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In the Hongmeng Taoist Palace, among the buildings stretching for thousands of miles, Yiye stood on a small building, with the treasure wheel of merit suspended above her head.
The wheel of merit inlaid with the Seven Treasures of Buddhism emits a blazing Buddha's light. Countless ghosts and evil spirits from all directions rush towards Yiye screaming, hitting the Buddha's light like moths to a flame. The sound of 'chichi' was endless, and countless ghosts and evil spirits were burned into a wisp of blue smoke and dispersed. However, ghosts and evil spirits continued to come one after another, putting great pressure on Yiye.
The surroundings were filled with black air, and some tall evil ghost monarchs with sharp horns and tall bodies could be faintly seen in the rich black air. They were not in a hurry to attack Kazuyo personally, but instead used countless evil ghosts under their subordinates to act as vanguards, constantly consuming Kazuyo's mana.
Kazuye calmly observed the movements around her. When an evil ghost monarch accidentally approached her and was only about a mile away from her, she suddenly let out a soft drink, and a red sword light above her head that was as brilliant as the scorching sun flew into the sky. This sword light was several meters wide and a thousand meters long. The sword rainbow slashed in the air and landed hard on the huge ghost figure.
With a miserable howl, the evil ghost monarch, whose strength was comparable to the peak of the Earth Immortal, was split into two pieces by Yi Ye Yi Sword. The Buddhist Demon Subduing Nan Ming Li Fire attached to the sword light attached to his body, quickly turning him into a flying puff. Ash.
Taking a deep breath, Yiye sat cross-legged on the small building, took out a golden Buddhist relic and swallowed it in his belly. She frowned and said to herself: "Is this the Hongmeng Dao Palace or the Netherworld Ghost? That's all, that's all, let's restore some of the cultivation base of the previous life. Otherwise, if you fall here, you will have to be reincarnated again."
A faint golden light spread in Yiye's body, and a swastika seal on her eyebrows rotated rapidly. Her aura advanced by leaps and bounds, easily breaking through the level of the Earthly Immortal Realm, and then improving step by step.
The Buddha's light emitted by the wheel of merit became more intense, and the diameter of the wheel of merit expanded to a radius of a hundred miles. Wherever the rolling Buddha's light passed, countless ghosts and evil ghosts in the black mist were wiped out like boiling soup and snow. Those evil ghost monarchs were so angry that they screamed "Jie Jie", but they could only lead their subordinates to retreat continuously.
This building, which had been ruled by black mist for who knows how many years, finally saw the light of day again.
I saw that the originally simple and elegant buildings were piled one after another, but most of the buildings were collapsed and destroyed. Countless bones could be seen piled up in the buildings. Countless fragments of broken flying sword magic weapons were scattered on the surrounding ground, and even dark red blood stains still remained on the ground. Immortals whose strength has reached the Golden Immortal realm or even higher levels, their immortal blood is still clearly visible after countless tribulations.
At the same time, not far from Yiye, the blood parrot was lying on Nuluo's shoulder, looking around furtively. Youquan held his breath, and under the instigation of the blood parrot, he crept forward like a little mouse stealing oil.
"Yes, little girl, this is a life-saving skill accumulated by Mr. Bird for countless years. Be sneaky and don't make any noise. Carefully go around behind the enemy, and then kill him with a sap." The blood parrot lowered his voice, and with a ray A thin voice floated out like the whispers of ghosts in an ancient tomb in the middle of the night.
"That's it, look at the big guy in front of you, hold your breath and gather your energy. Da Luo Fu Sheng Netherworld Dao is Da Luo Dao Fruit, ghost Dao Kung Fu. And the biggest feature of Ghost Dao Kung Fu is that it comes without a trace and goes without a trace. , after killing the enemy, people still don’t know how they died.”
The blood parrot stared ahead at a zombie that was more than three meters tall that was patrolling in front of a hall, and kept muttering.
Yanluo's body has turned into a shadow, her aura has completely converged, and she is perfectly in tune with the surrounding environment. When she walked, there was no trace of dust under her feet. A faint blue light appeared in her eyes. A set of Luoxue swords spread out behind her like wings, and the sword body also disappeared, becoming like a phantom.
The zombie was tall and burly, wearing a set of black armor, but the helmet on his head was missing. His fatal injury was a transparent hole that penetrated his heart. At the same time, his head was hit hard by someone, and only half of the three sharp corners on his head were left.
He circled around the main hall, constantly making low roaring sounds. I don't know what he is thinking about, but he never leaves the hundred-foot radius in front of the main hall.
Yanluo carefully came behind the zombie, and then she formed a seal with her hands. She used the 'Grand Mudra of Netherworld Annihilation' in the Great Luofu Sheng Netherworld Path, which is specialized in dealing with various zombies and ghosts, to form a seal with a radius of about a foot. The strange-shaped ghost mark with faint will-o'-the-wisps flew out from her palm silently, accurately hitting the zombie's back heart.
The zombie's body stiffened, shook heavily, and knelt down weakly on the ground.
"Yahoo~~~!" The blood parrot laughed happily. He rose into the air, and his wings cut open the zombie's neck like a steel knife, and chopped off his head neatly. The zombie's body fell heavily to the ground, and the blood parrot pounced on the zombie's head, ruthlessly tearing the zombie's head to pieces with its sharp claws.
A black energy rising from the body the size of a baby's fist was entangled with countless golden light threads. A sinister bead with a hint of sacred aura rolled out from the broken head of the zombie. The blood parrot grabbed the bead, rubbed it randomly on his feathers, then raised a paw and handed the bead to Yanluo.
"Master Bird is indeed wise and powerful. This Dao Palace has been closed for who knows how many years. The zombies here should have condensed a corpse bead of the underworld." The blood parrot smiled triumphantly: "This is the only one in the Hongmeng Dao Palace. The dead evil spirits inside will be suppressed by the laws of heaven changed by Hongmeng Daozu, and their blood and essence will be melted into a corpse bead of the underworld."
Ronluo took the corpse bead and saw the corpse bead turning into wisps of dark golden mist and constantly getting into her hand. In just a few breaths, the corpse bead disappeared without a trace in her palm. Ronluo's little face suddenly turned red, her body swayed, and she hurriedly sat cross-legged on the ground. Without thinking about talking, she began to meditate on the ghost technique in the Netherworld Path of Daluofu Sheng, absorbing it, and suddenly erupted like a volcano. huge power.
The blood parrot triumphantly walked around Yanluo for a few times, and he said proudly: "Master Bird really remembered it right, this is the corpse bead of the underworld. Tsk tsk, I wonder how strong this dead ghost was when he was alive? All of his The corpse beads of the underworld transformed by the spirit, tsk tsk, how much benefit can this girl get? This one belongs to this girl, and the next one I find will be mine, Lord Bird."
"Brothers have to settle accounts clearly, Master Bird can't suffer." The blood parrot cocked its butt and proudly ran to the zombie's body, waved its claws, and pulled off all the bits and pieces that could be exploited from his body.
After a while, the blood parrot pulled out a dark token from a Qiankun ring on the zombie's finger. It was decorated with large cloud patterns, and on the front was a ferocious head of an evil ghost with three sharp horns. , there are fine and dense handwriting on the back.
"Well, he is the corner general of the Triangular Clan in the Netherworld, with the cultivation level of a peak immortal. Oh, luckily all his energy and spirit are suppressed in the corpse beads of the underworld, otherwise Master Bird and this little girl would be in trouble. ." The blood parrot's body trembled slightly. He squinted his small eyes and whispered to himself: "The Triangular Tribe, it seems that Lord Bird remembers that they were exterminated a long time ago."
After taking a look at Nuluo, who was sitting cross-legged and struggling to absorb the huge energy in the corpse bead, the blood parrot flew up, a black and red magic light spurted out from its mouth, and hit the door of the hall heavily.
The door opened silently, and a dense aroma of elixirs came to my face. This hall is unusually spacious. There are 360 dragon-shaped fire vents in the underground of the hall. Raging flames spurt out from the dragon's mouth, all gathered on a floating gold and silver alchemy furnace in mid-air.
Thick saliva continued to gush out from the corner of the blood parrot's mouth. He stared at the alchemy furnace with wide eyes, and his feathers trembled violently: "Hey, hey, hey, it's the alchemy workshop. There must be something ready. Keep the elixir! This batch, I don’t know what kind of elixir it is, no matter what it is, it belongs to Master Bird. Oh, Master Bird is in a good mood today."
Drooling all the way, the blood parrot rushed into the hall like crazy.
In another extremely remote place in the Hongmeng Taoist Palace, in a vast expanse of iceberg snow, dozens of huge snow wolves were roaring softly and slowly circling around the quiet spring standing on the snow.
Youquan stood expressionlessly on the snow, paying no attention to the group of snow wolves. Her eyes were focused on a blue pool not far away that was more than ten miles in diameter and emitted a faint cold air. After a long time, she smiled slightly and nodded happily: "Xuan Zhen Shui, Xiantian Hongmeng spiritual object, and Chunyang Zhen Shui are among the top three treasures. There are so many here?"
"Well, Xuan Ming's heavy water is from yin to cold, and Xuan Ming's pure water is from yang to strong. With it, I can truly get rid of the shackles of my body." Youquan squinted, and his face, which had always been as cold as frost, suddenly blossomed. A smile as bright as the sun: "Yiye has always said that the Lord is the foundation of her great path, and the foundation of my Youquan's great path is these Xuantian pure water."
A snow wolf finally couldn't resist the temptation of Youquan's thin skin and tender flesh. He opened his big mouth and roared, sprinted close to the ground, and bit Youquan's body fiercely.
Youquan simply raised his right hand, and a trail of afterimages came up in his palm, and he patted it gently following a mysterious trajectory.
This palm is light and airy, giving people a very casual feeling. But in the eyes of the snow wolf who had almost reached the realm of immortality, this palm filled the whole world, as if the whole world had turned into a prison, imprisoning him, and he could not avoid this palm at all. This palm seemed to contain some irresistible will of heaven. This snow wolf must be hit by Youquan.
There was a muffled sound, and the snow wolf, which was about ten feet long, was beaten to ashes by Youquan's palm. Youquan's light palm blasted the snow wolf into the smallest particles of flesh and blood. A mist of blood sprayed hundreds of feet away, spreading a layer of blood evenly on the snow.
The other snow wolves trembled, turned around and ran away with their tails between their legs.
But Youquan's figure flickered, and dozens of afterimages flickered. She appeared next to these snow wolves almost at the same time, and patted them down with a gentle palm.
Dozens of snow wolves whose strength was comparable to Buleajie were beaten to pieces by Youquan at this moment. Youquan clasped his hands together and chanted softly: "My name is Youquan. On the road to the underworld, chanting my name should be detached... Well, in Yiye's words, die early and be reincarnated early, and don't cause trouble to Youquan. Otherwise, you will not even have the chance to reincarnate."
Youquan smiled playfully, looked left and right, and lightly drew a circle in the void with her hands.
The Taoist palace opened by Hongmeng Taoist actually had a dark hole opened in the void by Youquan. Rolling netherworld energy spurted out from the hole, followed by a turbulent stream of water. The water with the biting chill swirls intimately around the spring. In the black water, you can occasionally see a few red Manjushuahua petals.
"Perhaps this is the last time I will use my true power." Youquan narrowed his eyes and smiled softly. She raised her head, looking at the unpredictable rays of light above the Dao Palace, and gently patted the tumbling water around her: "Protect me well, and when I merge with these mysterious waters, I will truly be a person." .My way has only truly begun.”
On Youquan's little face, a hint of loneliness and loneliness for hundreds of millions of years flashed past. Surrounded by the vast and boundless black water, she walked into the pool step by step, and then dived deeply. The billowing black water gently surrounds the pool, spinning and rolling quietly.
The petals of Manjushuahua sparkle in the black water, bringing a tiny bit of vitality to the black water.
Qingqiu Yan was holding a formation plate and was walking quickly around several palaces. There were eighty-one sapphire chips floating around him. These chips were rapidly changing positions, performing complex and huge calculations. Countless runes flashed in Qingqiu Yan's eyes, and a large number of numbers quickly flowed down from his eyes like a tide.
"This direction, no, then, there is no place to run." Qingqiu Yan ran all the way, and three or five evil ghosts rushed out of the palace on the roadside from time to time to attack him, but he was surrounded by a group of cyan demons. Fire, any evil spirit that comes close to him will be burned to ashes by the demonic fire.
After rushing straight into an uninhabited land, he arrived in front of a towering hall. Qingqiu Yan stopped and raised his head to look at the hall.
"That's right, according to the design of the Taoist Palace, this is an area for low-level disciples to live, so there must be a messenger array, and it is here. I said that even the Hongmeng Taoist has to be humane. . Low-level disciples can’t just let go of their emotions and keep in touch with their families, right? This immortal formation that can transmit messages across the immortal realm is naturally a must-have."
With a gasp, Qingqiu Yan rushed into the hall with a few dodgers, and then killed countless ghosts and monsters along the way, directly reaching the top floor of the hall.
A fairy formation surrounded by white fairy mist was suspended in front of him. Qingqiu Yan walked around the fairy formation several times and shouted with joy: "Wonderful, this fairy formation was not destroyed as expected. . Then, the immortal power of our communication immortal formation fluctuates, um, and there is also a space beacon."
He took out a palm-sized jade talisman and threw it into the immortal array, and a spiritual light immediately flickered in the immortal array.
After just a snap of the fingers, a ray of light rose from the fairy formation, and an old man with white hair and an old face appeared in the light. As soon as he saw Qingqiu Yan, the old man immediately laughed: "Boy Yan, aren't you exaggerating and saying that you won't return to your family until you refine a top-notch golden immortal weapon? What's the matter, your current cultivation level Can you refine a golden immortal weapon? Can you also refine a top-notch golden immortal weapon?"
Qingqiu Yan jumped on his feet and shouted: "Seventh uncle, don't make such a fuss. Let's get down to business. I'm looking for my ancestor."
The white-haired old man picked his nose and wiped his fingers on his sleeves in an awkward manner. He rolled his eyes and snorted: "Ancestor? There are not even a hundred thousand old immortals in our Qingqiu family who can be called ancestors. Eighty thousand. The second-generation ancestors have nearly a hundred people, the third-generation ancestors have three thousand, the fourth-generation ancestors, wow, the old man doesn’t even know how many fourth-generation ancestors there are. Hehe, our Qingqiu family ancestors are all quite You can have children, right?"
Qingqiu Yan weakly slapped his forehead. He glared at the white-haired old man fiercely and shouted loudly: "Seventh Uncle, this is a serious matter and cannot be delayed. The elder who is in charge of the clan now has a great Luo cultivation level. Zu, how many more are there?"
The white-haired old man's expression suddenly changed, and a chilling murderous intention flashed in his eyes, which made Qingqiu Yan even shiver with fear. The old man's voice also became extremely chilly and cold: "Young boy Yan, are you causing trouble outside? Which blind big Luo bullies you? I will issue the Qingqiu Order and call out all the ancestors who are in seclusion. Hehe , if you dare to touch my Qingqiu family members, even if they are Da Luo, we will tear them into pieces."
Before Qingqiu Yan could speak, the white-haired old man pinched his fingers and began to make calculations: "It's just that our Qingqiu family are not good at killing. Well, my ancestor will go with a few people, and then let's see How many old guys have owed us favors in the past few years? The happiest thing is to fight with more than less. Well, we have to gather 70 or 80 people to come and beat people, so as to ensure that we can win."
Qingqiu Yan smiled bitterly. The Qingqiu family is of the bloodline of the Sky Fox, and foxes are suspicious in nature. This litter of foxes in the Qingqiu family, in particular, are extremely cautious. Listen to the words of his seventh uncle. To beat someone up, you have to gather seventy or eighty people from the Great Luo Realm to go with them. To mobilize an army like this is to bully people. Even Tai Xuan Zhen, an ancestor, couldn't withstand a group of seventy or eighty Da Luo attacking.
Qingqiu Yan laughed dryly, and shouted sternly: "Hongmeng Taoist Palace, I am in a Hongmeng Taoist palace. There are four Taoist ancestors waiting outside, namely Sanqing Miaoyuan Cave, Supreme Zhenmiao Palace, Taixuanzhen Daozu, Immortal Grand Marshal Taiyi Zhenwu of the Tingzhan Department, Jiuweng Taoist Ancestor of Jiuhua Sect, and Taihaomiao Daozu of Taihao Sect. There are big weird things in this Hongmeng Taoist Palace, and maybe there are also big benefits?"
The white-haired old man's eyes flickered, and he suddenly jumped up: "Hongmeng Taoist Palace? It's such a big benefit, you can't keep it for yourself. Well, our Qingqiu family will get a bite, but those four old guys, Forget about everything else, Taixuanzhen Daozu is not easy to mess with. Come on, we need to find more helpers. Hey, call a group of people over to see if he can afford it?"
He rolled up his sleeves in a hurry, and the white-haired old man pointed at Qingqiu Yan and laughed: "Young man Yan, you have done a great job. Just wait, I will go and tell the ancestors, hehe."
The fairy array's light flashed and quickly dimmed.
(End of chapter)