Chapter 677: Borrowing the Flesh for a Purpose

Qingyun Mountain Range, majestic and towering, majestic and huge, straight into the sky, the mountains are undulating.

Countless mountain passes, mountainsides, valleys, green clouds, ancient trees are covered, and countless temples, like mosaics, stand during the period.

"This Qingyun Gate is more imposing than the rough and barbaric of the Thousand Spirits Sect, and it does not lose the meaning of a fairyland......"

Looking at the green mountains and green trees, the green tile hall, and the flickering sword light, Zhang Yan couldn't help but be a little stunned and muttered to himself.

Isn't everything in front of me the world I dreamed of all the time after I met my master in the back mountain of Shigang Village when I was a child and learned that my master was an immortal?

It's just that.

Thinking of the experience of many years of cultivation, thinking of the behavior of the disciples of Qingyunmen who he met in Zhengyang City, and then thinking about what he saw just now, this Qingyunmen, in fact, is very different from the so-called immortal cultivation world in his heart.

This is not cultivating immortals!

This is not a dream, traveling in the world, the heart is free, there is no sorrow or pain, and only the world of immortals!

Opposite.

This is a world that is countless times crueler than the mundane.

It is also a cultivation path paved with white bones.

How many souls with the dream of immortal life have been ruthlessly wiped out, which can be described as a cold blade without immortal souls!

Or, when the longevity is about to end, you can only look up to the sky and sigh, sigh the ruthlessness of heaven and earth, sigh the distance of the immortal road, and the indefinite life of immortality.

In the end, it can only turn into a billet of loess and dissipate the heavens and the earth.

Even if he can survive and breathe, he still can't escape the shackles of heaven and earth, who is not like a flat boat, floating in the sea of suffering?

For example, the old monster......

Zhang Yan asked himself, isn't he just a rootless leaf, wandering and having no destination?

Rumble......

Suddenly.

A roar surged up in the sea of knowledge, like a monstrous wave, and the entire world of sea knowledge was tyrannical.

And the next moment, Zhang Yan was secretly shocked, and found that his divine consciousness had suddenly improved and increased a lot, which was close to the divine consciousness of a peak monk in the early stage of the Xuanling Period.

The blue eyes in his left eye swirled and swirled, and it took a while to calm down.

"What's going on? Could it be that my mind has changed from the distraction just now......

Zhang Yan was secretly in a state of mind, frowning and muttering to himself.

"Senior brother, senior brother...... What do you want?"

Seeing that Zhang Yan was stunned, Jiu Ling turned his head and waved his hand in front of the former's eyes and shouted.

"Hey, stinky rascals, enemy attack!"

Ge Xiaoyou directly tore away his voice and shouted in Zhang Yan's ear.

Zhang Yan was awe-inspiring, came back to his senses, and wanted to make a move, but then the momentum on his body was swept away.

I was distracted......

Knowing that Ge Xiaodemon was slandering himself, Zhang Yan shook his head with a smile, retracted his gaze, and walked towards Qingyunmenfang City with a few people.

The Fang Market of Qingyunmen, although it is deep behind the Dragon Mountain, is all over the Qingyun Mountain Range, but it is still extremely noisy and prosperous.

Most of the people in Fang City are disciples of Qingyunmen, but there is no shortage of foreign monks.

The most conspicuous is none other than the monks of Soul City.

Wherever these people go, there will be a coldness all over their bodies.

Although these monks are extremely arrogant and domineering on weekdays, they are still extremely peaceful under the eyes and noses of other forces.

As a result, the arrival of Zhang Yan with Ge Xiaoyou, Wushuang and others was not abrupt.

It's just that.

For the lively Fang City, Zhang Yan ignored it, but instructed Jiu Ling to lead the way directly.

Passing through several lively markets, everyone stood in front of a cyan stone staircase that spiraled up the Qingyun Mountain Range and winded its way.

"This is Qingyun Road, which leads directly to Qingyun Mountain Gate. Since Senior Brother Zhang is in the same door as us, we are sure to rescue Senior Sister Ziyou, we should do our part! On weekdays, Senior Sister Ziyou takes good care of us, and now that we want to come, we will flee by ourselves, how can we bear it?"

Seeing Zhang Yan's determined expression, Wushuang and Luo Cen were not wavering, leading the way ahead.

Qingyun Road has nine bends and eighteen bends, straight into the sky, and submerged into the countless palaces of Qingyun Mountain.

Wushuang and Luo Cen took Zhang Yan and the others and walked straight towards the area where the main hall of Qingyunmen was located.

It is a cyan hall entrenched in the main vein of Qingyun Mountain, majestic and magnificent, surrounded by green clouds.

Looking up, you can see that there are sword lights staggered above the main hall, like a rainbow flying.

"Hmph, Senior Brother, those people from the Ling family are in the Qingyun Palace, and they are discussing the marriage of Senior Sister Ziyou with the sect master and the elders at this moment. Especially the shameless Ling Wutian, who also arrived early......"

Looking at the main hall, the two girls in front of them, Wushuang and Luo Czen, snorted indignantly.

In front of the Qingyun Palace, there is a square that can accommodate tens of thousands of disciples.

Now.

It has gathered 20,000 elite disciples of Qingyun Sect.

Looking at the main hall, many disciples kept talking in low voices.

Zhang Yan and the others walked from Qingyun Road not long after.

Looking at the crowd of black pressure, Zhang Yan was a little surprised.

It seems that the Ling family came to propose marriage, and the momentum can be said to have done a lot of work!

Faced with the momentum of the Ling family, Qingyunmen can only cooperate!

"You don't need to say much later, just watch. Stand beside the stream, no one can hurt you!"

Thinking secretly, Zhang Yan glanced back at Wushuang and Luo Cen, and after giving an order, he led a few people towards the main hall.

And the appearance of Zhang Yan and others also immediately attracted the attention of tens of thousands of Qingyunmen disciples in the square.

Countless eyes turned their heads to look at them, and their faces showed consternation.

"Who is this person? It doesn't seem to be a disciple of our Qingyun Sect!"

"Could it be the children of the Ling family? Hmph, relying on their Ling family's strength and coming from other regions, they don't take our Qingyunmen in their eyes!"

"It doesn't seem to be a member of the Ling family, if it's a child of the Ling family, who would dare to be so late?

"Look, aren't those the two senior sisters Wushuang and Luo Czen?

......

above the square.

These disciples of Qingyun Sect, after being stunned for a long time, suddenly burst into bursts of discussion.

Many male disciples, looking at Ge Xiaoyou and Feng Xiaoxi, were all amazed.

In front of the tens of thousands of disciples, there were twenty young disciples standing in obviously different costumes, and they also turned their heads at this moment.

Master's sect is really powerful, no wonder it has been called a hidden sect, comparable to the power of the enemy demon Yunling!

Zhang Yan also noticed that almost all of these more than 20 young people were in the late Yuan infant period, and their cultivation was strong and profound.

And inside, Zhang Yan actually saw a familiar face.

Tong Yan!

Did you encounter the ghost cultivator of the Soul City in the Xu family's Sword Demon Tower?

He is a disciple of Qingyunmen, and it seems that he is still one of the core disciples!

Now, cultivation has also reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant!

These people are all demons of the major sects!

Compared to Ge Xiaoyou, he doesn't let it go!

Zhang Yan secretly exclaimed, looked back at Ge Xiaoyou, and finally paused, and his eyes fell on Tong Yan again.

Because at this time, the other party also noticed him.

This Tong Yan not only became a disciple of Qingyunmen, but his cultivation skyrocketed.

Zhang Yan frowned slightly, his thoughts turned slightly, and he also figured it out, the other party must have been a disciple of a certain force in the Soul City, but now he has entered the Qingyun Gate.

The other party's cultivation speed was not only not inferior to his own, but also in terms of divine soul attacks, it was even more amazing than him.

If he hadn't obtained the complete Supreme Spirit Sutra, Zhang Yan would still feel jealous of this person.

"It's you, I didn't expect us to meet again. However, here, don't leave later!"

Tong Yan's face was thin and sickly, and he grinned at Zhang Yan and said coldly.

Tong Yan said this, and the other core disciples standing beside him all showed sympathy.

"It turned out to be you! Senior brother, it was him, who abolished my dantian in Zhengyang City! He is a disciple of the Thousand Spirits Sect......

Before Zhang Yan could speak, a figure flew out from among the many disciples, came to Tong Yan, pointed at Zhang Yan, and said fiercely through gritted teeth.

The young man had a handsome face, but his eyes shone with a gloomy light.

Flame Road!

Seeing this somewhat familiar face, Zhang Yan frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered that in Zhengyang City, it was this person in front of him who abolished the dantian of Jiuling, and his expression suddenly turned cold.

Unexpectedly, the other party's dantian has healed now, and his cultivation has also reached the later stage of Jindan.

The foundation of Qingyunmen is really strong.

"And this lowly person, who has betrayed the sect and colluded with a thousand spirit cultivators, and now he dares to return to the sect!

Yan Lu pointed at Jiu Ling again, as if he thought of the humiliation suffered by Zhengyang City when he was abolished by Zhang Yan's dantian, and suddenly his face was a little hideous.

And Yan Lu's words immediately made the Qingyunmen disciples present in an uproar, and they all sacrificed their flying swords and looked at Zhang Yan, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Now that you have abandoned your cultivation, knelt down and confessed your sins, you may be able to save your life! As for Senior Sister Jiuling, I will sacrifice my life to protect her! Don't let this affect her......

At the same time, another figure swept out of the crowd, with a gloomy face, and said coldly to Zhang Yan with an extremely unkind face.

Zhang Yan was stunned and turned his head to look, and found that it was Xiao Feng, who had not had time to teach a lesson in Zhengyang City.

And the other party obviously still has some affection for Jiu Ling, and in such a situation, he even sacrificed himself to protect each other.

Zhang Yan's heart couldn't help but rise a little good.

Although this Xiao Feng is a little arrogant, he is a person who values love and righteousness.

Jiu Ling's face was a little ugly, and he was turned red and white by Yan Lu's words, but he thought of Zhang Yan's previous instructions, and he stopped talking.

"Humble, come and kneel, confess to the ancestors of my Qingyun Sect, and wait for the fall!"

Looking at this situation, Yan Lu knew that it was difficult for Zhang Yan to fly now, and then looked at the latter's expression, thinking that he was afraid, he suddenly showed excitement, and pointed at Jiu Ling again and said sharply.

"Looks like there's only one way to shut you up!"

Zhang Yan listened to Yan Lu's humility, the cold light in his eyes was like a knife, and the strange power in his hand shot out of the air, and directly absorbed the latter.

Under Yan Lu's stunned and frightened gaze, Zhang Yan flicked his fingers, and a strange devouring and dead power slammed into Yan Lu's body.

"Stop!"

At this time, a thunderous explosion suddenly came from the main hall.

Then, dozens of figures flew out of the main hall.

"I've seen the master of the sect and the elders!"

Seeing dozens of figures appear, the disciples in the square, including that Tong Yan, all turned pale, reorganized their appearances, and all saluted and shouted respectfully.

Jiu Ling and Wushuang, as well as Luo Cen and the other three daughters standing behind Zhang Yan, wanted to give a salute, but they were stopped by Zhang Yan's big sleeves.

Boom!

Immediately, Zhang Yan turned his palm into a fist, and with a punch, he blasted Yan Lu out, and smashed it on the floor of the square, his whole body, his body was shattered, blood was overflowing, and he died in a blink of an eye.

"You ......"

In front of the Qingyun Hall, many elders saw this, and their faces were furious.

Now.

Zhang Yan turned his head, and his eyes fell on the burly figure led by dozens of people.

It was a middle-aged man, with a slender figure, a white face and beard, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, invisibly, with a majesty on his body.

"Senior brother, that's the master of Qingyun Sect, the wind is endless!"

Jiu Ling behind him came up and whispered in Zhang Yan's ear.

Nodding slightly, Zhang Yan looked at a heroic young man beside Feng Wuya again, and his eyes became cold.

Isn't this young man the young man who almost killed him with one palm in Falling Water City?

Sure enough, it was a member of the Ling family.

Moreover, Zhang Yan also learned from Wushuang and Luo Cen that this young man's name was Ling Wutian, and he was also a child of the Ling family who came to Qingyunmen to force Qin Ziyou to marry him.

What shocked Zhang Yan was that the other party's current cultivation had actually reached the cultivation of the early stage of Xuanling.

This kind of cultivation speed can be described as shocking.

"It's you, you didn't die when you were slapped by me!"

Ling Wutian's face showed a look of surprise, the mere Jindan period cultivator, in the palm of his hand, was unharmed, making him a little embarrassed, and his expression turned slightly cold.

"Senior Brother Ling, this kid has an indistinguishable relationship with Senior Sister Ziyou, when they were in Falling Water City, the two of them were already eyebrows and ......."

At this moment, among the many disciples, a young man stepped forward and saluted Ling Wutian respectfully, pointing at Zhang Yan, and said with a flattering expression.

Looking at the young man, Zhang Yan recognized it, and followed Qin Ziyou to Falling Water City in the first place.

It's just that Zhang Yan ignored these people, and his eyes had already fallen on a girl dressed in purple with a slender figure.

Now.

The girl also looked at Zhang Yan fixedly.

Beautiful eyes in autumn, containing tears, willow leaves and eyebrows are embellished, such as smoke with charm,

The delicate face, as if carved out, is fairer than snow, and there is no flaw.

The purple skirt shirt outlines the slender willow waist that Ying Ying holds in her hand, and her graceful figure is also vividly hooked.

This girl, isn't this Qin Ziyou!

"You shouldn't have come! I just didn't want you to come to me......"

On Qin Ziyou's face, two clear tears had slipped silently, looking at Zhang Yan, shaking his head gently, his cherry lips trembled slightly, and he said in a low voice.

"I know...... But when I asked your name, I was waiting for today!"

Zhang Yan looked at the girl steadily, a softness in his heart, as if he had been touched, his body trembled slightly, and then he showed a gentle smile and shook his head.

Looking at the girl, Zhang Yan closed her eyes slightly, as if she had returned to the Netherworld Temple in the Valley of Troubled Waters, with her stunning face and body, as well as a lingering scene.

"You go, we can't be!"

Qin Ziyou's two jade hands were entangled, his body trembled, his cherry lips opened with difficulty, and then he looked at Feng Wuya and said, "Master, for the sake of the apprentice, don't embarrass him!"

After speaking, Qin Ziyou took a deep look at Zhang Yan, turned around and was about to walk back to the main hall.

"Haha...... Since I dare to come here today, I want to take you away! I see, who dares to stop you!"

Seeing Qin Ziyou like this, Zhang Yan couldn't see the clue, it was nothing more than that the Ling family was powerful, the other party thought that he couldn't fight, so he let himself get out of danger, and after a burst of laughter, his breath burst out, and he took a step under his feet, and in a blink of an eye, he went to Qin Ziyou's side, leaned out with one hand, grabbed Qin Ziyou's willow waist, and hugged him.

"Thousand Spirits Evil Cultivator, have courage!"

Seeing that in such a crowd, Zhang Yan also took action to rob people, and the dozens of sect elders in front of the main hall were all furious.

However, before they could make a move, Tong Yan, who had been holding his breath for a long time, had already flown out, and behind him, dozens of black shadows were hunting.

"Soul Shadow, he actually cultivated so many Soul Shadows!"

Feng Wuya looked at the flowing shadow behind Tong Yan, his expression showed a hint of surprise, and he spoke out in approval.

"Die!"

The dozens of flowing shadows behind Tong Yan all turned into dozens of black swords, swept out, and bombarded Zhang Yan from all directions.

"Hmph, it's just a spirit attack!"

Zhang Yan held Qin Ziyou in one hand, and instantly slapped hundreds of slaps at the void with the other.

In the next moment, hundreds of spirit slaves of different forms roared out, enveloping the dozens of flowing shadows.

Bang bang......

In the blink of an eye, those flowing shadows were shattered into pieces.

And the remaining spirit slaves had already fallen on Tong Yan and blasted them out.

"My attacks were blocked by him!"

Seeing that Zhang Yan seriously injured himself under the understatement, Tong Yan's face showed shock and unwillingness that could not be concealed.

The Qingyunmen disciples in the square also looked at each other in shock, and they all showed disbelief.

The disciples present all knew that although Tong Yan's cultivation was only in the middle of the Yuan Infant period, his actual strength was comparable to that of a late Yuan Infant monk, and among the core disciples, he also belonged to the top five existences.

"Sky Swallowing Macaque!"

Defeated by one move, Tong Yan's face was full of heat, gritted his teeth, slapped his hand, and released the little macaque he carried with him from the storage bag, and shouted angrily.

As if he had received an order, the little macaque, which was only a few palms in size, had a fierce light in his eyes, and a phantom suddenly appeared behind him, which was more than ten zhang in size, and then directly slaughtered Zhang Yan.

"Hmph, swallowing the sky, this divine soul attack is still too weak!"

This sky-swallowing macaque's sky-swallowing law talent, although it is amazing, but Zhang Yan's current divine sense is comparable to the Xuanling period, against this sky-swallowing macaque, even if he doesn't use the little demon cat to make a move, he is not afraid at all.

As he spoke, he finally pinched the trick with both hands and slammed it into the void.

In an instant, the heaven and earth vitality of the entire Qingyun Mountain was disturbed, and the wind and clouds were turbulent, and there were thousands of huge spirit slaves, giant beasts, giant mountains, and heavenly rivers...... Wait, appeared in mid-air, and pounced on the phantom of the sky-swallowing macaque. 、

Airplanes!

On the void, there was a sudden tremor, and then in the blink of an eye, there was silence, thousands of spirit slaves were shattered, and the phantom of the law phase dissipated.

Burst......

Tong Yan's sky-swallowing macaque withered for a while, looked at Zhang Yan with fear, and hid behind Tong Yan, and Tong Yan seemed to be counterattacked, spit out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground, his face as white as paper.

Seeing this scene, many high-level Qingyunmen officials, including Feng Wuya, gasped.

Especially the palms that Zhang Yan shot just now, they stirred the entire heaven and earth vitality.

"I can't imagine this waste, I wasn't slapped to death by me at the beginning, and my strength has reached such a level!"

Ling Wutian's face also showed a look of surprise, and he looked coldly at Zhang Yan, who was holding Qin Ziyou, with a trace of killing intent flashing in his eyes.

He felt a hint of pressure.

The cultivation speed of this person in front of him was not slower than him in the slightest.

"I haven't killed you yet, how can Zhang go before you? It just so happens that you have also cultivated to the Xuanling Period, today, I will borrow your physical body for use!"

Zhang Yan felt Ling Wutian's killing intent, turned his head with a sneer, looked the latter up and down, and then nodded with satisfaction.