Bone Taoist

Chapter 698: Soul Chasing Life
In the Valley of Gods and Demons, there is constant war.

Half a year had passed since Ye Zang first arrived. The atmosphere here between the two weeks of monks was getting more and more tense. The secret sites of various parties were filled with blood, corpses were everywhere, and the stench was overwhelming.

Compared with the Nascent Soul Secret Treasure, the Golden Core Secret Treasure was even more fierce. It was a sea of ​​blood and corpses, because the Golden Core Secret Treasure occupied 80% of the God and Demon Rift Valley, and the number of Golden Core cultivators who came here from the two continents was thousands of times that of the Nascent Soul cultivators. The place was already filled with blood and energy that could not be dispersed.

It can be said that nearly half of the Nascent Soul cultivators in Dongsheng and Tianming came here to seize opportunities.

There are already more than a dozen secret storages of Nascent Souls, dormant in the evil energy of the earth's veins, rushing out with a roar.

On the Tianming side, if it weren't for the emergency at the Beixuan border, I'm afraid the disciples of the Corpse Demon Sect, Daotian Island, and Wuji Palace would also rush here to seek opportunities for fortune.

At this moment, deep in the secret treasure, in the ruins of a large city in the southeast, the dragon energy that reaches the sky is roaring in all directions.

The next person to flee from here was the Holy Son of the Beginning, with disheveled hair and a gloomy face. The Five Elements Seal was suspended behind him, and five supreme monsters roared with terrifying momentum.

As soon as he took a step, hundreds of Yuanying Taoists in the ruins of the big city followed closely behind him and killed him with terrifying magical powers.

The two leading men had the most powerful auras, and had reached the third level of Nascent Soul. They looked exactly the same, and were obviously brothers.

"Twin brothers from the Valley of the Living Soul..."

"When did these two evil stars enter the secret vault?"

"They got wind of it and ambushed the disciples of Taichu Holy Land. In the past half month, only the Holy Son of Taichu managed to kill them, while all the other disciples died tragically!"

On the distant mountains, there were monks from Dongsheng Shenzhou watching the battle here with their eyes wide open.

Ghost Spirit Sect, Valley of the Living Souls, Martial Emperor City, and Human King Palace.

By now, almost all the Nascent Soul geniuses of the same generation in the Six Demonic Sects had arrived, except for the cultivators from Xuanmu Cave and Hehuan Valley who had not sent disciples.

Now let’s talk about the Eight Immortal Sects.

Dayan Tiangong was the first to bear the brunt of the attack and sent Wei Wuya and Zhang Tianlin to take charge of the place, in addition to hundreds of Nascent Soul geniuses.

Then came the Tianque Temple and Longshou Mountain, as well as Qingdi City and Luoying Valley, where the chief disciple had been sent not long ago.

Now the situation in the secret treasure has begun to tilt towards Taoist Dongsheng. The six demon sects and the eight immortal sects seem to have temporarily put aside their disputes over Taoism and have joined forces to kill many Tianming monks in the past six months.

"Holy Son of the Beginning, this is where you are buried!"

Behind me, a strange and cold wind blew.

The fellow brothers from the Valley of Life came over with loud laughter, their black Taoist robes covering the sun, moon, mountains and rivers like the sky, and their enormous magic power made people tremble with fear.

The two brothers joined forces to fight against it. Zifu's magic power was far beyond that of Taoist priests of the same level, and he had even reached the realm of the ultimate Nascent Soul. His posture was very terrifying, like a demon descending to the earth.

"Go down and meet your fellow apprentices!"

The cold words came out like a hurricane.

The two men swung their black robes, and they came over with an extremely oppressive feeling.

The Holy Son of Taichu had a gloomy face and spat a mouthful of blood. He came here half a month ago because a disciple in the sect said that there was a rare opportunity here that was rare in the world.

Who could have thought that the disciple was actually the devil from the Valley of the Living Souls in disguise. This sect was extremely good at disguise, and it wasn't just simple tricks.

After killing the disciple of the Grand Chu Holy Land, the disciple of the Valley of Life Souls put on the skin of the female disciple and even replaced her bones, essence and blood. This was an alternative method of possessing another person's body. Without extremely advanced Dharma Eyes, how could one see through such a bizarre magical power?

The Holy Son of Taichu had never come across a sect like the Valley of the Living Souls before, and he had not cultivated the all-seeing Dharma Eye, so how could he see it?

Therefore, he was ambushed here and not only was he nearly killed, but the siege for the past half month had also consumed most of his magic power.

Now, it is probably the last gasp of its strength.

"Brother Lu, stop struggling and surrender yourself." The 'female disciple from the Taichu Holy Land' said with a mouthful of white teeth and eyes as dark as ink.

Looking at that familiar face, the Holy Son of Taichu felt a knot in his heart, and anger rushed straight to his heart. He shouted, "You deserve to die!"

hum!
A drop of blood was forced out from his palm, and his eyes were filled with blood.

The dragon and tiger energy roared in his palm and pressed towards the female disciple fiercely. The soul-stirring sound of dragon and tiger came from the sky, and the whole sky seemed to collapse, and a huge palm pressed down with a bang.

"As expected of you, you are the chief disciple of Taichu Holy Land. The magical power you displayed in this situation is so powerful. It would be very difficult to defeat you under normal circumstances."

The brother licked his dry lips and looked at Ye Zang with his narrow eyes.

"I like this skin very much. It belongs to me." Another person laughed.

They are the real demons. The Living Soul Valley is even worse than the Corpse Demon Sect. They often skin and pull out bones. The Thousand Faces Monk and outsiders cannot see through their true faces at all. Perhaps even they have forgotten their original appearance.

"Senior Brother!" the female disciple shouted to the two of them. The palm strike of the Holy Son of Taichu was too fast, and it was a magical power displayed using his essence and blood. He was willing to sacrifice a hundred pounds of his own life to kill her. She suddenly regretted that she should not have ridiculed the Holy Son of Taichu just now. No matter what, the latter was, after all, a genius famous throughout the world.

The brothers flew away like eagles.

As they covered their sleeves, dark and strange magical power suddenly rose up, like an upside-down sea. Within that magical power, there were endless corpses howling like ghosts and wolves, like the living dead. God knows how many people they had killed.

"Haha, this look is also obtained from your Tianming monk." The brothers smiled sinisterly.

Obviously, their Taoist bodies were also stolen from other cultivators, and they even perfectly plundered the talents and roots of the original two.

After practicing for half a lifetime, I ended up making wedding clothes for others.

boom!
Pushing forward against the huge waves, carrying with them corpses and ghostly howls, the two men blocked the magical power of the Son of the Beginning.

The Holy Son of Taichu was extremely pale and coughing up blood. His hair was disheveled and he fled at a high speed using the Five Elements Seal.

"Your Highness, how long can you run? Your mana has been exhausted, hahahaha..."

"What a pity, you genius of the generation, but I will make good use of your Five Elements Dao Body, I will carry it forward and rise in the great world!"

The two of them stared with their eyes wide open and spoke with somewhat crazy expressions, looking at the Son of Taichu as if they were looking at a fat sheep.

The Holy Son of Taichu continued to form seals, and his essence and blood dripped out along his veins.

He pushed the Five Elements Seals to their maximum strength, and their speed was as fast as lightning.

But even so, he couldn't get rid of his brother, the two of them were like maggots on the heel.

They are all the chief disciples of major sects, and the difference in their strength is not that big. The Holy Son of Taichu may be slightly better, but he was ambushed and besieged by the geniuses of the Valley of Life and Souls for half a month. No matter how strong he is, he is likely to die.

"You have no way to go up to heaven, and no way to go down to hell. You are destined to die here. Don't waste your energy anymore!"

"Suffer to death."

The two of them shouted loudly, and the terrifying black magic power transformed into countless dragons with bared fangs, which rushed forward to kill. The momentum was simply terrifying, like an overwhelming scene.

The Holy Son of Taichu looked embarrassed, and pushed forward the giant seal of the Five Elements to resist.

Bang bang bang!
The ground veins were flattened, raising a cloud of dust. The body of the Holy Son of Taichu was covered in blood, and he looked extremely miserable.

He was in front, and his brother was chasing him relentlessly from behind.

In half a day, the three of them ran from the southeast to the southwest. "This guy is really tenacious."

"Don't worry, Dongsheng has an absolute advantage in the southwest. Chu Qianchao has been driven away."

"There is only one Jian Shisi left to support this place. In less than half a month, this place of good fortune will be controlled by Dongsheng."

Today, Tianming is already at a disadvantage in the fight for the secret treasure.

Because in the past six months, Dongsheng's eight immortal sects and six demon sects have always had some famous geniuses coming here, and on Tianming's side, the number of well-known figures can be counted on one hand.

The main reason was that the pressure from those Beixuan Taoists was too great, causing the four major sects, Wuji Palace, Daotian Island, Shisha Sect and Taiyuan Divine Sect, to have no time to care about the conflict in the God and Demon Rift Valley.

"A war is about to begin, and we must seize the initiative."

"It's only been a year since the secret treasure of the Gods and Demons Rift was revealed, and it's already so lively here. I can't imagine what will happen in the future."

The two of them were talking.

Not far away on Tianqiong, the Holy Son of Taichu seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. His face was as pale as a corpse, and he had lost seven or eight layers of his blood and essence. It was incredible that he could still stay conscious and escape.

"Am I going to die here?"

The Holy Son of Taichu thought somewhat unwillingly.

The three of them chased for another half an hour and went deep into the ruins in the southwest.

At this time, a huge noise suddenly came from hundreds of miles ahead, followed by a ray of blood-red light that rushed up to the sky at a high speed, piercing the sky like a sharp sword.

"That is……"

The brothers in the Valley of Living Souls opened their eyes wide and looked in that direction.

"That direction is the Blood God Forest, right? What kind of disturbance happened there?"

"The devil is causing unrest? Or has the so-called divine fruit appeared?"

Within this year, most of the ancient cities and ruins within the Nascent Soul secret storage area have been found by the cultivators.

The monks of the two continents have been fighting over those opportunities and fortunes.

But there is only one place where cultivators from the two continents rarely come, and that is the Blood God Forest which covers an area of ​​thousands of miles.

This place is very strange. Many cultivators have tried to go in to find fortune, but ninety-nine percent of them have disappeared inside. The few who survived didn't even know how they got out, as if they had experienced a big dream.

As for the so-called magical fruit that can make one's Nascent Soul perfect, in the eyes of other people today, it is probably just a rumor, because no one has ever seen it.

The Holy Son of Taichu and his fellow brothers in the Valley of Living Souls looked towards the bloody light that reached the sky.

In the blood, they seemed to see two figures, a man and a woman.

"Saint Xue..."

The eyes of the Holy Son of Taichu trembled violently, and his lips moved slightly, as if he had used up the last of his strength, and shouted in a stern voice: "Fairy Xue, give me a hand!"

In the distance, inside the Blood God Forest.

Ye Zangcai pulled Xue Ning out of the strange border area, preparing to overlook the entire Blood God Forest and completely break the Taixu ancient formation here.

Because Cao Guanjiu is still missing inside.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Ye Zang touched the formation, it triggered the fury of the Blood God Trees, and then we had the current scene. The Blood God Trees swayed wildly, causing waves of blood-red waves that gathered into a sky-high waterfall and rose towards the sky.

The two heard the noise and turned their heads to look in that direction.

"The Holy Son of Taichu?" Xue Ning raised his eyebrows and said in surprise.

The chief geniuses of the ten major sects in Tianming have all competed in the Tianlao Forum and are very familiar with each other.

Ye Zang was also a little surprised.

"He seems to be in some trouble." Ye Zang said carefully, and then he and Xue Ning flew towards there at a very fast speed.

A distance of hundreds of miles is just a dozen breaths.

After they got closer, they found that the Holy Son of Taichu was in a very miserable state, and they immediately found it unbelievable.

In this world, the number of Taoists of the same generation who can injure the Holy Son of Taichu like this can be counted on one hand.

"Fairy Xue, and this fellow Taoist, be careful." The Saint of Taichu said hurriedly. He seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, and fell down like a broken kite.

After Ye Zang came out, his appearance changed again, so he couldn't recognize him.

Ye Zang then used his magic power to hold him up and put him aside. Many years ago, at the founding ceremony of the sect in Baiyujing, the Holy Son of Taichu had helped Ye Zang a lot. How could he just sit back and do nothing at this moment, especially since what was at stake now was a war between the two continents.

Although it is a foregone conclusion that the Divine Cult will withdraw from Tianming in the future, it is still too early now. If they can't even defend the border now, it will be even more difficult in the future.

Xue Ning and Ye Zang looked at each other and both took out their magic weapons.

The next second, the entire sky dimmed, and in the distance, two monks in black robes with pale skin and fine lines on it came walking in the air. Their aura was like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Ye Zang sensed a familiar yet unfamiliar aura from those two people.

"I was wondering why you didn't run away. Turns out your savior has arrived."

The two men looked at Ye Zang and Xue Ning with amusement in their eyes as sharp as knives.

"These two are the chiefs of the Valley of Living Souls. They are good at combined attack techniques. They steal people's bones and cultivation and take the path of killing. Don't let your body be invaded by their magic power, otherwise the gods will not be able to save you." The Holy Son of Taichu coughed a few times and said.

"Take away someone's innate ability and cultivation?" Ye Zang raised his eyebrows.

Look at the two fellow monks.

Isn't this the same as the magical power of Nangong Lian's "mother"? It turns out that the old witch was once a disciple of the Valley of Living Souls.

Ye Zang looked at the two of them with his Dharma eyes, and indeed found that their appearances were ever-changing, as if there were countless skins hidden beneath their faces.

Moreover, the aura within their Shenzang Purple Palace was truly terrifying. The murderous aura was too suffocating, and there were mountains of corpses and seas of blood. I don’t know how many people had died at the hands of these two people.

Rumble!
The sky suddenly darkened, covered by countless dark clouds. A terrifying murderous aura was rippling in the sky, and the painful screams of those who died tragically whistled in the ears.

"Nice skin."

"You are a disciple of Shenyin Valley, right? Haha..."

The two men narrowed their eyes and looked at Xue Ning with bloodshot eyes.

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(End of this chapter)