Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

Not only Lan Nuhua, another demon sect monk in red looked at the blue thunderbolts that struck down, making the protective treasure light shaky and cracked. His big watery eyes were full of shock, and his expression changed several times in a row. Finally, he gritted his teeth and pointed his finger. A simple treasure lamp with human face and coiled patterns slowly rose from the top of the cloud.

As soon as it appeared, it emitted a dim light, as if it came from the underworld. Figures appeared all around, wearing shackles and lowering their heads, men, women, young and old, all kinds of blood.

This human-faced magic lamp was a rare treasure he got from the elders in the sect. It was originally a Taoist weapon, but later it suffered a disaster and was forcibly extinguished. The true spirit of this treasure fell down, and its power was only one tenth of that. But even so, the essence of this lamp still exists, which is not comparable to ordinary mysterious weapons.

After the red-robed demon sect monk sacrificed the human-faced lamp, he slapped his body hard and exhaled a foul breath. The dim light on the lamp became brighter. Among the figures around him, several of them became clearer from blurry. They looked like they had their hands hanging down in front of their knees and raised their heads. Their eyes were cold and white, and they looked dead.

Such figures seemed to be able to penetrate the thunder and fall directly on Zhou Qing. A kind of tangible and intangible evil spirit permeated over, making people dizzy and wanting to fall into hell and Huangquan, unable to extricate themselves.

"Hmm?"

Zhou Qing, who was performing the magical power of infinite void thunder, only felt a dark color in front of his eyes, which made people dizzy, but his other spirit came out immediately, replaced it, and broke it, and his eyes regained clarity.

"What magic weapon?"

Zhou Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the human-faced lamp sacrificed by the red-robed demon sect monk. The opponent's magic weapon directly attacked the monk's spiritual consciousness. It came without a trace and could actually fascinate the mind through the spiritual light circle laid in the spiritual consciousness. It was really amazing.

That is to say, he was born with two spirits, otherwise, he would be caught off guard.

Compared with the uprightness of the Xuanmen, the methods of the Demon Sect are strange and unpredictable. If you are not careful, you will easily fall into the trap!

"I didn't succeed in one strike."

Zhou Qing was surprised, and the red-clothed Demon Sect monk was shocked on the spot. The origin of the wronged soul on his human-faced lamp was extraordinary. If he didn't make a move, it would be fine. Once he made a move, he would hit the target. So far, he has almost never missed. This time is the first time.

At this moment, the edge of the dim yellow halo on the human-faced lamp flickered, and then several figures that turned from virtual to real suddenly turned around and looked at the red-clothed Demon Sect monk. Their eyes were gray, like long invisible nails, hitting people's consciousness.

"Oops."

The red-clothed Demon Sect monk suddenly thought of something, and his heart was trembling. He quickly cut off a wisp of his divine will and actively sent it to the clear figures on the human-faced lamp. Seeing that the figures turned from real to virtual again, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He almost forgot that this magic weapon would hurt the soul. If it could not hurt the soul of others, it would backfire. The owner of the magic weapon must feed the resentful spirit.

Once the resentful spirit remains hungry, great terror may come!

However, although the Red Demon Sect monk avoided the horror on the human-faced lamp, he took the initiative to cut the divine will to feed the resentful spirit. The aura on his body changed instantly and suddenly declined, which was immediately noticed by Zhou Qing.

"Duh."

Zhou Qing saw it, and his eyes were full of murderous intent. He let out a long roar, and the clouds on the top of the door shook. The Nascent Soul escaped from it. It was more than ten feet high, with cloud-cut pearl clothes and frost-condensed long sleeves. Behind it were stars in the sky, dragging it, and the afterglow tore the atmosphere, and the three colors shone together, dazzling.

When the three-color Nascent Soul came out, it stepped on the nebula, holding the treasure gourd, and there was a colorful light in its eyes, which stained the surrounding void with a layer of brilliant color, as if this space had become different.

Faintly, even a strange magnetic field was formed, spreading around, allowing the covered people to sense the difference in their bodies!

"What kind of Nascent Soul is this?"

The three Nascent Soul cultivators of the Demon Sect looked at the clear light falling on them, and even in the face of thunder in the sky, they couldn't help but look at each other, their faces full of shock.

The Nascent Soul is not like the elixir of the elixir, which has a strict nine-grade division. The gap between the Nascent Souls of the cultivators does exist, but it is not so obvious.

But now, facing the Nascent Soul sacrificed by the disciples of the True One Sect who were fighting with them, they clearly sensed the obvious gap, which could not be concealed.

In front of this powerful Nascent Soul of the True One Sect, their own Nascent Souls that had been tempered for thousands of times were as fragile as babies, and trembled in front of the very strong adults.

"How could this be?"

Even though it was clearly in front of them, they still couldn't believe that there could not be such a powerful Nascent Soul in this world!

After Zhou Qing released his Nascent Soul, he directly communicated with the heaven and earth, allowing the boundless void thunder to reach a higher level. Looking from afar, within a radius of hundreds of miles, there were rolling green thunders, one after another, each containing the power of destruction, annihilating life.

Under his control, many thunders were even bundled into a line, like a beam of light, focusing on the red-clothed demon sect Nascent Soul cultivator. He even used his life-saving magic weapon, the Xuanqi-level Locking True Escape Dragon Pillar, to transform into a green dragon, shuttled through the thunder, locked the red-clothed Nascent Soul cultivator, and restricted his movements.

Take advantage of his illness to kill him!

"Help me!"

In the consciousness of the red-clothed demon sect cultivator, a group of bright colors exploded, that kind of paleness, as if facing the magnificent power of heaven, there was a fear of being shattered at any time, and he could not help but ask his two companions for help.

Seeing that the always arrogant Red Demon Sect monk had shouted for help, Lan Nuhua and the second-level Nascent Soul Demon Sect monk immediately exploded. One of them put all his magic power into the treasure umbrella above his head, which suddenly opened up, and a black gas shot out from the tip of the umbrella, heading straight for Zhou Qing. The other used his magical power, shook his hand, and shot out a Yin thunder.

His thunder method was different from the open and unstoppable Infinite Void Thunder, but it was silent and had a kind of fear from the darkest darkness.

They had already determined that the True One Sect disciple in front of them was the most difficult cultivator of the same realm they had ever encountered in their lives, and now they had gone all out.

What they had to do now was to rescue their companion and let him recover as soon as possible, and then the three of them would really join forces to surround and kill this True One Sect disciple.

Zhou Qing knew their plan very well. Now the Red Demon Sect Nascent Soul cultivator he was attacking with all his strength was at his weakest. Once he relaxed his offensive, it would be like letting a tiger go back to the mountain. Even if he was not afraid of the three people really joining forces, it would obviously be a lot more troublesome.

"Three methods."

Zhou Qing's eyes were calm, and the Yuanying on his head moved. He sacrificed another mysterious weapon, the Eastern Treasure Lotus Flag, and gently rolled it up to block the Yin thunder. He also used the magical power Yin Xie Han Shui, and 365 ice-blue water droplets shot out, freezing the black air. At the same time, the thundercloud moved, and an unprecedentedly strong green thunder swept over, wrapping the red-clothed Demon Sect monk inside, annihilating the opponent's life.