Mortals' aspirations to cultivate immortality

Although traveling in areas not occupied by the Qin Empire was slower, at Lin Yi's speed, they still arrived at the former site of the Yuehua Valley Mountain Gate in more than a month.

In the past, most of the Nascent Soul stage ghosts on Wangyue Continent gathered in the center of the continent. Now that the center of the continent has been conquered by the Great Qin Empire and heavily guarded, the Nascent Soul stage ghosts that escaped the destruction of the Great Qin Empire have been scattered to those underworld on the mainland. A place with a strong atmosphere.

This Yuehua Valley has the ability to accumulate yin energy, so naturally there are ghosts coming to occupy it.

From all the way, Lin Yi and the others used their spiritual sense to detect the cold aura soaring into the sky.

"The two ghosts in the early stage of Nascent Soul are a bit interesting."

Lin Yi turned to look at everyone: "There are two ghosts in the Nascent Soul stage, one for me and Bufan. The rest will be dealt with by you. Qianqian, please remember to take care of everyone."

"yes!"

After giving the order, Lin Yi looked at Zhao Bufan, who nodded.

The two people immediately turned into two streams of light, passed Ao Wushuang and Huang Xiaoya, and headed straight for Yuehua Valley.

The battle between the Nascent Soul King and the True Monarch was so volatile that Lin Yi and Zhao Bufan had to go ahead and lure the two Nascent Soul stage ghosts into the air.

With a distance of more than 10,000 miles, it didn't take much time for Lin Yi and Zhao Bufan to reach the sky above Yuehua Valley.

Yuehua Valley is a circular valley, hundreds of miles wide. If viewed from a high altitude, it looks like a large pit made by a stone.

Lin Yi and Zhao Bufan did not hide their aura at all. The incandescent pure Yang aura and the pure golden Buddha's light shone everywhere, making all the ghosts in Yuehua Valley rarely feel uncomfortable.

Soon, two monks, a man and a woman, flew out of Yuehua Valley.

Of these two monks, the man is wearing a cloak made of black bird feathers, his skin is frighteningly white, and his eyes are blood red; the woman is shrouded in a black cloak, and her appearance cannot be seen clearly. Physically she looks female.

After the two monks flew to the opposite side of Lin Yi and Zhao Bufan, the man said in a cold tone: "Human race, this is the territory of my ghost race, not the place where you humans should come."

Lin Yi laughed when he heard this and said: "Ghost clan? You don't deserve to call yourself a ghost clan, right? You are just an alternative that is neither ghost nor demon born by chance."

The ghost clan is a powerful being whose name can be called in the spiritual world, and ghosts like ghosts and ghosts cannot touch porcelain.

"So what?" the woman said angrily: "I advise you to leave immediately, otherwise we will not be polite!"

"It's not impossible for us to leave." Lin Yi pointed at Yuehua Valley: "Let us go in and search three times."

If fighting could be avoided, Lin Yi would be more or less lazy.

Although he wanted to test his strength, it would be best if he could avoid fighting.

"It's too much!"

The male cultivator was furious and slapped Lin Yi with his palm.

Even though it was just an ordinary palm, after this palm was struck, it immediately formed a giant black palm hundreds of feet long, carrying terrifying power and crushing towards Lin Yi.

"You are not human."

Lin Yi responded with a smile, and the incandescent breath condensed on his fingers, pointing in the direction of the giant black palm.

With a crashing sound, the giant palm instantly shattered and turned into nothingness, as if it had never appeared before.

Of course, now that we have taken action, it will never be that simple.

Lin Yi stretched out his hand to grab it, and the low-grade Lingbao Yin-Yang Wuji Spear appeared in his hand.

The Yin-Yang Wuji Spear spit out incandescent light, and under Lin Yi's swing, a thousand-foot-long slash struck directly at the two Nascent Soul stage ghosts.

"court death!"

The male ghost roared loudly, and the bird feathers on his cloak stood up instantly, turning into feathers all over the sky, directly facing the Yin Yang Wuji Spear's attack.

Beep, boom--

A terrifying explosion occurred in the air, and circles of shock waves carried the strong wind and spread in all directions. Many ghosts on the ground were directly turned into powder.

Although the ghosts in the Nascent Soul stage don't care about the life and death of those low-level ghosts, Yuehua Valley is their dojo, and they will feel distressed if it is destroyed.

So, the male ghost flew directly to the sky and shouted to Lin Yi: "Fight if you have the ability!"

"What you want!" Lin Yi did not hesitate and chased after him with the Yin-Yang Promise Spear in hand.

The remaining Zhao Bufan and the female ghost cultivator looked at each other and flew high into the sky without hesitation.

At this time, Ao Wang and Huang Xiaoya came here with the remaining people.

Li Caiwei took the lead, and the Phantom Whip turned into countless branches and struck at the ghosts: "Try to keep the battlefield outside the valley, Qianqian remember to provide timely support."

"yes!"

The battle at low altitude has already begun, and the battle at high altitude will naturally become more intense.

Lin Yi, Zhao Bufan and the two ghosts came directly to the Gangfeng layer high in the sky and fought one on one.

The bird feather cloak of the male ghost cultivator who faced Lin Yi was obviously his accompanying spiritual treasure. It was unknown what kind of ghost he was, but he could actually produce such an offensive and defensive spiritual treasure.

The bird feather cloak was thrown directly by the male ghost, and turned into a black cloud that was more than a hundred miles in the sky. Then the black cloud began to rain countless black feathers.

Although the power of each black feather does not reach the Nascent Soul level, it far exceeds the limit of the golden elixir.

Lin Yi still had to guard against attacks like this.

"Damn it, it seems that I still can't waste my body training!" Lin Yi growled, wielding the Yin-Yang Wuji Spear, smashing all the black feathers.

If his physical strength could reach the early stage of the Nascent Soul, he wouldn't have to worry about these black feathers at all!

"Hmph, you dare to be distracted in the battle!" The male ghost cultivator shouted angrily, and a large number of black feathers fell into his hands, condensing into a large sword of dozens of feet, and chopped directly at Lin Yi.

"Damn it!" Lin Yi cursed inwardly and threw out the Yin-Yang Wuji Spear.

The Yin-Yang Wuji Spear instantly grew larger and became a giant spear hundreds of feet long. After splitting the countless black feathers that fell, it collided with the large sword composed of black feathers.

Boom--

The large sword composed of black feathers was broken, and Lin Yi smashed the rain of black feathers that fell on him with a punch, and then grabbed the Yin-Yang Wuji Spear that flew back, and turned directly into a stream of incandescent light and rushed straight to the black cloud in the sky.

Boom--

Another explosion, the black cloud shattered directly, transformed into its original form and flew back to the male ghost cultivator.

Lin Yi stepped on the Ghost Shadow Misty Steps and almost instantly arrived in front of the ghost cultivator, and chopped it down with the Yin-Yang Wuji Spear without mercy.

However, the male ghost cultivator disappeared in front of Lin Yi with a buzzing sound.

"Teleport!"