Changsheng Xiuxian: I can see through everything

[Supernatural power: the laws of heaven and earth].

His body suddenly grew to a height of a thousand feet in an instant.

It’s twice as high as before!
The Nascent Soul Demon Ancestor was shocked.

In just half an incense stick of time, Chen Xuan had refined the essence of the demonic energy transformed by the nine Demon Pill Ancestors, and his magic power doubled!
It turned out that Chen Xuan was not just running away or hiding.

He also took the opportunity to use the [Pure Yang Dao Rhythm Demon Capturing True Method] to refine the demonic energy and improve his strength.

At this moment, he was confident that he could fight against the Demon Infant Ancestor.

Even if there is a slight gap in strength.

His thunder body, sun fire, pure yang magic power, plus the three great magical powers of [Heavenly Eye], [Law of Heaven and Earth], and [Pure Yang Magic Sword], as well as many changes in magical powers, are naturally able to restrain the magic cultivation techniques. What is there to fear!
"Okay! If you want to die, don't blame me!"

Seeing Ye Wanli about to rush over from the other side, the Nascent Soul Demon Ancestor quickly attacked with all his strength.

In the sight, a magic sword with a strong aura of destruction cut through the sky and shot towards Chen Xuan's eyebrows.

"Li Poshan, how dare you do this?!"

Ye Wanli roared and launched an all-out attack. The colorful jade ring transformed into seven kinds of spiritual treasures, which defeated the Nascent Soul Demon Ancestor on the opposite side.

Taking this opportunity, he turned into a golden light and was ready to block the magic sword for Chen Xuan.

Unfortunately, it’s a little late.

Chen Xuan remained undaunted.

He waved the Pure Yang Sword in his hand, and with the help of his divine eye, he could see clearly, and struck the magic sword with one sword.

There was a loud bang, and in a flash, the magic sword of the Nascent Soul Demon Ancestor was directly blocked by Chen Xuan's Pure Yang magic sword.

"go to hell!"

Under the infusion of magic power, the magic sword poured out a strange destructive force, as if it wanted to devour and melt the Pure Yang Magic Sword.

"The sun is so hot!"

"Purple Sky Divine Thunder!"

Along with Chen Xuan's shout, two completely different magical auras appeared on the Chunyang Sword.

One is the true fire of the sun that burns everything, and the other is the domineering and sharp purple divine thunder, both of which are the nemesis of magic.

Instead of being swallowed and melted, the Pure Yang Magic Sword's aura surged, and it moved in the opposite direction, firmly suppressing the Demon Sword.

The Yuanying Demon Ancestor's face changed drastically.

"disease!"

He pointed at Chen Xuan.

A strange black light flashed by.

Endless strange black fog gushed out from the black light, covering the sky and the earth in an instant.

Chen Xuan shook his head.

Hundreds of thunder talismans floated in front of him.

It was the third-level Purple Sky Thunder Talisman that he made after condensing his golden elixir.

As soon as the strange black fog encountered the thunder talisman, it exploded with a loud bang. Hundreds of divine thunders from heaven and earth continuously bombarded the black fog, clearing the turbid air from heaven and earth.

Staring blankly at Chen Xuan not far away, a look of astonishment appeared on the face of the Nascent Soul Demon Ancestor.

This spiritual practitioner who just condensed the golden elixir is too powerful!

He faced him head-on for more than ten breaths without showing any signs of defeat.

At this time, Ye Wanli had arrived.

"Li Poshan, you dare to break the rules, I will fight you to the death!"

Another Nascent Soul Demon Ancestor also chased after him and stood side by side with Li Poshan.

"What happened? It's been so long, and you still haven't killed that little thief?
Li Poshan smiled bitterly.

"Brother Wan, how about you go and try, and I'll tie up that old bastard Ye Wanli?
"it is good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Poshan raised his magic sword and attacked Ye Wanli with all his strength.

A suffocating and intense murderous intent filled all the space on the battlefield.

Ye Wanli did not dare to despise it.

He also raised the colorful jade ring and barely withstood Li Poshan's full-strength attack.

at this time.

The Wan surnamed Yuanying Demon Ancestor, a dark green light bloomed from his deep eyes and shot towards Chen Xuan.

It turned out to be a kind of magic eye ability.

Not only that.

In his hand, there was a Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and thousands of ghostly demon soldiers emerged.

These ghostly demon soldiers were all above the second level, all fully armed, with ferocious faces, holding soul weapons in their hands, and rushed towards Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan sneered.

His eyes also emitted golden light, resisting the dark green light of the Wanxing Yuanying Demon Ancestor.

He slapped his waist with his hand, and a magic cloud flew out of the insect bag. It was formed by hundreds of thousands of soul-devouring magic insects. Leading the way were two second-level mid-grade ones, who were the first to face the ghost magic soldiers.

The Yuanying Demon Ancestor of the Wan clan looked at the ghostly demon soldiers fighting.

The difference in numbers, coupled with their natural restraint, resulted in a significant loss of the ghostly demon soldiers.

This made him feel a little sad.
Even though he was the Nascent Soul Demon Ancestor, it still took him a lot of time and energy to refine the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and make the second-level Yin Soul Demon Soldiers.

Who would have thought that a mere Jindan Zhenren on the opposite side actually raised hundreds of thousands of soul-devouring devil insects, and nearly half of them were killed in an instant.

"This person cannot be kept!"

The Yuanying Demon Ancestor of the Wan clan was furious and showed his natal magic treasure.

It was the same black magic sword, but it was even more profound and mysterious than Li Poshan's, and even the surrounding air was dyed into black clouds.

"Hehe, this little thief is indeed a prodigy of the Jinyang Sect's secret teachings. With just an early stage of the Golden Core, he's already capable of taking on our Nascent Soul Demon Ancestor. However, let's stop here."

The Yuanying Demon Ancestor surnamed Wan laughed strangely and immediately used all his strength to summon the Black Demon Sword in his hand.

Then, the Black Demon Sword spun around, and thousands of dark rays of light burst out, rushing towards Chen Xuan madly.

Wherever the black magic light passed, it emitted a strange black color, making people feel as if they were in a dead and silent underworld.

Endless death energy enveloped the surrounding area, devouring all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Some demon cultivators were unable to avoid it and were touched by the black light. Without even being able to make a sound, they were sucked in and became the nourishment of the black demon light, growing stronger.

Chen Xuan raised his head and looked at the black magic sword in the air, and the eyes between his eyebrows became more majestic and cold.

For an instant.

The golden light on the Pure Yang magic sword was shining brightly. The strong divine light dispersed the devilish light and death energy in the sky and slashed directly towards the Yuanying ancestor of the Wan surname.

This sword seemed to have evolved the great Dao of heaven and earth, and there seemed to be a Taoist master chanting softly in the dark.

Suddenly, the two Nascent Soul Demon Ancestors of the He Huan Sect felt an inexplicable sense of terror in their hearts, their hearts beating wildly. They looked at each other, each seeing the fear in the other's eyes.

For beings like them at the Nascent Soul level, there are very few attacks that can threaten their lives.

Even a magical treasure like the seven-colored jade ring in Ye Wanli's hand could only injure them at most, but not take their lives.

However, the Chen Xuan he met today, after displaying the magical power of law of heaven and earth, the sword he used with all his strength was in line with the way of evolution of heaven and earth, which could cut through the flesh and directly reduce them to ashes.

At this moment, the two Nascent Soul Demon Ancestors felt a little confused.

Is this kid in front of me the reincarnation of Dao Zun?

Under crisis.

The Wan clan Yuanying Demon Ancestor did not dare to hold back any longer. He quickly pointed his fingers, and the vast magic power in his body exploded and poured into the Black Demon Sword.

In mid-air, the Black Magic Sword and the Pure Yang Magic Sword intertwined.

boom!
The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

The Pure Yang Magic Sword flew back, and the Black Magic Sword became much dimmer.

"Such a strong sword intent!"

The Yuanying Demon Ancestor of the Wan clan was secretly shocked.

"Luckily, this little thief has just entered the Golden Core Realm. If he were in the Nascent Soul Realm, no, even in the late Golden Core Realm, my Black Demon Sword would probably not be able to withstand it!"

"How could the Jinyang Sect have such a monster! This kind of spiritual weapon technique is clearly from the Xuantian Sect!"

The Yuanying Demon Ancestor of the Wan clan is still afraid.

"Zheng!"

A deafening sword sound came from the sky.

Chen Xuan tightly grasped the Pure Yang Sword in both hands, and with his thousand-foot-tall body, he rushed straight towards the Nascent Soul Demon Ancestor of the Wanxing clan.

No longer driven by divine thoughts, he directly proved his truth with strength and killed the demon baby with the sword!
The expression of the Demon Infant Ancestor surnamed Wan changed drastically.

The sky was filled with the fierce golden light emitted by the Pure Yang Sword, covering the entire sky and filled with a terrifying aura of destruction.

Compared with the sword just now, its power is at least twice as strong!
For a moment, it was as if the golden sun was falling, pressing down on him so hard that he couldn't breathe!

The Demon Infant Ancestor of the Wan clan was suddenly struck by lightning, and a bone-chilling chill rose rapidly.

He smelled death.

"Junior Brother Li, give me a hand!"

He screamed in horror. At this moment, the Wanxing Yuanying Demon Ancestor finally understood why his junior brother Li Poshan failed to capture Chen Xuan!

I simply don’t have that ability!
At this moment, he clearly felt that if he was not careful in his response, he would die here.

My heart was pounding and I was in a state of panic.

Despite this, he still held the Black Magic Sword with both hands and blocked the Pure Yang Magic Sword.

At this time, all the magic techniques are not as direct as powerful attack and defense.

Black air was swirling around the Black Magic Sword, and dark magic light was constantly surging out, as if trying to block the sharp and domineering golden light.

However, this top-grade magic treasure, the Black Magic Sword, which was highly expected by the Wanxing Yuanying Demon Ancestor, was ultimately unable to withstand the vast power of the Pure Yang Magic Sword.

As soon as the two swords came into contact, the dark magic light was melted directly by the golden light like ice and snow being scorched by the scorching sun.

"Junior Brother Li!"

The Wan surnamed Yuanying Demon Ancestor, who smelled the breath of death, shouted loudly.

Li Poshan no longer hesitated, and sprayed a mouthful of blood towards the black magic sword in his hand. The magic light burst out, and he swept Ye Wanli's colorful jade ring away with one sword, and rushed over.

The same hand held the Black Magic Sword and placed it on the Pure Yang Magic Sword.

Thus, a strange scene occurred in the war in Lingyun Fairy City.

The two Nascent Soul Demon Ancestors of the Hehuan Sect tried their best to barely resist the magic sword of Chen Xuan, the Golden Core True Man of the Jinyang Sect.

At this time, Ye Wanli also rushed over.

The colorful jade ring transformed into seven kinds of spiritual weapons, each of which was colorful and dazzling.

However, the two Nascent Soul Demon Ancestors of the Hehuan Sect had simultaneously used the sect's secret magic to escape into the air.

After a few breaths, the two men reappeared a hundred feet away, staring at Chen Xuan with an unbelievable look as if they had seen a ghost.

Ye Wanli did not pursue.

"Wan Ruyi, Li Poshan, do you want to continue fighting?"

The strength of a sect is determined by its highest combat power.

Ten golden elixirs are not as good as one Nascent Soul.

Although the Jinyang Sect in front of him only has one Yuanying Zhenjun, it also has a Jindan Zhenren who is no less powerful than the Yuanying Zhenjun.

The two Nascent Soul Demon Ancestors of the Hehuan Sect looked at each other.

"withdraw!"

At one command, all 100,000 demon cultivators turned around and fled.

There is absolutely no order at all.

"Let them be!"

Ye Wanli's spiritual sense was always locked on the two Nascent Soul Demon Ancestors opposite him.

Wan Ruyi and Li Poshan did not abandon the evil cultivators of the Hehuan Sect and personally stayed to cover their retreat.

And there is no other way to do this.

These demon cultivators are the elite of the Hehuan Sect and must not be lost.

Nine of the ten magic pills have been lost.

But as long as the number of low-level demon cultivators is large enough, they can still quickly accumulate demon pill ancestors using the secret method of the Hehuan Sect. When they can only resist Chen Xuan's powerful attack together, they know in their hearts that the offensive and defensive situation has turned.

In Xuanyuan Continent, Nascent Soul cultivators are not allowed to attack their juniors directly by default. This is the result of mutual balance and restraint.

They are like nuclear bombs. Once they attack the younger generation of the other side, the other side's sect will have no successors, and the fight will end until one side is dead, and both sides will suffer losses.

Unless you have absolute confidence, you can kill the opponent's Nascent Soul cultivator in one blow and destroy their sect.

However, it is not so easy for Nascent Soul cultivators to kill each other.

Each of them has his own unique skills and life-saving trump cards.

Sometimes, even after fighting for several years, it is difficult to determine the winner.

This is also the reason why Ye Wanli indicated that there was no need to pursue the Hehuan Sect's demonic army.

The advantage is mine!

As long as Chen Xuan grows up smoothly and achieves the Nascent Soul stage, he will definitely be the number one person in the Song State.

The Hehuan Sect is just a mere nothing and can be destroyed with one hand!

Now, the most important thing for Jinyang Sect is to recuperate, collect resources for cultivation, and ensure that Chen Xuan achieves the Nascent Soul stage!

……

Xuantian Sect, in front of Lingxiao Immortal City.

The blood mist rolled, the blood energy rose to the sky, and countless demon cultivators from the Blood Spirit Sect surrounded Lingxiao Immortal City.

In front of the battle.

In a blood pool that was a thousand feet long and a hundred feet wide, there were several lonely corpses of Xuantian Sect monks floating in the pool.

All the flesh and blood were gone, leaving only the skeleton.

In the blood pool, blood lotuses are in full bloom, and an old Taoist priest in a red robe with an immortal look is sitting on it.

In Lingxiao Immortal City, surrounded by more than a dozen Jindan Zhenren, Yuanying Zhenjun Tianxiangzi stared at the red-robed old Taoist in the blood pool.

But the blood in the air suddenly absorbed into the body of the red-robed old Taoist priest, and the world became clear. A shadow of a blood demon flashed behind him.

The red-robed Taoist priest slowly opened his eyes.

He said coldly to Tian Xiangzi Zhenjun in Lingxiao Immortal City, "Tian Xiangzi, I haven't seen you for three hundred years. Have you completed your Pure Yang Gong?"

Tian Xiangzi sighed softly.

"Ancestor Xuechi, you devoured the blood and essence of so many cultivators, aren't you afraid of the backlash from the heavens?"

The Blood Pond Patriarch laughed and said, "Heaven's way is unkind, and it treats all things as straw dogs. The way follows nature, and there is no good or evil in the heart! Tian Xiangzi, you are still obsessed with appearances!"

A small blood-red flag flew out from the Blood Pool Ancestor, swelled up in the wind, and covered the sky above Lingxiao Immortal City with lightning speed.

In an instant.

Lingxiao Immortal City was a sea of blood red, and countless violent blood-colored murderous lights, wrapped in a terrifying force that could destroy everything in the world, pressed down layer by layer.

Xuanming Blood Flag!
The natal magic treasure of the Blood Pond Ancestor.

He wants to use this Xuanming Blood Flag to sacrifice all the cultivators in the entire Lingxiao Immortal City!
Tian Xiangzi was on full alert, tightly gripping the magic sword in his hand. With just one step, he crossed a hundred feet and appeared on the city wall.

However, when the two Nascent Soul cultivators were about to fight.

A flying talisman screamed and flew towards the Blood Pool Ancestor.

The Blood Pond Patriarch casually checked the contents of the flying talisman and his face changed drastically.

"The Jinyang Sect is full of experts. There's Chen Xuan, the Golden Core True Person, who single-handedly slew nine demonic pills and fought against the two Nascent Soul Demon Ancestors, Wan Ruyi and Li Poshan. The Hehuan Sect was defeated and retreated. Retreat immediately!"

What is this ghost?

The pupils of the Blood Pool Ancestor shrank as he felt unprecedented shock.

He observed the flying talisman repeatedly.

It is indeed the Blood Spirit Sect’s secret communication talisman.

After just a dozen breaths of thought, he came to a conclusion.

This is true!

If the purpose was to stop him from taking action, the content of the flying talisman didn't have to be so exaggerated.

"It's not uncommon for a Jindan Zhenren to kill nine great demon pills. But he can actually cross a great realm and fight against two Yuanying Demon Ancestors!"

He knew the strength of Wan Ruyi and Li Poshan of the Hehuan Sect.

On par with him.

However, even with the strength of both of them, they failed to kill Chen Xuan quickly, but were defeated and retreated instead.

"It's not that I don't want to, it's that I can't!"

When the Jinyang Sect produced such a genius and evildoer, the two Nascent Soul Demon Ancestors of the Hehuan Sect, as long as they were not stupid, would take action to kill him immediately.

However, in the Jinyang Sect, there is only one Yuanying Zhenjun, Ye Wanli.

Even so, they were defeated and had to withdraw.

One can imagine how powerful Chen Xuan is.

The Blood Pond Ancestor took a deep look at Lingxiao Immortal City.

No matter how unwilling you are, you have to retreat first.

If the Jinyang Sect came to the aid of the Xuantian Sect, he, as the Nascent Soul Demon Ancestor, would be able to escape safely.

All the elite demon cultivators from the Blood Spirit Sect that they brought with them would be killed here.

"withdraw!"

The Xuanming Blood Flag flew back.

This time, it was not an attack, but a cover for the Blood Spirit Sect's demonic army and a quick withdrawal.

On Lingxiao City.

Wuxiangzi and the Jindan Zhenren in the city were stunned.

"What tricks is the Blood Spirit Sect pulling off?" (End of this chapter)