Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 162: One sword cuts through the darkness and dawn!

The sea of ​​clouds reaches the sky, outside the Butian Peak.

At first glance, the gloomy sky seemed empty, but in fact, the Foundation Establishment Realm was already full of people, with seven or eight real people squatting in it.

"Hey? You're here too?"

"Join in the fun."

"Together."

Several Saint Sect masters stood together and communicated happily. Everyone had a warm smile on their face, as if they were brothers with sincere feelings.

"How long has Wu Cang been in there?"

"It's been almost an incense stick. The mid-stage is fighting the early stage. There won't be any accidents. The formation is also set up. When he comes out, we will knock him out immediately!"

"He has really offended Yuan Tu this time."

"Wait until Wu Cang has snatched the things out, then we'll snatch back the Zhenjun's handwritten letter. During this time, we'll take a few peeks at it, and then throw all the consequences on Wu Cang."

"If you ask me, Wu Cang is far inferior to Yuan Tu. Although they both came to us with their skills, Yuan Tu has clearly grasped the true essence of our Holy Sect. On the contrary, Wu Cang has been unable to change his nature as a casual cultivator. He is evil but not treacherous. This is the nature of his life. He has many hard times ahead of him."

Several Saint Sect masters spoke eloquently and seemed very calm.

Obviously, Wu Cang thought his actions were secretive, but how could he possibly hide them from those with ulterior motives? It was just that everyone needed a shield.

But at this moment——

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the immortals in the foundation-building realm all looked up, only to see that the Butian Peak was shaking slightly, and faintly cast a magnificent and colorful light.

"It can actually make a noise?"

Now, some Saint Sect True Immortals were truly curious: "What is this Wu Cang doing? A mid-stage cultivator is beating an early-stage cultivator, and he can actually make people make sounds?"

"Is this how despicable a casual cultivator is?"

"Not really. Although Wu Cang's scheming is average and he doesn't know how to manipulate cause and effect, he does have some fighting skills, at least at a mid-level level."

"So he's not too weak?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the Saint Sect masters present fell silent for an instant. Their expressions changed, and when they looked towards Butian Peak again, there was a hint of shock in their eyes.

At the same time, inside Butian Peak.

Lu Yang held the [Avici Sword] upside down in one hand, still not stopping the input of mana, while with the other hand he used his magical powers and uttered a sound of Taoism:
"Insects feed on Qi, destroying all desires!"

[Know right from wrong]!
When this command was delivered, all the Qi-eating insects were blessed. Their mortal bodies unexpectedly gained some mysterious power of foundation building, and their power suddenly increased dramatically.

"Damn bugs!"

Wu Cang frowned upon seeing this. He wasn't afraid of these Qi-eating insects. So what if they cost him 140 million? He could still kill them all by expending a great deal of his mana to activate his innate magical powers. However, that would inevitably cost him a lot of mana and delay his progress considerably.

Thinking of this, he looked at Lu Yang again.

To be precise, he took a look at the [Avici Sword] that Lu Yang was holding upside down behind his back, and his spiritual sense sensed a fatal threat from it.

'We must not be held back!'

In an instant, Wu Cang had made his decision and made a hand gesture with one hand.

With this movement, a strange change suddenly occurred in the towering tree that was transformed from his Taoist foundation, and a spark actually ignited in the treetop.

In a blink of an eye, the spark turned into a raging fire!

The entire treetop turned into a huge fireball, and the red flames illuminated the sky. Even with the blessing of the formation, it was almost impossible to cover up its brilliance!

"【No South Run】!"

In an instant, wood died and fire was born, turning the world into one furnace. Lu Yang was in it and even felt that even the breathing from his mouth and nose was mixed with burning pain.

"It's a natural magical power!" Lu Yang's brows were activated with the Heavenly Observation Instrument, and precious light shone through. In an instant, he understood the details of the other party's magical power.

"It's very similar to Fulong Arhat's [Fire Dragon]. This is the Qi of [Yanfeng] in the Tiangang position, also known as 'Jia Wood', a precious tree of pure Yang."

But there is a difference between Wu Cang and Fulong Luohan.

The [Fire Dragon] of Fulong Luohan is the result of the intersection of Tiangang [Yanfeng] and Disha [Zhixu]. Tiangang is the main one, and its essence is that earth and wood produce fire.

However, [Bu Nanben] is different.

This innate magical power is the result of the combination of Tiangang [Yanfeng] and Disha [Dunzhang], which means: Fire depends on wood for its birth, and when fire is strong, the wood will burn!

The image of the magical power just echoed Wu Cang's [Panlong Shenmu Daoji]. At this moment, he used wood to sacrifice fire, and the flames he stimulated were extremely fierce, known as "Heavenly Furnace Fire". Any magical power or magic weapon of the wood element would only end up being reduced to ashes under this flame.

Wow!
The Qi-eating insects in the sky almost swallowed the flame head-on and turned into ashes in an instant. However, the raging fire did not seem to weaken at all.

As Wu Cang made a gesture and pointed his finger, flames came from the air!

Almost at the same time, the spell in Wu Cang's hand changed, and the [Panlong Baoshan Tree] behind him bloomed and bore fruit again, but this time the fruits were one green and one gold.

"go with!"

The next second, two fruits fell from the treasure tree, and they also produced two mysterious rays, which combined with the "Heavenly Furnace Fire" to cover Lu Yang!
These are the three mysteries of Wu Cang's innate magical power, the [Panlong Baoshan Tree]. The red fruit is called "Wood Fire" and can burn and kill Dharma bodies. The green fruit is called "Pantao Kernel" and can be fixed into shape, making it difficult for people to escape. The golden fruit is called "Dragon Scale Seed" and can invigorate Qi, greatly increasing the power of the magical power.

The innate magical power, three mysterious paths.

One main attack, one main control, one gain, none of which involve cause and effect or destiny, all aiming to maximize the destructive power of the magical powers!
For a moment, the sky and the earth were both bright and dark.

With Wu Cang as the dividing line, in front is the "Heavenly Furnace Fire" with burning clouds piercing the sky, illuminating the world as if it were noon, but behind is the dark moon and strong wind, it is the middle of the night.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yang finally sighed.

The next second, the fire touched his body!

Then something happened that made Wu Cang dumbfounded. He saw Lu Yang shaking his sleeves, and his magic power seemed to be natural, and he actually threw the flames out!

This response was extremely cool.

His control over the magic power was so exquisite that it was difficult to describe. Wu Cang was almost stunned and subconsciously drove the flames towards him.

Then he easily shook it off.

'How is this possible!? '

Wu Cang didn't believe it and once again urged the flames to force Lu Yang forward. This time, Lu Yang was no longer as calm as the previous two times and instantly turned into a fire man.

In an instant, Lu Yang's entire body was burned by the "Heavenly Furnace Fire" until his skin and flesh burst open, revealing his flawless white jade bones. His chest, lungs, and spleen were all engulfed in the flowing fire, burning through his lungs. For a moment, even the breath he exhaled was tinged with sparks. This time, he was almost severely injured by Wu Cang's blow!
However, at this moment, a laugh came from the fire.

".Oh!"

Amidst the raging flames, Lu Yang raised his head, grinned, and his ignited eyes stared straight at Wu Cang like two suns.

The [Avici Sword] in his hand trembled slightly.

This gold-eating beast has been devouring his magic power since the beginning of the war, and only now did it finally give some response, as if it was finally full.

Lu Yang looked up at Wu Cang and shouted, "Kill!"

[Knowing Right from Wrong] was activated, just like the emperor speaking in a hall, his words were followed by law, and the brilliant golden magical power was instantly bestowed on the Avici Sword.

The next second, Lu Yang had already raised the [Avici Sword]!
I saw a blood-colored golden light, as if heaven and earth were divided into two, and yin and yang were separated. The sky, which was originally illuminated by the fire of Li, showed the color of dusk and dawn, but now it was cut in half by a sword!

One sword cuts through the day and night!

This sword not only exploded objects, but also directly cut through spirituality. The "Heavenly Furnace Fire" that was cut open by it made a loud bang, and then lost its original spiritual power. It turned into ordinary fire in an instant and dissipated, revealing the figure of Wu Cang hidden behind the flames.

Wu Cang's eyes were wide open and blood was gushing out of his mouth and nose.

On his body, there was a visible sword mark on his waist and abdomen. The flesh and blood gradually split apart as time passed, and he was actually cut in half!
(End of this chapter)