From the Ming Dynasty, we will conquer the world

When mentioning this Emperor Sang, the Lord of Heaven, the number one in the Demon Sect, or even the number one in the world, even with Ao Zhengrong's courage, his voice couldn't help but tremble.

In addition to his outstanding military exploits and contributions to the Demon Sect, Huang Jutian was also invincible within the Five Directions Demon Sect.

The Northern Demon, the Lord of the Yaksha Asura Heaven, was originally deployed by Huang Jutian in the past. He had followed this demon in battles across the country and made great achievements. He always followed his lead.

The Southern Demon only wants to reopen Fengdu and take charge of the underworld. He focuses all his energy on targeting forces like the Qingcheng Sword Sect and the Sea Realm Dragon Palace, and the idea of ​​fighting for power and profit is secondary.

The Western Demon achieved enlightenment before Huang Jutian. He also used the Hu people and barbarians outside the northwest as his foundation, proclaimed himself emperor and founded a country, but ultimately failed. Instead, Huang Jutian, the latecomer, got there first.

As for the mysterious Central Demon Lord and the Transformed Demon, they seldom appear in the world. They only manipulate the world situation behind the scenes, misleading people and instigating wars.

Until now, few people in the cultivation world know who the true identity of this Central Heavenly Demon is. Even in the classics of the Sea Realm Dragon Palace, there is no relevant record.

After hearing this, Xu Xing couldn't help but sigh:

"It really is a demon with overwhelming power."

Zuo Qingtian and Li Xiuru also felt the same way and kept nodding their heads, agreeing with Xu Xing's conclusion.

However, they also felt a little strange. Logically speaking, anyone who had achieved success in cultivation in this world would have heard of the names of Emperor Sang Fuyaotian and Taoist Master Huang Jutian.

The person in front of me is obviously a master in the world, how come he has never heard of this?
They recalled Ao Zhengrong's respectful attitude towards Xu Xing just now, as well as Xu Xing's last punch that killed the Black Mountain Old Demon, and they began to speculate:

——Could it be that this is an old dragon who has been in deep sleep since ancient times and was awakened only when the Dragon Palace was in danger?

Otherwise, how could he be proficient in so many methods and have such a strong and powerful essence?

However, Ao Zhengrong also had his own doubts. He looked at Zuo Qingtian and Li Xiuru and asked:

"This tree demon has now been shattered, but there is still so much Yimu essence left. When he was alive, he must have had a high status in Sanghuang Fuyaotian. Where did this Black Mountain Old Demon come from? How dare he act like this?"

Ao Zhengrong's words were not groundless. One must know that it is even more difficult for plant spirits to become demons than for ordinary birds and beasts. They are extremely rare.

Being able to cultivate to this level is rare in the world and will certainly attract the attention of the entire Sanghuang Fuyaotian and even the Eastern Demon.

With Huang Jutian's temperament, how could he tolerate his true disciple being slaughtered at will by a poor man from the Southern Branch and remain silent?

When this question was asked, Li Xiuru and Zuo Qingtian looked at each other in confusion.

The two of them didn't know much about the Five Directions Demon Sect and only regarded the mutual slaughter among the members of the sect as a normal thing. They didn't think so far beforehand. Now, after hearing what Ao Zhengrong said, they found it a little strange.

Li Xiuru thought for a while and shook his head:

"The first time this old demon attacked was in the territory of Jiannan Dao. He was already in the realm of a real person when he was born. As for what his past was before that, it is unknown."

Zuo Qingtian pondered for a moment, then explained:

"Perhaps it is because of the decline of the Southern Branch that this old demon acts so recklessly and does whatever he wants."

Ao Zhengrong nodded, reluctantly agreeing with this statement, but he still had some doubts in his heart.

After all, King Jingyang, who has the support of Youyou Yemotian, dares to take the initiative to provoke the Sea Realm Dragon Palace. The Black Mountain Old Monster, who comes from the Southern Demon Sect, dares to kill the true disciple of the Eastern Branch of the Demon Sect. No matter how you look at it, they don't seem to be in decline.

Could it be that they have someone else to rely on behind the scenes?
Xu Xing didn't think about these things. He just observed the flow of the Yi wood essence on the big locust tree while looking at the female ghost living in the locust tree.

However, no matter how Xu Xing looked, he could not see any aura of the "Youyou Yemotian" method from this female ghost. It seemed more like she had fallen into a deep sleep due to excessive consumption.

Xu Xing had a guess in his mind.

Perhaps this female ghost was originally the mountain god worshipped by the villagers, and then the Black Mountain Demon discovered that she possessed some strange qualities, so he preserved the village to worship and sacrifice to this ghost.

But if this is true, then where does the pure Buddhist aura remaining in the statue come from?

What purpose does the Black Mountain Demon want to achieve through this female ghost? Use her as a sacrifice to summon the devil?

Or in other words, is she one of the so-called seven-life enemies mentioned by Ao Zhengrong?

The more he knew, the more confused Xu Xing became. However, at the moment, he couldn't find a solution. He still had to wait for the female ghost to wake up.

So he simply stopped thinking about it, put the locust tree back into his sleeve and took out the broken Yinshan Mountain.

Previously, when the Black Mountain Old Demon sacrificed himself, he also merged with all the evil ghosts and resentful spirits raised in the Yinshan Mountain.

Therefore, the Yin Mountains are now completely empty.

However, it was also because of this that Xu Xing could clearly sense the existence of the "Zhou Jue Yintian Secret Scroll".

Yinshan is only the mental manifestation of the secret talisman; the real foundation is the "Zhou Jue Yintian Secret talisman" itself.

This secret scroll was extremely similar to the Yin-Erosion Demonic Script that Xu Xing had seen in the ancient temple, but it was dozens or even a hundred times more complicated.

Xu Xing had been through several worlds, but this was the first time he felt completely in the dark regarding this kind of practice and inheritance.

The magical powers and spells of this world and the martial arts that learn from heaven and earth do have something in common.

At the very least, his methods are essentially no different from those of Ao Zhengrong, Li Xiuru and others.

However, magic talismans and magic scrolls are regarded as the foundation and core of cultivators and are used to coordinate magical powers. But to Xu Xing, they are still a completely new thing.

In fact, the talismans that contain authentic Taoist meanings are relatively easy to deal with, just like the talismans of real people that Xu Xing seized from Ao Zhengrong that day.

Although the patterns on these talismans were extremely complex, they were, after all, cloud seals and thunder characters that depicted the natural world and the changes of yin and yang. For Xu Xing, they could still be barely comprehended.

In fact, among all the martial arts that Xu Xing learned throughout his life, there was indeed such a martial art that was naturally the same as the talisman system. That was the "Zhou Liuxu Gong" based on the Eight Diagrams.

Liang Xiao's "Zhou Liu Xu Gong" is to use the Eight Trigrams to interpret the world that is full of order and extremely regular in his eyes.

Talismans, the concrete embodiment of the great principles of heaven and earth, fit exactly this meaning.

But for these Yin-Erosion Demonic Scripts, Xu Xing could only feel that they were indeed depicting and expressing a certain existence.

But that was something he had never come into contact with. Perhaps, this was the world in the eyes of the devil. If he wanted to crack it and use it for his own benefit, he would need to spend more effort.

The best way, of course, is to find a master who is already proficient in the magic arts to explain it to you.

If you really can't find a living person, then finding more magic classics that can verify it is also a way.

Thinking of this, Xu Xing was not in a hurry. He put Yinshan back into the "Zhenwu Haotian Mirror" first, then looked at Zuo Qingtian in the crowd and asked loudly:

"Brother Zuo, your method of building up your strength is somewhat similar to what I learned.

If you don't mind, could you let Xu take a look at the 'Yellow God Yue Zhang Talisman' to help you improve your Dafa?"

In the world of cultivation, even for fellow disciples or elders, observing the true talisman of a cultivator's body is considered a taboo.

This is because in the eyes of the cultivators, the true talisman of one's life is more important than the physical body, or even the simple soul, and it can better represent the foundation of the cultivator's self-existence.

Every stroke and every line in the natal talisman is the result of a cultivator's life-long efforts and energy, and it clearly and unmistakably displays all the details of what the person has learned.

If someone wants to use this method to target someone, the consequences would be disastrous.

Of course, there are exceptions, including the purest sword embryos of sword cultivators.

However, Zuo Qingtian didn't notice him and took out the talisman given by the immortal in his dream.

Moreover, with Xu Xing's strength, there is no need for such a troublesome method to harm him.

Moreover, although Zuo Qingtian's method of cultivation was gained from the talisman, he took a different path. This talisman could not represent his achievements at all.

Xu Xing only took one look and found that this talisman was indeed too crude compared to the Taoist talismans he had seen and the "Zhou Jue Yintian Secret Scroll" of the Black Mountain Old Demon, which consisted of only a few strokes.

However, compared to the two extremely complete cultivation systems, this crude and simple talisman is more suitable for Xu Xing to start with.

After slightly feeling the heavy aura contained in it, Xu Xing turned his head and looked at Zuo Qingtian. After carefully exploring the flow of Qi in this man's body, he nodded.

If one follows the orthodox method of talisman cultivation, one should use this talisman as the foundation, condense one's own talisman species, and then embark on the path of cultivation.

However, this kind of training method also requires a matching mental method and complex guiding postures to be achieved.

And during the practice, there are very strict requirements on holding the Yuan and keeping One, regulating breathing, clearing away distracting thoughts, etc.

Even if just one of the steps is not carried out properly, it will be impossible to achieve the talisman seed and embark on the grand road of the orthodox Xuanmen.

This is because the Dharma talisman itself is the materialization of the great way of heaven and earth and the laws of nature. If one cannot reach the state of meditation and forgetfulness of "clearing the mind and savoring the images", one will have no way of experiencing this spirit.

Zuo Qingtian naturally did not have such a state of mind, so his method was to take the shape of the talisman, simply feel the spirit of the talisman, and use this spirit to guide the flow of Qi in his body.

This approach is actually no different from what Xu Xing saw as the internal force warriors and qigong warriors, who all comprehend the artistic conception and experience the spirit from the nature.

However, what Zuo Qingtian experienced was not nature itself, but the magic symbol that had undergone some kind of "translation".

Zuo Qingtian was able to comprehend a set of effective Qi-refining methods from this highly abstract talisman. Even from Xu Xing's perspective, he was considered a great talent in martial arts.

If he were placed in the previous world, as long as he had a qualified inheritance of magical skills, he would at least be a grandmaster, and even have the hope of becoming a peerless master who could break through the void.

Thinking of this, Xu Xing did not waste any time and used his divine consciousness to teach Zuo Qingtian a set of "Mountain and River Hidden Dragon Art" which came from the God of Seal and was adapted by him personally.

This Kung Fu regards the human body as the heaven and earth, and the meridians as dragon veins, which contain infinite mountains and rivers, and are consistent with the spirit of "Huangshen Yuezhangfu" that connects the roots of mountains and the earth veins.

Although Zuo Qingtian had never come across such a method before, he could feel its extraordinary power. After practicing it for a while, he was completely immersed in it and could not extricate himself.

While Zuo Qingtian was concentrating on his practice, Xu Xingyi began to comprehend the mysteries of talismans again, and summarized this practice system that he was encountering for the first time.

In Xu Xing's opinion, the so-called authentic inheritance of Xuanmen lies in the fact that they have mastered a set of methods for extracting the principles of heaven and earth, that is, talismans.

Through talismans, monks can cultivate mysterious magical powers and use an easier way to pry open the laws of heaven and earth.

According to Ao Zhengrong, the ancient way of gods and demons that he and his uncle practiced imitated the gods and demons of ancient times.

These gods and demons were basically born in the period before chaos. They were born with infinite power and were the incarnations of some great way. However, their temperaments were chaotic and unclear, and they were purely barbaric and violent.

Therefore, in order to fight against these ancient gods and demons, the demons and humans in ancient times began to imitate them, and were even more extreme and barbaric than them. This is the origin of the ancient gods and demons.

Later Qigong practitioners, inspired by the influence of the ancient gods and demons on the minds of practitioners, developed the method of sitting and forgetting to clear the mind and embrace all things.

It is also because of this method of sitting and forgetting that our ancient ancestors were able to step by step feel the mysterious "Tao" from the ancient gods and demons, and thus abstract it into talismans.

In the end, only those who were born with strong bodies, comparable to the ancient gods and demons, or those who were the descendants of the ancient gods and demons and possessed extraordinary blood and supernatural powers, would take this path.

The dragon clan is one of them.

In the previous worlds that Xu Xing experienced, there were no existences like the ancient gods and demons that followed the laws of nature. Therefore, what the warriors imitated at the beginning was the nature of heaven and earth.

This is why, apart from some individual martial arts, the martial arts practiced by Xu Xing rarely affect his temperament, and will not condense into such regular existence as "talisman seeds" or "birth true talismans".

Regularity naturally has its own advantages.

Just like when Xu Xing first came to this world, he realized that everything from top to bottom was connected and the system was clear.

No matter which step, there are footprints of predecessors. As long as one has enough talent and ability, and no shortage of natural resources, then becoming extraordinary and even ascending into the sky can be achieved step by step and naturally.

Compared with the talisman system, the martial arts techniques that Xu Xing learned were all semi-finished products. At most, they could only reach the broken realm equivalent to a real person. After that, he could only explore and overcome difficulties on his own.

But then again, as Ao Zhengrong said, the current situation is just right for these unorthodox masters to show their skills and dominate the world.

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Not long after Xu Xing and others left, a new visitor appeared outside the ancient temple where the Black Mountain Old Demon died in battle.

I saw a tall scholar with a book box on his back, wearing a Confucian scarf, walking slowly from the foot of the mountain.

Looking at the village that was burned to the ground and the ancient temple on the top of the mountain, a look of doubt flashed across the scholar's eyes.

At first, Xu Xing only used the Ten Yang Golden Flames to refine the eerie ghost energy and thick demonic atmosphere that erupted after the death of the Black Mountain Old Monster, and did not care about the Yi Wood Essence which was not a threat.

Although it has been a while since the great battle, the remaining Yi wood essence here is still very strong.

As the scholar walked through the mountains and fields, he even felt as if he had suddenly returned to his hometown, which he had been away from for more than ten years.

He had rushed here at night on the orders of his master to protect his younger junior fellow apprentice, but he never expected that he would smell the scent of his hometown here.

——Why are they here?

——Where is Junior Brother going now?
When the scholar thought of this, his body turned into a sword light and landed in front of the mountain temple, wanting to check if there was any clue about the whereabouts of his junior brother.

But when he looked up, he saw the face of the mountain goddess, and he couldn't help but feel dazed, and a sense of familiarity surged into his heart again.

When facing the Yi wood essence, the scholar knew why he felt familiar with it, but when facing this unfamiliar face, he didn't know where this sense of familiarity came from.

Even with the scholar's pure swordsmanship, he still stood there, staring at the sculpture in a daze. After a long time, he finally came to his senses.

He frowned and used the sword intent to cut off the distracting thoughts in his mind. No matter who this woman was, she was not more important than the whereabouts of his junior brother - especially now that it involved his hometown people.

The scholar closed his eyes, and extremely pure sword intent burst out of his body. He leaped like a dragon and swept through the ancient temple in an instant, but found nothing.

The scholar opened his eyes, and his worry became even more intense.

With my junior brother's level of cultivation, he could use the "Jidu Hidden Sword Talisman" to deceive ordinary real people, but he could never deceive him, a real sword cultivator who was extremely familiar with sword talismans.

Now that there is no trace of his presence, it can only mean that the junior brother has either received help from a master and driven the sword talisman away, or that he has fallen into the hands of others.

But no matter which situation it was, it would be difficult for a scholar who specialized in swordsmanship to pursue the matter further. The only option now was to return to the sect and ask the master for another divination.

Thinking of this, the scholar did not delay any longer. He rose from the ground and turned into a brilliant rainbow light that traveled across the sky as fast as lightning, and flew towards the Shu area again.

The scholar's behavior was ostentatious enough, but every demon and monster along the way who saw the sword light felt their eyes bloodshot and unable to stop it, and did not dare to move at all.

-

With Li Xiuru's cultivation level, even if he used all his strength to drive the "Jiutu Hidden Sword Talisman", his flying speed would not be that great. However, with Xu Xing's help, it would be very different.

Xu Xing's internal organs can be transformed into the Yin and Yang and the Five Elements at will. They can be regarded as a melting pot. The speed of extracting and refining the vital energy of heaven and earth is far beyond the reach of ordinary real cultivators. He simply accepts all comers.

During the flying process, Xu Xing also deeply felt the vastness of this world.

They fled for thousands of miles, and all they saw was a deserted place, with countless majestic and endless mountains.

Xu Xing could even sense that there were hundreds or thousands of magical power fluctuations hidden in these mountains and forests, including dozens of powerful masters.

It is indeed a place where demons are dancing wildly and evildoers are rampant.

However, as Xu Xing knew, these demons were extremely cautious and would not easily show up.

According to Ao Zhengrong, although the Five Demon Sects occupied most of the Central Plains, the vast majority of the monsters and demons among them only knew how to burn, kill and loot, and did not know how to govern.

Among the Five Sects, only Sanghuang Fuyaotian and Po Luoli Rentian established their own kingdoms, ruling and enslaving their subjects. However, the methods used by the Eastern and Western branches were somewhat different.

Emperor Sang Fuyaotian spreads the magic arts of the magic sect equally in the country, selects the true seeds of magic from them, and cultivates masters of the magic sect to strengthen its strength.

Brahma continued the Indian caste system, emphasizing one's origin, respecting the Five Barbarians and despising the Han people, and viewed the poor as consumables for alchemy, levying heavy blood taxes.

The rest of the mortals who were far away from these two veins were almost devoured.

This is also why Li Xiuru and Zuo Qingtian felt very surprised when they saw hundreds of villagers being protected by the Black Mountain Demon.

While Xu Xing was learning more about this world from the two men and the dragon, he was also concentrating on manipulating the "Jiutu Hidden Sword Talisman". It only took him a few hours to lead everyone across the mountains and rivers and approach the border of Annan.

Annan directly reaches the South China Sea, and out to sea there is a vast ocean of thousands or even tens of thousands of miles, with a humid and hot climate all year round.

To the east are the ancient and wild Ten Thousand Mountains filled with primitive aura. It is said that countless mythical beasts and monsters that have existed since ancient times are sleeping here, and it is a forbidden area for cultivators all over the world.

To the west is the vast southern Xinjiang, where miasma has been rampant and poisonous insects and ferocious beasts have been rampant since ancient times. It is the former home of the Sanmiao clan and is also regarded by a group of evil demons as a holy place for practicing magic and avoiding the righteous path.

Before the demonic calamity, the southern demon sect Youyou Yama Heaven had occupied this place.

From a distance, you can see a cluster of wooden villages dotted along a mighty river that flows into the sea.

This is the first large human gathering place Xu Xing has seen since he came to this world.

Although it was nothing compared to the cities Xu Xing had seen in the previous worlds, its scale was already quite impressive in this world.

At the end of the river, there is an exceptionally majestic city. From a distance, it looks like a mountain rising from the ground.

Ao Zhengrong looked at the city and then at the villages, feeling a little confused.

The Qiantang Dragon King should have arrived here a few days ago. Given his uncle's temperament, if he knew what King Jingyang had done, he would definitely make a big fuss and would never give up.

But now it seems that there is no trace of a fight here. Could it be that my uncle was intercepted halfway before he even got here?
Zuo Qingtian sighed:
"Brother Liu originally asked someone to deliver a message, and I don't know how to find him after arriving here."

Xu Xing smiled and said lightly:

"Since we can't find Brother Liu, why not let him come find us."

Zuo Qingtian was somewhat puzzled:
"I wonder what you are going to do, senior?"

They were unfamiliar with Annan, and this was the old nest of King Jingyang that had been operating for hundreds of years. How could they get the news to Liu Yi?
After Zuo Qingtian was taught the "Secret of Hidden Dragons in Mountains and Rivers" by Xu Xing, he was filled with admiration for this man who was suspected to be an ancient dragon ancestor.

So, when he heard this, he could only suspect that Xu Xing had some strange magic.

Xu Xing looked towards the most magnificent and tallest building in the city, his eyes lit up, and he said calmly:

"As long as we make some big noise in this city, I'm sure Brother Liu will be able to see it clearly no matter where he is."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and looked at Ao Zhengrong and the other two, revealing a row of white teeth and smiling brilliantly. His smile was as bright as a lamp, illuminating the hearts of the three people.

"This kind of thing, Xu is very good at it."

It was inside the palace that Xu Xing had set his sights on.

This palace was built in an extremely large and luxurious manner, with dragon-shaped steles and coral crystals erected everywhere, and the top inlaid with hundreds of uniformly sized, crystal clear luminous pearls. It was magnificent and beautiful.

This is the palace of King Jingyang, the ancestor of the Yue people and the water god of Annan.

In the deepest part of the palace, a middle-aged man wearing a white robe and golden armor, with infinite majesty in his movements, lowered his head and looked at the man kneeling in front of him, and said in a deep voice:
"That slave girl has been suppressed by me for decades. Day and night, her soul has been refined by the devil's fire, and her body has been washed by the Nine Bends Yin Spring. Where did she get the help to break the seal?"

Hearing the master's question in such a tone, the man crouched lower, trembling all over, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Although the man's magic power was low, his methods were extremely amazing. The restrictions set by the Lord were not broken, but there was only a slight flaw. It seems that the dragon girl escaped from it."

"Mistake!"

King Jingyang knew his own business. He had no idea how much energy he had spent to imprison this real sea dragon. He was extremely cautious, so how could he make any mistakes?

Before Prince Jingyang could get angry, a gentle voice came from behind him.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to be angry. I think the mistake was caused by someone else's spell.

Otherwise, with the remaining magic power of Princess Ao, how could she grasp it even if there were any loopholes?
The Lord's great method was not yet complete, and he was unwilling to harm her life, so even though he used the magic fire and Yin spring to assist, the fundamental method he used was still the mountain and water restriction.

I think this person must be a Feng Shui sorcerer."

This man seemed to be a teacher who taught young children. When he analyzed what happened, his tone was slow and leisurely.

The originally restless King Jingyang gradually calmed down after hearing these words and sighed:
"Sir, you are right. I have been practicing the magic sect's magic recently and was too eager to do so. As a result, I lost my concentration."

The man chuckled again:
“On the Qiantang Dragon Lord’s side, there are the Nine-Headed King of the Chiguling Witch God in Southern Xinjiang, the head of the Wutai Mountain Evil Sword Sect, the Old Ancestor Hunxie, and a number of other masters of the side sects.

Although this old dragon is fierce and stubborn, he has received the Qiantang River Divine Scroll after all, so his foundation must be intact. Now that he has the help of the Northern Branch of the Demon Sect, there is no need to worry about him causing any trouble."

King Jingyang nodded.

In fact, with King Jingyang's level of practice, his thoughts shouldn't have fluctuated so violently.

However, as he had just said, ever since his golden body was damaged and he had to turn to practicing the Heavenly Demonic Law, it has become increasingly difficult for him to focus his thoughts and control his emotions.

After calming down, King Jingyang regained his usual wise and well-informed demeanor and said in a cold voice:
"This old red dragon is conceited about his bravery, but he does not know the truth or the right path. He will suffer this disaster today."

He turned his head again, looked at the person behind him, and smiled:

"Although the dragon girl escaped, she can't leave Annan for a while, so there is no need to be afraid of her. We can just capture her.

As for that Feng Shui sorcerer..."

A strange light flashed in King Jingyang's eyes, and he analyzed:
“No matter what this person relies on, he was able to break the mountain and water restrictions I set up, so his Feng Shui skills must be extremely profound.

It just so happens that a secret realm will emerge in the Ten Thousand Mountains. If we can get this Feng Shui master in our hands, it will be an extra bargaining chip."

After he finished speaking, King Jingyang clasped his hands together, saluted the person behind him, and bowed slightly.

“Although I have many soldiers under my command, there is not a single one of them who can capture this man and dragon alive. I will have to trouble Mr. Yu with this matter.

With your sword escape technique, I think it won't be long before you can return successfully."

The man nodded and said happily:

"Thank you for your kindness, my Lord. How dare I not do my best?"

Suddenly, outside the hall, there was a loud rumbling sound, which seemed to be the sound of someone laughing loudly.

However, because the sound was too loud and difficult to distinguish, people in the city just suspected that it was the thunder god beating the drum and the heavenly drum was shaking.

As soon as the King of Jingyang and Mr. Yu heard the voice, they immediately realized that the person who came had unfathomable cultivation and extremely powerful magic power, and their faces became solemn.

I just heard that person laugh and say:

"Since there are benefits to be gained, why do you two have to hide in the dark room? Are you unwilling or afraid to see others?!"

Two giant hands, as big as fields, with five colors flowing, and like they were made of glass and jade, fell from the sky with roaring laughter, one on the left and one on the right, completely splitting the dome of hundreds of feet in radius, allowing the sunlight to shine down here.

Prince Jingyang and Mr. Yu looked up and saw a handsome young man in a green robe with fluttering sleeves, riding the wind, with the clear jade sky as the background, looking down at the two of them.

The young man's eyes were full of amusement, as sacred as an immortal or Buddha. He glanced at me indifferently from the clouds.

Prince Jingyang and Mr. Yu not only have profound cultivation and powerful magic, but they are also people of high positions and power. How could they be treated with such contempt? A surge of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

King Jingyang's face darkened and he laughed angrily:
"What a jerk! You are trespassing in my house like this. Do you think you can bully me because I am old?!"

Before he finished speaking, a wisp of emerald green smoke gushed out from his seven orifices, rising straight into the sky and transforming into five balls of dim devilish flames, carrying billowing thick smoke, and rolling towards Xu Xing like an overwhelming force.

This is exactly the variant of the "Xuanyin Black Evil Demon Fire" that Xu Xing had seen in the hands of the Black Mountain Old Demon. In addition to the Nine Earth Yin Evils and Xuanyin Ghosts, it also incorporated seventy-seven forty-nine rare poisons.

These poisons must be calcined with real fire for a hundred days, leaving only the most refined and thickest poisonous essence and water, which can then be merged with the magic fire, adding a fierce toxic power to corrode the essence of the physical body.

After all, King Jingyang owns Annan, has a wide range of friends and rich cultural background, and the consumables he uses for refining magic are not comparable to those of a lone man like the Black Mountain Old Demon.

Xu Xing stood with his hands behind his back, without moving or shaking, and flicked his long sleeves.

The sleeves fluttered in the wind, and from the cuffs came a bone-chilling howling gale, which seemed to penetrate through the seven orifices and 48,000 pores of the human body, dissolving the bones and flesh and destroying the soul.

"Nine Netherworld Wind?! Where did you get it from?!"

This Nine Netherworld Wind is a strange thing that came from the Nine Netherworld Hell. It is of a mysterious and yin nature, and it interacts with the devil fire. It can both boost the power of the devil flames and suppress the fire.

Although King Jingyang's demonic fire and poisonous smoke were enhanced by the incorporation of poisons from southern Xinjiang, their essence had not changed, and they were unable to fight against Ming Feng. They only rushed out ten feet before being completely eliminated.

Even the dark green poisonous fog was blown away by the strong wind and was no longer visible. There was now clarity between the three people, without any obstruction at all.

Although King Jingyang was a disciple of the Demonic Sect who left the sect halfway, he was also very familiar with this rare treasure.

However, ever since the "Youquan of the Yin World" was taken away by Emperor Sang Fuyaotian, the Nine Netherworld Winds has become exclusive to the East Branch. How could it be in the hands of this uninvited guest?
His expression changed drastically, and he immediately calmed down. He took two steps back, bowed slightly, lowered his brows, and said in a deep voice:

"I wonder if you are a master from the Eastern Branch of the Saint Sect who is here. I am sorry for offending you just now. I haven't asked for your name yet?"

Although he appeared respectful on the surface, Prince Jingyang was secretly groaning in his heart.

I've heard that the east and north branches have always been closely connected. This time, could it be that the person from the north branch leaked the news, causing the people from the east branch to also come and get a piece of the pie?

The moment he saw Jiuyou Mingfeng, Mr. Yu's expression softened a little. He took a step back and said loudly:
"Yu Qinglin, the chief disciple of Wutai Mountain Evil Sword Sect, greets the Holy Sect's envoy."

Although Xu Xing had heard of the reputation of Emperor Sang Fuyaotian along the way, he was still a little surprised when he saw the attitude of Mr. Xu and King Jingyang.

He had just revealed the "Nine Netherworld Winds", and these two real cultivators with strong abilities were already ready to surrender?
Thinking of this, Xu Xing couldn't help but laugh and shook his head.

Seeing him acting like this, King Jingyang said cautiously:
"I have offended you with my previous rash actions. Sir, why don't you come to the palace first and let me prepare a small gift as compensation."

While he was greeting Xu Xing respectfully, he felt somewhat uneasy.

It is said that before the Eastern Sky Demon entered the Tao, he was an unsuccessful scholar. After entering the Tao, even though he killed people everywhere and was cruel and brutal, he still could not get rid of the habits of a scholar. All the masters of the demon sect under his command had to be well-read and proficient in literature and history before they could be employed by him.

Knowing this, King Jingyang wrote some sour words in an effort to change Xu Xing's impression of him.

But Mr. Yu's expression suddenly changed, and he exclaimed:
"Jidu Hidden Sword Talisman?!"

Before he could finish his words, a rotten silver spear surrounded by lightning, like a long silver dragon, rushed out from the side and stabbed Mr. Yu in the back.

Another sword energy, with a sinister intent, like a disaster sent from heaven, that would bring war to the world again, slashed towards Mr. Yu's neck.

Even though Mr. Yu had superb swordsmanship and a clear sword heart, his body was still shattered in an instant when faced with the two sneak attacks. Only his soul was protected by a clear sword light and was able to escape.

There was a flash of light, and Ao Zhengrong and Li Xiuru appeared.

The reason why Xu Xing made such a big noise just now was to let them rely on the concealment ability of the "Ji Du Hidden Sword Talisman" to sneak into the hall while the other party's attention is attracted, and prepare for a fatal blow.

Now the strategy really works.

However, Ao Zhengrong and Li Xiuru were also somewhat shocked. With the help of the "Jidu Hidden Sword Talisman", they attacked a real sword cultivator, but they were unable to destroy the opponent's body and soul? !

They heard the conversation between the two men very clearly and knew the identity of Mr. Yu. But how could such a level of cultivation be achieved through the teachings of a sect like the Evil Sword Sect of Mount Wutai?

However, Ao Zhengrong is a dragon who has embarked on the path of ancient gods and demons, and he has long been eager to kill King Jingyang.

Since he failed to accomplish his goal in one battle, he charged forward with his spear in hand, determined to take the opportunity to kill Mr. Yu!

Before reaching the last step, the physical body has become a burden for cultivators with profound merits. It is not as good as the soul that can change into a thousand forms, but it cannot be easily abandoned.

Therefore, Mr. Yu's physical body was destroyed after just one encounter, and he was naturally extremely angry. His soul controlled his own sword, turning into a long rainbow with thunder and lightning, and slashed towards Ao Zhengrong.

He was very familiar with the "Jidu Hidden Sword Talisman" and knew that with his swordsmanship, if he targeted Li Xiuru, he would not be able to break the defense of the Sword Sect's treasure for a while, but would reveal a flaw. So he decided to target Ao Zhengrong.

After losing his physical body, Yu Qinglin's soul was completely different from before. He was wearing a snow-white sword suit, with a cold face and an upright posture. Even his soul was filled with a sharp sword aura that made it impossible to look directly at him.

As soon as Li Xiuru saw it, he couldn't help but be surprised and exclaimed:

"Senior Brother Yu——"

King Jingyang's perception was not as sharp as Mr. Yu's. The moment he reacted, Xu Xing had already transformed all his true energy into the extremely yang, strong, and fierce Ten Yang Golden Flames, which he used to activate the "Ink Washing Kun Feng" and slashed out with a sword.

King Jingyang had no time to react at all, but saw a golden thread hanging in the sky, spanning the hall.

A moment later, the body of King Jingyang, along with the entire magnificent hall, was cut in half. The broken end was smooth and flat, and it slowly tilted and slid diagonally downward.

Yu Qinglin, who was fighting with Ao Zhengrong, also felt an extremely sharp and irresistible sword energy coming from behind him. He had to spin the sword light around to meet the second half of Xu Xing's sword.

The two swords clashed head-on, and ripples appeared in the hall, spreading outward layer by layer, forming wider ripples, surging all the way.

The collapsing palace beams, pillars and walls were cut into finer pieces as soon as they came into contact with it, and scattered all over the ground.

Even though he only caught half of the sword, Yu Qinglin still deeply felt the powerful energy contained in it. His soul was shaken, and he did not dare to stop for even a moment, and rushed straight into the sky.

Although there are various disadvantages of losing a physical body, at least at this moment, Yu Qinglin can use the sword escape technique without any worries.

"run?"

Xu Xing just smiled, and his soul also left his body. The yin and yang energies behind him swirled and transformed into a black tortoise composed of a turtle and a snake.

The spirit transformed into that of an emperor with long hair, black clothes, golden armor and jade belt, stepping on the Black Tortoise, with a round halo on his head, and chasing after him with a sword in hand.

When Ao Zhengrong saw this scene, his eyes almost popped out of his head.

The practice of their lineage emphasizes the unity of body and soul, so that the essence of the body and the supernatural powers of the blood can be brought into full play.

But how did this old senior in front of him achieve the state of being out of his body? !

Li Xiuru did not have such feeling. He just took a step forward, and the sword in his hand flashed with sword light and formed a formation, trying to help Xu Xing protect this ownerless body.

But who would have thought that after losing the soul, this body could actually open its eyes on its own, with a bright and brilliant light in its eyes. It turned its head to look towards where the soul was, sank its knees and jumped, broke through the sword formation, and chased after the soul.

At this moment, Ao Zhengrong and Li Xiuru looked at each other in bewilderment.

Xu Xing and Yu Qinglin both used their spiritual spirits to control swords, and their speed of escape was unparalleled in the world. In just a few breaths, they had rushed out of the palace complex, crossed the city, and arrived at the middle section of the surging river.

Yu Qinglin, who was just running forward with his head down, suddenly came to his senses and killed Xu Xing with a sword.

At the same time, the long river beneath them, which was rushing into the sea, also began to churn violently.

Amidst the surging white waves, one could see a giant golden figure about fifty or sixty feet tall rising from the bottom of the river, holding a large seal in his hand, and falling towards Xu Xing's head! (End of this chapter)