Ancient Devouring Technique

Chapter 1182 Nephew Xuan?

Ye Xuan put the Ghost Python Boxing Gloves into the Zhenluo Ring and flew away.

He did not reunite with Bai Yinglan.

Ye Xuan vaguely felt that a danger was approaching him.

This is a unique favor of the strong, and sometimes it is very accurate.

He didn't know where the danger came from, but a sense of gloom gradually weighed on his heart.

And next, he would go to help the stranger to obtain the treasure, which might be very dangerous there, so it would be better not to bring Ying Tianzhu and the other girls with him.

Ye Xuan has already passed jade talismans to several women. If any of them are in danger, he will teleport there immediately.

Ye Xuan didn't know that about an hour after he left the mountains, a large, eerie black wind came rushing from afar to the place where he killed Ming Li.

The black wind dissipated, revealing a middle-aged man with pale skin and no blood at all.

The man looked at the void around him, his eyebrows immediately raised, and a small flip appeared in his hand.

After a moment, the middle-aged man flew a circle wrapped in a ball of black light and then soared straight into the sky.

He looked around with a thoughtful look on his face, and suddenly his body turned around, and dozens of black rays of light shot out, turning into black energy snakes that flew in all directions and quickly searched the area within a hundred miles.

But when all the black snakes flew back again, they still found nothing.

The middle-aged man's expression was extremely ugly!

He looked up at the sky and did nothing else for a long time.

I don't know how much time had passed, but he suddenly burst into a burst of sneering laughter.

"You run really fast. After I get the Taixu inheritance, I will search the ancient battlefield to find you." After saying this, he flew into the air without hesitation and turned into a large ball of black wind again.

Then, as if to vent the anger in his heart, a black beam of light as thick as a bucket shot out from the wind, and a huge mountain was directly collapsed and shattered.

Then, the black wind fled into the distance like a meteor chasing the moon.

Ye Xuan didn't know what happened at the place where he killed Ming Li. At this moment, he was following the direction indicated on the jade slip, and was honestly driving the escape light in the sky.

Because of the sense of danger in his heart, Ye Xuan was extremely vigilant along the way, and from time to time he used all his spiritual power to prevent himself from being ambushed.

Moreover, he also stimulated the magic pearl to the extreme, and at the same time constantly disrupted the space around him, using space barriers to isolate all his breath, as if he was not in this world.

As a result, half a day passed and no accidents happened, which made Ye Xuan feel slightly relieved.

He raised one of his hands, looked at the skull mark and murmured, "Is that you?"

In Ye Xuan's opinion, it was very likely that this mark attracted some powerful person.

However, strangely, not long ago, the feeling of danger seemed to have gone away. The gloom that was weighing on the end also disappeared.

However, half an incense stick later, when Ye Xuan was hurrying on his way, he suddenly heard the sound of fighting in front of him, accompanied by faint explosions and dazzling flashes of light. It was obvious that there were warriors fighting there.

Ye Xuan frowned, relying on the power of his pupil soul, and looked intently from a distance.

There were actually two women and three old men, fighting fiercely there.

Their auras were all quite strong, and they all had cultivation levels above that of a Saint King. The two women seemed to have even better cultivation levels, which was why they were able to defeat three with two.

But gradually, Ye Xuan's expression began to look strange.

His eyes fell on the two women and he murmured, "What a coincidence?"

One of them was a woman with blue hair and a white dress. She looked to be in her twenties. She was stunningly beautiful, and her light blue eyes gave people a dreamy feeling.

The other female Saint King was covered in pink light, and was a gorgeous and charming woman with long black hair and a pair of eyes that looked particularly bright and moving.

Ye Xuan touched his nose.

He never thought that he would meet these two beautiful "women" with completely different styles and merits here.

And these two female holy kings are the Demon Lord Lan Meng and the Fairy Lan Yue.

When Ye Xuan thought of that night, he felt a little guilty and wanted to turn around and leave, but then he remembered that they were the ones who were unreasonable in the first place, and he didn't do it on purpose. It was their own bad luck, what did it have to do with him.

Moreover, the fight between the several people had obviously reached a critical moment, and they had no time to target him. Since they would not pose any threat to him, he was too lazy to take a detour and prepared to drive the escape light to pass by from the side.

As for the old seniors in the field, he would not even ask them. It was more important to hurry on his way!
After thinking this way, Ye Xuan slightly increased his speed, turned into a long rainbow and rushed forward, and in the blink of an eye he was above the people.

The people who were fighting were shocked, but at this moment, they really couldn't split themselves.

I saw the Blue Dream Demon Lord in a white dress and the Moon-Lan Fairy in a pink dress sitting cross-legged in the air, their pretty faces were both a little pale.

Between their eyebrows, there are eighteen silver chains connected.

Those silver chains wrapped around the three old men in the void, binding them tightly and making them stand still and unable to move.

Waves of holy power attacks continuously shot out from the bodies of the three elders, but they exploded on their own before they flew far.

Those silver chains were covered with demonic patterns, giving off an extremely ancient aura, and a wave of suppression emanated from them.

When Ye Xuan passed over their heads, his light of escape paused for a moment, and he glanced at them casually before flying away.

But at this moment, one of the three old men, the donkey-faced old man in a white robe, saw Ye Xuan's face clearly and shouted in great joy:

"Nephew Xuan, I am the twelfth elder of the Bai family. Please come down and help us. These two witches are the great enemies of our clan. Please release your strongest attack on them."

(End of this chapter)