The golden elixir is a star. Do you call this cultivating immortality

Chapter 471: The ghost in the torn robe appears, kill!

"Such an earth-shattering battle is enough to be recorded in the history of the Sixth Heaven. Unfortunately, you are the only spectator."

Qi Yuan sighed.

The battles in recent years have been thrilling.

For Qi Yuan, he was at his wit's end.

Qi Yuan wanted to film some of the wonderful moments and make a collection of them, add the magnificent or somewhat sad and heroic "Huang" BGM to it, and make a video reviewing the heavens, and broadcast it to the people in the Sixth Heaven every day.

This must have shocked many monks.

When Shi Pan heard this, he was a little confused again.

This battle...is it really that valuable?
"You go back first. I need to review where I didn't perform well today. I can't make the same mistake again tomorrow!"

Qi Yuan waved his hand and the figure of the stone plate disappeared.

Qi Yuan was the only one left in the empty building.

"When he was cursing my mother in a roundabout way, I did get a little red, but luckily I was covered by the black robe, so he didn't notice anything unusual about me."

"So... starting tomorrow, add a background music to give me courage. In the background music, I am invincible!"

"Have some courage, save me, a person with social phobia!"

The next day.

The warm sunshine shines in the empty palace.

The man in black robe was sleeping on the recliner, looking warm.

Suddenly, a breeze blew.

There was a sound of footsteps shaking the earth, as if the palace was about to shake.

A man who looked like a double-door refrigerator appeared, with a deep look in his eyes.

He was like a mighty god, coming to the world to slay demons and eliminate evil.

"You're here." The man in the black robe on the recliner spoke in a calm voice. His expression could not be seen because of the black robe.

"Your grandpa is here!" Dao Buer said in a muffled voice.

"Your grandfather is lying here."

The voice was very calm, but when Dao Buer heard it, it was like thunder in his mind.

It was as if the God of Thunder in the Ninth Heaven was shouting.

His consciousness was in turmoil, and a look of doubt flashed through his mind.

"Could it be that the man in black robes before my eyes is really my grandfather? Otherwise, why is he immune to my Words of Holy Light?"

However, as soon as this thought came to his mind, he immediately suppressed it.

"Hehe, I'm older than you, so I'm your grandfather!" Dao Buer said lightly with a proud look on his face.

During this time, he has gained the upper hand in the battle with the mysterious man in black robe.

"Is this... the reason why you don't take a shower?" Qi Yuan said calmly.

He said, taking a casual snap.

Suddenly, sixty-seven ghosts entered the palace.

These ghosts hold little red flowers in their hands, as well as musical instruments such as gongs and drums, and have exaggerated red and white makeup on their faces, which is particularly strange.

"BGM start!" Qi Yuan snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, these sixty-seven ghosts began to dance the yangge, and at the same time, cheerful sounds came out of their mouths.

"The Tao does not take baths!"

"The Tao does not take baths!"

The cheerful voices, graceful dance moves, accompanied by the lively sounds of gongs and drums, create a very magical picture.

Dao Buer's expression changed slightly, feeling ashamed, and then he said coldly: "Is this the only way you can use now? It seems... you are destined to be the grandson!"

"Daobuer doesn't take a bath!" Qi Yuan said lazily.

"That's all you can do? You don't even dare to fight head-on?"

"Did you shower last night?"

"you……"

Time flies, and soon half a month has passed.

There are few cultivators coming to the area around the hall, or even within hundreds of miles.

Only the army of ghosts remains loyal, repeating drills every day to build a high-quality army.

Shi Pan stayed in the cave, looking at the message in the jade slip, with a cold look in his eyes: "Aqin, if you keep saying that, we can't even be friends. Everything I have was given by you, how could I betray you?"

The person who contacted him was a female cultivator he knew, who was well-behaved and cute, and also the grandmother of a Yin God.

The female cultivator has a secret crush on him and is now advising him to escape.

How could he abandon Qi Yuan?

Everything he has was given by the adults.

What else... emotional value did Aqin give him?
After Shi Pan finished speaking, he put the communication jade slip into his storage bag and ignored it.

"If the Holy Light Gate comes... how should you respond?"

To be honest, Shi Pan was also secretly worried about Qi Yuan.

After all, all cultivators say that the Holy Light Sect is powerful and that its leader is unmatched and invincible.

Even if it's a stone plate, my heart starts beating fast after listening to it too many times.

In a distant land, monks gathered, looking anxious.

"Tonight is the Night of the Dark Ghosts. According to... past practice, the leader of the Holy Light Sect will definitely show up.

That...Tianzun is in danger."

"Humph, that Heavenly Lord has brought too much trouble upon himself. He is from the Holy Light Clan!"

"Liu Xi, it's a good thing you didn't do anything for him, otherwise, I'm afraid you would have died!"

Not far away, Liu Xi was drinking a little wine, his mind was mixed, and he did not reply.

"I heard that the Heavenly Venerable...seems to have been seriously injured, his spirit and soul are damaged, and there is something wrong with his brain. I heard that in the past few years, he has been quarreling with a casual cultivator every day."

"If there's nothing wrong with your brain, why would you still be here?"

Hearing this, Liu Xi couldn't help but say, "Anyway, if it weren't for this lord, we would have to hide in the wind tunnel on Ghost Night, which is quite inconvenient. This lord has done us a favor, so it's better not to slander him."

When the other monks heard this, they shrugged and did not mention Qi Yuan again.

"I heard that every time there is a pure ghost night, an ancient ghost will appear and dominate the world. This time, I wonder if we will have the chance to see the figure of that ancient mighty one!"

A great lord spoke, with a strong curiosity in his eyes.

On the original haunted night, there were ghosts patrolling the sky, so they did not dare to go out.

Now, all the ghost army has been detained by the Heavenly Venerable, and they dare not go out even on the ghost night.

On the night of pure ghosts, the ancient powerful ghost would not randomly attack and kill monks like the ghost army.

So, they are safe.

"I wonder what realm that ancient dead soul is in. Can it be comparable to the realm of great truth?" a cultivator said nervously.

The great truth, in their perception, already belongs to the strongest.

"This is a strange place. It should have been a thriving civilization in ancient times. What a pity."

A monk sighed.

“I wonder if the Sixth Heaven will be like this after countless years?”

"If that's the case, we might not even be able to defeat the soldiers in the ghost army!"

Liu Xi drank some wine and listened to the sighs of the crowd, feeling a little confused for a moment.

Night slowly falls.

All the monks gathered together, but no one went to the wind cave.

The night tonight is exceptionally quiet, and when the wind blows, it feels eerie and strange.

I don’t know how long it had been, but suddenly, a sad and tragic horn sounded.

It seemed that all the monks felt as if they were on an ancient battlefield.

Ruins, desolation, fire, blood...

The flashing of swords and the shadow of broken flying boats hung upside down in the vast sky.

Countless lights and shadows, countless roars.

Dense and dense steel flows collide with each other.

boom!
Turn into deathly silence!

It also seems to be the ultimate romance for men.

"There is nothing, but I feel... endless sadness."

"This battle must be extremely tragic, right?"

"Behind the battle line, there is not a single man left!"

Just as everyone was overwhelmed with emotions, suddenly, the sky and the earth turned blood red again.

A broken afterimage suddenly appeared.

"The ancient dead spirit has appeared!"

"Look!"

Everyone looked over there, but they couldn't see the afterimage clearly, or rather...all they saw was just a remnant of a robe.

The body is broken, but the remaining robes are still there!
The remnant robe was stained with blood, and it was unclear whether it was from the enemy or the owner of the robe.

At this moment, a huge sound suddenly came from the sky.

"You and I are the origins, return to our positions immediately!"

As the voice fell, everyone looked up at the sky, and saw a ball of holy light that was particularly bright in the blood-red sky.

Upon seeing this, the monks present immediately held their breath.

"This is... the leader of the Holy Light Sect!"

The sky of the entire Tiankun strange land was blood red.

But everyone can see that ball of holy light.

If this isn’t the leader of the Holy Light Sect, then who is it?

These monks trembled with fear in their hearts.

But it is just awe from the heart.

After all, those strong men saw them as just little bugs and didn't care about them at all.

Outside the hall, Shi Pan heard the voice and widened his eyes: "This voice... why is it so familiar!"

The voice of the leader of the Holy Light Sect is exactly the same as the voice of the man who comes to quarrel with adults every day.

Coincidence?
Or... a horrible guess arose in Shi Pan's mind.

At this time, Dao Buer stood in the sky, looking at the remnant robe with a solemn expression.

"Sure enough, he is exempt from my Word of Light!"

The only reason he came here was to get that piece of torn robe.

That's why he used various means to control the army of ghosts, hoping to achieve his goal through the army of ghosts.

However, the army of ghosts was not under control.

He had no control over this remnant of robe.

“It seems that in order to seize the opportunity here, I need to…” Dao Buer’s eyes were deep.

Need to control the mysterious black robe.

Although the mysterious black robe is difficult to deal with, it is still easier to take down than the remnant robe.

Of course, he hadn't given up yet and was still yelling at the remnant robe.

"You and I are from the same origin, come back quickly!"

This sound was like a devil's voice, and all the cultivators in the entire Tiankun strange land could hear it.

Liu Xi and other monks were horrified when they saw this scene.

“Is this the power of Yangshen Tianzun?”

"If they were outside the strange land, they could even swallow the strange land in one gulp!"

“I’m afraid that no Yangshen Tianzun in the Sixth Heaven can be immune to this kind of words of holy light!”

“Alas, now that this Holy Light Clan member has appeared, that lord is going to have a miserable end!”

There was constant discussion and whispering.

However, at this moment, suddenly, a slightly lazy voice was heard.

"I was wondering why you didn't come to me for a fight today. It turns out that you... saved your energy to deal with this big guy!"

A man in a black robe appeared, his whole body shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see his face clearly.

When the monks present heard this, their expressions suddenly changed.

"This is... that Lord Tianzun?"

"How dare he? This is the Holy Light Clan!"

"The words of Holy Light cannot exempt even the great truth. He..."

"Wait a minute, a quarrel... could it be?"

Suddenly, a monk thought of something and his expression changed drastically.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the other monks suddenly changed.

There have always been rumors that the Lord Tianzun is not in his right mind and has been quarreling with a mysterious monk every day for several years.

Could it be that the mysterious monk is the leader of the Holy Light Sect?

When they thought of this, they were filled with shock and some even felt like clowns.

However, they were more puzzled.

The words of Holy Light are unrivaled, so why is that Lord Tianzun immune?
At this time, Dao Buer looked at Qi Yuan with murderous intent in his eyes: "Sure enough, you were pretending to be weak to me during this period!"

Dao Buer looked at Qi Yuan. Qi Yuan no longer looked like he was affected by his words of holy light.

"Hehe, you found out." Qi Yuan admitted it frankly.

Because Dao Buer's energy was almost fully charged by him, so... his acting became more and more careless.

Dao Buer's expression remained unchanged: "I'll give you a chance. Help me control this ghost in broken robes, and I'll spare your life!"

Even without the Word of Holy Light, Dao Buer's fighting power was amazing, and he thought he could kill Qi Yuan.

Moreover, Qi Yuan had been to the Sixth Heaven, and the road ahead was blocked.

"Who gave you the confidence to save my life? I'm afraid that you don't take a shower every day and your brain is broken?" Qi Yuan said speechlessly.

"I am invincible under the great truth. The moment you don't have the great truth, it is not the great truth. With just the truth...what can you use to fight against me?" Dao Buer said calmly.

During these years of quarrels with Qi Yuan, he always kept an eye on Qi Yuan.

It was difficult for the opponent to conceal his aura when he used a talent similar to the Word of Light, but he did not leak out the aura of the Great Truth.

It is a truth that the other party should be the same as him.

He must have a good ancestor, otherwise, after entering a strange place, he should descend to the realm of great celestial status.

Since it is the truth, he is not afraid.

"I'm definitely not the Great Truth." Qi Yuan did not hide it, "But don't underestimate me. I'm just a small purple mansion, but I dare to resist the injustice of fate!"

The weak will wield their swords against those who are even weaker.

Only the strong dare to swing their swords at those who are stronger than them.

He challenges the truth with his powerful body, and can be considered a true warrior!
Dao Buer frowned slightly: "Is it still interesting to pretend to me now? I have long seen that you are just an ordinary person."

He seemed to be sure of victory and was full of confidence.

"I am very interested in your bloodline. Since I can't get you, I have to destroy you!" Dao Buer said with a cold expression.

What he wanted most, of course, was to slowly gain control of Qi Yuan.

Then control the army of ghosts through Qi Yuan.

However, the words of Holy Light were ineffective.

He didn't dare delay any longer. If he delayed for millions of years, Qi Yuan would step into the great truth and he would be finished.

As for the ghost in the ragged robe, he would think of a way. At most it would waste millions of years. There would always be a chance.

"If you can't get it, you will destroy it. Your character is too dangerous. No wonder the ghost in the broken robe didn't listen to you at all. You must treat them with sincerity." Qi Yuan looked calm.

As he communicated with Dao Buer, all the power of Dao Buer's power bank had been used up for him, and it was time for him to win the other party with a physical fight.

Qi Yuan said, waving at the ghost in the torn robe: "Old dead man, do you want to come to my house for dinner? Your brothers and sisters are all at my house!"

Dao Buer looked at the ghost in the tattered robe, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Because, after hearing his words of holy light, the ghost in the tattered robe remained unmoved, as if it had not heard them.

But Qi Yuan's words made the ghost in the torn robe pause slightly.

Therefore, if Qi Yuan is given enough time, he can really influence and control the man in the remnant robe.

Dao Buer's eyes flashed with regret: "It's better to kill the disobedient dog!"

"Are we going to start a fight?" Qi Yuan looked at Dao Buer and asked casually.

Dao Buer did not respond, but just looked at Qi Yuan coldly with his little head.

"Before we fight, I have to make it clear that I am not attacking you because I am angry and ashamed of not being able to win over you in the past few years!

It's because your character is too low and you often kill people indiscriminately. I will judge you on behalf of justice!" Qi Yuan felt the need to explain.

Otherwise, those cultivators in Tiankunqi who didn't know him would think that he was a person with a bad temper, who would start to fight when he couldn't win by scolding others!

This undermines his majestic and tall image.

At the same time, Liu Xi blinked his eyes and whispered, "Are you sure these two are Heavenly Lords? How are they behaving..."

He dared not say harsh words.

The monk who heard the voice transmission also nodded in agreement.

These two Yang Gods are a bit weird.

"The innate magical power is useless, why are you still talking so much?" Dao Bu Er said coldly, "Kill!"

At this moment, he no longer used the Word of Holy Light, but instead attacked with integrity.

Everyone in the world believes that the Holy Light Clan’s most powerful reliance is the Word of Holy Light.

But his way is different.

His name is Dao Buer, and he is one of the top ten geniuses in the Holy Light Clan.

His fighting ability is particularly amazing.

Although he is in the realm of ultimate truth, relying solely on his combat power, he can fight head-on once or twice when encountering the great ultimate truth, and then escape.

"You are not the Great Truth, and today you will die!"

Dao Buer shouted loudly.

A terrifying aura swept across.

In the strange land of Tiankun, countless auras are turbulent.

When all the monks saw this, their contempt turned into shock.

Because, all the spiritual energy in this strange land of Tiankun was suddenly sucked away at this moment.

It can even be said that the spiritual energy in their bodies was depleted at this moment, making them just like ordinary people.

Yang Shen's attack is so terrifying, who can resist it?

However, the next moment, the expression on Dao Buer's face changed slightly.

The man in black robes moved: "I am not the Great Principle, so what? Just because I am the Purple Mansion, you can bully me?
Do you understand the value of the Sixth Heaven's First Purple Mansion?"

As he spoke, the black robe on his body suddenly fell off.

A man in blood-red armor suddenly appeared, holding a blood-red sword in his hand. The aura on his body was as deep as the sea, making it difficult to understand.

"To deal with a dead power bank like you, I only need one sword!"

A sword comes out!

The wind and clouds haven’t moved!

It can even be said that there is no change in the heaven and earth.

Qi Yuan's sword was plain and simple, and it did not have the kind of power that Dao Buer had that caused turmoil in the entire Tiankunqi land.

An ordinary sword, just like a stab from a general in the secular world.

But Dao Buer was unable to resist this sword at all.

Because, standing in front of him is Qi Yuan, who is at the thirteenth level of "Ancestral Blood Sutra", at the level of the Ten Thousand Dao Martial God, comparable to the Great Truth, and is a terrifying warrior in a state of fusion with Xiao Jia, who is refining Qi of the Five Elements, building the foundation of the Heavenly Dao, possessing the Golden Elixir of the Stars, the Innate God and Demon Infant, and the number one Purple Mansion in the Sixth Heaven!

The longer the prefix, the stronger the origin.

"As I am now, I can kill you...instantly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sword fell without any skill.

Dao Buer's body was shattered.

Qi Yuan looked at the look of disbelief on Dao Buer's face, but he actually had something else to say.

"Kid, you appear in front of me every day. Do you really think I'm blind... that I can't see your weaknesses?"

He looked at the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner every day and could find its loopholes.

Dao Bu'er came to quarrel with him every day, and Qi Yuan even knew the color of Dao Bu'er's pants.

With one sword, the truth is destroyed!

This is Qi Yuan’s powerful sword!
(End of this chapter)