Journey To Longevity

In the Xuanbai Palace, the seven Nascent Soul cultivators of Xuanyuanzong who had been waiting for the demons to enter the urn at this moment, after feeling the soaring demonic aura, everyone's expressions changed drastically, and they suddenly became startled.

"Xuanbai, there are cultivators who transform the spirits of the Yaozu, and they will be promoted immediately. I'm afraid they won't be able to close the net right now. Regardless of that, the Yaozu Nascent Soul is the first priority." Qingyu said solemnly.

It's just that after the voice fell, Xuanbai just looked at him with his hands behind his back, and didn't move at all.

"Xuanbai, hurry up, don't delay any longer." Qiu Cong said solemnly.

However, Xuanbai clapped his hands and praised: "Interesting, really interesting. Everyone, does this count as what you humans say about stealing chickens without losing money?"

Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed. Qingyu and Qiu Cong, two experienced monks in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, flicked their big sleeves, and a green flying sword flew out from the sleeves, and opened their mouths slightly, spraying out a silvery aura , turned into a handleless short blade.

The two immediately shot towards Xuanbai, flanking left and right.

With two puffs, the flying sword and the short blade rushed in immediately, the former pierced his chest and passed through his body, while the latter went deep into the middle dantian where the Nascent Soul was.

Xuan Bai was severely injured, his body was shaking and he was about to fall, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth.

But at the same time, Qingyu and Qiu Cong also emitted a very strange blue flame. The two were haunted by evil spirits, and the same wounds as He Xuanbai appeared on their bodies.

The two of them screamed miserably at once, and their breath suddenly became sluggish, and their injuries were even more serious than Xuanbai's for a while.

"Hahaha." Xuan Bai laughed loudly, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth stained his clothes red.

Holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, he slowly pulled it out, then threw it aside, and then he made five fingers into claws, and gripped it towards his own dantian, the fingers and claws penetrated into the flesh, and pulled out the short blade.

Gongyangqian and Tianfeng immediately stood between the two sides, while Tai Shuguang and Zhongli protected Qingyu and Qiu Cong from behind, and everyone looked at Xuanbai coldly.

"Who is Your Excellency?" Tianfeng said with an ugly expression, his eyes flickering a few times.

"How should I say this, the old man's physical body invaded Yanli, and his spirit was born from Yanyu Tower, half human and half ghost, or what you call a strange ghost, who do you think I am? What?" A hoarse voice came from Xuanbai's mouth.

Then he laughed bitterly:

"However, seeing that two fellow Taoists, Qingyu and Qiu Cong, were backlashed by the spell power of the Yinming Covenant, perhaps this old man can be regarded as Yanyulou for the time being. Speaking of which, this Book of Yinming is indeed a thing of Xuantian. Still powerful."

"Impossible, Yulou is locked by the Five Elements Divine Chain that I forged, not to mention the Nascent Soul, even the slightest bit of Divine Sense can't push it out of the body. How did you get out of the trap?" Qiu Cong said weakly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden flying sword suddenly appeared in front of Xuan Bai, and with a clang, it blocked more than ten almost invisible thin needles.

He held a sword flower in a very chic way, looked at the big cheeked man Tai Shuguang, smiled lightly, and then his figure disappeared slowly.

At the same time, thousands of streamers of light appeared from the ground at the edge of the entire Xuanyuan Palace residence, turning into a barrier and covering it.

Seeing this, Ao Xuan in the distance burst out laughing and said hello several times.

The huge iron-like tail flicked, leading Ao Jue to fly forward.

As for the Red Moon Tower a hundred miles away, Ye Qi, the great cultivator of the mysterious turtle, came to him in person and opened his mouth wide.

Boundless secluded water gushed out from the mouth of the tortoise, and there were more than a hundred black and purple spirit beads the size of a fist, which instantly submerged the spirit shield formed by the formation of the Red Moon Tower.

Immediately afterwards, in the secluded water, the purple thunder blazed and resounded rumblingly.

It's just that as the blue light lingered, one layer after another was derived from the wood spirit's air formation, and all of a sudden blocked those Youshui and Zilei grids to a distance of more than a hundred feet.

The quiet water collapsed but did not disperse, and a river map suddenly appeared on the back of Ye Qi's mysterious turtle. With himself as the center, various runes appeared, forming an eight trigrams array.

The array is several miles wide, and the Red Moon Tower was included in it all at once.

Following a burst of red light, around the Red Moon Tower, two thick pillars of fire shot out from the ground, howling like a dragon, and gathered together in midair.

The billowing fire spirit began to spread in all directions, forming a fire cloud several acres wide, in which flames surged endlessly.

Ye Qi recited the obscure and difficult ancient demon language, his tone was low and full of rhythm, with a reckless ancient atmosphere.

After more than ten breaths, it said sharply: "Break".

From the fire cloud, meteorite-like fire balls shot out, densely packed on the blue aura of the Red Moon Tower.

The aura of the formation suddenly became disillusioned.

"Damn it, what the hell is Xuan Yuanzong doing? Why don't you start a grand formation?" A young-looking monk in brocade clothes in the Red Moon Tower had a gloomy expression.

A long-bearded old man sitting cross-legged sighed and said: "There are still monks who transform the spirit in the Yaozu, and the fellow Taoists of Xuanyuanzong may not be able to protect themselves."

Then he poured out all his mana, and pointed solemnly at the magic circle outside. The entire magic circle was filled with multicolored rays of light, rolling towards the endless flames falling from mid-air.

It's just that the flames really seemed endless, and the old man's face became paler and paler.

Seeing this, Chu Yu waved his sleeves, took out hundreds of top-grade spirit stones, crushed them into powder, and the billowing spirit energy exploded and merged into the formation.

At this moment, the old man's expression relaxed a little.

Ye Qi who was outside snorted coldly, and directed to the Nascent Soul Demon Monarchs of the Xuangui clan on the left and right: "Let's do it together and break the five-element formation of the Red Moon Tower."

The demons immediately dispersed and stood in all directions, urging the high-level five-element spells of the Nascent Soul series to envelop the entire Red Moon Tower.

The old man in the building raised his head solemnly, twitched his ten fingers repeatedly, and typed out more than ten spells in one breath, and the five-element formation survived the onslaught of the monsters.

Ye Qi saw that the five-element formation was temporarily dragged, it opened its mouth, and a black stone appeared, and grew in the wind, turning into a hill more than a hundred feet high, falling from the sky, and suddenly passed through the fire cloud.

Where Montenegro passed, the fire cloud actually weakened a bit, and then the fireball meteorite also decreased by seven or eight layers.

"It's Yuanci Lingshan. The Five Elements Formation can't hold it anymore. Let's retreat." The old man said to the young monk Chu Yu.

Then, expressionlessly, he threw more than a dozen formation flags suspended around his body into the air, and the entire five-element formation suddenly exploded with aura.