Journey to the West: The Rise of Martial Arts

Chapter 429 Unquenchable Soul Fire
"This is..." Yang Chan came back to her senses, looking at the piles of white bones and vine roots exuding a decaying aura, she subconsciously leaned into Ren Qinglian's arms.

Ren Qinglian signaled her to be calm, "Don't worry, everything is under my control, but just in case, you should hide in the lotus lantern first!"

Yang Chan nodded, the avatar's strength is limited, staying in the outside world can only distract Ren Qinglian from taking care of her, which is not beautiful.

After Yang Chan turned into a white light and merged into the lotus lamp, Ren Qinglian slowly looked at the surrounding environment——

In front of her was a road paved with white bones, which was different from the rocks outside, and there were some animal furs and even flesh and blood scattered on it. Thinking of the records in the ancient books about the White Bone Mountain in Beimang, Ren Qinglian knew that the further down the White Bone Mountain, The closer it is to Beiman Mountain in the Earth Immortal Realm.The two mountains are like their own shadows, one yin and one yang. Presumably, the bones all over the ground are left by the blood food taken from the earth and fairy world by the followers of the Nether God Sect in the ghost tomb.

Like demon cultivators, the flesh and blood essence of living creatures is also a rare and great tonic for ghost cultivators. Some ghosts stranded in the earth fairy world due to some accidents will instinctively devour all kinds of living things, ranging from poultry and wild animals. When it comes to living people, the flesh and blood essence contained in it gradually increases, but after swallowing it, it becomes more and more easy to be distracted by evil spirits, becoming a so-called ferocious ghost, and finally reduced to a killing machine, becoming a ghost of evil spirits for immortal cultivators to fight and kill. thing.

Thinking about it, the sound of gurgling water came to his ears, he listened intently, walked in two or three steps, and soon found a ring-shaped entrance formed by condensed roots. The things that the Beimang Ghost King searched in his memory were very limited. Ren Qinglian just knew that below this was the ghost tomb that the Nether God Sect had been secretly building all this time, and there were all kinds of weird formations around it, which not only concealed people's eyes and ears, but also exerted powerful attack power at critical moments, just like the one just now. The black light that wiped out thousands of evil spirits is the manifestation of the power of the formation.

Not daring to be careless, relying on the supernatural power of listening to the world, he can vaguely confirm that this cave is the entrance to the main hall of the ghost tomb.Walking in, a huge stone arch appeared in the darkness.

The moment he appeared, the huge door opened slowly, and a gust of cold wind blew in his face, making him shiver involuntarily.

Then, there was a bang, the flames shot out, and two fire snakes rushed out of the walls on both sides.

Ren Qinglian sneered, the four-elephant battle armor was arranged around her body, and she operated the Heaven Swallowing Art, forming a swallowing vortex around her body, swallowing the two fire snakes.

A soft "huh" came from a distance, Ren Qinglian's heart tightened, and she saw that the whole space was full of light, and some big and small night pearls had appeared on the dome of the ghost tomb at some point.

"This is the main hall in the ghost tomb!" Ren Qinglian realized for a while, the night pearls around her flickered, roughly reflecting the situation in the hall.

Surrounding him, at some point, there had been a few more old men with sullen faces. According to the memory of the Beimang Ghost King, these people were the few remaining elders of the Nether God Sect.

And on the top of the main hall, sat a gloomy bearded middle-aged man, all in black robes, sitting on a basalt that was half a turtle and half a snake.

Sensing the aura of this person, Ren Qinglian suddenly smiled and said, "Beimang Ghost King? Or, Nether Ghost Lord!"

A strange look flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, "Who are you!" He had witnessed the scene of Ren Qinglian devouring two fire snakes just now, and even felt a threat from the other party that he had never felt before.

"You took so much trouble to invite me in, but you don't know my background?" Ren Qinglian had a funny look on her face.

"Presumptuous!" Those elders of the Nether God Sect couldn't help shouting.

Ren Qinglian glanced at them, and suddenly said: "No wonder you are willing to hide in this underground palace to serve that old ghost. It turns out that someone has cast a soul-suppressing curse and imprisoned your souls in the bodies of these zombie puppets. It is sad and pitiful. sigh……"

The soul-suppressing curse is a sorcery recorded in the Nether Scriptures, which can trap the soul in a specific object. The dry old men in front of them exude the breath of the descendants of the generals. Ren Qinglian took a closer look and recognized it.In this way, it also explains why there are so many flesh and fur outside the cave. Obviously, those living creatures snatched from the earth fairy world are not only used to improve their cultivation, but also the blood food of zombies.

"Looking for death!" The elders were furious, and they were afraid that Ren Qinglian's words would bring up some sad memories, so they couldn't help showing some inappropriate expressions, and all of them turned into anger from embarrassment, and attacked Ren Qinglian.

People's hearts are unpredictable, and the minds of ghosts are even more unpredictable. In order to prevent the secret of the indestructible soul from being revealed, the Nether Guizun sealed the souls of his most proud subordinates in the bodies of several zombie puppets. In the body, he no longer has to worry about being betrayed by his own people.

When Ren Qinglian saw her words, not only did not cause this group of ghosts to kill each other, but instead forced them to attack with all their strength, she didn't care.

With a sneer, there was a golden ancient sword in the palm of his hand.

The awe-inspiring breath and fierce murderous intent locked onto the bodies of those puppets in an instant.

"Heavenly escape sword technique!"

The light of the sword is shining, the stars are falling, the vegetation is towering, and the flesh body of the zombie puppet, which is comparable to the strength of the top Houtian Lingbao, has no resistance in front of this ancient sword.

Click!Click!Click! ! !

After several beeps in a row, several puppets had been beheaded, and the soul-suppressing curse of the Nether Ghost Venerable was also taken the opportunity to break.

Seeing that these old ghosts were about to rush over, Ren Qinglian waved the ancient sword in her hand for a sword flower, and said with a sneer: "Why, I rescued you from trouble, is this how you repay your savior! "

"Fourth, don't listen to his nonsense!" Seeing a partner showing hesitation, another person reminded him beside him.

"This sword!?" On the high seat in the main hall, Ghost Venerable Nether shrank his eyes, and finally recognized what kind of sword it was, "The Emperor's Xuanyuan Sword! You..." Xuanyuan Sword is the killing sword that slaughtered the witch clan. Zombie puppets are naturally broken.

"Master, Xuanyuan Sword is too powerful, I'll wait..." Seeing that Master Youming didn't pay attention to himself and others, the elder who hesitated could not help but said.

"Hmph, trash! What's wrong with Xuanyuan Sword? I don't even care about Nuwa Empress, and I'm afraid of a human emperor who is trapped in Huoyun Cave!" The Nether Ghost Venerable on the seat sneered, "You really think that this seat teaches Will your soul-suppressing curse be a complete exercise!"

"Could it be..." The complexions of the elders changed drastically.

The Youming Guizun snorted coldly, pinched his hand, and saw a golden flame suddenly burning between the eyebrows of these elders, burning them to ashes in an instant.

Ren Qinglian's eyes narrowed, the flame that can burn the soul, he only knows the fire of the red lotus, but the flame of the ghost ghost is obviously not.

Following the Youming Guizun's casual move, several flames flew up from the ruins left by these elders, flew to him, and swallowed them with his mouth open.

Ren Qinglian vaguely felt that with the engulfment of these flames, the soul power of the Nether Guizun seemed to have strengthened a bit.

"This is?"

"Immortal Soul Fire!" Youming Ghost Venerable smiled lightly. During his cultivation, he was inadvertently contaminated with a ray of innate immortality, and evolved the original Youming Soul Fire into a more powerful Immortal Soul Fire. It can be used to burn other people's souls, and it can also refine the right soul power into flames, becoming a part of this immortal soul fire.

Ren Qinglian frowned, he had never heard of the name of Huo Huo, but from the word "immortal", he could guess that it should be related to the innate immortal soul, and his heart tightened: "Could it be that you have merged Innate Immortal Soul!"

Youming Guizun shook his head, "Everything is ready, only Dongfeng is missing, and the only thing missing is your physical body!"

Saying that, the whole person turned into an inextinguishable soul fire and rolled towards Ren Qinglian.

"Good job!" Ren Qinglian's heart moved, the martial arts power in her body transformed into Jiuming Lihuo, and a light blue flame ignited on his body.

The Unquenchable Soul Fire transformed by You Ming Guizun collided with it, as if pouring water into the flame, with a hiss, a golden cloud rose up.

"Sure enough!" Ren Qinglian was determined, she suddenly activated the Heaven Swallowing Art, and the Jiuming Lihuo on her body formed a vortex, absorbing the Immortal Soulfire that was eager to leave in the air.

He opened his mouth to engulf the golden cloud, and an extremely pure soul power merged into his body, making him look radiant.

Although this immortal soul fire carries the word fire, it is actually just a manifestation of the power of the soul. When encountering the real emperor of fire, the original power of Jiuming Lihuo is like a mouse turning around when it sees a cat. Just run away, those golden clouds evaporated from the burning are the purest power of soul from the cultivation base of the Nether Guizun.

"Fellow Daoist, spare me!" With the crazily running of the Heaven Swallowing Art, more power from the Immortal Soul Fire began to be swallowed up by Ren Qinglian. Finally, the flame fluctuated and changed back into the form of the Nether Ghost Venerable, and was swallowed by Ren Qinglian. With a casual grab, he grabbed his neck and lifted him in mid-air.

"Forgive me? Hmph, yes, hand over your innate immortal soul!" Ren Qinglian said coldly.

You Ming Guizun's face changed, and he found that he couldn't break free, and as the power in Ren Qinglian's hands increased, the power of devouring seemed to increase, so he didn't dare to hesitate, "Although the innate immortal soul has not been completely refined, it has already merged into it. Among my souls, Daoist friends are not afraid that I will burn jade and stone together, and none of us will get it!"

Taking advantage of the process of devouring the other party's soul power, Ren Qinglian had already discovered that there was indeed a powerful force of law lurking in his body, and said coldly: "If you want to burn jade and stone together, you won't talk nonsense now!"

Youming Guizun looked embarrassed, and let Ren Qinglian continue: "That's it, wait a minute, I will distribute the innate immortal power to you three levels, what do you think!"

You Ming Guizun was so angry that his lungs exploded, but the situation was stronger than others, so he could only pretend to be aggrieved and said: "Don't you feel that you are too greedy, I have spent tens of thousands of years on this innate immortal soul!" Planning, even at the expense of the foundation of the entire Nether God Sect, no credit but hard work..."

Ren Qinglian was silent for a while, and then said again: "Forget it, I will give in, take [-]% and give you the remaining [-]%."

"Fellow Daoist, your current state is so low that you can't bear [-]% of the power of the Immortal Innate Soul," You Ming Guizun looked concerned, "You will be directly impacted by the soul power of the Immortal Innate Soul. Destroyed, fellow daoist, you are too greedy, you will only hurt yourself like that."

Martial artists don't cultivate their primordial spirit, and Ren Qinglian's avatar is physically strong, but its soul power is much weaker than that.

"Is that so..." Seeing the caring look of You Ming Guizun, Ren Qinglian suddenly smiled, "Do you think this is good, you take out the innate immortal soul, and when the time comes, I can absorb as much as I can, absorb it It’s all yours.”

You Ming Guizun was overjoyed, and thought to himself: This kid's realm is so low, and he is a martial artist, it is not bad to be able to absorb a layer of power. When the time comes... thinking, he looked at Ren Qinglian suspiciously.

"Why, if you don't believe me, how about we make an oath?" Ren Qinglian looked impatient.

You Ming Guizun was happy in his heart, "Okay, let's make a deal!"

The two of them quickly made an oath to the heavenly way, and Ghost Venerable Nether handed over the innate immortal soul with a straightforward face, and, in order not to violate the oath, he also handed over the part of him that had been fused.

Ren Qinglian looked stunned, and couldn't help holding onto the Immortal Soul, "This is the Immortal Light, the power of the soul contained in the Immortal Soul is so powerful!"

You Ming Guizun was in a good mood, while explaining the advantages and benefits of innate immortality, while looking at Ren Qinglian like a fool, he thought, "It's a pity that this good body is really simple in mind and well-developed in limbs..."

(End of this chapter)