wicked immortal

Facing everyone's puzzled expressions, Zhao Yuan didn't answer, and stood up with his long robe fluttering.

evil spirits!

What surprised Zhao Yuan was that when he summoned Hua Toutuo's evil spirit, he encountered resistance. This vague resistance surprised Zhao Yuan, and he quickly escaped into the gods of the Lingtai world to observe, and only then did he understand.

It turned out that during the Battle of Crocodile Lake, the evil spirit swallowed the soul of the monster crocodile Sobek and was "digesting".

The so-called digestion of the evil spirit is actually eating too much, and the reaction becomes dull. It needs a process. After all, the demon crocodile Sobek is an ancient god, and its soul is not comparable to that of ordinary practitioners.

The moment Zhao Yuan saw the evil spirit, he froze.

At this time, the evil spirit has nothing to do with Hua Toutuo, and not only the appearance has changed, but inside, there is a cold ferocity and strength, and the murderous aura is even more majestic.

In fact, the evil spirit of Hua Toutuo can no longer be called the evil spirit of Hua Toutuo, because, in the past few years, Zhao Yuan fought in the north and south, not only killed countless masters, but the evil spirit also swallowed hundreds of thousands of capable people. Conquer the souls of enemy soldiers who are good at fighting.

Zhao Yuan himself didn't know that the evil spirits he raised had reached an unprecedented level, because in the cultivation world, no one's evil spirits had devoured such a huge number of souls, and all of them rushed to kill in the sea of ​​corpses and blood soldier soul.

The appearance of the evil spirit has changed, from a refined scholar to a dignified and mighty soldier, with a dark armor on his body, shining with a strange light.

Zhao Yuan looked carefully and found that the armor was actually the scale armor on the monster crocodile.

Usually, evil spirits are illusory and vicious souls, and Zhao Yuan raised evil spirits, because he swallowed too many powerful souls, including some masters, and began to change from invisible to tangible.

Of course, whether the evil spirit is tangible or not is also a matter of Zhao Yuan's thought, because he is always an evil spirit raised by Zhao Yuan and has no thoughts of his own. He will appear in whatever form Zhao Yuan needs him. ...

……

Looking at the majestic body of the evil spirit, Zhao Yuan marveled secretly. It reminded him of Ares, the god of war summoned by General Gore. It seemed that the two were very similar.

Zhao Yuan injected a wave of spiritual energy into the evil spirit to help the evil spirit "digest" the powerful soul of the crocodile Sobek. The appearance of the evil spirit became taller and burlier, but between his brows, there was a faint black flame boiling. , the expression on his face was even more filled with a chilling viciousness.

Just when a stick of incense was not available, Zhao Yuan helped the evil spirit digest the powerful soul of the crocodile Sobek. When he turned around to see Long Zifei and his party, he was stunned. At this time, the four men pulled out With a long sword at his waist and a painful expression on his face, it seemed that he was desperately restraining the killing heart in his heart.

Leng Qing didn't seem to be having a good time either, she stared at Zhao Yuan obsessively, the Rizhao Divine Furnace was already in her hands, and the murderous aura boiled between the golden glow...

……

There is no longer any delay!

Zhao Yuan didn't hesitate anymore, and summoned the evil spirit.

In order to prevent everyone from discovering that he was raising evil spirits, Zhao Yuan made the evil spirits appear in an invisible medium. When the evil spirits came out of the Lingtai world, it was like a hurricane sweeping past.

A strange scene appeared.

The originally boundless scenery suddenly became clear. The canyons on both sides revealed steep cliffs. The most amazing thing is that even the stone paths on the ground disappeared, replaced by weeds, gravel, thorns all over.

Could it be that it was cracked like this?

Although the evil spirit broke the magic sound formation, Zhao Yuan didn't know the reason. Of course, Zhao Yuan was not a pushover, so he didn't bother to think too much. There is no explanation at all.

Zhao Yuan checked the evil spirit, and found that this seemingly simple trip had yielded a lot of rewards for the evil spirit, sweeping away the souls trapped in the Magic Sound Valley, and the evil spirit became stronger and stronger. In the human form, the skin Warm and full of elasticity, no different from human beings...

"Ah...Zhao Yuan, have you broken the magic sound array?"

At this time, everyone had already woken up, seeing that the surrounding scenery had returned to the same state, they immediately understood.

"Yes." Zhao Yuan nodded.

"Zhao Yuan, you are so powerful, even the magic sound array was broken by you!" Leng Qing exclaimed, and looked at Zhao Yuan adoringly, her eyes were extremely fanatical.

Everyone saw that Zhao Yuan didn't intend to elaborate, so they didn't ask any further questions, and continued to walk the unfinished canyon.

Along the way, there are fallen human corpses everywhere. From those corpses, it can be seen that they fought fiercely before they died.

Seeing the shocking corpses along the way, everyone couldn't help but feel lingering fear. If it wasn't for Zhao Yuan, they would have become one of them in a short time.

After walking for more than an hour, finally, they walked out of this huge canyon full of dangers.

Out of the canyon, there is a majestic and majestic mountain on the side. Looking up, you can't see the top of the mountain at all, only the lingering clouds and mist.

It seems that this mountain is Kuaiji Mountain.

According to the sheepskin map, the treasure cave is halfway up the mountain.Because the treasure map only pointed out the general direction, everyone had no clue about the direction, so they climbed straight to the mountain peak.

The mountain wind howled, the clouds steamed and the mist surged. When everyone went up the mountain, they realized that this Kuaiji Mountain was many times larger than they had imagined. They chose a mountain path at random. Looking at it, it is as straight as a sharp knife, piercing obliquely above the blue sky!

"Brother Zhao, there is a Taoist temple ahead!" Leng Qing suddenly yelled.

At this time, everyone has seen it.

Rows upon rows of Taoist temples are like beehives embedded on the cliffs cut by knives and axes. The plank road in front of the caves is winding and winding.

Zhao Yuan looked up and led the crowd up the mountain along the endless stone steps.

Running across the mountain is a dead horse.

Everyone saw that the Taoist temple was close in front of them, but they climbed for several hours. When the sun was setting, they arrived in front of the Taoist temple.

The first thing people approached was a hall with a gold plaque hanging on it, which read "Zhenwu Hall".

The Taoist temple in front of the Zhenwu Hall stretches for hundreds of feet, with heavy black tiles, mottled white walls, arched narrow and long door openings, and smooth jade-like stone steps all printed in the long white clouds, like a painting full of classical feelings. The Jiangnan ink painting scroll is heavy and distant, which makes people imagine.

Arriving at the courtyard of Zhenwu Hall, everyone walked around, but they didn't find a single person.

Taking a closer look, I found that the Zhenwu Hall looked majestic and majestic, but in fact it was already dilapidated and overgrown with weeds. The roof ridges in many places had collapsed. In the hall, spiders were airtight. As soon as they walked in, countless flies flew out. The bats step on the dust on the ground, leaving clear footprints immediately.

"Brother Zhao, it seems that there are no cultivators living here anymore." Long Zifei said.

"You live in this prehistoric area, don't you know there is a Taoist temple here?" Zhao Yuan asked with a puzzled look.

"Brother Zhao, the prehistoric area is very big. There are mountains like Kuaiji Mountain that exceed [-] people. Let alone disciples like us, even those elders who are cultivators may not be able to set foot in every place. After passing through many dangerous places, not only the Crocodile God Lake, but also the Magic Sound Valley, those who can reach here are all peerless masters, we don’t know, it’s only natural..."

"Didn't the elders of your sect mention it?"

"Lingyao Mountain, Crocodile God Lake and Magic Sound Valley have been mentioned, and we are warned not to enter, but no one has mentioned this Taoist temple that stretches for several miles." Hua Tian shook his head.

"Brother Zhao, most of the cultivators in the prehistoric area actually live in the fringe areas of the prehistoric area, and they still maintain a certain amount of contact with the Great Qin Empire, because the sect needs to purchase some daily necessities and recruit disciples. There are a lot of ancient formations in the prehistoric area, and there are many dangers and traps everywhere, so very few sects have penetrated here..."

"Strange..." Zhao Yuan muttered to himself.

"Brother Zhao, what's the matter?" Leng Qing relied on herself as a woman, and she was more courageous than Long Zifei and the big men. If she had any questions, she asked them directly.

"These Taoist temples are all barren and dilapidated. They don't even have any popularity, and they don't even have any monster aura. Could it be that there are no monsters who want to occupy such a treasured place of geomantic omen?"

"That's right..."

Everyone looked at me and looked at you with doubts on their faces. After all, there are more than tens of thousands of monsters in this prehistoric area, and some mountains are full of monsters. Although the location is not a dragon's vein, it is a treasured place of geomantic omen, and there are usually monsters entrenched.

Could it be that there is a more powerful existence here?

Everyone became inexplicably nervous.

"Since we're here, we can't care too much, let's go!"

Long Zifei and his group glanced at each other, then walked forward behind Zhao Yuan.Now that they have arrived at Kuaiji Mountain, they are unwilling to let them return without success.

After walking for hundreds of feet, we arrived at the Wuji Hall, surrounded by vermilion railings, with black glazed tiles, two-story cornices, double bucket arches, finely carved algae wells in the pavilion, four round stone pillars decorated with auspicious clouds, and golden dragons painted on them. The front of the hall is divided into nine steps, with double eaves and nine ridges. Under the eaves, dozens of giant stone pillars with lotus thrones stand upright. The shallow carvings of dragons and clouds, and the staggered brackets are dark and sacred, majestic and majestic.