Begin immortality by slaying demons.

Chapter 487: The Best Stone, the Past of Xuanfeng

Ke Shisan stood on the collapsed mountaintop, staring closely at the Taoist Palace in the sky.

The new level of the hall was finally completely formed, and the sea of ​​blood surged up into the sky.

The eighth level of Return to Void!

After confirming that there were only these three big monsters, the master never thought of escaping again.

It cast its gaze down the mountain.

The head of the third uncle of the turtle clan flew up, and the headless corpse knelt staggeringly. As blood splattered, it finally fell down with a thud under the man in the fluttering black shirt.

Wu Jun landed on the ground with a thud, steadied his body, and picked up the long knife on the ground.

He first saluted respectfully towards the young man, then cast his cold eyes towards the only two remaining figures in the sky and reached out to pat away the gravel from his heart.

It did lack a lot of experience, and was outnumbered by three opponents, so it was easily manipulated.

But if they fight alone, none of these three old bastards are enough to defeat them.

"Gudong."

Even though he was a general of the Turtle Army, he couldn't help but feel nervous when facing the two old golden-patterned turtle monsters.

According to common sense, a demon at the twelfth level of Return to the Void could be destroyed in the blink of an eye when facing a cultivator at the mere eighth level of Return to the Void.

Only a true genius, such as Su Yushang, who possesses a very high-quality Taoist palace and has mastered profound spiritual techniques, has the possibility of crossing the border and killing them.

Even the most ordinary gift of spiritual energy can greatly increase the effectiveness of a martial art.

If it is the more precious Qingluan immortal energy, or even the Hongmeng purple energy, only one of it is enough to crush ordinary cultivators of the same realm, making people feel despair.

However, this Taoist palace before us, which is infested with evil spirits, has only eight floors and has only received seven gifts from heaven and earth in total.

Like the Hongmeng purple energy that ordinary people dare not even think about... there are seven of them.

Moreover, the density of each one far exceeds that of other cultivators' heavenly palaces.

This made it impossible for the two veterans to estimate the specific strength of their opponents, because they had never seen such a scene.

The so-called realm watershed seemed like a joke in front of this young man.

"..."

The two great demons looked at each other and saw the intention of retreat in each other's eyes.

In an instant, the golden patterns in the sky turned into a dragnet and pressed down downwards.

The two demons withdrew in different directions without hesitation.

One of them even offered up a conch shell and began to send a message to Ke Laoqi: "Seventh Dragon Grandson! Things have changed!"

Who could have known that when the Turtle Army's entire attention was focused on Tianjian Sect's Daozi.

There would be a being with such terrifying talent, who was not inferior to Daozi at all, and he quietly appeared in the Dragon Grandson Palace.

It was as if it had been discussed in advance.

Most of the Seven Dragons' foundation was destroyed in an instant.

However, the old turtle's words did not reach the ears of Long Sun.

I saw the overwhelming golden net, ruthlessly covering the black-shirted figure on the ground, and quickly closing in. The dense golden threads seemed to cut it into pieces completely.

The young man's figure neither avoided nor gave way, and quietly disappeared on the spot.

fake……

The old bastard opened his eyes wide, he never thought that after such a majestic appearance, the boy was actually playing dirty tricks.

This doesn't seem like a genius' style at all.

The conch in its hand shattered with a crackling sound and turned into powder. A sharp silver-white claw appeared from behind, with a cold light shining on the fingertips, pointing directly at its face.

"You cunning fellow! How dare you sneak attack me!"

The old bastard used all his demonic power, and with his arms, he slammed towards the arm covered in silver armor with the force of splitting mountains!
The moment the figure in front was instantly blown away.

Not only was there no joy on its face, but it was instead filled with deep fear.

Subconsciously I wanted to turn back.

The sound of a dragon roaring filled his head: "Roar!"

Along with a wild roar, a sharp dragon spear attacked from behind it. The old turtle still maintained the pushing action, and its huge head exploded like a watermelon.

click.

The moment when a dull sound spread across the sky.

The other golden-patterned turtle monster had stopped running and was staring blankly at the sudden death of its old brother.

in its eyes.

The opponent was exactly the same as the third brother just now. He suddenly gave up resistance and let Sect Master Shen walk up to him and smash his head with a gun.

They are all experienced veterans who have seen all kinds of scenes. How could they not expect to see such an ugly scene?

He must have been hit by some advanced martial arts.

And the performance of Sect Leader Shen when he drew his gun was clearly the signature skill of the Thirteen Dragon Grandsons, the Azure Dragon Star-Breaking Spear.

This person seemed to have never learned anything else. Every time he attacked, he used spiritual techniques, and they were at least at the great perfection level.

How to fight this?
In the end, the old turtle couldn't figure it out, so he just stood there in the air in a daze.

"Ok?"

Shen Yi glanced sideways with a hint of doubt.

He didn't remember using Tian Yan Si Jiu on the remaining turtle monster.

When spiritual techniques reach perfection, the effects increase dramatically, but the consumption is also extremely terrifying.

Especially when using three at the same time.

With the foundation of the eighth level of Return to Void, he is simply unable to fight against many enemies alone, or to engage in a long-term fight.

"That's all."

Shen Yi retracted his gaze, too lazy to think about it.

Behind the old bastard, Wu Jun had already used the golden pattern to tie him up tightly. Then he gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands and chopped it down from top to bottom. "Sixth Uncle, die for me!"

That big knife was obviously not an ordinary object.

What's more, Wu Jun's strength was originally higher than those old turtles. When all his demonic power was poured into the long sword, the old turtle's powerful body couldn't even hold out for a breath.

puff!

Another head jumped high.

[Killed the Golden Patterned Turtle Monster in the Return to Void Realm. The total lifespan is 246,000 years. The remaining lifespan is 17,000 years. Absorbed completely.]

The bloodline of the Golden Turtle clan is obviously not top-notch among the monsters.

Not to mention comparing with the Dragon Grandson, it is probably just at the level of the Dragon Fish Palace. The fact that they can produce a big monster comparable to Baiyujing is probably because they relied on their connections with the Seven Dragon Grandsons and received more rewards from the Dragon Palace.

He relied solely on his long life to accumulate cultivation.

Shen Yi didn't think it was too little.

After all, I have made enough money this time.

And these old bastards have other uses.

"call."

Shen Yi collected the three corpses and left the place with the two stone statues.

Found a secluded place.

Then he summoned the measuring ruler again and asked Wu Junlai to sit next to him: "Come here."

Seeing this scene, Ke Shisan seemed to have guessed something and was so envious that he almost bit his teeth off.

To what extent can the three-headed golden-patterned turtle monster, who has reached the twelfth level of the Return to Void Realm, enhance the bloodline of this little bald guy?

as predicted.

Shen Yi directly turned the corpse of an old turtle into a sea of ​​blood, which all poured into Wu Jun's body.

The golden light on the measuring rod spread upwards again.

It seems to be just a little bit away from being perfect, but it feels as if it is even more difficult than adding all the previous ones together.

Wu Jun sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, his aura becoming deeper and deeper.

Shen Yi poured in another one.

The golden light rises again.

This time it has vaguely overlapped with the top of the entire measuring rod.

The aura on Wu Jun's body suddenly disappeared, as if he had turned back into a stone statue, and the color was slowly fading away.

"Hey! It's dead!" Ke Shisan said excitedly.

"..."

Shen Yi glanced at it, and his originally nervous mood was also alleviated.

He poured the last corpse in quickly and efficiently.

In an instant, the measuring rod began to tremble violently and then shattered!

Shen Yi watched the spiritual light in his palm dissipate, and when he looked at Wu Jun again, he found that the other party had completely turned into a blue-white stone.

[Remaining demon lifespan: 1,450,700 years. Can be condensed]

Previously, Sheng Palace condensed six guardian stones, which took 720,000 years.

He closed his eyes, and the essence of demons gathered together and fell into the demon souls in the stone.

Ten pieces... twenty pieces... thirty-three pieces...

On the panel, the word "Zhen" gradually appeared behind Wu Jun's demon soul. As more than thirty origins poured in, the word "Zhen" quietly turned into the word "Ling".

Shen Yi stopped decisively.

When I looked in front of me again, I saw that the golden-patterned turtle monster's stone was shining again, and the bright golden stream flowed along its limbs and bones like a stream, as if a stroke of genius had added color to it.

Until it is thoroughly applied.

Wu Jun opened his eyes again, and the golden patterns in his eyes were like a chessboard, and his pupils were like fallen pieces.

The mighty momentum swept across heaven and earth in an instant.

That is a whole new realm. "Thank you, Lord!"

Wu Jun stood up, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed three times.

It has lived for so long, but has only reached the tenth level of Return to Void. It has followed its master for less than half a month, but it has already possessed the power it has always dreamed of.

How many monsters comparable to Baiyujing can there be, even if we count Nanhong all over again?
"good."

Shen Yi nodded his chin slightly, confirming his thoughts.

Ever since he learned that Senior Xuan Qing had not been able to gather all the Heavenly Palaces, he had always been puzzled. A genius who was able to condense a second-grade Dao Pillar at the second level of Return to the Void, could it be that he was at the ninth level of Return to the Void and still could not visualize a first-grade Dao Pillar?
How can this be.

In addition, as the other party was once a Taoist priest from Nanyang, he must have practiced the Six Pillars Ascending Palace Method.

This only means that even six first-grade Taoist pillars cannot support the Heavenly Palace after the completion of Return to the Void.

There must be better pillars above the first grade.

Wu Jun's current changes have confirmed Shen Yi's guess.

He collected his thoughts, lowered his eyes and stared at the remaining feather on the ground. The root was red and the tip was dark black.

It looked strange, but the taste was familiar and tempting.

Shen Yi reached out and picked it up, rubbed it gently twice, and found that this thing was actually used for breath communication.

That black phoenix actually came out?
The last time they met, Shen Yi could only suppress his thoughts because the opponent was too powerful and was a monster raised by the alliance sect.

Things seem a little different now.

A black phoenix from the Tianjian Sect was actually connected to the turtle army under Ke Laoqi's command.

Shen Yi pursed her lips and suddenly felt a little hungry.

His own immortal body of the Heavenly Phoenix has not been upgraded for a long time. If it were not for the blessing of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, it would have been of no use. If he could ask a real Black Phoenix to help him, perhaps he could make further deductions.

"Lets see."

Shen Yi stood up. Thinking of the strange whereabouts of Ke Laoqi's Dragon Grandson Palace, he always felt that the matter was a bit complicated.

Let's wait and see first.

Compared to Xuan Feng, he is now more interested in the so-called Baiyujing.

Shen Yi took out the dragon spear again and looked at Wu Jun in front of him: "Come on, try it."

It is rare to have the opportunity to practice with a great demon from Baiyujing who completely obeys you.

"Wu Jun will obey my master's order!"

Wu Jun didn't waste any time. He stood up and started to work seriously.

In an instant, the Scarlet Palace appeared again.

All of the Hongmeng purple energy gathered on the black-shirted figure, and the purple-gold flame exploded!
Shen Yi did not hold back at all and was the first to use Tian Yan Si Jiu.

"hiss."

Wu Jun instinctively looked somewhere, then as if he realized something, he subconsciously moved his gaze away from there, with a bit of confusion in his eyes.

The next moment, the roar of a dragon sounded from there.

The sharp dragon spear broke out straight away.

However, a golden pattern, only the size of a palm, appeared out of thin air at the tip of the gun.

The spear that attacked fiercely suddenly froze in the air.

It's like sinking into mud.

"..."

Shen Yi held the spear and raised his eyebrows in silence.

Wu Jun took in his master's expression, and the golden pattern suddenly shattered. The tip of the gun slammed into its heart, causing it to stagger back a few steps before it managed to steady itself with great difficulty.

"Master, you have great marksmanship!"

Shen Yi took a deep breath, glanced at it lightly, and took back the dragon spear, too lazy to say anything more.

If you want to fight, fight well. What's the point of letting them win?

Sure enough, even if the spiritual method was highly accomplished and there was the blessing of rich primordial purple energy, there was still a terrifying gap between the eighth level of Return to Void and Baiyujing.

Ke Shisan remained silent and carefully observed Wu Jun's expression.

It suddenly realized that it still had a lot to learn, such as how thick-skinned it was.

……

All immortal sects have vassal supporters, and the Tianjian Sect is no exception.

However, among the many vassal forces, the Sword Guarding Pavilion is a relatively special one.

They don't need to pay any tribute, nor do they have to work for the immortal sect.

The only thing to do.

It is to protect the Samsara Sword Tree.

Of course, it would be more accurate to say that the tree protected them rather than them. After all, even a giant in the realm of Hedao would have to spend a lot of effort to destroy this natural and precious tree.

The Samsara Sword Skill has been passed down from generation to generation.

Only one person is passed down in each generation because this sword tree only bears one fruit at a time.

The effect is also very simple.

It is to help each generation of Tianjian Sect disciples to get through their weakest period faster.

Therefore, no one is willing to snatch this thing.

After all, even if it is snatched away, it will not only be useless to oneself, but also will not affect that Taoist in any way. At most, the other party will not leave the sect for the time being. It will be slow, but he can get through it normally.

On the contrary, few people in Nanhong can afford the price of angering the Tianjian Sect.

Outside the Sword Guarding Pavilion.

As many disciples bowed and said goodbye, the two figures quickly disappeared into the distance.

"How are you, feeling okay?"

This was not the first time Su Yushang came to get the Sword Fruit of Samsara, so she did not feel any pressure.

She looked back with a smile.

“Yeah, it’s a wonderful feeling.”

The elegant woman chuckled in response, pulling the gauze to slightly wrap her plump body, and looked around curiously, sighing, "It's been many years... many years since I left the Nanhong Seven Sons."

When she said this, a trace of loneliness flashed across her eyes.

Su Yushang saw it and also sighed: "I've heard what they have done to you over the years. I'm really sorry... Don't worry, it won't happen again in the future. I will do my best to make up for the grievances you have suffered over the years."

She has been famous for her looks since she was a child, and people often compare her with her sister.

Therefore, Su Yushang doesn't like to talk to others. Her sister is devoted to spiritual practice and has no time to chat with her. Only Master Xue has been with her since she was young.

Watch her practice and listen to her complaints.

It's as if I'm replacing my deceased parents.

"Forget it, let's not talk about these unhappy things. Where did you come from? Are you from outside Nanhong?"

Seeing that Master Xue looked strange, Su Yushang avoided the topic directly: "When my cultivation level is higher, I will take you home and ask my sister if she can let you go."

"..."

Xuan Feng suddenly fell silent for a moment.

Obviously don't want to talk about this topic.

It was just a simple-minded black phoenix that secretly left the tribe with its unhatched brother. When it first arrived at Nanhong Flood Land, it ate some monks and spread its reputation.

It so happened that something happened to the phoenix eggs, and a large number of living creatures were needed to replace them.

No sooner had they set up the formation and sent those creatures into it than they were spotted by the stewards from the Tianjian Sect and the Nanyang Sect. After completing their task, they also took the opportunity to subdue the brother and sister and bring them back to their sect.

I heard that the two deacons used this merit to exchange for a lot of cultivation resources.

As the price paid for the two deacons to go further and further on the path of cultivation.

Her blood essence has been extracted for tens of thousands of years, but she still hasn't been able to successfully break through to Baiyujing, haha.

The siblings were separated from each other until the last time they went to Nanyang Relief, when they felt a hint of the aura from the so-called "master".

The younger brother whom I have never seen is most likely already in the stomachs of those Nanyang natives.

Xuan Feng really wanted to know how Su Yushang planned to make up for these things.

"Forget about going home. Xuan Feng has never thought about it. I have lived in the Tianjian Sect for so many years. To me, it is already a little strange, but it is my home that I cannot leave."

Xuan Feng smiled self-deprecatingly.

Then she raised her beautiful eyes and said, "But I do want to go to Cuiyun Reef. I have heard the disciples in the sect talk about it many times, but I never had the chance... I was afraid of missing out on important things."

This statement came out.

Su Yushang looked embarrassed. Although she was not far away, her sister's affairs were more important.

She shook her head: "Next time, I will bring you out again as soon as possible, I promise."

"I just said it casually. Don't make things difficult for yourself. You are still a criminal. Take care of yourself first. I'm not in a hurry." Xuan Feng made a joke and poked Su Yushang's forehead in a reproachful manner.

"..."

Su Yushang felt the cool touch on her forehead.

Slowly closed his eyes.

The other party was right. Based on what he had done before in Xuanyue City, after his sister swallowed the sword fruit and went into seclusion, those elders would no longer indulge him, let alone bring Xuanfeng out of the sect.

"How about this."

She opened her eyes, with a cunning look on her delicate face: "Let's go secretly and don't tell anyone."

Su Yushang raised her little finger and said, "Even if it's my sister, you can't tell her."

Xuan Feng was stunned for a moment, obviously a little moved.

Then he lowered his head awkwardly: "It won't be bad, right?"

"What are you afraid of? Let's go faster. It will only take three hours to go back and forth." Su Yushang hooked her pinky finger with the other's pinky finger and said with a crisp smile, "Let's go!"

(End of this chapter)