Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

The dragon shadow is not big, only three feet long, and its entire body is made up of azure light, appearing a little illusory.

After it flew out of the dragon ball, it let out a long roar towards the sky, the sound of which could be heard for miles. Then it swung its tail and drilled into Wang Xuange's body.

Wang Xuange's expression became serious, he closed his eyes tightly, and the magic gestures in his hands kept changing. The energy in his body rose and fell like the tide.

After three breaths, he slowly opened his eyes, and his pupils suddenly turned a deep blue.

Two small dragon horns appeared on the top of the head, also formed by the condensation of azure light.

He exuded a faint dragon aura, even more powerful than the burly man and the white-haired Taoist priest.

Because of a moment of inexplicable distraction, Chen Yuan was slapped by Canglong's claw and flew more than thirty feet away, leaving a deep groove on the ground. Gravel flew everywhere, dust filled the sky, and he looked very embarrassed.

The burly man took advantage of the situation, dispersed the dust and fog, rushed to Chen Yuan, and attacked wildly, but was easily blocked by Chen Yuan who had come to his senses.

Under the huge recoil force, he retreated dozens of feet, staggered a few steps, and broke several stone steps before he could barely keep his balance.

Chen Yuan did not chase him, but stopped and just glanced at him coldly.

The burly man looked rather grim, and he clasped his fists and bowed to Wang Xuange: "Fellow Daoist Qin, you have come at the right time. This monster slaughtered human cultivators, and his crimes are heinous."

"Once he has complete control over this body, all the elders of your sect will die here."

"We must attack together and never let him escape from the secret realm and cause chaos in the Nine Immortal Continent."

The white-haired old Taoist said solemnly: "Fellow Daoist Sun is right. The two of us have consumed a lot of energy. We will have to rely on Fellow Daoist Qin to help us from now on."

He turned to look at the three Taiming Sect elders with a solemn expression: "This monster is the remnant soul of the ancient Lianxu Monster King, and can drive the Zhuyan True Fire."

“My three disciples must not approach this place, otherwise the true fire will enter your body, which will be like a ulcer attached to your bones, until your soul is annihilated, and there will be no escape from this disaster!”

Upon hearing this, the three Yuanying elders of Taiming Sect were shocked and immediately stepped back.

They didn't know what the Zhuyan True Fire was, but the fact that a Divine Transformation cultivator could specifically warn them was something they couldn't handle.

The three of them treated Chen Yuan as if he were facing a formidable enemy, but Chen Yuan only glanced at them and turned to look at Wang Xuange, sizing him up and down: "Using the blue dragon spirit to carry the spirit and nourish it all the time, this method is quite exquisite..."

Wang Xuange narrowed his eyes, and returned a salute to the white-haired Taoist and the burly man. His voice became extremely old, and he slowly said, "Qin will help you two Taoist friends to kill this beast, but this monster possesses the body of a physical cultivator, and relies on devouring the cultivator's Nascent Soul to recover from his injuries. It is best at long battles."

"We have all come here as split spirits, just like water without a source. We must first remove the Zhuyan True Fire in the soul space of these friends, so that this monster cannot recover from its true essence injury, and then we will have a chance to kill it."

Seeing that he ignored him, Chen Yuan's face darkened immediately, but he did not take action immediately and just stood there motionless.

The burly man frowned and said, "Zhu Yan's true fire is invisible and intangible, ethereal and unpredictable. How can we extinguish it?"

The old Taoist with white hair had a bright look in his eyes: "Since Fellow Daoist Qin has said this, there must be a way to deal with it."

Wang Xuan Ge smiled slightly: "If the demon king comes in person, Qin will naturally be helpless."

"But a remnant of the demon king's soul has taken over the body and has not yet completely controlled this flesh. Even if it can control the Zhuyan True Fire, its power is limited, but it is not difficult to drive it away."

After saying that, he raised his hand and made a gesture. From the dark blue bead in front of him, several azure rays of light rose up and flew towards Ye Guihong, Mo Wuchen and other Nascent Soul cultivators.

Seeing this, several people tried their best to suppress the violent thoughts in their hearts, relaxed their minds and did not put up any resistance.

Chen Yuan's eyes flashed with cold light, and white flames suddenly rose from his hands. Pain reappeared on the faces of several people.

Qi Hanzhou, Junior Brother Yuwen and the formation cultivator named Liu growled, grabbed their heads tightly with both hands, dug out five bloody holes, and their eyes were bloodshot, almost like wild beasts.

Only Ye Guihong, Mo Wuchen and Ye Wendi could still endure it, but they were also in great pain and their bodies were shaking.

Wang Xuan Ge frowned, and the magic formula in his hand changed. Several cracks quietly appeared on the surface of the dark blue bead, and several azure blue lights flew out and went straight towards the people.

But at this moment, Chen Yuan's expression suddenly changed, and the white flame in his hand dimmed, like a candle in the wind, almost completely extinguished.

The ferocious expressions on the faces of several Nascent Soul cultivators gradually eased. Qi Hanzhou, Junior Brother Yuwen, and the formation cultivator named Liu even loosened their hands, breathing heavily, the blood color in their eyes faded, and their pale faces were filled with fear.

Wang Xuange's eyes flashed, and the magic spells in his hands changed continuously. Several azure blue lights flew into the soul space of everyone.

But he was stunned, which attracted the white-haired Taoist and the burly man to look over. The white-haired Taoist asked, "Did Brother Qin encounter any obstacles?"

Wang Xuan Ge shook his head slightly: "Qin did not see the Zhuyan True Fire in the soul space of these people."

The burly man said decisively: "It's impossible! This monster has devoured more than a dozen Yuanyings, and all of them died because their souls were burned by Zhuyan's true fire."

"These people have a deeper level of cultivation and have suffered a lot. How could the Zhuyan True Fire disappear for no reason?"

Wang Xuan Ge said: "Qin is not wrong, but their spirits and souls have indeed suffered heavy damage, and their vitality has been greatly damaged. It should be caused by being burned by Zhu Yan's true fire."

Upon hearing this, the burly man immediately turned around and looked at Chen Yuan, with a hint of suspicion in his strange pupils.

The white-haired Taoist priest also looked up and saw Chen Yuan standing there. The Zhuyan True Fire in his hands was extremely dim. His strong body, which was about ten feet tall, slowly shrank. The white hair on the surface of his skin disappeared, and he returned to his normal appearance.

He lowered his head slightly, his expression changing from gloomy to bright, and his aura fluctuated, as if he was wandering in a trance.

The two men were overjoyed, and the burly man stepped forward and was about to attack.

The white-haired Taoist priest also raised his hand, and with a flick of his long blue dragon tail, he pounced forward and shouted, "Daoist Qin, act quickly and kill this beast!"

Although they didn't know why Chen Yuan suddenly became distracted and revealed such a big flaw, this opportunity must not be missed.

But when Wang Xuan Ge saw Chen Yuan's face clearly, his expression changed. He raised his hand and the dark blue bead completely shattered.

Two small blue dragons flew out, swelled in the wind, and transformed into two ten-foot-long blue dragons, blocking the burly man and the emerald green dragon.

The burly man paused, turned around, and frowned: "What do you mean, Brother Qin?"

The white-haired Taoist priest was also puzzled: "The White Ape Demon King has put himself in a dead end. This is a good opportunity to take action. Why did Fellow Daoist Qin try to stop him?"

Wang Xuan Ge carefully examined Chen Yuan's face, pondered for a moment, and said, "Please wait for a moment, fellow Taoists. The White Ape Demon King clearly had the upper hand, but he suddenly withdrew his Zhuyan True Fire. There must be something fishy going on."

The burly man's face darkened. "When this monster was in its prime, it was a Void Refining Monster King. Its methods were unpredictable. By the time he has complete control over this body, it will be too late to regret."

The burly man's words were very fierce, but Wang Xuange was not angry at all. He said calmly: "Friend Sun, please be patient. This White Ape Demon King is just a remnant soul that has taken over another body and reborn. His cultivation is only one ten-thousandth of it."

"And according to what Daoist Cangsong said before, the original owner of this body was just a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul." "Why not wait and see what happens? Even if he really controls this body, the three of us will definitely not let him get away safely."

"Fellow Daoist Sun, don't you want to capture the remaining soul of the White Ape Demon King alive and torture him to find out the method of ascension?"

The burly man snorted coldly: "The ascension channel has long been cut off, and I have long given up the idea."

"But this White Ape Demon King wants to plant a restriction in my soul. I have an irreconcilable hatred for him. I must kill him with my own hands to vent my hatred."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around, stepped forward, and rushed towards Chen Yuan.

Wang Xuange seemed to have expected this, and he pointed a point. The blue dragon immediately opened its mouth and spewed out a dark blue beam of light. In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the burly man.

The burly man paused, and a beam of dark blue light shot onto the stone steps, immediately turning them into a piece of ice. Sharp ice spikes exploded, like clusters of ice thorns, extending to the feet of the burly man, a full ten feet long.

The burly man suddenly turned around, his face as gloomy as water, and said word by word: "Fellow Daoist Qin, do you really want to make an enemy of me for this White Ape Demon King?"

Wang Xuan Ge said calmly, "Don't worry, Brother Sun. This white ape demon soul only left a remnant soul, and it has only been in the body for a short time. There is no Nascent Soul for it to devour, so there is no need to worry about it."

There was a cold light flashing in the burly man's strange double pupils, but Wang Xuange did not give in. His deep blue eyes were as calm as water, but there seemed to be an undercurrent surging.

The tense atmosphere became more and more intense. Suddenly, the burly man snorted coldly, turned around, stared at Chen Yuan who was dozens of feet away, but did not move again.

But the blue dragon did not fly away. It remained in front of the burly man, staring at him with its eyes.

Seeing this, the white-haired Taoist priest had no choice but to call back the blue dragon, with an unhappy look on his face: "Why did Fellow Daoist Qin insist on sparing the life of the White Ape Demon King?"

Wang Xuange said calmly: "We will know the result later."

The white-haired old Taoist's eyes flashed, he kept silent, raised his hand to stroke his beard, and looked at Chen Yuan.

At this moment, Chen Yuan suddenly raised his head and said with difficulty: "Senior... help me!"

The expression of the white-haired Taoist changed slightly. Half of Chen Yuan's face was calm and the other half was distorted. There was a white flame burning in his left eye and a golden light shining in his right eye, as if two faces were pieced together.

Wang Xuange's eyes flashed: "What do you need, my friend?"

Chen Yuan opened his mouth slightly, then closed it again, with a look of struggle on his right face.

The white-haired Taoist paused, pinched a few strands of his white beard, and murmured, "Could it be that this person's spirit is still alive, and he is fighting with the White Ape Demon King for a body?"

The burly man said decisively, "It's impossible! How can a cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul resist the possession of the body by the Refining Void Demon King? Most likely, this White Ape Demon King is playing tricks."

"If we don't act quickly, once he has complete control over this body, we will be doomed."

Wang Xuange said calmly, "Daoyou Sun has been trying his best to stop the White Ape Demon King from controlling this body. Is there something strange about this person's body that makes Daoyou so afraid?"

The burly man said coldly, "Of course I am not afraid of a Nascent Soul cultivator, but this White Ape Demon King was rampant in ancient times. Wherever he went, all living things were destroyed. I saw it with my own eyes."

"The Nascent Soul cultivator whose body was possessed is a physical cultivator with a strong body. He is a perfect match for the White Ape Demon King."

“Although he only has a remnant soul left, if he controls this body, there is no guarantee that he will display some amazing magical powers.”

"When the time comes, the three of us will all be reduced to ashes under Zhu Yan's true fire!"

Wang Xuan Ge smiled slightly: "Fellow Daoist Sun, don't worry. It's just a remnant soul. Even if it was left by the Refining Void Demon King, Qin has his own ways to deal with it."

The burly man snorted heavily: "Then I will wait for Fellow Daoist Qin to display his divine power and subdue the remaining soul of the Refining Void Demon King!"

Seeing this, the white-haired Taoist priest tried to smooth things over, saying, "Don't worry, Brother Sun. If this person asks for the elixir, it must be the demon king in disguise. It won't be too late to take action. What do you think, Brother Qin?"

Wang Xuan Ge smiled slightly and said, "I will follow Daoist Cangsong's advice."

The burly man's expression finally relaxed and he stared at Chen Yuan again.

He struggled for a long time, then slowly raised his right hand, pointed at the burly man, and said with difficulty: "Kill... me!"

The three of them were all stunned, and the burly man immediately said, "I will grant you your wish!"

He turned around and looked at Wang Xuan Ge: "Fellow Daoist Wang has also heard it. This person is determined to die, but this is not my fault."

Wang Xuange pondered for a moment and nodded slightly: "Then please help me, fellow Taoist, and kill this White Ape Demon King."

After saying that, he raised his hand and the blue dragon that had blocked the burly man swung its long tail and flew back.

The burly man was surprised to see that he agreed so easily. He hesitated for a moment before turning around, stepping forward, rushing towards Chen Yuan and punching him.

Although Chen Yuan asked for death on his own initiative, the burly man did not let his guard down. He used all his strength in this punch and was extremely alert.

As expected, Chen Yuan raised his hand to meet the attack, just like before.

However, the spiritual energy of the Descending Fruit in the burly man's body was greatly consumed, and his physical body was slightly inferior. He flew backwards for more than ten feet before he stopped.

Instead of being angry, he was delighted and rushed forward again, shouting, "Two Taoist friends, why don't you work together and kill this monster quickly!"

Upon hearing this, the white-haired Taoist priest immediately raised his hand and made a hand gesture, ready to drive the Blue Dragon to attack Chen Yuan.

But Wang Xuange raised his hand to stop him: "Daoyou Cangsong, wait a minute."

The white-haired old Taoist was stunned: "What do you mean, Brother Qin?"

Wang Xuange said calmly: "This young friend, let Fellow Daoist Sun take action alone, and we can just wait and see what happens."

The white-haired old Taoist frowned and whispered, "Fellow Daoist Qin, are you going to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight?"

Wang Xuange replied in a voice transmission: "If Qin is not wrong, the result will be known in a moment, so there is no need to rush."

The white-haired Taoist looked at Wang Xuange deeply, but had no intention of attacking him again. He stroked his beard lightly and watched the situation develop.

The burly man didn't see the two men making a move for a long time, so he turned around and saw that the two men just stopped where they were, with no intention of taking action at all.

He paused, but he was not angry at all. He stepped forward and rushed forward to fight with Chen Yuan again. (End of this chapter)