Outside the Queshan Mine, the old demon Soul Flag, who was fighting with Yuan Zhen, suddenly looked at the sky full of thunder and lightning rising from the Queshan Mine.
How could this little ant in the early stage of refining emptiness possibly escape from his hands?
Is it that his slaps aren't strong enough?
A pair of deep demonic eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the dying man jumped out again, and his control over the spiritual restrictions of the formation suddenly increased dramatically.
What happened during this period? "Junior Brother Lin?" Seeing the figure suddenly emerging from the depths of the mine, the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain were somewhat unbelievable.
"Junior Brother Lin was... I was the one who sent him to the bottom mine, this, this..."
The corners of Wei Yingxuan's mouth twitched. He had checked at that time and found that Junior Brother Lin had already exhaled softly and was on the verge of passing away. He also crushed a magic pill for Junior Brother Lin and transformed it into spiritual power and injected it into his body. He didn't want his Junior Brother to pass away in pain.
But soon, excitement appeared on his face.
Junior Brother Lin did not die, and he also activated all the spiritual forbidden formations set up in the Queshan mine.
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"Kill the demon!"
Above the Queshan mine, the charred figure whose body was pierced by lightning raised his hand and pinched it with a slightly trembling hand. The movement seemed a little difficult.
In an instant, billions of arcs of lightning quickly transformed into lightning swords, slashing towards the remaining demon cultivators.
“Run!”
There were more than ten demon cultivators, except for the three who were caught off guard and exploded. The remaining seven had fear in their eyes, and they rolled up their demonic energy and wanted to escape into the distance.
What the hell is going on? A dying person came back to life and came with a sky full of thunder and lightning. Even if smoke came out of the ancestral grave, it would not be such a coincidence.
Lightning arcs, electric symbols were like shadows, and the roaring continued, making the void feel like it was turned upside down.
"ah!"
Screams followed, and the slow-running demon cultivator was caught up by the Thunder Sword first. Countless arcs of electricity evolved from the sword light, cutting the demon cultivator's body into countless pieces, and then piercing through the sea of consciousness, crushing the demon soul into nothingness.
One.
Two.
Three.
The sky was filled with arcs of sword light, and the demonic energy and blood mist were also swept into nothingness by the arcs of electricity after it exploded.
At this moment, each of the demon cultivators used their best skills, and finally three of them managed to escape from the lightning sword arc in a panic, and stayed far away outside the mine, gasping for breath.
"Don't be afraid, the attack range of the mine's spiritual forbidden formation is limited!"
The three escaped old demons saw that the lightning sword energy stopped outside their bodies, and suddenly felt that their embarrassing escape just now was too tragic, and they couldn't help but get angry.
After all, they were old demons in the middle stage of the Refinement Realm, but they were driven out of the mining area in a miserable way.
"I don't believe that a cultivator who has burned his lifeblood can still hold on for a few more breaths!"
"Split up and attack from a distance!"
"Devil, do you think we are just decorations?"
From being a bird trapped in a cage to the current situation being turned upside down, the suppressed anger of Qin Xingchen and other disciples of Wanxiang Mountain was finally released at this moment.
Just when everyone wanted to rush up to surround and kill the three remaining old demons.
There was another roar in the sky full of electric arcs. Strands of silver electric arcs twisted in front of Lin Huayuan. The electric arcs rolled up like a strong wind and turned into lightning snakes with bared fangs and claws.
Thunder snakes float in the air, like the roar of thousands of beasts.
In an instant, lightning flashed, and the rivers and seas turned upside down.
Lin Huayuan, whose body was still charred, was lifted to a high place by the electric arc lightning. When he raised his hand, the roaring lightning snakes in the sky turned into three majestic thunder dragons. They rushed to the three remaining old demons in the middle stage of the Void Refinement Realm and swallowed them all into their mouth.
"Kill the demon!"
Lin Huayuan murmured quietly.
In an instant, thousands of lightning sword arcs emerged from the thunder dragon that swallowed the three-headed old demon, each of which exuded sharpness and destruction.
Under this airtight killing spree, the three old demons in the middle stage of the Void Refinement Realm wanted to struggle, but found that they could not escape at all.
His whole body was pierced by the lightning sword and he fell into a state of unconsciousness in an instant, letting out a shrill scream.
"Fellow Daoist Soul Flag, help!
The next moment, three balls of lightning exploded, and the screams and wails stopped abruptly.
At this point, except for the old demon Soul Flag, all the demon cultivators in the early and middle stages of the Void Refinement Realm were killed.
"The spiritual confinement array set up here is indeed very useful. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to handle this battle today relying solely on the confidence of this clone."
Within the lightning, a slight curve appeared at the corner of Lin Huayuan's mouth.
He transformed into Lin Huayuan and killed ten old demons with his lightning sword. This was a generous gift for meeting the old demons.
The surging electric arcs returned, lingering outside the body to form a sea of thunder with a radius of one hundred miles.
"Boom!"
Outside the Queshan mine, there were bursts of explosions, and the dark yellow sword energy of the mountains and rivers that filled the sky was constantly annihilated by a huge demonic flag that swept through the air.
The heavy sword energy pressed the demonic energy downward, but it could not get close to the Soul Flag Demon at all.
This magic flag was waved so tightly that it was impenetrable, and tens of thousands of demon souls were roaring and emitting waves of sonic attacks.
"Haha, well, well, old Soul Flag, all your minions are dead, let's see how rampant you can be!"
A brilliant sword light formed within a hundred miles around Yuan Zhen, constantly slashing away the surging evil spirit. But a closer look revealed that he was at a disadvantage, being constantly surrounded by evil spirit.
And this encirclement was somewhat mysterious. They always kept a distance of a hundred miles and did not dare to get too close to Yuan Zhen.
There was no way. The old demon Hunqi was also afraid of capsizing in the ditch. He dared to bet that as long as he got close to a certain distance, the old cripple Yuan Zhen on the opposite side would dare to drag him to reincarnation to meet the Demon Ancestor.
Cursing the useless person in his heart, the old demon Soul Flag was also a little annoyed. The dozen or so demon cultivators who followed him were not only Feather Clothes' minions, but also the objects of blood sacrifice he prepared.
Now, a little calf-nosed man in the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm, who should have been killed by a slap from him, is actually alive again.
Before, this little calf nose could only control a part of the spiritual restriction, but after being slapped by him, all the preset spiritual restriction formations were directly activated.
Could it be that this slap in the face gave him some enlightenment?
His eyes filled with hostility pierced through the sea of thunder and saw the charred body struck by lightning, and he couldn't help but feel murderous intent.
Inside the sea of thunder, Lin Huayuan sensed the non-violent gaze, and also raised his eyes and glanced at it indifferently.
"Thank you."
With two words uttered from his mouth, he reached out to the sea of thunder in front of him. Arcs of lightning gathered in front of him and smashed towards the blood demon cloak floating on the side.
Lightning flashed like a long rainbow and struck the cloak one after another. Wisps of blood and devilish energy overflowed from the cloak, rolling and smashing into the distance. In the process, the remaining seal above the Queshan mine was completely annihilated by the thunder.
"Is this... still Junior Brother Lin?"
Watching the ban dissipate, Wei Yingxuan's mouth twitched, somewhat incredulous.
Not only him, but other Wanxiangshan disciples including Qin Xingchen focused their attention on the charred figure in the sea of thunder.
The ten-headed old demon was gone just like that.
"Master Lin...Brother, he is dragging his broken body to control the spiritual restriction of the formation."
"The formation here in Queshan was set up bit by bit by the sect over tens of thousands of years, and no one has been able to control it for a long time."
"Senior Brother Lin seems to have had a talent for formations, but it never showed."
Strength is respected. These disciples of Wanxiang Mountain are very down-to-earth. They directly switched the identities of junior and senior brothers.
Qin Xingchen glanced around. Now only the old demon Hunqi was left, but when he saw Elder Yuan Zhen, his heart sank.
Even Elder Yuan Zhen was seriously injured, which meant that the other elders in the sect were probably held back by the Demon Sect.
Now it seems that all the other demons have been killed, but the danger is not over.
"If anything unexpected happens later, you guys take Junior Brother Lin back to the sect, and I will cover the rear."
Qin Xingchen's thoughts flowed, and he transmitted his message to the other brothers present.
"Junior Brother Lin can control the spiritual restrictions of the Queshan formation, so he can control the spiritual restrictions of other mineral veins. This time, the sect obtained a large amount of spiritual medicine from the Void Star Sea, which may allow Junior Brother Lin to recover his lost essence."
In a flash, Qin Xingchen made his decision.
Whether in terms of military achievements or control over the formation, Junior Brother Lin should not have died here.
Several fellow disciples looked at each other and nodded secretly.
“Go!”
At the moment when everyone hesitated, Yuan Zhen's voice rang out in their sea of consciousness.
"Protect Yuanhua and go together!"
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After transmitting the message, Yuan Zhen controlled the Xuanhuang Mountain and River Sword Energy to smash the evil energy and tried to approach the old demon Hunqi again.
"Soul Flag, dare you come closer!"
However, the old demon Soul Flag waved his flag tightly, releasing a long river of demonic energy, always keeping a distance of a hundred miles between himself and Yuan Zhen.
"Damn you old cripple, I won't do what you want."
The old demon with the Soul Flag had a ferocious look on his face, and he controlled the magic flag to block the surging sword energy.
This old cripple had once reached the great perfection of the Refining Void realm, but he was crazy enough to dare to fight against the heavenly calamity. After being struck by lightning, he luckily escaped with his life, and his fighting power has regressed to the late stage of the Refining Void realm.
If he had not advanced to the great perfection of refining emptiness hundreds of years ago, it would have been difficult for him to defeat this crazy cripple.
"Want to leave?"
"No way!"
"I will kill your disciples from Wanxiang Mountain in front of you, a cripple."
His head turned slightly towards the direction of the Queshan mineral vein, and the Soul Flag Demon opened his mouth and spit out a ray of faint light.
The dim light in the sky turned into a long, sticky, and extremely smelly river, merging with the blood demon's cloak that had been knocked over earlier.
The moment the sticky liquid and the cloak merged, a body grew out from under the cloak.
In a breath, a figure with smelly black water flowing all over his body lifted up his cloak, revealing a face covered with bloody pimples.
"Little calf nose who is in charge of the formation, let's see how many more times you can hold on!"
The shadow under the blood spray spoke, and the voice was the same as that of the Soul Flag Demon.
"The little calf nose of Wanxiang Mountain will stay in this void star sea today."
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"You guys escort Junior Brother Lin back to the sect, leave this to me."
Qin Xingchen flew into the air, holding the black and yellow spiral spirit stick in his hand. In the blink of an eye, a hazy black and yellow light rolled up.
In the vast dark yellow light, a thick and mountain shadow emerged, wrapped in countless gravity ripples and rushed towards Xue Peng.
"We'll go lend a hand, too."
Then, two more disciples rushed out.
Just as Qin Xingchen and the other two were about to charge towards the blood demon, lightning surging in the sky suddenly blocked their way.
"My fellow disciples, I will take care of this old demon."
Amidst the lightning, Lin Huayuan's figure was lifted forward by the arc of lightning.
"Junior Brother Lin, come back. This blood demon's aura has reached the late stage of refining emptiness. You have been pushed to the limit by the spiritual forbidden formation. You are no match for this demon. Return to the sect with the other junior brothers. Only after you have recovered from your injuries can you control a more powerful formation and slay the demon to protect the sect."
Qin Xingchen shouted.
He didn't think so much about it. He just knew that Junior Brother Lin's attainments in formations had greatly improved and he shouldn't stay here.
After he finished speaking, the figure directly broke through the lightning and rushed forward.
"Junior brother is already a broken body. I thought he was dead, but I didn't expect that he had an epiphany between life and death. I don't know how long he can hold on."
Lin Huayuan smiled calmly, then with a backhand move, he mobilized the lightning to block Qin Xingchen and the others behind him.
"Brothers, please return to the sect quickly. Today, I will use my remaining body to fight for the sect once more."
"It seems that the blow I gave you opened your mind, and you actually used the formation to kill more than ten of my followers. Since it was my fault, I will just wipe you out."
The Blood Demon's eyes turned cold, and in an instant, a sound of breaking air came from the sky, falling towards the direction of the Queshan mine.
Countless phantom lights and blood rain shot down, crackling and hitting the flames. As the incarnation of the Soul Flag Demon, it and the Soul Flag are one.
Naturally, it can be seen that Lin Huayuan's sudden rise was due to the spiritual restrictions of the formations deep in the mineral veins. If the mineral veins are destroyed and the formations are broken, this little calf nose that controls thunder will become a lamb to be slaughtered.
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"The old devil is really vicious. He will cut off our retreat with one move."
Lin Huayuan's face darkened, and he made hand gestures. Lightning flashed all over the sky and began to collide with the falling blood rain. The sound of "puff puff" echoed in the void, and black smoke continued to billow out.
Since it has been pretended, it cannot be exposed.
Otherwise, how will I survive?
Today you must pretend to be elegant and impressive.
"Hurry up and leave!"
While tilting his head, Lin Huayuan roared at the figure behind him who had not moved.
"You're a little bull nose that's relying on external forces, so you better take care of yourself first."
At this moment, a bloody palm emerged from the overwhelming blood rain, and even more dense blood shadows emerged. No matter how the thunder struck from the sky, it still swayed and covered Lin Huayuan.
On these illusory palms, hairs like black needles grew, shiny blood black, and flashing with an eerie blood-red light.
"die!"
In an instant, before the bloody palm fell, Lin Huayuan's figure groaned, and the thunder around him shook violently and began to collapse.
Fortunately, this collapse only lasted for a breath, and the attack of the demonic soul that jumped into the sea of consciousness was shattered.
"Fortunately, I had already prepared for this move. With the protection of a ray of innate purple light and the assistance of my main soul, it was still a shortcoming to suppress the clone's soul."
After coming back to his senses, Lin Huayuan suddenly pulled his hands in the sea of thunder, and electric arcs from all directions gathered in front, forming a thunder dragon rushing towards the bloody palm above.
"What treasure is hidden in the sea of consciousness of a small cultivator in the early stage of refining emptiness?"
Seeing that his spiritual attack had no effect, a murderous look surged on the Blood Demon's face.
"go!"
On the bloody palm that collided with the Thunder Dragon, dense black needle-like hairs appeared like flowers scattered from the sky, and the impact of the thunder penetrated and fell on Lin Huayuan's head.
Even with the spiritual forbidden formation in hand, Lin Huayuan's body was too weak and he was struggling to hold on.
But it must be said that the mine protection formation set up by Wanxiangshan here cleverly integrated spiritual restrictions, runes, and formations. It was only later that the disciples were not good enough, and could not control the spiritual restrictions of the formation, so that it withered away little by little under the erosion of time.
"Protect!"
Arcs of electricity intertwined and formed an electric shield above Lin Huayuan's head.
"Boom!"
The needle-hard black hairs smashed down, blasting arcs of electricity onto the electric shield. Some of them even pierced through the shield, pressing Lin Huayuan down from a high altitude.
"Fire and thunder gather!"
A bolt of thunder exploded.
From deep within the blazing ore veins, several more spiritual forbidden chains were drawn out, and a flash of lightning surrounded by red flames formed chains that flew through the air and gathered at one location, transforming into a lightning fireball.
After the lightning fireball took shape, it whistled towards the blood demon.
This scene made Yuan Zhen, who was fighting with the Soul Flag Demon, extremely happy.
He knew Lin Huayuan. In fact, he knew not only Lin Huayuan, but most of the sect's disciples.
Lin Huayuan had been stuck in the early stage of refining emptiness for more than 10,000 years and was already very old. Unexpectedly, he suddenly became enlightened and was able to control the formations passed down by the sect. It was really incredible.
It was a bit surprising that he could rely on the formation to fight against the old demon in the late stage of refining emptiness with the help of the early stage of refining emptiness. After all, Lin Huayuan's talent was not very high among people of the same level before.
But this is a good thing.
If the formation technique is understood, does it mean that cultivation is also understood?
If one could advance to the Great Perfection of Refining Void, oh no, the late stage of Refining Void, and then control the formation, wouldn't that mean there would be one more top-level Great Perfection of Refining Void fighting force, the kind that can fight in a team.
At this moment, Qin Xingchen and his companions did not leave, but directly joined the team battle. It has to be said that they are a bunch of stubborn people.
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The old demon Soul Flag was a little depressed, and he was a little confused.
Does his big ear post still have the effect of opening people's minds? If Wanxiang Mountain really has an extra formation master, this is not good. The most fucking speechless thing is that this formation master was created by him with a slap.
If this news gets out, he, the dignified Soul Flag Demon, will no longer be able to survive.
"How can it be such a coincidence? If I can get enlightenment, what do you mean by enlightenment? It must be that my life essence and blood have merged with the spiritual restriction of this place."
"Damn it, whether you have an epiphany or not, you must die today. You must not leave this stain behind!"
"Blood Demon, kill him!"
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"Heavenly Fire Refining Immortal Thunder!"
At this moment, Lin Huayuan let out a soft cry and pointed his ten fingers at the jumping arcs of electricity around him.
He was almost unable to hold on any longer. It was really not easy to pretend to be a pure disciple.
In the Queshan mine, arcs of electricity flashed from one spiritual forbidden object after another. The arcs swept out and formed into flaming thunder dragons that danced and danced in the mine.
Strands of lightning fused with flames rose up and gathered towards Lin Huayuan.
Red fire lightning shuttled out and merged into a huge thunder ball that was several miles in radius.
This thunder ball is also the final killing move of the spiritual forbidden formation buried here. When it was at its peak, it would have no problem killing the Great Perfection of Refining Void by surprise. But now its power has decreased a lot.
But it's not without benefits. If the power does not decrease, it will be difficult for Lin Huayuan to control it in his current state. Now he is on the verge of collapse.
The flaming lightning ball released a violent destructive force, instantly burning the blood rain into nothingness.
The blood demon with a ferocious face raised his eyes fiercely and his body trembled violently.
"Damn you, you crazy people."
This was obviously an attempt to die together with him.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, endless demonic energy spurted out from the Blood Demon's cloak, making the surrounding void become sticky. These sticky air currents greatly hindered the destructive aura of thunder.
The sticky demonic energy formed a dull three-dimensional demonic lake. The flaming thunder ball was instantly obstructed after it crashed into the demonic lake.
"burst!"
Without hesitation, Lin Huayuan stretched out his hand and pointed at the flaming thunder ball.
The breath of destruction exploded, and flaming thunder dragons rushed out from the thunder ball, tearing open the sticky magic lake, and a terrifying shock wave swept out.
The shattered flames and lightning in the shock wave were blazing, rushing towards the blood demon like a rolling wave.
In an instant, the blood demon screamed.
A cloud of blood mist rose from the cloak, and the human-like body twisted into a ball, with arcs of electricity constantly emitting from it.
Countless arcs of electricity swept through and exploded within the twisted body.
"Mountain and River Slash!"
On the other side, after the Blood Demon's clone was impacted, the magic flag controlled by the Soul Flag Demon's original body paused in the air, and Elder Yuan Zhen immediately caught this loophole.
A dark yellow sword rose into the air, and countless sword moves were derived. Mountains, lakes, and rivers for thousands of miles were all within one sword, and it slashed towards the Soul Flag Demon.
At this moment, even if there were countless demon shadows protecting his body, they were annihilated into nothingness under the sword energy as heavy as mountains and rivers.
The demon flag let out a mournful cry and rolled up, and the sword energy fell on the old demon of the soul flag.
"Bang!"
With a loud bang, under the mountain-like sword energy, the head of the Soul Flag Demon was smashed directly into his body. His upright body made a crackling sound, and continued to collapse, exploding with heavy blood mist.
However, the blood mist did not disperse. Instead, twisted runes like bloodworms emerged, locking the broken blood around the body.
"cut!"
Seeing this, Elder Yuan Zhen did not stop at all and once again controlled the Xuanhuang Mountain and River Sword to slash.
The blood demon cloak shot out from afar, covering the old demon with soul flag that was locked into a blood ball, and then rolled away into the distance. Under the rune, a hideous and terrifying face could be seen flashing wildly.
"Old Cripple, Little Bull Nose, I will always think of the revenge of today, Old Demon, until I refine you into my flag soul."
If it weren't for Little Calf Nose's use of formation to defeat the Blood Demon's clone, he wouldn't have been able to be defeated by the old cripple.
Covered by the blood-colored runes, the old demon Soul Flag, who was almost smashed into a meat pie by the sword energy of Mountains and Rivers, pulled his head out of his body again and roared angrily.
The old demon Soul Flag ran away!
This scene made the remaining disciples of Wanxiang Mountain excited.
"Elder Yuan Zhen!"
"Uncle Master Yuan Zhen."
Suddenly, the disciples were stunned with excitement and exclaimed in panic.
In the void, Yuan Zhen glanced at the disciples present and smiled indifferently.
"Sword!"
The suspended Mountain and River Xuanhuang Sword let out a mournful cry, and turned into an arc in the air that pierced through Yuan Zhen's body. The blazing blood ignited a raging flame, igniting the Mountain and River Xuanhuang Sword.
The next moment, the Mountain and River Sword burning with blood and fire soared into the sky.
The majestic mountains and rivers reflected the sky, like a towering mountain range passing by, rushing towards the fleeing Soul Flag Demon.
"Old cripple, you are crazy!"
The old demon Blood Soul, who had a ferocious look on his face and kept roaring, was suddenly shocked when he saw this scene and even forgot the harsh words he had just said.
"I've already run away, what else do you want?"
It would be enough to repel him if he came here with serious injuries. Now he has run away and we have to exchange our lives for each other's.
Burning his blood would be fine, but this old cripple has used up all his remaining strength, combining his body with the sword in an effort to restore his peak strength and exchange his life for another's.
The old demon Soul Flag panicked, his face distorted.
The old cripple had reached the great perfection of the realm of emptiness in his past.
"The madman from Wanxiang Mountain, this demon will avenge him!"
A shrill scream rang out in the void star sea, and the old demon with blood soul, which was gathered into a ball, exploded under the light of blood, fire and sword. The monstrous demonic energy rolled in all directions, and the blazing demonic blood spilled all over the void.
A cloak flickered continuously and disappeared into the end of nothingness.
"I'm too old to even kill a young demon cultivator."
In the void, Yuan Zhen was tottering, with a desolate look on his face.
At this moment, his body was covered with sword holes. He was already seriously injured, and after his blood and soul were burned all of a sudden, he was even more shaky like a candle in a strong wind.
"Uncle Master Yuan Zhen!"
"Elder Yuan Zhen."
The disciples rushed forward in panic, but seeing that Yuan Zhen was about to die, they did not dare to touch him at all, for fear that he would die if touched.
Looking at the appearance of the disciples in front of him, the loneliness on Yuan Zhen's face disappeared, and instead he revealed a faint smile.
"I am already on my deathbed. It makes no difference if I die a few days earlier or later.
If we let this demon run away, it won't be long before he comes out to cause trouble again, allowing the demon clan to become more powerful and rampant.
Unfortunately... this demon has only its remnant soul left and has escaped... It will take at least three to five thousand years to restore it to its original state..."
After saying this, Yuan Zhen looked at Lin Huayuan above the Queshan mine from a distance.
Now the disciples also reacted.
There is another one.
"Junior Brother Lin."
"Brother Lin."
Elder Yuan Zhen just snapped his fingers, and a pill shining with colorful light went into Lin Huayuan's mouth.
The pill melted in the mouth, and streams of warm energy quickly swept through the body, making the body that was already in pieces seem like it was soaked in a warm spiritual spring.
Looking at Lin Huayuan, whose complexion had somewhat recovered after being nourished by the pills, Yuan Zhen nodded.
“Is there any enlightenment between life and death?”
Lin Huayuan, who also looked shaky, looked at Yuan Zhen, who was even more disabled, and felt a little uncomfortable, so he nodded.
"Okay, okay."
Yuan Zhen laughed out loud.
"Master the formation, the late-stage refining virtual clone of the old demon with the Retreating Soul Banner, my disciples of Wanxiang will never fall into decline!"
"Go ahead."
Then, Yuan Zhen summoned back the sword he had used before and pushed it towards Lin Huayuan.
"This sword is named Shanhe. It can be the basis of the formation in the future."
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"Uncle Master Yuan Zhen!"
“Bang!”
A ball of dark yellow light lit up on Yuan Zhen's body, and then his body quickly shriveled up like a fruit under the scorching sun, and his body suddenly collapsed like a sand tower.
The shattered body dissipated like sand in the wind, and a wisp of residual soul floated like a shadow.
"Let's go back to the clan. There's no need to linger around in this vein. Only when we're alive will we have a chance to take it back."
"Wanxiang Mountain depends on you."
A light breeze blew by, and Yuan Zhen's remaining soul broke into points of light, which quickly dimmed, like a falling spark, and was extinguished just like that.
There is no soul smoke rising after the fall.
"Uncle Master Yuan Zhen."
Some disciples searched back and forth, trying to capture a wisp of the remaining soul.
Qin Xingchen, Wei Yingxuan and others looked desolate and could not hide their sadness.
Seven hundred years ago, the inner mountain elder Teng Shizhong died in battle.
Today, Yuan Zhen’s uncle remains the same.
"Junior Brother Lin!
Here, Lin Huayuan, who had dispersed the spiritual restrictions of the formation, fell precariously from the sky.
It's not that he's lying, but this body really can't hold on. Even after taking a Five Elements Tianhuan Pill, the foundation is still too weak.
In addition, this scene made Shen Lian feel a little overwhelmed.
The Five Elements Tianhuan Pill is a holy medicine for healing. If Elder Yuan Zhen takes it based on the injuries he suffered when he came here, even if he cannot recover to his original state, he can still recover to a large extent.
In the end, it fell into Lin Huayuan's mouth.
This elixir was like a timely help, stabilizing the fractured injuries and making the subsequent recovery smoother.
"Protect Junior Brother Lin back to the sect!"
Qin Xingchen checked Lin Huayuan's injuries, and the other disciples collected the spoils.
Afterwards, they sacrificed a khaki spirit boat and everyone quickly rushed into the depths of the void star sea.
…
The Queshan mine had suddenly become quiet, but from time to time there were arcs of lightning exploding. In the space mezzanine, a trace of fatigue appeared on Shen Lian's face.
"Everything is different."
Then, a flash of silver light rushed out of the mine and followed the group from a distance.
I had good luck along the way and didn't encounter any demonic cultivators again. I made it all the way back to Wanxiang Mountain.
Unlike Juntian Pavilion which occupies a single cave, Wanxiang Mountain is located in the highest mountain range in Wanxiang Land. This mountain suspended in the air like a continent is the entire Wanxiang Mountain headquarters.
After returning to Wanxiang Mountain, several figures came to meet them and the group entered a cave.
"Go check on Junior Brother Lin. He has taken the Five Elements Heavenly Huan Pill that Elder Yuan Zhen left behind."
Several cultivators who had comprehended the rules of life came close to Lin Huayuan, and wisps of mysterious green rule fluctuations emerged and fell.
"You stay here to heal your wounds and look after Junior Brother Lin. I'll go see the elders."
After settling down, Qin Xingchen took the healing elixir handed to him by a disciple, swallowed it, and hurried out.
Elder Yuan Zhen passed away. Although he had already contacted the sect when he left the mine, he still had to pay a visit to the elder and explain the matter in detail.
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On the other side, Shen Lian also came to Wanxiang Immortal City. He planned to stay here for a while and leave after Lin Huayuan had completely established his foothold in Wanxiang Mountain.
In this battle, he killed ten old demons in a row, and also defeated the clone of the Soul Flag old demon in the late stage of Refining Void, which put him on the verge of collapse.
Everything he did was enough to solidify his status as the purest disciple of Wanxiang Mountain.
This was indeed the case. As soon as he returned to Wanxiang Mountain, a cultivator who had comprehended the rules of vitality appeared and assisted Lin Huayuan in repairing his injuries. A deacon also transferred other healing pills from the Dan Palace.
Fellow disciples assisted in healing and care, and were very humane.
After renting a cave in Wanxiang Immortal City, Shen Lian began to practice. He operated the three techniques together. The energy converged at the center of his dantian and nourished his whole body bit by bit.
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One year.
Two years.
Five years...
Shen Lian woke up. The advantage he had gained as a cultivator of magic, which he had gained by refining the Five Elements Tianhua Pill, was equalized by the physical cultivators and the Taoist cultivators, and the three of them were back on the same starting line.
In addition, Lin Huayuan's development in Wanxiang Mountain was much better than expected.
The original accumulation of mana by Lin Huayuan's clone had almost reached the peak of the early stage of refining emptiness. What was lacking was only the fusion of rules.
Now, neither comprehending the rules nor integrating magic power will be an obstacle.
Originally, he thought he needed to secretly send some spiritual pills for healing and cultivation, but he didn't expect that there was no need at all. The spiritual pills provided by Wanxiang Mountain to Lin Huayuan were enough. Although the quality was slightly worse than those he refined, it was enough to meet his subsequent practice.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, Shen Lian's mind sank into the talisman array. A ray of purple light wandered on the array and hit Lin Huayuan's shadow.
Lin Huayuan has been recuperating from his injuries over the years, and there has not been an accurate assessment of his merits in the sect regarding the battle at the Queshan mine.
According to the previous agreement, he could go to the General Affairs Hall to settle the matter after he recovered from his injuries, so he planned to go and take a look in person.
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Wanxiang Mountain, Junshi Mountain Cave.
At the same time, Lin Huayuan's eyes opened and closed, and the aura on his body dissipated. He stood up from the cushion and stretched his body.
In just five or six years, his body was severely injured and on the verge of collapse, but now it has recovered to 90%. During this period, in addition to taking five or six kinds of healing elixirs, he also benefited from the assistance of several fellow disciples who had comprehended the laws of life.
Apart from the occasional tingling pain, he could now practice his skills and even fight in low-intensity combats without any problem.
During the recovery period, he also borrowed the inheritance related to formations from the sect and communicated with the sect's formation masters.
He reached the master level of formation formation from ordinary formation level in an instant, causing many formation masters in the sect to exclaim in surprise.
In particular, the news that he controlled the spiritual ban in the Queshan mine to kill ten demons and severely damaged the clone of the old demon Hunqi spread among the inner sect.
From an old inner sect disciple who was over 20,000 years old, he suddenly became a well-known formation master. Many of his fellow disciples came to visit him, wanting to see something new.
Each one is stunningly beautiful.
He had been worried that an elder might come to check his head, but that did not happen. Instead, he was comforted by the elder.
Fellow disciples didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Although enlightenment suddenment between life and death was rare, it did exist.
Fighting for the sect and gaining enlightenment after risking his life, everyone felt that this was what Senior Brother Lin deserved.
On the wooden frame beside him, the Xuanhuang Mountain and River Sword was shining, and the spirituality of the sword body wandered on the surface, evolving illusory light and shadows of mountains and rivers.
This sword had long lost its spirit, but the remaining spirituality was enough to give birth to a spirit again, but Elder Yuan Zhen did not bring it into being.
From this, it can be seen that Elder Yuan Zhen had long planned to pass this sword to a certain disciple, allowing the disciple to personally nurture a new generation of weapon spirit.
It was just by chance that I met him at the Queshan mine, so I gave him this sword.
He stretched out his hand and gently pressed on the sword, and a buzzing sound was heard.
"Thank you for the gift of the sword, I will offer you the head of the soul flag as a sacrifice."
With this sword, his position in Wanxiang Mountain will be even more secure.
Who dares to say that he is not Lin Huayuan, the most pure disciple of Wanxiang Mountain?
"Once the last hidden danger is healed, we will start to break through to the middle stage of the Void Refining Stage. There is no time to waste."
Putting down the Xuanhuang Mountain and River Sword, Lin Huayuan walked out of the cave and stood on the hill to look into the distance. He bowed to the disciples coming and going in the distance.
"Brother Lin."
"Brother Lin has recovered from his injuries, which is cause for celebration."
Nowadays, except for a handful of inner sect disciples, most of the disciples began to call him senior brother.
“What a wonderful practice atmosphere.”
With a smile on his face, Lin Huayuan nodded in return and turned into a stream of light, heading towards the General Affairs Hall.
It's really unpredictable. I had tried so hard to enter Juntian Pavilion, but I didn't expect to arrive at Wanxiang Mountain first.
Unlike the Juntian Pavilion which has the Juntian Key sitting in the air, the Hedao Lingbao of Wanxiang Mountain is the natal Lingbao of the Wanxiang ancestor. This Lingbao is a Wanxiang Hammer, a weapon for killing and cannot do delicate work.
This is also the difference between the holy land of Hedao of one generation and the holy land of Hedao of every generation.
In addition, since he entered Wanxiang Mountain with the help of Lin Huayuan's life force, he naturally did not need to be screened by the elders of Wanxiang Mountain. He was originally an inner disciple of Wanxiang Mountain, and it was well known that he sacrificed his life to slay the devil.
There was only one elder sitting in the General Affairs Hall. He had no smile on his face and the atmosphere in the hall seemed a bit depressing.
This elder's surname is Zhou, and he is one of the elders of Neishan.
In all major sects, starting from the late stage of refining emptiness, one generation higher than the early and middle stages of refining emptiness, and are called uncle masters.
"Uncle Zhou."
After entering the General Affairs Hall, Lin Huayuan bowed to Elder Zhou.
"The injury is recovering well."
Uncle Zhou looked Lin Huayuan up and down and nodded.
"I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Then, Elder Zhou looked determined and stood up, his expression slightly solemn.
"Inner sect disciple Lin Huayuan, after the decision of the Inner Mountain Elders Council, the rewards for the battle of the Queshan Mine Vein are as follows."
"Disciple obeys."
Most of the Hedao holy lands are managed by the inner mountain elders as the core, and the Hedao ancestors will not waste too much time on this.
"Inner sect disciple Lin Huayuan, fearless of life and death in the Queshan Mine, killed ten demons of the Xiandu Demon Sect in a row, and defeated the Xiandu Demon Sect's Soul Flag Demon's late-stage refining virtual clone, maintaining the great reputation of our sect."
"Therefore, I grant you one sixth-order middle-grade Xuanhong Breakthrough Pill and two Gravity Principle Comprehending Pills to help you advance to the middle stage of Refining Void."
"In addition, for killing ten old demons, you will be awarded an additional 2,000 Ten Thousand Phase Contribution Points. For defeating the Soul Flag old demon clone, you will be awarded 5 million Phase Contribution Points."
Wanxiang contribution points are very different from the contribution points obtained in Juntian City before, and their value is quite high.
It can be seen from the fact that it only costs 200 contribution points to kill an old demon of Lianxu that the value is very high.
In addition to contribution points, he also directly gave elixirs for breaking through levels and comprehending rules. It was almost as if he told him to advance quickly to the middle stage of refining emptiness.
"besides."
Unexpectedly, Elder Zhou had not yet finished his message.
"In view of the fact that inner disciple Lin Huayuan has a natural talent for enlightenment in the Dao of Formation, I hereby allow you, Junior Brother Lin, to have access to the upper three floors of the Sutra Library for two years. You may not lend it to others."
After Elder Zhou finished talking about these rewards, a smile appeared on his face.
"Junior Brother Lin, you are also an elder of the sect. I don't need to say much about the sect. If the sudden enlightenment between life and death is a great fortune, there is no need to hide it."
"Wanxiang Mountain needs our generation of monks to work together and forge ahead."
(End of this chapter)
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