It’s too difficult to cultivate immortality, so I used a strange beast to clone myself into a Taoist

Chapter 299: Seed, Teleportation

Suddenly, the ferocious wind swept through the entire altar like a blade, blowing the altar to pieces in an instant. Dozens of Mosuzi were swarming towards the altar with ferocious expressions on their faces.

At this moment, they all wailed and were torn apart by the strong wind.

But a wave of demonic energy was not extinguished and disintegrated into a black shadow, whizzing across the collapsed altar and never dissipating.

"Who disturbs my deep sleep..."

Suddenly, a hoarse voice came, echoing in Shang Xuan's ears.

Then, the ground in the center of the altar collapsed with a rumble, and a phantom about ten feet tall with a green face and fangs flew out from it.

It’s actually a Mosuzi who is only in the middle stage of foundation building? !
Ji Hao's eyes narrowed and he quietly retreated behind Shang Xuan without saying a word.

Shang Xuan looked at the Mo Shuzi and said in a cold tone,
"The person who killed you."

Mosuzi was furious, but strangely, it did not take action rashly. Its limited wisdom allowed it to detect a fatal threat from the two monks in front of it, far more than those who had been swallowed as blood by it over the years. Eat those demon-slayers.

The sword in Shang Xuan's hand was unsheathed inch by inch, and the clear sword energy spread out, forming a wind blade, which gradually strengthened.

"How is it possible? Isn't this little girl a practitioner of wind spells? Why is her swordsmanship so much better than that of a gold swordsman?!"

By the time Tu Qiongdeng saw it, the dust had settled.

Then he saw the magic sword in Shang Xuan's hand suddenly disintegrating into two green lights, bright white, which suddenly came through Mo Shuzi's body, and then stirred hard, and then disintegrated into green light and dispersed. .

This is not a magical sword made of metal. It is clearly a talisman sword integrated into the wind treasure "Yueque Yunhua"!

The Mo Shuzi paused, and finally gave up his fantasy, even gave up on the altar, and fled into the distance like the wind.

Seeing this Dharma basket, especially the seal script with the word "Yun" on it.

Seeing this, Mo Shuzi was so frightened that his demonic energy flew around.

Shang Xuan no matter what it said, he always silently accumulated mana.

From the very beginning, Shang Xuan used the method of drawing his sword to gain momentum, and he silently set a trap for this demon.

The sound of the sword rose ferociously, and with a buzzing sound, the rusty sword fragments among the corpses all over the mountain were beating incessantly, and all those belonging to the metal system rose into the sky like pilgrims.

Seeing that Shang Xuan and the others were unmoved, the mana flow in the body was three points faster, and the coercion exuded made the Mo Shuzi more and more uneasy.

Its voice gradually became shriller, faintly begging for mercy,
"I don't eat mortals, and I have never stepped out of Yi Mo Valley. I only attack those who set foot in the valley out of greed. Why do you two immortals need to be so ruthless? Why don't you spare my life? How much reward did those mortals give you? I I’m willing to pay double!”

A dark blue wind seal urn appeared behind him, its lines changing like wind and clouds.

The previous scene of Hundred Swords surrendering to the pilgrimage was just caused by Shang Xuan's secret casting and had nothing to do with this talisman sword.

Mo Shuzi threatened in a bad tone.

"Om..."

Whoosh!
However, Mo Shuzi's thoughts have not yet settled.

Ji Hao's eyes became extremely complicated.

"I was transformed by a breath of evil breath from the throat of Ancestor Huangquan. If your consciousness recedes quickly, I will not care about you killing my descendants!"

Then, Shang Xuan drew his sword!

After using the Talisman Sword to kill, Shang Xuan's face turned slightly pale, and he felt a tingling sensation in his veins.

Not long after she broke through to Foundation Establishment, she killed the mid-stage Foundation Establishment Mo Shuzi with one strike. She had extremely high requirements for character, fighter capture, and mana and charm.

As for the Mosuzi, there is no possibility of touching the body after death, and it cannot even be said to kill the Mosuzi. It is just a group of demonic energy that will be scattered back to it, and it will transform again after a period of time.

The killings are endless and the reincarnation is endless.

"Let's see what's under the altar, right? There must be something special about this Mosuzi hiding in it."

Ji Hao, who had been watching the show, walked slowly to the broken altar and jumped down. Shang Xuan held a middle-grade spiritual stone in his hand, and followed as he recovered his breath.

Under the altar was a dark, square stone room with nothing else but the fierce and pervasive demonic energy, which even obscured and distorted the vision and soul.

Ji Hao seemed to have expected it. He took out a flute from his storage bag and threw it in the air.

"go with!"

A faint light emitted from between the holes of the flute, and the demonic energy was immediately sucked into the flute.

In just a few breaths, the fierce demonic energy in the stone chamber dissipated.

Then, a white pill was revealed floating in the air, rising and falling, exuding the meaning of frost.

"Lu Zhong?!"

Seeing this thing, Ji Hao's calm eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and he became slightly distracted.

Shang Xuan frowned: "Unfortunately, it has been too long, and most of the essence in the seed has been lost."

After the foundation-building monks condensed the Dharma Urn and circulated Qi and swallowed the spirit, the Dharma Urn levels were divided into lower, medium, upper, top and ultimate Dharma Urns.

There is a huge difference in the strength and foundation between magic urns at different levels.

Ji Hao and Shang Xuan, without exception, are both condensed high-quality magic vessels.

And the white pill-shaped urn seed in front of you is a rare treasure that can improve the dharma urn later!

Those who obtain the seeds from the urn are equivalent to receiving the urn for the second time to condense the talisman and seal, and can obtain all kinds of incredible magical powers.

Convince Qi very quickly, take cloud Qi, expel spiritual mist, swallow water and fire...

Even within the Yuxu Sect, there are not many such treasures.

"This is……"

Ji Hao took a step forward and looked at the disc-shaped magic circle under Baiwan Luzhong in surprise and confusion.

"Teleportation array?!"

The expressions of the two people suddenly changed, and they suddenly understood something.

This altar seems to be the outskirts of some large-scale ceremony or ruins. It is so large that it even requires the use of teleportation arrays to communicate with each other.

This precious white pill seed is only the source of energy to maintain the operation of the magic circle.

In the Yimo Valley, there is only one with such scale and generosity. In order to kill the ancestor of Huangquan, Zhu Zhu Yuanjun spent thirty years using the mountain's feng shui to draw thunder and lightning from the purple sky and the filthy atmosphere from the bottom. The sea is long and the sky is holding ghosts and taking the divine formation'!
"It has only been two thousand years since the duel between the two Nascent Soul Lords to the current point in time in the Tribulation Domain. I am afraid that most of the Gugui Nazhen Formation is still preserved, and it still maintains the lowest spiritual energy consumption, which means..."

Ji Hao murmured to himself, then looked at Shang Xuan.

Shang Xuan nodded: "Behind this teleportation array is most likely the core of the entire Yi Mo Valley. Maybe Taoist Jia Ling is trapped here."

"Walk?"

"Walk."

The two didn't hesitate.

Ji Hao flicked his finger, and a ray of Tao rhyme flowed out of the magic urn in his body and penetrated into the white pill urn.

Suddenly, the magic circle was like an old antique that had been in disrepair. It started to flicker and tremble, emitting a soft light and illuminating everything around it.

After a few breaths, the magic circle runes suddenly glowed, and along with the altar, there was a slight vibration, and the space seemed to be torn apart.

There was a flash of light.

The two figures disappeared completely.

(End of this chapter)