Mortal: I have the body of five thunders, and I marry Chen Qiaoqian!

The third vertical pupil slowly opened, and in the blood-red light, a crack in space was faintly visible.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, be careful!" Bai Yaoyi suddenly exclaimed.

Chen Yun suddenly felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up. At the moment he threw the Three Flame Fan with his backhand, nine bone spurs had pierced through the afterimage he left behind.

Upon closer inspection, they saw that they were nine skeleton demon generals wearing golden armor. The weapons in their hands exuded a curse aura that made the Nascent Soul cultivators tremble with fear.

The remaining power of the Three Flame Fan transformed into the form of a Fire Phoenix, and it fought fiercely with the Skeleton Demon General.

Chen Yun seized the opportunity and flashed to Bai Yaoyi's side. The Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Sword Formation was then deployed to protect the two of them.

At this time, the gray-haired elder secretly asked, "Does Fellow Daoist Chen recognize this object?"

After he finished speaking, half of a charred wooden sign accidentally fell from his sleeve. The words "Wan Yao" on it shocked Chen Yun.

"Is this the soul tablet of Che Laoyao?"

Chen Yun used his spiritual sense to investigate the cracked wooden sign and instantly understood.

No wonder the demonic energy in the barrier was fluctuating before, it turned out that this old demon attached half of his soul to the soul tablet!
Bai Yaoyi suddenly performed the Ice Soul Art, and twelve black ice mirrors emerged from the void, forming a mirror light barrier to protect the three people.

Suddenly, a strange wave appeared in the Qingming Mirror, and the Nine Nether Demon surged out from the cracks in the void.

Xuan Xiaozi pointed his sword at the sky, purple lightning flashed between his brows, and lightning patterns moved around his body like dragons and snakes.

But when he put his fingers together to form a seal, the sea of ​​clouds surged up in an instant, and seventy-two purple divine thunders broke through the air and turned into dragons, forming the Tiangang Thunder Prison Sword Formation.

The white-bone demon general who was fighting with the Lihuo True Phoenix in the distance was suddenly struck by lightning, and his black iron armor instantly turned into red gold liquid.

"The thunder of the Nine Heavens is everywhere!"

The elder of Taixu Sect's hair and beard stood up, and cracks suddenly appeared on the Tianji Disk in his hand.

The space was distorted where the thunder dragon passed, just like when chaos first began and earth, water, fire and wind swept across the universe.

When the nine Yin demons touched the lightning, they were like snow encountering the Samadhi Fire, and their bodies and souls were destroyed in an instant.

"This time, I would like to thank the three fellow Taoists for their 'help'. If you hadn't destroyed the soul tablet restriction, how could this Heavenly Demon Puppet..."

The conversation stopped abruptly here.

It turned out that the fragment of the Three-Flame Fan in Chen Yun's hand had accidentally embedded itself into the vital spot between the eyebrows of the demon statue.

The last three remaining restrictions on the fan bones exploded with a loud bang, like a sudden thunderclap.

Chen Yun stood tall and straight with his hands behind his back.

The wide sleeves seemed to contain all things in the universe, and revealed endless murderous intent, like a dormant beast ready to strike.

Within the dark barrier formed by the Ten Thousand Demons Banner, the mysterious demonic energy surged and gathered, condensing into a strange picture of a hundred ghosts walking at night.

The shadow of the Hydra appeared and disappeared in the mist, like an evil spirit from the underworld.

At this moment, Chen Yun tapped the jade pendant on his waist with his fingertips and suddenly laughed out loud:
"Does Dao Dao really think that this Ten Thousand Demons Banner can trap the Divine Transformation cultivator here?"

As soon as these words fell, the evil spirit that filled the void seemed to be frozen by ice, and it froze and did not move at all.

"presumptuous!"

Above the dome, blood-red vertical pupils suddenly appeared.

The rage of Che Laoyao was like a surging tide, rolling out and causing the barrier to tremble and almost break.

"Only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul..."

The lingering sound was still echoing in his ears, but Chen Yun had already waved his sleeves lightly. In an instant, thousands of golden rays of light whistled out like a galaxy rolling back.

But one saw a mysterious light flashing, condensing into seventy-two green bamboo sword shadows, each with its edge being unparalleled in its sharpness.

Wherever it passed, the evil aura dissipated like snow meeting the sun, and the evil-repelling lightning patterns burned black marks in the void, like angry thunder.

His left hand quickly formed the Tiangang Seal, and his right palm was already holding up the slightly damaged spiritual weapon with three intertwined fires. The corners of his lips slightly raised, and he said calmly:

"When the three of us entered the Demonic Abyss, your soul was still being nurtured in the Ten Thousand Monsters Cave, right?"

As the blood-red pupils suddenly shrank, thirty-six Netherworld banners gradually appeared in the void. Che Chiran's voice was like a cold spring in the Netherworld, icy and bone-chilling:
"Hand over the Eight Desolate Ruler, and I will allow you to live out your life in peace..."

"Ridiculous!"

Chen Yun waved his sleeves and threw his life-saving magic weapon straight to the dome, and layers of restrictions on the fan bones bloomed.

In the cauldron, the red-flame phoenix suddenly let out a clear cry, and in the midst of the raging thunder and lightning, it transformed into a three-legged golden crow.

Every time it spreads its wings, twelve chains condensed from the sun's true fire will cross the void.

The grey-robed elder hurriedly said, "Fellow Daoist, please be careful. This beast is trying to buy time!"

But where the barrier cracked, icy flowers suddenly appeared.

Bai Yaoyi's cold sword energy broke through the shackles of the Ten Thousand Demons Formation and quietly drew a teleportation spiritual pattern under Chen Yun's feet.

The old demon Che laughed in anger, and nine dark chains suddenly shot out from his blood-red vertical pupils.

At the end of the chains were tied to ancient bronze coffins. From the gaps in the coffin lid, the inky black aura of the true demon slowly seeped out.

When Chen Yun saw this, his pupils suddenly shrank.

This kind of aura is clearly identical to the aura contained in the ninth floor of the Demon-Suppressing Tower!
"It seems that the traitor Master Xiong has revealed a lot of secrets to you."

Chen Yun suddenly bit his tongue, and a mouthful of blood gushed out like a spring. It instantly turned into a mysterious talisman and quietly sank into the burning fire cauldron.

On the body of the tripod, the Taotie patterns seemed to be endowed with life, winding and wriggling, as if they wanted to devour all the golden crows in the sky.

When it opened its huge mouth again, the flame that gushed out was no longer ordinary, but the Nanming Lihuo with starlight, dazzling and brilliant.

Bai Yaoyi was not willing to be outdone. She raised her white hand lightly, and the cold jade on her waist shattered with a sound.

The Bingpo sword energy and the Nanming Lihuo intertwined in the air, and finally condensed into a Tai Chi diagram in the void, with yin and yang complementing each other and full of mysteries.

The Yin-Yang fish slowly rotated, and the teleportation array pattern increased tenfold, emitting radiant light.

The roar of the old demon Che was deafening, and the ancient bronze coffin exploded under his power.

The monstrous demonic energy surged out like a tide, but was firmly locked by the Tai Chi diagram and could not escape at all.

"See you later." Chen Yun bowed slightly towards the blood-red vertical pupil, with a faint smile on his face.

After saying this, his figure gradually dissipated along with the teleporting light, as if he was about to step into another time and space.

Just as his figure was about to disappear completely, half of the wooden sign slipped out of his sleeve.

It unexpectedly produced an indescribable mysterious resonance with somewhere in the barrier, as if foreshadowing some unknown fate or destiny.

From the depths of the Netherworld, a terrifying and shrill howl suddenly came out, and the sound was like the wailing of evil ghosts from the Netherworld.

It actually caused the evil miasma that was originally floating around like disordered ghosts to be pulled by an invisible force and converge in an instant.

In an instant, the surroundings seemed to turn into a chaotic world. In the rolling filthy air, countless hideous and terrifying monsters gradually appeared.

Look at the three-headed blood wolves, with foul-smelling mucus constantly dripping from their fangs, and every drop seems to contain a bone-corrosive poison.

The claws of the six-winged bone sculpture were grim and shone with a cold and dark light, as if they could easily tear the void. There was also a mountain-moving demon ape that was like an ancient mountain, beating its chest and stamping its feet. Every movement caused the earth to tremble, as if it wanted to shake the world.

The densely packed scarlet animal pupils were like blood-red stars that suddenly lit up, illuminating the night sky with a blood-red color.

Then, like a surging flood, carrying with it endless ferocity, it pounced swiftly towards the green-shirted swordsman trapped in the Lihuo Formation.

The green-shirted swordsman Chen Yun had a stern expression, his sword fingers were focused, and sword energy swirled around him.

The Lihuo Ding floating above his head seemed like an ancient ferocious beast that had been awakened, and it suddenly let out a clear and melodious phoenix cry.

On the body of the tripod, the Vermillion Bird pattern was like a burning flame, gradually lighting up, and the scorching red flames gushed out, instantly condensing into a divine fire phoenix that was a hundred feet in size.

This fire phoenix is ​​like a god reborn from the fire, with its long beak slightly opened and the fire flowing from its mouth like a lively elf.

It instantly transformed into a Golden Crow formation, carrying with it a tremendous force that could burn the entire world to ashes, and crashed into the seemingly endless devil tide.

Although the bodies of those evil creatures that were burned were damaged, they were strangely reorganized and regenerated in the turbid air, like immortal demons.

However, the defeated fire spirit was still shining with an unyielding light among the ashes.

Reborn tenaciously time and time again, the cycle of life and death in this small battlefield is like a never-ending wheel of fate, constantly repeating itself.

"Jie Jie..."

A sinister sneer, like a curse from the depths of hell, easily penetrated the defense of the battle formation.

The evil cloud above the dome seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, and a huge crack suddenly appeared.

Then, five sharp claws that seemed to be made of black iron, with the power to destroy the world, broke through the air.

On each scale, blood-colored spells were faintly reflected, like ancient runes flowing with blood, revealing endless evil and brutality.

The jade crown that Chen Yun wore to hold his hair shattered under this suffocatingly powerful pressure, turning into countless fragments that flew everywhere.

The solid blue rock beneath your feet seemed like fragile thin ice, cracking inch by inch, as if the earth was shaking and wailing.

The devil's claws that covered the sky and the sun had not yet actually approached him, but the terrifying pressure was already like an invisible mountain.

The heavy pressure on Chen Yun almost dissipated the protective energy he had been trying so hard to maintain, like a candle in the wind, in danger.

"break!"

Chen Yun's eyes widened with anger and he shouted loudly.

In an instant, the thirty-six Qingming swords rose into the air as if they had received a divine decree, and intertwined with each other.

On the sword's spine, the Gengjin rune looked like a burning beacon, emitting a dazzling golden light.

A huge sword shadow, carrying the power of wind and thunder, was like a dragon emerging from the sea, slashing upwards.

With unstoppable determination and courage, he actually split the seemingly invincible devil's claw into two pieces.

A muffled groan could be heard faintly from the dissipating evil energy, as if a wounded beast was groaning.

A strange icy blue light flashed in Chen Yun's eyes, like the eyes of a star that could see through everything. The tip of the sword turned sharply, pointing directly to the void in the northwest.

It was as if the source of all evil was hidden there, and he was determined to destroy it completely and restore peace to the world.

Strong winds swept across the wasteland, carrying broken blades and remnants of armor. Behind the Xuanming heavy shield, a Taoist boy in green clothes with a black pattern on his hair gradually appeared.

The eight-diagram silver lock hanging around his neck glowed dimly, and his young face was frost-covered like a thousand-year-old cold pond:

"The Gengjin Meridian Tempering Method... is something I neglected."

Qingxiao Sword Pavilion elder Chen Yun flicked the sword's spine with his finger, and a cold light from the Nine Skies burst out from the three-foot Qingming Sword:

"With this blood evil puppet, do you think you can be called the true body of the devil?"

After he finished speaking, he activated the Fire Formation Art. Seven gilded magic suns rose from the center of the formation, carrying the power of burning the sky to weave a red flaming net.

"boom!"

The single eye in the center of the Demon Willow suddenly burst out with blood-red light, and the poisonous saliva corroded the Qingming sword light, causing it to crack inch by inch.

As Chen Yun's blood surged in his chest, he suddenly felt a strange movement from the broken lightning-struck wood in his sleeve - it was the fragment of the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder Pearl that he obtained in the Kunlun Secret Realm three days ago.

"Edict!"

He bit through the spring thunder talisman and spurted out his life essence and blood. The surface of the remaining wood suddenly showed the innate eight trigrams thunder pattern. The clouds in the dome gathered suddenly, and eight purple lightning dragons and snakes broke through the magic barrier, carrying the power of the Taiqing divine thunder to blast the nine-headed magic willow into charcoal. The only sound on the wasteland was the echo of thunder coming from the depths of the scorched earth.

Xuanming Tongzi's expression changed drastically, and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner ignited without any wind. A flash of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he stared at Chen Yun intently, saying sinisterly:
"Wait for my true body to arrive..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned into a ball of black mist and disappeared, leaving only the Xuanming Shield, which was already showing cracks. With a "clang", it fell into the blazing sea of ​​fire.

Chen Yun held a long sword in his hand, half-knelt on the ground, his eyes fixed on the burnt thunder wood in his palm, his brows slightly furrowed, as if thinking about something.

In the distance, from the depths of the dissipating demonic energy, there could be a faint crisp sound like wheels rolling over bones, which sounded particularly harsh in this silent atmosphere.

The Qingming Sword Formation suddenly split apart, and in an instant, thousands of golden rays of light shone brightly like a reversed galaxy.

Each flying sword was wrapped in a rich Gengjin sharp aura, which intertwined with each other to weave an impenetrable sword net, whistling towards the demon child.

The demon boy sneered, and quickly made hand gestures. The Xuanming Shield grew in size and turned into an inky dome, protecting him tightly.

The sword light chopped fiercely on the shield, and thousands of sparks flew out, like golden raindrops, hitting the black iron cold mountain, splashing bursts of sparks.

Seeing this, Chen Yun frowned slightly.

Seeing that the flock of fire crows was about to hit the black curtain, the wind and thunder wings behind him suddenly spread out, and silver-white lightning exploded.

His figure gradually faded away, and when it solidified again, he appeared thirty feet away.

Unexpectedly, the silver lock on the boy's neck suddenly shone brightly, and a bone-eating snake rope suddenly jumped out from his sleeve.

Seven dark green rope loops followed closely, accurately and without error, and were put on where Chen Yun was standing.

This demonic rope seemed to be able to see through the trajectory of the lightning escape, and it came so quickly and fiercely.

"Zheng!"

At the critical moment, the soul-transforming talisman in Chen Yun's arms suddenly caught fire.

The emerald-like light instantly enveloped his body, and only some floating ash remained on the spot.

His true form staggered onto the eastern rock wall, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The Hell Serpent's Rope crushed the remaining image, and its fang-like barbs embedded deeply into the ground.

A pit about ten feet deep was eroded into the ground, emitting a disgusting stench.

The boy had a ferocious look on his face, sneered, and then spat out a soul-eating nail.

At this time, the puppet in Chen Yun's sleeve was like a ghost, sneaking away silently along the ground.

This Yan armor, which was glowing with a faint blue light all over, suddenly attacked.

The red dragon bow in his palm shot out one after another, and nine hundred and ninety-nine sky-burning arrows exploded within a radius of five meters, turning into an incomparably gorgeous fire lotus. (End of this chapter)