As Zhang Yuanqing shouted, a terrifying, strong and cold aura surged from the Tianji Tower, as if it was a breath from the depths of hell, quickly contaminating this magnificent building.
Being on the eighth floor, he was the first to be hit head-on by the expanding and raging Yin energy. In an instant, he felt the Taiyin power in his body raging and out of control, just like when he was stared at by the Demon Eye King's forehead.
His complexion began to turn pale, bloodshot eyes welled up, his rationality faded, and bloodthirstiness and brutality emerged. Like the disciples in the building, he was transforming into a Yin corpse because of the turmoil of the Taiyin force.
The next second, the fierce and domineering power of the sun burst out of his body, suppressing the yin energy and curbing the changes in his body.
Zhang Yuanqing quickly flew out of the Tianji Tower and fled into the air, only to see the entire Tianji Tower shaking violently, like a building shaking in an earthquake, on the verge of collapse. All the candles in the building swayed and turned into ghostly green fires.
The high-rise building that was originally brightly lit turned into a haunted building in the dark night, emitting a creepy faint light. The disciples in the building, whether awake or asleep, whether extraordinary or saints, were all transformed into evil creatures under the erosion of the cold and gloomy aura.
Their consciousness disappeared instantly, and beast-like "ho ho" sounds came from their throats. The rationality in their eyes faded, leaving only pure brutality and bloodthirstiness.
"Open!" Zhang Yuanqing couldn't help but swear.
His guess was correct. The National Master was just refining a Yin corpse, not trying to refine himself into a ninth-level Yin object. Based on the experience just now, the National Master was now in a weak ninth-level state, surpassing the peak of the eighth level, but had not really been promoted to the ninth level. This was because he failed in the fight for dragon energy and had no choice but to break through early.
“Buzz buzz buzz!”
There was a noise like a helicopter propeller, and the bee girl Xiaoyuan, who was known for her speed, arrived first. Although she had been promoted to a "filthy spirit", she was still used to using her Gu body to travel.
The advantages of the Gu body will not disappear because of the promotion to the master. Then a ray of fire came quickly and exploded outside the Tianji Tower, and the leader Duan with dark red hair and a burly figure appeared.
His body was covered in blood and his injuries were neither light nor serious. The Domination-level Yin Corpse he had fought with had been turned into charcoal in the scorching flames.
Finally, the palace master in a red dress came, stepping on a silk gauze and gliding towards them.
The three masters stood side by side with Zhang Yuanqing, floating in the air and looking at the Tianji Tower. The entire building seemed to have been added with horror special effects, emitting a faint green light and exuding an evil and terrifying aura, as if a building in the underworld had appeared in the human world.
Zhang Yuanqing said in a deep voice, "As I expected, the National Master transformed himself into a Yin object in order to reach the Grandmaster realm. Although his plan has been destroyed by me, he has still stepped half a step into the Grandmaster realm."
These words were mainly said to Gang Leader Duan. This common man in the martial arts world had no idea about the concept of Weak Nine Level, but he could understand the concept of Half-Step Grandmaster in seconds.
Gang Leader Duan was shocked, but what shocked him even more was the emperor beside him. He looked him up and down and said in disbelief, "Is what Wang Beiwang said true?"
Wang Beiwang had told the Emperor that his talent was comparable to that of a demon, and therefore he was envied by the gods. He was afraid that his astonishing cultivation would be sealed, so he became disheartened, indulged in alcohol and sex, and lived a decadent life.
Gang Leader Duan and Elder Xu did not believe it at all and thought it was Zhao Shunzhou's words to mislead the people.
There are many similar things in history. Before starting a rebellion, many heroes would make up some horrifying legends for themselves to shock people, such as beheading a white snake, or proclaiming themselves a heavenly master, etc.
Unexpectedly, what Zhao Shun said was the truth. The fact that he had become a master was right in front of him, and he had no choice but to believe it.
"Sir, don't joke." Zhang Yuanqing stood with his hands behind his back. "In ancient times, all emperors were sons of heaven, but Zheng was the king of men who was feared by heaven."
The leader was shocked, and then looked at Xiaoyuan and the palace master. He was confused and asked, "You two are also human kings?"
Xiaoyuan and the palace master still felt ashamed and did not say anything.
At this moment, the four of them felt a chill in their hearts, as if they were being stared at by a terrifying creature. Their hair stood on end and a chill ran down their spines.
Suddenly, a deep darkness emerged in the Tianji Tower where ghost lights were flickering. In an instant, Zhang Yuanqing and others saw nothing but darkness and deathly silence.
Not a single sound could be heard, even the stars in the sky disappeared. Zhang Yuanqing had encountered a similar situation before, when he was pulled into a secret area by Lingtuo during his trip to the capital.
He used the "Sunrise" skill without hesitation, condensing the power of the sun above his head to form a condensed miniature sun.
The golden light broke through the darkness, dispelled the hidden realm, and allowed the real world to return.
At the same time, the palace master called out to me, "Your Majesty, be careful behind you."
A tall and burly black shadow appeared behind him, and its sharp claws, shining black, pierced towards his back.
Zhang Yuanqingran quickly opened the inventory and took out the five-clawed golden dragon and purple thunder shield.
As it had no time to put on the "Craftsman Ring", the five-clawed golden dragon transformed into a dragon form, then fell to the street below with one head, making a deafening snoring sound.
The Purple Thunder Shield faced the eerie claw attack alone.
"Squeak!"
Amid the teeth-grinding sound of metal twisting, the gleaming black claws pierced through the Ti Lei Shield and stabbed into Zhang Yuanqing's chest and abdomen. Taking advantage of the opportunity brought by the prop to give the knife a break, Zhang Yuanqing condensed a golden wound in his right hand and stabbed it into the chest of the tall black shadow with his backhand.
Only at this moment did he see the true face of the tall black shadow.
This is a sinister creature wearing a Taoist robe, with white hair like dead grass scattered on its head, and a black jade-like Pixiu lying on top.
Its skin is dark black and keratinized, its eyeballs are emerald green, its white fangs protrude from its lips, and it is surrounded by a sticky, foggy, yin aura.
The light from his face pierced into the opponent's chest like a red-hot iron immersed in molten iron, making a "hissing" sound and bursts of illusory black smoke rising.
The frost on Zhang Yuanqing's mouth and chest condensed into negative energy, which invaded his body and froze his vitality.
"Zhao Shun, you ruined my plan and forced me to come out of retreat early. I have no hope of being promoted to Grandmaster. Today, you must atone your sins with your life and the lives of all the people in this city." The State Master spoke in human language. His voice was no longer ethereal and majestic, but hoarse due to phlegm stuck in his throat.
“Ouch!”
The five-clawed golden dragon was finally awakened by its master. It raised its neck toward the sky and opened its mouth towards the two people who were spraying the pure black jade Pixiu above Master Yangyan's head.
The cyclone rolled, and the fierce and domineering Yang Yan was instantly sucked into the mouth of the Pixiu. A dark golden light lit up on the belly of the black jade Pixiu, and it seemed to expand, but was refined into nothingness in the next second.
The five-clawed golden dragon's big eyes bulged out, as if it was shocked.
"Bang!
Zhang Yuanqing jumped on the imperial teacher's chest and kicked away the sharp claws that were piercing his chest.
He immediately switched to mount mode, rode the five-clawed golden dragon and fled out of the city, shouting, "Follow me."
Xiao Yuan, Palace Master and Gang Leader Duan understood what he meant and chased him out of the city.
A dominance-level battlefield cannot take place in the inner city, as this will implicate too many ordinary people.
The battle has just begun and both sides have not yet exerted their full strength. Once they start killing each other, they will not care about the people in the city at all.
Although most of the sword spirits in the dungeon will be refreshed, but now that the capital has been destroyed, what should I do with the next task?
The national teacher stood in mid-air, motionless, and said in a hoarse and terrifying voice, "Zhao Shun, if you dare to escape, I will turn the capital into a ghost town."
Zhang Yuanqing snorted, took out his companion spirit moon and said loudly: "Old thief, I have a treasure that can help you ascend to the realm of Grandmaster. Come and get it if you want."
The imperial teacher's dark green eyes shrank, revealing a greedy look, and he had an instinctive desire for the treasure in Zhao Shun's hand. No yin object could refuse the companion spirit object of the origin of Taiyin.
He turned into a puff of black smoke, seemingly coming slowly but actually fast as he caught up. The two sides chased each other, and soon they came out of the city and headed south. Zhang Yuanqing didn't stop until the outline of the city wall appeared at the end of the horizon. He turned his head and found that the Imperial Master was gone.
He opened the inventory, summoned the Windrush Gloves, and felt the air currents around him. Although Night Wandering could conceal his breath and movements, it could not make his body disappear.
However, Zhang Yuanqing did not find the imperial master from the feedback of the airflow.
A more advanced secret than night tour?
A two-meter-high evil object appeared, less than ten meters away from Zhang Yuanqing.
The thick yin energy took the opportunity to rush in and try to engulf him.
In the distance, the palace mistress's skirt was lifted up and thousands of silk ribbons rushed out, stretching towards the other side of the national teacher with her fangs and claws. Xiaoyuan's hands conjured up an illusory table in the air, with bright red candles on the table, and talisman paper, scarecrows, silver needles, copper coins, incense ashes, etc. She grabbed the scarecrow and muttered something.
The scarecrow's face was distorted, turning into a sinister creature with dark skin and withered hair. It was obviously a figurine made by the national master.
The little finger picked up the incense and ash and smeared it on the scarecrow's face. In the distance, sticky black liquid flowed from the top of the national teacher's head, full of filth and evil.
His whole body was frozen there like a broken-down machine, and the red line took the opportunity to wrap around him, tying him up tightly like a dumpling.
Duan Bangsheng ran wildly in the air, his whole body ablaze with flames comparable to a falling meteor. He quickly approached the national teacher, and with a "chi" sound, flames spurted out from his right palm and condensed into a flaming sword that seemed to be real.
Gang leader Duan leaped up, spun his body, and used the knife to chop fiercely at the head of the evil creature.
The Pixiu on the national teacher's head puffed up its belly again and opened its dark mouth.
The flaming knife in Gang Leader Duan's hand instantly disintegrated into a stream of red light, which was sucked into the mouth of the Pixiu, and the filthy spiritual power that was poured on the body of the National Master was also absorbed.
The national teacher waved his arms and the red lines broke into pieces. His sharp claws, shining with black light, swept towards the sky and cut off Gang Leader Duan's right arm at the shoulder.
He endured the severe pain and fought back. With a loud roar, the God of Fire flew backwards, his chest sunken, his abdomen cut open by the gourd, and his intestines hanging out.
The fire master who was good at close combat was defeated instantly.
At this time, the broken red line seemed to have experienced time reversal and recovered to its original state. It did not attack the National Master, but wrapped around Gang Leader Duan's broken arm like a tentacle. A red light flashed, and Gang Leader Duan suddenly found that he had a connection with the broken arm, and the arm seemed to still be on his body.
Siming's rebirth skill can give tangible matter a new lease of life.
Gang Leader Duan's eyes became fierce, and he detonated the arm!
The explosion was deafening and the expanding flames engulfed the imperial teacher.
The belly of the Pixiu swelled again, and it opened its mouth to swallow up all the expanding flames. Seeing this scene, not only Gang Leader Duan, but also Zhang Yuanqing and the other two felt discouraged.
The shrunken sun rose again, creating a field that repels all spiritual energy and prevents the national master from launching a secret attack.
Zhang Yuanqing retreated back to his teammates and said in a deep voice, "First, take care of the Pixiu on his head, otherwise we won't be able to defeat him."
Although he still has a bunch of prop sets that have not been used, the use of those props will be limited if he doesn't get rid of the raccoon Xiu.
The Palace Master took out the Demon Refining Pot, rubbed the pot, and poured concentrated life source liquid into it to heal Gang Leader Duan's injuries.
Gang Leader Duan said in a deep voice, "That Pixiu is a magic weapon. It has the ability to refine anything. It can easily refine any spiritual power."
Zhang Yuanqing ignored the Palace Master and whispered, "Earth Monster Occupation, Domination-level skill, also called Decomposition."
A soil monster profession? No wonder it's so difficult.
Zhang Yuanqing asked hurriedly, "How to deal with it?"
He knew a lot of dominant-level earth monsters, but he had never fought with them.
As he spoke, the National Master rushed forward again with his Yin energy. With his realm of half-step grandmaster, even without performing the night attack, he could still fight against these grandmaster-level enemies.
The four of them fled quickly, and the Palace Master said very quickly, "Grab it."
"Don't joke." Zhang Yuanqing rejected it immediately.
The National Master is already nine levels weaker, and he also has a Pixiu that can devour spiritual energy. Even Gang Leader Duan can't survive more than three moves from the other party, so how can he snatch it?
Besides, the Pixiu is obviously an intelligent prop, not a dead object, and it is not easy to steal it.
"What else can we do?" The Palace Master said unhappily, "I'm not a scholar. If Xiahou Aotian were here, he might be able to come up with a way to restrain him."
Zhang Yuanqing's mind suddenly moved, and he suddenly became aware of something. He quickly opened the gang warehouse and took out a pair of black-framed glasses.