Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

When Patriarch Yuntian saw Old Ghost Ji's actions, he narrowed his eyes and urged the true essence in his body. The Zhenhai Tower shone brightly, and fell again!

Bang, bang, bang!

The iron zombies that raised their hands to support the Zhenhai Tower exploded one after another, and soon there were less than ten left, and the speed of self-explosion was getting faster and faster.

Patriarch Yuntian's face became paler and paler. When he used high-level magic weapons, the true essence flowed very fast, and the erosion of the invisible demonic energy became more and more fierce. The true essence consumption increased greatly, and the meridians in his body were tingling. Even in the dantian, there was an invisible demonic energy taking advantage of the opportunity to enter.

This invisible demonic energy has a strange origin and permeates the secret realm of yellow sand. It penetrates everywhere and corrodes everything. The higher the cultivation level, the more serious the damage.

But Patriarch Yuntian risked being injured, and he couldn't let Old Ghost Ji use his means calmly.

His eyes became sharp, the spell in his hand changed, and he shouted softly: "Suppress!"

The Zhenhai Tower trembled slightly, and an invisible sealing force spread out, affecting a radius of several miles. The remaining seven iron zombies stagnated and exploded!

After this attack, the face of the old ancestor Yuntian flushed, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, staining the aqua blue clothes red.

He tried his best to stimulate the power of the Zhenhai Tower, but was attacked by the demonic energy and had already injured his dantian.

But in order to seize the Fulong Chizhen Vine, the old ancestor Yuntian spared no cost!

This sealing force was so widespread that Chen Yuan and Wang Lin, who were fighting fiercely, were also enveloped in it.

But the old ancestor Yuntian naturally would not attack Chen Yuan. The sealing force fell on Wang Lin. The black armor on his body suddenly dimmed and became gray, and he could not play any defensive ability.

Chen Yuan's reaction was so sharp that he would never miss such a good opportunity. He immediately rushed forward, trying to take Wang Lin's kick, and punched Wang Lin in the chest and abdomen!

The two were about ten feet tall at this time, and their bodies were similar, but Chen Yuan used his nameless magical power and stimulated Zhu Yan's true blood at the same time, and his strength was far greater than Wang Lin's.

The reason why Wang Lin was able to deal with Chen Yuan just now was mostly because he was wearing silver scales and black magic armor, two layers of protection, and his defensive ability was extremely strong, so he could barely fight Chen Yuan to a draw.

But now, the black magic armor was sealed by the Zhenhai Tower, and it lost its defensive ability for a while. The power of Chen Yuan's punch was not weakened at all, and it all poured into Wang Lin's body through the magic armor that was only superficial.

Bang!

A muffled sound was heard, and Chen Yuan's fist was like a drumstick, hitting a huge cowhide drum heavily. The black magic armor on Wang Lin's body was broken, and the silver scales with golden light underneath were deeply sunken. The whole person flew out like a stone.

Chen Yuan used all his strength in this punch, and Wang Lin was caught off guard and could not resist it. He was actually knocked out, and the direction he flew out was exactly where Jing Shuhan was.

Chen Yuan easily withstood the recoil force, but retreated a few feet, and his body shook, and he chased after him closely, shouting: "Accept your life!"

As soon as the voice fell, Zhuyan True Fire suddenly appeared in his hands, and he frantically urged his true essence.

But the next moment, Chen Yuan's face changed slightly, his body paused, and his speed slowed down. He actually ignored the pursuit of Wang Lin and looked down at his hands, his eyes full of doubt.

At this moment, Ji Laogui had already come to Jing Shuhan.

He hardened his heart and used all the iron zombies accumulated over hundreds of years to block the Zhenhai Tower, and finally gained a chance.

"My dear disciple, quickly practice the mental method that your master has passed on to you!" Ji Laogui slapped Jing Shuhan on the top of his head, passing a very pure true energy, and shouted.

"Yes!" Jing Shuhan immediately raised his hand and made a gesture, his eyes slightly closed, and his expression was solemn.

Seeing this, the eyes of the old ancestor Yuntian turned cold, and the magic formula in his hand changed again. The Zhenhai Tower suddenly shrank ten times, only about ten feet high, but the momentum it exuded was ten times more magnificent than before.

Within a radius of ten miles, the sky and the earth changed color, and the entire sky turned into a rich blue color, as if it had turned into a blue sea in an instant.

The sound of surging waves sounded, and at this moment, everyone seemed to have returned to the Yuqing Sea, and a huge wave was about to rise.

Suddenly, the sound of the surging waves disappeared, as if a huge hand covering the sky and earth pressed down, calming the wild sea.

"Suppress!" The face of the old ancestor Yuntian suddenly turned pale, and he spit out a large mouthful of blood. He pressed his hands down, and the Zhenhai Tower fell down with a bang, smashing directly at Ji Laogui!

If it was outside the Huangsha Secret Realm, Ji Laogui would never be his opponent.

But now, he had to withstand the erosion of the invisible demonic energy, hurting the enemy by a thousand and himself by eight hundred.

The power of this attack was equivalent to the full force of the cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, which was the limit that the old ancestor Yuntian could reach under the suppression of the invisible demonic energy.

He didn't know what tricks Ji Laogui had left on Jing Shuhan, but he had been in the Yuqing Sea cultivation world for nearly a thousand years, and had experienced life and death battles. He would never be careless and leave Ji Laogui any chance to turn the tables.

But Ji Laogui was not afraid at all, just looked up at the falling Zhenhai Tower, and even had time to look at Wang Lin flying towards this side.

The Zhenhai Tower was majestic and firmly locked onto Ji Laogui, almost suppressing the heaven and earth, but it was not falling fast.

The erosion of the invisible evil spirit not only targeted the cultivators, but also the magic weapons.

Ji Laogui smiled proudly: "Daoyou Yuntian, you died in the hands of my incarnation, which is a worthy death."

He put his fingers together in front of his chest, muttered something, and turned around to point at Jing Shuhan.

At this moment, Jing Shuhan, who had been slightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and two white flames ignited in the depths of his pupils, which looked extremely weird.

The corner of her mouth slightly raised, and her right hand stretched out like lightning. The mustard ring on her wrist flashed, and a silver talisman appeared in her hand, ignited without fire, and stuck to Ji Laogui!

Boom!

The next moment, a thunderous sound spread over dozens of miles around, and the silver talisman instantly burned out. The silver-white arc spread violently, and Ji Laogui screamed, and the sound was extremely shrill.

Jing Shuhan was also hit by several arcs, flew backwards, and spit out a large mouthful of blood, but he gritted his teeth and stared at Ji Laogui without making a scream.

At the same time, Wang Lin flew to Ji Laogui's side, his figure suddenly stopped, and two white flames appeared in the depths of his pupils. He bled from all seven orifices and looked extremely terrifying.

Under the ravages of the silver arc, the demonic energy around him dissipated, and the black armor was completely shattered, with scars and blood.

But Wang Lin ignored it, stretched out his hands like lightning, grabbed Ji Laogui's shoulders, and threw him to the Zhenhai Tower in the air with a grim smile.

All this happened in a flash, and the pupils of the old ancestor Yuntian shrank. He never thought that Ji Laogui's two disciples would actually fight back.

But he had lived for nearly a thousand years and had seen all kinds of changes. He calmed down instantly and frantically urged the true energy in his body. The Zhenhai Tower fell faster. He was willing to take this opportunity to kill Ji Laogui even if he suffered the backlash of the demonic energy!

The Zhenhai Tower finally fell, and the raging silver arc dissipated unwillingly under the powerful sealing force, revealing Ji Laogui with torn clothes and burnt black all over his body.

He was thrown to the Zhenhai Tower by Wang Lin, hanging upside down, upside down, and in a miserable state.

As soon as the silver arc was gone, he finally got a chance to breathe. He immediately slapped his chest and spit out a large mouthful of blood, all of which fell on his left arm.

The next moment, the Zhenhai Tower fell on Ji Laogui, but his body suddenly disappeared, leaving only his left arm, which was completely shattered under the powerful sealing power of the Zhenhai Tower.

Ji Laogui's figure appeared ten miles away, his left arm was completely cut off, and blood gushed out like a spring.

Puff!

Yuntian Patriarch couldn't hold back and spit out a mouthful of blood. He frequently used all his strength to activate his life magic weapon, which also cost him a great price.

Ji Laogui flicked his right hand at the wound on his left arm, and a few strands of dark magic energy gushed out, sealing the wound and stopping the bleeding.

There were still a few strands of silver-white arcs on his body, making crackling sounds, but he didn't care at all, his eyes just stared at Jing Shuhan and Wang Lin, his facial features twisted and terrifying.

"Good, very good! You two evil creatures, dare to bully your master and destroy your ancestors!" He roared in a low voice, no longer having the demeanor of a giant of the magic way.

Jing Shuhan steadied herself. Her clothes were tattered, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin and two breathtaking peaks. A line of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

She was a spiritual body. Even though she practiced magic, she still contained a trace of pure spiritual energy in her body, so she was not seriously injured by the thunder talisman.

She stared at Ji Laogui, her eyes full of pleasure: "Treasure the master and destroy the ancestors? Master, you are going to refine me into an external incarnation, do you still want me to wait for death?"

Wang Lin, with his body covered in burnt black and wounds, panted and said: "It's great! Ji Laogui, have you ever thought that this day would come? My junior sister and I have been planning for a long time, and finally we are no longer under your control!"

Ji Laogui's eyes were full of bloodshot, like a ferocious beast that wanted to eat people: "How did you unlock the soul blood ban and the secret method of external incarnation that I planted?"

He turned to look at the old man Yuntian, his eyes full of madness: "It's you? No, it's impossible. Before entering Jueling Island, I specially reinforced it. Even a great cultivator can't solve it. It's impossible!"

His voice gradually lowered, full of doubts and puzzlement: "Who did it? Who ruined my painstaking plan for more than a hundred years? Who is it!"

He shouted the last sentence with all his strength. He no longer had the demeanor of a Yuanying cultivator, but was like a dying beast.

He couldn't help but be crazy. In order to cultivate Wang Lin and refine Jing Shuhan into an external incarnation, he didn't know how much he paid and how much effort he spent in the past hundred years.

Seeing that it was about to bear fruit, all the efforts would be rewarded a hundredfold. Not only could he prolong his life by two hundred years, but he could also use the pure medicinal power of Fulong Chizhen Teng to break through the bottleneck of the middle stage of Yuanying and make great progress in his cultivation.

But in the blink of an eye, everything was gone.

That silver talisman was a famous thunder talisman in the world of immortal cultivation. It was the best at defeating demon cultivators. When it exploded at close range, Ji Laogui was seriously injured. Under the suppression of the Zhenhai Tower, he was forced to perform the art of death-substitution and cut off his left arm, which greatly reduced his strength.

At this moment, his energy was mostly weakened. In the secret realm of Huangsha, which was constantly eroded by demonic energy, he was not even as good as a cultivator in the late stage of the Jiedan stage.

The Fulong Chizhen vine was quietly clinging to the pine tree, only more than ten miles away from Ji Laogui, but it was destined to have no chance with him. (End of this chapter)