Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

After the bald man and Kun Feng, a few more people entered the square, but they were all unknown Jindan cultivators.

Chen Yuan secretly observed from the side, and remembered all these cultivators and all the cultivators and monsters who had entered the square before.

Finally, the one-month deadline came, and the hazy fog covering the edge of the square slowly dissipated, revealing the true face of Jueling Island.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at many human cultivators and monsters who entered Jueling Island for the first time, with curiosity in their eyes.

But they were soon disappointed. What appeared in front of everyone was a large area of ​​ruins.

Collapsed mountains, collapsed halls, dilapidated attics, dry rivers, and in the distance was an endless plain, desolate and silent, filled with a layer of light black mist.

These cultivators were all very surprised. Jueling Island is the first treasure land of Yuqing Sea. Legend has it that there are countless natural treasures, but it looks so dilapidated.

However, many cultivators had heard about the situation inside Jueling Island. They looked calm, but were a little surprised.

They knew that Jueling Island was dilapidated, but they didn't expect it to be so dilapidated.

Chen Yuan had the memory of Master Qingyou and was prepared, but after seeing the magnificent Tongtian Palace, he was also saddened by the dilapidated and dead silence.

At this time, the gate of Tongtian Palace, which had been closed all the time, slowly opened, revealing the deep and dark hall behind it.

All cultivators and monsters withdrew their gazes and looked at Tongtian Palace.

The cross-legged Ancestor Yuntian slowly opened his eyes, and a smile inexplicably appeared on his calm face.

Ji Laogui looked around, laughed, stood up first, and appeared in front of the gate of Tongtian Palace with a flash, and walked in.

Wen Qingxiang followed closely, and Taoist Yunhe also stood up and followed. Shen Yi bowed to Ancestor Yuntian and stepped out.

Qingliu Lay Buddhist put away the bamboo slips in his hand, turned his head to look at Kunfeng on the other side of the square, and his eyes fell on the bald man: "I am waiting for the Demon King in the Demonic Plain!"

He turned and walked towards the Tongtian Palace, his figure as tall as a pine tree.

The bald man snorted coldly, but he didn't dare to threaten the elders of Haoran Sect in front of a group of cultivators.

After Qingliu Lay Buddhist walked into the Tongtian Palace, he turned his head and whispered to Kunfeng: "Be careful and remember to avoid that old man."

Kunfeng nodded, but his expression was a little indifferent.

The bald man looked at Ao Fang: "Brother Ao, let's go too."

Ao Fang stood up from the ground, glanced at the human cultivators, and shook his head slightly: "Kui Xing didn't come, what a pity..."

He strode towards the Tongtian Palace, and the other three demon kings followed closely.

A strong pressure spread from Ao Fang, sweeping across the square, as if a mountain peak was pressing down!

Everyone lowered their heads involuntarily, not daring to look directly at Ao Fang.

This is the power of the demon king, and even more so the power of the dragon. All those below the Nascent Soul stage bowed their heads.

But there are still two exceptions.

Kun Feng stood straight with a defiant look, and even followed the four demon kings to the Tongtian Palace.

Wang Lin had a calm expression, sitting cross-legged on the ground, and the way he looked at Ao Fang was no different from looking at a stone.

Everyone noticed the abnormality of these two people, and fear appeared in their eyes.

These two people must not be provoked, considering the pressure of the eighth-level red dragon as nothing.

Wang Lin is a rare physical cultivator, and he is also notorious in the Yuqinghai cultivation world. It is rumored that he is the disciple of the Kuixing Patriarch, and he will take revenge for any slight.

Kun Feng is a member of the Kunyu clan, the son of the demon king. He dared to walk into the Tongtian Palace in front of the Yuntian Patriarch, and he was defiant and lawless.

According to convention, every time the Jueling Island was opened, before the Nascent Soul cultivators and the transformed demon kings entered the Tongtian Palace, everyone else could only wait in the square.

At this time, Patriarch Yuntian was still in the square. Kunfeng's move made several Zhenhai Sect cultivators very angry.

But they did not dare to rebuke Kunfeng, and could only look at Patriarch Yuntian.

Patriarch Yuntian had a calm expression, and seemed to be indifferent to this, and walked towards the Tongtian Palace.

Wang Lin's eyes moved away from Ao Fang, looked at the crowd, and fell on Chen Yuan.

He lowered his eyes slightly, not daring to look at Ao Fang, just like everyone else.

Chen Yuan seemed to feel Wang Lin's gaze, turned his head, glanced at him, and turned back.

Wang Lin smiled slightly and retracted his gaze.

Chen Yuan was a little puzzled, wondering why Wang Lin suddenly looked at him.

After the four demon kings and Kunfeng entered the Tongtian Palace, Ao Fang's dragon power disappeared, and he raised his head again with the others.

He refined Zhuyan's true blood, so he was naturally not afraid of the dragon's power, but he didn't want to show it, and still pretended to be frightened.

At this time, the voice of the old ancestor Yuntian sounded in Chen Yuan's ears: "Friend Chen, remember to be careful and never make trouble."

As soon as the voice fell, his figure was swallowed by the depths of Tongtian Hall.

After the Yuanying cultivator and the transformed demon king left, the silent crowd finally came alive.

The red dragon, which was about ten feet long, moved and flew towards the hall. The golden-feathered eagle was not willing to lag behind, flapping its wings and following closely.

Then came the blue dragon and the light golden golden-feathered eagle. After the four demon beast royal families all left, the rest of the cultivators and demon beasts swarmed up and walked into Tongtian Hall.

Jing Shuhan moved lightly with lotus steps, and nodded to Chen Yuan with a smile before leaving.

Wang Lin walked with Jing Shuhan and nodded to Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan frowned. Not only did he have no friendship with these two people, but he also had a conflict with them in the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Monsters. Why would they still show kindness to him?

At this time, most of the cultivators and monsters had entered the Tongtian Palace, and there were only a few people left in the square.

Chen Yuan did not delay any longer. He flew to the front door of the Tongtian Palace and walked in.

The hall was dark. Thousands of bronze candles, half the height of a person and as thick as a child's arm, were scattered in the hall, but the oil in the lamps had long been dried up.

In the depths of the hall, there were two stone platforms of ten feet in size, on which two magic arrays were engraved. The complex lines crisscrossed and flickered with a faint spiritual light.

There was no one on one of the stone platforms, but on the other stone platform, there were constantly Jindan cultivators and untransformed monsters entering, and then they were wrapped in a white light and disappeared.

Chen Yuan had the memory of Master Qingyou and knew the situation in the hall long ago.

These two arrays were teleportation arrays. The unused teleportation array led directly to the third trial site and could only be used by Yuanying cultivators.

Another teleportation array leads to the first trial site, and most of the monks have been teleported there.

As long as the rest of the monks and monsters step onto the stone platform, they will be teleported away immediately, without waiting at all.

This is much more mysterious than the ancient teleportation array that Chen Yuan used. It does not require spirit stones to activate, nor does it require a transfer order to protect the body.

Chen Yuan came to the teleportation array, stepped on the stone platform, and a white light wrapped him up. The next moment, his figure disappeared.

The familiar space squeezing force surged, which was much stronger than when using the Tongtian Order.

A slight feeling of dizziness surged, and the white light in front of his eyes was dazzling. Chen Yuan subconsciously closed his eyes.

When the dizziness disappeared, when he opened his eyes again, he had come to a strange place.

The sky and the earth were dark, and Chen Yuan's ears were filled with the sound of the whistling cold wind, and in front of him were snowflakes dancing in the wind.

He raised his right hand, and the snowflakes fell on his palm and arm, condensing without dispersing, and soon accumulated a thin layer, turning him into a snowman.

His feet sank into the deep snow, which was already above his knees.

Looking far away, there was an endless ice field, with heavy snow and a vast expanse of white.

Chen Yuan felt the long-lost chill, but it was not strong.

He practiced both Dharma and body, and was immune to cold and heat. The coldness of this ice field was far beyond the ordinary.

Chen Yuan circulated his true essence, and the snow on his body melted quietly, and his figure slowly rose into the air.

The trials in Jueling Island were not conducted on Jueling Island, but in three secret spaces.

This is the first trial - the Ice and Fire Realm.

Jueling Island has been opened dozens of times, and the three trials have long been known to people. Chen Yuan also has the memory of Master Qingyou, and knows more about these three trials than other cultivators.

The Ice and Fire Realm is divided into two parts, the Ice Field and the Desert, which are clearly divided. The cultivator needs to obtain the inner alchemy of the two fierce beasts of ice and fire, and pass through the Ice and Fire Realm to pass the first trial.

Fierce beasts are a general term for wild and exotic species. Like monsters, they can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and use their innate magical powers, but they have no intelligence and are fierce.

The ferocious beasts in the Ice and Fire Realm are not too strong, only equivalent to Jindan cultivators, but in the environment of the ice desert, they are like a tiger with wings and are difficult to deal with.

When Master Qingyou entered Jueling Island, he was already a mid-stage Jindan cultivator and a true disciple of the Wentian Sect. He was very powerful, but it took him a lot of effort to kill two ferocious beasts and pass the first test.

Chen Yuan's mind flashed with the scene of Master Qingyou passing through the Ice and Fire Realm, and he spread his spiritual sense to investigate the surrounding situation.

But I don't know if it was the special nature of the Ice and Fire Realm. At that time, the heavy snow had the effect of curbing spiritual sense. His spiritual sense could only cover 20 miles around him, which was reduced by one third.

Within this range, there were no other cultivators, and no traces of ferocious beasts were found.

Not only that, in the blizzard, the sky was dark, the sun and the moon were sneaking, and it was impossible to identify the direction.

Chen Yuan frowned, randomly chose a direction, and flew away.

He was not fast, thirty feet from the ground, and always paid attention to the ice field under his feet.

True Man Qing You was careless and was attacked by a fierce beast rushing out of the ice field, and almost died under the claws of the fierce beast.

Although the fierce beast has no intelligence, it can survive in the ice and fire realm, and it is also very cunning, so it must be guarded against.

Moreover, the heavy snow blocked the vision, and the spiritual sense was suppressed, and the detection range was reduced a lot. It is necessary to beware of other cultivators and monsters entering the ice and fire realm.

This caution soon showed its effect. Chen Yuan had just flown out for two hours and met a middle-aged cultivator.

He suddenly broke into the range covered by Chen Yuan's spiritual sense, and his speed was also slow, and his eyes were alert.

But he was only in the middle stage of the Jindan realm, and his spiritual sense was not as good as Chen Yuan, so he did not find his trace.

Chen Yuan turned his body and flew in another direction.

Fierce beasts are hard to find in the ice and fire realm, and everyone is a potential opponent.

He had no interest in joining forces with this man, nor in killing people for treasure, so he simply avoided him.

After brushing shoulders with the middle-aged monk, Chen Yuan flew slowly all the way, spreading his spiritual sense at all times to investigate the surrounding situation, especially the ice under the thick snow.

Along the way, all he saw was the vast ice field, the ice was as hard as stone, the snow was thick, and he did not encounter any plants or any living creatures.

This ice field seemed to be a dead place, shrouded by a never-ending blizzard, with only fierce and cunning beasts hiding in the wind and snow, waiting for the monks to enter this place.

The ice under the snow was also quite strange, which could block the exploration of spiritual sense.

But Chen Yuan still used his spiritual sense to investigate every inch of ice wherever he passed, and he did not hesitate to slow down his escape speed for this, as if he was looking for something.

One day later, Chen Yuan's true energy was more than half consumed, so he had to lower his escape light, set up a formation, hide his body, meditate and practice, and restore his true energy.

He had been flying in the air, and he needed to continue to circulate his true energy to resist the cold. Although the consumption was not large, the accumulation should not be underestimated.

Moreover, he always spread his spiritual consciousness and carefully investigated every inch of the ice field he passed by. The consumption of spiritual power should not be underestimated, and he needed time to recuperate.

Two hours later, Chen Yuan continued to fly forward in the original direction.

The sky was dark in the blizzard, and there was no difference between day and night.

Chen Yuan's escape speed was extremely slow, and his investigation of the ice field was more detailed.

Suddenly, Chen Yuan paused, and a cultivator entered his spiritual consciousness range.

This person looked to be about thirty years old, with a goatee under his chin, and his aura was overflowing. He had the cultivation of the late stage of Jindan.

The monk with goat beard also noticed Chen Yuan's trace, but his reaction was much more intense. He immediately offered a bronze mirror, looked at Chen Yuan from a distance with a vigilant look on his face.

The two of them faced each other quietly in the snow and wind. No one could see the scene more than ten miles away, but under the perception of the divine sense, every move of the other party could be seen clearly.

After a while, Chen Yuan said: "I have no intention of being an enemy of you, please don't misunderstand me."

The monk with goat beard looked a little relieved: "I don't want to cause trouble for you, you and I might as well retreat separately, how about it?"

He moved his body and slowly retreated, Chen Yuan also retreated, and his divine sense soon lost the perception of the monk with goat beard.

After escaping for hundreds of miles, he suddenly turned back and fled for hundreds of miles before slowing down his speed.

During this process, he kept an eye on the movements around him, guarding against the monk with goat beard returning and attacking secretly.

Chen Yuan didn't want to fight with others for no reason, but he would not easily listen to others' words.

He continued to explore the ice under the snow, and suddenly his face changed slightly. He changed direction slightly, flew a few miles, and then dropped his escape light.

He flicked his sleeves, and a gust of wind blew, clearing the snow in front of him, revealing a corpse.

The dead person was a young female cultivator, with eyes wide open, mouth slightly open, and a look of horror, but still unable to hide her beautiful appearance.

She was wearing a gorgeous palace dress, lying on her back in the snow, a sword wound pierced her heart, blood stained her front, and her left hand covered her chest. The five slender fingers were very beautiful, but at this time they were covered with a layer of white frost, cold and stiff.

Chen Yuan still remembered this female cultivator. On the square, this woman was surrounded by a male cultivator, with an attentive attitude, but she looked cold and unmoved.

In less than two days, she turned into a cold corpse.

Chen Yuan looked at the horrified face of the female cultivator, and was silent for a moment. He flicked his finger, and a fireball flew out, burning the female cultivator's body into a small pile of ashes.

The female cultivator did not have the mustard ring and storage bag on her body, which should have been taken away by the person who killed her.

Chen Yuan raised his sleeve and blew a gust of wind. A small pile of snow flew over and covered the ashes of the female cultivator.

Although he was not a good person, he could not ignore such a tragic death.

Chen Yuan shook his head slightly and set off again, but he was much more vigilant than before.

The ice field was too cold. After the cultivator died, the body would freeze immediately, and the endless snow would quickly cover it.

He didn't know when the female cultivator died. Maybe the person who killed her was still nearby, so he had to be careful.

When he flew thousands of miles without encountering other cultivators, he finally put his mind at ease and concentrated on investigating the ice under the snow.

In the next day, Chen Yuan still did not encounter the beast, but he was not in a hurry. After recovering his true energy, he continued on his way.

The Ice and Fire Realm is vast and the environment is harsh, so it is difficult to find beasts.

There are even cultivators who flew hundreds of thousands of miles and spent two months until the trial was closed, but they still could not gather the inner pills of the two beasts and were forced to be teleported out of the Absolute Spirit Island.

Of course, this is only a minority, but most of the Jindan cultivators need at least half a month to a month to gather the two inner pills and pass the trial.

It is still early now, and Chen Yuan does not need to be in a hurry.

He flew slowly for three hours, and when he was carefully investigating the ice, a huge figure suddenly broke into his consciousness.

This is a giant eagle, about ten feet long, with black feathers all over its body, a pair of blue eyes, a strong body, and a strong demonic aura. It is actually a level seven green-eyed eagle.

When Chen Yuan was hunting monsters in the Ten Thousand Monsters Sea, he once encountered a level seven green-eyed eagle and had to abandon the formation and flee.

But now, when he met it again, he was not afraid at all.

The demon beast's spiritual awareness was not as good as that of a human cultivator, so the green-eyed eagle did not find Chen Yuan.

But it was extremely fast, and soon flew several miles away, and came within fifteen miles of Chen Yuan, and found his figure.

The green-eyed eagle let out a sharp cry, and a cold light flashed in its green eyes. It flapped its wings and flew towards Chen Yuan.

It was just a cultivator in the middle stage of Jindan, and it didn't take it seriously at all, just a good treat.

Chen Yuan smiled slightly. He was thinking about how to prevent the green-eyed eagle from escaping, but it came to him by itself, saving him a lot of effort.

He stopped where he was, sacrificed the Yuanlu armor, and waited for the green-eyed eagle to fly over.

The green-eyed eagle was indeed fast enough. Within a few breaths, it crossed a distance of more than ten miles and came in front of Chen Yuan.

It flapped its wings, and two green gusts flew out, turning into dozens of wind blades about ten feet long, slashing towards Chen Yuan.

The blue wind blade came fiercely, and with the help of the cold wind, it rolled up countless snowflakes, which grew to three feet long and covered the sky.

But Chen Yuan did not give in. He raised his hand and made a gesture. The Yuan Tujia swelled wildly in the wind and turned into a huge tortoise shell about ten feet in size. He pointed his finger and three tortoise shell phantoms appeared to meet it.

Clang clang clang clang!

The sound of metal clashing continued. The Yuan Tujia body was the main one, and the three tortoise shell phantoms were the auxiliary ones, blocking all the hundreds of wind blades.

The magic weapon in the hands of the Yuanying cultivator was indeed good. This blue wind blade was the innate magical power of the Green Eyed Eagle clan. It was extremely sharp, but it was useless in front of the Yuan Tujia.

Chen Yuan's figure flashed, and he rushed towards the blue-eyed eagle, shouting: "Evil beast, dare you fight me!"

The blue-eyed eagle was furious. It had been in the sea of ​​monsters for hundreds of years and had killed more than a dozen human cultivators, but it had never been despised like this!

"Looking for death!" It screamed and raised its claws to grab Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan was delighted. This blue-eyed eagle actually refined the transverse bone in the throat. Its strength should be good. After the demon pill is refined into a pill, the medicinal power will be even better.

However, the blue-eyed eagle did not lose its mind in anger. It displayed its innate magical power and condensed a huge green claw shadow outside the iron claw, grabbing it fiercely.

Chen Yuan pointed and pointed, and a Yuan Crocodile Armor flashed and appeared in front of him, blocking the green claw shadow and breaking apart.

This was a phantom differentiated from the Yuan Crocodile Armor. Its defensive ability was far inferior to that of the main body, and it was shattered by the magical power of the blue-eyed eagle.

But this block also reduced the power of the green claw shadow by half. Chen Yuan activated his nameless magical power, and his body grew to about two feet tall. His whole body turned silver-white. He raised his left arm to block in front of him. The green claw shadow swung past, leaving only a shallow scar.

This claw was only slightly stronger than a low-level magic weapon, and was easily blocked by Chen Yuan.

The green-eyed eagle was shocked. Chen Yuan actually blocked this claw with his body, which made it feel bad.

Although this attack was blocked by the tortoise shell magic weapon, the remaining power was enough to tear any Jindan cultivator to pieces. This person must be suspicious!

The green-eyed eagle immediately pulled back, but it was too late.

Chen Yuan raised his right hand like lightning and grabbed its left claw, then stretched out his left hand and grabbed its right wing. He suddenly exerted force and directly tore the green-eyed eagle in half! (End of this chapter)