Nine Transformations of the True Spirit

Xuan Yuanzi retreated violently, pointed a finger, and the whisk on his head flew out, like rain and cotton wool, wrapping around the neck of the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord sneered: "You are so courageous, your Nascent Soul should taste very good."

He waved his blood claws again, cut off the pen holder, and the giant axe fell, cutting off all the silk threads of the whisk.

This whisk and pen holder are both high-level magic weapons that have been passed down by the Lingyun Sect for thousands of years, but compared with Chen Yuan's Dunkong robe and Chongxuan Peak, they are far inferior.

Donghuazhou is too barren. The Chongxuan Stone and Cangming Stone used to refine Chongxuan Peak and Dunkong robe are top-grade spiritual materials that are more precious than Youlan Water, Jiuqu Yellow Sand, and Liuguang Fire. They have been extinct in Donghuazhou for tens of thousands of years.

After Chen Yuan heard Xuan Yuanzi's roar, his speed of escape became faster.

If Xuan Yuanzi begged him to help, he might have hesitated.

But Xuan Yuanzi was so resolute that Chen Yuan no longer hesitated.

When a man is about to die, his words are kind. Xuan Yuanzi entrusted Lingyun Sect to him at the critical moment of life and death, which shows his sincerity.

After saving him, Chen Yuan did not have to worry about Xuan Yuanzi fighting with him. Instead, he had an extra helper in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

At the same time, He Zhenren, who was fighting with the monster, forced his opponent to retreat and flew over here: "Fellow Daoist Xuan Yuan, I'll help you!"

Everyone was shocked. He Zhenren only had the cultivation of the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but he dared to provoke the Demon Lord. He really didn't know how to live or die.

Only those who knew the friendship between He Zhenren and Xuan Yuanzi sighed secretly.

The Demon Lord was also quite surprised and turned to look at He Zhenren: "Don't worry, the next one is you."

After that, he flashed and came to Xuan Yuanzi's side and chopped down with an axe!

Xuan Yuanzi's face changed wildly, and the spells in his hands changed continuously. He used his whisk to meet the giant axe. The clouds around him surged and condensed into a cloud wall, which was very similar to the protective formation outside the mountain gate of Lingyun Sect.

That ten-thousand-foot cloud wall that reached the sky and the earth was originally derived from the inherited magical power of Lingyun Sect.

The whisk was still stronger than the pen holder. The giant axe passed through, leaving a deep crack, almost breaking from it, but it did not break completely after all, but the spiritual light was dim.

The seemingly soft cloud wall blocked the attack of the giant axe. The clouds turned into ropes and wrapped around the wide axe face of the giant axe. Under the erosion of the lingering demonic energy, it made a hissing sound, but it still rushed forward one after another.

Xuan Yuanzi has been immersed in this magical power for a long time. In terms of defense, he can be called the best in Qi State, and he is also well-known in the whole Donghua Continent.

But his use of a magical power is completely different from the swing of the axe by the Demon Lord.

Just as Xuan Yuanzi was about to condense the second cloud wall, the giant axe had already fallen, splitting the cloud wall in half and landing on Xuan Yuanzi's head.

This is the biggest difference between the magic cultivators and the physical cultivators. The magic cultivators need to circulate their true essence everywhere to use their magical powers and control magic weapons.

And the physical cultivators rely on their strong flesh to move freely, attacking like a tide, like a storm.

Xuan Yuanzi smiled bitterly, put down his hands, and gave up resistance.

He still had some tricks, but he was no match for the Demon Lord, so he simply stopped doing useless work.

Anyway, Lingyun Sect had successors, so he had no worries.

But at this moment, Chen Yuan suddenly appeared in front of Xuan Yuanzi, raised his arms, and blocked the axe.

Six breaths had passed since he last used the teleportation technique.

Xuan Yuanzi was stunned, and then hurriedly said: "Elder Chen, retreat quickly!"

The Demon Lord laughed grimly: "Just in time!"

He held the giant axe with his right blood claw and chopped it down heavily. With a wave of his left blood claw, a wisp of demonic energy flew out of the giant pillar of demonic energy.

This wisp of demonic energy looked ordinary at first glance, no different from other demonic energy.

But upon closer inspection, it can be found that this black color is extremely pure and deep, as if staring into the abyss.

The demonic energy condensed into a black short thorn, which was exactly the same as the black short thorn used by Gu Zu to attack Daoxuan.

The Demon Lord pointed his blood claw again, and the short thorn suddenly flew out, leaving a series of afterimages, shooting at Chen Yuan.

This short thorn was condensed with the original demonic energy, which is a power that only high-level ancient demons can control. Although it is only a tiny wisp, it is enough to severely injure any cultivator below the level of incarnation.

The Demon Lord suddenly attacked Xuan Yuanzi to force Chen Yuan to come to the rescue.

He was willing to consume precious original magic energy to put Chen Yuan to death.

Chen Yuan's pupils shrank. Daoxuan was still dying from this inconspicuous black short thorn. How could he dare to block it?

He madly circulated his true energy, and the Chongxuan Peak was moved back and blocked in front of him. The silver-white light of the Dunkong robe flowed, and he did not dare to be careless.

The Demon Lord suddenly opened his mouth and uttered a strange syllable. The black short thorn turned from virtual to real, and directly passed through the Chongxuan Peak, and then turned from virtual to real, only a few feet away from Chen Yuan!

Chen Yuan's face changed, and he wanted to withdraw, but the Demon Lord swung down the giant axe, restraining him in place, unable to move.

Chen Yuan's mind moved, and he sacrificed the Fuhai Ge, and went up to meet it, but was easily pierced by the black short thorn, and a trace of original magic energy was infiltrated.

This intermediate magic weapon that had followed Chen Yuan for decades was instantly reduced to ashes.

The black short thorn only paused for a moment, a moment that was imperceptible.

Chen Yuan had no other options, so he could only madly circulate his true essence and pour it into the Void Escape Robe.

The rich spatial force gathered together, and the soft silver-white light seemed a bit dazzling at this moment.

The Void Escape Robe was not actually a defensive magic weapon, but now, Chen Yuan could only rely on it.

The black short thorn came in front of Chen Yuan, but at this moment, a three-inch Yuanying suddenly appeared in front of Chen Yuan.

The short black thorn shot into Yuanying's body and finally stopped.

The next moment, the short black thorns suddenly dispersed, and the wisp of original demonic energy spread like a greedy snake, quickly dyeing the Nascent Soul black.

Only the pure Qi contained in the Nascent Soul can block the original demonic Qi.

Yuanying slowly turned his head, revealing Xuan Yuanzi's old face.

At this moment, the face and body had turned black. It looked eerie and strange, but it had a kind smile.

Chen Yuan's pupils shrank: "The real master!"

Xuan Yuanzi took a deep look at He Zhenren before looking at Chen Yuan and murmured: "I hope Elder Chen will revitalize Lingyun..."

Before he finished speaking, the last touch of cyan on Nascent Soul was swallowed up by the rich black, dispersed, and turned into wisps of black demonic energy, blending into the world.

"Fellow Taoist Xuanyuan!" Master He's sad voice came from afar.

Demon Lord's face sank: "Old man, how dare you ruin my good deeds!"

The giant ax in his hand struck down hard. Chen Yuan was distracted and was a little slower. He didn't block it and flew out backwards.

The dark light on Chen Yuan's right arm shattered, leaving a medium-deep scar on the Dunkong robe.

But Chen Yuan didn't care. He flew over Xuan Yuanzi's body. Xuan Yuanzi's face had solidified, and he still maintained the posture of raising his hands to make secrets. There was a sense of determination and a hint of relief in his slightly cloudy eyes. .

Chen Yuan raised his hand and put away Xuan Yuanzi's body, and the mustard seed ring he left behind was also put into his arms.

The Demon Lord swayed and chased after him again. Chen Yuan flapped his wings and teleported a hundred feet away to avoid the blow.

Demon Lord frowned and was about to catch up, but suddenly stopped and teleported to Zhenren He's side in a flash.

"You want to save that old man? I will send you down right now to keep him company!"

Demon Lord stretched out his bloody claws and pierced into Zhenren He's Dantian, took out the Nascent Soul and swallowed it in one gulp.

Shock and sadness remained on Zhenren He's face, and he didn't even have time to resist.

His strength is really not strong, otherwise he would not stay in the mountain gate all the time.

But he is very lucky. So many Yuanying monks have died, but he has lived until now under the care of his fellow elders.

He is very unsmart and dares to provoke the Demon Lord.

But he has no regrets.

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The Demon Lord casually threw He Zhenren's body to the monster beside him.

His dark eyes swept across the several great monks, then glanced at Chen Yuan, and said coldly: "Let you be free for a while longer!"

After saying that, he turned around and flew towards a Nascent Soul cultivator, ignoring Chen Yuan.

When Yan Zhang saw this, he immediately said: "Fellow Daoist Chen, please stop this beast!"

The Nascent Soul monk also said urgently: "Friend Daoist Chen, help!"

Chen Yuan's face sank, he took a deep look at Yan Zhang, looked around again, and finally landed on the Demon Lord.

Yan Zhang had already beaten the two monsters in front of him to bruises, and Sect Master Hong and Long Pokong had already gained the upper hand. The flying silver zombies were showing off their power, and the Nine Dragons Magic Seal was flying, firmly suppressing their opponents.

However, the monster is not afraid of death and does not know why to retreat, so it is still difficult to win for a while.

Chu Xiao was tightly restrained by Gu Zuo and could not be distracted.

The other Nascent Soul cultivators are already in danger.

Demon Lord has killed more than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators one after another. With more monsters against fewer monsters, they naturally have the upper hand.

If it weren't for the ancient sect leader of Guhun Sect, Fairy Chaolu of Hehuan Sect, and Headmaster Li of Zhiyuan Sect, holding the sect's inherited magic weapon and reaching the peak of the middle Nascent Soul stage, they might have been defeated if they tried their best to resist.

If the situation cannot be reversed and the Demon Lord is allowed to slaughter the Nascent Soul monks arbitrarily, even if a few great monks win, they will not be able to compete with the Demon Lord who has greatly improved their cultivation.

But after Chen Yuan heard the Yuanying monk's cry for help, he did not lend a helping hand. Instead, he watched helplessly as the demon lord took out the Yuanying and his body was chewed up and swallowed by the monster.

Yan Zhang frowned: "Fellow Daoist Chen, what do you mean?"

The dead Nascent Soul cultivator was an elder of the Yin Bone Sect. Sect Master Hong looked shocked: "Fellow Daoist Chen, the victory or defeat now depends on you. This beast is determined to kill you. Why are you standing idly by?"

Long Pokong, Sect Leader Wei and Chu Xiao also looked puzzled. The situation had reached this point. If Chen Yuan didn't fight desperately, could he still think he could survive alone?

Chen Yuan said calmly: "I will help you fellow Taoists to rescue you."

He flapped his wings and flew towards Xiao Lingzi in the distance, and said loudly: "Fellow Taoist Xiao Lingzi, let me help you!"

Chen Yuan was extremely fast. Within a few breaths, he came to Xiao Lingzi's side and rushed towards the two monsters in front of him. Zhu Yan's true fire rose from his hand.

When he rushed within ten feet of the two monsters, Zhu Yan's true fire also poured into the monsters' soul space.

The two monsters suddenly paused, then howled miserably. Two dots of red in their eyes flashed uncertainly, and they turned around and fled away.

Xiao Lingzi was startled and wanted to catch up, but his escape speed was not as fast as Chen Yuan's.

He caught up with the two monsters, punched out like a knife, cut off the necks of the two monsters, put away the magic core, and flew towards Taoist Duqing and Taoist Dukun who were joining forces to fight against the enemy.

He did not forget to turn around and tell Xiao Lingzi: "Fellow Taoist, please be careful and don't stay too far away from me."

When Xiao Lingzi heard this, his expression suddenly turned ugly. (End of chapter)