Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

The crowd did not notice Gu Zu's gaze, nor did they notice that just after Chen Yuan killed the elk monster, two more monsters surrounded him.

After Gu Zu succeeded in sneak attacking Daoxuan, the battle situation changed again.

Daoxuan was seriously injured, and the two level 10 monsters had no opponents and rushed to other Nascent Soul cultivators.

Although they were also injured by the thunder and fire, and Gu Zu did not hold back at all, the monsters were like demon beasts, with strong bodies and not too serious injuries, and they still had the strength to fight.

Seeing this, Yan Zhang turned his hand and sacrificed a blood river, which was a hundred feet long. The bloody aura rushed up to the sky, even suppressing the demonic aura in the sky.

Everyone was shocked when they saw this. This was the Blood River, the most precious treasure of the Blood Spirit Sect. Over the past tens of thousands of years, it has condensed the blood essence of countless demon beasts and cultivators.

The cultivators of the Blood Spirit Sect can use this to condense blood spirits, claiming that the blood river is inexhaustible and the blood spirit is indestructible.

Yan Zhang raised his hand and made a gesture, condensing twelve blood spirits, and rushed towards the two level ten monsters under the thunder and fire, blocking them.

The twelve blood spirits may not seem many, but each one is extremely condensed and lifelike, but without a face. Their strength is comparable to that of a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. Facing two level ten monsters, they are not much inferior.

Only the great cultivators of the Blood Spirit Sect can condense blood spirits of this level.

Previously, Yan Zhang had only released twelve blood spirits when fighting against the level ten monsters, which was all he had.

If it weren't for the critical situation and the help of the Blood River, he would never release twelve blood spirits again.

The Blood River is the fundamental foundation of the Blood Spirit Sect, and every bit of blood essence consumed is carefully.

Long Pokong took the initiative to take the level 10 monster in front of Chu Xiao and whispered: "Fellow Daoist Chu, Fellow Daoxuan is seriously injured. Gu Zu must be on guard. Please go and help him."

Chu Xiao did not refuse. He immediately raised his hand and made a gesture. With a flash, he came to Daoxuan's side. The magic formula in his hand changed and he used the art of locking the world to lock the area around him for a hundred feet to prevent Gu Zu from attacking again.

Daoxuan didn't care about anything around him. He just stared at Gu Zu and asked again: "Junior Brother Gu, why did you do this?"

Chu Xiao advised: "Fellow Daoxuan, you are too seriously injured and can't delay."

The black short thorn was inserted into the vital point of Daoxuan's back, emitting a trace of demonic energy, lingering around Daoxuan, and his face became more and more gray and withered, like a dying mortal old man.

After hearing this, Daoxuan took out a healing elixir from the mustard ring and swallowed it into his stomach.

Gu Zu retracted his gaze from Chen Yuan and said calmly: "Nothing else, just for the sake of immortality."

Daoxuan took two more pills, each of which was a precious pill filled with spiritual mist, but it had no effect on the injury.

When spiritual energy enters the body, demonic energy will surge out of the meridians, devouring the spiritual energy without leaving any trace.

Daoxuan finally gave up taking pills to heal his wounds and slowly closed his eyes: "But the demon king promised you the way to immortality?"

Gu Zu bowed his head: "Brother, you have a good eye. I had to do this for the sake of immortality. It was not my original intention. Please forgive me..."

"Shut up!" Elder Zhou said angrily, "Gu Zu, you betrayed the sect for your own selfishness, betrayed your master and destroyed your ancestors, you deserve to die!"

Lu Hong was stunned, even forgot about the monsters in front of him, and looked at Gu Zu in despair: "Brother Gu, how could you kill your fellow disciples?"

Other Tianxuan Sect elders either shouted or cursed, or couldn't believe it. With their distractions, the battle situation became quite chaotic, and a Yuanying cultivator was seriously injured immediately.

Chu Xiao said coldly: "You are all Yuanying cultivators. Where have you cultivated for hundreds of years? Focus on meeting the enemy and don't be distracted!"

The elders of Tianxuan Sect then restrained their minds, but the grief and anger in their eyes were still difficult to conceal.

Daoxuan slowly opened his eyes, and there was no anger in his eyes.

He bowed to Chu Xiao, Yan Zhang, Long Pokong and others, and whispered: "I failed to discipline my disciples, which led to the emergence of such scum in the sect, delaying the great plan of the Nine Sects. I hope you will forgive me."

Chu Xiao stared at Gu Zu closely, frowning: "Daoyou, why do you have to do this? Who would have thought that a great cultivator would betray the sect?"

"Daoyou Gu, who is the Demon Lord, and what promise did he make to you that made you cut off your sect and the human race? Could it be... to help you break through to the God Transformation?"

Gu Zu shook his head slightly: "It's just Breaking through the transformation of spirit is nothing but a dead end. The Demon Lord can help me ascend to another world, escape from the cage, and seek immortality. "

"Ahem!" Daoxuan coughed twice, his face full of sorrow, "Junior Brother Gu, others don't know, don't you know?"

"Since ancient times, the world has changed drastically, and the path to ascension has been cut off. The Demon Lord must be lying. How can you believe such nonsense?"

Gu Zu said lightly: "Senior Brother, you don't understand..."

"Daoxuan, is the path to ascension really cut off?" Yan Zhang suddenly asked.

He used the blood river as a basis to drive twenty-four blood spirits to block three level ten monsters with ease.

But the blood river was consumed very quickly because of this. The river water turned into wisps of blood gas, steaming out, and the bloody smell spread, which was disgusting.

If there were low-level cultivators here, they would be infected by blood gas, and all the blood in their bodies would be drawn out and thrown into the blood river.

Daoxuan hesitated for a moment and replied, "The founder of our sect said that the path to ascending to heaven has been cut off, and the path to becoming a god... has also been cut off. For you, the younger generation, the great cultivator is the end, so don't... don't have any unreasonable expectations."

Yan Zhang's eyes fixed, but Long Pokong, Chu Xiao, Sect Master Wei, and Sect Master Hong looked normal.

Long Pokong sneered, "Even if the path to ascension is not broken, Donghuazhou has not had a god-transforming cultivator for tens of thousands of years, so how can we talk about ascension? Does Fellow Daoist Yan still have the intention of ascending to the spiritual world?"

Yan Zhang said without hesitation, "Of course, as a cultivator of our generation, we don't think about immortality, so what do we seek?"

Long Pokong was startled, his smile faded, he raised his hand and used a magical power to force back two level 10 monsters, and said no more.

Chen Yuan was fighting with two level 8 monsters, and his heart tightened when he heard this.

But he immediately remembered the well-known god-transforming demon cultivator in Nanzhou of Jiuxianzhou, and he was relieved.

Donghuazhou cannot ascend, but it does not mean that Jiuxianzhou cannot ascend.

Gu Zu took a deep look at Yan Zhang, pointed a point, and the gourd mouth of the thunder and fire gourd slowly turned, aiming at Chu Xiao, the arc of electricity and flames flashed, and it was about to burst out.

Chu Xiao smiled coldly, turned his hand and took out a big knife with a dragon carved on it, about two feet long, very majestic and extraordinary, and placed it in front of Chu Xiao, it was quite funny.

But no one dared to laugh at Chu Xiao, everyone knew that this was the inheritance treasure of Jiangxian Mountain, the top magic weapon Panlong Sword.

She pointed and shouted: "Cut!"

A golden dragon flew out from the blade, looked up to the sky and chanted, wrapped in the Panlong Sword, and chopped directly towards Gu Zu.

Gu Zu did not dare to neglect it, and sacrificed the rusty iron round shield to block in front of him. The thunder and fire gourd flashed, and thunder and fire from the sky and the earth gushed out.

Clang!

The Panlong Sword chopped on the iron round shield, leaving a deep mark, but it did not penetrate it directly.

The thunder and fire swept over, forcing Chu Xiao to use his magical powers to resist.

At this moment, Gu Zu's figure flashed and disappeared on the spot.

The next moment, he appeared a hundred feet away, took out a pitch-black round bead, and threw it at Mo Daoyu who was fighting the monster! (End of this chapter)