Cultivate steadily, the whole world of cultivating immortals is my home

Chapter 477 Who dares to bully me, Wanxiang Mountain!
In the veins, the broken spiritual prisons were once again connected together under the nourishment of blood. Blood and light rushed out between the earth and rocks like long dragons, creating streaks of lightning and thunder.

The moment two streaks of red demonic energy traveling through the veins touched the lightning, they ignited raging demonic fire and transformed into a figure with small horns on both ends and a body like a loach.

It turns out that two red-headed loaches have achieved enlightenment!
"The madman from Wanxiang Mountain!"

The moment the lightning flashed, a large area of ​​demonic energy was split into nothingness, causing the two red ling loaches to run around. However, the land of the mineral veins was as dense as a spider web, and there was no way to avoid the lightning everywhere.

He would not hesitate to burn his essence and blood to trigger the spiritual imprisonment and drive himself out of his wits. Only the crazy demon in Wanxiang Mountain could do such a thing.

Looking at the figure whose body was penetrated by the spiritual restraint, and whose face became distorted due to the spiritual restraint entering the body, a chill appeared in the eyes of the two red ling loaches.

"withdraw!"

"Demon bastard, please stay!"

A shrill voice rang out, and the figure that merged with the spirit ban clapped out its hands, and thunder overflowed from the fingers, burning the flesh and blood to black.

In an instant, the thunder formed two balls in the mine, enveloping the two red ling loaches.

Within the lightning, two red loaches screamed in pain, and balls of blood exploded from their bodies. Their bodies hit the mine one after another, shattering large pieces of earth and stone, and creating a cracked area that stretched for more than ten miles.

After killing two demonic loaches with one blow, Lin Huayuan's body had turned into a bloody man, and most of his body had been fused with the spirit prison.

"Junior Brother Lin!"

Several escaping lights shot out from the veins, but were blocked by the lightning set up by the bloody man.

"The demon sect monks have penetrated the mineral veins, and the situation is unknown. Let the junior brother come to explore the way!"

After saying this, streaks of thunder souls poured out of the mine like steel, each one attached with dazzling arcs of electricity, dragging Lin Huayuan's body out of the mine and standing among the many flames.

"The demon bastard of the Xiandu Demon Sect, Lin Huayuan, the inner disciple of Wanxiang Mountain, is here!"

"Hiding one's head and showing one's tail is nothing!"

"Kill the devil!"

With a roar, all kinds of thunder gathered together and rushed towards a flame in the distance.

"Junior Brother Lin!"

During the thunder, a cry rang out in the veins, but the cry was quickly suppressed by the surging thunder.

In an instant, a wisp of demonic fire exploded in the land of flames, and a demonic shadow covered with black hair emerged from the flames. He lightly clapped his palms, and the lightning arc like a dragon was easily torn into pieces under his palms.

After breaking the arc, the power of the black-haired palm did not slow down much. Countless black hairs shot out from the palm like sharp blades and pressed down on Lin Huayuan's body.

Boom!

Lin Huayuan, who had merged with the spiritual taboo in the mineral vein, was thrown down like a rag under this palm. The lightning spiritual taboo surrounding him crackled and shattered, turning into billions of arcs of electricity and spreading out.

Lin Huayuan's body was beaten until he was bleeding, and he was smashed into the mineral vein.

"The ants in the early stage of void refining actually destroyed my hiding place. I deserve to die!"

Rumble!
At this moment, deafening roars rang out from all sides of the Queshan Mine, and wisps of demonic energy shot into the sky, covering the flames gushing out from the Fire Spirit Veins deep in the mine.

A demon flag appeared in the hand of the figure who had just taken the black palm. The demonic energy gathered in the hunting room of the banner. Demonic shadows were derived from the demonic energy, spreading across the sky and turning into a demonic army.

"Jie Jie..."

"Cuckoo..."

In the demonic aura, strange screams appeared like ghosts, so that the Wanxiang Mountain disciples in the mines were shocked, and two of them even vomited blood in despair.

The demon flag was rolling, the demon energy was surging into the sky, these qi machines gathered together, and even the strongest Qin Xingchen felt a feeling of heart palpitations trapped in a deep whirlpool.

Behind this demon, there are more than ten demon shadows looming, each making strange sounds.

"Soul Flag Old Demon!"

More than ten Wanxiang Mountain disciples couldn't help but be shocked when they saw this scene.

In the ranking of the old demons of the Xiandu Demon Sect, this Soul Flag Old Demon is ranked in the top five. If placed in Wanxiang Mountain, he would be among the inner mountain elders or true disciples.

This soul flag that was sacrificed by this demon was sacrificed to more than hundreds of millions of souls, including the demon souls of monks in the Void Refining Realm.

The Queshan mine is not a spiritual crystal vein, but a six-level red fire mine. It mainly produces minerals with three attributes: fire, gold, and earth. The last time seventh-level divine gold appeared, it dates back several years. Thousands of years ago.

Therefore, this mine cannot be abandoned, so the demon cultivators who came to spy on it in the past were only in the middle stage of Void Refining.

Otherwise, Qin Xingchen would not accept the order and come to take charge here.

At this moment, an old demon with the level of an inner mountain elder from the Demon Sect appears here, which is a real disaster.

Qin Xingchen first ordered a senior brother to check Lin Huayuan, and then rose up in the air to block the front. The khaki flowing light around him blocked the large amount of demonic energy outside him.

The Xiandu Demon Sect has even sent out the Soul Flag Old Demon, and today is probably going to be a bloody battle.

If Junior Brother Lin hadn't lured out this hidden old demon through a fight to the death, they would probably have died here due to this demon's influence.

"Senior brother, the area around the mine is sealed and the news cannot spread."

At this time, inner disciple Li Yanchong suddenly exclaimed. After noticing the appearance of the Soul Flag Old Demon, he immediately took out the jade communication talisman, but no news could be transmitted at all.

Not believing in evil, he muttered something in his mouth, and a bird-like shadow was derived from the spell he cast in conjunction with it, turned into a stream of light and rushed out of the mineral vein.

But just as he flew to the edge of the mineral vein, he was crushed by a demonic shadow falling from high altitude.

Qin Xingchen's expression changed when he heard the sound, but he immediately returned to his original state.

The appearance of the Soul Flag Old Demon indicates that something must have happened unexpectedly, and that the Duxian Demon Sect must have a conspiracy.

"I'm really unlucky, I trapped a few of you little miscellaneous fish."

The old demon of the Soul Flag showed a cruel smile, "It's barely okay. After all, the quality of the Void Refining disciples in Wanxiang Mountain is much better than that of the junk cultivators outside. You can take my Soul Flag as a soul first, and leave a few or two behind." Living is enough."

As soon as the words fell, the soul flag turned into a black shadow, rolled up a torrent of demonic energy, and crashed into Qin Xingchen.

The powerful power made Qin Xingchen groan, but he did not retreat. As the blood and energy surged around him, he suddenly transformed into a size of more than ten feet, and a long black-yellow spiral-patterned stick emerged from his hand.

Holding the Lingbao long stick with both hands, he smashed it down hard against the incoming demonic energy.

The long stick that was several feet long formed a shadow that was a hundred feet in size in the air, and collided with the demonic energy that filled the sky.

In an instant, the void roared and shook.

A large area of ​​demonic energy was exploded, and the gravity rules derived from the black-yellow long stick pressed the demonic shadows derived from the demonic energy, one by one, to the point of exploding to death.

"The old devil of Soul Flag has earned his reputation in vain!"

In an instant, Qin Xingchen, who had dispersed the attack of the old demon from Soul Flag, brushed his long stick with both hands and saw that the spiral pattern on the stick came to life.

Waves of gravity fluctuations swept across all directions, giving birth to countless long earth-yellow snakes, which forcibly smashed the monstrous demonic energy into dregs.

In an instant, the rolled-up gravity shadow created thousands of mountains and ridges, and suddenly pressed down on the old demon of the soul flag.

But the old demon of the soul flag reacted quickly. With a single roll of the demon flag, he tore apart the falling mountain shadows from the sky, sending the demonic shadows out like a frenzy.

Qin Xingchen was filled with demonic energy and exploded, hitting the mineral vein.

"You may be able to compete with me if you practice for another thousand years, but you are not qualified now!"

The Old Demon of Soul Flag laughed and mobilized his demonic energy and headed towards Qin Xingchen.

"Senior brother."

"Senior Brother Qin!"

Seeing that the most powerful senior brother Qin was repelled by the old demon, the other Wanxiang Mountain disciples present were anxious.

"I am fine."

In the deep pit of the mine, Qin Xingchen, who was several feet tall, looked a little pale. The blazing blood in his body kept annihilating the demonic energy, but the demonic energy kept emerging from his body as if endlessly.

These demonic energies are rushing around in the flesh and blood, constantly annihilating the vitality in the flesh and blood.

Although it had only been a few hundred years since the Soul Flag Old Demon had reached the Great Perfection of Void Refining, it was still a bit difficult for Qin Xingchen to resist. Anyone else would have been directly demonized by this attack.

"Become the demon soul of this demon!"

The old demon of the Soul Flag smiled ferociously, and gently lowered his big hand. The hunting demon flag surged up, and more than ten demon souls from the Void Refining Realm roared towards Qin Xingchen.

"Boom!"

A series of black-yellow armor shields were generated, blocking the demon soul that jumped down for a while, but they knocked Qin Xingchen away again, and his injuries were aggravated again.

Seeing this scene, the other disciples present who were fighting against the demon cultivator couldn't help but feel even more desperate.

Why did the old demon of Refining the Void Perfection want to attack an inconspicuous mineral vein, and why did he deliberately seal it airtight?

What conspiracy does the Demon Sect have?

"Boom!"

Qin Xingchen was retreating steadily, but a layer of bloody bubbles rolled up on his body, and his aura suddenly increased, annihilating all the demonic energy flowing in his body.

At this moment, the blazing blood ignited the blood fire, and the boiling blood made a gurgling sound.

Thousands of mountains and ravines that had dispersed before were spawned again. This time, the mountains were like mountains, and the ravines were like abyss. Once again, the soul flag old demon was pressed in.

"Junior brothers, I will take the opportunity to break the ban and you can leave one by one."

"The old demon Soul Banner appeared in the Queshan Mine. The Xiandu Demon Sect must have some conspiracy. Let the elders of the sect know the sudden change here and make preparations in advance."

The next moment, Qin Xingchen's voice exploded in the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts of other junior brothers.

"Senior Brother Qin, let's go!"

"Yes, in the vast sea of ​​​​stars, our combat power is not as good as our senior brother. If the demons have a conspiracy, they will definitely have back-ups. Only my senior brother with the strongest combat power can break out."

"Open a way for senior brother!"

Above the Queshan Mine, the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain who were fighting against the Demon Sect's Lianxu monks had blood and fire igniting on their bodies, creating a scene of a sea of ​​blood.

"You crazy people!"

There was an old demon who subconsciously dodged away.

By burning your natal essence and blood, you can gain stronger combat power. By burning your natal soul, you won't even have the chance to reincarnate.

It is true that a person's blood boils in his body, but facing a group of people who come up and fight with their lives, even demon cultivators are afraid of this kind of thing.

More than a dozen Wanxiang Mountain disciples all turned into blood and fire, suppressing the overwhelming demonic energy in an instant.

The combat power of a group of disciples suddenly increased, and more than half of them have entered the middle stage of refining the void, and Qin Xingchen has reached the peak of the late stage of the refining the void.

"kill!"

Many of the more than ten disciples have understood the rules of gravity. Under the reflection of blood and fire, gravity has formed a field-like scene, which suppresses the demon cultivator and makes him run around with his head in his hands!

"Senior Brother Qin, we will send you out!"

A monk who looked like a bloody torch immediately rushed to the front when he saw the power of the demonic cultivators collapse.

"Leiju!"

I saw this cultivator raising his hands, and dazzling earth-yellow thunder emerged. A harsh explosion sounded, and a thunder vortex the size of a fist took shape.

The thunder vortex released an astonishing coercion, erupting waves of rolling earth-moving divine thunder.

After the thunder light was derived, the surrounding fire energy was attracted and kept flying into the thunder vortex, making the sound of thunder louder and louder. Thick electric arcs were derived and blasted into the air like thunder coming into the world. .

Rumble!
In an instant, countless lightning strikes struck the void.

With a 'click', the slightly distorted void in the flames was blasted with fine cracks by countless lightning arcs, and a shadow like a black cloak flashed away.

"Kill out!"

Seeing that the thunderbolt did not break the sealing formation, the disciple who cast the thunder spell went straight towards the sealing formation.

"Run, the madman is going to blow himself up again!"

This scene frightened the surrounding demon cultivators, and they began to run around.

"waste!"

The old demon of Soul Flag cursed angrily, and threw a magic ball with his hand. The magic ball evolved in the air, and suddenly enveloped the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain who were about to self-destruct, forming a closed space with a radius of a hundred miles. .

Boom!

Within the magic ball, the blood boiled, and the blazing energy penetrated countless holes in the magic ball. The energy shot out in all directions like a sharp sword, but it also suppressed the scope of the self-destruction.

"The little lunatic from Wanxiang Mountain still wants to do this."

The old demon of Soul Banner laughed, and after fighting Wanxiangshan for so many years, even if his demon sect is just a pig, he has already learned to be clever.

This group of lunatics will always give themselves a final battle on the road to cultivation. Who can not be afraid?

This place doesn't have the majesty of a holy place. It's simply a combination of lunacy and madness.

"Death to the old devil!"

"Send Senior Brother Qin out!"

When the old monster of the soul flag screamed, four more figures rushed out with mana surging all over their bodies.

withdraw!
The strange cry of the soul flag stopped abruptly. Although several monks in the early stage of Void Refining's self-destruction could not save him, they could not avoid the impact. It would not be good if he really suffered serious injuries.

The banner of billowing demonic flames rolled up, leading him to retreat quickly to the rear. Don't offend anyone who will risk your life.

The figure of the old demon with the soul flag flashed back, and the other remaining demons naturally did not dare to stay any longer, and fled in embarrassment outside the ban.

"Stop it all!"

Qin Xingchen, filled with blood energy, rushed out and pulled back the four junior brothers who were filled with mana.

I saw the four Wanxiang Mountain monks whose auras were surging and about to explode gradually calming down.

……

"It turns out that he is a veteran. He can burn his own blood essence and retract it freely, but if he continues like this, it will have a big impact on himself!"

In the dark, Shen Lian watched the whole process of this fight that started but ended.

The disciples of Wanxiang Mountain are really the ones who don’t want their lives. Is it possible to do something like burning the essence and blood of one’s own life on a whim?
This is what the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain did.

A group of people went crazy together, and the demon cultivators were also frightened.

However, the sequelae of burning the essence and blood are not easy to make up for. All the monks, including Qin Xingchen, looked like nothing, but they all suffered different losses.

This move was really cruel to him, and the effect was very good. It directly scared away a demon cultivator who was practicing Void Perfection.

"Wanxiang Mountain has not been able to produce good disciples for so many years, so it's not possible that he has been disabled by himself."

At this moment, Shen Lian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

No one can cure a lunatic when he goes crazy. If he wants to seize the natal mark in his soul and transform it into a clone, then he will not directly self-destruct.

The probability is as high as 98%.

In addition, a Demon Sect's Void Refining Dzogchen Demon Leader led more than a dozen Void Refining Demon Cultivators to besiege a mine that was not an important mine. This was obviously a conspiracy.

Wanxiangshan is really old, so old that even some demon cultivators dare to stroke a tiger's beard.

Like the old demon king, the other little demons in the group began to make moves.

According to various information collected, the Demon Sect that is at odds with Wanxiang Mountain is called the Xiandu Demon Sect, and the sect leader is named Xiandu, but his true identity has not been revealed until now.

The ancestor of Hedao in Wanxiang Mountain is very old. There are many forces from all sides who smell the smell, but everyone is waiting and watching. Only the leader of Xiandu Demon Sect has fought three or four times with Wanxiang Mountain. millennium.

At that time, he was still preparing for his ascension in the Yunxiao Realm.

Rumble!
There was another roar over the Queshan mine. It was Qin Xingchen and his disciples who bombarded the seal. As the demonic energy surged all over the sky, a magic treasure like a cloak could be seen hanging in the air, sealing off Queshan.

Combined with the retreat of the old demon of Void Refining Dzogchen before, although there is a possibility of being scared away by the self-destruction of Wanxiang Mountain disciples, it can still be seen that the purpose of the demon cultivator is to besiege the mineral vein here.

If you are trapped and don't kill, you are waiting for the monks from Wanxiang Mountain to come to the rescue.

"With all-round decline from the inside out, it's no wonder that clowns are trying to bully us."

Taking another look at Qin Xingchen, who was leading his junior brothers to attack the siege formation, Shen Lian couldn't help but think.

This guy is prone to self-destruction. Not only is the demon cultivator afraid, he is also afraid.

There is a lack of understanding of the madness of the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain. This is very inappropriate. You should have thought of it when you met the brave man who dared to save people from the disaster.

Recklessness is just the surface, madness is the core.

Between the earth and rocks of the mineral vein, the power of space slowly opened up, forming a small passage-like corridor that went straight into the deepest part of the mineral vein.

This is a scorching cave, but there is a red spiritual grass growing there, which looks full of life.

Lin Huayuan, a disciple of the body-melting formation before, was leaning against the rock wall of the deepest mineral vein.

After being slapped into the mineral vein by the old devil, he was sent here by a Wanxiang Mountain disciple.

In the steaming space, the void was slightly distorted, and red firelight wandered around Lin Huayuan.

Lin Huayuan was not dead at this moment, but he was still alive.

Shen Lian's spiritual thoughts sensed this old body. The lifespan of a monk in the Void Refining Realm was 30,000. Although Lin Huayuan did not reach this lifespan, he was still over 20,000 years old and looked senile.

The realm of monks comes first, and it is a bit outrageous for an inner disciple who is more than 20,000 years old to call everyone he meets senior brother.

"Or it's him."

While his thoughts were wandering, Shen Lian came up with the idea that in order to sneak into Wanxiang Mountain, he selected nearly ten inner disciples.

For example, Qin Xingchen, who was in the middle stage of refining the void outside, followed Qin Xingchen when he came to the Queshan Mine, hoping to see if he could find an opportunity to take advantage of it.

The good news is that the choice is indeed Mang. In this case, it is easy to get hurt and create opportunities for him.

Bad news, you are too reckless, you will die if you disagree, otherwise your efforts will be in vain.

The thoughts wandering in the cave wandered for a while and then drifted towards Lin Huayuan.

Although according to Wanxiang Mountain's ethos, the previously selected candidates are more likely to be seriously injured than other sect monks, there is no way to tell when they will become like Lin Huayuan.

Instead of waiting, why not try this one delivered right to your door?

There is only a small realm difference between the early and middle stages of Void Refining, and it is very easy to make up for this.

As for talent, it is not a problem. The most important condition for Shen Lian to choose a clone is the five spiritual roots.

In another hundred or two hundred years, he will be able to directly equip the clone with the power of the three-turn and five-element rules.

If Qin Xingchen really gets too reckless next time, the worst he can do is to recruit an extra clone.

……

The sea of ​​divine thoughts.

Lin Huayuan's spiritual villain was full of cracks, and his entire soul was on the verge of collapse. Wisps of lightning and arcs grew in the cracks in the villain.

The sea of ​​spiritual thoughts is somewhat dry, and the spiritual light is flickering like a candle, as if it will disappear in the next moment.

A bit of purple light appeared like a star in the dry sea of ​​spiritual thoughts, and an old-looking figure was revealed in the purple light.

In fact, Shen Lian's favorite method is to accept Ji Wuxian. It's an exchange of equal interests. I'll pass on the family to you. You're going to lose your mind anyway, so you might as well take advantage of me.

But seeing that the monks in Wanxiang Mountain were so unafraid of life and death, he was also a little confused.

Therefore, the shadow of the old man emerging from the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts at this moment looks like the ancestor of Hedao from Wanxiang Mountain.

Although the Hedao ancestor of Wanxiang Mountain has not appeared for four thousand years, his appearance is still spread among the people.

Well, this can be considered a white lie.

It's all for Wanxiang Mountain. I think Wanxiang Ancestor will understand him if he knows about it.

He was really afraid that as soon as he opened his mouth, the remnant soul of Junior Brother Lin would directly say, "The traitor shall die."

This custom in Wanxiang Mountain is not very good. In the future, when you join the sect, Huncheng Patriarch must change it. It's not that it can't be done, but it's mainly because it's too reckless. When it's time to be stubborn, you still have to be stubborn. It's easy to break if it's too strong.

For example, today's matter, Kuang Kuang ignited my life essence and blood as soon as it came up, and I didn't even think about how to live in the future.

"Ancestor!"

A moment later, Lin Huayuan's soul, which was full of cracks in the dry sea of ​​spiritual thoughts, woke up under a glimmer of innate purple light. "Ancestor!"

He looked at the little Shen Nian man who was stunned for a moment, then struggled and staggered to his feet, crawling in front of the purple light shadow, trying to hold his legs with both hands.

"Ancestor, they bully us!"

"Woooo..."

For a moment, Lin Huayuan cried like a child over 20,000 years old.

The broken spiritual villain continued to lose broken soul power while whimpering.

After being imprisoned by the body-melting formation, it caused irreparable damage to his soul. It was never easy for a broken soul to re-enter reincarnation.

"Ancestor, where have you gone?"

"Clowns are coming to your door!"

"This disciple is incompetent. He cannot revive the sect, and he cannot protect the mines. He is incompetent."

Weeping like rain, Shen Lian even had the urge to burst into tears.

Lin Huayuan, as an old inner sect disciple with more than 20,000 years of experience, naturally met Ancestor Wanxiang. Such a monk who was stuck in the early stage of refining the void had such deep feelings for the sect.

At this moment, Lin Huayuan, who was lying at his feet, suddenly became fierce with his spiritual thoughts, and the broken spiritual villain ignited black flames.

Black fire suddenly pulsed everywhere in the entire Divine Mind Sea.

At the same time, he pounced on Shen Lian's separated soul.

"You deserve to die for pretending to be an ancestor!"

The sound of crying turned into overwhelming anger.

"town!"

But a ray of purple light spread out in the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts faster than the black flames, and more innate runes were derived to restrain Lin Huayuan's spiritual thoughts villain who rushed forward.

"Evil thief, he can't wait to eat your meat!"

Seeing that he could no longer pretend, Shen Lian lost the appearance of the Hedao Ancestor and turned into a hazy soul.

It's easy to seize a person's soul and search for it, but it's too difficult to replace the mark of one's destiny. This is different from refining a puppet. If you don't agree, you can only fight.

If one is knocked out of consciousness and is in a 'living dead' state, one can slowly erode one's life bit by bit, but this 'living dead' state is somewhat difficult to defeat and requires a little bit of luck.

We can't catch hundreds of Wanxiang Mountain disciples and try to knock their heads one by one.

Then there is no secret to doing this, and Wanxiangshan might come looking for them before they catch a few.

"I am also a member of Wanxiang Mountain!"

"You devil bastard from the Xiandu Demon Sect, don't waste your efforts."

Lin Huayuan said coldly, and the Shen Nian villain exuded a deathly aura.

"Stop, I swear!"

Lin Huayuan was about to commit suicide.

If you can't self-destruct and just choose to kill yourself, how the hell can you continue to communicate with each other?

"I swear on the Immortal Path, I will never be a cultivator of the Demon Sect."

When encountering Heiya, Ziyang has many people on his mind. Shen Lian has many ways to deal with it, but facing this cultivator who is not afraid of death, no one can do anything about it.

I won’t communicate much with you at all, what should I do?

Fortunately, no attention was drawn to Wan Yinzong, otherwise it would be difficult to control the situation.

"You guys, you guys, don't expect to get the slightest bit of sect information from me."

Shen Lian has been practicing for more than nine thousand years, and this is the first time he has been called a slut, but he only admits that he is the fourth one.

Fellow Taoist, you misunderstood me.

At this moment, he wished he could go up and give this old inner disciple a slap in the face and tell him viciously that he was the great foreign aid of Wanxiang Mountain.

In desperation, a stream of light penetrated into Lin Huayuan's sea of ​​spiritual thoughts again, and spread out in the air to form a Houtu Talisman.

"As a lesson from the great road of heaven and earth, if I have the intention to harm Wanxiang Mountain in the slightest, I will die under the calamity of heaven."

Seeing that Lin Huayuan's soul was on the verge of self-separation and collapse, Shen Lian quickly expressed his thoughts.

"I will use your identity to help you revive Wanxiang Mountain."

He didn't hide it either. Our main focus is sincerity, sincerity for sincerity.

The relevant detailed information turned into a stream of light and submerged into Lin Huayuan's shattered spiritual villain.

Seeing Lin Huayuan's soul stabilize again, Shen Lian just breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as you can talk, don't be reckless. I'm really scared of you reckless people.

"Why do you?"

"My name is Pei Tianlan."

"Um……"

Lin Huayuan's expression was condensed, and his thoughts were a little unresponsive, but he soon came to his senses.

Sensing Lin Huayuan's fluctuation, Shen Lian continued: "The one from Juntian Pavilion is a fake, using my name to deceive."

"I understand the five elements, yin and yang, control the soul path and space, and defeat the late stage of virtual refining in the early stage of refining the void..."

He had boasted a lot. Regardless of whether he succeeded or not, Lin Huayuan would not survive, so he could tell the truth.

"How do you prove that?"

"I swear by heaven and earth, if I am the one who pretends to lead the Yunxiao Realm to ascend, I will surely perish under the Hedao Heavenly Tribulation."

"In this case, fellow Taoist, just go to the mountain gate and worship directly. I, Wanxiang Mountain, will treat you sincerely."

"I have something difficult to hide. If it were not the case, why go to such trouble? Come and ask fellow Taoist for help."

"If fellow Taoist lends his life to me and advances to Hedao in the future, he will pass down Wanxiang Mountain in the name of fellow Taoist. This is also fellow Taoist's ambition."

I will give you fame, fortune and wealth, but I will use your body and natal mark.

"Fellow Daoist Lin regards the sect as his home. Now his soul is almost withered. He may not even be able to enter reincarnation. Since his heart is devoted to the sect, wouldn't it be a pity to wither in the world like this?"

Shen Lian tried to persuade him with sincerity. Although it seemed verbose at the moment, it would make people willingly give up their natal mark, which would save them a lot of trouble in the future.

For example, Hedao Heavenly Tribulation.

The core of the method of transforming three pure beings into one qi is the monk's natal mark. The mark of each living being is unique, which is why the Heavenly Tribulation can accurately target everyone.

Without this destiny as a cover, the catastrophe would be coming towards him when the time comes, and Shen Lian wouldn't be able to bear it even if he had nine lives.

In addition, not to mention the difficulty of taking his life by force, Shen Lian was also afraid of any sequelae. If there was a recurrence during the Hedao Tribulation and someone left a trace of resentment, it would be a really tragic accident.

This matter must never be taken carelessly. Even if you use more sincerity at this moment, you still have to get the sincerity of others.

Only when two people are in love can they be in love with each other.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, if I have any other bad thoughts towards Wanxiang Mountain, then let the Hedao Heavenly Tribulation strike me to death."

After pondering for a long time, Lin Huayuan spoke leisurely.

"Yes, but there is one condition."

"Rescue these senior brothers who are trapped in the Queshan Mine."

Lin Huayuan's spiritual villain, full of cracks, stared at the tumbling soul.

"Even the old devil of Refining the Void Dzogchen was vaguely aware of my body-melting mineral vein spiritual restraint, but he didn't find out where you were hiding. This shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"

Without saying anything useless, Shen Lian said, "When you and I become one, they are also my senior brothers."

After another long silence, Lin Huayuan's mouth moved, "Can I do it with this talent?"

In fact, he also had top-grade five spiritual roots back then, and his talent was also one in a million, otherwise he would not have been able to advance to the early stage of Void Refining.

Sometimes, just a little bit of luck.

"My lifespan is less than three thousand years."

"It doesn't matter. If you advance to the middle stage of Void Refining, you can extend your life by thousands of years. There will be the later stage of Void Refining, and the Great Perfection of Void Refining will be enough for you to advance to Hedao."

"You swore by the Hedao Heavenly Tribulation. If you violate it, you will die without a burial place under the Hedao Heavenly Tribulation."

……

"call!"

"It's so hard to change your sincerity."

"I planted flowers with intention but they didn't bloom, but I didn't intend to plant willows to create shade. I didn't expect that I chose Lin Huayuan after much selection."

In the cave at the deepest point of the mine, Lin Huayuan, who had already fainted, opened and closed his eyes, and a purple light flashed in his eyes.

Fortunately, this cultivator has lived for more than 20,000 years, and the spirit is still there, but not much. If it were Qin Xingchen, one of the many powerful people in the inner sect, who was younger and more reckless, it would be even more difficult.

Maybe it would be a good idea to choose Lin Huayuan. After all, who could enter the Wanxiang Mountain Gate was not a genius before, but Lin Huayuan lacked some luck.

Now, Shen Lian brings his luck to invest in the company.

The general trend makes up for it, and the old bird is still flying.

As long as the three small realms of refining the void, the latter, and the consummation are broken continuously within the next five thousand years, the matter of longevity will no longer be an imminent matter.

Lin Huayuan still cultivates both body and law, otherwise his physical body would have completely collapsed.

Shen Lian, who has broken through to the middle stage of Void Refining several times, if he is still stuck on breaking through, then just give up on Lin Huayuan.

"The injury is a bit serious, but fortunately, it's not to the point of irrecoverability."

In the mezzanine of space, Shen Lian was sitting cross-legged.

On the natal talisman array floating in the Dantian sea, a vague and slightly old figure was shrouded in a vague purple light, standing on a colorful chess piece.

"I understand the point formation method, which is good. My foundation is better than I thought."

"The spirit ban here in the mine is still strong enough to fight. Unfortunately, it fell into the hands of the formation master. Let's see how the master turns decay into magic."

"The great horror between life and death suddenly dawned on me. The palm formation technique and the Jin realm seem to be reasonable."

"If you don't believe it, just help him die and give it a try."

"As an old disciple of the inner sect who is more than 20,000 years old, it is not without advantages. He guards the mines for the sect and leads demon cultivators to death as a person. Who dares to doubt my loyalty to the sect."

"At this time, the sect is shrouded in conspiracy. This is your first appearance, so you must pretend... and be sure to do it right!"

As the words fell, Lin Huayuan's aura in the deepest part of the mine fell silent again.

"Hey, today Wanxiang Mountain welcomes its loyal and fearless candidate ancestor and disciple."

……

At this moment, Qin Xingchen and other disciples who were trapped in the Queshan mine veins were constantly trying to bombard the formation that blocked the mine veins.

But the hanging magic cloak was a strange magic weapon they had never seen before, and it actually had the effect of sealing off space.

Trapped in a mineral vein, the demon cultivator must want to let other monks from the sect come to rescue him. They are just bait.

But even so, Qin Xingchen still couldn't figure out the purpose of doing this.

Over the years, the Immortal Demon Sect has invaded Wanxiang Mountain countless times, and the number of fallen monks on both sides has long been incalculable. This kind of move would hurt both sides at most.

Outside the Queshan Mine.

The demon flag was stuck in the void, and the monstrous demonic energy formed a thousand acres of demon sea. Other demon cultivators who followed the old demon of the soul flag gathered in the demon sea.

"These Wanxiang Mountain brats are getting more and more difficult to deal with. Their strategy of exchanging lives for lives if they disagree with each other is not even giving up the path to immortality. I'm really scared!"

"Haha, even if Wanxiang Mountain is the holy land of Hedao, it won't be enough to fight like this."

……

Several demon cultivators were whispering, and the soul flag old demon was sitting cross-legged on the demon flag, surrounded by wisps of demonic energy. Occasionally, he would look at the black cloak of the forbidden mine, and he would not pay attention to the old demons who spoke behind them.

The reason why the Xiandu Demon Sect has been able to compete with Wanxiang Mountain for so many years is not only because the ancestor of Wanxiang Mountain has not appeared for a long time, but also has to do with its own sect system.

The Xiandu Demon Sect does not recruit many disciples, and most of the demon cultivators in the Void Refining Realm are recruited from outside.

Ordinary demonic cultivators are like leeks in the mortal world. Just kill a batch and then gather another batch. The most indispensable thing in the vast fairy world is demonic cultivators.

The disciples of Wanxiang Mountain are different. Starting from the immortal seedlings, it takes an unimaginable cost to cultivate them.

These recruited demon cultivators naturally understand their status, but they cannot resist the generosity of the Xiandu Demon Sect. There are always demon cultivators who cannot resist the temptation of resources.

"Senior Hunqi, when are we going to kill all these brats?"

After a long time, there was a demon cultivator in the middle stage of Void Refining who couldn't help but speak.

Although the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain are as good at fighting as crazy demons, they are disciples of Hedao Holy Land after all, and the improvement they get after refining is much better than that of the Void Refining monks from small families outside.

"It's not yet time, so be honest, it will be of great benefit to you."

Hun Qi snorted coldly, which immediately made the other demon cultivators present tremble and become submissive.

This time he came to this less important mineral vein in person and brought more than a dozen Void Refining Demon Cultivators with him, so naturally he was not idle.

This is a hunt!
Hunt around the Holy Land of Hedao!

Thinking of this, the soul flag old demon couldn't help but feel excited.

Hunting a holy land, looking at the entire Juntian Realm, who else dares to take the lead except his Immortal Crossing Demon Sect?

This time, the Xiandu Demon Sect united with three other forces in the Void Star Sea: Boxu Cave, Ten Thousand Demons Palace, and the Occult Blood Sect, and attacked Wanxiang Mountain's dozen mineral veins in the Void Star Sea.

One of the targets is Wan Yinzong, the great disciple of Wanxiang Mountain.

If anyone in Wanxiang Mountain today has the qualifications to forcibly join the Tao, it must be the Wan Yin Sect.

Although the probability of forcible union is not high, as four monks have fallen to the calamity in Wanxiang Mountain for tens of thousands of years, the low probability does not mean that it is impossible.

The Xiandu Demon Sect has been entangled with Wanxiang Mountain for three to four thousand years, but they don't want Wanyin Sect to really merge.

In addition to wanting to kill Wan Yin Zong, the other reason was to see if Wan Xiang Ancestor was dead or alive.

More than four thousand years have passed since the last time Wanxiang Ancestor appeared.

It was unusual for an old Hedao monk to not show up all the time.

Especially when Wanxiang Mountain is in decline, as long as Wanxiang Ancestor comes out to stand on the platform, the morale of the sect can be improved and the sect's prosperity can be restored.

But for such a long time, Wanxiang Ancestor has been in seclusion, which has to make people suspicious.

Is this old guy dead long ago?

The strategy of attracting Wan Yinzong to appear is not clever. Simply put, it is just to lure the snake out of its hole.

The Xiandu Demon Sect has been fighting against the Wanxiang Mountain in the Void Star Sea for many years, and has a comprehensive understanding of the Wan Yin Sect.

Like most Wanxiang Mountain disciples, this Xiu has an extreme and reckless personality.

This time, the Xiandu Demon Sect and the three forces dispatched so many monks at the level of Neishan elders all at once, just to make the elders of Wanxiang Mountain unable to take care of them all.

More than a dozen mineral veins are stationed by Wanxiang Mountain's inner disciples, and they have jointly banned them. If they want to rescue them, the inner mountain elders must be dispatched.

But there are only so many inner mountain elders in Wanxiang Mountain. If there are enough left to be in charge of the sect, and after excluding those who are in charge of some important mineral veins, there will be only a few people who can flexibly maneuver.

At this time, Wan Yinzong, as the disciple of Wanxiang Mountain, would naturally come to the rescue personally.

As long as Wan Yin Zong comes out of the mountain, he will run into the trap they set. Even if Wan Yin Zong cannot be killed, he will be severely damaged and his foundation will be destroyed.

There is no way, this time the coming of the clear and turbid tide has allowed Wanxiang Mountain to obtain a lot of resources. Once these resources are transformed into strength, the advantages that the Xiandu Demon Sect has dug out little by little over the years will be instantly wiped out. .

Don't doubt the potential of a holy land. Once the resources are in place and the potential is squeezed, it can still usher in a burst of explosions.

……

In the blink of an eye, several years passed.

In the vast sea of ​​​​stars, a fleeing light came towards the Queshan mine veins like lightning. Before the fleeing light came close, a black-yellow sword light emitted and slashed down in the direction of the demon flag.

This sword rises up the mountains and rivers, sparkling, and the mountains are like forests, shaking thousands of acres of demonic energy into nothingness.

The demon cultivators who were sitting cross-legged in the demonic aura had already jumped up and down in all directions.

"It's Elder Yuan Zhen!"

The disciples of Wanxiang Mountain who were trapped in the Queshan mine vein couldn't help but exclaimed in excitement when they saw the black and yellow sword energy derived from the mountains and rivers in the void.

Although Elder Yuan Zhen is missing an arm and a leg and is lame, he was once a solid Dzogchen cultivator.

The black and yellow sword energy dissipated, revealing Yuan Zhen with a resolute face, and then the sound of clicking sounded again in the void, and the mountain and river sword energy rolled up the boundless air current and smashed down towards the soul flag Old Demon.

The soul flag reacted very quickly. As early as the moment Yuan Zhen appeared, he had already rolled up his magic flag and blocked the Shanhe Xuanhuang Sword with the gilt tower on top of the flagpole.

With a roar, the Xuanhuang Sword and the Soul Flag separated, and Yuan Zhen actually flew out.

"Old Yuan Zhen, you are a cripple and you came here with serious injuries!"

"It seems that there is really no one in your Wanxiang Mountain!"

After knocking Yuan Zhen away with one blow, the Soul Flag Old Demon noticed Yuan Zhen's injury, and the disciples trapped in Que Mountain became even more anxious.

Yuan Zhen was knocked back, and there was a black demonic water flowing from his chest, swallowing up his vitality.

"Since you are here to die, I will accept it!"

The old demon of the soul flag roared and sacrificed his own demon flag, but he did not get too close to Yuan Zhen.

This is the experience gained from fighting against the monks of Wanxiang Mountain for many years.

He kept clamoring, but he also murmured in his heart that this old guy Yuan Zhen didn't come here specifically to seek death with him.

"Let's see who dies first!"

Yuan Zhen let out a long roar, his beard and hair danced wildly, his momentum began to rise, and his boiling blood roared.

The Shanhe Xuanhuang Sword in his hand filled the sky with sword energy, and suddenly enveloped the Soul Flag Old Demon.

Then, he took out a sword pill in his hand and threw it towards the spirit ban that sealed the Queshan Mine.

Jianwan released boundless black and yellow aura in the air, and in an instant, thousands of mountains of sword aura were formed, crashing down towards the suspended magic weapon cloak.

Amidst the roar, the magic weapon cloak flew out with a mournful cry, and the sound of shattering sounded in the sky above the Queshan Mine.

"Open the Blood Demon Cloak, and no Wanxiang Mountain disciple is allowed to let go!"

The old demon of Soul Flag roared angrily.

Hearing the sound, the demon cultivators who had been scattered before rolled up the monstrous demonic energy and rushed towards the direction of the Queshan Mine. They were all muttering words. Bloody runes flashed out from the cloak of the demon weapon that had been blown away before. They were all fighting, and even more shrill beast roars sounded.

A strange bloody monster of blood rushed out from the cloak and rushed towards the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain.

……

"The demon bastard of the Xiandu Demon Sect and the inner disciple of Wanxiang Mountain, Lin Huayuan, is not dead yet!"

Among the beating flames of the mine, a figure that was completely charred and black, but connected to countless spiritual beings in all directions of the mine appeared.

In an instant, in the four directions of Zhen, Li, Dui and Kan, purple lightning and silver dragons, spiritual restraints like the sea, soared into the sky.

Billions of spiritual taboos are like stars swaying in the void star sea, rolling up boundless waves.

"what!"

Each of the demon cultivators who rushed over were shrouded in spiritual restraints and roared in pain. The spiritual restraints poured into the demon body like snakes, causing them to fall down one by one from high altitude.

Each one's body was twitching, as if there was a leak of air, and the demonic energy was constantly erupting from the body, and then the body exploded.

(End of this chapter)