140: C140 I Don't Want to Hear It

C140 I Don't Want to Hear It

"Black beetle? You want to use this little trick to kill me?"

Facing the sky full of black beetle, Ye Lan was not afraid at all. The corner of his mouth contained a playful smile.

"Don't underestimate this black beetle. This insect is poisonous by nature. Once a cultivator is bitten, it won't take long for him to die."

The black-robed youth said coldly.

"If I remember correctly, this insect needs to be raised with a cultivator's True Qi and nourished with the Soul Force. Only then can it listen to someone's orders?"

Ye Lan asked with a smile.

"Yes, so what?"

"If I use the Soul Force to nourish the insects, then I have ten thousand ways to destroy you black beetle!"

"What a joke! Don't you brag!"

The black-robed youth was so angry that he laughed.

"Whether I'm bragging or not, I'll know when I see it!"

Ye Lan replied.

He raised his hand and beckoned. The Furnace of Life spiraled out of the True Pill and landed in Ye Lan's palm.

The entire furnace was about the size of a palm and it released a milky white halo. In the furnace, there was a white true fire burning. It was the true fire formed by Ye Lan's True Qi.

"Burn!"

Ye Lan shouted in a low voice. White flames suddenly shot out from within the Furnace of Life.

This White Flame crazily charged towards the black fog that filled the sky.

Not long after, a series of sounds rang out continuously.

Within the black fog, many black beetle that were invisible to the naked eye were burned by the White True Fire and turned into ashes, letting out miserable cries.

Although the black beetle was not afraid of being burned by ordinary flames, it was a pity that they were unable to resist the White True Fire that the Furnace of Life spat out.

This was because the Furnace of Life specialized in countering the battle soul and the Soul Weapon of cultivators.

To the black-robed young man, the black beetle was his Soul Weapon, the Soul Weapon that he had raised with the Soul Force.

When these black beetle encountered the White True Fire that the Furnace of Life spat out, how could they withstand it?

"How is this possible?"

The black-robed youth looked at the black beetle that was crazily burning and killing him. His eyes were about to crack open, and his face was filled with disbelief.

He really did not expect that Ye Lan actually had such an incredible Soul Force!

"There's nothing impossible about this. The Divine Martial Continent is vast and boundless, there are as many powerful people as the clouds, and there are all kinds of magical techniques and divine abilities. Even with your little tricks, you can only stir up trouble in a small place like the Dragon Abyss.

All things in this world are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. Since there is the existence of the black beetle, then there must be a way to suppress the black beetle! "

Ye Lan held the Furnace of Life in his hand. Ye Lan looked at the black-robed youth with a calm expression. Ye Lan approached him step by step.

With the help of the White True Fire that the Furnace of Life had spat out, the black fog that had filled the sky with arrogance retreated frantically, not daring to confront him.

"Damn it!"

The black-robed youth cursed angrily. He suddenly took out a black talisman and threw it at Ye Lan.

The black talisman exploded, turning into balls of black lightning that shot towards Ye Lan.

Ye Lan swung the Furnace of Life, easily destroying the balls of black lightning that came at him.

After that, the tip of his toes pressed on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the black-robed youth and threw out the Furnace of Life in his hand.

The Furnace of Life heavily smashed onto the chest of the black-robed young man. His body immediately flew backwards like a cannonball and crashed into the deck of the ship.

However, his chest had caved in. Clearly, he was going to die.

"Master Ye, you are really powerful."

Xiao Tianying was deeply impressed.

He thought that the disciple of Corpse Hall was extremely difficult to deal with. After all, they were able to control Corpse Puppet, and they were also able to raise a large amount of black beetle.

If a cultivator didn't know the technique, he or she would definitely die if they encountered the disciples of the Corpse Hall.

Fortunately, Ye Lan knew a lot about Corpse Puppet, and he also had the ability to restrain black beetle.

Otherwise, the two of them would most likely die.

"There's no time to talk about this. Let's go and see how the others are doing."

Ye Lan urgently said. He remembered that Lin Qingyun was also on the ship. If Lin Qingyun encountered the disciples of Corpse Hall, he would have a hard time fighting them.

Ye Lan's figure flickered. He fully unleashed the Perceptual Capability, crazily searching for Lin Qingyun's whereabouts.

Lin Qingyun was a good friend of his in his previous life. Ye Lan could ignore the lives of the others on this ship, but he had to take care of Lin Qingyun!

After a long time, Ye Lan sensed Lin Qingyun's Qi from the other side of the ship. At the same time, he also felt a few other cold and powerful Qi.

Those Qi were the same as the Qi of the Corpse Hall's disciple. They were both at the Fourth Layer of Core Formation or even Fifth Layer.

"Are you still going to resist?"

A tall and sturdy young man with a face as white as paper looked at the young man in the distance, who was covered in injuries, with a sneer on his face.

Surprisingly, the young man was Lin Qingyun.

This time, several disciples from the Corpse Hall had surrounded and killed Lin Qingyun. Originally, a portion of the disciples from the Inner Court of the Thundercloud Sect had joined forces to defend against the enemy.

However, those disciples from the Corpse Hall had strange means. The Corpse Puppet they controlled was extremely difficult to kill, causing many disciples from the Thunder Cloud Sect to die. Some of them were even willing to surrender to the Corpse Hall in order to survive.

This caused Lin Qingyun to fight several disciples of the Corpse Hall alone.

"Lin Qingyun, surrender! With your talent in the Sword Arts, once you enter the Corpse Hall, the people of the Corpse Hall will definitely treat you well!"

A disciple of the Inner Court of the Thundercloud Sect looked at the wounded Lin Qingyun and advised him earnestly.

However, his words had attracted Lin Qingyun's cold gaze.

"I would rather die than surrender!"

Clenching the Longsword tightly, Lin Qingyun stood up with great difficulty. His body once again emitted a Heavenly Sword Intent.

"If that's the case, then there's nothing I can do!"

The disciple of Corpse Hall coldly harrumphed. He had never seen such a stubborn fellow before.

The Evil Expel Devil Bell in his hand shook. Around him, more than a dozen Corpse Puppet were crazily lunging at Lin Qingyun.

"Sword Dao - Thirty-six stars!"

Lin Qingyun waved the Longsword and unleashed the Thirty-six stars.

Thirty-six sword light containing the power of wind and thunder charged madly at the dozen or so Corpse Puppet, cutting them into pieces.

Unfortunately, it was useless. The moment the disciple of Corpse Hall shook the Evil Expel Devil Bell again, the few pieces of Corpse Puppet that had been cut into pieces were reassembled into their original state. After that, they lunged at Lin Qingyun once again.

"Seventy-two thunder forces!"

Bolts of lightning struck down from the sky and sent the Corpse Puppet flying.

"Let's see how long you can last!"

The disciple of Corpse Hall wasn't in a hurry to kill Lin Qingyun. Instead, he had a playful expression on his face. He wanted to see Lin Qingyun slowly die from exhaustion under his control.

"Eighty-one Roars!"

Lin Qingyun shouted once again.

He was fighting a dozen or so Corpse Puppet by himself. The more he fought, the braver he became. The more he fought, the crazier he became.

Unfortunately, his strength alone was limited. Gradually, the True Qi in Lin Qingyun's body was almost depleted. His face became paler and paler, and he looked exhausted.

His knees went soft, and he couldn't help but kneel down on the ground, breathing heavily.

"It seems like you have reached your limit. It's time for me to kill you!"

The Corpse Hall disciple sneered. With a shake of his Evil Expel Devil Bell, a dozen Corpse Puppet lunged at Lin Qingyun once again.

This time, Lin Qingyun couldn't move an inch. There was only despair in his eyes.

Just as the dozen or so Corpse Puppet were about to attack Lin Qingyun, a silver Flying Sword was flying towards him from afar.

Three hundred and sixty silver Flying Sword continuously passed through the space between the brows of the dozen or so Corpse Puppet.

After that, the Corpse Puppet fell to the ground one after another, and there was no longer any movement from them.

"Who is it?"

The faces of the disciples of Corpse Hall darkened. They looked into the distance and saw a purple robed a Teenager with Delicate Features staring at them with a cold expression.

"I am here to kill you all!"

Ye Lan said in a deep voice.

The mother sword in his hand trembled and produced a loud noise. The three hundred and sixty silver Flying Sword were like dragons that were circling in the air, and they were flying towards the disciples of the Corpse Hall at high speed.

The disciples of the Corpse Hall were shocked. They quickly used their own techniques to block the attack.

However, a few of them were still killed. Only the tall and sturdy young man was able to block the attack of the silver Flying Sword and save his life.

However, he had also suffered a serious injury, and his body was dripping with blood.

"Fire!"0

Ye Lan let out a low roar and unleashed the Soul of the Blazing Flame. Black flames turned into numerous black fire dragons that roared and charged forward, instantly wrapping around the burly young man and burning him into ashes.

"So powerful!"

A few disciples of the Inner Court of the Thundercloud Sect who had joined the Corpse Hall were shocked when they saw Ye Lan easily destroy the Corpse Puppet refined by the Corpse Hall and kill a few more disciples of the Corpse Hall.

"Junior Brother Ye, thank you for saving us!"

A few disciples of the Inner Court of the Thundercloud Sect finally reacted. They cupped their fists and bowed to Ye Lan who was standing far away.

"Didn't you all join the Corpse Hall?"

Ye Lan coldly harrumphed.

"Junior Brother Ye, please listen to our explanation!"

"Stop talking, I don't want to hear it!"

Ye Lan replied. The Flying Sword slashed across, and in an instant, he ended the lives of those Inner Court of the Thundercloud Sect disciples, and sealed their throats with his sword!

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