Bone Taoist

Chapter 508 Eight Wastelands

In the northwest of this fairy city, there are many peaks. The twenty spiritual peaks in front of you are undoubtedly the best. They reach straight into the sky, and the essence gathers into a waterfall, flowing down.

You can vaguely see a complex of palaces and pavilions on the top of the mountain.

Such a blessed land is extremely rare in the ancient land.

The surrounding light flashed, and many monks broke out in battles here. Some people climbed to the peak, and before they could hold on for a few breaths, they were killed by others. Blood was spread in the sky, and the fighting was very fierce.

"Just settle down here and occupy four caves first!"

Ye Zang and the other four discussed half a stick of incense and then stepped into the air.

They chose four similar spiritual peaks that reach the sky and competed away. The small world in the middle of Tianmu was floating around the fairy city. After that, they had to gather the magic of the dojo and explore the ancient ruins. This place was to be used as a base to rest back and forth.

Ye Zang stepped on the chaotic steps and surged up from the waterfall.

The Tongtian Spiritual Peak in front of you is more than ten thousand feet high. A battle is breaking out on the top of the peak. Runes are flashing and there is great movement.

After a stick of incense, the mysterious light under Ye Zang's feet tore through the clouds. He stepped on the clouds and looked down at the situation on the top of Lingfeng with his magical eyes.

There were a dozen people in total, fighting on their own, with their swords drawn at war, and the scene was extremely chaotic.

"Only five people are the geniuses of the ten major sects..."

Ye Zang was very cautious and observed carefully with his magic eye. Although these people were not weak in moral conduct, there was still some gap between them and the last generation of freaks, the chiefs of the sect.

"That person is... Ye Zang from the Immortal Burial Sea?"

There was a monk at the top of the peak who heard the movement above him. His golden elixir eyes pierced through the clouds and mist and saw a man with a very familiar appearance.

He is a casual cultivator in the western part of Tianming, so he naturally knows Ye Zang's name. This man looked horrified, and without saying a word, he immediately ran away without knowing the current affairs.

"Since fellow Taoists want to compete with me, don't blame me for being ruthless in my magical power." Ye Zang's eyes darkened slightly, his voice was mixed with mana, and wisps of murderous aura floated out from Zifu and Shenzang, stained with blood. Gao Tian is extremely penetrating.

If he can occupy this cave without fighting, Ye Zang can save a lot of time to set up formations and restrictions here, and he can also spend more time practicing.

"Please give me some advice, Chief Ye!"

A prodigy from the Promise Palace obviously recognized him, but he was not deterred by Ye Zang's name. His face turned pale, he stepped hard on the ground with one foot, and flew away at an extremely fast speed.

Whizzing!

After pinching out the seal, a palm-sized gilded flying shuttle was launched and flew away at great speed, tearing open the boundary space in an instant. Countless chaotic energies rippled and sound waves exploded.

This momentum is not weak.

Ye Zang did not hold back and set off a confrontation between the ten forces of the Ding army!
  The sword power buzzed all over the sky, and it opened and closed in a domineering manner. For a moment, the clouds in the sky were scattered, and the blue sky was as clear as water.

The flying shuttle sparks flew everywhere, but it was extremely hard. The Wuji Palace Taoist circled around with his fingers, gritted his teeth and controlled the flying shuttle, slashing it vertically and horizontally. The veins on his forehead popped out, obviously he had used it to the extreme.

The Oath-Breaking Sword wraps around the ten forces of Dingjun. Ye Zang opens his eyes wide and repels the flying shuttle with one sword strike.

The two of them were fighting with each other, and every time the shuttle collided with the Oath-Breaking Sword, there was a loud noise that shocked the world.

Where there is confrontation, it is like thunder blooming.

"cut!"

Ye Zang suddenly exerted his force and slashed away with the Oath-Breaking Sword. A bloody sword force like a celestial being swept past and hit the gilded flying shuttle heavily. With a 'clang' sound, the flying shuttle was immediately killed on the ground. A sword mark was cut out, and it was on the verge of collapse.

"How could it be possible? The gilt shuttle given to me by Master..."

Taoist Wuji Palace looked embarrassed.

After only half a hundred moves, can't you hold on anymore? This is a five-hundred-year-old magic weapon.

This man was decisive. With a flick of his sleeves, he collected the broken gilt shuttle and ran away immediately.

As soon as he walked away with his front foot, a middle-aged Taoist came using his magical power from the lower left side of Ye Zang's back foot.

That huge [-]-foot mana spirit finger came towards me with divine power. This man practiced the Vientiane Gangfeng Dao. This mana spirit finger was condensed by the Gangfeng. It was extremely domineering and made the sky rumble.

"Sir Ye, try this method of mine!" the middle-aged Taoist said sternly.

boom!
  Ye Zang's eyes narrowed slightly, his sleeves and robes shook, his four extraordinary meridians and eight meridians stirred, and he exhaled a candle dragon energy and rushed away.

The essence turned into a hornless golden candle dragon, roaring and roaring. After a confrontation for several breaths, the man's spiritual fingers were scattered on the spot. The essence candle dragon roared ferociously and continued to stir up chaos in the world and kill him.

The middle-aged Taoist's expression was startled. The Purple Mansion's Divine Treasure was opened wide, and his magic power surged. He went out with all his strength and fired dozens of Gangfeng Spirit Fingers before breaking through the Jingqi Candle Dragon. His body was forcefully forced back several times. Thousands of feet away.

Seeing that these two people were defeated, the other Taoists looked frightened, and after thinking for a few breaths, they immediately dispersed.

Thinking about it, these twenty towering spiritual peaks are something that ordinary monks like them can covet.

Originally, they only planned to practice for a few days. When those last-generation freaks and the chiefs of the group arrived, they would have the wisdom to retreat.

On the top of the entire Tongtian Spiritual Peak, only Ye Zang was left alone for a moment.

Ye Zang showed his Dharma eyes and looked at those ancient buildings.

"Most of them are in ruins. Only the cultivation cave in the center is still intact."

Ye Zang watched.

Most of the ancient buildings are in dilapidated condition and look like ruins.

Only in the middle, there is a man-made cave, which is made of spiritual stones. There are many spiritual bamboos growing around it. It is surrounded by clouds and mist, giving it a peaceful atmosphere.

Outside the Lingzhu Forest, there is a huge stone tablet with three ancient characters "Lingzhu Peak" engraved on it.

Stepping into the bamboo forest, the spiritual energy that hit his face made all the pores in Ye Zang's body relax.

The cave in the middle is made of spiritual stones, and the spiritual energy gathered in it is as majestic as the sea, which makes people feel frightened.

"Practice here and you will definitely make a thousand miles every day."

Ye Zang concentrated slightly.

He immediately took out the Black Iron Formation Plate, took out a series of Formation Eyes, and set up the Nine Palaces Locking Dragon Formation outside the Lingzhu Forest.

Not only that, he also set up the Seven Ultimate Killing Formation next to Lingshi Cave.

The two formations are intertwined and are considered to be absolutely foolproof. Even if Mr. Bai wants to force his way in, he will have to peel off his skin.

"What a fairy cave..."

The Nine Treasure Spirit Fox stared with big eyes, ran out of Ye Zang's sleeves, jumped up to the Lingshi Cave, and said in surprise.

Ye Zang stepped into Lingshi Cave.

This cave has only one floor and the area is not large, only [-] feet in radius.

The interior is illuminated by the glow of spiritual stones, making it feel like being in a pure land, with only some simple desks and futons.

Ye Zang then bent his palm and took out the Wutong futon.

boom!
  In an instant, countless torrents of spiritual energy converged towards the Wutong futon.

"The spiritual energy in this place is already extremely strong, and when Wutong Futon gathers it together, it really reaches a terrifying situation."

Around the sycamore futon, the spiritual energy turned into substance, swirling and flowing like a big river, and there was a rushing sound in my ears.

"Practice peacefully for a while. The heavenly materials and earthly treasures plundered earlier are very sufficient. Coupled with this cave, it is enough to bloom the remaining three lotus petals of the fifth-level human being. After that, we can try to warm up the Nascent Soul in the Golden Core Sea. Let’s rest.” Ye Zang planned.

Moreover, in addition to practicing, he also has to delve into the magical powers he has learned from the Phoenix True Feather.

The sleeves and robes shook, and Ye Zang closed the door of the cave.

There are two large formations guarding him, and he is not afraid of ordinary monks daring to break in here.

"Saint's Tears, Emperor's Grass, Drunken Fairy Lotus..."

Ye Zang sacrificed pieces of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, which were almost piled up into hills in the cave, exuding amazing aura and essence.

……

The fourteenth day passed by in a blink of an eye.

Half a month later, hundreds of thousands of golden elixir monks came to the city, and wars broke out everywhere. In the small world of floating and sinking, there were also endless battles, and large-scale actions were taken to hide the dormant opportunity.

Many people died at the hands of ancient creatures in the fairy city.

During this period, the dust-falling stone in the center of the fairy city immediately rose twice, and the dust-falling ban enveloped the entire fairy city.

All the monks in the city were reduced to mortals.

These two days have been the most stable times in the fairy city.

The monks chatted and stopped, and even exchanged heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Some even sold the French inscriptions of the three thousand dojos in exchange for many spiritual objects.

The northwest area of ​​Immortal City is full of peaks.

There are about [-] spiritual peak caves here, but the top ones are only the twenty Tongtian spiritual peaks in the middle, and they all have owners at this time.

During these fourteen days, Ye Zang, in addition to practicing at Lingzhu Peak every day, also had to go out to fight from time to time.

Every day, Tianjiao Daoists climbed to the peak. After forcing them back and defeating hundreds of people, and suppressing and killing more than [-] Tianjiao, my Lingzhu Peak came to a standstill.

"I didn't expect that this Phoenix Technique is not used for attack."

Ye Zang was sitting cross-legged on the sycamore futon, and dense phoenix demonic words floated in the chaotic sea of ​​consciousness.

It didn't take much effort to decipher this article.

With the previous experience of deciphering the Zhulong Tao Wen, this method is not as complicated as the Zhulong Body, but it was completely implemented on the [-]th.

Ye Zang took a deep breath and formed a fiery red phoenix seal on his hands.

boom!
  In an instant, centered around him, a phoenix true seal enveloped him, and countless crimson true energy rippled and poured down warmly.

Ye Zang felt that the energy in his body was slightly restless, as if he was radiating life.

"The name of this Taoist technique is 'Bathing in Fire Technique'. It is used to heal wounds. If you practice it to perfection, as long as the soul is immortal, even the bones can produce flesh and blood."

It is one of the inherited magical powers of the ancient divine phoenix.

With the blessing of this method, my candle dragon treasure body has further protection, which is a good fortune.

Then, Ye Zang took a deep breath.

When the Zifu opened, a blood-red lotus seat flew out and floated in front of his spiritual orifice.

The top three heavenly lotus petals have bloomed, and the lowest five human lotus petals have also bloomed. With two more left, the fifth human lotus petals are about to be perfected.

When Huang Longshi cultivated three lotus petals of the "Fifth Level of Human Being", he warmed and nourished the breath of the Nascent Soul.

But Ye Zang couldn't warm it up because his golden elixir barrier was too thick.

"Lay a good foundation and there is no need to rush. There are many opportunities and blessings in Tianmu Immortal Mountain."

Ye Zang thought, closed his eyes tightly again, and entered a practicing posture.

Early morning of the second day.

There was a loud noise from Tianjiao Destiny, and then Ye Zang heard a familiar childish voice and became furious.

Outside the clouds and mist, a very fast figure broke through!

The creature didn't use any spiritual power. It just relied on the energy of its physical body to burst out and walk across the sky, making countless sonic booms and coming like lightning.

boom!
  The Little Sage of Destruction of Heaven came through the air, furious.

He came here angrily.

Looking down, he stared at the Tongtian Spirit Peak opposite Ye Zang. The majestic horns on his forehead slowly burst out with divine power, suppressed by wisps of energy, and the ground veins of the Lingfeng were covered.

He seemed very angry, his hair exploded, and he shouted sternly: "Who gave you the courage to occupy this king's cave!"

Hearing the noise, Ye Zang and others also flew out of their respective caves and took a look at the situation there.

The spiritual peak on the opposite side is occupied by the chief disciple of Wuji Palace, ‘Zhang Qingyuan’. "

Zhang Qingyuan's beautiful eyes were calm and he led twenty Wuji Palace disciples out of the cave: "A land without an owner is naturally inhabited by capable people. When did this become your cave.

"I have been staying on this 'Qinglan Peak' since I was born. This is naturally my territory. Get out of here, or I will beat your ass to pieces!"

The Little Saint of Destruction waved his pink fist and roared.

He exhaled a hurricane of energy from his mouth, blowing sand and rocks on the Qinglan Peak, creating rift valleys, and the power was very domineering and fierce, making the sky dark and dark.

Several Wuji Palace disciples with slightly lower cultivation levels felt that their hearts were about to burst before the hurricane approached.

"Compared to fourteen days ago, the physical strength of this mixed-race descendant is stronger."

Ye Zang squinted his eyes and watched, the blood in Mie Tian's small Bible veins was rushing like a fast river.

Zhang Qingyuan's eyes darkened slightly, he bent his palm and shot a white jade gourd!
  Buzz!

The white jade gourd was moved by him, making several clanging sounds and its body grew to a height of a hundred feet.

A series of bright milky-white runes shot out from the gourd mouth, pouring down, breaking through the giant peaks of Mietian Little Saint's energy, causing the entire Qinglan Peak to tremble violently.

"what--"

Like a meteorite falling from the sky, the Little Saint stepped down from the clouds and mist. His whole body was filled with energy, and the sound of sound waves exploded in the air. The clouds and mist spread out in all directions like the ebbing tide of the sea.

"Stay away, and instead of fighting, don't get within a hundred feet. This little savage beast is extremely strong physically, but it has not even developed half of its magical power." Zhang Qingyuan said in a deep voice.

"Yes, brother!"

The twenty Wuji palaces held formation disks and scattered in all directions.

Looking at the Little Saint of Destruction, who fell from the sky, Zhang Qingyuan's eyes darkened, his hands formed marks, his Bagua Taoist robe made a hunting sound, the Zi Mansion opened and his magic power surged, and the hidden visions soared into the sky.

It was an octagonal array, looming hazy in the clouds and mist, and its divine power was invincible in all directions.

"It turned out to be Bahuangpan. There are really many peerless figures in this life. If you look at any era in the years, the figures who are more stunning than the generation did not expect that they would all appear in this era of great struggle between Jedi and Heaven. ..." On another giant peak, Mr. Bai and Jiudao stood with their hands folded. Mr. Bai waved his sleeves and spoke casually.

The vision of the Eight Desolate Panshenzang appeared, and the space in the sky was crushed and twisted, making a creaking sound.

From within the eyes of the octagonal formation, chains of runes broke open and fell, like chains of order, heading towards the Little Saint of Destruction.

(End of this chapter)