Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Xiong Lie's face changed drastically, and he swallowed the second half of his sentence and turned around to resist immediately.

But he was caught off guard and could not respond in time, and Chen Yuan's punch hit him hard.

A dark light flashed, and the snow-white cloak behind him broke silently, like a piece of rice paper cut by a sharp blade.

Xiong Lie was like being hit by a meteor falling from the sky, flying backwards and hitting the wasteland heavily.

His body plowed a deep groove that extended a hundred feet away, and the hard frozen soil and ice and snow seemed to be the softest yellow mud, surging and splashing.

After Chen Yuan threw this punch, his face changed slightly, and he looked down at the mustard ring on his wrist, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

But he quickly gathered his mind, flapped his wings, teleported to Xiong Lie's side, and punched again.

Because Chen Yuan paused in the air for a breath, Xiong Lie had already stood up from the groove at this moment.

His back was invaded by the sharp black light, leaving a fist mark deep enough to see the bone, and even his internal organs could be seen moving.

Chen Yuan used all his strength in this punch, and Xiong Lie was severely injured in one blow.

Facing Chen Yuan who attacked again, he roared wildly, raised his arms, and crossed them in front of his chest.

Xiong Lie's hair grew wildly, turning into thick snow-white hair, and his body grew to several feet high, with fangs protruding, turning into a violent bear as big as a mountain.

Xiong Lie knew that if he didn't show his true form, he would die.

But even if he showed his true form, he couldn't stop Chen Yuan's punch.

The violent bear was several feet tall, with a hideous face and a fierce aura all over his body, like a wild beast.

Chen Yuan was more than six feet tall, and in front of Xiong Lie, he was like a flying insect.

His fist hit Xiong Lie's thick and broad arms, like a needle piercing the trunk of a towering tree.

But this needle contained tremendous power, enough to break a towering tree in half.

Xiong Lie's feet rubbed back several feet on the ground, and his left arm that was blocking in front of him broke cleanly, like a dead branch that was casually stepped on.

His snow-white fur was enough to resist mid-level magic weapons, but under the dark light of Chen Yuan's right hand, it was cut silently, and blood gushed out like a spring.

Xiong Lie opened his eyes wide, his dark pupils were as big as a bowl, revealing a crazy look.

He retreated violently, shouting: "Wait, who are you, and why are you attacking me?"

At the same time, a dark yellow mountain peak about ten feet high suddenly appeared on his right palm, and he threw it forward fiercely.

The dark yellow mountain peak came very fast, and Xiong Lie and Chen Yuan were close. In the blink of an eye, it flew in front of Chen Yuan.

But Chen Yuan reacted faster. He flapped his wings and flashed in front of Xiong Lie, avoiding the dark yellow mountain peak. He raised his hand and grabbed Xiong Lie's heart, moving as fast as lightning.

Xiong Lie roared wildly and swung his right palm violently. The snow-white bear paw was covered with frost, and the outstretched claws flashed with a cold luster.

The dark yellow mountain peak flashed and appeared in front of Xiong Lie, like a wide shield, blocking his heart.

Chen Yuan raised his left hand and held Xiong Lie's right palm. His tiny body sank slightly and stopped in the air.

But Xiong Lie's right palm could not be pressed down at all. The frost was swallowed by the dark light, leaving no trace.

The claws that seemed indestructible also turned into rusty swords, unable to even cut through the thin layer of dark light, leaving a trace of scars on Chen Yuan.

Chen Yuan grabbed the dark yellow mountain with his right hand, and the muddy yellow light flashed, resisting the sharp space crack, and the mountain was intact.

Chen Yuan frowned. It was indeed a high-level magic weapon, so hard.

Xiong Lie saw that the dark yellow mountain finally blocked Chen Yuan's attack, and he felt relieved and continued to retreat.

This Nascent Soul cultivator who suddenly appeared was extremely powerful, and he was even stronger than him, the transformed demon king, and could perform the teleportation technique. The dark light covering his hands was also extremely sharp, which made him feel scared and wanted to save his life.

But the next moment, Chen Yuan flapped his wings and flashed behind Xiong Lie, and a blue long spear suddenly appeared in his hand.

This was a three-meter-long long spear. Holding it in Chen Yuan's hand, it was like an ant dancing with a three-foot-long sword.

But this long spear was as easy to use as an arm in Chen Yuan's hand. He raised his hand and stabbed it. The long spear penetrated the wound that could see the internal organs and deeply penetrated Xiong Lie's body!

Xiong Lie's figure froze in place. Chen Yuan pushed the handle of the spear hard, and the long spear flashed and penetrated Xiong Lie's body, and the spear blade emerged from his chest.

Xiong Lie's fierce aura immediately withered, and his body was penetrated by the mid-level magic weapon. Even if he was a transformed demon king, he was not far from death.

Suddenly, a snow-white demon pill flew out of Xiong Lie's body and shot towards the horizon at a very fast speed.

Chen Yuan flapped his wings and his figure disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the demon pill and stretched out his hand to grab the demon pill.

The snow-white demon pill struggled hard, but it was useless.

Chen Yuan smiled slightly, pointed at the demon pill, and was about to perform the soul-searching technique.

A phantom of an ice bear that was a hundred times smaller emerged from the demon pill. It was Xiong Lie's soul.

He felt Chen Yuan's consciousness invading his soul, and his eyes showed a crazy look: "Even if this king dies, he will never let the human cultivator search his soul!"

He roared wildly, and his soul collapsed, turning into dots of light, dissipating in the cold wind, leaving only a snow-white demon pill.

Chen Yuan frowned. He was indeed a transformed demon king with such a strong temperament. His idea of ​​exploring the Cold Jade Lion Cave from Xiong Lie's soul failed.

He put the demon pill into the mustard seed ring, retracted the pair of black wings behind his back, flew to the side of Xiong Lie's body, and lowered the escape light.

Xiong Lie was dead, and the dark yellow mountain peak dimmed and fell to the ground. Although it was only about ten feet high, the mountain was steep and precipitous and majestic, almost the same as a thousand-foot peak.

Chen Yuan swept his consciousness and found a mustard seed ring from Xiong Lie. He put it away together with Fu Haige and held up the dark yellow mountain peak with his right hand.

The dark yellow mountain peak was extremely heavy. Chen Yuan had not yet refined it, so it was a little difficult to hold it in his hand.

He held up Xiong Lie's body with his left hand, flew to the sky above Shuofeng City, and stopped in front of Tang Daozhou across the formation screen.

Tang Daozhou looked at Chen Yuan with disbelief on his face and fear in his eyes. He forced a smile and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen..."

Bang!

Chen Yuan threw it with one hand, and Xiong Lie's huge body landed in Shuofeng City, making a loud noise, interrupting Tang Daozhou's words.

Chen Yuan held up the mountain with one hand and smiled slightly: "Fellow Taoist Tang, Chen is lucky to have lived up to his command. Xiong Lie has already been executed."

The cold wind howled by, and the monks on the north wall looked at this scene, dumbfounded, and there was deathly silence.

The fight between Chen Yuan and Xiong Lie sounded long, but in fact it only lasted less than ten breaths. In the blink of an eye, Xiong Lie was dead on the spot, leaving only a demon pill.

Director Wei's face was filled with shock: "Yuan... Nascent Soul monk! Fellow Daoist Chen, no, Senior Chen is a Yuanying monk!"

The dead silence was broken, and discussions arose.

"The demon king is crowned, the demon beasts are fleeing northward in a hurry, the beast tide is about to recede!"

"Senior Chen shows off his power, and we finally don't have to fight with monsters anymore!"

"Senior Chen is actually a physical practitioner and has mastered the art of teleportation. Could he be a great monk?"

"Stop talking nonsense, Senior Chen's Qi is clearly visible, he is clearly in the early stage of Nascent Soul!"

"Fellow Daoist Han, do you know the identity of Senior Chen?"

A group of alchemy-forming monks had no city government, and their faces were filled with wonder.

Han Chengzong was stunned on the spot. After hearing this, he came back to his senses and murmured: "Only now did Han know that Senior Chen is actually a Nascent Soul cultivator..."

Xiao Chengmo stared at Chen Yuan, who was holding the mountain peak in his hands, with a tall and straight posture and fluttering sleeves, as if he were a god coming to earth. All the contempt and disdain in his heart disappeared.

He laughed at himself and whispered to himself: "I actually made a mistake..."

Above the sky, Tang Daozhou glanced at Xiong Lie's body that had fallen to the ground, his pupils shrank, and he quickly clasped his fists and bowed: "Young Daoist Chen is showing off your power, I admire you!"

Chen Yuan said calmly: "This Xiong Lie's body was given to fellow Taoist. I don't know when the spiritual herbs and demon pills promised by fellow Taoist can be fulfilled?"

Tang Daozhou smiled broadly: "I would also like to invite fellow Taoists to come into the city for a short rest. I will fetch the magic grass and demon pill later and offer it to you with both hands!"

All the previous plans were now forgotten by him.

Chen Yuan was so fierce that he killed Xiong Lie in just a few punches, and he couldn't afford to offend him at all.

That weird dark light, I don’t know what kind of powerful magical power it is.

He also mastered the technique of teleportation. This is obviously a method used by great monks. How could it appear in a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul?

Shuofeng City's city defense formation does not have the means to seal off the space, and cannot block the teleportation technique.

Chen Yuan can enter and leave Shuofeng City freely, and even the Canglan Sect's mountain gate and the Canglan Formation can't do anything to him.

Cold sweat broke out on Tang Daozhou's back, and he felt guilty, fearing that Chen Yuan would suddenly teleport to his side, grab him by the neck, and squeeze him to death.

No matter how precious the Millennium Spiritual Grass and the Eighth Level Demonic Pill were, he did not dare to be greedy at all. He just wanted to hand them over to Chen Yuan as soon as possible, and he must not offend the god of plague.

The only thing Tang Daozhou is glad about now is that Chen Yuan is not a Ice Spirit Root monk.

Otherwise, as long as he asked for the cold grass, Tang Daozhou would not dare not give it.

Chen Yuan said calmly: "Please also ask fellow Taoist Tang to open the formation."

Tang Daozhou did not dare to neglect, raised his hand to seal the secret, and a passage immediately appeared on the formation covering Shuofeng City, and Chen Yuan flew in holding the dark yellow mountain peak.

"Chen is in the cave, waiting for fellow Taoist Tang to arrive." He flew towards the cave without stopping.

After Chen Yuan left, the silent Shuofeng City burst into deafening cheers.

After Xiong Lie's death, the beast tide receded immediately, and the monster beasts outside the city fled north in a hurry.

The ordinary soldiers were crying with joy. The monks had to be more considerate, but they were also smiling and cheering endlessly.

Han Chengzong flew into the sky, came to Tang Daozhou, clasped his fists and bowed, and said through a message: "Master, what you ordered..."

"Shut up!" Tang Daozhou's expression changed drastically and he scolded.

He immediately placed a barrier of spiritual consciousness around him and said solemnly: "Fellow Daoist Chen's spiritual consciousness is far superior to that of my master. You are not allowed to transmit messages at will in the city!"

Han Chengzong's heart trembled: "Yes, my disciple has realized his mistake. Senior Chen is so powerful that he unexpectedly killed Xiong Lie. Master's previous instructions..."

Tang Daozhou sighed: "Of course it is invalid. Remember, Daoyou Chen killed Xiong Lie and relieved Shuofeng City from the danger of the beast tide. He is the benefactor of our sect. Everyone in the Guanlan Sect should always remember the kindness of Daoyou Chen."

"Master, please return to the mountain gate and pick off the Millennium Spiritual Grass. Holding the master's token, enter the sect's treasure house and take out the three eighth-level demon pills. Master, I will personally deliver them to Fellow Daoist Chen!" (End of Chapter)