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

Chapter 503: Three moves to kill Hedao, the nine methods of Hunyuan first show their power!
Amidst the gray dust, the cave is hidden in the depths.

Inside the cave.

"Your strength is still not good enough, so you can only beat and refine yourself."

Shen Lian looked at the Holy Demon with some dissatisfaction.

A single small rule combined with the Tao is his designated 'super ten thousand' level in terms of combat power.

As a person with "super ten thousand" combat power, although he is not long-lasting, he can still be regarded as a small-ruled Taoist monk. Naturally, he has opinions on the holy demon.

The Hedao monks who have just advanced are naturally at their weakest. They have only improved their realm, and their magic power and soul have also been baptized by the essence of heaven and earth. However, their ability to cast and recognize spells is still at the level of refining the void.

This is also the reason why monks who have broken through to a great realm will undergo a long retreat after advancing, in order to make up for their shortcomings.

"Don't use swords from now on. Practice the magic way well. If you don't practice Banzi and play swordsmanship, you are not doing your job properly."

Wearing the immortal robe of "Deshan" and holding the soul-refining flag in hand, anyone who disobeys will go to the soul-refining flag to become a demon soul. This is a good demon cultivator following the example of the Heavenly Dharma Patriarch.

"Not only do you not have the Hedao spell, I also don't have the Hunyuan spell now."

Although this move also had results, the result was that the two men were injured.

There are no plants and trees here, just endless gray and dust.

As for the Hedao monks who have just advanced, after a period of retreat, they have comprehended their own spells to the seventh level, and with the addition of seventh-level spiritual treasures, their combat power can be increased by at least 70%, or even doubled.

"The best mana naturally comes with the strongest spell..."

Difficult!

Without matching spells, Hunyuan mana is equivalent to an alchemist having a furnace but no fire.

Once there are matching spells, the Hunyuan mana will burst out with its due power, and the combat power will naturally be further improved.

If there is a chance, and the Tao seeds with corresponding attribute rules are obtained, the combat power will increase again.

"This cultivation is in this area."

It can be said that the power of rules that I have learned over the years is almost like goods stored in a warehouse.

Gradually, Shen Lian fell into silence. Purple light shone in the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts, and the Hunyuan Jade Disc slowly rotated, scattering dots of colorful spiritual light and lingering with wisps of purple mist.

In the current understanding of the rules, the five elements, yin and yang, soul path, and blood path have all reached the third level. The five elements yin and yang are the basic rules, the soul path assists the soul, and the blood path can assist the body.

Although he is a seventh-level formation mage, he really does not have a seventh-level formation in his hands.

This is just a combination of small rules. If it is a combination of big rules, it will only be stronger.

"Understand the magic!"

The power of rules was empty, but it was not used to the maximum extent. It didn't matter before. Anyway, Xiao Lianxu could be manipulated casually. But if you want to compete with Hedao, you must cultivate the power of rules and Hunyuan mana intensively.

With these backgrounds, beating Lianxu is definitely like a father beating a son, but his imaginary enemy is Hedao!

The old man from Dingyuan Immortal Sect who was killed at the beginning was even worse than the Holy Demon who had just advanced.

"The seventh-level formation has no materials, but the spell can be understood."

Shen Lian himself also had a clear understanding that he disliked the saints and demons. His current method of dealing with the Hedao monks was to condense a drop of Hunyuan mana bead.

The clear data was placed in front of him, which naturally made Shen Lian understand himself. He still couldn't float. Not to mention meeting the twelfth floor, even if he met a Taoist monk who was experienced in condensing Tao seeds, he would be trapped in a situation where he was still fighting. .

This is the secret technique of the Qingshen tribe, which can capture the remaining breath of turbid air.

Suddenly, Shen Lian felt that he was very unstable, and the foundation he had accumulated was far from enough.

In a flash of thought, Shen Lian made a decision in his heart.

"There are no supporting Hunyuan spells, not even the formations... I am more blank than a blank slate. I can't see my own blackboard when standing on the Holy Demon."

When he was killing the female cultivator of the Immortal Pot Sect, Shen Lian was opportunistic. Without Mixunzi's clone to fight desperately, it would not have been so easy to get someone killed.

The split mouth swallowed the turbid air in front of him, and soon the filtered dust was discharged out of the body along the gaps between the scales on the body.

The utilization rate of these rules is really touching.

"Alas, now I can only do things like saints and demons."

The female cultivators of the Immortal Pot Sect are stronger than the Holy Demons.

In the turbidity, dots of green light loomed like lights in the fog, and a strange monk with scales on his back stretched his head forward and lowered his head, shaking his head constantly, sniffing around.

In the purple mist, the villain of Divine Mind muttered something.

Of course, there is no need to belittle oneself. When he estimated his combat power, he did not include formations. If there were seventh-level formations added to his body, there would still be no problem in defeating and running away.

Needless to say, the newly advanced Hedao like the Holy Demon is the worst.

After carefully examining the Holy Demon, Shen Lian also had a rough idea in his mind about the Hedao in the Daoji realm.

Zhuolang's three eyes flashed with green light. It had been searching this area for hundreds of years, narrowing the search range little by little.

It can be seen from this that even if they are both at the Dao Foundation level, the gap between strength and weakness is still like a chasm.

……

In addition, this move does not make full use of the Hunyuan mana and the rules of enlightenment.

As time goes by, the scene in the turbid sea seems to remain unchanged forever, and the diffuse dust particles float slowly.

As long as a monk passes through the turbid air, even if he tries his best to control his breath, his body will always collide with the turbid air.

As long as there is contact, traces will be left and captured by the Qingshen clan's secret method.

Perhaps this is God's compensation for the Qingshen tribe being trapped in the turbid sea.

Since being trapped in the lowest level of the realm by that group of superior guys, this endless turbid land has become the hunting ground of their Qingshen tribe.

Except for some powerful holy places, the rest of the monks are the prey of the Qingshen tribe.

Of course, this was not the case at the beginning. At that time, the bottom line of the Qingshen Clan was very high. Any monk who entered the Turbid Sea was the prey of the Qingshen Clan.

Later... didn't I suffer a blow later? The old guys from the Haotian Realm and even the Cangtian Realm were shameless and came to cause trouble themselves. Even the Third Ancestor had to give in.

In the end, a covenant was agreed upon. As for some disciples from Dahe Dao in Haotian and Cangtian, as long as they did not do too much, they would be let go.

Of course, a covenant is a covenant, and the bottom line is flexible. If it really seizes the opportunity, it will not mind allowing disciples from large sects to be reincarnated.

The Qingshen Clan is a general term for all creatures living in the turbid sea.

The three ancestors of Qingshen, respected by all branches, are all Mahayana monks.

However, the three ancestors belong to different bloodlines and live in the deepest part of the turbid sea. No one knows the specific identity of the three ancestors.

In short, it is precisely because of the protection of the three ancestors that the Qingshen clan can be passed down.

To explain why Haotian and Cangtian have shameless old guys come down to cause trouble, the place in the turbid sea is better.

It was originally a place for storing turbid air created by them. Not only were they reluctant to bear the spiritual beings shrouded in the turbid air, but some monks felt that the turbid air here was thick and inaccessible, making it a good place to escape the tribulation.

In addition, these monks who came down are not good people. Sometimes they will hunt down the Qingshen tribe to refine soul-seeking treasures.

It is so vast and endless that it is too difficult to find the spiritual place hidden inside. If there are soul-seeking treasures refined by monks from the Qingshen tribe, the probability of finding the spiritual place will be much greater.

Zhuo Lang walks and stops in the turbid air. It is not in a hurry. The monks' retreat time after the tribulation will not be too short. As long as people are in the turbid sea, they cannot escape.

This opportunity deserves it.

Originally, it was looking for another member of the same clan to discuss another matter about the Hedao Heavenly Tribulation. Unexpectedly, it sensed the calamity aura before setting off, and immediately asked its tribesmen to search for it. Unexpectedly, they actually found it. .

The Hedao monk who has just overcome the calamity is greatly tonic.

"It's weird, it's obviously nearby, why isn't it there?"

Two years later, Zhuolang appeared again in the turbid air, with doubts flashing in its three eyes. It had determined that the Hedao that had just overcome the tribulation was within tens of thousands of miles nearby, but it had already turned this area upside down. I searched several times but couldn't find it.

"Do you think you can escape it?"

After a while, a cold light flashed in Zhuolang's eyes.

Strange sounds rang out from its belly, like a dull roar of beasts, and the turbid air in all directions began to vibrate, and when it arrived, it immediately set off waves.

"If you don't come out, I will burn you out."

"Moon eclipse sky fire!"

A bunch of faint-colored flames spit out from Zhuolang's mouth, and the fire light turned into a huge fireball in the air, rolling in all directions.

The turbid air surrounding them not only did not hinder these chilling flames, but actually enhanced the power of the fireballs.

Fireballs rolled around, turning tens of thousands of miles in all directions into a sea of ​​​​gloomy fire, burning blazingly.

In the flames, the turbid air was burned away bit by bit, and the fine dust was first condensed into crystals and then turned into powder in the cold flames.

"I will burn out your hiding place!"

Pieces of dim flames swept across all directions, and the three eyes of Zhuolang in the flames were like lightning, constantly sweeping over the area where the flames were burning.

The raging fire spread out bit by bit. Although the speed was not fast, it was only thousands of miles away. Even if it was burned carefully, it would not take a hundred years.

……

Forty years.

There were dim flames, and Zhuolang's three eyes were full of anger.

In front of it, a small piece of gravel is no different from other dust around it.

The moment the spiritual restraint on the gravel shattered, an empty cave was revealed, with a wisp of dissipated air current.

"How dare you play tricks on me!"

Zhuolang felt very angry after grabbing Dongfu in his hands and grinding it into powder.

I have been busy for hundreds of years and found loneliness.

A hollow mansion, the remaining aura inside turned out to be that of a Void Refining Ant.

Damn guy, he wouldn't even put out a live bait, just a wisp of air.

"Damn it, no matter where you are hiding, as long as you are in the turbid sea, I will definitely catch you and eat you alive!"

Zhuolang shouted in a low voice, since he used a blinding trick, it means that his cultivation is not strong enough and he wants to confuse the audience.

Two big claw-like hands pinched out spells one after another, and weird syllables came out of his mouth. The billowing evil aura swept across all directions, and the light from the bluestone surrounding his head penetrated the vast turbid air.

at the same time.

In the depths of the turbid air where the direction cannot be determined, a huge gray continent is suspended.

There are many mountains on the mainland, and the valleys are so deep that its true appearance cannot be seen in the vast distance.

Suddenly, rays of green light lit up from the deep valley, and then after a strange sound rang out, rays of green light flew out like blue lightning.

From the middle area of ​​the continent, a spiritual treasure shaped like a scallop shell flew out, catching these green figures, breaking through the thick turbid air and rushing out.

"The ancestors have given orders to search the sky and the earth for traces.

……

In the cave deep in the dust, Shen Lian, who was in seclusion to meditate on the Dharma, suddenly woke up.

A fake mansion he had specially placed was destroyed.

This time, coming to Zhuoqi Sea is not only for the clone to advance to Hedao, but also to check the situation here to see if it is suitable for the next breakthrough of Hunyuan mana.

The Heavenly Tribulation of Hedao affected hundreds of millions of miles away, and he was not sure whether the vast sea of ​​turbid air would be able to encounter fellow Daoists, so he casually arranged thirty-six doubt mansions.

For such a vast area to be able to break into the Suspicious Mansion, if this was a coincidence, it would really be the smoke coming out of the ancestral graves.

"The Hedao monks who have just passed through the tribulation are all prey. How can the Turbid Sea be such a trap?"

Shen Lian frowned, why was there not even a piece of pure land in such a huge land of immortals?

I thought that such a place would be sparsely populated and sparsely powerful, but it turned out to be the opposite.

"Holy Demon Taoist Master, your prey is here, do you want to test the water?"

"That's all, let's first find out who the saint is. Even if Hedao is regarded as prey, it's better not to underestimate their strength. This Taoist Taoist with a blank slate is really worrying."

Those who dare to come after the Holy Demon must at least be senior Taoist monks.

This is not a surprise. If the monks in the sea of ​​turbidity don't want to do business without capital, they might as well rest at home.

……

"call……"

In the vast ocean of turbid air, figures with green lights on their heads were scattered everywhere like chess pieces, forming the shape of a nine palaces.

Each monk is one hundred thousand miles apart. After dozens of Void Refining monks are spread out, they directly cover an area of ​​six to seven million miles in radius.

The green light on each head is like a blue torch, beating with mysterious fluctuations. The turbid air in the area is affected and resonates together.

Zhuolang was suspended in the area above everyone, muttering something in his mouth.

The turbid air is vast, the Qingshen clan's cultivation resources are limited, and they cannot leave the turbid air sea, so they can only search in the turbid air sea.

Over the years, this secret technique of joint search has gradually been formed in order to search for souls of foreign prey.

The Sea of ​​Turbid Qi is not rich in products, so it can only use foreign monks as tools for cultivation.

This is just one tribe of its tribe. If several other tribes are united, the search scale will be even larger.

"The turbid sea is the turbid sea of ​​my Qingshen clan. No matter where you hide, you will have no escape."

In the green light above the head, a voice message sounded, "Ancestor, there is a fluctuation in the direction of the earthquake."

As soon as his figure flashed, Zhuolang quickly fled towards the distance.

……

"Boom!"

"You bastard, you lied to me again!"

A whole piece of turbid air was captured and exploded, and the turbidity hammer smashed the cave dug out of the remaining land.

The second one.

……

"Ancestor, there will be spiritual fluctuations when leaving the position."

Zhuolang's figure disappeared from the spot in a flash, and the roaring sound sounded again from the position he rushed to.

"The third seat!"

Three years later.

"The fourth one!"

……

Five years. "seventh!
"eighth!
……

Ten years later.

"Seat 18!"

"Who can tell me how many fake caves this damn guy has installed?"

His face turned into a greenish-black turbidity, and the magic power surged around his body, "Turn it out for me, dig him out for me, I don't believe he is so rich, just throw away the sixth-level high-grade formations!"

Among the figures arrayed in the sea of ​​turbid air, the leading ones in the late and perfect stages of Xu refining were fine, but the other tribesmen in the early and middle stages of Xu refining were a little unable to hold on.

This large-scale search consumes a lot of mana and soul. However, the ancestor was so angry that no one dared to step in and had to endure hardships.

Unlike other monks who live in the Qing Qi Heaven, there are panaceas that can restore mana, but they are not good. In addition to absorbing the spiritual energy from the turbid air, there are only a few turbid medicines that can be used.

The formation formed by dozens of Qingshen clan monks moved sideways in the turbid air. The turbid air surged wherever it passed, washing away all the spiritual fluctuations that occurred.

……

"Number 31!"

Above the cave where the fire was rolling, Zhuolang roared angrily.

"Shu Zi, how dare you tease me!"

The green soles of his feet stepped down on the middle and top of the cave, and the fire rolled and burned everything in the cave to ashes.

I think Zhuolang is also a well-known person in the nearby area. Over the past 100,000 years, Hedao monks have participated in large and small hunts as many as 30 times. They even received a decree from a senior Yujing of the Qingshen tribe to participate in the search. I have seen a powerful demon clan named Yu Jing, but this is the first time I have encountered such a cunning person.

If word spreads, the next time they join forces to hunt other Hedao monks in Qingqi World, they will definitely be laughed to death by other members of the same clan.

The Qingqi World is the Qingshen clan's name for Haotian and Cangtian. In turn, Haotian and Cangtian call them the Turbid Qi Sea or the Turbid Qi World.

……

"You deserve to die, you scared me to death...oh no, you're a holy demon."

After decades, more than thirty disguised nests were overturned at once. As the nest owner, Shen Lian naturally figured out who was messing with him.

A foreigner from the Daoji realm who looks very ugly.

It has three eyes, a head covered with blue jade, and a hunchback covered with strange scales.

After many observations, Shen Lian saw that these alien races could directly absorb the turbid energy to practice, and they should be local species.

"The local forces are really rude."

His thoughts slowly withdrew from the particles of turbid air, and along with them, the gravel was also collected into the small world.

No way, Shen Lian found that these guys' methods were so weird that they could actually capture the remaining breath from the dust. Although the breath would dissipate on its own over time, it didn't mean that it could all be dispersed so cleanly.

Otherwise, his traces would not have been exposed, and he would have been searched like a dragnet. You must know that this kind of crowd tactic, dragnet fishing, was his special skill back then. Unexpectedly, after so many years, he would also use it. On.

"Since you are the only family nearby, don't blame me for trying my newly learned spell on you."

……

In the vast turbid air, the Qingshen clan monks arrayed were still searching with all their strength.

Suddenly, the floating Zhuang Lang's eyes were fixed, the green light rushing up above his head flickered, and the three eyes released a sharp light at the same time.

"finally found you!"

In an instant, a piece of green light swept away the heavy fog.

After traveling thousands of miles and already out of the search range of the clansmen, Zhuolang raised his two cyan claws, and the billowing turbid air condensed into two huge palaces in his hands, and he smashed them forward in the air.

Boom!

The moment the gray palace fell, it collided with a rush of red flames. The sky-shattering loud noise and dazzling light caused the void to collapse.

"what!"

Under the exploding firelight, a figure looked frightened and quickly ran away into the distance.

"The human race who has advanced in the way of fire still wants to run away!"

Zhuolang laughed loudly, the anger accumulated over the years finally found an outlet.

That's right, it's this guy, exactly the same as the aura left in the Land of Tribulation.

It turned out to be a human demon cultivator, so no wonder he created so many fake mansions to deceive it.

"You will survive the calamity on my territory, so stay."

After the words fell, the blue jade stones surrounding Zhuolang's head lit up, and fell off from his head one by one, forming a jade belt that shot out.

Green light flashed, and clouds of gray cold flames emerged from it, pressing down on the fleeing figure.

At this moment, three eyes reflected the originally panicked figure, and he suddenly turned around and revealed a weird smile.

"Ugly?"

"This human race calls it ugly!"

Zhuolang was startled, you humans are the ugly ones, and the whole family is ugly.

……

A colorful light suddenly appeared behind Zhuolang, and a faint voice sounded.

"Fellow Ugly Taoist, I have newly discovered a soul technique called the Three Burials of Chaos Soul Technique. Please give it a try!"

In an instant, Zhuolang was shocked, there was someone else!
Even the spells being cast were turbulent, and the turbid air was swaying in all directions.

Seeing this, the villain in Zhuolang's sea of ​​spiritual thoughts muttered something and put up a layer of protection for himself.

But the green light pouring out of the head was still shrouded in a colorful ocean. A simple stone chime appeared from the colorful ocean, turned into dots of starlight in the sky, and crashed into Zhuolang's sea of ​​spiritual thoughts.

Even though the Qingshen tribe's sea of ​​spiritual thoughts has a slightly different structure from that of the human race, the billowing starlight fell like the Milky Way for nine days, and the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts was suddenly filled with turbidity.

Every bit of starlight is a broken figure, and there are more than billions of starlights, and each share is filled with countless messy memory fragments.

In an instant, Zhuolang felt that his sea of ​​spiritual thoughts was flooded with billions of old cow noses, each one of them chanting chaotic spells.

"what!"

The defense that was put in to protect the little man with spiritual thoughts in a hurry was ineffective at all. This attack, regardless of immortality, directly surrounded the entire sea of ​​spiritual thoughts in a uniform manner.

Boundless broken memories constitute words that reverse the yin and yang and reverse the order of chaos. Countless fragments of information are endless, like billions of blades, quickly confusing Zhuolang's memory.

As a Daoji monk, it has lived for more than 110,000 years, and its extremely long memory of 110,000 years is like a vast ocean.

But these memory fragments rushing in at this moment are not only chaotic, but also scarier and longer than its own memory, as vast as clouds.

"what!"

Zhuolang let out a scream in the turbid air, and the light from his three eyes became messy, his thoughts were confused, and the mana in his body showed signs of losing control.

The inspiration for the Three Burial Soul Chaotic Technique came from the Three Burial Spirit Talisman created when I was still a little transformed god.

Over the tens of thousands of years of practice, Shen Lian has countless memories of soul-searching monks, and he has also devoured several body-snatching monks. Counting his own clones, his memory accumulated over the years is no less than that of a Hedao monk who has been together for hundreds of thousands of years.

This is not counting the inheritance of craftsmanship. Over the years, he has passed down various crafts such as weapon refining, alchemy, and formations. The content of the inheritance passed down from any of these crafts is as vast as clouds.

What's more, so much information was shattered and fused together by Shen Lian, forming a three-burial soul chaos technique, which gathered into a sea of ​​broken memories.

Here, no piece of information is correct, no piece of information is complete, and no piece of information is not crazy.

The main theme is chaos and disorder, as vast as smoke.

At this moment, the effect of this blow was remarkable. A veteran Daoji monk was directly knocked into a downtime state by the Three Burial Chaotic Soul Technique.

Although it did not directly kill the opponent's soul, it also caused the opponent's soul to fall into a situation of 'where am I, who am I, and what the hell are these things'.

"If you sow a reincarnation, you will reap a pill furnace."

"Come on, let's take a walk on the dry road."

"To make an elixir, you must first go to the palace..."

"Daddy's father is called grandma..."

……

The chaotic and disordered memories accommodated thousands of people, and none of them could be completely reorganized. They were all so messed up that too many people poured in at once, and the sea of ​​spiritual thoughts of the Lianhe Dao monks entered an overload state.

"Fellow Taoist, I still have a killer move, please taste it again!"

Seeing that his opponent was down, Shen Lian naturally would not let go of such a good opportunity, and disappeared in a flash.

The next moment, the surrounding void quickly distorted, with wind, thunder and lightning emitting from within.

The moment Feng Lei manifested, he swallowed the Zhuo Lang in one go.

"what!"

The sharp edge of space struck him, causing Zhuolang, who was down, to wake up suddenly. He looked at the silver space storms surrounding him in horror, and wind and thunder were derived from each storm.

In a state of panic, Zhuolang couldn't care about anything else, and instinctively chanted obscure spells in his mouth. The scales on his body suddenly rose, and streams of gray air surged out, quickly forming a thick defense of turbid air in his body.

"The Vientiane Killing Technique!"

A cold voice sounded from the broken space.

He saw the twisted space storm rolling around Zhuolang, suddenly forming a nine-square grid state, and the sky turned into square fields, which were imprinted on Zhuolang's body.

"Pfft!"

The space was shaped into a nine-square grid by invisible hands, with silver light like a knife and wind and thunder roaring in all directions.

In an instant, a large amount of dark green blood poured out from Zhuolang's body. The turbid air that enveloped his body exploded, blasting away part of the silver light in the space, turning into a stream of light and rushing into the distance faster than lightning.

"Fellow Taoist, don't leave."

In the silver light, a hazy shadow emerged, and then quickly stretched and expanded, turning into a huge whale-like state.

Wind and thunder roared, and purple lightning gathered around the body. The whale-like shadow changed its state again. Huge wings grew from its abdomen, rolling up boundless wind, thunder and purple lightning.

The shadow spreads its wings, and the silver light quickly retreats under the feathers.

Zhuolang, who was escaping far away, felt a huge shadow covering him. He was so frightened that his mind swept away, and what he saw made him extremely frightened.

Above its head, a huge phantom stretched the space infinitely short. The phantom's tail was still where they had just met, but its head was already above its head.

The wings flapped like clouds hanging from the sky, and wind and thunder rolled beneath them, causing ripples that spanned millions of miles of sky. It was like a Milky Way growing under the belly of a huge phantom, and it happened to be within this galaxy in space.

"Kunpeng!"

The three eyes were filled with huge shadows, and the chill of death lingered in his heart.

"What kind of spell is this!"

In panic, Zhuolang shouted.

It can't understand, it really doesn't understand.

Could it be magic!

But at the next moment, huge waves rose up within the huge shadow, turning into countless sharp edges that pierced through Zhuolang's body.

The ugly body was cut into countless pieces, and a wisp of soul smoke rose up.

The giant Kun flies across the sky, spanning millions of miles, like a sky bridge across the Milky Way, across the vast ocean of turbid air.

A demon scale flashing with wind and thunder fell from the broken space, revealing Mixuzi covered in blood. The power of space rules on his body was beating up and down like a huge wave.

"Why were you beaten to death!"

Shen Lian then moved from far to near, looking at the foreign race that was broken into pieces of flesh, and the corners of his mouth cracked. He didn't expect that the spell that blessed the seventh-order Hunkun demon scales was so powerful.

In three moves, a Taoist alien was killed.

The third burial disturbs the soul and disturbs the soul.

Vientiane killing technique to break its defense.

The dharma body of Beiming is millions of miles away.

"Damn, why are you so careless? I've just learned these spells."

After taking a look at Mixuzi, who was covered in blood, Shen Lian sighed.

The first two moves, three burying the chaotic souls, and the Wanxiang Killing Technique were all performed by him personally, and the subsequent Beiming Dharma Body was performed by Mixunzi.

These spells were all learned for Hunyuan mana. With the help of seventh-level wind and thunder and space dual attribute spirit treasures, the power of the space rules is comparable to that of the third level, and Mixunzi is also a little difficult to control.

Just kill a thousand enemies and suffer five hundred losses.

It's also my fault that this ugly monster was too careless to kill.

There were only three moves, and they had just been understood. Shen Lian used them with an experimental attitude. He originally wanted to find out the flaws, but he didn't expect to kill the test product first.

Of course, there is no experimental data at all. There is only a pile of rotten meat left, plus the injured Mixunzi, which shows that the spell he just learned is still not very good.

It is not yet able to be retracted and released freely, and its execution is not very precise, so it needs to be improved.

If it weren't for Shen Lian's understanding of space rules, he wouldn't have had a chance to escape when he used the second move of the Vientiane Killing Technique.

The Vientiane Killing Technique is a killing technique that combines wind, thunder and space. The core of his understanding of this technique is based on the fact that one flower and one world are the world. A grain of sand or a speck of dust is the world.

Since the world can naturally be integrated into wind and thunder, the monks can be divided into many parts and placed neatly in different spaces to withstand the test of wind and thunder.

Combined into a pile of meat, scattered into large ribs.

Unfortunately, this technique is still in its infancy. The nine-square grid displayed is too few and not three-dimensional enough. It is best to form a scene of one sand and one world, turning the void into a desert.

"call!"

With a long spit, Shen Lian rolled up everything around him and quickly fled away.

This time, killing this Hedao alien was a joint effort between the main body and the two clones. The Holy Demon was weak in front, so the main body made a sneak attack, and Mixunzi finished the work, all in one go.

The three spells are part of Shen Lian's achievements over the years. In fact, he conceived a total of nine spells and named them Hunyuan Nine Arts.

The first three methods are used today, and the next six methods are tentatively decided.

Anyway, to put it bluntly, I have the nine methods of Hunyuan. Currently, I have deduced the seven, eight, and nineth three methods, and one to six are not yet available.

……

"Qingshen tribe, Zhuolang settlement."

More than half a year later, Shen Lian appeared outside a continent shrouded in turbid air, looking at the vast mountains with wandering eyes.

"Fellow Taoist Zhuolang, you are an unlucky person, why are you dead? How can I legitimately take over such a good land? You really deserve to die!"

"That's all, I can only suffer for your beloved relatives and friends who are in the same realm. I will be gentle this time."

ps: There is a power outage at home, so here are the codes. There will be a power outage today and tomorrow. It seems that the power outage needs to be rotated for maintenance nearby.

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