Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Chen Yuan used all his strength in this punch. Under the huge force of 200,000 jin, the seven-story pagoda shook violently, and several cracks appeared on the pagoda, but then it recovered.

Xu Feiqing's face changed drastically, and he quickly withdrew and retreated, while offering the flying sword in his hand.

This person's punch was so terrifying that it could shake the talisman.

He thought of the records of physical cultivation that he had seen in ancient books. This person's physical strength was so strong that he must be a physical cultivator!

Xu Feiqing had no intention of holding back at this moment and used all means.

After offering the flying sword, he took out a top-grade spirit talisman, the Ice Spirit Talisman, held it in his hand, and injected true energy frantically.

The combat power of physical cultivators is far superior to that of cultivators of the same level, and they are extremely durable in battle. They must use thundering means to have a chance of winning.

After Chen Yuan flew back more than ten feet, he unloaded the recoil force and looked down at Shen Danmei in his arms.

Chen Yuan took the recoil force, and Shen Danmei was not seriously injured. Her eyes were full of surprise, and she murmured: "Junior Brother Chen, you... you are a physical cultivator?"

Chen Yuan said in a deep voice: "Sister, wait a moment, I will explain to you after I kill this beast."

He flashed and rushed to Xu Feiqing again, punching out.

After he activated the power of his flesh, his speed was so fast that Xu Feiqing tried his best to escape, but still could not avoid it.

Dang!

There was another loud noise, and several cracks as thick as a child's arm appeared on the seven-story pagoda. The gold and silver light was obviously dimmed a little, but it was still not broken.

Chen Yuan flew back more than ten feet and stopped. The flying sword in Xu Feiqing's hand passed through the seven-story pagoda and flew towards him.

Chen Yuan did not dare to use the thousand-year-old ice silk gloves to forcibly dismantle the top-grade flying sword. With a thought, he called back the Broken Moon Spear to block the flying sword.

When the two collided, the Broken Moon Spear had the upper hand, and the flying sword made a wailing sound and flew back.

The talisman contained the power of magic weapons, which could not be resisted by the top-grade spiritual weapons.

At this moment, the jade bracelet took the opportunity to attack Chen Yuan, but the Broken Moon Spear was so fast that after blocking the flying sword, the tip of the spear turned and stabbed the jade bracelet, leaving a shallow mark and repelling it.

Xu Feiqing's face became more and more ugly. Although he was a true disciple of the Hehuan Sect, he had already played all his cards by taking out three top-grade spiritual weapons, and he could not take out more treasures.

The Broken Moon Spear entangled the flying sword of the jade bracelet, and the seven-story pagoda was shaky under Chen Yuan's heavy punch. Except for the ice spirit talisman in his hand, there was no other means to threaten Chen Yuan.

Ding!

Chen Yuan rushed up again and punched, and the shaking of the seven-story pagoda became more and more serious, and the cracks on the tower became more and more dense. After a breath of time, it was restored to its original state.

But the gold and silver light was much dimmer and could not last too long.

Chen Yuan felt the recoil force that had been reduced a lot, sneered, came to the front of the pagoda, and threw punch after punch. The sound of metal clashing came out, like the sound of bells in the Taoist temple.

Within three short breaths, the cracks on the seven-story pagoda became more and more, and the repair speed became slower and slower. The gold and silver light became dimmer and dimmer, as if it was on the verge of collapse.

Xu Feiqing's heart was also trembling constantly. The loud noises that came into his ears were the sound of the devil's voice that urged him to die.

Just when Chen Yuan threw the thirteenth punch, the ice spirit talisman in Xu Feiqing's hand finally burned out, and a half-foot-sized white beast slowly condensed into shape.

This beast was transparent all over, as if it was condensed from ice, like a wolf or a leopard, with sharp claws and fangs, cold eyes, and a strong spirit all over.

This was a demon soul sealed in the ice spirit talisman, whose strength was no less than that of a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building, and could last for a quarter of an hour.

Xu Feiqing breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and pointed at Chen Yuan, shouting: "Go!"

The white beast left a residual image on the spot, pounced on Chen Yuan silently, and came to Chen Yuan in an instant.

Chen Yuan stopped and threw a punch, hitting the claws of the white beast.

The claws of the white beast were extremely sharp, and the thousand-year-old ice silk gloves were just a top-grade magic weapon, so they were easily scratched, leaving a shallow scar on the back of Chen Yuan's hand.

But under Chen Yuan's huge force, the white beast exploded directly and turned into a ball of crystal ice.

Chen Yuan looked down and saw a big hole in the thousand-year-old ice silk glove on his right hand. The thin white silk threads were intertwined in a mess, surrounded by a group of broken transparent silk threads.

The magic weapon was broken, and the thousand-year-old ice silk glove changed from transparent to white. It looked very abrupt when it was put on Chen Yuan's hand.

Chen Yuan's mind moved, and the glove on his right hand automatically took off and put it into the storage bag.

Thousand-year-old ice silk is a top-grade spiritual material, very tough, and naturally will not be damaged, but the auxiliary materials for refining gloves are not immune.

The right hand glove must be re-refined before it can be used in a fight, otherwise it is just a ball of thousand-year-old ice silk.

Before that, he can only rely on his own body.

It took Chen Yuan only a breath of time to take off the gloves. During this period, the crystal ice shards condensed together again, turned into a white beast, and pounced on him again.

Chen Yuan punched out with his right fist and blew up the white beast, but his right arm was grabbed by the claws of the beast, leaving a three-inch long wound.

The giant spirit body can greatly strengthen Chen Yuan's body, but it is limited by the cultivation level, and it still breaks through the bottleneck of the fifth-level monster beast. The white beast, which is equivalent to a late-stage foundation-building cultivator, can still leave wounds on him.

After the white beast was blown up, it condensed into a body again in an instant and pounced on Chen Yuan without stopping.

Chen Yuan punched out twice in succession, blowing the white beast to pieces. Two more hideous wounds appeared on its body, and blood was gushing out.

Xu Feiqing saw this, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes. He urged his true essence to drive the white beast to entangle Chen Yuan, and at the same time controlled the jade bracelet and flying sword to continuously attack the golden short gun.

Although the physical cultivators are powerful, they are not invincible. Chen Yuan has no protective spiritual weapon, and his body cannot resist the white beast, so he cannot resist the top-grade spiritual weapon.

The ice spirit talisman can last for a quarter of an hour. Before that, he can use up the short gun talisman treasure, and then use two top-grade spiritual weapons to attack Chen Yuan. It is not that there is no chance of victory.

He is a peak foundation cultivator, and he practices the top-level skills. He absorbs and replenishes the Yin essence of many furnaces and tripods. The true essence in his body is rich, and he can keep fighting with Chen Yuan.

Shen Danmei didn't know what Xu Feiqing was thinking, but she saw that Chen Yuan was covered with scars and showed a worried look on her face: "Brother Chen, why don't you retreat..."

Chen Yuan didn't answer, just shook his head, and continued to rush up and fight with the white beast.

He and Xu Feiqing had already formed a grudge, and he showed his physical strength. How could he let this person go?

The white beast was a bit difficult to deal with, but it was wishful thinking to stop him.

Chen Yuan punched the white beast again, and then he came to the seven-story pagoda and punched it!

Ding!

The seven-story pagoda shook violently, and dense cracks appeared on the tower. Chen Yuan flew back ten feet under the huge recoil force.

But the white beast, which had re-condensed its form, also pounced behind Chen Yuan and grabbed him with a claw.

Chen Yuan had no time to dodge, and was scratched by the white beast with a deep wound that could be seen to the bone. A sharp pain came over him, and he stabilized his body and punched it to death.

Then he stroked the storage bag, took out three thumb-sized red beads, and threw them at the seven-story pagoda.

"Fire Thunder Beads!"

Xu Feiqing recognized the three round beads at a glance, his face changed drastically, and he raised his hand and made a gesture. The pink gauze around him suddenly expanded, like a screen, covering him.

The Fire Thunder Beads turned into three red streams of light, flew in front of the seven-story pagoda, and exploded.

If the seven-story pagoda was intact, even ten Fire Thunder Beads would not pose any threat.

But at this time, the seven-story pagoda was on the verge of collapse under Chen Yuan's continuous bombardment.

These three Fire Thunder Beads were the last straw. In the bursting red fire and lightning, the seven-story pagoda was blown to pieces, and the talisman in front of Xu Feiqing spontaneously combusted without fire and turned into ashes.

He had used this talisman several times before, consuming a lot of power, and today it finally died.

However, after the three fire thunder beads blew up the seven-story pagoda, their power was exhausted. The three balls of red fire and lightning quickly dissipated, revealing Xu Feiqing surrounded by pink gauze.

The red smoke around him also became much thinner. The fire thunder beads did not distinguish between enemies and friends. While destroying the seven-story pagoda, they also blew up more than ten fire cloud sands around it.

Shen Danmei was stunned when she saw that Chen Yuan had such a method.

Although the fire thunder beads were useless to the foundation-building cultivators, they were extremely rare. Chen Yuan took out three of them at once, which really surprised her.

How many secrets are hidden in Chen Yuan?

After Chen Yuan threw out three fire thunder beads, the re-condensed white beast pounced on him again. He had to stop and blow up the white beast.

Xu Feiqing took this opportunity to escape more than ten feet away, pulling some distance from Chen Yuan. He stroked the storage bag and took out a blue flying boat.

After he used the talisman just now, his defensive ability increased greatly, but his escape speed also slowed down a lot.

Now that the seven-story pagoda was destroyed, he was freed instead, and wanted to use the white beast to entangle Chen Yuan and take the opportunity to escape.

Xu Feiqing wanted to rely on the white beast and the seven-story pagoda to fight Chen Yuan.

But the pagoda was destroyed, and the Broken Moon Spear was still very spiritual, so he dared not entangle with Chen Yuan again.

How could Chen Yuan allow Feiqing to escape? His eyes became sharp, and he stroked the storage bag. A wooden box appeared out of thin air in front of him. The lid of the box was opened, and a black sword light was placed in it, about half a foot long, with a deep luster, condensed and not dissipated.

He pointed at one point and shouted: "Cut!"

Clang!

There was no sword in the box, but a crisp sword sound came out, and the sky and the earth lost their color in an instant. The black sword light flashed by, cutting through the pink gauze in one fell swoop, and cutting Xu Feiqing's body in half!

The black sword light given by the heroic Taoist of Tiangang Sword Sect, which has never failed for a century, can kill cultivators in the late stage of foundation building. It is one of Chen Yuan's biggest trump cards. It has been kept secret. Today, he used it on Xu Feiqing and achieved success in one fell swoop.

Wherever the sword light passed, the red cloud was divided into two parts, with a thin black line in the middle, and they could never blend together.

The power of sword cultivation can cut everything.

But Xu Feiqing's body was cut into two parts, but he did not die.

He practiced the supreme secret technique of Hehuan Sect, and his soul was condensed. He was able to save his life under the black sword light. The illusory soul floated out of the broken body and stared at Chen Yuan.

His strongest method was the charm technique, but because it was interrupted by Chen Yuan, his soul was shaken and he could not use it for a while. He could only use the spiritual weapon talisman to fight the enemy. Before he could exert his full strength, he was cut into two halves by the black sword light.

This black sword light contains a trace of sword intent, which is extremely sharp. It must be left by a Jindan sword cultivator.

In addition to being a physical cultivator, this person also has many treasures such as talismans, fire thunder beads, black sword light, etc. With the cultivation level of the middle stage of foundation building, he can fight against the peak foundation building cultivator. Xu Feiqing has never seen such a person.

He was very unwilling in his heart and asked: "Xu's death is approaching, can you leave your name?"

Chen Yuan did not answer. He punched the white beast expressionlessly, then flew towards Xu Feiqing.

He killed six demon cultivators in a row, used the magic weapon and talisman treasures, and performed the secret technique of the giant spirit body. His inner essence was consumed a lot, so he had no time to talk nonsense with this person.

Xu Feiqing was not a Jindan cultivator. Even if he left his soul, he could not escape with the golden elixir and could only be slaughtered.

Seeing Chen Yuan flying towards him, he fell into despair and shouted: "Even if I will die today, you can't have an easy life!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the three beautiful ghosts no longer made a lewd sound, but let out a shrill scream, and a layer of white flames burned all over their bodies, rushing towards Chen Yuan.

Xu Feiqing was left with only a remnant soul, unable to activate the spiritual weapon. The jade bracelet and the flying sword stopped and hung quietly in the air. The Broken Moon Spear no longer needed to resist these two top-grade spiritual weapons.

Chen Yuan's mind moved, and the Broken Moon Spear flew towards the three ghosts, but it passed through their bodies without causing any impact.

Chen Yuan's face was slightly condensed, and his body shook, trying to avoid the ghosts, but the ghosts were invisible and intangible. At this time, they were burning, and their escape speed was faster. In an instant, they arrived in front of Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan punched out, passing through the ghosts, and the three beautiful ghosts pounced on him and merged into Chen Yuan's body.

At this time, Xu Feiqing's soul also ignited white flames, and laughed loudly: "These three ghosts are made by me using the souls of three late foundation-building furnaces. At this moment, all the power of the ghosts is burned, which can be comparable to the souls of Jindan cultivators. You just wait to die!"

Chen Yuan immediately looked inward, and suddenly three more ghosts appeared in the soul space, rushing towards his soul.

But at this moment, the jade disc that recorded the "Nine Transformations of the True Spirit" technique suddenly emitted thousands of golden lights, shining on the three beautiful ghosts. The ghosts screamed and evaporated under the golden light.

But the white flames remained, burning quietly in the soul space.

Chen Yuan felt a splitting headache, and a layer of white flames attached to his consciousness, which disappeared after a few breaths.

He quickly spread his consciousness and found that the coverage of his consciousness had shrunk by dozens of feet, even worse than that of ordinary late-stage foundation-building cultivators.

But Chen Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, his soul was intact, only his consciousness was damaged.

For other people, the damage to their consciousness would also be extremely difficult, but he had the soul-nourishing wood in his hand, and he only needed to use the soul-nourishing wood to warm it for a period of time, and his consciousness would be restored to its original state.

Xu Feiqing's remaining soul was only half, and he was shocked to see that Chen Yuan did not die under the attack of the three ghosts: "You can actually resist the soul-devouring technique?"