Primordial Era: I am the Bull Demon King, the First Demon of All Time

Chapter 63 I'll kill you, then take your purple aura!

Around this energy dragon, there are also rings of Dao patterns.

As the magic power continued to be activated, the energy dragon, which was originally only a few meters long, instantly grew to over a hundred feet in size, rushing towards the pouring ghost fire.

The ghostly flames emanating from the Spirit Pivot Lamp exuded a sinister aura, while the hundreds-of-zhang-long dragon possessed an extremely strong and yang energy.

The ghostly flames and the energy dragon collided in mid-air, but made no sound.

The two seem to be devouring and dissolving each other.

A moment later, the ghostly flames and the energy dragon gradually shrank in the air and finally dissipated in mid-air above Yin Mountain.

Chen Jing was still somewhat wary of these ghostly flames, which were eerie and unsettling.

If it touches something, the fire will cling to it like a maggot, until it burns everything it touches.

However, as the most yin fire, it is naturally restrained when facing this powerful yang energy dragon.

As for whether it's Yang overcoming Yin, or Yin overcoming Yang, that depends on their respective methods.

He watched as the ghostly flames he released dissipated into the world after colliding with his energy dragon.

The expressions on Ran Deng's face were incredibly varied.

The disciple of the Jie Sect in front of him had given him too many surprises; this Netherworld Ghost Fire could be said to be his strongest attack method.

If it were anyone else in the primordial world, they would definitely avoid this Netherworld Ghost Fire like the plague, but this disciple of the Jie Sect actually blocked it with his own strength.

This made him somewhat doubtful about just how profound the magical power within this disciple of the Jie Sect, who was only at the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, truly was.

Who exactly is the peak of the Great Luo Golden Immortal? At this moment, even Randeng had such a misconception.

In fact, although Chen Jing is only at the late stage of the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, don't forget that he is the only person in the prehistoric world besides Dao Ancestor Hongjun who has reached the ninth level of the Flower Blooming Realm.

Even though he was also a late-stage Great Luo Golden Immortal, his primordial spirit and magical power were several times more profound than others.

After glancing at Chen Jing, Randeng realized that he probably had no way to deal with this disciple of the Jie Sect.

Although I covet that magical treasure and his body-refining technique, I still need to have enough strength to defeat him.

It is obvious that Ran Deng does not have that capability.

A hint of resentment appeared on Ran Deng's face; he had been at this level long enough.

He had hoped that understanding the Yin Yun Ancestor's Way of Death might help him break through to the Quasi-Saint realm, but now that hope was dashed.

After staring at Chen Jing for a long time and struggling with his inner turmoil, Randeng turned and left.

In his view, he had already used his strongest methods, but he still didn't know enough about Chen Jing's background.

If this continues, not only will he not be able to obtain the spiritual treasure and cultivation technique, but his life may also be in danger.

Watching Randeng leave, Chen Jing breathed a long sigh of relief. Although Randeng was helpless against him, he was just as helpless against Randeng.

After entering the cave and putting away the golden treasure chest, Chen Jing opened it directly.

"Congratulations, host, you have opened the Golden Treasure Chest and received ten million merits."

A beautiful voice rang in Chen Jing's mind.

Ten million merits are not much for Chen Jing now, but he has no merits left at all.

After being injured in the East China Sea last time, I recovered by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

At that time, Chen Jing felt that he should save some merit for future needs.

After leaving Yinshan, Chen Jing did not stay there for long and flew eastward.

Beside Yinshan Mountain lies the Sea of ​​Blood, and further west from the Sea of ​​Blood is Lingshan, the sacred site of the two Western Saints.

Even after becoming saints, Zhunti and Jieyin remained unchanged in their ways. Despite their saintly status, they always engaged in petty and underhanded activities. Chen Jing had no desire to encounter these two saints and would prefer to leave as soon as possible.

On this day, Chen Jing was flying when suddenly, the heavens and earth shook.

"boom!"

A loud explosion rang out in the distance, followed by a terrifying shockwave that swept in.

Before Chen Jing could react, he was blasted away by the shockwave.

"Holy crap, what the hell?!"

The terrifying shockwave struck him, and even his body, which was at the fifth level of Xuan Gong, felt a sharp pain.

After flying backwards for thousands of meters, the Bull Demon King gradually regained his footing.

The blue Taoist robe he was wearing had been reduced to ashes by the shockwave.

In other words, Chen Jing is now completely exposed.

After landing from the sky, Chen Jing smiled awkwardly, waved his Taoist robe, and put on another blue Taoist robe.

Then, a murderous look appeared on Chen Jing's face. Fortunately, there was no one around, otherwise he would have lost face big time.

His immense divine sense swept towards the direction from which the shockwave originated. He wanted to see who was fighting that had caused him to suffer innocently, and he was determined to confront them.

As soon as the scene tens of thousands of meters away entered Chen Jing's mind, Chen Jing instantly wilted.

After Chen Jing's divine sense saw the scene tens of thousands of meters away, his murderous aura vanished instantly, and he immediately did something.

He used the Qiankun Mirror to conceal his entire aura.

Within his consciousness, four beings with terrifying auras were locked in a fierce battle.

Among them was a figure he knew well and had always kept in his heart: the Heavenly Emperor Di Jun.

The aura emanating from these four figures was terrifying beyond measure, undoubtedly indicating that they were four Quasi-Saint level beings.

After concealing his presence, Chen Jing stopped using his divine sense and instead focused his gaze on the battlefield.

After cultivating the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique, his physical body was greatly enhanced, and of course, his eyesight also improved to a terrifying level.

There was no problem with taking in the scenery within tens of thousands of meters.

After observing for a while, Chen Jing finally understood the situation on the battlefield.

Moreover, he also learned what these people were doing.

It was that momentous event that shocked the primordial world: the four Quasi-Saints of the Demon Clan ambushed Hongyun, plotting to seize the Primordial Purple Qi.

Just after Di Jun descended to the mortal realm and was driven away by Nuwa, Kunpeng sacrificed himself to kill Hong Yun. Di Jun immediately understood and gathered the power of the demon race to investigate Hong Yun's fate.

With the power of hundreds of millions of demons, they quickly discovered that Hongyun was in his good friend Zhen Yuanzi's Wuzhuang Temple.

Upon learning this news, Di Jun and the others could only wait for Hong Yun to emerge.

They only wanted to seize the Primordial Purple Qi, not to fight to the death. Although Hongyun had always been known as a kind-hearted person in the prehistoric world, his strength could not be denied.

If Zhen Yuanzi, who was holding the Earth Book, were also included, it would be really difficult for the four of them to snatch this Primordial Purple Qi.