never knew what demon seed he had in his body, and he had no relationship with the demon clan.

But he reacted quickly.

After searching through the memories in his mind, he remembered.

"You mean."

"The black shadow in my Nascent Soul?"

Zhang Yan suddenly asked.

"Hehe."

"You are indeed colluding with the demons!"

"Although you are the human race of the Lost Land, this lady cannot sit idly by!"

"Today, I will kill the demons and defend the way!"

Ran Yijun sneered, and had already regarded Zhang Yan as a servant of the demons.

"So that's the demon seed."

From Ran Yijun's mouth, Zhang Yan finally knew the origin of the black shadow of the Nascent Soul.

"But this demon seed."

"When did it appear on me?"

Zhang Yan had another question in his mind.

Buzz!

The power of heaven and earth shook, and the blood-stained stone axe burst out with monstrous blood and chopped towards Zhang Yan.

A fatal threat lingered in his heart.

Even if Zhang Yan used all his strength to activate the Kuiniu True Eye, he would definitely not be able to resist it!

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"Luan'er is still waiting for me!"

"I can't die here!"

A fierce light appeared in Zhang Yan's eyes.

When rabbits are forced into a corner, they will bite people, let alone monks?

Last time, facing the great demon of the seventh realm, Zhang Yan had "died" once, and he would never repeat the same mistake!

Tsk!

In Zhang Yan's Dantian, the ten-turn Yuanying was entrenched, and the three-color spirit ring that had just glowed with brilliance suddenly burned at this moment.

A shocking force burst out!

The ten-turn Yuanying was originally the fortune of heaven and earth.

Now this power was completely burned by Zhang Yan, and the blessing it brought reached an incredible level.

"Young Pavilion Master Zhang, you..."

Xia Yubing looked at Zhang Yan, dumbfounded.

After practicing with Zhang Yan for so many days, she was very familiar with the breath of the three-color spirit ring.

The three-color spiritual light that emerged from Zhang Yan's body at this moment was clearly brought by the burning of the three-color spirit ring!

You know.

Zhang Yan and she went through many twists and turns before they got the golden pattern Bodhi, which revived Zhang Yan's three-color spirit ring.

But now, Zhang Yan cut off the foundation of the three-color spirit ring.

This battle, regardless of winning or losing.

From now on, Zhang Yan can only be a nine-turn Yuanying.

"If I die here."

"All is over!"

Zhang Yan replied expressionlessly.

Having completely cut off the path to the ten-turn Yuanying, it is impossible to say that Zhang Yan has no waves in his heart.

But now there is no turning back.

Then he can only let Ran Yijun pay the price!

With the three-color spiritual light on his body, the aura emitted by Zhang Yan has reached the peak of the Dharma Realm!

"Kui Niu True Eye!"

Zhang Yan shouted.

The Kui Niu True Eye in his hand merged into his Dao body.

Instead, the skin at his forehead tore and opened a blue eye.

The Kui Niu True Eye was completely integrated.

Zhang Yan only felt that the thunder around him had completely turned into his vassal.

At this moment, he was the supreme thunder master!

"Virtual Thunder Lightning!"

"Palm Edge Thunder!"

The thunder on Zhang Yan's body was compressed and condensed, turning into a thunder armor attached to his body.

Like a god descending to the world.

The destructive lightning raged in all directions.

It turned into a thunder palm of a hundred feet in size, grabbing the blood-stained stone axe!

Crack!

The blood-stained stone axe, comparable to the peak of the Dharma Realm, was grasped by the thunder palm, and the thunder burst out, and countless cracks spread in an instant.

The dark red bloodstains filled with ominous aura were directly submerged by the extremely yang and strong thunder.

Bang!

The next moment, the stone axe exploded directly.

In the sky full of rubble, Zhang Yan moved like the nine-day black thunder, grabbing towards Ran Yijun!

"How is it possible?"

Ran Yijun's face turned pale instantly.

Just now, Zhang Yan had no power to fight back in front of her.

Now Zhang Yan can fight back strongly.

She even felt that if she fell into the hand of thunder, she would really die!

"This is it."

"The ultimate leap of the ten-turn Yuanying?

Xia Yubing leaned on Zhang Yan's arms, enveloped by the nine-day black thunder, and her heart was in turmoil.

This peak explosion.

It is the most brilliant ultimate leap in the life of a ten-turn Yuanying.

After this leap, the ten-turn Yuanying will completely fall to the ninth turn.

But it will bring a shocking power that breaks the rules!

Zhang Yan reached the peak of the Yuanying and reached a combat power comparable to the peak of the Dharma Realm!

"Stop him! "

Ran Yijun activated the Thousand Machines Umbrella.

All kinds of magic weapons were thrown at Zhang Yan as if they were free.

This was not a real magic weapon, but a magic weapon restriction that was comparable to a full-strength attack by a magic weapon.

But each attack was comparable to the peak of the Dharma Realm.

There were seals as heavy as a mountain, and treasure bottles that carried the vast ocean. There were seven kinds of magic weapons, all attacking Zhang Yan at the same time.

It was equivalent to.

Seven peak Dharma Realm masters, exerting their full strength at the same time.

But Zhang Yan did not retreat at all.

This one , the three-color spiritual light was infinitely brilliant, like a three-color immortal sun that lasted forever.

The boundless power of heaven and earth merged into Zhang Yan's body.

Finally, it turned into the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder!

Zhang Yan's palms slapped out one after another, condensing seven phantoms of Kui Niu, and rushed towards the seven magic weapons.

The space was distorted, and the world was shaking.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The roar resounded throughout the universe, shaking the earth.

Ran Yijun's resistance had no effect on Zhang Yan.

The seven powerful magic weapons were all annihilated into nothingness.

"No!"

"I remember."

"His three-color spiritual ring is the rumored half-step Taichu! "

Ran Yijun's pretty face turned pale in an instant.

Even outside the domain.

Nine-turn Nascent Soul is a rare genius.

And the Nascent Soul above the Nine-turn is a realm that ordinary people can hardly reach.

So for a while.

Ran Yijun didn't remember.

But now, feeling Zhang Yan's shocking and powerful aura, she finally remembered.

Although it is only half a step to Taichu.

But it is far superior to the Nine-turn Nascent Soul.

Besides.

Zhang Yan also cut off his opportunity to achieve the real "Taichu", bursting with this ultimate power.

Seven kinds of magic weapons were suppressed by Zhang Yan.

Qianji Linglong The umbrella consumed a lot of power, the light dimmed, and it returned to Ran Yijun's hand.

Facing Zhang Yan, who was like an ancient beast.

Ran Yijun had no choice but to hold the Thousand Machines Linglong Umbrella in front of him.

Boom!

Zhang Yan punched out and extinguished the last power of the Thousand Machines Linglong Umbrella.

It is not an easy task to destroy a fifth-level top-grade magic weapon.

Crack!

A clear fist mark was left on the Thousand Machines Linglong Umbrella, and the last power collapsed, and the umbrella surface retracted by itself.

Under the starry sky, Ran Yijun had no power to resist!

The unstoppable Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, carrying the power of destroying the world, came through.

"No!"

Ran Yijun screamed and widened her eyes.

But in the end, Zhang Yan did not kill her.

Instead, he reached out and grabbed her fair and well-proportioned snow neck.

Thunder burst out and pierced into her Taoist body, completely suppressing her Dharma power.

"Ahem! "

Ran Yijun coughed up a trace of blood, his breath was weak, and he was completely different from the arrogant foreign genius before.

"You won't kill me?"

Ran Yijun's neck was pinched by Zhang Yan, and he asked with difficulty.

"If you want to die."

"I can fulfill your wish."

Zhang Yan replied coldly.

In order to suppress this woman, he could burn the three-color spirit ring. He hated Ran Yijun a lot.

"Speak."

"What is the demon seed?"

"Also, how did you find this place?"

"What is the situation outside the domain now?"

Zhang Yan asked one after another.

He didn't kill Ran Yijun immediately just to ask questions.

Especially that demon seed. (End of this chapter)