The Ascension of the Evil Path: Starting from Refining Gu

The level of the leader who left such a legacy is most likely related to the boy who flew to the moon.

Taoist Chengxian, the ancestor of the Sima family, together with the ancestor of the Huyan family Huyanba and the ancestor of the Tianyu clan, all four turned their eyes to the sky, waiting for the opportunity to take action.

The vast land collapsed, and a corner of the broken underground dragon vein was revealed, but the ancestors of each family had no intention of exploring it underground.

A tide of corpses rushed in, rushing into the thousands-mile restriction created by the Painting Immortal's Brush.

The yin and yang energies roared within the black and white colors, crushing the corpses and ghosts that broke into this place.

The rotten body was ground into a bloody mist, and the corpse's soul also fell apart. The strange thing was that the spirit, which was completely destroyed in both body and soul, still did not dissipate.

When the spiritual sense swept through, one could sense clusters of extremely strong resentment.

The tide of corpses continued to pour in, the restrictions were broken, and the vast black and white land shrank in circles.

Seeing this opportunity, many immortals who sneaked in took the chance to go down the dragon veins and pick up opportunities that the ancestors and elders of various families did not value.

A cloud of black fog mixed in the tide of corpses. Yuwen Shangwu, Ju Hanyan, and a Taoist named Dongxu Zhou, the three of them rushed into the depths of the underground together.

When he looked upward for the last time, Yuwen Shangwu saw tens of millions of zombies fighting in the air.

Several quasi-leaders were fighting to the death, five corpse spirits wanted to kill the one with the surname Liu, while the two kings wearing imperial robes and the ancestor of the Jiang family were trying their best to protect him.

"Liu Feng's background is much greater than I thought... So it seems reasonable that I am not as good as him. He is relying on his past life, while I am a self-made man."

When Yuwen Shangwu thought of this, the resentment in his heart naturally dissipated, and he went down the dragon vein with peace of mind to reap the benefits that the big shots disdained.

Another person who had the same purpose as these three people was Yao Suxiang.

Before going down the dragon vein, the woman looked up again and again with her big eyes, and the more she looked, the more scared she became.

Eight quasi-leaders were giving their all, and more than tens of millions of corpses were killing each other. She had never seen such a scene before, and it almost completely blocked the sky above her head.

"The outside prospective leaders have not intervened yet. I think they are all waiting for the result so that they can reap the benefits."

Yao Suxiang didn't know whether Liu Feng could escape the clutches of the many would-be leaders this time, and she didn't want to think about it too much.

Unknowingly, in just a few hundred years, the evil Liu had widened the gap with the Dongxu Taoists and became a senior who could compete with the elders of other families.

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In the center of the imperial city, in front of the main hall of the imperial palace.

Liu Xiaoxiao and Bian Qingqin watched nervously, seeing Liu Feng, who was rising into the sky, stop again and again.

In the Corpse Kingdom, the five kings who were unwilling to die joined forces. The two generations of kings were able to hold back three of them, but Jiang Qingxuan alone could not hold on to the remaining two.

Goddess Shenyin mobilized the Taoist weapons below, but she was unable to completely prevent the five quasi-leader-level corpse spirits from taking the time to attack Liu Feng.

If it were any other early stage Second Body Immortal, they would most likely be dead by now with just the residual power that was missed. Fortunately, Liu Feng was extremely powerful and had a small arsenal with him.

"There are eight Horcruxes in the small arsenal, plus he has two more, a total of ten Horcruxes, but it is not enough for him to resist the Quasi-Leader level."

Liu Xiaoxiao counted carefully, and found that the Horcruxes protecting Liu Feng were broken one by one.

Seeing that Liu Feng was still a long way from the Blood Moon, she said anxiously, "Senior Shen Yin, please help him with your Taoist weapon, otherwise today's mission will be difficult to accomplish."

Goddess Shenyin looked up at the sky, her eyes passing over the millions of corpses, and saw that Liu Feng was still more than twenty miles away from the blood moon.

With a low sigh, she knew that the Immortal Painting Pen had little power left. She was no longer in her prime, nor did she have a physical body. To use the Immortal Painting Pen, she had to rely on this treasure to consume her own accumulated energy.

The Immortal Painting Brush, which had already weakened, was able to block a few attacks from a quasi-leader level!

"Let's give it a try first. It would be good if we can walk a few more miles."

Then, Shen Yin, fearing the risk of being ambushed by several other quasi-leaders, raised the Immortal Painting Brush in his jade hand upwards.

A streak of ink flew against the sky, breaking through the dense clouds of flesh and blood, bringing up the yin and yang energies, and falling towards Liu Feng.

A streak of blood spread upwards, at the top of the black and white tornado, Liu Feng on this side had a solemn expression.

The closer he got to the Lian Yin Mirror, the more he, as a Buddhist saint, understood the cause and effect of the past. Naturally, he also realized why the Lian Yin Mirror could not recognize him.

"Dao Xuzi ascended to heaven after leaving behind the Lian Yin Mirror. He took over the body of someone and was most likely partially successful. His spirit was mixed with that person's spirit, so that even his own Dao instrument dared not recognize it."

"If I want the Refining Yin Mirror to truly recognize me, I need to get closer. I must send it my first life's blood essence and my soul from this life."

The scene below was distorted, and all kinds of strange visions seemed to merge into one with the heaven and earth.

Except for Jiang Qingxuan's fire path, the visions of the other seven were all manifestations of corpse qi.

Eight quasi-leaders attacked with all their might, eight methods that seemed to be profound, yet even more mysterious, colliding with each other.

This is the level of a quasi-leader who has achieved perfection in the second body of an immortal and has realized a little bit of the method of transformation.

The black and white tornado was supported under him, and in the thick yin and yang energy, the body of the Painting Immortal Brush was faintly visible.

"I can only take three hits for you."

The Taoist weapon emitted a clear girl's voice. Liu Feng felt relieved and teleported upwards again.

As expected, the magic from the five kings below reappeared, and the scene above his eyes suddenly disappeared and turned into a downward scene.

This change was not an illusion, but some kind of method involving the great Dao, which was beyond the method of Tongxuan and seemed to have distorted his way forward.

If it weren't for his powerful spirit and quick reaction, his teleportation would have gone downwards instead of upwards.

As he stopped, the Immortal Painting Pen carried him upwards. There was a buzzing in his ears, and he sensed that an invisible barrier was broken through.

Less than four miles later, the second method arrived.

The pale corpse energy from the other king gathered into a long dragon, circling upwards and tearing open circles of cracks in the void.

The painting fairy's brush slashed in the air, four ink marks cut down, breaking up the pale dragon, and then went up with Liu Feng.

This time they rushed out more than eight miles and walked up about twelve miles. The third method was invisible and intangible, and it attacked Liu Feng's soul.

Before the terror had completely descended upon Liu Feng, a great feeling of terror arose spontaneously, and his vision became blurred.

This method can intimidate his soul from a distance and make him stop subconsciously. This shows the huge gap in strength between the quasi-leader level and the second-body immortal.

The Fairy Painting Brush was moved for the third time, and the two colors, black and white, formed a ball that protected Liu Feng, and finally pushed Liu Feng upwards.

Liu Feng suddenly saw the Immortal Painting Brush flying away. Taking advantage of the remaining power, the treasure escaped to the Goddess Yin on the ground.

Another three miles up, only five miles left to reach the Refining Yin Mirror.

But the five kings found the time to attack and were about to break up the black and white ball protecting the body.

It was also at this time that Jiang Qingxuan sent a weak voice message.

"I can't hold on any longer! I am risking the destruction of my two life-saving magic weapons to hold off the two kings for two more breaths for you. However, I am powerless to stop their soldiers..."

Before the message was transmitted, two large waves of zombies bypassed the place where the quasi-leader was fighting below and surged towards Liu Feng.

It was unclear whether there were one million or two million corpses, but two waves of corpses, stretching three thousand feet across, were rising up one after another.

Liu Feng's face darkened, and he mobilized the three cultivation powers in his body: Tongxuan method, Tongxuan magical power, and Gu Dao method. Regardless of the consumption, he used all three methods at the same time.

Thousands of wheels appear in the majestic Buddha's power, thunder and fire interweave to form yin and yang talismans, and a black cave is about to be formed as the space ripples and turbulent.

The next moment, two waves of corpses that were three thousand feet long approached, closed in from left and right, and flooded over.

The corpse gas surged, and the scene around suddenly darkened.

Pairs of empty eyes were staring at him from all directions, thousands, tens of thousands, and hundreds of thousands, all the corpses were staring at Liu Feng.

Up and down, more than a million corpses swooped upwards madly.

Most of these zombies seeking survival are mentally ill, with only the obsession to survive, making them no different from the walking dead.

After seeing this scene, Liu Feng no longer felt any shame in his heart. He would help those who volunteered to die, and he would also send off those who were unwilling to die like these crazy people at the moment.

"Puff puff……"

The tide of corpses came towards him, and Liu Feng's body was covered with blood. Thousands of corpses were shattered under his supernatural powers as they met face to face.

Thousands and thousands more were followed, being smashed to pieces by his Tongxuan method and Gudao method.

The grudges wrapped in spirituality were sensed by his spiritual consciousness. Even after being torn into pieces, these corpses still could not be freed. "Besides dispersing the vitality of living beings, the fragments of the white crystal from the outer world must have other uses. Daoxuzi probably used this item in his arrangement, but he was not able to truly master it, so it was only half done."

Liu Feng sensed countless resentments at close range and gradually deduced the general truth.

The internal cultivation level was reduced again, and the second round of three methods were used.

His figure slowly moved upwards and he cast two spells. He only walked two miles, but the tide of corpses did not decrease at all.

He tore into pieces tens of thousands of zombies, but it was nothing compared to the tide of over a million zombies.

Liu Feng looked towards the Lian Yin Mirror three miles away. The spirit of the weapon had fully awakened, but seemed to be just watching from above, not helping him.

Given his current situation, without any other external force, he would not be able to get within a mile of the Lian Yin Mirror even if he exhausted all his cultivation.

When the black and white ball that protected him completely dissipated and he fell into a weakened state, he would instantly die at the hands of the Five Kings. He would not be able to withstand even the residual power that leaked out.

"There is neither a bad omen nor a fatal disaster. It must be that there is some external force helping me." He looked at the impenetrable tide of corpses again and continued to mobilize his internal cultivation.

Broken Horcruxes flew out one after another and formed a circle around him.

The tide of zombies blocked the way and moved closer, directly crashing into the black and white ball.

Just as the black and white ball suddenly dissipated, the voice of the long-lost old monk in Liufeng Linghai rang out.

"I will accompany you for the last three miles."

"Pengpeng..."

The dim firelight illuminated one area, and wherever the light was, the tide of corpses blocking Liu Feng's eyes all stopped.

His soul in the sea of ​​spirit glanced to the side and saw the Gara Buddha lamp shining brightly.

Just as he was feeling happy, the spirit of the Buddha lamp sighed.

“Even though this place is far away from the seven regions of the virtual world, but if I take action, due to the causal connection, my former master’s enemy will definitely notice it.”

"The leaders at the level of the sect are restraining each other and will not show up in person easily, but there are many quasi-leaders. Before returning to the virtual world, you must at least have the strength to face the quasi-leaders."

Upon hearing this, Liu Feng didn't bother to think about the future. He took advantage of the light to stop the oncoming tide of corpses and quickly walked up.

He had many enemies, and with the plots of Gara Buddha's former enemies, it would just be more debts, but he still had to escape death anyway.

With the light on, he walked more than two and a half miles in one step and came to the thousand-foot-tall Refining Yin Mirror. He threw out the little Taoist formed by a drop of essence and blood in his hand, which carried his soul in this life.

At this time, five low roars that shook the sky sounded from below. The aura of the five people who were dragged suddenly dropped. Under the huge consumption, the magic and strange phenomena that followed became more and more terrifying.

The pale corpse qi turned into a dragon, the world turned upside down, the soul and spiritual pressure distorted the space, the corpse qi turned into grayish-white frost all over the sky, invisibly corroding and corrupting the body.

Five different methods were used at the same time, and even with the help of two generations of kings, Jiang Qingxuan and Shen Yin, they were still unable to stop it completely.

All the remaining power that had escaped was poured towards Liu Feng, while at the same time preventing that drop of essence and blood from flying towards the Lian Yin Mirror.

The flames enveloping Liu Feng shrank rapidly. This time, before the flames were completely extinguished, another external force took over and protected Liu Feng.

The blood-red moonlight was like a waterfall, like a blood-red streak sweeping down, resisting the remaining power of the Five Kings' Dharma.

The attack that the Immortal Painting Pen could not resist was neutralized by the Refining Yin Mirror. The little man transformed by the essence and blood ascended into the air and successfully entered the Refining Yin Mirror.

Anyone who can see this drop of blood clearly, no matter whether they are on the enemy or friend side, is gazing at the blood moon at this moment.

In a flash, the blood-red moonlight that spread across millions of miles of heaven and earth faded, and the sky and earth began to be covered by darkness.

In the sky, the corpses that were attacking Liu Feng, the millions of corpses that were still fighting, as well as the five princes at the quasi-leader level and two generations of kings, all became stiff at this moment.

As if the restrictions that stabilized their spirituality had been taken away, the spirituality of all the corpse spirits was dissipating, whether they were the souls of corpse immortals or the spirits of ordinary corpse spirits, without exception.

On the earth, in cities and villages, the tide of zombies that were running wildly the moment before suddenly slowed down.

The resounding wails reached the sky, and all the corpses that were unwilling to die were howling loudly.

The corpses that were closer to the White Jade Bridge were like mad dogs, rolling and crawling, and all of them climbed onto the bridge and fled to the outside world.

They don’t know how long they can survive even if they escape to the world of ruins as their spirituality begins to dissipate.

Liu Feng Wuxia went to see the fate of this country of corpses, but six beams of light rose into the sky so fast that he could hardly see clearly.

There were also six prospective leaders who followed in and chose this time to take action.

In addition, the five princes at the quasi-leader level and their soldiers and generals have not lost their combat effectiveness in the short term.

Their spirituality was dissipating, and their souls were about to dissipate. These people who were unwilling to die became even more ferocious, and the two waves of corpses turned into five waves.

The two kings and Jiang Qingxuan were unable to delay any longer, and the soldiers loyal to the king were almost wiped out. They could only watch as the five princes fell into madness and led their troops to the moon.

Three thousand feet, six thousand feet... ten thousand feet. The corpses rushing in from below looked like an abyss swallowing them from afar.

The flames around Liu Feng had shrunk to less than a foot, making it impossible to defend against them.

Even if he switched to the Yin-Refining Mirror, he would probably not be able to stop the five quasi-leaders who were counterattacking before their death and hundreds of millions of zombies.

It is not difficult to imagine that in the past hundreds of thousands of years, there must have been many corpses trying to get to the moon, but not on such a terrifying scale as the current one.

Liu Feng frowned. The tide of corpses came from bottom to top. In addition to the five princes, there were six prospective leaders flying over.

Among the six people who came over the bridge, he recognized the aura of one of them, who was one of the two Taoist priests.

But even if we don't count this one, there are ten other quasi-leaders, and none of them will show mercy to him.

"When Daoxuzi made the plan, it is impossible that he did not anticipate the worst-case scenario. I think he would have a backup plan."

Just as he thought of this, a tired voice came into his ears along the blood-colored thread.

"Before the master left, he told me that in order to deal with today's situation, I need to flip the mirror."

Liu Feng was in the blood-colored refining, and his spiritual consciousness immediately responded through voice transmission.

"What happens if you flip the mirror?"

"The other side of the flip, with my current strength, I can no longer suppress it. Once it flips, no matter if it's a corpse or something else in this world, anyone who can't avoid it will die."

Liu Feng's face twitched violently, thinking of how Daoxuzi had obtained the fragment of the white crystal from outer space and had not put it in the Lianyin Mirror, but had refined it into another mirror.

He asked, "The other side is also a mirror? Could it be white crystal..."

Before he could finish his words, the five kings whose auras plummeted below had not yet approached, and five of the six prospective leaders from outside attacked in no particular order.

The evil ancestor Chengxian Taoist, as well as the ancestors of the Tianyu, Xiang, Huyan and Sima families, five mixed methods of enlightenment of the Tao enveloped them from afar.

Liu Feng didn't have the chance to ask any more questions, nor could he say anything to stop the Lian Yin Mirror.

At the moment before the five magic doors fell on Liu Feng, a blood-red mirror flipped above the sky.

In the blink of an eye, the world covered by darkness due to the disappearance of the blood-red moonlight was suddenly replaced by white light.

The blood moon disappeared, and a white full moon appeared in the sky.

The ghosts of a country that were already spiritually scattered and on the way to death, numbering in the billions, both in heaven and on earth, all fell to the ground like dead meat at this moment.

Before Liu Feng could send a message to warn Liu Xiaoxiao and the others, his body was swept into the air by the blood-colored chain.

The white moon quickly approached, and in a flash, he threw himself into the moon and entered the world inside the Taoist weapon.

This was a world that was white above and a sea of ​​blood below. Beside him, a hunchbacked young man transformed by the spirit of the Lianyin Mirror appeared with his head lowered.

Liu Feng turned his head and saw the skinny young man wearing a bloody shirt, his face numb, his finger pointing at his head.

"All living things return to their original state after death... My Lord, you see... That is the Tao..."

Liu Feng seemed to have heard these words before. His heart was shaken and he looked up in the direction where the weapon spirit pointed.

Through the white sky, the scene above came into view, and he immediately understood Daoxuzi's plan.

His pupils contracted violently and his face twitched wildly. He saw another world that was similar to the virtual world, yet completely different from it. It quickly enlarged in his eyes.

An extremely familiar breath came to my face, it was actually the pure white fairy energy brought by the Yidao Gu! (End of this chapter)