Cultivation of Immortality: Start by Improving Spiritual Root Qualifications

Chapter 834 Another semi-spiritual treasure, a big harvest!
The Green Wing King flapped his ghost wings behind him, and instantly turned into a stream of green light, shooting towards Zhou Xun.

The green ghost blade in his hand flashed with a cold light and pierced Zhou Xun's back.

The Bull-Headed Demon King was not to be outdone. He moved his strong legs and crushed over like a mountain. The pair of huge horns in his hands shone with black light, trying to knock Zhou Xun away.

When Master Qianchuan saw this, he became very anxious.

He knew very well that Zhou Xun was concentrating on resisting the Nine Netherworld Fire of King Jiuyou at this moment, and had no time to worry about the sneak attack behind him.

Zhenjun Qianchuan gritted his teeth and threw the blue water cup in his hand suddenly. The cup instantly burst into a dazzling blue light and turned into a huge ice wall that stood in front of the Green Wing King and the Bull-Headed Ghost King.

"Boom!" The ghost blade of the Green Wing King chopped on the ice wall, splashing a piece of ice chips, and the ice wall exploded, and was finally blocked by the water cup.
The two collided with each other, making a deafening sound, and the huge aftermath spread in all directions.

Blow away all the ghost fog around.

Zhou Xun sensed this, his face turned cold, and he slapped his hands on his waist.
Seven blood-red shadows flew out and transformed into blood demon generals, wearing blood-red scale armor, ten feet tall, blocking the Bull-Headed Ghost King.

It was Jiayi and Jiaqi and the others.
Under the training of the Blood Demon Ancestor, they have already learned the art of the Big Dipper joint attack. Their combined power is no less powerful than that of the Five Sons of the Concentric Demon.
It is definitely the level of the top ten cultivators in Dajin.

Jia Yi took the first step. He waved his hand and a blood-red streak swept towards the Bull-Headed Ghost King.

The Bull-Headed Demon King roared and swung his horns to smash the bloody blade into pieces. But before it could continue its attack, A2 to A7 quickly began to roam around it.

They cooperated tacitly and performed the Big Dipper joint attack technique. Rays of blood-red light intertwined together to form a huge blood-red vortex, trapping the Bull-Headed Ghost King inside.

The Bull-Headed Demon King struggled hard and waved his arms continuously, but the power of each attack was cleverly dissipated by the blood-colored vortex.

The Bull-Headed Ghost King was just an ordinary high-grade Ghost King, so he was naturally no match for the enemy and soon fell into a disadvantage.

As for King Qingyi, his eyes were filled with anger when facing the obstruction of the water cup.

It swung the ghost blade frantically, and green ghost energy continued to slash at the water cup, making the magic weapon glow.

Seeing this, the veins on Qianchuan Zhenjun's forehead bulged, and he poured all his spiritual power into it to maintain it.
Fortunately, he was very powerful and managed to block it in a short period of time. However, the real winner was on Zhou Xun's side.

At this time, the spiritual power in Zhou Xun's body was running wildly and poured into the thunder shield like a surging tide. Although the thunder shield was corroded by the Nine Netherworld Fire and was riddled with holes, it never broke due to Zhou Xun's tenacious support.

When King Jiuyou saw that the Nine Netherworld Fire had been unable to take down the enemy after a long attack, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

It muttered something and quickly formed seals with its hands. The originally raging Nine Netherworld Fire suddenly changed its form and turned into countless tiny fire snakes, drilling towards the thunder shield from all directions.

These fire snakes are extremely cunning. They specifically look for weak spots on the lightning shield, instantly doubling the pressure on the lightning shield.

Zhou Xun's expression also became solemn.
The strength of this King Jiuyou is definitely much stronger than that of Master Baigu whom he killed back then. He can be said to be the most powerful enemy he has ever encountered.

"No, we have to keep attacking!"

He clasped his hands together and shouted softly,
"Tianyuan Sword Formation, start!"

These thunders began to change, transforming into lightning swords.

At the same time, under Zhou Xun's control, these lightning swords began to separate.
One handle became two, three, and four.
Don’t stop until you have ten handles!

A total of 720 lightning swords floated up into the air.

"go with!"

Zhou Xun shouted loudly, and seven hundred and twenty lightning swords instantly turned into a sky full of lightning, shooting towards King Jiuyou.

Each lightning sword contained violent power of thunder. Wherever it passed, the space trembled and the ghost fog dissipated, as if it was going to tear the entire world apart.

King Jiuyou's pupils shrank, obviously not expecting that Zhou Xun could control so many thunder swords at the same time.

It snorted coldly and clasped its hands together suddenly. The Nine Netherworld Fire around it suddenly shrank and turned into a pitch-black flame barrier that blocked its body.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The thunder sword continuously hit the flame barrier, causing deafening explosions.

Thunder and nether fire intertwined, violent energy fluctuations swept in all directions, even the ground was forcibly cut off several feet.

The Nine Nether King's body swayed slightly, and it was obvious that he was under a lot of pressure, but the fierce light in his eyes became more intense, and he grinned: "You think that a mere thunder method can break my Nine Nether Fire?"

Zhou Xun was unmoved, and changed the seals of his hands again, and shouted in a low voice: "Merge!"

Seven hundred and twenty lightning swords suddenly gathered together and turned into a giant thunder sword that was a hundred feet long. The sword was wrapped in dazzling lightning, like a sword of heavenly punishment, slashing down towards King Jiuyou's head!
King Jiuyou's expression finally changed. He bit his tongue hard and spat out a mouthful of blood, which merged into the flame barrier.

The barrier suddenly expanded and turned into a ferocious black fire dragon, roaring towards the giant thunder sword.

"Boom--" At the moment when the two forces collided, the heaven and earth seemed to be still. Then, a dazzling beam of light shot up into the sky. The violent shock wave cleared all the ghost fog within a thousand feet radius. Even the Green Wing King and Qianchuan Zhenjun in the distance were shocked back several steps.

When the light faded, the embarrassed King Jiuyou was revealed. Its flame barrier had been shattered, and the nether fire surrounding its body also dimmed.

Even his proud Nine Nether True Body was broken by Zhou Xun.
Zhou Xun's giant thunder sword once again split into 720 swords, hanging high in the air, aiming at King Jiuyou!

"Great! What a great Tianyuan Sword Formation!" King Jiuyou laughed in anger, furious.
"But do you think you can do anything to me like this?"

As he spoke, King Jiuyou flipped his hand and took out a dark blue metal ghost head, which exuded a sinister aura.
"This is my 'Nine Nether Ghost Skull'. Let's see if you can resist it!"

The ghost head was dark and covered with hideous lines. There was a faint green fire flickering in the hollow eye sockets.

As soon as it appeared, it exuded a heart-pounding pressure, as if even the surrounding world was swallowed up by it!
"This is a semi-spiritual treasure!"

Zhou Xun recognized this treasure immediately. This kind of treasure has already taken half a step into the ranks of spiritual treasures and possesses some of the power of incarnation.

It is definitely not something I can resist now!
It was the same when he was in Luoyang Continent. Faced with the Luoyang Tower activated by the four elders together, he could only find an opportunity to escape.

I didn't expect that the young ghost king in front of me actually had such a treasure in his hand.

You should know that even top forces like the Great Jin Dynasty and the Luoyang Immortal Sect only have two or three semi-spiritual treasures in their hands.

King Jiuyou laughed grimly, waved his hand, cut off his left arm, and fed it directly to the ghost head.
In an instant, the ghost skull glowed brightly green, and two pale green beams of light suddenly shot out from the empty eye sockets, shooting straight into the sky!

"Rumble--"

The earth trembles and ghosts wail and gods howl!
The ghost skull swelled up in the wind, and in an instant it became a hundred feet in size, floating above the head of King Jiuyou, and the eerie ghost energy poured down like a tide.

A huge ghost shadow actually condensed in the void - it was the shadow of the Nine Nether Demon God with two horns on his head, a green face and fangs!

"Zhou Xun! You are so proud of yourself for forcing me to use this treasure!" King Jiuyou laughed wildly, clasped his hands together, and shouted:
"Nine Netherworld destroys the world, and ten thousand ghosts devour the sky!"

"Roar--!"

The demon god's phantom roared to the sky, suddenly opened its huge mouth, and spewed out a dark and destructive beam of light. Wherever it passed, the space seemed to collapse.
Even Zhou Xun's seven hundred and twenty thunder swords were shaking from the pressure.

"Senior, do you have any countermeasures?" Zhou Xun immediately communicated with the Blood Demon Ancestor, "Boy Zhou, this is a semi-spiritual treasure. Before in Luoyang Continent, it still required four elders at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage to activate it."

"How long can this Ghost King, a mere man, hold out?" The Blood Demon Patriarch smiled slightly and said,

"What the senior means is that we just need to hold on for a while!" Zhou Xun suddenly realized.

"Exactly!"

"In that case, please help me, senior!" Zhou Xun slapped his hand on his waist.
A red light flashed, and a young man in a red robe appeared in front of him. It was the Blood Demon Ancestor.

The Blood Demon Ancestor appeared, with blood surging all around him, like an endlessly surging sea of ​​blood, exuding a rich and powerful bloody smell.

He stared at the terrifying Nine Nether Ghost Skull with a sharp gaze, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Hmph, so what if it's a half-spiritual treasure? Today, I will let this ghost see what I can do!"

After saying that, the Blood Demon Ancestor quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something. Countless blood-red runes floated out from his fingertips, spinning rapidly in the air, and gradually condensed into a huge blood-colored magic circle.

At this time, the destructive light beam spewed out by the shadow of the Nine Nether Demon God was already within reach, and Zhou Xun did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

He mobilized his spiritual power to the utmost, controlling the 720 lightning swords to quickly form a lightning sword shield, blocking the front.
At the same time, the blood-colored magic circle of the Blood Demon Ancestor had also taken shape, and it rushed towards the pillar of destructive light.

"boom!"

The destructive beam of light collided violently with the lightning shield and the blood-colored magic circle. In an instant, countless rays of light seemed to bloom between heaven and earth, stinging people's eyes and causing pain.

The violent energy flow was like a raging tsunami, sweeping in all directions.

The surrounding land was instantly plowed into bottomless gullies, and the mountains collapsed under this force and turned into dust.

Zhou Xun and Blood Demon Patriarch were shocked by the impact and retreated repeatedly, and ripples appeared in the void under their feet.

Zhou Xun's face was pale, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. The seals in his hands kept changing, trying his best to maintain the stability of his sword and shield.

The Blood Demon Ancestor was also like this, his face looked a little solemn.
His hands quickly changed seals, continuously injecting spiritual power into the blood-colored magic circle. The runes on the magic circle flickered, stubbornly resisting the erosion of the destructive light column.

King Jiuyou was shocked and angry when he saw that the attack he launched with all his strength using his semi-spiritual treasure was temporarily blocked by Zhou Xun and the Blood Demon Ancestor.

He spat out another mouthful of blood and essence, which merged into the Nine Nether Ghost Skull. The green light on the Nine Nether Ghost Skull became brighter, the roar of the demon god's phantom became more deafening, and the power of the destructive light column increased again.

Under this powerful pressure, tiny cracks began to appear on the lightning shield and the blood-colored magic circle, as if they would break at any time.

"Hold on!"

"If he can hold on, he will die!" Blood Demon Ancestor said coldly.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Xun made a hand gesture and pointed at the purple jade lightning spear.
"Buzz!"

The lightning spear floated up into the air, and became a hundred feet in size, with lightning arcs flashing around it.

"go with!"

The lightning spear shot out and hit the black light column that was continuously shooting out. For a moment, the dazzling lightning light and the dark magic light intertwined together, bursting out with a light that was even stronger than before.

Then, the Purple Jade Lightning Spear flew back.

At the same time, most of the black light column dissipated and its power was greatly reduced, and the pressure on Zhou Xun and the Blood Demon Ancestor suddenly decreased.

"Okay, take this opportunity to break this beam of light!" The Blood Demon Ancestor's eyes lit up.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Xun used all his strength to mobilize the spiritual power in his body. He quickly formed seals with his hands and controlled the seven hundred and twenty lightning swords.
They began to separate one by one and shot towards the beam of light.

The Blood Demon Ancestor was not to be outdone, he waved his hands and muttered something,
The blood-red magic circle shone brightly, and the blood-red runes flashed with strange light. One after another, the shadows of blood-red skulls flew out and attacked the light column.
Under the combined attack of everyone, the destructive light column began to tremble violently, and its power quickly disappeared.
King Jiuyou's face turned extremely ugly when he saw this. He knew that if this beam of destructive light was broken, he would be in a desperate situation.

He gritted his teeth, ready to spurt out his blood and essence again in a final struggle.

However, at this moment, the thunder swords in Zhou Xun's hand shook violently, and the seven hundred and twenty thunder swords instantly turned into a huge torrent of lightning, which hit the destructive light column fiercely.

"Boom!" With a deafening sound, the pillar of light of destruction finally couldn't bear the weight and shattered.

Powerful energy fluctuations swept in all directions like a storm, sweeping everything around it in.

King Jiuyou was knocked flying by the impact of this force, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood. The light of the Jiuyou Ghost Skull in his hand dimmed, and the shadow of the demon god instantly dissipated.

King Jiuyou’s face was as pale as paper, and he looked at Zhou Xun and the others with unwillingness in his eyes.

He knew that he was no longer able to fight today, and if he continued to stay, his life would be in danger. So, he endured the pain and said viciously:
"Lord Wangchuan, I will remember today's vengeance! When I regain my strength, I will tear you into pieces!"

After saying that, he took out a black ball of light, activated it and pressed it on his body.

Then the whole person turned into a black stream of light and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if he had never appeared.

"Behind this Ghost King, there must be a God!" Blood Demon Patriarch said solemnly.
"And his cultivation is no worse than Fang Jiuzun!"

"So what if he's in the late stage of the Spiritualization!" Zhou Xun snorted coldly and cast his gaze towards the Green Winged Ghost King and the Bull-Headed Ghost King.
"kill!"

Zhou Xun looked sternly as he turned to look at the Green Winged King and the Bull-Headed Ghost King who were still resisting: "Senior, take care of these two first."

“Just what I wanted!”

The Blood Demon Ancestor laughed loudly, and his body suddenly turned into a sea of ​​blood, sweeping towards the Bull-Headed Ghost King.

The Bull-Headed Ghost King was already trapped in the Beidou killing array, and now seeing the sea of ​​blood approaching, he was even more terrified.

"Roar--"

It let out a desperate roar and swung its horns with all its might, but suddenly countless bloody tentacles emerged from the sea of ​​blood and instantly wrapped around it.

“Refine!”

Following a light shout from the Blood Demon Ancestor, the huge body of the Bull-Headed Ghost King shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye it was sucked into a mummy!
On the other side, the Green Winged King saw that the situation was not good, and flapped his ghost wings frantically, trying to escape from the battlefield.

"Want to leave?"

Zhou Xun snorted coldly, raised his hand and pointed, and seven hundred and twenty lightning swords instantly turned into a sky-covering lightning net, surrounding the Green Wing King.

"Please spare my life! I want it!" the Green-Winged King shouted in horror.

“It’s too late.”

Zhou Xun waved his hand expressionlessly, and the lightning net suddenly shrank. Amidst shrill screams, the Ghost King, who was famous for his speed, was crushed into powder by thousands of thunders!

Afterwards, Zhou Xun put away the two top-grade ghost beads and rushed towards the base camp with True Lord Qianchuan.

(End of this chapter)