Bone Taoist

Chapter 589 Bone Sword Demon
Deep in the treasure island, there is a small valley in the forest.

The earth's energy system is vibrating, and a huge vortex of spiritual energy is suspended in the valley like a funnel.

The spiritual power rolled in from thousands of miles around, like a great river rushing and rumbling.

It has lasted for three days.

The twelfth-grade lotus pedestal and the sunflower are swaying and blooming in the valley, the blood-colored purple palace in the leaves is wide open, and the nine-marked golden elixir is also trembling.

The golden elixir sea is turning clouds and rain, and the baby is becoming more plump and lifelike, and even the traces of lines on the skin are clearly visible.

The cracks in the sky-reaching Golden Core Barrier extend along the earth veins to the sky of the Golden Core Sea.

The realm of Taoism has improved greatly.

"I can't suppress it anymore, but I haven't reached the limit yet!"

Ye Zang's physical body was trembling, and the nine-marked golden elixir was full of cracks. Just like the golden elixir that Master Bai used in Tianmu's discussion.

Ye Zang has to hone his magic power to the extreme of a baby, and only when there is no possibility of improvement, can he break the elixir and become a baby.

Only in this way can we have enough confidence to cultivate the ultimate realm in the Nascent Soul realm, with a ten thousand-foot Dharma body.

"There is not much energy left in the earth veins, so we have to find a place for retreat." Ye Zang thought in his heart.

Saying that, he immediately dispelled the seal and rose into the sky.

At this moment, he used some acupuncture points, his bones and meridians became clear, and his appearance changed to his original appearance.

Acting as 'Ye Han' is too restrictive after all, not to mention that this is not the territory of Central Continent. There are also many Taoist priests from Zhongzhou who come here. The identity and position of the patrolling angel must become a shackles.

If you have to fight for opportunities with all your strength, your identity will be exposed sooner or later.

"Lang Jun, what are you doing!" Nangong Ling said in surprise when she saw Ye Zang change his appearance and turned into his original appearance.

"Nangong Ling, don't follow me next time, go find opportunities for yourself." Ye Zang said with a flick of his sleeves.

"This is going to turn Taikoo Treasure Island upside down..." Nangong Ling's beautiful eyes trembled slightly as she thought to herself. Now that Ye Zang is acting with his true appearance, he will naturally not hold back as he did in Zhongzhou. Sooner or later, his identity will be exposed. If she keeps following Ye Zang and is seen by Zhongzhou Taoist, it will be terrible.

Ye Zang's huge mana fell in shock.

The entire valley was trembling, and dust and gravel were flying all over the ground.

It didn't take long for Ye Zang to take a picture of the piece of raw jade that lay thousands of feet below.

"It's a semi-spiritual weapon, but it hasn't been refined yet. The material is very good. It should be a mysterious jade from heaven." Ye Zang grabbed the raw jade and felt it.

This thing is very old, and after endless years, it is still as smooth as gelatin.

"Okay, good stuff, give it to me!" Yuanyang Weapon Spirit flew out and said noisily.

"This thing can be refined to increase the power of the instrument." Chenchen Ling muttered.

"The Wuxiang Ding is here for you." Ye Zang said.

"Thank you, Master." The voice of Wuxiang Taoist sounded in his mind.

He directly gathered it into Zi Mansion and let the Wuxiang Cauldron suppress and refine it.

Saying that, Ye Zang stepped on the bloody mana and flew fifty feet away.

The spiritual energy in the depths of this treasure island is very strong, and there are remnants of the Dao Law of the Immortal Realm, which brings very powerful pressure to the monks.

Using Ye Zang's magical path, he can only fly up to a height of fifty feet. If he forced himself into the air again, his physical body would be overwhelmed.

Ye Zang wasted no time and headed deeper.

……

Deep in the treasure island, in an ancient ruins.

It covers an area of ​​hundreds of miles, with countless huge ancient buildings standing there, and the atmosphere is simple and strong.

The spiritual energy is like raindrops, hanging on the building, shaped like a curtain, and is so beautiful that it decorates this place like a fairyland.

In the dilapidated dojo, ten Taoists sat cross-legged and practiced in seclusion.

Suddenly, the sky suddenly darkened, covering a hundred miles in radius, and the entire ruins were covered in blood.

The scarlet sunlight poured down, and a suffocating murderous aura floated out.

"Which fellow Taoist is here, come out and see me!" Qin Ke, a disciple of Qingdi City, frowned, opened his eyes, and said loudly.

"The killing energy is the ultimate divine treasure." Someone frowned.

"Could it be the female devil of the Northern Wilderness, Mei Hua Luo?" someone asked sharply.

Ye Zang, wearing a black robe and a black crown, arrived in the sky.

"You, you are..." Qin Ke looked at Ye Zang intently, always feeling that he had seen this face somewhere and it was very familiar.

"Twelve-grade Lotus Seat, White Bone Divine Treasure, you are Ye Zang of the Jackdaw God Sect!" The fellow Taoist opened his eyes wide, pointed at Ye Zang, and said in disbelief.

"Fellow Taoists, please give me some advice!"

Ye Zang smiled, and the black robe made a hunting sound. He clapped his hands, and the murderous aura swirled in his palms, like the master of this bloody world.

Rumble!
The Beidou Palm is falling, the sky seems to be collapsing, and the boundary space is collapsing.

"Ye Zang, you came to Beihai!" Qin Ke gasped.

Ye Zang's sudden appearance made them a little unbelievable, but they still reacted quickly.

Ten Yuanying dharma bodies appeared. These ten people are all talented disciples of the great sects in the Yuanying realm.

Although they, Nascent Soul Dharmakaya, are not as high as those Dongtian masters Ye Zang met in Tianheng Mountain, their magical powers are extremely overbearing.

What they practice are Taoist magical powers inherited from ancient religions, which are almost not on the same level as the Master of Dongtian in Tianheng Mountain.

"Ye Zang, you are very arrogant!" Qin Ke panted heavily and used his magical power to the extreme.

"Stay in Beihai, Tianmu is the leader!"

Ye Zang's move undoubtedly did not take them seriously. He actually broke into this place alone and wanted to suppress ten of them. I don't know if he was confident or arrogant.

These ten people suddenly became angry.

Ye Zang's eyes were scarlet, and his killing power was trembling with excitement.

The so-called killing path means moving forward with hard work. You only know how to retreat, and you will only retreat if you don't advance on the killing path.

Ye Zang never stopped working hard.

What's more, at this moment when he is about to break through the bottleneck, it is not in line with Ye Zang's state of mind to safely break the pill and become a baby.

He wants to fight for the kill, step over the blood mountain of corpses, and sacrifice his blood to the Nascent Soul Dao!

"Well done!"

Ye Zang passed through the air, using the Big Dipper Palm in one hand and holding the Oath-Breaking Sword in the other.

Ancient ruins rumbled.

The ground was shaken by the beating, and the sky was filled with smoke, dust and rubble. The already dilapidated ancient ruins were completely destroyed by the battles between Ye Zang and others.

Half an hour later, Ye Zang had no expression on his face and took the blood-stained Oath-Breaking Sword back to Zi Mansion.

On the ground, lay ten corpses with their heads separated.

Ye Zang gathered their Qiankun bags together.

"As expected of a disciple of a great sect, he has a lot of valuable things with him. It's a pity that all the spiritual weapons were placed in their Zi Mansion. The Taoist body was cut off and the spiritual weapons also destroyed themselves."

Ye Zang thought sadly.

The real value is their spiritual weapons. Qin Ke also had a thousand-year-old spiritual weapon that self-destructed. Thinking about it, Ye Zang took out the formation disk and started to set up the formation.

This ancient ruins has a radius of 500 miles, and it has accumulated a lot of spiritual energy, enough to practice for several days.

Seven days later, somewhere in an ancient cave on Treasure Island.

The war broke out here again. There were several casual cultivators outside the cave, their eyes trembling slightly as they felt it.

In the ancient cave, there were waves of terrifying and sinister laughter, sharp and harsh, like evil ghosts.

Immediately afterwards, bloody mana surged out from the hole.

"They said stop joining in the fun and get out of here!"

"What is this guy's background? He killed twenty disciples of the Nascent Soul Sect all by himself."

"The devil knows."

"The original intention is that the female devil of the Northern Wilderness is terrifying enough, but why is there another murderous god?"

"This magical power is too much to go too far."

The three casual cultivators were shocked and ran away into the distance.

Rumbling, half an hour later, the cave became quiet.

Ye Zang's black robe was stained with blood, and twenty horrific corpses lay on the ground. They were all disciples of the Eight Immortals Sect and the Six Demon Sects.

The white bone weapon spirit is getting stronger and stronger, and is now as tall as an adult man. It is extremely eerie and terrifying. It screams gloomily, as if it is bathing in a sea of ​​killing, constantly swallowing the killing energy.

"We haven't reached the limit yet, keep going!"

Ye Zang was sitting cross-legged in the ancient cave, absorbing spiritual energy and practicing. The nine-marked golden elixir buzzed, and the gilded elixir wall was full of cracks.

Ye Zang is working hard to suppress Jindan and Yingying.

In Zi Mansion, monstrous bloody mana is flowing and is about to overflow!
After he completed his training, he continued to run rampant, suppressing the monks in the cave with a domineering attitude, like a god of death coming.

……

A month has passed.

Deep in the treasure island, more and more monks broke in.

At the same time, there is no peace here. Fights are taking place every day. For the chance treasure land and the creation of spiritual objects, the fight is bloody and the killings are fierce.

In just one and a half months, thousands of people died.

On a small island in a lake, the disciples of the Renwang Palace are practicing here.

Although this small island is not big, the earth energy energy it pulls is very huge. All the spiritual energy within a radius of five thousand miles gathers on its own. The reason is because this small island has the remaining ancient spirit gathering techniques. The array remains.

Perhaps because the spirit essence energy is too heavy and there is interference from the Great Dao Law, the spirit gathering arrays of this era set up by outside monks here not only have no effect, but will be counterattacked and suppressed by the island's spirit essence energy.

The disciples of the Renwang Hall were sitting cross-legged in an orderly manner, forming a gathering posture.

Located in the center of the spirit-gathering array is naturally the senior brother of Renwangdian, Jiang Ya.

"Big Brother!"

While everyone was resting, a dozen disciples from outside the island came flying out panting.

"What's the matter? It's so majestic." Jiang Ya closed his eyes and said with concentration. One month ago, he had reached the second level of perfection. During this period of practice on the treasure island, he successfully broke through the bottleneck and reached the third level of Nascent Soul. His overbearing magic power was suffocating.

"The female devil of the Northern Wilderness, Mei Hua Luo, is walking in this direction." One of the disciples panted.

"Oh?" Jiang Ya narrowed his eyes and said.

"Why are you so worried? I'm just a plum blossom." Someone said disdainfully.

"Since Senior Brother is here, I can suppress that ugly girl with my hands."

"If she dares to come, I will bury her here."

The disciples didn't care and shouted sternly.

During these days, Meihualuo was also extremely ferocious, killing people like crazy.

Almost all the Taoists who met her would not survive for more than half an hour. Those who could find her traces were mostly Qimen monks who had cultivated Dharma Eyes. They only dared to watch from a distance of thousands of feet and did not dare to be caught by her. Discover.

"In addition to the Plum Blossom Luo, the 'White Bone Sword Demon' is also coming in this direction."

Upon hearing this, the disciples of the Renwang Hall immediately widened their eyes and stood up in shock.

"What, that Taoist is here too?"

"This is bad."

"I heard that the Bone Sword Demon single-handedly killed twenty-six Nascent Soul Taoists half a month ago. Compared to Mei Hua Luo, this person's magical power is even more terrifying. He turned into a demon through his killings!"

The reason why that man was called the White Bone Sword Demon was because a Taoist from the Qi Sect used his Dharma Eyes to observe Dharma from a distance.

Did you find that a black sword is often sacrificed to cut off people's heads, and the weapon spirit of the black sword is a lifelike white skeleton?

Every time someone kills someone, the white-bone weapon spirit is rushed out, absorbs the murderous energy, and screams eerily. The terrifying bone-white laughter can be heard ten miles away.

"I'm not afraid of Mei Hua Luo. Now that person is here again, I'm afraid it will be a fierce battle." Someone from the King's Palace frowned and said.

"By the way, who is that Bone Sword Demon?"

"I don't know, all the monks who have seen this person are dead. Taoist Qimen also feels that he is watching from a distance and does not dare to get close."

"He is a killer of Taoists. With such magical powers, he is definitely not an unknown person in the Ten Continents."

"Could he be a disciple of the ancient sect?"

As they spoke, everyone began to discuss the identity of the Bone Sword Demon.

Jiang Ya hesitated for a moment and then asked, "Has any Taoist from Qi Sect seen how many divine treasures he has opened up and how many different lotus pedestals he has built?"

"I don't know." The disciples who reported the news shook their heads and said: "The Bone Sword Demon has extremely powerful spiritual consciousness. Taoist Qimen can only watch from a distance of ten thousand feet. His magical power is very vague, so he can only confirm that he is gone." Kill them together."

"Where are those two people now?" someone from the King's Palace disciple asked.

"Meihualuo is eight thousand miles away in the southwest, in an ancient ruins, fighting with many Taoist cultivators. When I saw her, she had already killed most of them. Her walking traces seemed to be coming to the center of our lake. It’s from the island.” The disciple who reported the message said.

"The White Bone Sword Demon is practicing on a giant peak nine thousand miles away in the southeast. During this time, he has been rampaging across the land of creation and absorbed spiritual energy very quickly. He must be the feather inheritance technique of the Great Sect."

The island in the middle of the lake where Jiang Ya is located is almost the deepest part of Taikoo Treasure Island.

This land of creation is also extremely extraordinary. It can pull the energy of the earth's veins within a radius of five thousand miles, which makes people greedy.

"Senior Brother, what are you going to do?" a disciple asked.

"If these two demons join forces, it will be extremely difficult to deal with them."

"Damn it, why didn't these two scourges go to Lu Yanzhi and Mu Wu, but they came to the territory of our King's Palace?" Someone said speechlessly.

The disciples of the Renwang Palace were also extremely depressed.

When he was outside the world, he took the blame for the incident involving the spiritual veins of Demon King Island. After entering the Taikoo Treasure Island, he was also targeted by two 'killing villains' running rampant in the land of creation.

"I think these two demons are probably the same group of people who pretended to be Junior Brother Wei Tong." Someone speculated. After the incident outside the boundary, the Human King Palace immediately used the sentry gold flying sword, but learned from the second elder that Wei Tong's Jingyuan Token had always been dim, and it was obvious that he could not die anymore.

Inferring from this, it is natural that someone pretended to be Wei Tong and deliberately provoked a dispute between the Eight Immortals Sect and the Six Demon Sects.

"First set up a killing array, wait for the rabbit, and wait for the hard work."

Jiang Ya's eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something, and then he slowly spoke.

(End of this chapter)