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Chapter 802: Eternal Life Wu He: I will use your magic power, your magical powers, and your magic weapons to fight you.

The Great World of Eternal Life, the Great World of Xuanhuang, the Yuhua Mountains, the Yuhua Sect...

Tiangongyuan...

The Sky Courtyard is located deep within the Yuhua Gate and is shrouded in layers of mist.

The morning sunlight shines down from the sky, refracting the mist into many rainbows, making the place even more beautiful.

However, if you really think of this place as a good place, you are really wrong.

Tiankongyuan can be said to be one of the most dangerous places for disciples in Yuhuamen.

There are generally three ways for outer disciples of Yuhua Sect to die. The first is that they reach the age but their cultivation level is not up to standard, so they are expelled from Yuhua Sect and die of old age outside the sect.

The second type is dying outside while on a mission, like what happened to Fang Han before.

The third option is to die in this sky courtyard.

Moreover, the number of outer disciples of the Yuhua Sect here is no less than that of the previous two.

The reason is that this place is connected to a space called the Demonic Battlefield.

The Demonic Battlefield is a passage opened by the head of the Yuhua Sect using his supreme magical powers, connecting it to the sky outside the domain.

This is the real location for the inner disciples’ assessment.

In the battlefield of demons, there are many invisible demons wandering around, which is extremely dangerous. If a disciple has great wisdom, great perseverance, and great achievements, and enters the battlefield of demons and defeats the temptations of demons, he can enter the sect and become an inner disciple.

To see how powerful the Heavenly Demon is, just look at the Eternal Wu He.

He had taken this path to get here.

Even the weakest demon can pose a great threat to a cultivator who has reached the eighth level of physical bravery.

If a large group of demons unite together, not to mention the cultivators from the physical realm, even the cultivators from the magical realm will have a headache.

And this time due to some unexpected existence, there is even a Demon King in the Demon Battlefield who is comparable to the Secret Realm of Divine Powers.

The demons who were originally fighting each other in great chaos united under the leadership of the Demon King, and countless demons acted together.

The trial that was originally suitable for outer disciples to be promoted to inner disciples has become extremely dangerous. Even the ten most powerful inner disciples - the disciples of the Mountain and River List - cannot guarantee that they can escape unscathed.

But the biggest crisis Fang Han encountered during this inner sect competition was not these...

But...

"Hand over the magic weapon in your hand."

"You belong to Junior Sister Fang Qingxue."

"Junior Sister Fang Qingxue has just been promoted to a celestial being recently, and is currently in seclusion to consolidate her realm."

"I also don't want to be criticized by others for not wanting to see the younger generation grow up and deliberately suppressing them because of this matter.

"If outsiders knew about this, they would think that there was discord within the Yuhua Sect and would be laughed at."

"As long as you hand over the magic weapon in your hand today, I will let you go."

"Without the Seven Evil Gourds, you demon soldier, go back and practice hard! Without something to show off your power, I think you should also cultivate your character and behave like a disciple of the immortal way. Otherwise, you will be neither immortal nor demon, and others will laugh at the mess of our Yuhua Sect."

Listening to the words of the man in front of him, who was standing proudly on the auspicious clouds and as resolute as a god under the sun, Fang Han lowered his head and remained silent, but he tightened his grip on the magic gourd in his hand.

Seeing that Fang Han did not move, an inner disciple on the ground could not help but point his finger at Fang Han in front of him and cursed.

"Senior Brother Hua told you to put down the Seven Evils Gourd, this magic treasure, and go back to practice. Are you deaf?"

There are many flatterers among the disciples of Yuhua Sect, at least there are definitely quite a few of them present.

One person spoke up and echoed the people around him, and immediately everyone opened their mouths to shout like a tsunami.

In an instant, there was a burst of curses at the scene.

Everyone present knew that Fang Han had obtained two Yin-Yang Longevity Pills before.

At this moment, an inexplicable gleam of light flashed in the eyes of some of the disciples present. They did not dare to cause trouble for Fang Han before because they were afraid that Fang Qingxue would settle accounts with them later.

But now, Yuhua Sect’s chief disciple Hua Tiandu is here.

He is far superior to Fang Qingxue in both status and cultivation.

If that's the case, then what is there to hide?
All the envy, jealousy and hatred they had felt before turned into deep malice at this moment and burst out towards Fang Han.

This comes from human malice, which is more terrifying than the bloody demons of the earth, and more stinging than the illusory nothingness of the demons of the sky.

Amidst the thunderous roar of curses, Fang Han, who had been extremely angry, inexplicably calmed down at this moment.

He had been keeping his head down, but finally he raised his head and looked straight at Hua Tiandu who was standing in the sky.

Finally spoke.

"This Seven Evil Gourd is not mine. It was lent to me by a friend of Senior Sister Qingxue."

"If you want to take it, you can only give it to Senior Sister Qingxue. Senior Brother Hua, please understand. Don't make it difficult for me. Senior Brother Hua has many magic weapons, so he won't covet this little treasure."

"Ha ha!"

"Friend? Could it be that Junior Sister Fang Qingxue's friend is the Demon Marshal mentioned in the rumors?"

Hua Tiandu smiled coldly, took two steps forward, and seemed too lazy to talk nonsense with Fang Han in front of him. He stretched out his hand and the Seven Evils Gourd, which was originally held tightly in Fang Han's hand, was suddenly wrapped by a strange force.

Even though Fang Han had swallowed a Yin-Yang Longevity Pill and now had the strength of twenty Xuanhuang Fiery Horses, he still couldn't hold it.

At this moment, Fang Han did not sit there and wait for death. He opened his mouth and roared out the Eight Sounds of the Heavenly Dragon that Yan had taught him during this trial.

The terrifying sound waves shook the inner and outer disciples who were not far from Fang Han, and their faces suddenly changed and they retreated in a hurry.

Even the inner disciples who have reached the tenth level of physical body transformation did not dare to be arrogant, as they could clearly feel the horror of this roar.

If the lump really hits the front, even they may die suddenly.

But this is obviously nothing to Hua Tiandu.

"Little tricks."

Hua Tiandu just waved his hand lightly, and the vibrating sound waves in front of him were instantly dispersed.

The Seven Evils Gourd with a purple-gold color slowly floated into his hand.

In an instant his magical power came into contact with the power contained within it, trying to wipe out this power.

but--

"Shh!"

There was a slight whistling sound in the wind, and Hua Tiandu, who had originally had a calm expression, suddenly showed a look of horror.

The hand that reached out to grab the gourd suddenly retracted.

But even so, the reaction was still a bit slow.

The originally white jade palm was suddenly covered in blood, as if it had been slashed countless times in the previous moment, with drops of blood flying everywhere.

Some of it even splashed onto the faces of the inner and outer disciples below, making the astonishment on their faces even more obvious.

Hua Tiandu withdrew his hand and looked at his bloody palm with a changing expression on his face.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that the wound on the palm seems horrible, but for a cultivator in the late stage of the secret realm of supernatural powers like Hua Tiandu, it is just a minor injury that just breaks the skin.

But this was enough to surprise Hua Tian.

It's just an ordinary magic weapon of the treasure level. Hua Tian can now easily refine it by spending a little time, and can even refine a better one than this.

Even if this thing is controlled by the operator with all his strength, a direct self-detonation may not cause much damage to him, let alone a small Seven Evils Gourd that is not controlled by anyone?

What virtue does this thing have?!

And just as Hua Tian was shocked, an angry roar exploded from the magic gourd.

"Who dares to touch Mr. Fang's magic weapon?"

This roar seemed to contain other magical powers, and the power of the sound waves was more than a hundred times greater than Fang Han's previous Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds.

The impact range was extremely small, covering only Hua Tiandu.

Fortunately, with the lesson learned at the beginning, Hua Tiandu used his magic power to protect himself at the first moment.

Although part of his magic power was destroyed, he himself was unharmed, and he managed to save some of his image.

But even so, his face still didn't look good. He looked at the Seven Evil Gourd floating in the air in front of him, and his voice was no longer as calm as before, with a hint of anger as he spoke:

"I wonder who you are?!"

"This is an internal matter of our Yuhua Sect. Please do not interfere."

He was answered with a laugh full of mockery.

"What a great disciple of Yuhua Sect."

"Open your mouth and you're a Yuhuamen. Close your mouth and you're a Yuhuamen."

As the words fell step by step, a pure magical power suddenly surged out from the Seven Evils Gourd suspended in the air.

The magic power ran quickly in the air and gradually gathered into the shape of a young man in a Taoist robe.

If the person coming is not the eternal Wu He, then who else could it be?
The Eternal Wu He held the Seven Evils Gourd and looked at the man in front of him, whose whole body was wrapped in colorful light. In just a moment, the injury on his palm was completely healed. He looked down at the man.

"How fresh! When did stealing my magic weapon like you, a cancer, become a matter of internal affairs of Yuhua Sect?"

When Hua Tiandu heard that he was actually called a cancer, his face suddenly turned dark and he took action immediately.

In an instant, the air around him changed from gas to solid, and the whole world seemed to be dyed with crystal clear blue.

The clouds in the sky froze in an instant and fell down like mountains.

However, even in this terrifying cold, the Eternal Wu He continued to flash like a swimming fish.

"Why are you in such a hurry to do something? You feel guilty, don't you?"

As Yongsheng Wu He spoke, he stretched out his hand and wiped away the cold air that was dissipating around him. The cold and gloomy air around him was dispelled in an instant.

When Wu He, the immortal, closed his hand, his open hand clenched into a fist, and the area several feet around him seemed to become a vacuum area where no temperature could be transmitted.

No matter how profound Hua Tiandu's magic power was, no matter how strong the cold and mysterious energy was, no matter how frozen and snowy the surrounding environment was, the chilling cold could not cross the line even a single step.

"Why is this all you have?" "Try harder."

Facing the ridicule from the Eternal Wu He, Hua Tiandu snorted coldly and moved his body.

In an instant, a shadow rushed out above his head. This shadow was wearing a robe embroidered with thousands of bright moons, stars, and patterns of mountains, rivers, and land.

The most mysterious thing is that this shadow has nine hands, five heads, a giant turtle on its feet, and a giant fish. Each of the nine hands holds a magic weapon, a sword, a sword, a bow, a gun, a hammer, a fork, and a bottle. , rope, stick.

The faces of the five heads of this shadow are all Taoists, and they are exactly the same as Hua Tian, ​​but with different expressions. Some are smiling, some are serious, and some are angry...

The moment the phantom appeared, it let out an earth-shaking roar.

Hua Tiandu was serious from the start. The Dharma image of heaven and earth unfolded, and he stretched out his huge hand, which immediately covered the sky. The wind and clouds changed color and moved towards the immortal Wu He.

Such a horrifying scene caused the faces of the Yuhua Sect disciples below to change color, and even Fang Han couldn't help but show a bit of shock on his face.

His silver teeth were grinding against each other with a crunching sound, his eyes were flickering, and no one knew what he was thinking about.

Seeing the towering statue of heaven and earth clasping its hands together, the shocked expressions on the faces of the Yuhua Sect disciples below slowly turned into joy.

Slowly, one of the disciples spoke tremblingly.

"Win, win?"

But just as his voice fell.

There was a "swish" sound, like the sound of a sword entering flesh.

Then the Yuhua Sect disciples below were shocked to see their invincible senior brother Hua Tiandu spit out blood from his mouth.

Then the palm of the hand that was clenched tightly by the Dharmakāya of Heaven and Earth that stood tall and upright suddenly exploded.

The crimson energy spread out in all directions like blood, then slowly dispersed, revealing the Immortal Wu He standing on a spear.

Yongsheng Wu He raised his foot gracefully, and walked slowly forward on the huge spear that was as big as a mountain, slowly walking to the middle position of the spear.

Controlling the spear to rotate continuously.

Looking at the gun tip that was constantly tearing the surrounding air, even the immortal Wu He couldn't help but sigh slightly.

"It's really a treasure."

Most of the disciples had not figured out what had happened, but some sharp-eyed people noticed that something was wrong. They pointed at the Heaven and Earth Dharma Image in the sky that had not yet completely disappeared and shouted:
"Look, Senior Brother Hua Tiandu's Heaven and Earth Dharma Image has lost a magic weapon in his hand."

Everyone below immediately looked up and also discovered the problem.

Hua Tiandu, who originally had nine hands holding nine magical weapons, now only had eight hands left.

In addition to a magic weapon that was deliberately put down, another magic weapon in one hand disappeared.

And if they remembered correctly, the magic weapon held in that hand was a spear? !

Hua Tiandu: "You! Stole my magic weapon?!"

"What kind of magic is this?!"

"Don't just accuse me and say such harsh words. What do you mean by stealing? I just borrowed it. Do you understand?"

"The Three True Ones borrow treasures. This is an orthodox Xuanmen magical power. If you are not educated, you need to read more. Do you understand?"

Eternal Wu He reached out and gently stroked the magic weapon beside him.

In an instant, the huge magic weapon like a mountain shrank rapidly, and in the blink of an eye it was reduced to the length of a person and was held in the hand of the Eternal Wu He.

"Yes, a pure Yang treasure. Just consider it as your apology for stealing my magic weapon."

After hearing the sophistry of the Eternal Wu He, Hua Tiandu, who had lost a magic weapon and suffered minor injuries, looked gloomy.

"Taking without asking is stealing. What excuse is there for a thief?"

Hearing this, Yongsheng Wu He seemed to think it made sense. He nodded, put away the spear in his hand, faced Hua Tiandu in front of him with a smile, and extended one of his hands to the other party.

"Yes, you still need to ask for the other party's consent."

"Then, Fellow Daoist Hua Tiandu."

"I'm going to use your power to beat you to death later. You don't mind, right?"

Hua Tiandu: “…”

The Yuhua Sect disciples below: "..."

"Listen, what do people say?!"

Even Fang Han couldn't help but complain a little.

"It's definitely not stealing. You're clearly robbing."

Although he complained in his heart, Fang Han looked at the Eternal Wu He standing in the sky. His figure was obviously very small compared to Hua Tiandu's Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth.

However, compared with Hua Tiandu, who is the Dharma image of heaven and earth, the immortal Wu He gives people a feeling of looking down on all living beings, and he can't help but yearn for it.

"I will definitely become such a person! Definitely!"

This time, Eternal Wu He did not notice Fang Han's gaze.

Because at this time Hua Tiandu in front of him took action again.

This time, in order to prevent his magic weapons from being taken away, Hua Tiandu collected all his magic weapons.

Pangu used the enormous power of the Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth to suppress others. His supernatural powers burst out with terrifying power and suppressed the Immortal Wu He.

Seeing this, Yongsheng Wu He was not in a hurry and raised his finger slightly.

In an instant, a spear turned into golden light and pierced through the giant fist flying from the sky.

"It's useless! Even a pure Yang magic weapon is just a magic weapon."

"Even if you push it to the extreme, you will never be my opponent."

"unless."

"Unless you blow it up, right?"

Before Hua Tiandu could finish the second half of his sentence, the voice of Yongsheng Wu He helped him complete this part of the words.

Then, when Hua Tiandu was slightly stunned, he saw the mouth of Eternal Wu He's full white teeth.

In an instant, an ominous premonition surged into Hua Tiandu's heart.

But before he could react, there was a loud thunder.

The palm of Hua Tiandu's Dharmakāya exploded again, and along with it, the magic spear was also shattered.

The strong backlash caused Hua Tiandu to spit out blood again.

He stared with wide eyes at the location where the Eternal Wu He was, trying hard to suppress the backlash, and was about to wave out the remaining hands of the Dharmakāya of Heaven and Earth.

But before he could actually take action, a pair of black eyes reflected the current appearance of Eternal Wu He.

At this moment, Yongsheng Wu He's hands were in a strange posture, with the index finger and little finger of his left hand pointing to the sky, and the index finger and little finger of his right hand pointing to the ground.

Balls of azure blue magic power rose up around him.

Finally, under Hua Tiandu’s gaze, eight huge magical weapons as big as mountains appeared around the Eternal Wu He.

Yongsheng Wu He seemed to have noticed Hua Tiandu's gaze, and gave him a kind smile, then opened his mouth slowly.

"Three True Borrow Treasures."

"The property returns to its original owner."

Knife, bow, hammer, fork, bottle, rope, stick...

At this moment, the seven magic weapons turned into dragons and flew out.

It instantly pierced through the air and penetrated into the remaining seven palms of Hua Tiandu Fashang Tiandi.

A deafening explosion sounded.

In just a blink of an eye, Hua Tiandu's five-headed and nine-armed Dharma image of heaven and earth instantly turned into a Venus with broken arms.

The backlash at this moment can no longer be described as just a minor injury.

Hua Tiandu’s entire Dharma image of heaven and earth almost couldn’t be maintained, and his huge body was covered with cracks like a broken porcelain doll.

Even so, Hua Tiandu still opened his eyes wide, and even ignored Fa Tianxiangdi behind him and pounced towards the Eternal Wu He.

But the kind-hearted Wu He couldn't bear to see him like this, so he stretched out his hand and waved, and in an instant the last magic weapon turned into golden light and flew out.

The sharp blade pierced through the head of the Dharma Image of Heaven and Earth.

This time, without even waiting for the treasure to self-destruct, Hua Tiandu's Fa Tian Xiang Di collapsed in an instant.

The intense pain almost made Hua Tiandu faint on the spot.

But his strong willpower allowed him to calm the pain that penetrated deep into his soul, and he stared at the immortal Wu He in front of him.

A dazzling golden light flew out from his body and enveloped his entire body.

This guy actually endured the pain of the collapse of the Dharma world and forced himself to display his supreme magical power. He was determined to destroy the Immortal Wu He despite being seriously injured.

Yongsheng Wu He raised his eyebrows when he saw this.

But feeling that the magic power in his body was almost exhausted, and the breath from the other side was getting closer and closer, he curled his lips slightly, and did not resist, allowing the golden light to penetrate his body.

The next moment, Hua Tiandu landed on the ground with both feet and spat out a mouthful of blood. However, as he looked at the Seven Evil Gourds slowly falling from the air and the half of his body gradually disappearing, he couldn't hide the smile of excitement mixed with pain.

But before Hua Tiandu's smile could even expand, a figure walked out from the flying smoke and dust.

He looked up at the figure gradually disappearing in the sky, a smile appeared on his face, and he stretched out his hand to accurately catch the Seven Evils Gourd that fell from the sky.

He let the spots of light falling from the sky merge into his body, and looked at Hua Tian in front of him with shock in his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost, and smiled slightly.

"I will use your magic power, your magical powers, and your magic weapons to fight you."

"Yes, I had a lot of fun this time..."

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(End of this chapter)