Chapter 617: Fighting the Demon Tribe
There was silence on the other side for a long time.
Li Weiyi seemed to understand. He slowly stood up, clasped his fists and bowed again, and sighed, "I will report this matter to the sect after I return. Farewell!"
He opened the insect bag, collected the seven phoenix-winged moth kings, threw Tianlingzai into the gourd, turned around and left, wishing he had more legs.
“Wow!”
A bone-chilling cold wind emanated from the black figure, rushing towards Li Weiyi, enveloping and entwining him from behind. It then pulled him towards the bottom of the sacrificial pit.
Li Weiyi touched the paper in his sleeve, but finally gave up and did not cast the magic sword talisman.
If the magic sword talisman could kill this ghost, Yu Yaozi would have let him use it long ago.
My body felt weightless and the world was spinning.
After a while, Li Weiyi fell to the ground with a bang.
He immediately rolled to his feet, sword in one hand and spear in the other, and looked around.
The gray fog here is so thick that it turns into ink-black. The power of death invades the body, and the protective magic energy and spiritual light are difficult to resist.
The ground beneath my feet is full of cracks.
At the center of the crack lay a corpse nailed to the ground, a rusted metal weapon piercing its heart. The gray mist here, emanating from the wound in this corpse, was filled with the aura of death.
At the same time, a few strands of lightning flowed out from the ancestral field of the corpse, emitting a faint light.
There is no need to guess, it must be Qin Yuan, the ancestor of Lei Xiao Sect.
"Even after twenty thousand years of death, the power within his corpse hasn't completely extinguished. How high must his cultivation level have been in life?"
When this thought came to Li Weiyi's mind.
The black figure reappeared, standing beside the corpse and the metal weapon, pointing a finger at the corpse's ancestral field. "Take the Golden Heaven Thunder Seal and the Nine Heavens Thunder Sword... back to the sect..."
Li Weiyi felt the pressure of a powerful aura, but he was now a martial artist in the realm of immortality and was able to resist, so he walked over carefully as he was told.
When they came within ten feet, Li Weiyi released lightning from his fingertips, striking the corpse's ancestral field, and took out a golden lightning seal and an iron book from inside.
"No matter how powerful he was before his death, after 20,000 years, the power in his body has almost been lost, leaving him with only power."
Li Weiyi didn't find anything like the Heavenly Pill in the ancestral field of the corpses; it had obviously dissipated. Furthermore, the ancestral field had shrunk significantly, leaving only a small thunder pond.
Logically speaking, for a strong man of this level, the ancestral land should be as vast as a lake or an ocean.
The Leixiao Sect has four ten thousand character thunder seals, gold, red, blue and purple.
Legend has it that the four seals combined into one form a supreme magical weapon.
After Li Weiyi received the Golden Thunder Seal and the iron book of "Nine Heavens Thunder Sword", he clutched them tightly to his chest, moved to tears, and bowed down again: "Grandmaster, I will take you home!"
"With your words, I can sleep peacefully."
The black figure's sorrowful aura instantly vanished, and his body vanished into the gray mist like clouds blown away by the wind.
Li Weiyi did what he said, mobilizing all his strength to pull the rusted weapon out of the corpse's chest. It was too heavy, so heavy that even with his current strength, he felt unable to swing it.
"It should also be a treasure."
After putting the corpses of Xiu Bing and Qin Yuan into the bag, Li Weiyi quickly left and ran towards the ground.
Originally, he wanted to release the seven Phoenix-winged Moth Kings to search for some transcendent corpses or immortal treasures in the sacrificial pit in order to make a fortune.
I don’t know if it’s because the lost souls have dissipated, but the strange evil spirits in the sacrificial pit have completely erupted, and there is no power to suppress them anymore.
The aura released by some of the strange and evil spirits has reached the level of great immortality, and is like ghost flames.
Li Weiyi, holding the Yellow Dragon Sword, charged forward and before a strange Yin Sha of the Great Immortal Level caught up with him, he leaped up and returned to the ground.
"Bang!"
The strange evil spirit with five heads was suppressed by the power of the sacrificial pit. It screamed and fell back.
Li Weiyi stood at the edge of the sacrificial pit, looking back down into the vast gray fog, muttering to himself, "Twenty thousand years of gestation, it's no surprise that some terrifying monsters have emerged. How powerful must the Queen of Time have been back then, that she's still holding them captive? Grand Palace Master, were you lying to me just now?"
"Is there?"
Yu Yaozi's voice rang out.
Li Weiyi said, "If you can transmit your voice and thoughts into the blood mud space, you will definitely be able to release the spiritual light of your mind. I know you want to sharpen my courage."
After leaving the sacrificial pit, he could finally activate the Taoist Tai Chi Fish.
Li Weiyi sent Qin Yuan and the rusty war weapon into the blood mud space and asked Yu Yaozi to help investigate to avoid any hidden dangers.
"You can investigate, but this weapon belongs to me." Yu Yaozi said.
Li Weiyi immediately knew that the weapon must be extraordinary. "We were able to survive this crisis thanks to the guidance of the Grand Palace Master. Sharing a share of the benefits is understandable. It looks like there are many powerful people buried in the sacrificial pit. Why don't we work together? I'll do the hard work and search, and the Grand Palace Master can help you deal with those strange and evil spirits."
Yu Yaozi's voice came out: "Let's talk about it later, there's no rush. As long as we take over the ancient country of Suiyuexu, won't everything here be ours? Qin Yuan's corpse will be no problem."
"The Nine Heavens Thunder Sword is a lost imperial technique of the Thunder Heaven Sect. It is very suitable for you to practice. You can give it a try."
Before Li Weiyi could even look through it, he asked, "Swordsmanship?"
"Thunder magic, which is based on the Thunder Strike Formation, can truly bring out the power of the Thunder Strike Formation. Legend has it that the lightning is like a sword, unpredictable. Wherever the mind points, the sword will go. It is said that if you practice to the ninth level, you can kill the emperor of martial arts." Yu Yaozi said.
Li Weiyi took out the iron book and flipped through it: "Does this count as karma?"
"What kind of karma is involved? Pretending to be a disciple of Lei Xiao Sect and defrauding the inheritance? Think about what Qin Yuan and the others came to the ancient country of Suiyuexu for." Yu Yaozi's mind was clear, without as many distracting thoughts as Li Weiyi.
Li Weiyi made a decision in his heart and said, "No matter what happened in his life, no matter if it was a misunderstanding or not, now that I have obtained the Golden Thunder Seal and the Nine Heavens Thunder Sword, I must fulfill my promise and send him back to the Thunder Heaven Sect."
…
The city ruins surrounding the sacrificial pit were all shrouded in gray fog.
A group of immortal-level martial artists from Inamiya gathered at the edge of the gray fog, near the pit where Sheng Wulian and Li Weiyi had fought previously.
Wu Hongling stood gracefully on a huge rock, listening attentively to the movements in the sacrificial pit.
As the movement became more and more subtle, her eyes began to fluctuate and she sighed softly from her red lips.
Ever since she learned that Li Weiyi's Zutian being abolished was a lie and that he had broken through to the realm of immortality, Wu Hongling was looking forward to meeting him again.
In her opinion, Li Weiyi was an interesting person and a genius with outstanding talent. Although Li Weiyi and Inamiya had many animosities, she just couldn't hate him.
"The sacrificial pit has calmed down! Li Weiyi must be dead, and no one can walk out of it alive." Zhenxin was covered in ice-blue light, had a tall body, and laughed loudly and heartyly.
The purple-robed woman gazed at the other side of the water. Amidst the dark clouds and mist, a constant roar echoed: "The Taiyin Cult and the Netherworld of the Dead are attacking the Sentinel Army's base. Should we help?"
Yu Baoyuan's expression was solemn, and he shook his head slightly. "Luo Yinji's cultivation is so strong that even if Shouyi and I join forces, we may not be able to defeat her. What's more, there is also a Four-eared Ghost Monkey Marquis?"
"That's right! The human forces don't dare to get involved, so why should we wade into this mess?" Yu Shou said.
Yu Baoyuan stood up suddenly and said, "Let's go. Sheng Wulian's death is a good thing. It will prevent him from coveting Miss Hong Ling's "Life North Sea Map"."
This statement is meant to please.
The reason why a powerful person at the peak of the third realm could please her was not only because of Wu Hongling's extraordinary beauty and countless suitors in Inamiya, but more importantly, it was her talent of the true inheritance level.
After the training in the ancient country of Suiyuexu is over, it is hard to say who is stronger between him and Wu Hongling.
"Zheng!"
A sharp sword sound, accompanied by a high-pitched dragon roar, came from inside the sacrificial pit and the burial area.
"It's Li Weiyi's presence. He's fighting with the powerful demon warriors guarding inside!"
"How is it possible? How could he possibly crawl out of the sacrificial pit? And if he did, why didn't he just quietly use the Governor's robe to teleport?"
"Let's go and take a look."
…
The Immortal Realm cultivators in Inamiya looked at each other in bewilderment, then used their skills to quickly rush over, fearing that, like last time, they wouldn't even be able to see Li Weiyi.
In the gray fog of death.
Li Weiyi stood proudly with a sword in his hand. Under his feet was a demon corpse that was dozens of meters long, and a bird head fell farther away.
The blood dyed the land crimson.
With just one sword strike, he beheaded a demon bird at the third level of the Immortality Realm.
He then opened the boundary bag and put the demon corpse into it, including a fourth-grade thousand-word-level magic weapon.
Four powerful demons surrounded them, all in human form. They tried their best to release their magical energy, activating the magic weapons floating above their heads, and retreated nervously.
At this moment, Li Weiyi was extremely calm, radiating confidence. This aura, coupled with the shocking sword strike just now, was quite frightening.
“Wow!”
"boom!"
The four magical weapons were all wrapped in the clouds of scriptures, shining brightly, their power shaking the heaven and earth, attacking Li Weiyi from four different directions.
No dodge.
A rich and clear fairy mist surged out from the ancestral field, forming a light shield in front of Li Weiyi, blocking all four magic weapons and hovering in the air.
"He has broken through to great immortality!"
A demon woman at the peak of the third realm was pale and her mind was in turmoil. She had never seen anyone under the great immortality who could block the attack of four heavy weapons with only magic energy.
"Then use the Taoist magic bestowed by our ancestors to kill him and avenge the deceased."
The other of the two peak-level Third Realm cultivators present was a demon man with a crane head. He untied his cloud robe, revealing his muscular upper body.
Circles of space ripples appeared at the location of Zutian.
“Wow!”
After Li Weiyi knocked the four magic weapons away, he broke through the combat lock of the four third-level masters, and his body was as fast as lightning, passing by the crane-headed man who was at the peak of the third level.
The sword flashed.
“Puff!”
The protective scriptures on the crane-headed man's body flashed for just a moment before being torn apart and his body flew out.
A thin line of blood appeared at the waist and abdomen, dividing the body into two parts.
Zutian was chopped off.
With a loud bang, the Qingfeng Taoist magic bestowed upon him by a great immortal of the demon race burst out in Zutian, instantly tearing the two halves of the corpse into pieces.
Green wind blades flew uncontrollably in all directions.
Screams rang out one after another.
The three powerful demon warriors who were near the man with the crane head were a little slow to retreat and were all seriously injured by this great immortality magic.
(End of this chapter)
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