Staying in the sect, controlling beasts and cultivating immortals

"shake!!"

The silver light dissipated, the sacrificial mirror was shaken away, and Jinghong's sword swept across, finally slashing fiercely on Huangpu Yuanji.

Huang Pu Yuanji's expression was one of astonishment, with a hint of panic in his eyes, until the sword light pierced through his waist and blood dripped drop by drop. He lowered his head in disbelief, and a sword mark appeared. The power of extinction erupted in his body, quickly destroying his five internal organs and six internal organs. His vitality was fading away at a very fast speed.

"how come……"

Huang Puyuan was extremely surprised, with a look of disbelief remaining on his old face. He looked up at the breathless Yu Changsheng and smiled bitterly.

Having expended a great deal of his vitality on using the Sacrifice Mirror, he was almost at the end of his rope and unable to withstand Yu Changsheng's full-strength sword attack. This sword completely destroyed his vitality as he was already in a state of uncertainty.

What killed him was also his invincible heart of Tao.

"call……"

With one strike of the sword, Yu Changsheng turned pale in an instant and almost lost all strength. The Wanling Jue was running frantically to replenish the magic power in his body. The three gates of the Purple Mansion closed, absorbing and exhaling the power of heaven and earth to restore his condition.

Yu Changsheng let out a long breath, took out two fourth-level pills from his storage bag, and swallowed them without any hesitation. The rich vitality immediately exploded in his body, turning into healing power, which wrapped around Yu Changsheng's limbs and bones.

Suddenly, the flesh and blood of the legs that had been wiped off began to wriggle, and soon granulation tissue grew and they began to grow again.

When one's cultivation reaches the Purple Palace, it is very common to regenerate a broken limb as long as the vital parts are not injured. It was just that it was difficult to regenerate a broken limb before due to the effect of the Sacrifice Body Mirror.

Now that the Sacrifice Mirror is no longer effective, and with the help of two fourth-level pills, Yu Changsheng's injuries recovered quickly.

As for Huangpu Yuanji, his vitality had been completely overdrawn. In addition, Yu Changsheng's sword almost destroyed his physical body, and his internal organs were also shattered. His injuries were so serious that he was beyond recovery.

Huangpu Yuanji himself was also aware of this. He just smiled bitterly and looked at Yu Changsheng with unwillingness in his eyes. His pale face quickly turned gray and the light in his eyes was dimming rapidly.

Finally, when the sword energy in his body raged and completely wiped out the last ray of life, Huangpu Yuanji seemed to be relieved and looked at Yu Changsheng deeply.

"Yu Changsheng, I will remember you. We will meet again in the future. Please don't die..."

As Huangpu Yuanji spoke, his voice became lower and lower. After he finished his last sentence, the light in his eyes completely dimmed, his vitality disappeared, and finally he no longer reacted at all.

"Ang ang ang!!"

The long dragon of imperial destiny emerged, hovering over Huang Pu Yuanji, and let out a mournful cry. It was no longer high-spirited, but became old in an instant. The dragon head drooped, and there was sadness and grayness in the dragon's eyes. Finally, it turned into golden spots of light and slowly dissipated between heaven and earth.

The emperor's luck dissipated, his life disappeared, and Huangpu Yuanji fell!
Or rather, part of it fell.

"We'll meet again in the future..."

Yu Changsheng supported the Purple Spirit Emperor Sword with one hand. He frowned slightly when he heard the words, as if thinking about something.

"The cause and effect of this body is not right. It has clearly fallen, but the main line has not been broken. It seems that Huangpu Yuanji has not really fallen. This body is just a Taoist body."

The voice of the black tortoise sounded in Yu Changsheng's mind at the right time, revealing a hint of weakness and a hint of surprise in its tone, which answered Yu Changsheng's doubts.

"This guy is not simple. But to be able to cultivate his Dao body to this level, with flesh and blood, it seems that he spent a lot of money."

"Although his real body is gone, the fall of his Dao body will definitely make you feel uncomfortable. The backlash is enough to make him suffer."

Yu Changsheng was silent, nodded, took a deep breath, and said lightly:
"No problem. The result will be the same next time we meet. If I can kill his Taoist body, then I can kill his real body. I just don't know when that will happen."

"Haha." The black tortoise laughed and nodded with satisfaction.

"He has the shadow of the Holy Land on him. His true body should be in the Holy Land."

"A holy place?"

Yu Changsheng looked up, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the abyss and see the outside scene clearly. Finally, he grinned, with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

"Is anyone really looking forward to it?"

As he spoke, Yu Changsheng snapped his fingers and a ball of fire shot out. After completely dealing with Huangpu Yuanji's body, he stretched out his hand and grabbed his storage bag and the sacrificial mirror that was blown away.

The sacrificial mirror has regained its calm due to the death of Huangpu Yuanji. The ancient bronze mirror is full of traces of time, and the mirror surface is densely packed with cracks, which is shocking. Only the faint light flickers, showing that this mirror is not simple.

"It's a good magic weapon, but it's a pity that it can't be used many times."

Yu Changsheng held the sacrificial mirror in his hand and examined it carefully. A gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he gently touched the sacrificial mirror, marveling at it.

For Yu Changsheng, this battle was a one-stop battle. If it was just a matter of cultivation strength, Yu Changsheng would not have won so hard. After breaking through the Purple Mansion, his strength has increased dramatically. Yu Changsheng is confident that he can suppress Huang Pu Yuanji, who has also made an initial promotion to the Purple Mansion.

This battle was not just a matter of victory or defeat, but also of life and death. Huangpu Yuanji naturally fought desperately, not sparing his life, which was why he brought so many obstacles to Yu Changsheng.

On the other hand, the opponent's magic weapon is really strange. No matter it is the azure Nine Nether Orb or the Sacrifice Mirror, each one is a sharp weapon and very difficult to deal with.

Yu Changsheng also had to admit that among his peers, Huang Pu Yuanji was the most powerful genius he had ever met.

"This battle has given me a lot of gains, and the realm I just broke through has also been consolidated."

Yu Changsheng stretched out his palm, looked at it, and said softly after a long time that he did not feel it was easy in this battle. It was dangerous and every step could lead to his death.

It was no less than the battle between him and Huang Suyu when he was training Qi, and the battle between him and Yang Chengxu when he was building his foundation. As for the golden elixir...

Yu Changsheng thought about it and realized that he had stayed in the Jindan realm for the shortest time and had basically always been invincible in the same realm. If there was an opponent who really posed such a great threat to him, there was really no such opponent.

Fortunately, the final result of this battle was acceptable to Yu Changsheng.

"Just in time, it's almost over. This trip to the abyss was really good."

After putting away the sacrificial mirror, Yu Changsheng smiled slightly, exhaled another breath, and felt the fluctuations around him, as if he were in another world. In the abyss, if you don't count the three months in the enlightenment tower, it's only a month at most, but in this month, Yu Changsheng has experienced a lot.

My own cultivation has also progressed from the middle stage of the Golden Core to the Purple Mansion, which can be said to be a rapid progress. At this speed of cultivation, if I don’t have the opportunity and practice step by step, I don’t know how long I will be able to finish it.

"However, it is also thanks to my promotion to the Purple Mansion. Otherwise, if I had met Huang Pu Yuan Ji, I would have been the one who died today."

"Practice, practice. It really depends on opportunity."

Yu Changsheng was filled with emotion, and all his emotions eventually turned into family affection. He lowered his head and looked at the people in the abyss.

In the distance, Li Minghan and others waved to Yu Changsheng excitedly, while Qiu Xing and others had complicated expressions and remained silent.

As for the Qingzhou cultivators, their faces were filled with despair. Yu Changsheng ignored them and instead felt the repulsive force from all around him, waiting silently.

The battle between the two men exceeded the power of Golden Core and Purple Mansion and reached the limit of the Abyss Formation, thus accelerating the closure of the formation and the repulsive force became stronger and stronger.

Gradually, the space began to become blurred and distorted. In the abyss, the light of the formation flickered, and runes lit up dimly and connected together. The dazzling light connected the sky and everywhere. The light enveloped each cultivator, including Yu Changsheng.

The teleportation lights began to connect to the abyss one by one, to carry everyone out.

At the same time, Huangpu Yuanji fell.

Extremely far away from the two states, somewhere in the Mengyao Holy Land.

On the top of the holy mountain, there are birds singing and flowers blooming. The spiritual energy is lingering in the mist, and the sky is a dreamy pink. Under the flowing clouds, cranes fly across the sky, and the sound of their calls can be heard, which is very pleasant.

Exotic flowers and plants were everywhere, just like a fairyland. On the top of the mountain, a figure was meditating with his eyes closed. As he breathed in and out, the spiritual energy around him surged and flowed into his mouth and nose, gently swirling his three thousand black hair, revealing this rising figure and his handsome face.

This face belongs to a young man, exactly like Huangpu Yuanji. In other words, he is Huangpu Yuanji's true body. However, at the moment when Huangpu Yuanji's true body fell.

His originally rosy face suddenly turned pale, his eyes suddenly opened and closed, he coughed violently, and a mouthful of bright red blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth!
"puff!!"

Blood splattered, covering the surrounding grass with a layer of blood red. Not only that, the next moment, Huangpu Yuanji's body quickly shook unsteadily. He supported the ground with one hand and grabbed a handful of soil fiercely. Drops of blood suddenly flowed out from his mouth, nose, eyes, and other orifices, blurring the world in his eyes.

The originally calm atmosphere, at this moment, suddenly swept across like a strong wind, and a roar filled with hatred and anger came out of his mouth, shaking the earth!

"Yu! Chang! Sheng!"

Boom!

Suddenly, the originally calm sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and muffled thunder cut through the sky, exploding loudly.

The terrifying aura belonging to Huang Pu Yuanji swept across the eight directions unscrupulously. As his emotions fluctuated, thick illusory chains crossed the sky and shattered the void. His voice was loud and his might was continuous. Within a hundred miles, there was silence except for the echo of thunder and the unpredictable storm.

Such noises came from the Holy Land immediately. Everyone looked in the direction of Huangpu Yuanji in astonishment, feeling the brewing storm. Not knowing why, they were filled with even greater awe and doubt.

That... is the direction of the Holy Mountain where the Holy Son Yuan Ji is. What happened to him? Why did he suddenly get so angry? "

"Is there anyone in the Holy Land who dares to provoke the Holy Son of Yuanji?"

"Who is this Yu Changsheng? Is there such a person? Why have I never heard of him..."

Countless disciples of the holy land were extremely shocked, with different thoughts and suspicions in their minds. At this time, Huangpu Yuanji, who was on the top of the holy mountain, suddenly trembled all over, his hair was disheveled, his breathing was disordered, and mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth and nose.

Waves of piercing pain erupted from the depths of his soul and swept through his entire body. His internal organs seemed to be torn apart. His body swayed in intense pain. His hands dug deep into the ground and pinched it hard. His face was frozen and pale in weakness.

"The Dao body has fallen... Yu Changsheng, right? I, Huangpu Yuanji, will remember you!"

After a long time, when the pain eased, Huang Puyuan gasped weakly. When he opened his eyes, he was sweating all over. He looked as if he had just been pulled out of the water. He lowered his head and spoke softly.

His Dao body was different from ordinary clones. He spent countless efforts and natural treasures to create it. It was also made with the help of an ancient technique. Its value was inestimable and it was related to his future cultivation.

Among them, the Tao body not only carries part of his bloodline and the fortune of the dynasty, but even a part of his soul has been separated into the Tao body. To a certain extent, this Tao body is also an independent self with different thinking.

Otherwise, he would not have overdrawn his vitality and lifespan just for Yu Changsheng. In his original view, this matter was totally not worth it.

Therefore, the backlash from the fall of his Dao body was also enormous. Not only did he feel a drop in his cultivation and was severely injured in an instant, but the sense of death from his Dao body also erupted in his original body at the same time.

The pain in an instant almost made Huangpu Yuanji faint.

"I originally thought that I would wait until the Dao Body merged with me in the future, and then the two would become one... and then I could break through the threshold of the Spiritual Transformation."

"Now, the Dao body has fallen, and the Dao path is full of twists and turns... Yu Changsheng, this is a vengeance that blocks the Dao. You and I are sworn enemies! You'd better stay alive and wait for me to personally take your life!"

Huang Pu Yuanji growled in a low voice, suppressing an extreme murderous intent in his words. His tone was weak, but the words in it were chilling enough to make people shudder.

.........

.........

Back to Yu Changsheng's side, in the abyss, the formation was shaking, and rays of guiding light enveloped everyone in the abyss, guiding everyone to soar into the sky, break through the restrictions, and fly upwards.

After the light faded and the world spun around, Yu Changsheng opened his eyes again. The concentration of spiritual energy around him had greatly decreased. He had returned from the abyss to the long rainbow that spanned the two sides of the abyss.

One after another figures appeared in the long rainbow at the same time. Among them were Meng Wuan, Li Minghan, Qiu Xing and others, as well as other cultivators from the six sects. They all looked at Yu Changsheng with complicated and awe-inspiring expressions. Finally, they were speechless and bowed deeply with their fists clasped together.

"Ah."

Yu Changsheng nodded calmly, his eyes swept over everyone, and paused for a moment with his focus on the people of Wanxiang Sect. After seeing that everything was safe and sound, he smiled gently. (End of this chapter)