Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

The trajectory of these nine golden swords was extremely erratic. The male cultivator of the Hehuan Sect was so timid that he just ran away. Although he avoided six golden swords, he was still struck by the last three golden swords and died on the spot.

After the golden sword was slashed out, it turned into little streams of light and scattered, like drizzle falling.

Shen Danmei was worried about Chen Yuan, so she put away the head and storage bag of the male cultivator of Hehuan Sect and went to support Chen Yuan.

But as soon as she turned around, she saw the crimson cloud that spread hundreds of feet dissipated. Chen Yuan flew towards this direction with a calm expression. The two Blood Spirit Sect monks who were following him were nowhere to be seen. none.

Shen Danmei was stunned for a moment, opened her mouth slightly, and looked at Chen Yuan in disbelief.

Only a dozen breaths passed from the time the two Blood Spirit Sect monks caught up with Chen Yuan to the time they were reduced to nothing.

In a short period of time, Chen Yuan defeated two opponents of the same level, one against two. He was still intact, and even the standard robes of the Lingyun Sect on his body were spotless.

Only now did she understand why Chen Yuan insisted on signing up to fight.

An alchemist who is proficient in alchemy, but has a strength that far exceeds that of monks of the same level. In just a few dozen breaths, he successively killed three monks of the same level. Shen Danmei has never seen such a person before. Senior brother Lin Hao is absolutely incompetent!

Shen Danmei's heart was shocked. Her eyes looking at Chen Yuan were full of surprise, and her worries about him disappeared without a trace.

Chen Yuan was also paying attention to Shen Danmei's situation, noticed her gaze, smiled and nodded to her.

Shen Danmei now looked at Chen Yuan's smile, her face turned slightly red, and she turned her head, looking for her next opponent.

She couldn't help but feel a sense of embarrassment in her heart when she thought that she had told Chen Yuan to be careful before the battle and said she would take care of him.

Chen Yuan is so powerful, why does he need her to take care of him?

The same goes for Junior Brother Chen. He is obviously very powerful, but he doesn't show any hint of his words, causing himself to make a fool of himself in front of him...

Shen Danmei complained a few words in his heart, but he was also delighted by Chen Yuan's strength.

At this moment, a voice came into her ears: "This fairy, Xiao Ke Xu Feiqing, admires the fairy's beauty and wants to become a Taoist couple with the fairy. I hope the fairy will not refuse."

Shen Danmei was startled and looked at the sound.

The speaker was a young monk who looked to be only in his twenties, and he was slowly flying towards this side.

This man was tall, dressed in a white gown, handsome in appearance, with a faint smile on his lips. He looked like a gentle and elegant rich man.

But he held the slender waist of a beautiful cultivator with his left hand and kept rubbing it. From time to time, he would reach up a few inches and knead it with his hands. His movements were extremely indecent.

This female cultivator has a delicate appearance and seems to be a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, but her figure is uneven and the contrast is huge.

She was wearing the standard robe of the Lingyun Sect, and she was nestled in Xu Feiqing's arms, as if she were weak and boneless. Her face was crimson, her eyes were blurred, and she murmured: "Xu Lang, the slave family wants... wants..."

Xu Feiqing stopped thirty feet away from Shen Danmei. He raised his right hand and brushed the female cultivator's messy hair behind her ears. He moved very gently and said with a smile: "Don't worry, madam. After returning to the sect, I will do a good job for my husband." I favor you and allow you to live in bliss with this fairy..."

At the end of his speech, he looked up at Shen Danmei and looked up and down.

Under Xu Feiqing's gaze, Shen Danmei felt that she was being stared at by a hungry wolf, and all her clothes were stripped off, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, and she couldn't help but feel fear in her heart.

But then, a surge of anger mixed with embarrassment rose up. She clenched her teeth and widened her beautiful eyes: "Young disciple, I'm going to kill you!"

But after she saw the female cultivator's face clearly, she was shocked: "What did you do to Senior Sister Yun? Let go of Senior Sister Yun!"

This female cultivator's name is Yun Wei, and her cultivation level is the same as Shen Danmei's, in the middle stage of foundation building.

There are only a small number of female foundation-building cultivators in the Lingyun Sect, and it is even rarer to reach the middle stage of foundation-building. Therefore, she and Yun Wei have a close relationship.

But Yunwei had always been as cold as ice and treated men without pretense, but now she was nestling in this man's arms, looking dissatisfied with her desires, which shocked Shen Danmei.

Xu Feiqing chuckled softly: "So my lady's surname is Yun? Thank you fairy for telling me. Madam Yun is not a serious problem. She just admires Xu. Don't worry, fairy. Xu always treats everyone equally. As long as the fairy is willing to marry Xu My dear, Xu will also favor the fairy, and let the fairy and Lady Yun live in bliss together, wouldn’t it be beautiful?”

His expression was very sincere, but his words were particularly shameless.

Shen Danmei has never been so humiliated since she became a disciple of Jin Luoheng. The dark years he spent in Jiaofangsi came back to his mind. The faces of those lewd and lustful people were still vivid in his mind, and he was filled with anger. trembling.

She almost lost her innocence in the Jiaofang Division, and she hated such lecherous people the most. Xu Feiqing's words just touched Shen Danmei's inner side.

She yelled angrily: "I will definitely kill you, this scoundrel!"

She raised her hand to seal the secret and held out the golden glazed mirror. Dozens of mirror lights turned into sharp blades and shot towards Xu Feiqing.

Then she changed the magic formula in her hand, murmured words in her mouth, and used the Sword Rain Technique again. Nine golden magic swords slowly condensed and formed above her head, exuding bursts of sharp sword energy.

The Sword Rain Technique is a high-level spiritual technique of the Golden Element. It is extremely powerful. The nine golden magic swords condensed contain a wisp of Geng Metal Qi, which is extremely sharp.

This technique is extremely difficult to perform, and Shen Danmei can only barely master it. She can only condense nine golden magic swords, but it is enough to be her strongest method.

The complete Sword Rain Technique can condense thirty-six golden flying swords. The swords fall like rain. Even a monk at the peak of Foundation Establishment will be in a panic when faced with it.

Facing the incoming mirror-light blade, Xu Feiqing chuckled, touched his storage bag, and pulled out a thin pink gauze scarf to protect himself.

The sharp blade formed by the mirror light struck the pink gauze, as if it had struck the extremely smooth fish scales, and slid aside.

After Xu Feiqing raised the pink gauze, she no longer paid attention to the sharp mirror light. Her eyes moved to the nine golden magic swords that were about to be condensed into shape. She smiled and said: "Sword Rain Technique? Not bad, not bad..."

He watched the nine golden magic swords condense into shape without making any move. His left hand kept caressing Yun Wei's plump chest. He lowered his head, took a deep sniff on Yun Wei's hair, and closed his eyes slightly. Showing an intoxicated look.

Shen Danmei became more angry and shouted: "Behead!"

The nine golden magic swords drew nine erratic trajectories, slashing at Xu Feiqing from all directions, making a whistling sound.

Xu Feiqing, however, was unhurried. With a wave of his right hand, the pink gauze light flashed and he took the initiative to greet him.

The nine golden magic swords struck the pink gauze at the same time, easily cutting it through.

But once one layer of the pink gauze was cut, another layer was regenerated, seemingly endless, entwining the nine golden magic swords until the power of the sword rain technique was exhausted, but it remained intact.

Shen Danmei's face became ugly. This pink gauze was intact under the golden magic sword. It must be a top-quality spiritual weapon. When Xu Feiqing injected her true energy into it, her body revealed its magical power. It turned out to be an architect. Peak monk!

Xu Feiqing smiled and said: "No matter how hard you refine steel, it's hard to beat the softness of the fingers. Fairies are extremely beautiful. Do you not understand this truth?"

After that, he touched the storage bag, took out a transparent jade bracelet, and threw it out.

The jade bracelet grew to the size of three feet and flew towards Shen Danmei at a slow speed.

Shen Danmei immediately raised a small bronze shield to block it, but the jade bracelet hit the small shield, the light flashed, and a layer of ice appeared where the collision occurred, spreading continuously.

Shen Danmei's complexion changed slightly, and she hurriedly retracted the small bronze shield. At the same time, she used the golden sword technique to condense a golden magic sword and shoot it at Xu Feiqing.

The jade bracelet refused to give up, and continued to fly over, hitting the small bronze shield, and another layer of ice emerged.

Those golden magic swords were easily blocked by the pink gauze and made no achievements.

After several consecutive blows, the small bronze shield was almost completely covered by ice, making it extremely stagnant when flying back and forth.

This transparent jade bracelet, like the pink gauze, is a top-quality spiritual weapon with a strange material, far beyond what a small bronze shield can withstand.

Xu Feiqing watched Shen Danmei struggle to resist the jade bracelet, and kept rubbing Yun Wei's delicate body with her left hand, and said with a smile: "Xu just admires the beauty of the fairy, and wants to become a Taoist couple with the fairy. This is a happy thing for everyone, fairy Why resist?"

Shen Danmei turned a deaf ear, gritted her silver teeth, raised her hands to make a seal, muttered something in her mouth, and used the Sword Rain Technique again, hoping to fight to the death.

Nine golden swords slowly formed in front of her, exuding a sharp aura.

At the same time, she turned to look in the direction where Chen Yuan was flying, wanting to remind Chen Yuan to run away.

Xu Feiqing was a peak foundation-building monk. He only used two top-quality spiritual weapons, and with an understatement, he completely suppressed her, and she was about to lose.

If Chen Yuan came to the rescue, he would only end up with the same fate as her.

But when Shen Danmei turned her eyes, she found that Chen Yuan was stopped by two Hehuan Sect monks.

She felt relieved, smiled slightly, turned back and continued to perform spiritual arts.

Even if Chen Yuan could kill the two of them, she should have died in the hands of Xu Feiqing. Chen Yuan should not provoke a peak foundation-building monk for her sake.

She could give it a try.

…

Chen Yuan crossed the two Hehuan Sect monks in front of him, a man and a woman, and glanced at Shen Danmei who was in danger. Then he looked away and said coldly: "Seeking death!"

He touched the storage bag and held out the Xuanshui flag. The shadow of the Xuanwu beast flew out, spat out two streams of water, and condensed the Xuanming water ball, protecting Chen Yuan inside.

Then Chen Yuan took out another golden talisman, raised his hand to inject the true essence, and muttered something in his mouth. Golden streams of light flew out of the golden talisman, condensing into a golden short spear.

When the people blocking the road saw this, their expressions changed, and the female cultivator screamed: "Fu Bao! Kill him quickly!"

She raised her hand to seal the secret, and a lifelike fire python quickly formed and pounced on Chen Yuan.

This is the fire python technique, a low-level spiritual technique of the fire element. This woman can perform it in an instant, at least she is an Earth Spiritual Root cultivator.

The male cultivator raised his hand to seal the secret, and a short blue blade shot out from the top of his head.

But the fire python and the short blade hit the Xuanming water ball, only burning out a piece of water vapor. With the continuous supply of Xuanming water, the water ball remained motionless.

The male cultivator gritted his teeth, touched his storage bag, took out a talisman, poured real energy into it, and a gray flying sword quickly formed in front of him.

Chen Yuan's expression froze slightly, but then he sneered and ignored it.

Talisman treasures are also divided into superior and inferior ones. When the Moon-Shattering Gun Talisman in his hand is fully activated, it can exert 20% of the magic weapon's power. Even the peak foundation-building monks have to avoid the sharp edge temporarily.

However, the talisman in the hands of the male cultivator was specially made for Qi Refining monks. It only contains some power of the magic weapon, and at most it can only exert the power equivalent to the best spiritual weapon.

The Qianjun ax and golden brick talismans that Chen Yuan obtained before building the foundation are all of this type and can only be called fake talismans.

These pseudo-talisman treasures have limited power and can only be used as a trump card for the Qi Refining monks, otherwise they would have been snatched away by the Foundation-building monks.

The flying sword in the male cultivator's hand quickly condensed into shape and slashed at the Xuanming water ball. Each strike could cut off a large piece of Xuanming water.

The female cultivator also continuously performed the Fire Python Technique, condensing three fire pythons about ten feet long to besiege Chen Yuan.

But with the full strength of the two, the Xuanming water ball only trembled slightly, still firmly protecting Chen Yuan in the middle.

The two looked anxious and looked at each other. The male cultivator raised his hand to recall the short blade and the gray flying sword, turned around and fled, leaving only the fire python to restrain Chen Yuan.

But at this time, the Broken Moon Spear had condensed into shape. Chen Yuan sneered, raised his hand and waved, and the Xuanming water ball dispersed, shouting: "Go!"

The Broken Moon Spear flashed and shot out. The three fire pythons suddenly froze, and then dissipated silently.

The speed of the two people's flight was far slower than that of the Broken Moon Spear. They quickly stopped and sacrificed the defensive spiritual weapon.

But under Chen Yuan's full strength, the Broken Moon Spear can exert 20% of the power of the magic weapon. With just one strike, the two defensive spiritual weapons shattered together, and the two were stabbed to death one after another.

Chen Yuan immediately recalled the Broken Moon Spear and flew forward.

...

Xu Feiqing looked at the nine golden flying swords that were about to condense into shape, sighed lightly, and suddenly raised his left hand and grabbed Yun Wei's neck from behind: "This is a happy event, why bother to fight? Xu's patience is limited. If the fairy doesn't stop, I will strangle Yun Niang to death now!"

He said this with a smile, but his tone was extremely cold.

Yun Wei's eyes were still blurred. She hugged Xu Feiqing with both hands and whispered softly: "Xu Lang, I want... I want..."

Shen Danmei would naturally not be buried with Yun Wei, but after hearing this, she still looked up.

At this moment, Yun Wei suddenly trembled, turned her head to look at Shen Danmei, and her pupils turned pink.

When their eyes met, Shen Danmei's mind suddenly went blank. She stood there, and Xu Feiqing's charming voice came into her ears: "Madam, why don't you come to your husband's arms?"

Shen Danmei's eyes were unfocused, and a struggle appeared on her face. She slowly put down her hands, and the nine golden flying swords that were about to form trembled slightly, shattered into a piece of golden light, and disappeared.

Xu Feiqing's smile became even stronger, and he whispered: "Yes, that's it, your husband will definitely cherish you well..."

Yun Wei's expression was still intoxicated, and she kept murmuring.

Shen Danmei stared at Yun Wei in a daze, her pupils were also stained with a layer of light pink, her cherry lips opened slightly, and she said in a delicate voice: "Xu...Xu Lang..."

He raised his hand and took back the golden glass mirror and the bronze shield, and slowly flew towards Xu Feiqing.