Heaven and Ten Thousand Realms as Dao Patriarch

Chapter 129
"Heaven and Earth are boundless, Qiankun borrows the law!"

An incomparably fierce sword light flashed across, and slashed directly at the top of the old Heishan demon's head.

This is Yan Chixia's powerful killing move with the help of the Xuanyuan Sword. Even the incarnation of the Black Mountain Old Demon did not dare to resist, so he gave up chasing Wang Xuan and the others, temporarily dodging Yan Chixia's sword .

"I thought that boy in white robe surprised me, but I didn't expect that there is a stronger Taoist priest here. If the tiger doesn't show his power, he will treat me as a sick cat. If he doesn't kill you, no one will dare to trouble me Is it?" The black mountain old demon roared, and pieces of devil clouds surged out of his body, and the dozen or so haunted houses near him were directly torn into pieces, and then dissolved and swallowed by the devil clouds.

The power of Moyun became even stronger, and it enveloped Yan Chixia.

Yan Chixia originally wanted to kill the old Black Mountain demon head-on, but after only a dozen moves, he was hit by a chain in the magic cloud, and he couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"No, this old demon has a thousand years of cultivation, go away!" Yan Chixia suffered a lot, and immediately let go of killing the old black mountain demon, and quickly controlled the Xuanyuan sword, flying towards the distance with the sword run away.

"Where to escape!" The demon cloud also followed Yan Chixia, and quickly disappeared in front of everyone.

As soon as the Montenegrin old demon left, the wedding scene in the city of futility suddenly became chaotic.Just now, many ghosts were indiscriminately injured by the old black mountain demon, and now they are fighting together, wanting to recover an explanation.

It's just that the Black Mountain old demon occupies the City of Death, not only is his own cultivation extremely powerful, but he has also recruited a group of powerful subordinates.Soon, more than a dozen ghost kings rushed out and suppressed the troublesome ghosts with powerful force.

"These dozens of ghost kings actually have cultivation bases in the realm of Taoism. If we join forces, I can only kill them by sacrificing the avatar of Xuanyin." Seeing this scene, Wang Xuan immediately decided to sneak attack , do not duel head-on with the opponent.

I saw him mixed in with a group of little ghosts, quietly approaching a ghost king, suddenly sacrificed the Qingming sword, and slashed out with a sword.

"Ah!" The ghost king only had time to scream, and was beaten to death by Wang Xuan's sword.

Although Wang Xuan's cultivation base is only in the middle stage of Taoism, he is a fellow practitioner of Shenwu and Xianwu, and his own strength is comparable to that of warriors in the late stage of Taoism.

In addition, he has a magic weapon like the Qingming Sword, even a ghost that has entered the perfect state of Taoism cannot withstand a few moves in his hands, not to mention that he is still sneak attacking.

"No, this kid in white hasn't escaped yet. Let's slaughter him together and share his flesh and blood!" A ghost king shouted, which immediately attracted many ghost kings to shout.

To ghosts, the flesh and blood of human monks is no different from a panacea, which is a great tonic.Moreover, Wang Xuan's qi and blood were stronger than those of monks in the same realm, so it goes without saying that he was attractive to those ghost kings.

Wang Xuan saw more than a dozen ghost kings rushing towards him, without saying a word, he sacrificed Qing Mingjian and fled. The dozen or so ghost kings followed closely behind him.

When those powerful monsters have left, it's time for Ning Caichen's protagonist aura to play a role.He was originally a frail scholar, but unexpectedly rescued Nie Xiaoqian from among a group of little ghosts, it was a bit unreasonable.

Wang Xuan Yujian flew very fast, much faster than the ghost kings who were chasing after him, but he didn't speed up, just threw those ghost kings away, but deliberately slowed down to let the ghost kings catch up .

When he reached a desolate and lonely small valley where even ghosts couldn't see half of it, he stopped running and turned his head to look at the ghost kings quietly.

Seeing Wang Xuan's abnormal behavior, those ghost kings were a little surprised and uncertain.They carefully surrounded Wang Xuan, checked around, and found no masters in ambush here, so they were relieved.

"Quack quack quack quack quack quack brat, I didn't expect you to choose to be captured without a fight, and the ghosts will give you a happy death!"

"Damn it's you!" Wang Xuan sneered, reached out and patted his waist, and a three-inch ancient bronze coffin flew out.

The ancient coffin grew in the wind, and instantly became three feet long and one foot wide.

"Crack, click!" Before the ghost kings could react, the coffin board was pushed away from the inside, and more than a dozen chains transformed from evil spirit rushed out of it, binding the ghost kings tightly.

In the next moment, those ghost kings were swallowed into the ancient bronze coffin. The coffin boards were closed again, and the size of the coffin also shrunk rapidly.

"After devouring these dozens of ghost kings, my Xuanyin incarnation can completely break through to the late stage of transformation, and it is even possible to become a complete transformation!" After Wang Xuan harvested this wave of ghost kings, his face showed A satisfied smile.

He released his spiritual consciousness to check around, and even turned on the golden pupil of luck to check, to make sure that there was no other existence around who saw Xuanyin's avatar make a move.

It's not that he made a fuss over a molehill, the incarnation of Xuanyin was his last trump card in the world of Liaozhai, so he couldn't be too careful.

After finishing these, Wang Xuan flew with the sword again, turned around and flew in the direction of the dead city.

The reason why he went back was not to go to Ning Caichen and the others, but to clean out his lair while the old Black Mountain demon was not at home.

Although the Black Mountain Old Demon did not dominate the Netherworld and sat on the position of the Netherworld Ghost Emperor, he also occupied the territory of the Underworld with a radius of thousands of miles, and he must have searched for rare treasures.

Wang Xuan Yujian flew extremely fast, and he returned to the city of death in a short time.

The Black Mountain old demon has been lured away by Yan Chixia, and more than a dozen other ghost kings have been beheaded by Wang Xuan, and the remaining ghost soldiers and generals can't stop him at all.

He went straight into the bedroom of the old demon in Montenegro, and released his divine sense to scan inch by inch, and soon gained something.

"This is Pluto Iron!" Wang Xuan grabbed a piece of black ore the size of a millstone, with a smile on his face.

You must know that ghost iron is the material for refining magic weapons. If such a large piece of ghost iron is refined properly, two or three low-grade magic weapons can be refined!

As for the higher-level magic weapons, these ghost irons are not enough.

But even if it is a low-grade magic weapon, it is considered to be priceless.You must know that even in the main world, most of the warriors in the metamorphosis realm use only low-grade magic weapons!

Besides Pluto Iron, Wang Xuan also found many other ores.The value of these ores is far inferior to dark iron, and they cannot be used to refine magic weapons, but they are materials for sacrificial magic weapons, and the quantity is worse than that.

(End of this chapter)