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Chapter 175 As long as you are not familiar with each other, it cannot be considered as killing the familiar!
The formation was in operation, and a milky white halo bloomed from the jade floor. Even after so many years, it was still spotless.

A middle-aged man sat cross-legged on the jade floor of the palace, with his five hearts facing the sky.

His back was straight, and his bulging muscles made his brown clothes a little tight.

The burly body gives people a sense of extreme strength, as if this is not a human, but a real dragon about to awaken!

His eyes were as bright as golden lamps, and his gaze was as sharp as a sword and lightning, terrifying and intimidating.

The most masculine and masculine aura permeated the entire palace.

Jiang Chuan, Nangong Chang and Xiang Donglai were suddenly shocked.

Nine realms!

A ninth-level cultivator who has successfully survived the thunder tribulation and transformed his magic power into pure yang immortal power!
"Didn't they say that the jailers of Jiuyuan Prison had all withdrawn from Jiuyuan Prison when the Immortal Phoenix launched a dying counterattack? How come there is still a Ninth Realm cultivator here?!" Xiang Donglai widened his eyes.

"Senior, the three of us were searching for fortune and stumbled into this place by mistake. We had no intention of disturbing your quiet cultivation."

Jiang Chuan clasped his fists and said, "Please forgive me, Senior."

If it was the seventh realm, Jiang Chuan might be ready to draw his sword and chop people, but he really couldn't beat the ninth realm!
Nangong Chang grabbed Jiangchuan and Xiang Donglai's shoulders and pulled them back: "Jiangchuan, Donglai, since the senior hasn't said anything, I guess he has forgiven us. Let's go."

Jiang Chuan and Xiang Donglai immediately turned around and left with Nangong Chang.

"and many more."

The sudden sound startled Jiang Chuan, Xiang Donglai and Nangong Chang.

Jiang Chuan heaved a sigh of relief when he realized it was the Ziyun Patriarch standing on his shoulder who had spoken. "Ancestor, why are you speaking so suddenly? You scared me to death."

Patriarch Ziyun turned to look at the middle-aged man in the palace: "I found that this guy doesn't seem to be alive."

"Old Ancestor, don't joke around."

Jiang Chuan didn't believe what Patriarch Ziyun said at all.

"The Jiuyuan Dynasty was established over a hundred thousand years ago. Without becoming an immortal, what cultivator could possibly withstand the erosion of a hundred thousand years?"

Nangong Chang and Xiang Donglai nodded.

"It's the primordial spirit of a cultivator that can't resist the erosion of time. What does that have to do with the physical body? After a cultivator dies, isn't it common for their physical body to transform into a zombie?"

As Patriarch Ziyun spoke, he jumped up and landed in front of the middle-aged man in the palace.

When Jiang Chuan and the other two saw this scene, their hearts jumped into their throats.

In his life, the Purple Cloud Ancestor angered the Ninth Realm cultivator in front of him.

After a moment, the middle-aged man sitting cross-legged remained motionless.

"I told you this was a dead man, but you didn't believe me. What a terrifying sword strike!"

Patriarch Ziyun walked behind the man with cat-like steps.

Jiangchuan and the other two looked at each other, then walked into the palace together and came behind the middle-aged man.

A tiny sword mark appeared in the eyes of Jiang Chuan and the other two.

"What a fast sword!" Nangong Chang was shocked.

"I'm afraid that in the entire Qingyuan Realm, only the Sword Palace Master Fang Qingting can stab with this sword!"

In Jiangchuan's perception, the middle-aged man seemed to be still alive, and his body was still absorbing and exhaling the vital energy of heaven and earth.

Combined with the fact that the middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged with his five hearts facing the sky, it shows that he was practicing cultivation during his lifetime.

The sword entered the brain, pierced through the sea of ​​consciousness, and killed the middle-aged man's soul. It was so fast that the middle-aged man had no reaction and did not even stop practicing.

"No, Fang Qingting can't stab out with this sword either."

Nangong Chang stared at Jianhen intently: "Because Fang Qingting would never attack from behind. Or rather, a sword cultivator would never attack from behind!"

"It's really strange. Even a cultivator at the ninth level couldn't react in time. It must have taken a cultivator at the tenth level to execute this attack."

Jiang Chuan touched his chin and said, "How could a tenth-level sword cultivator sneak attack a ninth-level cultivator?"

"No matter why the Tenth Realm Sword Cultivator would attack this Ninth Realm Senior."

Xiang Donglai's eyes lit up. "But this Ninth Realm senior clearly has extraordinary attainments in his physical body. He might even be a physical cultivator. The physical body of a Ninth Realm physical cultivator is a priceless treasure!"

"What are you waiting for?"

Patriarch Ziyun immediately controlled his own body, the Qi Gourd, to collect the physical body of the Ninth Realm cultivator in front of him.

Jiang Chuan grabbed the Yiqi Gourd and said, "Old Ancestor, don't kill the familiar!"

"Nangong Chang and Xiang Donglai and I are not familiar with each other, so how can this be considered killing an acquaintance?" asked the Purple Cloud Patriarch.

Jiangchuan: "."

So, you're going to kill them regardless of whether they are familiar or not?

Abbot Kongming, where are you?

Can you bring Ziyun back to Bodhi Temple?
In the end, Nangong Chang was quick-witted and quick-handed, and he used a mid-grade Taoist artifact, the White Crane Banner, to capture the middle-aged monk's body.

[You are all very excited to have obtained the body of a ninth-level cultivator.]

You continue to advance deeper into the palace, and soon, skeletons appear before your three eyes.

[These bones are large and small, but without exception, they were all killed by the sword energy.]

[Among the bones, you found many scriptures and magical powers.]

[Most of the magical powers in the scriptures such as "Hundred Forged Golden Body", "Dragon Blood Battle Body", and "Ultra Purple Tyrant Body" are related to body refining.]

[This is a surprise to you, Nangong Chang, and Xiang Donglai. Body cultivators are notorious for consuming a lot of resources.]

In order to cultivate your body to the level of a top-grade treasure, you successively refined Earth Milk, Seven-Colored Divine Dragon Blood, the Quasi-Immortal Qilin Purple Qi Pill, and the Heavenly Demon Stone.

[These treasures combined are more than enough to exchange for two low-grade Taoist artifacts.] [The Nine Abyss Prison is essentially a cave world. To prevent the Immortal Phoenix from escaping, the jailers are strictly prohibited from entering or leaving.]

[It is difficult to send cultivation resources from the outside world into it.]

[Practicing physical training without the resources to cultivate is tantamount to cutting off one's own path forward.]

Nangong Chang speculated that the precious medicine refined by the ancient sages using the flesh and blood of the Immortal Phoenix had actually been successful long ago.

[However, these precious medicines were secretly withheld by the jailers of Jiuyuan Prison. They were used for their own cultivation and that of their descendants.]

Xiang Donglai believes that if the precious medicine had been successfully refined earlier, then it would be a match.

[Becoming an immortal requires overcoming the immortal tribulation. Although sword cultivators possess immense killing power, their bodies are not particularly strong.]

If a physical body is destroyed during the Immortal Tribulation, then the soul is at risk of being annihilated by the thunder tribulation.

[Therefore, they snatched precious medicines to improve their physical bodies in order to survive the calamity of becoming an immortal.]

[You don't quite agree with Nangong Chang and Xiang Donglai's opinions.]

[Let's not talk about how this unknown Tenth Realm Sword Cultivator entered the Nine Abyss Prison. After the Middle Ages, there were only three Tenth Realm Sword Cultivators who could transcend the tribulation and become immortals, including the three paths of immortals, demons, and other paths.]

[Without exception, all three perished during the Immortal Tribulation, and according to ancient records, they did not display any signs of powerful physical bodies.]

[Putting aside your doubts, you, Nangong Chang, and Xiang Donglai continue searching the remaining palaces.]

[You didn't find any treasures in the remaining palaces.]

[At this moment, the sound transmission note Meng Luoshu gave you lights up.]

[A lake filled with the power of the yin, protected by a large formation, was discovered.]

【Yuan means deep pool or pond.】

[A lake filled with the power of the Taiyin has a high probability of being the center of the Jiuyuan Prison formation.]

[You are overjoyed and immediately fly towards the small world where Meng Luoshu and the others are.]

[Two days later, you arrive at an area shrouded in Taiyin fog.]

[Besides Mu Bingyun, Lu Chenling and the other three, there are also several princes and princesses of the Jiuyuan Imperial Family and many cultivators.]

"The treasure will be revealed to those who are destined to receive it. I see that none of you are destined to receive it. Therefore, it is better for you to leave." Xiang Donglai directly issued an order to expel them.

"Brother Xiang is right."

Meng Luoshu chuckled, and Lu Chenling and Mu Bingyun's slender hands had already grasped the hilts of the swords in their hands.

"Jiang Chuan, I know you are all geniuses from various factions, but you are not invincible!"

Li Xuan, the fifth prince of the Jiuyuan Dynasty, wearing a silver crown, a white dragon robe and a fair face, looked at Jiang Chuan who fell from the sky.

Although Jiang Chuan didn't say anything, everyone present knew it.

Xiang Donglai and Meng Luoshu both follow Jiang Chuan's lead!

Jiang Chuan stood with his hands behind his back and said proudly, "Although I am still far from being invincible, it will not be difficult for me to kill you all."

"The young generation nowadays are so arrogant!"

The old woman with silver hair and green clothes standing next to Li Xuan spoke slowly, and when she looked at Jiang Chuan, there was an unconcealable murderous intent in her eyes.

Jiang Chuan asked, "Which princess of the Jiuyuan Dynasty are you?"

The old woman replied, "I am not a princess, but an old woman who has served the Empress for many years. Everyone in the palace calls me Granny Yin'an."

"Queen?"

Jiang Chuan raised his eyebrows: "Li Yuejiao sent you?"

"The Princess did not ask me to kill you."

Granny Yin'an raised her palm, which was as dry as a dead tree. "But she grew up under my watch. If you don't die, the eldest princess will die. We happened to meet today, so I don't want to miss this God-given opportunity."

"Jiangchuan, do you need me to call the elders?" Xiang Donglai whispered.

"If it was Ximen Qing, I would still be a little wary, but killing a seventh-level cultivator whose energy and blood are declining and who is about to die is a piece of cake for me."

Jiang Chuan clenched his five fingers and punched out.

Treasure Mountain Seal!
The phantom of a treasure mountain that towered over the sky appeared out of thin air, like a real treasure mountain, smashing through the void and crashing into Grandma Yin'an and others.

Grandma Yin'an slapped out with her palm, and the palm print turned into a huge palm a hundred feet high, colliding with the shadow of Baoshan.

Boom!

A deafening sound sounded.

At the same time, a Taoist body rushed out from Grandma Yin'an's slightly hunched body.

A silver Taoist figure, with a crescent moon on his head, wearing a colorful robe embroidered with silver phoenixes, fairy grass, and flowers, holding a silver halo full of cracks.

When Grandma Yin'an shattered the Treasure Mountain Seal, the Silver Taoist Body immediately took action.

A silver light wheel full of cracks flew out from the Taoist's hand and smashed towards Jiangchuan.

The art of returning to emptiness!
One by one, immortal talismans appeared between Jiangchuan's palms and fingers.

Jiang Chuan clenched his five fingers, and the immortal talisman absorbed the power of nothingness in the void. Wisps of immortal light rose up and turned into a fist print. He raised his fist to meet the silver halo.

The moment the fist collided with the silver halo, the area in contact with the fist print was directly eroded by the power of nothingness and completely turned into nothingness.

Grandma Yin'an widened her eyes, a look of disbelief on her face.

"What kind of magical power is this?!"

Although she was just as Jiang Chuan said, with her Qi and blood exhausted and nearing the end of her life, and even her Dao body was beginning to be destroyed, she was, after all, a cultivator of the seventh realm!
But now, she suffered a great loss at the hands of a fourth-level cultivator who was not even a fraction of her age!
"Go down and ask Master Long Bian!"

(End of this chapter)