Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Ji Laogui looked at Patriarch Yuntian and Taoist Yunhe with a smile on his face, but there was a hint of gloominess on his old wrinkled face.

"Three drops of century-old milk, Ji Dao's friendly spirit." Taoist Yunhe praised.

Ji Laogui and his two disciples were able to arrive so quickly. He must have spent his true energy on the way. He directly used three drops of the hundred-year-old spirit milk that can restore 30% to 40% of his true energy. This can be said to be very courageous.

When Patriarch Yuntian heard this, his face darkened slightly and he glanced at Chen Yuan.

Ji Laogui glanced at the two beast puppets next to Taoist Yunhe, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes: "Ancient beast puppets, Taoist Taoist Yunhe is a good method. If I hadn't come earlier, , I’m afraid the Fulong Chizhen Vine has been picked off by fellow Taoist, right?”

Taoist Yun He narrowed his eyes and said, "Fellow Taoist Ji, what you said is wrong. The old Taoist tried his best and only got two dead objects. How can you and Taoist Yuntian cultivate two physical cultivators without saying a word?"

Ancestor Yuntian said calmly: "There are many physical cultivators in the Jade Clear Sea, but the ancient beast puppets are unique."

"Fellow Daoist Yunhe, these two beast puppets need to be driven by the best spiritual stones. Even the Nascent Soul cultivator can resist them, right?"

"Two mid-level body cultivators are no match for beast puppets."

Old Ghost Ji nodded slightly: "Yes, fellow Taoist can actually bring out the long-lost beast puppet. The physical training we have worked so hard to cultivate pales in comparison. I have no choice but to ask fellow Taoist to retreat."

Taoist Yunhe's face darkened: "What, what do the two fellow Taoists think, are you planning to join forces to deal with the old Taoist?"

Old Ghost Ji laughed sinisterly: "Why not join forces?"

Ancestor Yuntian looked at Taoist Yunhe with an expressionless expression, showing a sense of solemnity.

Taoist Yunhe looked at Patriarch Yuntian and said coldly: "I didn't expect that Fellow Taoist Yuntian would put aside his grudges and join forces with Fellow Daoist Ji. Forty-six years ago, Zeng Yinqiu of Tianji Sect seriously injured fellow Taoist Mu of your sect. Have you forgotten, fellow Taoist?"

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist. I dare not forget the hatred of Senior Brother Mu. After Fellow Daoist leaves, Fellow Daoist Ji and I will naturally see a difference." Ancestor Yuntian said calmly.

Ji Laogui laughed: "Yes, fellow Taoist, you don't have to worry about this matter. No matter whose hands the Fulong Chizhen Teng falls into, it has nothing to do with fellow Taoist!"

Taoist Yunhe looked at Patriarch Yuntian, his face was as gloomy as water, and he said word by word: "Okay, the old Taoist admitted his defeat today. Fellow Taoist Yuntian ignored the distinction between good and evil and joined forces with the demonic monks."

"After leaving Jueling Island, the old Taoist will definitely spread this matter to see how the orthodox monks in Yu Qinghai view fellow Taoists and Zhenhai Sect!"

In the world of Yuqinghai Immortal Cultivation, there are a lot of disputes between the righteous monks and the demonic monks.

Demonic monks are cruel and bloodthirsty, and many of them practice techniques using the souls, flesh, bones, and other objects of mortal monks, which are not tolerated by righteous monks.

Zhenhai Sect and Tianji Sect are the leaders of good and evil respectively, and many sects and families of good and evil are attached to the two major sects.

Only when facing the demon clan, the good and evil monks will join forces to fight against the enemy, but they are also clearly divided.

Ancestor Yuntian chose to join forces with Old Ghost Ji for the Fulong Chizhen Vine. If word spread, it would definitely damage his reputation, and the Zhenhai Sect would also arouse criticism from the righteous monks.

However, the battle between good and evil is ultimately a battle for interests. The higher your cultivation level, the less you care about it.

Taoist Yunhe's move can only bring some infamy to Patriarch Yuntian, but it is of no great use.

The status of Zhenhai Sect's first sect will not be diminished by this.

Taoist Yunhe knew this very well. After uttering the harsh words, he put away the two beast puppets, turned around and flew away.

But Ancestor Yuntian flashed and flew in front of Taoist Yunhe, stopped him, and said calmly: "You can leave if you want, fellow Taoist, but please leave the two beast puppets behind."

Taoist Yunhe said angrily: "Fellow Taoist, please don't go too far!"

Old Ghost Ji also came forward: "In this secret realm of yellow sand, the two beast puppets in the hands of fellow Taoist are worth one Nascent Soul monk."

"If you retreat now, you can sit back and watch the fight between the tigers and the tigers, and then you can come out to clean up the mess after the two of us have decided who is better. Then wouldn't we have made wedding clothes for our Taoist friends?"

Taoist Yunhe was extremely angry and laughed back: "Okay, okay, it seems that the two Taoists will not give up until they do it once. Then let the old Taoist learn the methods of these two Taoists!"

He raised his sleeves and flicked, and three beast puppets appeared out of thin air in front of him. In addition to the wolf and leopard, there was also a yellow-haired giant ape about ten feet tall.

Taoist Yunhe raised his hand and threw another spiritual stone, which was swallowed by the yellow-haired giant ape. He said coldly: "The old Taoist worked hard to find three beast puppets for the Fulong Chizhen Vine. It's just one against two, so what's the problem?" ?go!"

He also pointed at two beast puppets, a wolf and a leopard, flying towards Chen Yuan and Wang Lin respectively.

The giant yellow-haired ape punched his chest hard and rushed towards Old Ghost Ji with a powerful momentum.

Taoist Yunhe himself sacrificed the three-thousand-year-old thunder-strike jujube sword and faced Ancestor Yuntian.

As for Jing Shuhan, who was only in the early stage of pill formation, Taoist Yunhe paid no attention to her, and Ji Laogui had no intention of letting her attack Taoist Yunhe, but just asked her to stay aside.

Chen Yuan looked at the oncoming wolf-shaped beast puppet, his heart sank, he used his nameless magical power, his body grew to a height of one foot, turned silvery white, and faced it.

He did not expect that Old Ghost Ji and Ancestor Yuntian would be so decisive and choose to join forces to deal with Taoist Yunhe.

Inexplicably, the scene emerged in his mind in the sea of ​​ten thousand monsters. Patriarch Yuntian possessed Lu Gui, and after communicating with Old Ghost Ji who was possessed by Jing Shuhan, he retreated.

The two may have been discussing joining forces since then.

Chen Yuan wanted to see the three people fighting, and then take advantage of the situation to escape, but now it seems that he can only postpone his actions.

Once Ji Laogui and Yuntian Patriarch joined forces, even if he, Wang Lin and Jing Shuhan attacked at the same time, it would be difficult to win.

At this time, Yuntian Patriarch's voice came into Chen Yuan's ears: "Friend Chen, it is important to protect yourself, and don't fight to the death with the beast puppet."

Before Chen Yuan replied, the wolf-shaped beast puppet was only a few dozen feet away from him, and it opened its mouth and spurted out a silver light column. Chen Yuan couldn't dodge it, so he raised his hand and grabbed it, and the Qinglong Shield appeared out of thin air and blocked in front of him.

Bang!

The silver light column hit the Qinglong Shield, like a giant hammer smashing down, making a loud noise.

The Qinglong Shield trembled heavily, and it was a little charred, and the spiritual light was slightly dimmed.

This silver light column seemed gentle, but it was actually very fierce. The Qinglong Shield was also mediocre among low-level magic weapons, and it was quite difficult to resist.

Chen Yuan pointed his finger at one point, and the Feiyun Sword shot out with thunderous force, slashing the wolf-shaped beast puppet, but it was like hitting a piece of leather, making a dull sound, and only leaving a shallow mark on its gray-black fur.

Chen Yuan's face was slightly condensed. The Feiyun Sword was the top among low-level magic weapons. With one sword, it couldn't even cut the fur of the beast puppet, which was really unexpected.

This was not only because the material of the beast puppet was excellent, but also because it was eroded by the invisible demonic energy, the power of the Feiyun Sword was reduced a lot.

When Chen Yuan sacrificed the Feiyun Sword, he did not forget to rush forward, wanting to fight the wolf-shaped beast puppet in close combat to save the consumption of true energy.

The wolf-shaped beast puppet was hit by the Feiyun Sword, and its body retreated instead of advancing. It opened its mouth again and sprayed out a silver light column, which was blocked by the Qinglong Shield, sank down, and the spiritual light became dimmer.

Compared with the damage to the Qinglong Shield, the true energy consumed to resist the silver light column made Chen Yuan even more dissatisfied.

His eyes turned cold, he put away the Qinglong Shield, and his speed increased suddenly. He came to the wolf-shaped beast puppet and punched it! (End of this chapter)