The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

Outside the formation, the palace was razed to the ground, and the noise of fighting in the sky became louder and louder.

The rosy clouds covering more than ten miles shattered, and a Taoist palace was suppressed downwards. Zhou Tianlu, the pure Yang Tiangang in the center of the Taoist palace, was scattered and failed to break into the eighth realm of martial arts.

On top of the Taoist palace, two Bodhisattva treasures, Yin-Yang coffin, Demonic Taoist palace, an umbrella, a golden hammer and a treasure seal are three spiritual treasures. They are divided into seven directions to attack Zhou Tianlu in the center of the Taoist palace.

Outside the seven directions, there are red hairs scattered all over the sky by blood snakes, trying to reawaken the slave blood in Zhou Tianlu's body through evil methods.

"Boom, boom boom..." All kinds of brilliance fell wildly.

Tiangang Earth Evil, Star Power Buddha Light, any leakage of remaining power is enough to kill people below the fifth level.

In the imperial city that had been trampled into ruins by demons, most of the people who were still waiting for an opportunity to take advantage of the situation died in one fell swoop.

The ground in the city looked like it had been struck by a meteorite, blooming all over the place, and hundreds of large craters appeared in the blink of an eye.

The few remaining survivors fled towards the outside of the city. Among them were two people who had just left the formation eye space. One was the three people from the Immortal Slaughter Sect, and the other was Qiao Bei who followed the clone of Tian Locust and Liu Feng, the demon body.

But before them, the seven groups of dragon vein energy had already rushed out of the imperial city, and they were the corpse demon clones escaping with the royal Zhou family.

Liu Feng saw a few familiar qi in the dragon vein energy. They were not members of the Zhou clan, but close ministers loyal to the royal family, all of whom were at least five realms of perfection.

"Rumble..." The sound of explosions reached my ears, and the Dao Palace in the sky dropped another thousand feet.

Various streams of light fall. If you can't resist the remaining power, life or death depends on luck.

Fortunately, with Mr. Xing's ability to reach the Seventh Realm, it is not too difficult to block a few missed waves.

"Zhou Tianlu was seriously injured, so I have to give in today's experience. However, this person is really extremely talented, and even eight masters can't kill him."

Mr. Xing led the two of them with the blood snail Gu technique, with a sigh in his tone.

What he originally saw in the imperial mausoleum was Zhou Tianlu's clone. He only knew that Zhou Tianlu wanted to conquer the Eighth Realm, so he occupied the position and refused to retreat.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Tianlu actually achieved the eighth level of Taoism and dared to break through it when many masters gathered together. He almost even entered the eighth level with the martial artist.

In the bloody air flow, Liu Feng and Cao Tianshi didn't pay much attention to the fighting above. They looked at the world.

Before they descended to the formation center space, there were not many spatial barriers, but within two hours, the scene outside changed drastically again.

The changes within the formation eventually affected the outside. Although it was suppressed by the Wangxue family in time, the day when the formation would be broken would be much earlier if nothing unexpected happened.

The space barrier has almost doubled, and the scene of the Yin Yue Dynasty on the opposite side has become much clearer, as if the other side of the world is pressing in here.

The clouds seemed to be torn apart by invisible blades, and not a cloud or mist could be seen for thousands of miles.

On the ground, in the other two formations located along the dragon veins, a massive amount of demonic energy was pouring into the world.

"The seal is about to be broken, and the big forces on the opposite side are approaching the Eighth Realm. The two sides are really going to fight. I don't know how many people can survive in this world!" The great elder Cao Tianshi was horrified.

Even though he was like this, Liu Feng found it even harder to calm down.

As a living being who grew up in this world, he had witnessed the occurrence of this disaster with his own eyes. He would not know the outcome because he had to escape before the war.

Maybe one day in the big world outside, the results of this disaster will be heard.

Mr. Xing withdrew his gaze from the sky and turned to the cloudless sky, his expression a little heavy.

"What I saw from my body is that the sea area has also undergone great changes. There are turbulences in the sky and heavy waves on the sea."

"It's less than two months late. It will be a lot more difficult for the three of us to cross the sea to the Tianmeng sea area again!"

When Liu Feng and Cao Tianshi heard this, their hearts sank, and they just hoped that there would be no accidents along the way.

According to what Mr.

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Sui State, the boundary of Fengzhou.

In one state, all the fields were turned into wasteland, and it was difficult to see even ordinary birds and animals.

In Shangjing Mansion, a mansion near the sea, the ground is dotted with dense rickets, like ants migrating.

Millions of people were on their way, and almost all the remaining survivors from several nearby provinces gathered here.

In the sky above many refugees, magic weapons flew low from time to time. There were hundreds of thousands of practitioners arriving, but even among the five and six realms that could fly in the air, no one flew to high places.

There are no clouds or clouds in the sky, and under the darkening sky, there are space barriers above, and in addition, there is a blade-like space turbulence.

"Huh..." The magic weapon in the low sky continued to stream.

There were many monks rushing on the ground, but no one stayed to take action against the demons that appeared everywhere, allowing the demons to choose the vigorous men for food.

Howls and cries erupted from time to time among the pedestrians.

They dragged their families and headed towards the coast, but as they walked, the crowd thinned out a lot, and most of the survivors were the old, weak, sick and disabled, who even the monsters were too lazy to bite.

In addition to being human-like, each of them smells rancid and doesn't look like a human being, like a bug on the roadside.

At this time, in the stream of light flying in the sky, a group of violent wind howled past.

If someone looks carefully with the pupil technique, it can be seen that what flies past is a soldier Gu with a transparent body color, which is difficult to detect with the naked eye.

On the back of Bing Gu were two women, one was a Taoist nun in Taoist robes, and the other was a short girl.

"Mu Haochu is dead, and the three elders have also been taken away by demons. My demon-seeded body will be fine for the time being, and I can still escort you for a while." The Taoist nun is Dong Chanzi, one of the clones of Yu Qiongzi. .

Zhou Wan, who was also the clone of Yu Qiongzi, naturally knew what was happening at the Imperial Capital Formation.

Currently, there are only three clones alive. Yu Qiongzi and Dongchanzi are both demon cultivators. Only Zhou Wan has not been demonized, and Zhou Wan is the escape route left by Yu Qiongzi.

"If the main body cannot get through, even if the two of us have spiritual beings to board the ship, we may not be able to survive to the end of the world."

Zhou Wan looked towards the coast. Both monks and refugees were rushing to the boats on the coast.

It's a pity that the vast majority of people come here in vain. The "ticket" to board the ship may not even be affordable for monks from the Four Realms, let alone some refugees who are no different from ants.

Those people who took people out to sea were just collecting some spiritual objects along the way. No one knew whether they could deliver the ship passengers.

When they came from the Liang Kingdom, they heard about the Dharma ship going out to sea.

It is said that [-]% of the forces that produced magic ships came from the Yin Yue Dynasty, and most of them were Taoist sects and chambers of commerce.

The purpose of this trip for all the forces to go to sea is to find the ends of the world, connect the two sides, and attract the top experts of each force over in advance.

If we wait for a short opportunity for the two sides to come together, the number of people coming over is really limited, and they may not be able to catch up by chance.Once the seal formation underground in the Sui Kingdom is broken, all the formation stones and magic weapons that are still pressed into the formation will be knocked out.

In addition to these benefits, in the eyes of major forces, the demons under the seal are the best materials for alchemy and weapon refining.

Of course, harvesting demons still depends on the number of top experts from each party. Those who are not strong enough can only be reduced to the blood of demons.

The soldier Gu "Flower Mantis" flies into the sky, and the coast ahead is in sight.

When Dongchanzi and Zhou Wan looked at it, their eyes showed surprise. There was no place in the sea that ordinary ships could cross.

Waves of violent sea wind swept from the coast, and waves surged into view. In the sea area within sight, there were vaguely huge monsters moving around.

Even if it is a first-grade ship, it will be difficult for it to go far if it is below the fifth grade, and it will be killed by monsters halfway.

The Dharma boats docked on the coast range from a dozen to over a hundred feet, and they are at least the fifth grade.

There are more than twenty Dharma ships in a row, corresponding to more than 20 monk forces. The most eye-catching ones are the two Dharma ships overflowing with precious light. The hulls of the ships seem to be directly refined from the bodies of monsters. Judging from their size, they are seven-level monsters. .

The one on the left is in the shape of a dragon and snake, and the one on the right is in the shape of a large whale. Both French ships have reached the seventh level.

Bing Gu took the two women and flew close to the dragon boat on the left. The two sides of the nearly one and a half mile huge ship were filled with puppets holding magic weapons and magic weapons on the upper and lower floors.

"This is the work of the Qiding Sect. I heard Jiao Han mention this sect before. The sect leader is the Seventh Realm, and there are nine Supreme Elders. I don't know if they have the Eighth Realm."

"A Dharma Ship can reveal the Yin Yue Dynasty's sect's heritage, and no force here can show it."

It is difficult to hunt for suitable seventh-grade materials, and it is even harder to refine them into seventh-grade magic weapons, which requires countless auxiliary materials.

When they arrived about 10 feet away from the dragon boat, the two women looked down and saw over [-] people crowded together on the coast, pushing towards the French boat, but they were blocked by the barrier on the hull.

The sound of crying and howling was everywhere, and the masses of heads hit the ground crazily, all kneeling and kowtowing.

The refugees are like this, and the monks with insufficient cultivation are not much better. If they can't gather enough high-grade spiritual objects, it is impossible to board this seventh-grade dragon ship.

In front of the big whale ship thousands of feet away on the right, there were also over 10 people crying and begging.

In addition to these two seventh-grade Dharma ships, there are nearly twenty other Dharma ships on the left and right sides, either fifth or sixth grade. Regardless of the size of the ship, the front of the ship is packed with people without exception.

No matter how much they beg, it is impossible for the refugees without spiritual beings to board the ship.

Looking at those monks who don't have enough wealth, there are many who turn around and leave, but there are many people who rob each other. If there are not enough spiritual objects, they will kill other monks to get more.

"The seventh-grade magic ship on the right is from a merchant guild. We have never heard of it, so we boarded the ship of the Seventh Ding Sect." Dongchanzi turned over his hands and took out two fifth-grade elixirs.

Zhou Wan took the soldier flower beetle into the space inside his heart, and came to the barrier of the Dharma ship with Dong Chanzi.

After handing over two fifth-grade elixirs, two black lights came from the formation, which were two small cards engraved with formation patterns.

The two women took it smoothly, passed through the invisible barrier, and boarded the dragon boat along the ladder.

There were monks boarding the ship one after another, many of whom were very unfamiliar to Zhou Wan. They were all seniors who had been hiding in various places all year round.

As they watched, two escaping lights, one in front and one behind, flew towards the sea in the distance. Before they even approached the coast, the two sides were bombarding each other from the air.

"The Jiuyin Gongyang clan is chasing the Zhou clan. There are Zhou clan members among the wild cultivators below. No Dharma boats are allowed to be taken in." The magic weapon dragged the yin energy, and the voice of a middle-aged man came from within.

Zhou Wan, who had just boarded the ship, was panicked, but she quickly realized that the one the Jiuyin King Blood Family wanted to kill was the Sui Emperor Zhou family, and they were no match for her, the Zhou family.

Looking closely at the people fleeing in front, in addition to the people from Qintian Prison, there were also royal family members wearing dragon and snake brocade robes. The two leaders were a corpse demon and a man in dragon robes.

Zhou Wan and Dong Chanzi instantly understood and recognized that one of them was Zhou Tianlu's clone, and the other was the contemporary Sui Emperor Zhou Xu.

With connections to the main body, they knew that the Zhou family was scattered and on the run in the imperial capital. The hundreds of people driving the flying boat in front of them were only some of the royal Zhou family who had fled here.

Judging from what Gongyang said, in addition to the people on the flying boat, there were also people from the Zhou clan among the wild cultivators on the ground.

The remaining power of the battle between the two sides dispersed in waves, and those who could not avoid it died tragically. A mile-long line of blood spread on the ground, extending straight to the sea.

While the two families were fighting, many passengers on the dragon boat pointed to the waves and screamed one after another.

"Look at the sea. There are people from the Wangxue family over there, and they are harvesting demons."

"Fellow Taoists of the Qiding Sect, why not take this opportunity to go to sea."

"There are several royal blood clans that have appeared in recent times. Which one is this?"

As many boat passengers looked, the roiling waves in the distance were torn apart, and tens of thousands of magic lights shot into the sea water.

The blood-stained water was still ten miles away at first glance, but spread to the nearby area in a few blinks. It was unknown how many monsters guarding the coast were harvested.

Looking up along the magic light, beneath the space barrier, there was a black circular mirror over a hundred feet in size hanging in the air.

Demonic energy surged around the mirror, and the figures sitting cross-legged on the mirror were all demonic monks, a clan with the blood of the Demonic King.

"Sacrifice to the ancestors."

The old man's voice echoed, and all the magic cultivators on the treasured mirror leaned forward.

The floating corpses of demons spread out for more than ten miles, and a large number of organs emitting rich blood light rose into the sky with blood essence, converging on a single horn among the demon cultivators.

After enjoying the sacrifice, the originally half-foot-long horn seemed to come alive, rising to a hundred feet tall, and the shadow of a humanoid monster under the horn was slowly taking shape.

On the dragon boat on the coast, the two women looked at the thousand-foot-long demonic shadow in the distance, and their inner perceptions were being subverted.

First, the main body witnessed the battle between the dragon turtle and the bone technique, and here the Wangxue family worshiped the ancestor.

With their knowledge, it is difficult to guess this method. They don't know whether this is a clone or an incarnation, or the phantom of the ancestor who came for sacrifice has no spirituality and is just protecting future generations.

The Eighth Realm of the Wangxue Family has not yet come, and the passages on both sides have not yet been opened. In this way, the Wangxue Family can obtain combat power above the Eighth Realm.

"A mere fourth-grade evil creature wants to get on the boat. Leave the things behind and let me get away." At this time, the elder of the Seventh Sect rang out in front of the boat ladder.

Zhou Wan turned around and saw an old Taoist cultivator being thrown away in front of the barrier.

The man was still in mid-air and split into two. It turned out to be a skin of an evil thing possessing the old Taoist body.

Before the evil thing hit the ground, he suddenly shouted loudly.

"My master, please spare my life. My subordinates have done nothing wrong..."

Before Skin Bag could finish what he said, a thunderball was shot out from the crowd, blasting the evil Skin Bag into ashes on the spot.

Immediately, the three Gu Masters walked out and walked towards the dragon boat slowly. When many wild cultivators who were fighting and looting saw this, they quickly retreated to the side. (End of chapter)