True Immortal of the Netherworld

The masked man's cultivation is at the second level of the true elixir realm, and his ears, eyes, and consciousness are also quite sensitive.

The moment the purple lightning fell a few feet away from him, he was already alert.

He quickly turned his head and looked sideways, and as far as he could see, the tiny electric wires surrounding Zidian were converging as if going back in time, and there was actually a person among them.

It was a young man, dressed in green, with a handsome and elegant face. There were still purple electric threads remaining on the surface of the clothes, which made the young man even more mysterious.

"Thunder Escape Technique? Has Qingsong sent reinforcements?" The masked man was startled. The sword in his hand fell halfway, and the tip of the sword was only an inch away from the second senior brother's neck.

At the masked man's feet, the skin of the second senior brother's neck had already been stabbed with a bloody mark by the sword energy spit from the tip of the sword. At this moment, his energy backfired, his muscles and bones were paralyzed, and he had no power to resist.

The cold sword, the helpless eyes.

The moment the masked man looked at Xu Yang, Xu Yang stretched out his right hand and flicked his middle finger.

Pop the ground.

A ray of purple lightning flew out. The purple lightning twisted and turned into a three-inch flying knife in the blink of an eye, but it was much faster than a real flying knife.

The direction where the purple electric flying knife attacked was exactly where the masked man was.

Xu Yang was eager to save people and decisively added the "Wuxian Qianren", a flying knife skill that originally controlled golden-winged flying knives, to the purple lightning technique. Although it is not as smooth as the golden-winged flying knife, it is still capable. It can turn the power of purple electricity into a specific form in an instant, which shows how powerful Xu Yang's mental and soul power are.

The purple electric flying knife drew a purple electric tail in mid-air, the sound of piercing the air was like an arrow, and it was in front of the masked man in the blink of an eye.

"Good guy." The masked man couldn't help but be startled. He hurriedly moved the long sword in his hand forward, and at the same time activated his body, injecting mana crazily into the surface of the long sword.

The surface of the long sword suddenly glowed with green light, and the blue soul power fluctuations quickly materialized, forming the shape of superimposed pine needles. Then those pine needle-shaped soul power fluctuations suddenly swung around, blocking the masked man's head and chest like a blue shield, just like the Yuzi Jue in the Qingsong Sword Jue.

boom!

A crisp crackling sound came out, purple electricity exploded, and green light flew out.

The long sword in the masked man's hand was bent into an arc, and a strong thrust pushed his body backwards and flew out, and it took him ten feet to stabilize his steps.

The masked man felt a numbness in his arm holding the sword hilt, and roared: "Sneak attack on me, I will kill you."

When he raised the long sword in his hand angrily, he found that the mana blessing was already very unsmooth. The purple electric flying knife just cut a hole the size of an egg on the blade of the long sword, and the surface of the long sword was also scratched. It was branded with vein-like electric marks, and the restrictions on it were destroyed.

The masked man was so angry that he threw the sword aside. With a clang, the sword rolled far away and broke into two pieces.

When the spiritual swords used by cultivators are forged, they are blessed with various inscription restrictions. The more layers of restrictions, the higher the grade, and the stronger the ability. And once the restrictions on the spiritual sword are severely damaged, it will not be much stronger than ordinary gold and iron objects.

"With just this move of purple electricity, this person's skill is no longer inferior to mine, and he doesn't look like those bald donkeys from the Golden Buddha Temple. The people sent by the Qingsong Sect to ask for help from the Golden Buddha Temple were killed by me a few days ago. Stop and kill him. He is not the bald donkey from the Golden Buddha Temple, and he is easy to deal with." Thinking in his heart, the masked man said loudly, "This fellow Taoist, you and I don't know each other, why bother to wade through this muddy water. My feud with the Qingsong Sect will never end."

After finishing speaking, the masked man turned his right hand, golden light flashed in his palm, and a golden sword appeared.

The surface of the golden blade was engraved with whirlwind patterns. The masked man only exerted his magic power a little. The golden blade in his hand trembled and made a buzzing sound, but the sound was like a roaring storm. The whirlwind pattern on the surface of the blade suddenly became active, like a golden whirlwind.

It looked like a very high-grade golden sword, probably a top-grade spiritual weapon.

The masked man pointed the tip of the golden knife at Xu Yang opposite him and said viciously: "You must be the reinforcements invited by the Qingsong Sect."

Xu Yang put his hands behind his back and said, "No."

"Oh?" The masked man said in a calm tone: "Since it's not the case, if you are sensible, just go away quickly. Otherwise, the Golden Wind Sword in my hand will drink blood immediately."

Xu Yang did not answer the masked man's question. He knelt down and helped the second senior brother up from the ground. He turned his palm and put a pill into the second senior brother's hand. He said softly: "This is a healing pill, take it."

The second senior brother took a look and saw that it was the young man he had caught on the road down the mountain. Unexpectedly, it was this young man who saved him. He took the pill, swallowed it whole, and thanked him repeatedly: "Thank you little hero, thank you little hero."

Seeing that Xu Yang ignored him and instead saved the second senior brother, the masked man said viciously: "In that case, I will send you on the road together."

As soon as he finished speaking, the masked man tapped his toes on the ground, and something happened under his feet.

The yellow wind rushed towards Xu Yang like a horse treading flying sand.

Xu Yang narrowed his eyes and advanced instead of retreating. Purple electric arcs overflowed from the soles of his feet, and he rushed forward.

In a blink of an eye, the two were struggling together.

The masked man's steps were like chasing the wind, and Xu Yang's steps were like flying lightning. Looking from a distance, I saw a ball of yellow wind and a ball of purple lightning fighting together, which looked amazing.

The golden sword in the masked man's hand was fierce, and every time it fell, it had the power of a roaring storm.

Xu Yang counterattacked with his palm. The palm was blessed with the power of purple electricity, and wind and thunder rolled out of his palm.

When the two collided, they made a clanging sound of gold and iron.

"It turns out that he is a physical cultivator who is good at lightning escape. This is too rare." The masked man was thinking in his mind while slashing with the golden knife in his hand. He glanced at the second senior brother in the distance opposite him who hurriedly ran to the side to heal his injuries. "If we don't kill this person, I'm afraid the enemy's son will run away."

The masked man felt anxious, tightened the knife skills in his hand, and struck out randomly. Although the sword was powerful, it was obviously messed up.

Xu Yang saw the right moment and moved his palm up to meet the falling blade. At the moment of contact, he followed the trend and hit the back of the blade with his palm. At the same time, the body rotated forward, and the other palm shot out.

"boom!"

A palm was slapped on the chest of the masked man, and purple electricity exploded where the palm landed.

"Ouch!" the masked man yelled, stomping back a dozen steps and almost falling.

With a snap, the ghost face mask he used to cover his face broke into several pieces under the explosive power of Xu Yang Zidian's palm, and fell to the ground, with a blood mark on his forehead.

The surface of his clothes on his chest was damaged in the shape of a palm print, and the exposed skin was as rough as his face, as rough as old tree bark, with white smoke emitting, but his defense was very strong.

The ugly weirdo touched his face with his hand, his fingers were stained red, and he said excitedly: "What is the relationship between your kid and that old thief Songming Taoist? Don't force me!"

Xu Yang said loudly: "The "Songming Taoist" you call him is already dead, and your enemy is gone, so why bother to anger innocent people like the Qingsong Sect."

"Innocent!" The weirdo paused and continued: "For more than a hundred years, the strength of Huangfeng Valley has not been weaker than that of Qingsong Sect. Since the two are not too far apart, they often have some friction. Eighteen years ago, something happened in Huangfeng Valley , the valley owner was injured and went into seclusion. The old Qingming thief took the opportunity to fabricate Huangfeng Valley's accusations, slandered Huangfeng Valley as a bandit, and led the Qingsong faction to attack Huangfeng Valley at night. Hundreds of people, including the owner of Huangfeng Valley, died tragically overnight. I am the son of the owner of the Yellow Wind Valley, and you want me to give up on this kind of blood feud?"

The weirdo took a step forward and said sternly: "What a joke! Even if I die, I will drag the entire Qingsong Sect with me. Completely eradicating the Qingsong Sect is the reason why I, Huang Yu, live."

I don't know whether what the person who called himself Huang Yu said was true or not, but Xu Yang got goosebumps all over his body just listening to it, and he was speechless.

The world of cultivation is the law of the jungle. Nowadays, some of the big sects in Zhongyuan Continent have gradually grown in strength due to cruel sect competition.

On the way to the rise of the sect, there are opponents who have been eliminated. Even today's powerful sects may risk being replaced if they are not careful.

When will one repay one's grievances? It's easy to say this, but it doesn't exist at all. Fighting for living space, completely killing the opponent and eradicating the root cause is the shortcut to the complete end of grudges.

Huang Yu looked up to the sky and roared, and an extremely powerful spiritual pressure burst out from his body surface.

Visible to the naked eye, green rattan-like soul power fluctuations were whirling on the surface of Huang Yu's body. His body twisted and grew larger, and his bones creaked.

Not long after, Huang Yu's clothes burst apart, leaving only the remaining shorts. He revealed his arms and limbs like old tree trunks, and his face became even uglier, as if eyes had grown on the roots of an old tree.

A "demon" strange aura burst out, and the spiritual pressure he exuded has surpassed the definition of the true elixir realm and is completely incompatible with the soul realm.

"Today I will kill you with the technique I secretly learned from the old thief Song Ming. How about it? Is it scary? This is the skill of Qingsong sect to suppress the bottom of the box. In fact, it is the magic of demon spirits. Qingsong, who usually prides himself on being an upright family, Pai is simply a place of monsters.”

Xu Yang checked his consciousness and said in his heart: "It is the wood transformation technique of the third level of Qingmu Spirit Body Technique. It's just that this topaz does not have a natural top-grade wood attribute physique, and its body has been eroded by the wood transformation technique. This Although the technique can improve his cultivation level in a short period of time, the side effects are also huge."

At this time, Huang Yu, who was transformed into a wood demon, began to lose consciousness.

"Kill! Revenge! Kill! Revenge!" He kept repeating a few words in his mouth, and his physical aura continued to rise. His body further transformed into a wooden demon, his limbs and palms began to become deformed, and he could not even hold the golden knife in his hand better.

With a clang, the golden knife fell to the ground. Jaune didn't even lower his head to look.

Completely caught up in the madness of wood demonization.

"Ouch——" The demonized Huang Yu let out a demon-like roar, harsh and sharp.

Shockingly, part of his hands turned into twisted wooden vines, circling and twisting together, turning into a huge wooden gun and stabbing towards Xu Yang's location.

"The Qingmu Spirit Body Technique shouldn't be like this." Xu Yang whispered.

At the same time, Xu Yang silently recited the Qingmu Spirit Body Technique in his heart: "The green wood is dense, the wood spirit is alive, and the power of the wood flower is for my use..."

On top of the three-color vortex in the space of Xu Yang's Purple Mansion, the power of an emerald-green immortal wood spirit flew out in the shape of a dragon, instantly simulating Xu Yang's physique into a wood spirit.

At the moment when the huge wooden gun from the opposite side came down.

A green light flashed under Xu Yang's feet, and the twisting green light turned into ivy light and shadow, lifting Xu Yang's body up lightly. Xu Yang's body turned upwards, and the shadow of a huge green leaf under his feet held him firmly in the air.

boom!

Where Xu Yang originally stood, a huge pit was dug out by the demon's huge wooden spear.

At this moment, Xu Yang's figure fell steadily back to the ground against the backdrop of the light and shadow of a green leaf.

"Stop it, it shouldn't be like this." Xu Yang said loudly.

The "demon" at this moment couldn't listen to any words at all.

Seeing that Xu Yang had dodged a blow, he was unwilling to give in. He roared and pulled out the huge wooden gun from the pit, raising dust all over the sky.

"You can't run away." The demon shouted, and the huge wooden spears turned into his arms twisted and turned into dozens of small and sharp vine spears that shot through the air. The huge attack hit Xu Yang's body. The body shape is completely covered in it.

Xu Yang did not dodge, but quickly squatted down and pressed his hands on the ground.

Run the Qingmu Spirit Body Technique to activate the power of the wood spirit.

Buzz!

The earth trembled, and circles of emerald green light and shadow swayed out from Xu Yang's palm, instantly covering the entire Qingsong Mountain.

"Wood Spirit Technique - Green Pine Shield!"

Boom!

On the ground in front of Xu Yang, the soil turned upside down, and three thick green pines rose up from the ground, as high as ten feet tall.

On the surface of the three ten-foot-tall green pine trees, emerald green spiritual lines flickered, and they were united in one place, as solid as a shield.

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and the numerous wood and vine spears launched by the demon hit the surface of the green pine shield.

For a moment, sawdust flew around, the earth shook, and the void trembled.

As for Xu Yang behind him, not even a corner of his clothes was touched.

The demon retracted the vine spear transformed into his arm and roared: "This is impossible? How can you know the Aoki Spirit Body Technique?"

The next moment, the demon's aura began to become unstable, and the aura of the demon spirit-turned-wood spirit in his body kept colliding with his five internal organs.

"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang."

The demon's body exploded from the inside, and his body collapsed inch by inch like a century-old rotten tree, and finally turned into a pile of residual wood.

When Xu Yang saw this, he waved his sleeves and a beam of fire came out.

In the fierce fire, the remains of the flying scroll turned into a whirlwind and headed towards the Yellow Wind Valley.

."Huang Yu, the leader of Huangfeng Valley, is dead. The Huangfeng Valley gang should retreat quickly." Xu Yang's message resounded throughout Qingsong Mountain like rolling thunder.

When those men in black who followed Huang Yu into the Qingsong Sect heard this, they couldn't see Huang Yu himself, so they all fled away with their heads in their hands.

Members of the Qingsong Sect gathered in the square.

"The second senior brother of the Qingsong Sect, Song Ming, led the disciples of the Qingsong Sect and thanked his savior."

After saying that, the second senior brother took the lead and knelt down, and hundreds of people behind him followed suit.

Seeing this, Xu Yang said loudly: "Song Ming, get up."

Second senior brother Song Ming stood up quickly.

Xu Yang said: "I saw that you are not an indiscriminate killer, so I helped you this time. I hope you will stick to your heart and carry forward the Qingsong Sect in the future."

"Song Ming knows."

Xu Yang asked: "Do you know Yuan Liang?"

Song Mingdao: "I used to have an uncle named Yuan Liang. Later he left the sect and went to the Golden Buddha Temple, and we lost contact with him."

"Oh." Xu Yang nodded slightly.

"Dare to ask the hero's name so that our Qingsong Sect can repay our benefactor in the future. If our benefactor doesn't take action today, the Qingsong Sect will be destroyed."

"Don't you do good deeds anonymously?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yang's figure turned into a green aura and disappeared from the place. The next moment, he appeared outside the mountain gate of Qingsong Sect.

"My name is Xu Yang." Xu Yang whispered to himself at the door.

The rising sun lit up the sky and the earth, and the young man in green rode the sunshine down the mountain.

Since then, the Qingsong Sect built a statue in the image of Xu Yang and enshrined it in the back hall. They would burn incense and pay homage on important days, and named the statue "Qingsong Immortal".