Myriad Spirits Immortal Clan

Before Mount Moyu, Moyunzi was startled upon seeing Ye Jingcheng, a hint of arrogance appearing on his face.

Having achieved Zifu in a hundred years and Jindan in two hundred, he was considered extremely talented even within the Xuantian Demon Sect.

He sensed that Ye Jingcheng was only at the early stage of Jindan.

He had killed Jindan cultivators at such an early stage before, and in the next moment, he took a step forward.

A sinister smile crept across his face.

“You should be honored to become my second demonic sword spirit,” Moyunzi said, as a dark black flying sword shot out, heading straight for Ye Jingcheng.

Ye Jingcheng was momentarily stunned, not by the opponent's strength, of course.

But by the fact that the other party was so bold as to leave the formation and attack him.

He had never encountered such a welcome surprise before.

Of course, Ye Jingcheng wouldn't let his guard down.

He also took out the Jinli Sword and the Xu Xuan Dharma Bottle.

Clang!

The former quickly transformed into a golden sword light, colliding with the dark black demonic sword, creating a terrifying metallic clang, and countless spiritual ripples spread out like spiritual waves.

However, the next moment, Ye Jingcheng's expression narrowed slightly.

He noticed that many dark flames had appeared on the surface of the Jinli Sword.

Moyunzi let out another strange laugh:

“My Rakshasa Sword is refined from Rakshasa Stone, capable of corrupting all profound iron in the world!”

However, his strange laughter didn't last long before Ye Jingcheng's body suddenly transformed into three identical spiritual shadows.

Even the Jinli Sword and the Xu Xuan Dharma Bottle were replicated into three.

Moyunzi's expression constantly changed, but even so, he couldn't discern which one was real and which two were fake.

This was precisely the special power of the Heavenly Illusion Dao Robe.

Even the Dilong Demon Emperor had almost failed to distinguish them back then.

At this moment, three Jinli Swords slashed down, and the Xu Xuan Dharma Bottle descended, ready to收魔云子 into the bottle.

“What's the use of having many treasures?” Moyunzi sneered.

He changed his hand seals and cast a new spell.

This spell landed directly on the Rakshasa Sword, and the sword patterns on it suddenly began to change, instantly creating countless black flames.

The flames first spread towards the three attacks.

Sure enough, it was discovered that one of the Jinli Swords was real, and the other two were fake.

The Rakshasa Sword once again slashed towards the real Jinli Sword.

With a clang, the Jinli Sword was directly knocked away this time.

Ye Jingcheng was also a little surprised; it was the first time he had seen someone cast a spell to unleash the power of a magic treasure.

“How can this be!” The next moment, Moyunzi was stunned, seeing that the Xu Xuan Dharma Bottle, which the Rakshasa Sword had slashed at, had directly hit empty air.

Even Ye Jingcheng's shadow was fake.

On the other side, the Ye Jingcheng who was supposed to be fake cast the Xu Xuan Dharma Light of the Xu Xuan Dharma Bottle, enveloping Moyunzi.

And at some point, he had also taken out an ancient bronze mirror magic treasure.

The mirror emitted a golden spiritual light, binding Moyunzi.

At the same time, Ye Jingcheng directly shot out a Nine Nether Needle, heading straight for Moyunzi's head.

This attack was extremely swift, and Ye Jingcheng was determined to kill.

However, Moyunzi suddenly cast another spell, and a new Rakshasa Sword was condensed in front of him.

This Rakshasa Sword was incomparably wide, and the patterns on it had transformed into mountains.

It actually blocked the必杀一击 of the Nine Nether Needle.

“You have three Rakshasa Swords; you hid them quite well!” Ye Jingcheng finally understood why three different spells resulted in three different Rakshasa Swords; they were clearly three swords, just similar in appearance.

But their power was vastly different; that spell was clearly a trick.

The first Rakshasa Sword specialized in corrupting magic treasures, the second Rakshasa Sword was extremely powerful and could release heavenly fire, and the third was a defensive Rakshasa Sword.

This Moyunzi was clearly not as simple as he appeared.

He even knew how to use words to conceal his true nature; if someone really thought Moyunzi only had one sword, they would definitely suffer a great loss at a critical moment!

“What does it matter if you know?” Moyunzi wasn't annoyed at being exposed; his eyes showed a hint of seriousness as the three swords surrounded Ye Jingcheng.

At this moment, three demonic souls emerged from the three swords.

All three demonic souls possessed Jindan combat power; clearly, what he had said earlier about one demonic soul was just a ruse to distract him.

Now, they formed a Demonic Soul Sword Formation, trapping Ye Jingcheng, and Moyunzi finally relaxed and revealed a hint of a smile.

“That's not right!” However, before the smile could last long, his expression changed drastically as he retreated backward.

But it was already too late.

Behind him, a five-colored cloud deer and a golden falcon had appeared at some point.

Ye Jingcheng's Stone Spirit Cave Abode possessed intelligence; without Ye Jingcheng having to open or close it, it had long been released and hidden to the side using the Concealment Art.

At this moment, the two beasts displayed terrifying power as soon as they appeared.

The five-colored cloud deer's nose took a deep breath, as if it would draw out all the blood from Moyunzi's body, and at the same time, the golden falcon transformed into a dazzling golden sword and swooped down.

The sharp sword intent seemed to tear the void, and the brilliant golden light seemed to shatter everything.

Boom!

Moyunzi took out a fourth-order treasure robe, but the treasure robe was also cut with a huge crack under the golden falcon's full-strength sword.

And the next moment, Ye Jingcheng cast a Three Yuan Blood Escape, escaping from the Demonic Soul Sword Formation, and the ancient bronze mirror once again landed on his body.

The five-colored spiritual light of the five-colored cloud deer also transformed into five-colored spiritual vines, binding Moyunzi.

As the Nine Nether Needle shot out again, the latter's expression dimmed.

A red dot was left between his eyebrows, and the Nine Nether Needle smoothly fell into Ye Jingcheng's hands.

Ye Jingcheng waved his hand, and a Dream-Devouring Worm devoured the Nascent Soul of Demon Cloud Master, and the three Rakshasa Demon Soul Swords were also taken into Ye Jingcheng's possession.

This Demon Cloud Master indeed had some skills, possibly able to withstand a mid-Golden Core cultivator.

It's just a pity that Ye Jingcheng's strength was even greater; counting his spirit beasts, he could even kill a mid-Golden Core cultivator.

Moreover, him, a mere early-Golden Core cultivator, dared to run out of the formation, naturally seeking his own death.

Of course, in reality, not leaving the formation would have led to the same result.

It would merely have taken a little more time.

As Demon Cloud Master was killed, in the void, unbeknownst to when, a giant peach tree had already taken root deep within Demon Jade Mountain, and was now soaring into the sky, with countless peach wood branches transforming into countless wooden spears, piercing through the formation.

Furthermore, as Ye Jingcheng cast several Tier 3 Formation-Breaking Talismans, he caused even more thorough damage to the formation.

Without the combat power of a Golden Core cultivator, no one could withstand Ye Jingcheng's formation-breaking methods.

They could only stare with wide eyes as Ye Jingcheng approached step by step.

The only one who posed a threat was a peak Tier 3 Blood Corpse, but after all, it was only Tier 3, and Ye Jingcheng directly took it into his Void Mystic Dharma Bottle, binding it.

It didn't even manage to stir up the slightest ripple.

As Ye Jingcheng charged forward to kill.

The Five-Colored Cloud Deer's body also swayed for a moment, and then three Wood Giants, taking advantage of the gap, along with the Golden Falcon, charged into Demon Jade Mountain.

The remaining Violet Palace and Foundation Establishment cultivators could not resist at all, it was a complete massacre.

The Golden Falcon's terrifying speed, with each pass, saw several Foundation Establishment and Violet Palace cultivators fall.

And even if some cultivators wanted to use Blood Escape, at this moment, the Five-Colored Cloud Deer's dark nose sucked again, and those Blood Escape lights dissipated one after another.

Finally, they were thoroughly killed by the Golden Falcon's Feather Sword Technique.

And at this moment, the Peach Wood Demon was the busiest, its roots spread throughout the entire Demon Jade Mountain, and all the storage bags were taken away by it.

Of course, along the way, some cultivators who wanted to escape using Earth Evasion were also killed by it.

Ye Jingcheng's divine sense even more unscrupulously searched Demon Jade Mountain, and finally directly entered the Demon Jade Mountain Treasure Pavilion, taking all the treasures into his possession.

Ye Jingcheng didn't know how long he had been collecting, but at this moment, he only heard the anxious cries of the Jade Ring Mouse.

At the same time, his divine sense also sensed a mid-Golden Core peak cultivator driving a spirit boat chasing over from a distance.

Clearly, it was the spirit boat that had been sent out for support earlier; if Ye Jingcheng guessed correctly, that Golden Core cultivator should be Demon Jade True Person.

The other party was also the number one expert of Demon Jade Mountain.

"Withdraw!" Ye Jingcheng did not intend to continue collecting treasures, and ordered a group of spirit beasts to enter the Cave Heaven.

He himself also put away the formation and fled towards the distance.

He slowed down his speed, he was waiting for Demon Jade True Person to catch up.

It's just a pity that after the other party saw Ye Jingcheng put away the formation and escape, they actually ran away without even turning their head.

The most crucial thing was that the other party's spirit boat was no worse than Ye Jingcheng's Profound Light Boat.

Even if Ye Jingcheng wanted to chase, he was somewhat powerless, after all, in Jiayuan Prefecture, what he feared most was endless pursuit.

He also knew that the other party probably knew that he had killed Demon Cloud Master, and knew that his strength was definitely more than just the surface early-Golden Core stage, so they definitely didn't dare to get close again.

It was estimated that at this moment, they were already running and calling for reinforcements.

Ye Jingcheng naturally would not chase after them.

......

Outside Heavenly Sword Mountain of the Heavenly Sword Sect, at the moment Ye Jingcheng made his move.

The jade talisman in Ye Xingliu's hand also shattered.

Ye Xingliu immediately stepped into the air and drove the spirit boat towards Heavenly Sword Peak.

Heavenly Sword Peak was also facing a great enemy at this moment, all the cultivators were on Heavenly Sword Mountain.

The Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect, Xuan Qiusheng, was even more relying on a sword, his eyes also glaring angrily ahead.

"How dare you, a Violet Palace and a few Foundation Establishment cultivators actually dare to come!" Xuan Qiusheng also shouted angrily.

This angry shout really made Huang Tieyun and other Heavenly Sand Gate cultivators feel timid.

Only the Ye family members did not have the slightest fear at this moment.

"The one who destroys the sect is the Heavenly Sand Gate!" At this moment, Ye Xingliu was even more domineering, even if the other party had several Heavenly Sword Sect sword cultivators with sword embryos, but in his opinion, in the face of absolute strength, any sword cultivator or body cultivator was not enough to see.

He threw out a spirit beast, a White-Browed Azure Wolf, and then released a Tier 4 spirit puppet.

He also held a Tier 4 spirit talisman in his hand.

At this moment, the arrogance in Xuan Qiusheng's eyes instantly turned into a pale color.

No matter how prepared the Heavenly Sword Sect was, with a Tier 3 high-grade Mountain Protecting Grand Formation, and prepared hundreds of sword cultivators, and five cultivators with sword embryos.

But in the face of absolute strength, it was completely useless.

The Tier 4 Formation-Breaking Talisman instantly blasted the formation into fragments, and the White-Browed Azure Wolf spat out gusts of wind that swept across.

Its speed was so fast that even Tier 3 flying swords could not even keep up with its shadow.

Not to mention the Tier 4 spirit puppet.

"Kill!" At this moment, Huang Tieyun only felt extremely happy.

"Xuan Qiusheng, you old thief, your Heavenly Sword Sect used to bully my Heavenly Sand Gate, today you must be prepared to be beheaded by my Heavenly Sand Gate!"

Huang Tieyun cursed a few times, and in the next moment, he suddenly discovered that the White-Browed Azure Wolf not only understood or heard him, but actually grabbed Xuan Qiusheng with a few claws, leaving him on the verge of death.

Then he was beheaded by him with a sword.

Although it was somewhat shameful to kill a seriously injured person, but after all, he was a Violet Palace cultivator, and at this moment he only felt extremely happy.

Even his state of mind seemed to have broken through.

The bottleneck that had been binding him began to loosen at this moment.

He felt that he had hope to break through to the peak of Foundation Establishment within three years!