Natural fairy species

The monk with long eyebrows has a treasure wheel in one hand and a flower seal in the other.

The face on the left has a compassionate smile, full of Buddha light and Zen.

The right side of his face was filled with murderous intent, and he was in the state of angry eyes.

The conflict between the two was strong, but it did not prevent him from stroking away the layers of sword light with his left hand. Countless Buddha lights gathered on the treasure wheel and struck down heavily.

It's like creating the world and rebuilding the earth, water, wind and fire.

"He is worthy of being the most outstanding master of origin among the disciples of Jubo Arhat. He set out to eliminate demons and protect the Tao a hundred years ago, and today it has begun to take shape... The Buddhist Vajra can also prove the Arhat Way."

When Yan Yuanzai saw this scene, he high-fived and praised him without hesitation.

Wan Qi only felt that the space in front of him was shattering inch by inch, and the sword light was like rootless sand that dispersed in a single blow, returning to the vitality of heaven and earth.

I originally thought about activating the natal flying sword and giving it another try, but I thought that the secret method would damage the flying sword's spirituality, and it would take at least thirty years of nourishment with the alchemy in the Dantian to recover.

He gave up this move and just moved the flying sword horizontally and pushed out the lotus seeds in his hand.

The treasure wheel struck down, and the sword light was fragile and disintegrated. Until it hit Wanqi's body, Lianzi did not move at all.

"No!"

Wan Qi shouted in despair and tried to sacrifice two life-saving secret treasures, but it was too late.

From the shoulders to the body, to the head and limbs, it was like a piece of broken ceramic, cracked into countless pieces and falling apart.

A real person who had perfected the elixir formation died in the ring like this.

Blood spattered in a corner of the ring and was quickly absorbed.

"Something's wrong!"

The Xingyao Sword was unsheathed and turned into a ball of stars spinning around Yan Yuanzai, like a galaxy.

As a swordsman who has experienced many battles, he immediately felt the strange atmosphere.

They had already decided to end the fight in the ring, giving both sides a step down, so why did it really become a life and death fight again.

A monk who has perfected the core formation is the most important combat power no matter which sect he is in.

He surrounded Bai Zichen and Qi Yue into the starry sword light and looked up towards the high platform.

The person who can make trouble in front of two Yuanying monks is either a great true king in the later stage of Yuanying, or the problem lies with one of the two.

boom!

The arena finally couldn't withstand the real energy fluctuations from both sides, and was blown to pieces. A Bodhi Buddha bead flew back to the front of the alms-raising arhat.

Master Ge Cang wears five-color glazed armor, with layers of flames flowing, as if a god has descended.

His eyes are dark, with a sea of ​​thunder in his left eye, towering trees in his right eye, and a wooden tower in his hand.

The thunder light dissipated, revealing Lu Rugao in the center of the ring. Three dragon beasts were shattered by the divine thunder, vomiting blood, and his momentum was sluggish.

"Brother Ge Dao, it seems that the situation is different..."

As soon as Yan Yuanzai finished speaking, he felt the entire Immortal Burial Valley shake, the earth cracked, and endless demonic energy rose.

All the thousands of coffins that entered the valley exploded, and traces of ghostly energy were thrown into the cracks in the ground.

Click!

Two giant hands holding up the sky emerged from the cracks, with indigo demonic flames burning on them. Countless demonic patterns were painted on the backs of the five fingers, and they would fall into the demonic barrier just by looking at them.

The foundation-building monks of the Holy Lotus Sect were invaded by the demonic energy, their eyes turned red, their bodies grew larger and burst their robes, and they directly became demons.

"It can affect the environment and transform the surrounding monks into demons... They are ancient demons!"

Yan Yuanzai put away his bold and uninhibited attitude and said in great shock.

The ancient demons refer to the demons from the upper world, which are completely different concepts from the demonic monks in the world of immortality.

The ancient demons are all Void Refining-level existences in the upper world. Even though this world can only accommodate the existence of gods at the highest level, they are restricted by the laws of heaven and earth and still have the ultimate strength in the human world of perfect god transformations.

"In ancient times, a banished immortal died here. I'm afraid it's not a lie... Maybe there really was a banished immortal who fought with an ancient demon and fell here, or maybe the protagonist in the rumor is this ancient demon and was sealed here by the ancient power."

At this time, the aura of Master Ge Cang was ethereal and unattainable.

He looked at the top of Immortal Burial Valley, and he didn't know when black chains appeared, sealing the place.

"After being beaten to the brink of death and sealed for tens of thousands of years, the newly born Ancient Demon only has Nascent Soul-level strength at most... As long as releasing the Ancient Demon is not a joint effort by those two, we still have a chance to escape."

"This black chain is equivalent to a fourth-level formation, what's the chance?"

After falling into a desperate situation, Yan Yuanzai did not panic, his expression was calm and serious, and a little starlight flew out of the Xingyao sword in his hand and scattered into the valley.

"The birth of the ancient demon requires immeasurable demonic energy. These black chains may be drained of energy and will not last long."

When Master Ge Cang made a calm judgment, there were two more loud noises, and the remaining two arenas were also broken.

Countless blood shadows flew up and merged into human shapes, revealing the somewhat embarrassed Blood God.

Fang Tiansheng turned into a half-dragon form, and the entanglement between his true energy and demon power actually formed a state of balance.

The four Master Jiedan glanced at each other. They were all experienced monks and instantly formed temporary allies.

…

"It's you?"

At the moment when a crack appeared in the Immortal Burial Valley and the ancient demon appeared, True Lord Jiulian faced the Bo-Bo Arhat and blurted out.

"It turns out that the benefactor also knows the inside story of this place... Amitabha, Immortal Burial Valley is not a good place, the poor monk goes back!"

The bowl-raising Arhat threw up the golden bowl in his hand, covered his three disciples and the ancient spirit farmer, and flew straight into the sky.

A giant black palm struck, and the golden bowl rushed past, leaving a round hole in the giant palm.

"not him?"

True Lord Nine Lotus murmured to himself, and at the same time, he rolled Peng Zefeng and the remaining Holy Lotus Sect monks into their Taoist robes, protected by nine green lotuses, and smashed them into pieces with the hands of the devil.

"At this moment, everyone should use their abilities to rush out of the valley!"

Seeing the ancient demon crawling out of the crack in the ground again, his arms could already be seen, and the black chain on his head was even weaker.

A hundred-foot giant appeared behind Master Ge Cang. He held a thunder hammer and struck it violently. Thunder burst out within a radius of ten miles, and countless electric lights gathered in the clouds.

A divine thunder as thick as a pillar struck the black chain, shattering two sections.

Yan Yuanzai held the Xingyao Sword, and a sword talisman slowly fell down, erupting with terrifying true energy fluctuations.

A force that was not powerful but completely different in nature poured into his arm, controlling the Xingyao Sword and swinging it out heavily.

It was clearly a thunderous and powerful sword that Bai Zichen had seen for the first time in his life, but there was only the light of the sword, and the stars were extinguished.

It landed on the black chain and instantly cut off a complete chain along the break, revealing the clear sky outside.

The starry sword light was put away, and Yan Yuanzai swept the three of them out of the Immortal Burial Valley.

When he turned around, half of the black chains had grown back. When Fang Tiansheng rushed out, one of his hands and legs were entangled in the chains.

Fang Tiansheng showed ruthlessness, and three dragon claws sprouted from his right hand, and he slashed fiercely.

One arm and one leg were left directly in the Immortal Burial Valley. With a roar, the gold-swallowing dragon appeared from a distance.

He lay on the gold swallowing dragon and cast a grateful look at Zhenren Ge Cang and Yan Yuanzai.

Then the natal spirit beast ran wildly and left without looking back.

"This is strange, let's leave first..."

The power of the sword talisman has not been exhausted, and the Xingyao Sword can fully exert the power of the fourth-level flying sword in Yan Yuanzai's hands. At this moment, he is indistinguishable from the True Lord Yuanying.

But thinking of the hurried departure of the two Nascent Soul monks and the ancient demon born in the valley, Yan Yuanzai knew that he could not easily get involved.

"Why don't we go back to the Tianhe Sword Sect first? With Uncle Tang here, even if the people behind it are the two Nascent Soul Lords, this matter can be investigated clearly!"

"Okay, Brother Yan needs to take more care of you along the way."

The giants dispersed behind Master Ge Cang, and his aura dropped sharply, and he could only barely maintain the appearance of the early stage of pill formation.

Considering that it was not safe to return to Qingfengmen in this state, mainly because he had not yet figured out Jiulian Zhenjun's attitude in this matter, he did not dare to take risks.

With Tang Fei, a monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, taking charge, the Tianhe Sword Sect should be the safest place at the moment.

The four of them got on the flying boat and flew quickly towards the Tianhe Sword Sect.

After a while, a thin and almost transparent blood shadow flew out of the Immortal Burial Valley. The Blood God was so weak that he seemed to be blown away by the mountain wind.

Just as he looked back at the Immortal Burial Valley, a hill-like devil's hand fell from the sky and held the Blood God in his hand.

"Huh?"

A small blood-red sword pierced the devil's palm, wrapping the unconscious Blood God real person, and he was already several miles away in a snap of his fingers.

The blood light loomed, and the blood-red sword flew in a straight line towards the south, with a speed comparable to that of the Nascent Soul Lord.

The voice was indistinguishable from male to female, and there was no more sound. The devil's clutches dispersed, as if they had never appeared.

The roar of the ancient demon in the Immortal Burial Valley became louder and louder, until half of the demon's body emerged from the ground, and another silver chain appeared in the sky above the valley.

The ancient demon kept attacking the seal, but the remaining half of his body could no longer take a step forward.

…

Bai Zichen never expected that he would leave Liang Guo for the first time under such circumstances.

Originally, I just went out with Master Ge Cang to observe the fighting between high-level monks at close range and expand my knowledge.

But the development of the situation behind him was so confusing that he couldn't even react to what was happening.

The terrifying ancient demon crawling out of the ground could crush a hundred of himself with one finger, making him realize that he was still so weak.

Of course, this was because he came to a situation that he shouldn't have entered.

The participants in the Immortal Burial Valley are all real people who have reached the perfect realm of elixir formation. People like Yan Yuanzai can even master fourth-level methods in a short period of time.

There were also two Yuanying monks present.

Even if you travel to the four northern countries, it is difficult to encounter such a scene again.

"Junior Brother Bai, I suddenly feel that the war between us and the Ghost Spirit Sect is like child's play..."

Qi Yue was greatly shocked. It took him two days after arriving at Tianhe Sword Sect before he spoke for the first time.

"Do you think this matter is caused by the two Nascent Soul True Lords, who want to kill Master and other cultivators who are promising Yuanying? If they all die, I'm afraid there won't be any new Yuanying True Lords in the Liang Kingdom for hundreds of years. Jun appears."

"It doesn't look like that. Could it be that the alms-raising Arhat would sacrifice his own disciples to fulfill the True Lord Nine Lotus?"

Bai Zichen shook his head. He had thought about it a lot in the past few days.

Limited by his cultivation, he may not be able to consider some advanced aspects, but Qi Yue's guess is definitely untenable.

"If it's like you said, as long as they stop the ancient demon a little when it comes out, it will be difficult for us to escape from the Immortal Burial Valley."

"But the two Nascent Soul monks must have known something and acquiesced in the birth of the ancient demon... The mystery is not something we Foundation Establishment monks can verify. We will ask again after Uncle Ge Cang comes back. It’s better than guessing on our own.”