Don't be afraid, I'm not a devil

"Yu Linglong, don't be so arrogant."

"You are despicable and shameless. You actually attacked the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters while I was away."

"Even if there is no Kingdom of Ten Thousand Monsters today, I can still kill you here."

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"Huang Quan, save me."

"Fuck, why is it an illusion?"

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"General Ma, help."

Finally, Yixian's call for help worked.

A glazed lamp fell from the sky, blocking the indestructible three thousand silver threads.

The saint's whisk burned quietly in the glazed light, and the glazed lantern and Taiyi's whisk formed a brief balance in mid-air.

At this time, Yi Xian finally breathed a sigh of relief and took back half of his wings that had been chopped off by Yu Linglong.

"Senior brother, be careful." Yi Xian said in a deep voice.

"Senior brother? General Ma?"

Yu Linglong's eyes flickered, and she guessed the origin of the glazed lamp.

"According to rumors, there are five magic lamps in the prehistoric fairyland. Among them, the Cuiguang Liangyi lamp is owned by Donghuang Taiyi, and disappeared after the Lich Tribulation. The other three magic lamps are in the possession of Nuwa, Master Taiqing and It’s impossible for it to appear here in Master Yuqing’s hands, so this should be the accompanying spiritual treasure glazed lamp of the ancient burning lamp Buddha.”

The glazed lantern, also known as the Vulture Palace Lantern, is not as famous as the Baolian Lantern in the hands of Nuwa and the Eight Scenery Palace Lanterns in the hands of Saint Taiqing, but it is also a well-known magic weapon, and it is not difficult for Yu Linglong to recognize it.

In particular, the glazed lanterns of the Randen Ancient Buddha once shone brightly in the Great Tribulation of the Gods.

A humanoid figure appeared on the glass lamp, and then completely solidified, appearing opposite Yu Linglong, confronting Yu Linglong.

"If you can recognize my origin, you are worthy of being a third-generation disciple of the Human Sect. If I attack you, it's not a big deal. I've met Ma Shan, a fellow Taoist."

"As expected, it's you, Ma Shan, the man with the glass wick turned into spirit."

Yu Linglong was not surprised.

"With your background, it is understandable that you stand up for the Ten Thousand Monster Kingdom."

During the Great Tribulation of the Gods, the glazed lamp, the accompanying spiritual treasure of the Ancient Buddha, had been cultivating under the monk Randen all the year round and absorbed boundless mana. The wick turned into a human form and fled to the foot of the mountain. He changed his name to Ma Shan and became a member of the Prince of Yin and Shang. A fierce general, invincible.

Later, it was Yang Jian who borrowed the demon mirror and discovered Ma Shan's origin. Then he asked Taoist Ran Deng to subdue Ma Shan and put him back into the glass lamp.

So Ma Shan is an out-and-out monster turned spirit.

And he can be counted as the chosen one who survived the Great Tribulation of the Gods.

But this is not necessarily a good thing.

Because he neither became an immortal nor a god, he was trapped in the glass lamp in the end and joined the Western Cult along with the Ran Deng Taoist.

Yu Linglong had psychological expectations for Ma Shan's appearance.

"Yi Xian calls you senior brother. It seems that Yi Xian's true body is the Dapeng Feather Immortal, the mount of the ancient Buddha of Burning Lights."

It was during the Great Tribulation of the Gods that Ran Deng subdued a roc as his mount.

After all, the demon clan was once the overlord of the world, and a skinny camel was bigger than a horse. In today's prehistoric fairy world, there are not many strong people who are qualified to own mounts. After all, this is humiliating the demon clan, and ordinary practitioners do not have the courage.

In a sense, it can even be said to be a status symbol.

Of course, only for now.

In the future, it will be difficult to say if there is inflation or the demon clan becomes increasingly declining.

"Sending both his mount and his portable spiritual treasure to the lower realm, and greatly weakening them, the Randen Ancient Buddha is really willing to spend money." Yu Linglong said coldly.

Ma Shan and Yu Yixian are both "unlucky ghosts" who have successfully survived the Great Tribulation of the Gods. Although they did not obtain the establishment and did not become immortals, they have seen the great world of the ancient immortal world.

Putting them into this small world will have a certain impact on the ancient Buddha's travels in the ancient world.

Compared to Master Xuandu’s investment in this world, Randen Ancient Buddha’s investment is obviously larger.

Naturally, Ma Shan could not lose the prestige of his master.

"When facing a third-generation disciple of the Human Sect, the ancient Buddha naturally does not dare to neglect him. However, no fellow Taoist thought he would be so cautious. Junior brother is nothing more than a corpse."

Yu Linglong looked at Yi Xian, and after a moment her jade eyebrows slightly raised: "Beheading three corpses means you have become a Golden Immortal. Are these three corpses?"

Yi Xian sneered: "Are you afraid?"

The three thousand silver threads in Yu Linglong's hand surged in brilliance, and headed straight for Yixian amid the thousands of lights.

She didn't bother to talk nonsense with Yi Xian.

Beheading three corpses means becoming a Golden Immortal. This is a cultivation system that was once widely circulated within the three religions. It essentially allows practitioners to complete their own evolution.

The Taoist book "Three Corpses in Dreams" says: "There are three corpse insects in the human body."

Specifically, it includes three insects on the upper corpse, three insects on the middle corpse, and three insects on the lower corpse, so it is called "three corpses and nine insects".

If a monk wants to embark on the road to immortality, he must eradicate the "roots of the three corpses".

The name of the corpse insect is inside the human head, which makes people stupid and devoid of wisdom.

The corpse worm is in a person's chest, causing people to have troubles and delusions, and cannot be at peace.

The corpse worm is in the human belly, causing people to covet men and women for food and drink.

By beheading three corpses, you will become a Golden Immortal. From then on, your transformation and sublimation will be completed. Your cultivation level will naturally be promoted, and it will also conform to the world's imagination of the Golden Immortal:

Wisdom, calmness, indifference, no desire or desire.

But this is just one of many cultivation systems, and it is essentially no different from cultivating merit, cultivating aura of righteousness, and breathing in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The reason why he is so famous is that the immortal who became an immortal by killing three corpses is in line with the requirements of the superiors for immortals:

Low desire, don't make trouble, don't care about fame and fortune!

Who among rulers wouldn't like to have such subordinates?

Therefore, killing three corpses is very popular in today's prehistoric fairyland. Both the Heavenly Court and the Western Sect also support their disciples in practicing the method of killing corpses.

But the People's religion doesn't care about this.

Yu Linglong follows the orthodox path of a Qi practitioner and also practices merit.

Ji Changsheng majored in merit and also studied orthodox spiritual practice.

They have never thought about cutting off their obsessions and desires, which are certain things that intelligent beings would have.

In fact, none of the six saints and six emperors have developed in this direction, otherwise the saints would not have almost died together during the Great Tribulation of the Gods, and the six emperors would not have married wives and had children, fighting for power and profit.

Yi Xian has reached the stage of beheading corpses, which shows that his true Taoism in the ancient immortal world is not far from that of Jin Xian. But in Yu Linglong's view, this is a dead end.

To the end, you will cultivate yourself into a heavenly machine.

It meets the above requirements very well.

But the future is doomed to be bleak.

Yu Linglong would not persuade her, she was just too lazy to talk too much with a three-corpse body.

"Well done."

At this time, Yi Xian calmed down.

Just after he came out of seclusion, he was stunned by Yu Linglong using a Taiyi whisk. He, who was fused with Kunpeng's essence and blood, was kept pressed and beaten, and he had not yet fully released his combat power.

Now that Ma is good at plundering the formation, the sky has cleared up and the rain has stopped, Yixian feels that he can do it again.

"Senior brother, don't take action yet, I will deal with her alone."

The Wing Immortal shows the true form of the Dapeng Eagle, with its wings like clouds hanging from the sky, covering the sky and the sun. With a flash of gold in his eyes and a sharp scream, the Wing Fairy spread his wings and swooped down, his claws like hooks, trying to tear the jade exquisite into two pieces.

Three thousand silver threads penetrated the Wing Immortal's body, but the speed of the Dapeng Eagle did not slow down. Although its skin was torn and its flesh was stained with blood, it still did not cause fatal damage to the Wing Immortal.

The physical strength of the demon clan began to show, and the severe injuries further inspired the bravery of Yixian and the wonderful effects of Kunpeng's blood.

Yu Linglong's eyes were blazing and her face was slightly surprised. She didn't expect that Yixian would dare to confront her head-on.

The strength of Wing Immortal's physical body assisted by Kunpeng's essence and blood was also slightly beyond her expectations.

But Yu Linglong was just surprised, not afraid.

The Taiyi whisk in his hand once again soared to the sky, and three thousand silver threads completely wrapped the body of Yi Xian, first of all abolishing the speed that Yi Xian was most proud of.

Subsequently, Yu Linglong did not activate the third form of Taiyi Whisk.

She just released her powerful Tribulation Realm aura.

That is far beyond the peak that this world can accommodate.

The wind and rain are swaying, and the thunder disaster is coming again. The rules of heaven and earth do not allow such a powerful creature to still stay in the lower world and not return. This is a violation of the rules of heaven and earth.

Amidst the violent storm, lightning, and thunder, Yu Linglong raised her left hand high, and in full view of the crowd, she used the red lightning as wings and cast thunderbolts into spears.

One shot stabbed Yixian to the core.

The saint's magic weapon can be used, but the price is too high.

After killing only three corpses, Yu Linglong thought that she did not need to use magic weapons at all.

It's enough on your own.

Ji Changsheng almost cheered when he saw this smooth and flowing combo.

Thunder Tribulation can still be played like this.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like I opened the back door for my wife.

Yu Linglong's next operation indeed seemed like she and Lei Bu had said hello in advance.

She dissipated her aura, regained the strength that a cultivator in the Tribulation Realm should have, and took the initiative to raise her hands to the sky: "Please wait for a moment, gods of the Thunder Department, I will ascend immediately."

The thunderstorm dispersed.

The weather is clear and clear.

Only the screams of Yi Xian and the blood-stained sky proved that an earth-shattering battle had just occurred.

Yixian is not dead yet.

But he had lost his will to fight, and his eyes were full of fear and horror: "This is impossible, why can you use the authority of Thunder Tribulation? Have you obtained the inheritance of the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder Universal Transformation Tianzun? Or have you been possessed by Shenxiao Yuqing? Has the government included him under his command in advance?"

Jiutian Yingyuan Thunder Universal Transformation Heavenly Lord, one of the part-time jobs of the Antarctic Immortal Emperor, and the highest god of the Thunder Department.

The headquarters of the Lei Department is Shenxiao Yuqing Mansion, which consists of three provinces and nine divisions, thirty-six inner courtyards Zhongsi, Dongxihuatai, Xuanguan Miaoge, four prefectures and six courtyards and various departments, each of which is divided into Cao Bureau. General Jiutian Lei Gong, General Bafang Yunlei, Wufang Barbaric Thunder Envoy, and Lei Department Chief Envoy are all under the command of Jiutian Yingyuan Thunder Universalization Heavenly Lord. There are 36 Lei Gongs in each division, who strike thunder on behalf of the sky, and they all listen to Jiutian Yingyuan Lei. The voice of Universal Transformation Tianzun commanded.

Just now, Yu Linglong turned red lightning into wings and forged thunderbolts into spears. In the eyes of Yi Xian, this was something that only the gods of the Thunder Department could do.

Yu Linglong and Ji Changsheng on the ground looked at each other.

Of course, she did not receive the inheritance from the Nine Heavens Ying Yuan Thunder Universal Transformation Heavenly Lord.

But she does have the power to wield the power of the Thunder Gods.

Isn't it reasonable for a third-generation disciple of Renjiao to use the authority of Prince Chanjiao?

What's more, the one who calls himself Prince Chanjiao is crying and shouting that he wants to marry her.

Therefore, Yixian did not lose unjustly.

"It seems that King Yuqing has also come to an end."

Ma Shan was also shocked by the thunderous methods displayed by Yu Linglong.

The glazed lights rotated and jumped, reflecting Ma Shan's uncertain face.

"I'm here to learn about fellow Taoist's thunderous skills."

Clusters of cold will-o'-the-wisps rippled around Yu Linglong's body.

The portal to the netherworld opened, and a cold and evil aura immediately filled the space between heaven and earth.

The fire inside the glazed lantern is called the ghost fire of the underworld, which is one of the ten sacred fires. It can penetrate directly into the underworld and review the life of the deceased.

As the accompanying spiritual treasure of Ran Deng, Ran Deng has entered Western Buddhism and is ranked as one of the three Buddhas. It is called the Buddha of the Past. A large part of the reason is related to this lamp.

Those who die under the glass lamp can see their past lives clearly.

As the will-o'-the-wisp surrounded Yu Linglong, Yu Linglong's life began to appear vaguely in the will-o'-the-wisp.

Yu Linglong's face turned slightly pale, but she still did not choose to use the third form of Taiyi whisk. Instead, she sat cross-legged in mid-air, letting the ghostly fire burn without moving at all.

This made Ma Shan shocked and angry.

"Fellow Taoist, it would be too much of a stretch to still not choose to use the Taiyi whisk in the face of ghostly ghost fire."

This is a slap in the face, thinking that he is not worthy of letting her use her biggest weapon.

And Ma Shan used the ghost fire to activate the final form of the glazed lamp.

From this, the judgment is made. It is precisely because of this that Ma Shan cannot accept this result.

"There is no Xuanhuang Merit Tower to protect the body here. If you continue to support me, I will send you to the underworld for reincarnation."

Ma Shan used all his strength to activate the ghost fire.

Yu Linglong's figure became more and more ethereal, as if she would be burned to ashes in the next moment.

Until three thousand silver threads poured out from Ma Shan's chest.

Ma Shan lowered his head.

Look up again.

Ahead, Yu Linglong's figure was still being burned by the ghostly fire and was crumbling.

In my ears, Yu Linglong's voice, as cold as ever, came:

"The ghost fire of the underworld leads directly to the underworld. With my current way of doing things, I can't break it."

Therefore, she was not surrounded by ghostly fire from the beginning.

Since you know you are not your opponent, why do you have to go head-to-head?

Yu Linglong is not Yu Laomo, and her head is not that strong.

What Ma Shan saw was just Yao Guang Luo Huan.

"impossible."

Ma Shan couldn't accept this ending.

"No illusion can survive the burning of ghost fire without revealing its flaws."

"It's true that ordinary illusions can't work, but Yaoguangluo illusion can."

This is an illusion that leads directly to Da Luo.

The glazed lamp is only a Daluo-level magic weapon.

You meet your opponent in chess.

"Of course, if I hold on for a little longer, I won't be able to hide it from you." Yu Linglong said: "It's just that you didn't hold on for a little longer."

Her attainments in Yaoguangluohuan are not as high as Ma Shan's ability to turn on the colored glaze lamp.

But Ma Shan didn't persist until her Yaoguangluo Huan showed its flaws, and Taiyi Fuchen had already broken through her defenses.

He is just a wick, not a monster-turned-spirit known for his physical strength.

And Taiyi's whisk is, after all, a sage's magic weapon.

Yu Linglong held Ma Shan in place, her true energy exploded, and the next moment, bang!

Explosions are an art.

After killing Ma Shan, Yu Linglong looked at Yi Xian, who still hadn't completely died.

His expression did not appear relaxed, but became more solemn.

"Sure enough, there is a backup plan."

Yi Xian laughed loudly: "Jade Linglong, what can you do if I let you cultivate to reach the heavens and be honored in the world? I didn't want to use this thing, but you forced me to do so."

If he couldn't use it, he really didn't want to use it.

Because once he uses this thing, it means that he has completely failed in the lower world this time, and he needs a saint to personally help him.

Even if you win, you will still be defeated.

The Randen Ancient Buddha has already invested a lot of blood. As long as they make good use of it, they will definitely have a chance of victory after the Xuanhuang Merit Tower is tied up.

But they didn't catch it.

Judging from the game between Randen Ancient Buddha and Master Xuandu, it is obvious that the disciples of Master Xuandu are better.

As a result, Randen Ancient Buddha may not be able to afford to lose.

But Western teaching cannot afford to lose.

"Master Xuandu can win, but the Human Sect cannot win again, and the human race cannot produce another emperor."

Yi Xian wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and allowed his whole body to be still ravaged by thunder and lightning. He respectfully took out a slender, green, and gleaming green bamboo.

The faces of Ji Changsheng, Yu Linglong, and many others instantly became extremely solemn.

"Six pure bamboos!"

Yu Linglong spit out five words.

Yi Xian's injuries were all healed, and his breath cultivation even improved further. He surpassed Yu Linglong in a very short period of time and continued to climb.

"Yes, it is exactly six pure bamboos."

Bitter bamboo, which was originally one of the ten innate spiritual roots, was obtained by Taoist Zhunti, one of the two sages in the West, and was refined into an innate spiritual treasure that can seal a person's six senses and be slaughtered at will.

Yu Linglong had told Ji Changsheng before that the plan behind the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons might not be solely the Lantern Ancient Buddha's plan, but there might also be saints from Western religions involved.

And indeed it is.

Saint Zhunti cast down six pure bamboos.

"My little friend, you are destined to the West."

A compassionate voice came from the six pure bamboos.

Hearing this sound, all things grow, like the spring breeze blowing on the face, and people can't help but be intoxicated.

But Yu Linglong was not intoxicated.

Ji Changsheng was not intoxicated either.

On the contrary, the two of them felt cold in their hearts.

At this point the chess game has been decided.

The six pure bamboos had been laid out by Saint Zhunti a long time ago, so Master Xuandu could not add any more.

"If a saint behaves like this, even if he wins, he still loses. Why should he be like this?" Yu Linglong frowned and said, "Being better than the Archmage will not make the saint more glorious."

After all, Xuandu is just a quasi-sage.

It was natural to lose to Zhunti. No one would think Xuandu was embarrassed.

Sage Zhunti did not answer.

However, Ji Changsheng immediately opened the microphone first: "Fairy Linglong's words are wrong. If there is anyone among the six saints who can add glory and glory to Master Xuandu, then there is still one."

Although the third uncle's actual record is not very good, but at most he has a bad brain. He will definitely not feel that defeating the Xuandu Archmage is an honor for him.

But for Saint Zhunti... don't say it yet, you really don't say it.

Empress Nuwa swiped the Styx alone, but Zhunti didn't swipe it down.

Does he need to prove himself?

Is Master Xuandu a good candidate for proof?

Here comes the problem.

"Sage, you didn't take down the Styx before. If you can't take down the Archmage this time... what will you do?"

Ji Changsheng was really worried about Zhunti.

If the Xuandu Archmage holds the mysterious and yellow pagoda above his head and holds the Tai Chi Diagram, he really feels that Zhunti may not be able to sway Xuandu.

The defense of the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda + Tai Chi Diagram may not be inferior to the sea of ​​blood.

Sage Zhunti was not angry, and the voice from the six pure bamboos was as warm as ever: "My little friend, you are also destined to the West."

Ji Changsheng chuckled: "It seems that the saint has made up his mind to use the Xuandu Archmage to increase his reputation. Saint, I am only curious about one thing."

"you say."

"If the projection of the six pure bamboos is broken here, will it affect the power of the six pure bamboos? If the six pure bamboos are damaged in the battle, will the saint still have the confidence to kill Xuandu Archmage alone?"

Before taking action against the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, Ji Changsheng was mentally prepared not to mention that this saint would interfere in the quasi-sage game.

Shameless people know shameless people best.

Therefore, he made plans in advance.

"Saint, you will answer it yourself soon. Amitabha, I wonder if today we will witness the first miracle of a saint losing to a quasi-sage in history."

The ancient fairy world.

Master Xuandu, with the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth above his head, holding the Tai Chi Diagram, stepped out in one step and arrived at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

"Xuandu worships the mountain!"

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A corpse appeared in Ji Changsheng's hand.

Lou Mengyang's.

Afterwards, Ji Changsheng silently ran the "Yin Corpse Painted Skin Sutra".

If you are not of the Lou family's blood, you cannot summon the phantom of Yuantu Abi's double swords.

But "The Painted Skin Sutra of the Yin Corpse" takes away the causal status.

And the Yuan Tu Sword is now in the hands of Empress Nuwa.

"Amitabha, Infinite Heavenly Lord, mother loves me again!"

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