Cultivation begins with the mysterious little tripod

The demon cultivators were immediately shocked by Wang Fu's sudden move.

With Wang Fu's spiritual awareness and the magical power of the middle-grade magic weapon Shuiyun Boots, the cultivators of Corpse Mountain and Hehuan Sect could not distinguish the true and false of these phantoms for a while, and could only deal with the phantoms closest to each other.

Even the old demon Chigu could not distinguish them in a short time.

Wang Fu's real body was hidden in the phantoms. He was very calm in his heart. There were seven figures, five of which were the magical power of Shuiyun Boots, and one was the "Xuanlei Clone" condensed by the magical power "Xuanlei Clone Art". This clone art is also a magical power attached to [Qingmu Xunlei Sword Art]. The latter three sword arts merged into [Xuanlei Sword Sutra] and were promoted to legendary-level skills. This clone art naturally also rose and strengthened a lot.

Although the attached strength is still only 70% of the original body, it has an extremely powerful self-destruct ability.

Its essence is condensed from three-color divine thunder. Once it explodes, it is no less than a blow from a golden elixir. Unfortunately, this technique consumes a lot of energy. Even though Wang Fu is a purple gold golden elixir cultivator, he can only use it once at most in a short period of time.

Wang Fu controlled the "Xuan Lei clone" to rush towards the direction of the temple door, while his original body, with the help of a phantom condensed by the water cloud boots, swayed in front of a golden elixir early stage cultivator. When the phantom was dispersed by him, he removed the protective sword light, gathered his spiritual power, and disappeared again with the help of the invisibility power of the silver cloak.

It took only one or two breaths since Wang Fu turned into seven phantoms to break through everywhere. At this time, the old demon Chi Gu finally glimpsed some of the truth with the spiritual consciousness of the golden elixir, and locked his eyes on the phantom rushing towards the temple door.

"Where are you going? Stay here!"

The skinny old man shouted, and put his palms together, changing his skills. While dissipating the white bone shadow, he turned to condense two extremely solid and strong arms, one on the left and one on the right, and slapped "Wang Fu" with his palms together.

At the same time, the late Jindan cultivator of the Hehuan Sect guarding the temple gate pinched the magic formula with his hands and cast the chain magic again, turning into several iron chains to bind "Wang Fu".

Seeing this, other demon cultivators also turned their attacks and attacked.

"Wang Fu" roared, the lightning became stronger, and his speed increased greatly. However, facing the angry attack of the skinny old man, he was unable to escape the blockade of the bone arm, and could only use the sword light technique to protect himself.

But with a roar of "bang", the sword light only lasted for a breath before it shattered, and then several chains shuttled in and locked "Wang Fu"'s limbs tightly.

"Wang Fu" roared, three-colored thunder flashed, and he was about to break free from the chain, but a bone palm fell from the sky and slapped him down directly.

With a "bang", he was pressed on the jade floor full of restrictions by the bone palm.

At the same time, several bone spurs appeared out of thin air, pierced through "Wang Fu's" body, and a series of spiritual lights attacked. In an instant, "Wang Fu" was tied to the ground and could not move.

Seeing that the enemy was finally captured, the old demon Chi Gu breathed a sigh of relief, coughed twice, stuffed a few pills to restore spiritual power into his mouth, and then came to "Wang Fu" with a group of demon cultivators.

A black-faced man with a bronze corpse standing next to him saw the miserable state of "Wang Fu" and was about to use the bronze corpse to give him a fatal blow, but was stopped by the skinny old man.

"No hurry, I'll ask him a few questions."

The old demon Chi Gu calmed down at this time. He looked down at "Wang Fu" and said:

"Your speed is indeed amazing. I am ashamed of myself. Unfortunately, the forbidden formation of Dan Yin Palace is well preserved. Your speed is of little use in this palace. After all, you are just a turtle in a jar. When your spiritual power is too much, you will be unable to escape our siege."

"I have always had a question. This alchemy furnace is indestructible. Even the combined strength of the four Jindan Dacheng cultivators like us can hardly break it. Shake, what means did you use to take it away?"

"Where is the alchemy furnace now? If you tell me one by one, I can give you a quick death. Otherwise, I have many ways to torture you in the Corpse Mountain."

However, the "Wang Fu" here is just a "Xuan Lei Clone", how can he answer the other party's questions, just keep silent, and in addition, Wang Fu was wearing a silver cloak when he performed the "Xuan Lei Clone Technique", and now the "Xuan Lei Clone" is naturally covered by the silver cloak, and others can't see his face clearly.

The skinny old man saw that "Wang Fu" was silent and lost his patience.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, anyway, you can't live, just let you try my soul-searching method first!"

"But before that, I have to see your true face first."

The skinny old man stretched out his hand and was about to tear off the silver cloak on "Wang Fu", but as soon as his palm touched "Wang Fu's" body, he suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and the alarm bell rang, making his eyelids jump wildly.

Then, he saw three-color lightning flash from the body of "Wang Fu" who was tied to the ground, and a breath of destruction suddenly burst out.

"Not good! Retreat!"

He shouted angrily, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was not good at escape techniques, so he could only use his skills to hastily condense a bone shield to block in front of him.

"Boom! Tear..."

It was like a thunder bursting in the Danyin Palace, and the whole body of "Xuan Lei Clone" suddenly exploded, and the overwhelming three-color thunder swept in all directions. The lightning snakes danced wildly, lightning and thunder, and dense lightning flashed randomly. Several early Jindan cultivators who were close were hit by the thunder on the spot, and their bodies were broken into pieces of charred meat.

Even the middle Jindan cultivators were struck by the thunder and flew away, seriously injured, or broken hands, or broken feet. One of them was very unlucky and was pierced by a lightning snake that fell on his neck, and died instantly.

The protective aura of the late Jindan cultivators was strong, so they were not penetrated by the thunder in the first place. That was why they had time to offer their magic weapons to block in front of them. At the moment when the protective aura was broken, they used their magic weapons to bear most of the thunder force, so they survived. Even so, they were seriously injured, their blood and qi were surging, and their bodies were paralyzed by thunder, and they could not move for a short time.

The skinny old demon with a red bone body was closest to the "Xuan Lei Clone" and bore the most thunder force, but his cultivation was also the highest. In addition, he offered his bone shield in time, so he did not suffer much damage, but there was a faint bloody red at the corner of his mouth, and his whole body was in tatters, with a gray face.

Among the demon cultivators present, only Ma Liang, who was far away and thrown away by Wang Fu and fell to the ground and fell into a coma, was not hurt by the three-color divine thunder. The rest of them were more or less injured, and those with low cultivation died on the spot.

As for the door of the Danyin Palace, it was broken by the power of thunder as soon as the "Xuan Lei Clone" exploded, and Wang Fu's original body took the opportunity to quietly leave the palace.

He would not be so stupid as to stay in the palace to appreciate the masterpiece and power of the "Xuan Lei Clone" explosion.

Escape is important!

"Ah..."

A roar that resounded through the sky came from the Danyin Palace. Wang Fu's steps paused slightly, and then he speeded up again without looking back.

He was wearing a silver cloak, and he had not yet completely refined it. He could not cast too powerful spells. Even flying in the air might make the silver cloak's invisibility ability invalid, so Wang Fu only cast a wind control spell on himself. Fortunately, the effect of using it in the Jindan realm is much stronger than that of the cultivators in the Qi Refining Realm, so his speed is not much slower.

When the furious old demon with a head of burnt black hair rose from the Danyin Palace, Wang Fu had already retreated a hundred feet away.

Facing the opponent's sweeping divine sense, Wang Fu quickly hid beside a ruined boulder to avoid attracting the opponent's attention due to the dust raised by his fast steps.

At this time, he discovered that dozens of figures not far away were fighting in the air, with gorgeous high-level spells bombarding each other, various magic weapons flying and fighting, shining, and spiritual power sweeping in all directions, but the fight was in full swing.

And Li Hongying had already revealed her true appearance, wearing a red skirt, a jade bracelet on her head, and controlling a flying sword, fighting with an old man in the late Jindan stage who practiced corpse refining in the Corpse Mountain.

The old man in the late Jindan stage had no sense of sympathy for women. He controlled the corpse refining, two against one, and cooperated tacitly, bombarding Li Hongying wildly. This woman was already in danger.

Seeing this, Wang Fu's face suddenly became extremely ugly.