For many demon cultivators, with an old demon of Hedao looming over their heads, how could they be as happy as accepting disciples as old demons? However, some demon cultivators wanted to take advantage of the situation and enjoy the shade under the big tree.
This is also the reason why every time the mountain gate is opened, a group of demon cultivators can always be harvested.
Following the old demon Hedao is risky, but the rewards are also great.
Somewhere in the Tianxiang Holy City, Deshan was standing high in the sky, overlooking the city inside and outside, and had a panoramic view of all the monks coming and going.
For the sake of my great cause of overcoming the tribulation, I had previously extracted several demons from the sect, so opening the mountain gate was also for sustainable development.
He didn't kill these demons right away. The demon cultivators were fighting each other, and it wasn't a big deal if one of them disappeared every once in a while.
On this day, the many demons gathered in the Tianxiang Holy City suddenly felt the terrifying pressure coming down between heaven and earth.
The void that was originally filled with demonic energy suddenly became filled with wisps of black sky fire, and the vast flames instantly covered the sky above the huge city.
A shadowy figure stood out from the flames, and overwhelming pressure poured down like a waterfall.
In an instant, the noisy city fell silent, and countless cultivators felt as if a sacred mountain had settled in their hearts.
"Ancestor Deshan!"
The clever demon exclaimed, fell to his knees, and shouted in a deep voice.
After the first call of "Ancestor", voices began to rise one after another. Countless figures inside and outside the fairy city prostrated themselves on the ground, and the voices gradually gathered into a state of thunder and tsunami.
Deshan, who was standing on a high place, scanned the surroundings little by little.
Not bad. There are more than fifty demons in the middle stage of the Refinement Realm. If they are trained well, they can contribute to my great cause.
The middle stage of the Void Refining Realm... a fat guy who has hidden his realm.
In an instant, Deshan's eyes were stunned, and his gaze was fixed on a bone ship on a magic river in the city.
The fat man with dark skin has changed his face, but his body is still as round as before.
After so many years, apart from that piece of wood, I finally met a fellow villager.
I didn't expect this fat guy is still alive.
A hint of purple light flashed in Deshan's eyes, and suddenly a smirk appeared on her face.
The model of the Tianxiang Holy Sect was plagiarized from the Xuanshi Sect, but I didn’t expect the real owner to come!
A little embarrassing.
When he left the Yunxiao Realm, Fatty Qian had already restored his former sect to the level of Spirit Transformation. After so many years, he has advanced to the late stage of Void Refinement. It seems that he is also a man of opportunity.
The sudden appearance of his fellow villager made Shen Lian feel much better.
If I count them carefully, I don’t have many friends along the way of practicing.
Fatty is definitely one of them.
As for the second and third friends...
Shen Lian counted on his fingers and found that he could not use all five fingers.
God have mercy on us.
Where are my beloved relatives and friends!
No! No! …
Opening the mountain gate was just a cover, the real purpose was to recruit these evil cultivators. With Deshan's intervention, most of the cultivators who came were soon recruited under his command.
Anyway, the territory of the Tianxiang Holy Sect is extremely vast, and it had been occupied so much earlier that there were no other sects left. After these demon cultivators came, each of them was allocated a piece of land.
Including Fatty Qian, who was in disguise, also successfully entered the sect.
Shen Lian didn't even think about going to meet him and have a drink. It was good like this now. He could take care of him secretly and he would definitely become the backbone of the Holy Sect in the future.
After the mountain gate was opened, the situation in the Tianxiang Holy Sect gradually calmed down. Ancestor Deshan once again hid himself in the sect and became the almighty Hedao.
The entire Juntian territory has returned to its former tranquility. For the vast majority of cultivators, the Dao is too far away, so it is more important to gather some resources and focus on their current cultivation.
…
The practice environment within the Tianxiang Holy Sect is very loose, and each elder has a great deal of autonomy, and strength is the main thing that is respected.
Deshan silently observed Fatty Qian's actions. With his behind-the-scenes operations and Fatty Qian's cleverness, he believed that he would be promoted to the grand elder in no time.
One day, Deshan was studying alchemy when he suddenly looked stunned.
"Fellow Daoist, the alchemy furnace is about to explode."
The little crocodile, the spiritual treasure of the formation, flew out and reminded softly.
“Boom!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the alchemy furnace exploded into pieces, and alchemy fire enveloped the room.
"It seems that I am really not suitable for alchemy."
Deshan put away the alchemy furnace. With such a mysterious and confusing spiritual treasure by his side, he naturally became more focused in his work.
Over the years, he has been waiting for the next move of this spirit.
In order to avoid appearing so bored, he began to comprehend the art of alchemy in front of the spirit of the weapon. Although his skills were mediocre, he was able to use fifth-level spiritual medicines to refine several fourth-level spiritual pills.
These are also made for the spirit of the weapon to see.
Just imagine, for a cultivator who has mastered a single small rule, if he has no way forward, does he still need to practice in seclusion?
The Master of Juntian Pavilion can go and check the hole of turbid air, but does he just squat there and stare blankly every day?
So, Deshan started his own journey of alchemy.
"You have amazing talent in formation, but it's a pity that the connection between pills and formations is difficult."
The little crocodile spoke. It had been watching Deshan making the elixir. If nothing unexpected happened, a Hedao would still have more than 100,000 years to live. But now the road ahead has come to an end. It would be really boring without the desire to make progress.
However, in its view, Deshan just lost his goal.
Since the contract was concluded by chance and both parties were on guard against each other, the little crocodile was waiting for an opportunity to help Deok-sun regain her ambition and continue her plan.
"With such a high level of attainment in formation, he is stuck in his realm. It's really a case of God being jealous of his talent."
Deshan glanced at the little crocodile. The little crocodile had said similar words many times over the years.
But he didn't respond, and wanted to see when the little crocodile would take the initiative to attack.
Then, Deshan’s figure flashed and disappeared in the alchemy room.
The little crocodile did not leave with the weapon. Although they seemed to be the master and the spirit of the weapon, they actually each had a strong autonomy.
Looking at the empty alchemy room, the little crocodile's eyes were burning, and he went back into his own chess piece.
It just doesn't believe that Deshan is really so detached from external things and is willing to stop at the level of harmony with the Tao.
How could a demon cultivator, especially one who is proficient in formations, be content with just a small rule being violated?
As long as the old devil can't help it, it will have a chance.
…
After Deshan left the alchemy room, he appeared outside the Demon Cave deep in the Tianxiang Holy Sect.
The entrance of the crack, as narrow as an eye, cuts across the vast void at an angle.
A lower-grade seventh-order defensive formation has been placed at the entrance. Although its grade is average, it is among the best in the Juntian Realm.
It can be said that no cultivator in the entire Juntian Realm can break this formation.
However, a hole full of cracks still appeared on this defensive formation, and a strong flame fluctuation remained, as well as a faint colorful light that was looming.
“…turned to ash.”
Sensing the lingering breath, a purple light flashed in Deshan's eyes.
This bastard actually showed up.
With a flick of his finger, a wisp of black magic fire swirled and landed on the red flame at the broken part of the formation, and the black magic fire was instantly annihilated into nothingness.
"The rules of fire in the fourth realm."
…
At the same time, Shen Lian, who was still in the void starry sea, stopped walking.
He had guessed before that Cheng Hui lingered in Juntian most likely because of Mixuzi, but he didn't expect it to be true.
Thousands of years have passed, and this guy is still working tirelessly.
Not only that, I found the right place.
There are countless overlapping areas in the Demon Cave. Even if Cheng Hui finds his way in, it will take time to accurately locate Mi Xuzi's position.
Not to mention, he had also made preparations at Mi Xuzi's position, and forcing his way in would only lead to destruction.
Shen Lian's eyes were filled with rapid thoughts as he wondered what to do next and whether he should keep the thing that turned into ash.
The Demon Cave is not a place of filthy light in the turbid air world, and there are not so many opponents here. Chenghui's realm is probably the fourth turn of the twelfth floor.
His fingers ticked as he stared into the void, and Shen Lian's eyes quickly pondered the strength comparison between the enemy and us.
During the years when he was fishing in the Void Star Sea and silently pushing forward the advancement of his clone, he was not only refining pills, but also refined the seventh-level ores obtained from the Hedao cultivators and formed formations.
We can send out a certain number of Dao base-level clones to fight.
There are a total of twenty-seven seventh-level low-grade formations including the five elements.
There are nine seventh-level mid-grade formations with yin and yang attributes.
There are no top-grade ones, mainly because the Hunyuan magic power is not yet mature enough to refine the seventh-grade top-grade ore.
But when all these formations are added together, they are no weaker than the seventh-level top-grade formations.
Mi Xuzi's hiding place, a seventh-order self-destructive formation was formed.
I am the one assisting behind the scenes.
A basket of elixirs to replenish qi.
By the way, there are also two self-destructive Hedao puppets.
The enemy is a fourth-turn great cultivator who is suspected to be a fifth-turn cultivator at the twelfth floor level. He was born in Lingmu Immortal Palace, and has a fourth-turn fire rule and a fourth-turn five-element rule.
…
"Hit him first and see what he is like."
"If the color is not good, it will turn into ash. This name has a good meaning."
After such a long period of recovery, Mi Xuzi has now recovered most of it. After all, Shen Lian, the original body, was willing to spend a lot of money.
The great demon lord in the Hedao realm, the seventh-level elixir, looking at the entire Juntian realm, he is the only one who can produce it.
If Taoist Chenghui had found the place thousands of years earlier, Shen Lian might still have hesitated, but times are different now.
The important thing is that Shen Lian wants to dig out the brain that has turned to ashes.
Looking at the entire Juntian territory, it is estimated that there is only one high-level cultivator in the Haotian realm, Cheng Hui, wandering around.
This made Shen Lian extremely surprised by this cultivator's brain.
It is very likely that Taoist Cheng Hui knows the secret of the Juntian Realm's Hedao, otherwise he would not have left the fairy black beans for Fu Guang.
Since he has something in his head, don't blame him for hitting his head.
As soon as he thought of this, Shen Lian raised his hand and grabbed in the air. Suddenly, a long and narrow crack appeared in the air in front of him, and a teleportation array flashing silver light was pulled out.
The Void Hidden Array was something he had come up with over the years.
The spatial rules after the third transformation are of great use. You can even open up storage space with you. When you need it, you can just pull it lightly. It is more convenient than storing magic treasures.
Therefore, Shen Lian made several teleportation arrays in advance and placed them near the space he was carrying.
The flying boat quickly headed towards a larger land in the distance, placed the teleportation array taken out from the space on the land, and quickly embedded spirit crystals into the array.
After doing all this, Shen Lian raised his hand and threw out another jade talisman.
The jade talisman shattered after it fell to the ground, and a staggering talisman man jumped out. It swelled up quickly as if it was blown up, and after swaying from side to side a few times, it stood near the teleportation array.
After putting away the flying boat, Shen Lian stepped into the teleportation array. As the silver light broke through the void, a dazzling rune distorted the space above.
When the spatial fluctuations on the teleportation array dissipated, the talisman man who had been there jumped onto the teleportation array at once, chattering and shouting at the bombardment formation.
Boom! The silver light exploded, and the teleportation array and the talisman man all turned into nothingness, and the land just now also collapsed. A huge space wave rolled up in the surroundings, and it took a long time to calm down.
There were monks who sensed the movement and came closer from far away. By the time they arrived, the disturbance had already subsided.
He could only eat the dust floating in the empty space around him.
…
Somewhere in the Tianxiang Holy Sect.
A teleportation array hidden deep in the earth lit up, and Shen Lian walked out of it. The strong spatial fluctuations impacted the spiritual restrictions in the cave.
The densely packed spiritual bans were as bright as stars, blocking all the fluctuations of the teleportation array, without any leakage.
Then, Shen Lian's figure flashed and disappeared quickly.
Such formations are not only found in the Tianxiang Holy Sect, but also in Fuguang and near Wanxiang Mountain. However, they are hidden very deeply and were recently arranged by Shen Lian in recent years.
In an emergency, the teleportation array is faster than the escape technique and saves more mana.
The fact that Cheng Hui was able to track all the way to the Demon Cave is enough to show that he is no ordinary cultivator and has great perseverance. It has been thousands of years and he still hasn't given up.
But then again, it's only a few thousand years. If we can really find and control the descendants of Xianluo, the benefits in the future will be beyond imagination.
After entering the Demon Cave, Shen Lian continued to pass through numerous realms according to his perception.
Even with the innate ability to sense purple light, he could not avoid bumping into different realms while traveling. It is conceivable how difficult it is to find someone in the Demon Cave.
…
In the dim cave, spiritual barriers flickered all around. In the blood pool, Mixuzi sat cross-legged on the fallen blood, continuously taking blood energy into his body.
Below the bloody water, a huge skeleton can be seen.
With the powerful resource repair, Mi Xuzi's aura is almost returning to the late stage of refining emptiness, and the power of rules surging around his body is looming.
In this situation, it's okay to fight a little, but facing a cultivator at the twelfth level is too far away.
The descendants of Xianluo are powerful, but they cannot withstand repeated desperate fights. If he were not stingy with his talent, Mixuzi might become the first member of the Xianluo clan in history who could not advance to the Dao.
So this time Mi Xuzi was just a bait, and Shen Lian himself personally approached the battlefield to be the behind-the-scenes leader of the on-site hunt.
As the founder of Hunyuan magic, if he can't cure Dingyuan, how can he turn you into ashes? Speaking of which, this kind of thing used to be Mixuzi's task, but now his strength has not yet recovered to its peak.
Mi Xuzi's eyes glowed with purple light, and his figure flew out from the blood pool with a slight shake. Then gurgling blood began to surge in the blood pool, and a figure appeared again where he had been sitting cross-legged before, with wisps of blood.
As the blood surged, the figure gradually solidified and turned into a handsome man.
After tilting my head to take a look, I felt that something was still missing.
Then, with a "puff" sound, Mi Xuzi cut a gash on his chest. The surging blood flowed down his palm and turned into a stream of blood that crashed into the figure sitting cross-legged.
In an instant, the figure sitting cross-legged in the blood pool exuded an even stronger aura of immortal Luo, which was replaced by Mi Xuzi's aura, which was slightly weaker.
If one wants to lure a cultivator of the twelfth level into the trap, one naturally has to spend a lot of money.
After doing all this, Mi Xuzi disappeared into the secret realm in a flash.
…
Inside the Demon Cave.
The gray figure rushed out from one area and then entered another area.
A string of copper lamps was suspended in front of him. There were seven of them, each the size of a fist, slowly rotating around him.
A flame was flickering in the seven copper lamps, emitting a faint scent of immortality.
He collected these auras from the Filthy Light Land in the Turbid Air Realm. It was with the help of these auras, plus a replica of the Big Dipper Lamp, that he was able to find this place bit by bit.
Over the years, he traveled through the three realms of upper, middle and lower Juntian, searching every corner bit by bit, and finally he found it.
It can be said that he traveled to every corner of Juntian, and he searched every place that might be conducive to the recovery of the blood soul.
Although the method is clumsy, the effect is obvious.
Eh... I found it just like that.
The descendant of Xianluo is also a powerful man, and he is actually hiding in the Demon Cave.
He had heard about the mystery of this place as early as when he was in the Haotian Realm. It was a good place to hide and conceal his breath.
However, no matter how deep the prey hides, it cannot escape the eyes of the experienced hunter.
Knowing the strangeness of the Demon Cave, Cheng Hui, who had fallen into the realm again and again, did not show the slightest change in expression. He had been searching for thousands of years and did not mind spending more time.
The descendants of Xianluo, the posture of Dao seeds, even in the top-level holy land of Hedao, there are only a few who can condense Dao seeds before Hedao. This is no longer the posture of Nine Nine Heavenly Tribulations, but a higher talent.
If he can obtain it, he will have a place among the future great ancestors of Lingmu Immortal Palace.
The last time there was a half-immortal from the Lingyi clan in Lingmu Immortal Palace was 30 million years ago.
Unfortunately, after the ancestor of that generation passed away, the Lingyi clan never produced another semi-immortal giant, not even a Mahayana, and the strongest was just a Yujing monk.
Thirty million years is too long, enough for the factions within the palace to be re-baptized. There is no longer any place for the immortals.
There are now four giants in the palace, one from the human race, one from the demon race, and one descendant of a fairy beast. Although these three giants have not shown up for many years, they control the real power in the palace.
Above the three giants, there is the most powerful ancestor, the Tree Ancestor. The main gate of the Lingmu Immortal Palace is built on the body of the Tree Ancestor.
…
Several years passed slowly.
Cheng Hui, who had crossed hundreds of realms, had long sensed the fluctuations coming to the core area of this region, but he was not moved by it and was still refining the Big Dipper Lamp to sense the traces of Xian Luo.
The movements deep in the Demon Cave were not something he could participate in. He came here only to find Xianluo.
After wandering around various realms for these years, he had gained something. The fluctuation on the Seven Star Lamp was increasing little by little, which showed that he had found the right place.
On this day, the moment Cheng Hui entered a certain realm, the flame in the Seven-Star Lamp that was hovering and spinning around his body suddenly lit up.
Immediately, Cheng Hui reacted and his breathing became faster.
Found it! "Seven stars form a formation, and the blood and sweat lead the way!"
Immediately, Cheng Hui flicked his finger, and a drop of blood split into seven parts and sank into the seven star lamps.
The seven star lamps quickly formed a formation and turned into a "spoon" shape, circling in the air. Soon, the blood beads that had previously merged into the lamps flew out, gathered at the mouth of the spoon, and fled into the distance.
Soon, Cheng Hui chased the waves and came to the sky above a deep mountain valley. His huge divine sense swept around, and his eyes lit up with colorful lights.
Although I couldn't see the specific situation of the spiritual ban, I could sense the formation set up here.
“This is it.”
After searching for thousands of years, he finally found it, and Cheng Hui couldn't help but reveal a look of surprise on his face.
He could sense that the core of the spiritual barrier of the formation contained energy that could cause the sky to collapse and the earth to split, which was obviously intended to guard against the monks' attack.
他的阵法造诣不强，可此隐藏起来的灵禁却被他窥视到了，更窥见了如挤压的汪洋一般的恐怖能量。
在浓郁的能量环绕核心处，一道散发着仙罗气息的身影盘坐。
仙罗血裔，是他的了！
“果然干掉了合道修士后，不缺恢复的血气，恢复的如此之快。”
成灰冷笑一声，仙罗是厉害可毕竟只是炼虚，倘若是一尊道基层次的仙罗，他根本就不敢来。
想到之前仙罗血裔干掉了那么多尊道基修士，而这些修士的肉身和资源也都在仙罗血裔的手中。
抓一个仙罗血裔，相当于抓一赠……七八九十！ “好一个狠辣仙罗，竟然又布置出了这种同归于尽的灵禁，以为本尊会冒闯……”
成灰的话语还没有说完，脸上的神色就变了，嘴角没忍住哆嗦还一下。
“小畜生！”
随之，撒腿就跑！ 并且，更有耀眼夺目的五彩光从体内涌出，化为了一方护盾。
该死的仙罗，竟然真敢引动这毁天灭地的能量。
轰隆隆！ 下方深邃的山谷中，一团彩色的能量汹涌而起，化为了炽盛无比的骄阳，骇人的能量将四面八方的山谷直接掀翻。
这一刻，连带着这方界域之内，都化为了一方雷火之海。
成灰反应的速度很快，可架不住整个界域都爆开，耀眼夺目的光团从四面八方，上上下下挤压着他的身躯。
成灰的脸色阴冷，身上的五彩光华大盛，无数的彩色符文从体内狂涌而出，抵挡着来自四面八方的能量冲击。
处于狂暴能量中心的成灰，只感觉堪比道基层次的能量，从四面八方反复拍打过来。
他是十二楼境修士，不惧道基攻击，可不包括这种铺天盖地的道基能量冲击。
找了几千年终于找到，一上来就来了一个醍醐灌顶，这惊喜谁能受得了。
太残暴了。
他还没往里进呢，你踏马是有病吧。
恐怖的能量汹涌澎湃，轰的成灰浑身气血翻涌，哪怕是有护盾在侧，可汹涌不断的能量反震，依旧让他法力出现纷乱，五脏出现轻微移位。
上来就被轰了个狗血淋头，使得成灰怒火中烧。
仙罗都恢复到了如此境地，自然不可能想要和他同归于尽。
“本尊倒要看看你藏在哪里！”
随之，成灰身上的法力汹涌而出，将四面八方冲刷过来的能荡平，顺势踉跄着朝外冲去。
背后汹涌的爆裂能量，也撵着他的屁股而来。
不过想要单靠这种固定的灵禁自爆，阴他这样一尊十二楼境的大修士，仙罗修士的手段还嫩了点。
一双七彩的眸光再次亮起，在这片毁灭界域远处感应到了一道暗影一闪而逝。
“哪里走！”
七彩法力如瞬移一般飘了出去，化为了一柄冲开了狂暴能量的七彩剑光，灵裔族独有的法力波动轰在了远方暗影的后背处。
当成灰刚刚冲出能量毁灭的地带，四面八方五彩光柱霎时亮起。
每一道光柱都释放出了耀眼夺目的璀璨，其表面还衍生出了繁琐的纹路。
“阵基？”
“七阶下品的阵法，对付道基修士还行！”
看着周身被五光十色的阵基围了起来，成灰虚空一点，七彩剑气再次衍化而出。
七阶下品的阵法，在他面前还不够看。
七彩剑气下，面前衍生出来的数座五彩阵柱，当空被剑气搅成了虚无。
“仙罗小辈，区区一座七阶下品阵法，想要阻挡本尊前路可不够。”
击碎了阵基后，成灰望向了远方的虚影。
区区七阶下品阵法，他进来天相魔窟的时候，就已经毫不在意破了一座。
至于那座阵法属于谁的，那不重要。
你信不信，待他出去之后，天相宗的合道，还要跟他赔罪，说阵法挡住他的路了。
仙罗后裔修士手中有七阶阵法，倒也不算什么稀奇的事情。
可拿出来阻挡他，未免有些可笑了。
区区……
下一刻，成灰神色突然凝固。
……
“一座？”
阵法之外，空间若涟漪，一道朦胧的身影拉长了身子，全部隐匿在空间波动之中。
沈教主从云霄界开始，就不是小气的人。
在阵法方面，从来都是加量不加价，不信问问那些下去的修士，哪一个待遇低了？ 说他胆子小他认，可说他小气，不行。
“嗡！”
只见被成灰斩碎的五彩阵基，当空一生二、二生三，三生数以百计，化为了一片五彩阵基丛林。
四面八方间，阵基如天柱，环绕屹立，五彩雾气汹涌如汪洋。
数百座阵基屹立长空，连带着四方虚空开始凝滞，传出了‘咔咔’的声响。
阵基之上嗡鸣声如雷，衍生出了一道道剑光，一座座五彩神山，一块块大若星斗的金石，一道道形若人、妖等修士的身影。
每一尊散发的气息，都临界于道基和十二楼之间。
种类很杂，但量大管饱。
迟疑了一下的成灰，快速的给自己套上了一重七彩护罩，并且祭出了七盏铜灯护在了身躯之外。
并且手指快速的连连点在虚空，汇聚出了数不清的七彩剑气，凝成了一柄七彩风雷巨剑，悬浮在了成灰头顶。
“给我破！”
看着铺天盖地坠落下来的能量攻击，成灰驾驭着七彩巨剑朝着一个方向冲去。
他是自傲又不是蠢货，困在这方阵法中只能被活活轰死。
和阵法比法力雄厚，蠢货才能干出来。
阵法之外。
空间涌动的涟漪中，扭曲的虚影连连点着虚空，仔细看上去，倒是可以勉强看清楚是一尊丰神俊秀的修士身影。
此刻，修士手指轻弹，就像是拨动琴弦一般，傲然而立，颇有仙道真灵风采。
三百六十五座庞大的五彩阵基被完全激活，化为了铺天盖地的能量朝着成灰打落。
七彩巨剑斩碎了数十道坠落的攻击，可四面八方的阵法中同时衍生出了数百道同样的能量。
打不完，根本打不完！ 打碎一个，就会生出两个。
成灰在阵法内左冲右突，明明阵基大柱就要被他冲到近前。
可整个阵基就像是长腿了一样，快速的后退起来。
谁家的好阵法它长腿啊! 这一幕，让成灰气的嘴角哆嗦。
他冲，阵基退，他再冲，阵基再退。
左突，阵法整体朝左边平移。
趁其不备，轰开漫天的能量朝着反方向的右边斩去。
哎……阵法又不动了。
作为灵木仙宫的十二楼境长老，他也算是见多识广之修了，可长腿的阵法还是第一次见到。
面前的情况，意味着什么根本不需要解释。
仙罗后裔修士之前在浊气世界，竟然将自己一手阵法恐怖的造诣隐藏起来了！ 斩不到阵基，成灰只能召唤出七彩护体仙光护体，可源源不断的能量攻击根本不给他喘息之机。
“仙罗，吃本尊一剑！”
十几个呼吸后，被困在如此恶心的阵法中，成灰怒吼一声，一双眸子中竟然飞出了两团七彩能量。
无边的剑气开始翻涌，蓦然的浮现一头数千丈大小的巨兽虚影。
此巨兽通体散发着彩光，浑身长满了如利剑一般的尖刺。
浑身一震的刹那，身上长出来的利剑轰然破空而出，击碎了扑面而来阵法攻击，一下子刺入了其中一座阵基中。
“轰隆！”
在利剑的冲击下，凝练的阵基立刻被搅碎，连带着相邻的几座阵基也被搅碎，阵法一下子出现了空荡。
见状，成灰大喜，身影如影随形冲向了破碎的阵基位置，想要一举冲出阵法。
只要遁出阵法的困局，就是他反过来拿捏仙罗修士了。
十二楼境大修士，不是被小小炼虚随意拿捏的。
电光火花间，成灰就遁出了破碎的五彩阵基位置，接着略显露出惊喜的神色，变成了猪肝色。
“孽障！”
只见五彩阵基之外远方，灵云缭绕，一座座阴阳交织，衍生出日月形状的星辰沉浮在当空。
日月之下是五行大柱，大柱之上阴阳交汇。
阵法之外，还是阵法！ 阴阳套五行，一套又一套。
成灰惊骇的样子，落在了阵法之外的沈炼眼中，让他很满意。
阵法嘛，随便点点就会了。
看来这次又是没有差评的一单。
After this test, he had clearly sensed Cheng Hui's realm, and it was indeed as he had guessed, a twelfth-floor cultivator at the fourth level of the realm was weaker than he had imagined.
Since he is a little weak, you can't blame him for bullying the weak.
Oh no, it’s Mixuzi.
At this moment, above the formation where the sun and the moon were suspended in the air, the phantom of Shen Lian, who had transformed into Mi Xuzi, enveloped the entire formation.
Wearing ten kinds of rules and stepping on the sun, moon and stars, the heaven and earth are shaking. His magnificent figure is as big as the sun and the moon, overlooking the ashes in the formation below.
It is so difficult to tell which one is the senior at the Twelfth Floor Realm and which one is the junior at the Void Refinement Realm.
"It is impolite not to reciprocate. Senior from the Twelfth Floor Realm, I, a junior from the Void Refining Realm, ask you to die!"
After saying this, Shen Lian pressed his palm hard.
From the formation formed by the combination of the five elements and yin and yang, an incomparably vast land of mountains, rivers and land emerged.
Within the mountains and rivers, the waves are sparkling, and the magnetic lights of the five elements converge, as if the entire world is suppressed by a realm.
The mountains and rivers of the Nine Hunyuan Methods are boundless.
The five elements, yin and yang, and gravity converged together, and once the three three-turn rules appeared, they turned into a boundary and suppressed down.
Seeing such a tremendous pressure, Cheng Hui was horrified.
After the three third-turn rules are combined into one, the combined pressure is not even a bit different from the fourth-turn rules.
This is impossible! If Mi Xuzi had this ability back then, how could he have exploded and escaped?
The Mi Xuzi in front of me seems like a different person from the Mi Xuzi of that year.
“Clang!”
Seven colors surged on Chenghui's body, and the five elements gathered together to transform into a giant sword.
Moreover, countless sword lights bloomed around Chenghui, trying to tear apart the void imprisoned by gravity.
"The beginning of all things!"
It was also at this moment that Cheng Hui suddenly felt a chill all over his body.
He had experienced this kind of dying atmosphere more than once.
As he was shocked, colorful runes as big as rice grains emerged from his body. They stuck to each other and turned into a colorful cloak that protected his body.
But Cheng Hui, who was hiding, still couldn't feel the warmth, and a colorful scene was reflected in his eyes.
At the place where the sun, moon and stars intersected above the formation, a colorful rule evolved. After converging, it actually condensed all the brilliance in the sky and turned into a dim gray light.
Yes, it's like chaotic colors.
The moment the gray light was formed, it strangely gave rise to all kinds of light from heaven and earth inside, and turned into a huge waterfall rushing down from the sky.
At this moment, all the colorful lights from all directions seemed to be absorbed by this gray light.
There is nothing else in the world.
“Comparable to the seventh level!”
The moment the gray light appeared, Cheng Hui felt even more frightened and his teeth trembled.
"What kind of magic is this? How can there be such a level of perfection in the immortal world?"
But as soon as this thought came to his mind, Cheng Hui felt as if he was trapped in an endless sea of fire, thunder, broken space, and other scenes.
The colorful protective cloak lasted only a breath before it shattered into energy, and the Big Dipper lamp exploded as well.
"If you keep going like this, I will lose my soul!"
Between life and death, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Cheng Hui's eyes. As he clenched his teeth, a spiritual object like a colorful spiritual spring gushed out from his sea of consciousness.
This was his life-saving trump card, which could protect a wisp of soul and allow it to escape. It was originally intended to guard against Hedao monks who were more powerful than him.
I didn't expect that I would use it in front of a Void Refining Monk today.
When the colorful spiritual spring was about to merge with the soul, a buzzing sound exploded in Chenghui's sea of consciousness.
"Three Burials of Chaotic Souls!"
A raging river of souls poured into the ashes-turned sea of divine consciousness out of nowhere.
The broken information that spanned millions of years suddenly submerged the colorful spiritual spring and the soul that had turned to ashes.
"Xian Luo..."
Cheng Hui was horrified as he felt his sea of consciousness being drowned by endless information. He wanted to struggle but was completely powerless. He was completely submerged and lost his independent consciousness.
At the same time, the gray energy falling from the sky washed his physical body into a bloody mist.
…
"I just used two spells and you can't do it anymore."
Above the formation where the sun, moon and stars intertwined, Shen Lian's figure shook. The cultivator on the twelfth floor was a little bit weak.
"Lao Mi, this is your first twelfth-floor level battle record."
…
After quickly clearing the battlefield, Shen Lian fled far away.
In fact, there was nothing to restrain. His spiritual treasure had been shattered and his body had been turned into a bloody mist.
He also didn't expect that Taichu Wanxiang's move was so powerful.
Ten rules merged into one, Hunyuan fell, and even a dignified fourth-turn twelfth-level cultivator was stubborn and didn't make a sound even after being beaten into a bloody mist.
It can be regarded as a default positive review.
The only bad thing was that it did not follow Senior Chenghui's last words, causing it to turn into blood mist.
However, seniors should be more generous and not fussy about such a small issue.
Shen Lian was also a man who was going through life. He waved his hand and grabbed the blood mist, condensing it into a pure blood ball and put it away.
His body was beaten into a bloody mist, but the origin of the spirit race was still there.
He has a clone prepared by the spiritual clan, and maybe he can inherit his predecessor's mantle and hunt down the hateful descendants of Xianluo to avenge his predecessor.
He escaped from the Demon Cave, found a place to hide, and began to dig out the memory of Dao Zun.
…
"It really is you who did this."
Under the double attack of Taichu Wanxiang and Sanzang Luanhun, there were not many twists and turns in the acquisition of Chenghui Daozun's memories, and most of them were grabbed by Shen Lian.
Just as rumored, the ancestors of super powers such as Lingmu Fairy Palace established the barrier of three realms and nine days.
Before, Cheng Hui gave Fu Guang the fairy black beans, but he didn't expect that he would really become suspicious in his heart, thinking that there might be a Taoist priest coming down from Haotian or Cangtian.
Unexpectedly, after so long, there was no movement at all.
When Shen Lian was interested, Cheng Hui gave the fairy black beans to Tianshui, intending to take advantage of the situation.
This made him realize that there was an additional similarity between himself and Cheng Hui. After all, he often did this kind of thing, which made him feel a sense of mutual sympathy.
"It sounds like someone has a backer. I work hard too."
When Shen Lian flipped through some of the memories, he quite agreed.
No wonder Cheng Hui had the patience to spend thousands of years searching for Mi Xuzi's trace bit by bit in Juntian Realm.
Nothing but hard work.
Those guys who live off their parents are definitely not aware of their efforts.
"…Divine Enlightenment Points +6"
(End of this chapter)