Bone Taoist

Chapter 447
There was a loud bang, and a huge crater was made on the ground by the ring-shaped short sword weapon, which attracted every family in the small village to walk around and watch to see what was going on.

They were all a group of strong, dark-skinned wild people wearing simple animal clothes. They looked at Ye Zang who suddenly visited with a look of astonishment on their faces.

Ye Zang looked around with a gloomy expression.

"You, you are an outsider?!" A man said sternly, his eyes widening.

"The news from the ancestral palace is true. Someone from outside has broken into the wilderness!"

"What are you still doing, kill him."

A group of people were stunned for a second or two, and then they rushed over with a murderous intent carrying polished iron spears.

These weapons are not even considered magical weapons, and are not even as good as the weapons of the outside world.However, being surrounded by these barbarians' domineering spiritual energy is somewhat powerful.

Ye Zang looked around with his eyes. Among these people, the one with the highest Taoism was only a golden elixir cultivation level. He was an old man from the Baishou tribe. He was holding a cane in his hand and staring at him closely.

However, this is the realm of the Golden Core. Restricted by the realm of heaven and earth, the highest level of cultivation is only the Golden Core Perfection. Otherwise, Ye Zang would not be so confident and directly break into this small village.

When the Divine Treasure was opened, the suffocating Ultimate Killing Qi filled the air.

In an instant, the surrounding sky was dyed with scarlet blood, and the terrifying pressure of magic rippled out like ripples, covering this small village. The vision of the Ultimate Divine Treasure appeared, with white bones reaching the sky, and mountains of corpses filled with blood. The sea suppresses all directions.

Some of the natives were forced to kneel down before they even got ten feet away. Cold sweat dripped from their foreheads, and they looked at the bones with trembling eyes. Some of the unsteady ones foamed at the mouth and fainted on the spot. passed.

Among this group of barbarians, only the old Baishou tribe could withstand the pressure of the Supreme God Zang, but he looked at Ye Zang with trembling eyes, his body trembling, and he clutched the crutch tightly.

"Ask something and answer truthfully, and I will spare your lives." Ye Zang put away the Oath-Breaking Sword, then bent his palm to collect the previously suppressed spiritual weapon.

The Baishou tribe leader looked at the spiritual weapon that was taken away by Ye Zang, his eyes trembled and he said, "You, what do you want to ask..."

"Do you know the Saint Taoist Tree?" Ye Zang said, covering his hands.

"Saint Dao Tree?" The Baishou Clan elder's face darkened when he heard this, as if he was thinking about it. After a few breaths, he said, "Are you talking about the Sacred Tree?"

"Tell me and listen."

"This tree has stood in our wilderness for endless years. It travels 50 miles northwest and reaches the endless sea. The sacred tree floats and sinks in this sea. It is erratic and difficult to find. Not many people in our wilderness have seen the sacred tree. , are all hearsay." The clan elder wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said slowly.

"Really?" Ye Zang's face darkened, he hesitated for a few moments and then asked: "Where did you get this spiritual weapon?"

"The warriors of our clan got it from the ancestral palace."

"Where is this ancestral palace?" Ye Zang raised his eyebrows.

"The Ancestral Hall is the place where the ancestors of all races in the Great Wilderness are located. It is located in the center of the Great Wilderness Mountains. We, the Great Wilderness people, all have a common ancestor, which is the Rakshasa Heavenly Man. The Heavenly Man sleeps in the Ancestral Hall, protects the Great Wilderness, and gives gifts every year. A spiritual weapon for all races to protect the territory." The old man did not dare to neglect and spoke word by word.

"Outsiders, I advise you to leave the wilderness, otherwise you will not be able to bear the wrath of heaven and man!" A young man with strong blood blushed and said this, resisting the suppression of Ye Zang's magic power.

Ye Zang glanced at him and ignored him.

After thinking for a moment, he suddenly stepped on the ground and flew away, disappearing into the village in the blink of an eye.

After Ye Zang left, the magical suppression of Zhenzhenzang suddenly disappeared. The people of Shicun immediately breathed a sigh of relief, wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads and looking towards the place where Ye Zang disappeared.

"Elder of the clan, the clan's spiritual weapon has been taken away by an outsider, what should we do?" A clan member said unwillingly.

"Without the blessing of the magical spirit, if this wild beast becomes restless, the consequences will be disastrous."

"That's it, pack your things and move to the territory of the Lu people." The clan elder said with a gloomy face: "Now that the prophecy period has arrived, I don't know how many outsiders will break into our wilderness. It's better to leave as soon as possible. It can protect one’s bloodline.”

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In the mid-air in the distance, Ye Zang was holding the ring-shaped short knife in his hand, and his spiritual consciousness instantly invaded.

Soon after, the short sword trembled slightly, and a trembling weapon spirit floated out, like a human child, staring at Ye Zang angrily with eyes as black as ink.

"Take me to the ancestral palace." Ye Zang glanced at the short sword spirit and said.

"Why, why should I listen to you? Let me go!" The short sword weapon spirit said through gritted teeth.

"It's not easy to transform into a spirit after thousands of years. Do you want to lose your soul?" Ye Zang raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Damn it." The dagger weapon spirit spat out with an embarrassed look on his face and said, "If you want to pass it on to your ancestors, be careful!"

"You don't need to worry anymore. If you don't want to lose your soul, just lead the way." Ye Zang restrained the dagger weapon spirit and said in a deep voice.

Under Ye Zang's pressure, this weapon spirit reluctantly guided the direction.

Ye Zang rode Black Wind Sha and ran all the way without stopping for a moment.

The evil aura of the Northern King's secret leyline was also very strong, enough to be swallowed up by the black wind evil, which actually saved Ye Zang a lot of time to rest and recover his mana.

The vast mountains and tall forests were retreating rapidly behind them.

Ye Zang's Dharma Eyes scanned the land thousands of feet in all directions. Once he encountered the indigenous people and tribes in the wilderness, he would avoid them in advance.

There is no need to cause unnecessary trouble. Now that he has the upper hand, it is estimated that in two or three days, this vast wilderness will be filled with outside monks.

After half a day, a huge low canyon appeared ahead.

Ye Zang sensed the presence of a human being. He climbed over the high slope and looked forward. He saw densely packed stone houses standing in the canyon, row after row, and he could vaguely see many figures of the wilderness natives walking among them.

"There are actually such a vast ethnic group in this wilderness." Ye Zang's eyes darkened slightly.

It was an ethnic group with tens of thousands of households.

This ethnic group is like a small city, with a three-foot-high wall surrounding it, and a high-flying bloody war flag hanging on the wall, which is extremely eye-catching.Deafening roars came from the group, which also surrendered many savage beasts to guard the surrounding areas.

If we messed with such a group, we would probably fight to the death.

Ye Zang looked around with his eyes, and backed away cautiously, avoiding the group.

Traveling through rugged mountains and through dense ancient forests, Ye Zang traveled hundreds of miles north.

The surrounding mountains and forests are gradually getting taller, and the rich tree crowns are blocking the sky. These are not ordinary trees in front of them, they are already spiritual trees. Ye Zang cuts open the crowns at will, and the tender green spiritual juice inside is slowly flowing. It flows, and the inner spirit essence is extremely rich.

"What a blessed place." Ye Zang looked around.

In the depths of this spiritual forest, Ye Zang saw a very tall red ancient palace through the gaps between the tree crowns.

The ancient and simple atmosphere hits your face. The ancient palace covers an extremely large area, about a thousand feet high and reaches into the sky. The mottled red walls are covered with traces of time, and it is extremely majestic.

The gate of the Red Palace alone is hundreds of feet high!It looks like a place where giants live.

There is a gap in the half-opened door of the Red Palace. On the door, ancient murals are engraved, which are mysterious and strange.

Ye Zang's Dharma Eye penetrated through, but he was unable to detect the situation inside the ancient palace. He could only see chaos and darkness.

"Is there any danger in this? If you tell me the truth, I can let you go free." Ye Zang took out the dagger weapon spirit and asked in a deep voice.According to what the clan elder of that tribe said, they got these clan-suppressing spiritual weapons from the ancestral palace. There are weird things in the palace, and they should know something about it.

"Unfortunately, I was not awakened until I left the ancestral palace. I was sleeping all the time. I have no idea what's inside. Wouldn't you know if you go and take a look for yourself?" The short-sword weapon spirit raised his eyebrows.

"So, you are useless." Ye Zang said.

"Wait a minute! I am a thousand-year-old spiritual weapon with powerful magical energy. You are not going to sacrifice me?" The weapon spirit of the dagger showed a panicked look and said sternly.

"The quality of the weapon body is limited, and your magic power is limited here. Why not feed it to other spiritual weapons." Ye Zang squinted.

With that said, the Taoist Taoist Wuxiang floated out directly, looking at it with an earnest smile, and restrained the dagger spirit with his powerful consciousness.

"Damn it, let me go!"

Under the horrified gaze of the short sword weapon spirit, the Wuxiang Cauldron opened its mouth wide, and a terrifying suction force burst out, dragging it in and swallowing it instantly.

The Wuxiang Cauldron burst out with an astonishing dark glow, and the Wuxiang Taoist boy immediately noticed that his Taoism had improved.

The material of the short knife is rough. It is already very difficult to give birth to a transformed spirit after thousands of years of enlightenment. The overall quality is inferior to the spirit-birthing tools. In the future, the power of magic will probably stop at this. From now on, The power of the weapon spirit will continue to decrease until the body of the weapon spirit is broken and dissipated.

It would be useless to keep this device.

Spiritual weapons such as the Dust-falling Bell and the Phaseless Cauldron are different. The upper limit is very high and the room for growth is huge. If there are enough opportunities, it is not impossible to become a Taoist weapon like the Six Tao. Taoist tools can be ups and downs over time. , the weapon spirit can live forever, even if the owner who sacrificed it dies, its power will still be the same as before.

Ye Zang stared at the red hall, took a deep breath, and then took a step forward.

Using the Chaos Escape Technique, he arrived at the gate of the Red Palace.

It is like a giant beast. When you come to the door, you can feel your own insignificance and full of oppression.

"My dear, this is not a kind place." Yuanyang fluttered his wings and flew out, narrowing his narrow bird eyes and saying.

"The prohibition of this palace is integrated with the realm of heaven and earth. It has reached the level of Tianxuan and cannot be broken by force." Jiangchen Ling also said.

"Little Master, I can feel that the power of the divine consciousness in the temple is very powerful, but you must be careful." said the Taoist Taoist Wuxiang.

"Wealth and wealth are sought in danger."

Ye Zang stretched out his hand and gently touched the mottled and simple red palace door, feeling a slight tingling sensation on his palm.

Just as he said that, Ye Zang was about to step into the palace.

Through the gap in the door, the interior was hazy and chaotic, dark and silent, and Ye Zang had just stepped in with one foot.

Suddenly, a force like a scourge came towards him, and the invisible power of divine consciousness rushed towards him like huge waves in the sea.

Ye Zang's eyes widened, and he quickly reacted by using the Phaseless Cauldron to confront him.

Clang!

A huge force of spiritual consciousness hit the body of the Wuxiang Cauldron, and it made a thunderous explosion. The stewardess in front of the cauldron was torn apart, and the Wuxiang Taoist boy also involuntarily groaned, Obviously this blow caused him a lot of pain.

The terrifying force was like a giant mountain crashing into it.

Ye Zang's figure shot backwards uncontrollably, as if a giant hand had been forced out of the red palace to push him out. The howling wind tore apart the earth's veins and crushed a heart. Another thick spiritual stone stirred up gravel dust all over the sky.

Ye Zang put his feet on the ground, and Zifu's magic power rushed out, forming waves of magic power that rushed towards him, constantly dissolving the invisible power of divine consciousness.

It scraped the ground and flew a hundred feet away, which was enough to offset the power of the divine consciousness.

"Why is this?" Ye Zang panted slightly, looked towards the Red Hall, frowned and said to himself.

"It seems to be the urging consciousness emitted by the formation. It is powerful and overbearing." Wuxiang Dao Tong said with palpitations.With the body of his Phaseless Cauldron, it was a bit difficult to carry this spiritual consciousness.

"Is it possible that only people from the wild can enter this ancestral palace, and outsiders can't?" Ye Zang frowned slightly, brushed his sleeves, touched his chin and looked at the red palace.

He observed it for a while, then sat down cross-legged, took out the array plate, opened his Dharma Eyes and acupuncture points, and penetrated through the red hall.

As soon as the Dharma Eye's power touched the ancestral palace, it was like falling into chaotic darkness. Ye Zang was wandering in the darkness like a headless fly, looking for a breakthrough.

Dusk fell slightly, and an hour passed quietly.

At this time, there was a tremor in the depths of the chaotic darkness, causing ripples as if a boulder had been thrown into the water.

The powerful power of spiritual consciousness burst out again. Ye Zang looked up and saw the half-opened door of the red palace suddenly opened, and a figure shot out from the palace.

She was a woman from the Northern Wilderness, holding a fine steel spear, like a female leopard, with a strong body, and her muscles were like a horned dragon. She exuded a ferocious aura of strength, and she was also formed into a golden elixir. She was very good at Taoism.

The woman clutched her chest tightly, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and she looked unwillingly into the red hall. She stepped firmly on the crown of a spiritual tree to steady her body.

Ye Zang squinted his eyes and looked at him, five-color seals appeared in his palms, and he quietly used chaotic steps.

He took one step forward, like a radiant light from heaven, shattering the void, and flew behind the woman in just a few breaths.

"Who?!" The woman reacted very quickly, and immediately turned around in horror.

She saw a huge five-color spiritual power tearing through the sky, causing trembling and whining in the air, and suppressed it by rushing down. She immediately shook the steel spear, and the powerful energy wrapped around the spear and stabbed it.

boom!
There was a sudden explosion. The woman had been severely injured. Under Ye Zang's full blow, the spear in her hand was directly knocked out. Blood overflowed from her pale face, and it hit the ground with a loud bang. Several spiritual trees were broken, causing dust and gravel to fill the sky.

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(End of this chapter)