The three late-stage Void Refining cultivators who had just cleared the scene were shocked when they heard Shen Lian speak like this.
The three people's thoughts swept around like lightning, but they found nothing.
"You're still playing tricks when you're about to die!"
The scholar-evil cultivator sneered. He was best at this kind of trick to fool people.
He has used this tactic many times: making a feint to the east and then running away.
Looking at Shen Lian and the other three gathered together, the remaining two late-stage Void Refining cultivators couldn't help but react.
In this place of nothingness, not many people can escape their perception. Most likely, the young man in front of them did it on purpose, wanting to take the opportunity to escape.
At this moment, Shen Lian, Huang Youdao, You Shifang, and Wangshu gathered together, just like four helpless monks huddled together for warmth. On the other hand, the three in the late stage of Lianxu were like big demons.
"Go to hell."
The scholar-demon cultivator glanced at the two people of the same level beside him, his eyes flashed, and he said sternly: "I will clean up these four people, you two must not take the opportunity to snatch the treasure of the Dao!"
In an instant, the scholar practiced magic to his dantian.
The majestic dragon from before jumped out again. With the infusion of magic power, the dragon exhaled demonic energy and pounced towards Shen Lian and the other three with its fangs and claws.
The intention was to swallow up Shen Lian and the other three in one fell swoop.
The scholar-demon cultivator used both hands to make complicated incantations and poured them into the magic dragon. The demonic energy released by the magic dragon evolved into a dark spiritual field, covering the area where Shen Lian and the other three were.
Boom! At this moment, among the remaining two late-stage Void Refining cultivators, the one wearing the red fire robe suddenly jumped up and attacked the other old cultivator in the black robe.
In an instant, the aura of the red fire-robed monk changed drastically, and billowing demonic energy surged out of his nostrils. After his robes were completely scattered, he was revealed as a demonic monk with demonic fire all over his body.
A blurry demonic shadow flew out from the flames on the demon cultivator's body and landed on the old monk in black robe.
Countless arms grew out of the demon shadow, and it rode on the black-robed monk's head like a monkey, smashing down one by one.
"You are in the same group."
The old monk in black robe was a little dumbfounded. It turned out that he was just a mantis, and the oriole was actually a hidden demon cultivator.
He hurriedly summoned the golden inkstone that he had used to smash Shen Lian before, and blocked the evil spirit from his body.
"Hehe, fellow Daoist, you just realized it now, it's a bit late."
The red-clothed demon cultivator let out a strange cry, and the demon shadow with bared fangs and claws became even more powerful.
…
In another direction.
The devil dragon roared over, and the devil light field formed by the rolling devil energy submerged Shen Lian.
"Um!"
However, the scholar-demon cultivator found that his attack had missed and he lost the perception of Shen Lian in the demonic energy field.
In an instant, what responded to the scholar-demon cultivator was an extremely brilliant colorful spiritual light, which tore through the magic dragon's territory in the sky like a meteor and covered the scholar-demon cultivator in an instant.
"ah!"
The scholar-evil cultivator felt that he was trapped in a ball of colorful light, and hurriedly cast a spell to protect his body. However, before he had released half of his magic power, he was pierced through by the sword energy derived from the ball of colorful light.
Thousands of colorful swords pierced through the air, and countless blood holes suddenly appeared on the scholar-demon cultivator's body, turning him into a blood gourd with demon blood flowing all over it.
Amid the screams, the scholar-demon cultivator was muttering something. He was a demon cultivator, and what he was best at was playing with blood.
Seeing that he was being bled, he immediately used the secret method of blood sacrifice. The devil blood that gushed out of the holes in his body immediately burned and turned into balls of devil fire.
But the muttering only lasted for a moment.
Then there was a loud thunder in the void.
Strands of lightning gathered into a sphere in an instant, interweaving with yin and yang, five colors, and ten kinds of light and dark lightning.
Immediately, lightning struck the scholar-demon cultivator's head fiercely.
"ah!"
There was another scream. The demon scholar cultivator, whose aura had just been restored through the blood sacrifice, had his head struck by five thunders and exploded like a watermelon. The demon soul in his sea of consciousness was instantly shattered.
"It's the late stage of refining emptiness, not bad."
A faint voice echoed all around.
As soon as these words were spoken, the red-clothed demon cultivator and the old monk who had suddenly started a fight were all horrified and stopped fighting and retreated, looking at Shen Lian in horror.
The three figures that had gathered around Shen Lian before were now crawling away in different directions.
"Want to run?"
Seeing this, Shen Lian sneered and raised his hand and nodded repeatedly.
Colorful streams of light struck the backs of Huang Youdao, You Shifang and Wangshu who were fleeing in panic, and balls of blood mist exploded in the distance.
Then, he stepped into the air and landed on the scholar-evil cultivator whose head was hit by lightning, his aura dominating the entire audience.
"You...you...where did you come from, pretending to be a youngster?"
The red-clothed demon cultivator took a few steps back in fear, and still felt uneasy, he exhaled a breath of demonic energy to protect himself.
It must be the old monster pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.
Another old-looking monk also stared at Shen Lian with extreme vigilance.
Now that the tides of clarity and turbidity are approaching and the void star sea is in chaos, it is a great opportunity for the grassroots to rise up and soar to the top.
It is normal for an old monster like Shen Lian to appear, who deliberately disguises himself as a young cultivator and then attracts others to attack him.
What a shameless old monster, using himself as bait.
On the headless demon body, Shen Lian's eyes swept over the remaining two late-stage Void Refining cultivators, and then looked towards a piece of nothingness in the distance.
However, as his eyes swept across the surroundings, they passed by the fragments of the Hedao spiritual treasure on the isolated island, and his expression couldn't help but suddenly became cold.
…
"Hey, this little monk has a strong sense of perception. Could it be that he has sensed my presence?"
Within the fragment of the spiritual treasure, a ray of interwoven purple spiritual light surged.
"I never thought that I, a great Hedao Lingbao, would fall to such a state that even a junior couldn't defend myself."
"Let's see what this cultivator is like. In his current state, he must rely on a cultivator."
…
"Why don't you come out here sneaking around!"
After regaining his composure, Shen Lian looked into the distance with a sneer and waved his sleeves violently.
Colorful lightning gathered at the chest, and the vast thunder swept across the entire place like lightning and a rainstorm.
The area within a thousand miles suddenly turned into a vast sea of thunder, covering all three figures present.
The Five Thunder Magical Ability for physical cultivation that he had been practicing since the Nascent Soul stage, now finally displays its astonishing power under the nourishment of the five energies in his chest.
Endless thunder struck all around, electric arcs swept the void in every possible way, and all life was suppressed under the breath of destruction.
Shen Lian's principle is to either not take action, or if he does, he must cleanse the entire place, leaving no one alive and completely eradicating the roots.
After more than nine thousand years, it is not easy to encounter an external disaster.
Just to see how strong my fighting ability is.
It feels great to kill the scholar and the evil cultivator instantly.
However, we still need to be cautious next time.
I don't know if it's an illusion, but there is a spiritual fluctuation on the broken piece of thunder path.
Although he had doubts in his mind, Shen Lian did not explore them further and temporarily dealt with the people in front of him.
Just give it a try and you will know.
As the lightning surged, the void shook violently, and a hazy and slightly illusory white shadow staggered and fell from the space debris.
It was the Bone Moth Clan monk who had been hiding.
But after this cultivator flew out, wisps of white mist emanated from his body, and he hid himself in an instant.
"Damn it, I met a tough guy this time!"
Seeing the scholar being killed instantly, the red-clothed old demon felt a chill all over his body. He and the scholar were partners, the kind of close relationship where you know my strengths and weaknesses and I know yours.
While the old monk was still a little hesitant, something like worms began to crawl under the skin of the red-clothed old demon's body, and wisps of blood diffused out, covering his body and making it seem a little illusory.
Go! This cultivator cannot be defeated. If he can kill the scholar instantly, he can kill him instantly. If he stays any longer, he will only wait for death.
In an instant, the demonic energy on the red-clothed old demon exploded, and wisps of blood light rushed around like insects, blocking the crackling lightning, and turned into wisps of blood and fled into the distance.
But it was obviously too late. The Five Elements Divine Thunder was designed to defeat evil spirits. The blood and energy that had just rushed out was hit by a falling large five-colored Yin-Yang Divine Thunder before it could run far.
Boom! Under the sky full of lightning, the blood and energy were annihilated into nothingness one by one, and the figure of the red-clothed old demon reappeared, and more lightning fell.
"Magic wheel protects the body!"
In panic, the red-clothed old demon roared, and the blood light of his life-protecting magic treasure became brighter, turning into blood-colored clouds that wrapped him up.
But the falling lightning was extremely strange, and the mystery of yin and yang evolved in the destruction. The blood energy released by the magic treasure underwent the transformation from the cold and icy yin to the scorching yang in a very short period of time.
Under the two poles of yin and yang, everything exploded into nothingness.
The old demon in red screamed and used his magic treasure to block the attack, but his body couldn't help shaking.
"Yin Yang, the two great rules of the Five Elements, you are specifically designed to defeat my demon cultivators!"
The old demon in red was terrified and felt that he was in dire calamity.
He, a demon cultivator, just happened to run into a cultivator who wielded the Yin-Yang Divine Thunder. In the vast sea of stars, it seemed that he was waiting for him on purpose.
Although he was not killed instantly like the old demon scholar, he could only barely hold on under the destructive lightning that filled the sky.
"Blood Demon Splitting!"
In the face of the crisis, the red-clothed old demon's eyes flashed with ferocity. He tore open his chest, and his internal organs mixed with a large amount of blood foam rushed towards his natal magic wheel.
In an instant, the magic wheel that had received sufficient blood sacrifice gushed out thick blood mist, and one after another strange and demonic runes were also activated.
But even so, facing the falling lightning of the constantly transforming yin and yang poles, large amounts of blood and energy were still being destroyed. Fortunately, there was still some room for recovery.
After getting a chance to catch his breath, the old demon in red began to mutter to himself once again. A demon soul was separated from the sea of consciousness, forming a small soul seed.
…
"The mana reserves of a cultivator in the late stage of Refining Void are at least five to ten times that of a cultivator in the middle stage. No wonder they can kill instantly."
In the sea of thunder, Shen Lian was observing the two late-stage Void Refining cultivators. His previous ability to instantly kill the scholar was also due to the unexpectedness.
Once they react, they will naturally have the means to struggle and resist.
The two cultivators in the late stage of the Void Refinement Realm in front of him were both at the second level in their comprehension of the rules. Their overall strength was average among cultivators of the same level, but their defensive means were quite good.
Compared to the Yin-Yang Thunder Sea controlled by Shen Lian, the two late-stage Void Refinement cultivators who were resisting in the Thunder Sea were terrified.
After this fight, they have confirmed that Shen Lian's realm is the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm, and there is no hidden realm at all.
In the middle stage of refining emptiness, authenticity is guaranteed.
In the Juntian territory, some true disciples of major sects claimed that they could be compared with those in the late stage of Lianxu, but being compared meant they could barely fight. What was this? This was clearly suppressing them to death.
Where did such a strong person in the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm come from!
This area should belong to Yangchen area. I have never heard of such a powerful cultivator.
"Buzz!"
The next moment, Shen Lian opened his mouth, and the five kinds of magical powers of gold, wood, water, fire and earth stored in his organs swirled out, forming three identical clouds at the moment of spitting out.
Each cloud is only the size of a fist, but it exudes a vast pressure that is no weaker than the power of the third level rule.
The moment it appeared, the surrounding sea of thunder ceased and the void began to hum.
"You...you..."
"The power of the third great rule!"
Two screams of horror were heard. The old monk and the red-clothed demon cultivator were already struggling to withstand the lightning. Now they felt the breath of the third-transformation rule, and their bodies were chilled.
They were all cultivators in the late stage of Refining Void, but none of them had comprehended the power of the three transformation rules.
It's not like they haven't seen cultivators who have comprehended the rules of the third transformation, but those are either very rare and experienced cultivators in the late stage of refining emptiness, or cultivators in the great perfection of refining emptiness.
As a cultivator in the middle stage of the Void Refinement Realm, is he constantly comprehending the rules?
Or, how many precious rules and spiritual objects were wasted?
"Three flowers gather at the top of your head!"
In response to the fear of the two monks in the field, Shen Lian simply increased the quantity without raising the price. The three hazy colored balls turned into flames, dazzling and gorgeous, and were patted by him with a wave of his sleeves.
"Boom!"
Each flower is a combination of yin and yang and the five elements, and its pressure is no less than the power of rules in the third realm.
In an instant, the three flowers split into three groups, each of which ignited a five-colored flame a thousand feet high, and then, against the backdrop of thunder, smashed out like sparks.
Three colorful flowers blasted towards the red-clothed old demon, the old monk, and the bone moth monk who had hidden again.
The old demon in red was the first one who couldn't bear it anymore. He placed his own magic treasure directly in front of him, and with his trembling body he broke through the lightning and tried to escape.
But the falling flowers blew the magic treasure away in one go, and then hit the old demon hard, breaking it into pieces, with pieces falling in the lightning.
"Hoohoo!"
On the other side, the old monk transformed the inkstone into a size of several feet and placed it in front of him. The colorful flowers that were falling down had already turned into a colorful ocean, covering him completely.
"Fellow Daoist, this is a misunderstanding. I am willing to leave and not touch this fragment of the Thunder Dao Rule Magic Treasure!"
Seeing an insignificant middle-stage Refinement Void becoming the big crocodile that ravaged him, Qi Yu smiled bitterly.
"I'm best at clearing up misunderstandings."
Shen Lian sneered and pointed backhandedly.
The colorful ocean that enveloped the old monk surged wildly, and the wisps of colorful flames first became extremely cold, and then suddenly became as hot as the sun.
With a "crack", the inkstone guarding outside made a crisp cracking sound. The originally airtight protection suddenly cracked, and colorful energy rushed in.
"ah!"
Qi Yu screamed.
"Fellow Daoist, please stop. I am the elder of the Kuiyang Immortal Sect. Please stop!"
The tumbling five elements energy gave rise to changes in the yin and yang poles, causing the bodies of the cultivators inside to break apart bit by bit.
"I've never heard of Kuiyang Immortal Sect."
As soon as the old monk spoke, Shen Lian felt more at ease.
Lingmu Immortal Palace has records of all the major sects in Juntian Realm. This sect does not have a name, and it is obvious at first glance that it is not as powerful as the Tianxing Immortal Sect.
This is the void starry sea. If he were in a normal area, he would have to be more cautious. It would be too easy to destroy the bodies here.
With the right time and right place, you are destined to fall.
Whenever he did something physical, he always eradicated the problem completely.
"go!"
The colorful spiritual light poured in and immediately broke through the old monk's defense. The colorful spiritual light was so bright that it burned him from the inside out into ashes.
…
A cocoon was formed by a ball of white mist, and cold air rose up. The fusiform inside the cocoon kept flapping its wings, dropping wisps of hazy white mist onto the cocoon, resisting the cold air penetrating from the outside.
"They're all dead!"
While putting up defense, his heart was trembling.
The three cultivators in the late stage of the Void Refinement Realm were killed without even having the strength to resist.
Not to mention him, even the ancestors in the clan have never seen this kind of middle stage of the Void Refinement Realm.
At this moment, Fuquan was in great pain but couldn't express it in words.
When it saw with its own eyes the scholar-looking demon cultivator being killed instantly, it knew that it would be difficult to deal with it.
It is true that the few late-stage Void Refinement cultivators in front of them are either from small sects or are independent cultivators, and their heritage cannot be compared with that of the Bone Moth Clan.
But at worst, he was also a cultivator in the late stage of the Void Refinement Realm. He had slaughtered other cultivators in the middle and early stages of the Void Refinement Realm as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.
The cultivator in front of him who had comprehended the rules of yin and yang, killed three cultivators in the late stage of refining emptiness as easily as cutting melons and vegetables, which proved that his combat power was comparable to that of a cultivator in the great perfection of refining emptiness.
While strengthening his defenses, Fuquan secretly prayed that his secret communication method could contact other members of the tribe.
This is the void star sea. Although all the tribesmen are wandering in the star sea, due to the large-scale void shock that occurred before, it now does not know where the other tribesmen have gone.
The cultivator in the middle stage of the Void Refinement Realm in front of it was so terrifying that it had a bad guess.
Wanxiang Mountain, or Juntian Pavilion? Thinking of this, Fuquan couldn't help but complain, you are a cultivator from a big sect, you have even comprehended the rules to the third level in advance, why are you hanging out here for no reason?
With your talent, is it possible that the sect still lacks your resources? Will it leave a way for others to survive?
Why is it so unlucky? Isn't it just to take advantage of the clear and turbid tides to find a birth body for its people? Can it be blamed? Who made this cultivator have yin and yang auras? The bone moth tribe is different from other tribes in that they have to absorb the essence of the life and death of the monks who sit and die in order to give birth to the next generation.
Among them, the monks who have comprehended the rules of yin and yang are the best breeding ground for the Bone Moth Clan.
Originally he thought he was lucky as he had gained nothing after decades of being out. Unexpectedly, a space turbulence actually brought a young man in the middle stage of the Void Refining Realm who had comprehended the yin and yang to his front.
Before Shen Lian made a move, it could only vaguely sense the aura of the yin and yang rules, but now after making a move, it found that it was a little unable to win.
"I don't know if the clan members have received the news. If this cultivator is from Juntian Pavilion or Wanxiang Mountain, then we must eradicate him completely."
There was a look of deep thought in Fuquan's eyes, and he still had some expectations in his heart. After all, he knew the true disciples of Juntian Pavilion and Wanxiang Mountain, but he had never seen this person.
The Bone Moth Clan naturally did sufficient homework beforehand when capturing the culture medium for their offspring, and knew which monks should not be captured.
Otherwise, it wouldn't have followed by smelling the scent.
However, the power of Shen Lian's repeated attacks made Fuquan a little unconfident, and he felt more and more that he was a true disciple hidden in the holy land.
The thought made him shudder even more.
Then he uttered obscure characters again, forming a faint airflow that floated out of the cocoon.
This stream of air was extremely strange. After being shattered by the lightning, it turned into thousands of streams and dissipated again.
However, when these scattered air currents rushed out of the lightning area, they suddenly hit an invisible transparent wall and were then shattered into nothingness by the energy.
"Damn it, he even used a formation to seal off this void. He really wants to kill me!"
After a few breaths, Fuquan in the cocoon looked grim. He found that the information he had sent out using the tribe's secret technique had been cut off again.
Boom!
At this moment, the white cocoon made a violent roar, and a dazzling sword light pierced through it, tearing a crack in the cocoon.
The energy rushing in caused the heel point to churn.
"We can't just sit there and wait for death, rush out first!"
Seeing that his defense was broken, Fuquan felt a chill in his heart.
As soon as it thought of this, its figure became illusory again, and it changed from a humanoid shape to a hazy moth, and was about to drill out through the crack of the cocoon.
But before he could get out, a look of horror appeared in Fuquan's little eyes.
Outside was a sea of energy of five colors, light and dark, each of which had a yin and yang side, surrounding it.
"Yin Yang and the Five Elements. How can it blend the Five Elements and Yin Yang so smoothly?"
Fuquan looked surprised. The Bone Moth Clan was born between life and death. To put it bluntly, the principles of life and death are inextricably linked to yin and yang.
In the Tarsal Tribe, there are people who comprehend Yin and Yang, and in order to better comprehend Yin and Yang, they also practice the Five Elements, hoping that the two sides can complement each other. However, the fusion of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements among the cultivators in the tribe is definitely not as smooth as that of the human cultivator in front of him.
If the fusion degree of Yin-Yang and Five Elements of the cultivators in the clan is two, then the fusion degree of the human race in front of him has definitely reached five or six.
How could the damn human race be so close to the Five Elements and Yin and Yang? This is clearly the talent of their race.
No wonder I had sensed before that the Five Elements Rule had the power of the third level. It turned out that it was caused by the fusion of two major rules after the second level.
Even though he was in danger, Fuquan couldn't help but feel a little greedy.
Fuquan transformed into a moth, with a black light flashing all over his body. After interweaving with the white mist on his body, it turned into a colorful stream of light.
For a moment, large amounts of the two auras turned into mist, drowning out the lightning arcs that were spreading in all directions, and pushing the five elements of magic power that Shen Lian had previously displayed to the edge.
…
"A pure-blooded bone moth."
Shen Lian narrowed his eyes as he looked at the figure with a slender body that had three bamboo-like parts in front and back and two pairs of colorful black and white translucent wings.
The bloodline he encountered in the Yunxiao Realm before was no longer pure.
This is the bone moth whose true bloodline derives its own rules of death.
After a moment, Shen Lian's face looked a little unhappy.
Damn these bone moth tribes.
At this moment, he suddenly understood why the Skull Moth Clan was chasing him.
I'm just greedy for his body.
We need to capture him and use him as a breeding ground for the next generation.
"Going to give birth to a child for the Bone Moth Clan, and still being the one being bullied."
Even though the Bone Moth Clan reproduces differently from humans and there are no ethical rituals, and they are simply occupying the magpie's nest, this idea still makes Shen Lian shudder.
“Buzz!”
In an instant, a black and white halo appeared on the body of Fuquan as he flapped his wings, and a hazy energy surged out like a tide, accompanied by a sharp and piercing scream.
Black air was swirling in the hazy black and white light, annihilating the remaining five elements magic power around into nothingness.
The divine mind attack came down along with the black and white magic attack, but a group of colorful flowers grew out from under Shen Lian's feet and surrounded him.
Then, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky towards Fuquan.
Seeing the lightning falling, the black and white magic power on Fuquan's body surged out, forming balls of swirling energy that rose up to catch the lightning.
“Crash!”
However, the void suddenly made a buzzing sound, and Fuquan felt a chill rising all over his body, with the breath of death lingering in his heart. He flapped his wings hurriedly and turned his body sideways, trying to leave his original position.
“Buzz!”
At this moment, the five elements of magic power roaming around gathered under Fuquan's body like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix, and transformed into a five-colored magic sword.
There was a 'swish' sound as a sword passed by from below. Even though Fuquan was still frightened and reacted subconsciously, half of his body was still slashed by the colorful sword light. One side of his wing was chopped off along with a small part of his body.
The screaming Tarsal muttered something, trying to perform a secret technique.
But just as he opened his mouth, another sword light cut across the middle of his body, leaving a bloody crack from the tail to the head, and his mouth was still opening and closing.
Subconsciously, I looked to the side and saw a colorful sword hanging in the air, dripping blood. The sword that cut off its wings was still there.
Where did this spiritual sword that pierces the body come from?
The spiritual sword that cut through the Bone Moth Clan was summoned into Shen Lian's hand, shining with colorful light.
There is no stipulation on how many swords one must wield when practicing Taoist sword-wielding techniques.
Then, Shen Lian rubbed his hands together, and the magic sword in his hand turned into a stick, and he knocked it down from the air.
Swordsmanship is all about doing whatever you want.
As the sword stick fell, Shen Lian's figure suddenly rose taller, his huge body flashed with colorful energy, and pieces of colorful energy erupted in all directions.
"My fellow Taoists, the auspicious time has arrived, let's get going!"
In the void, a cold murderous intent permeated everywhere.
Balls of colorful flames formed by the intersection of yin and yang energy began to sweep across every corner.
"ah!"
"I...I want to be a dog!"
In a nearby corner, the red-clothed demon cultivator who had been killed earlier jumped out, his whole body covered in a ball of colorful flames.
In a moment, the remaining soul was completely burned into nothingness.
"My Kuiyang Immortal Sect is nearby..."
The residual soul of the old monk flew out, with a small red snake entangled around its body, and attached to a piece of space debris. At this moment, it was also swept out by the colorful magic power.
Shen Lian sneered, and the colorful sky gathered into a torrent that rolled over. The little snake that was guarding the soul of the old monk was directly washed away and shattered.
"puff!"
Then, a magical sword fell from the sky like a fairy from outer space, and transformed into thousands of even smaller sword lights, cutting the remaining soul into thousands of pieces and completely turning it into nothingness.
"ah!"
"ah!"
Then, two more screams were heard from the edge of the colorful energy.
The two residual souls ran wildly and crashed directly into an invisible energy wall. Then they were burned into nothingness by the blazing flames ignited by the colorful magic power.
"Whether in the early or late stages of the Void Refining Stage, they are all very good at hiding!"
In just a few moments, Shen Lian swept out four hidden souls.
Only after he had completely crushed the soul smoke he had scraped out did he feel relieved.
After a moment, Shen Lian's breath stagnated slightly, but it was just due to consumption, and he was not injured.
But at this moment, he suddenly groaned from the corner of his mouth, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He hurriedly took out a few pills and stuffed them into his mouth. After his magic power was restored, he looked at the surrounding space.
Apart from the Hedao spiritual treasure on the isolated island, the rest are floating storage spiritual treasures and various residual soul spiritual treasures.
"No wonder monks like to do no-cost business."
Even though he only killed four people in the late stage of the Void Refinement Realm, the number of storage magic treasures he collected reached an astonishing sixty-seven.
There are more than twenty almost intact sixth-level bodies.
Then he took a look at the post-war environment around him and couldn't help but feel happy.
This place is so great, no wonder it is rumored that even the ancestor of Hedao finds it difficult to track down any traces.
The turmoil caused by the fight just now was like throwing a huge rock into the sea, which rolled over the waves and then quickly calmed down.
"Senior, do you think I have passed the test?"
Without collecting the spoils, Shen Lian's eyes were immediately fixed on the fragments of the Lei Dao magic treasure on the isolated island.
"What a great posture of 69 Heaven Tribulation!"
"In the Hedao Holy Land in Haotian Realm, you are also at the Hedao Seed level."
Hearing the voice, Shen Lian's eyes showed a hint of ecstasy.
Damn, spirituality really does exist.
At the same time, he was secretly complaining that this spiritual treasure was a thing that no one knew its value.
You were targeting the nine-nine heavenly tribulations, but you treated it as the sixty-nine heavenly tribulations. You deserve to be shattered.
Then a ripple was seen among the broken fragments on the isolated island, and then a thin purple shadow of a small thunder beast as thin as mist emerged.
It looks like a unicorn, but has a pair of small wings and arcs of electricity swirling around its body.
“I never thought that after being murdered and stranded in a desolate place, I would meet a cultivator as talented as you.”
The little thunder beast spoke in an air of being superior, looking Shen Lian up and down.
"Senior, their sudden killing was probably deliberately guided by you, right?"
At this time, Shen Lian suddenly asked a question in return.
"Hey, young man, what's with your expression? The treasure belongs to those who have strength. Even if I didn't guide them, they would still want to kill me. I'm just following the trend."
"I don't like your questioning tone, but I'll let it go for your talent. You are now qualified to receive my initial approval."
"Thank you for your praise, senior."
Shen Lian began to collect the spoils and then landed on an isolated island.
This broken spiritual treasure of the Hedao realm had a spirit, which he discovered only after his fight with the three late-stage refining void cultivators, but he was not sure before that.
A fragment of a magical treasure that possessed intelligence made his mind active.
It's better to be broken.
He will run as far as he can with the intact things, and it will be hard to say who will be in control by then.
After collecting the spoils, Shen Lian waved his hand and flags appeared from all directions out of thin air and returned to his palm.
Without these formation flags as protection, how could he dare to fight so brazenly with several great Void-Refining cultivators.
After obtaining the formation flag, the intercepted communication waves were crushed into nothingness by him.
During the fight, more than one person sent out messages, but unfortunately they were all blocked by the sixth-level air-locking formation.
However, the effect of this formation in the Sea of Nothingness is limited. Once the space becomes turbulent, the formation will become turbulent, leading to collapse.
The reason why it didn't break was that Huang Youdao and the other two who were 'killed' by him before were wandering outside and maintaining it.
The Bone Moth Clan, the two demon cultivators, and the elder of the Kuiyang Sect. He thought he had killed them all by himself, but in fact there were four of him.
One main player and three auxiliary players.
If he didn't have such logistics, how could he have the confidence to fight head-on against several late-stage Void Refinement cultivators.
"You are really cautious. I didn't even notice when you set up the formation."
The broken pieces of the magic treasure slowly flew up, turned into a foot-sized piece and flew close to Shen Lian. It looked like a bumpy flint with very sharp edges.
"Young man, my body has been broken into dozens of pieces and scattered in the surrounding sea of stars. If you can collect them all, it will be equivalent to a semi-integrated spiritual treasure for self-defense, which will be of great help to you in overcoming the sixty-nine heavenly tribulations in the future."
"Senior, are you serious?"
Shen Lian's eyes were burning and looked a little urgent.
Looking at Shen Lian's appearance, the Thunder Beast Spirit nodded with satisfaction.
"Of course, I am the spiritual treasure of the Thunder Dao Rule, the Heavenly Thunder Star. If I hadn't been shattered by someone, how could I have fallen into the Void Star Sea?"
"Senior is amazing. Even after being smashed to pieces, he can still roam the sea of stars."
Shen Lian flattered him directly.
Huang Youdao and the other two have already checked the nearby area and found no other cultivators. The three are still on alert.
But he was not prepared to stay here. He grabbed the fragments of the spiritual treasure and fled into the distance.
Not long after leaving, You Shifang changed his appearance and came from afar, continuously throwing out spherical spiritual treasures in the area of the fight.
Balls of fire exploded with a loud bang, and ripples in space began to surge, sweeping in all directions little by little, and calmed down after a long time.
After re-cleansing the place where they fought, he quickly chased in the direction where Shen Lian fled.
In the void sea of stars, Wangshu and Huang Youdao were moving forward in the left and right directions respectively.
Behind him was Shen Lian, who looked anxious and was trying to find a temporary habitat.
The last party is You Shifang, who is responsible for the final work.
After running for millions of miles, Shen Lian finally found a large area of floating meteorites.
After circling the floating meteorite belt, he selected an ordinary meteorite as his target and used his magic power to cut out a cave.
Then the breath calmed down and merged with the surroundings.
In the outer area of the meteorite belt, three figures quietly sank down and turned into environmental observation points.
…
"Senior, I need to heal my wounds, so I'm sorry to neglect you."
In the opened cave, Shen Lian took out the previous formation and threw the fragments of the Hedao spiritual treasure into it.
"Young man, I am a Hedao Lingbao!"
Seeing that someone had thrown him into the formation, the spirit of the weapon immediately became angry.
But after cursing a few times, it stopped.
"It's better to be cautious, but if you want to stop me with this little strength, you are underestimating the power of my Hedao Lingbao."
As he spoke, a wisp of spiritual power actually broke through the core spiritual restriction of the formation and sawed into the secret room where Shen Lian was practicing.
"This cultivator is quite powerful, with the potential of reaching the 69th level of Heavenly Tribulation. The next task of collecting the fragments will be given to him. I don't think he will refuse."
"For a young man who has the potential to be a Taoist master to let me follow him for a while is a great honor for me."
The spirit of the weapon was thinking quietly. In its eyes, the status between the Hedao Seed and the Hedao was completely different.
After being shattered, the Wuniu Jiao did not come to look for it, which means that the Jiao was probably recovering from its injuries.
"They are not good people. The master of my great spiritual treasure can't even beat a Taoist master."
"This young cultivator has top potential in Juntian Realm. Judging from the combat power he showed by beheading several cultivators in the late stage of Lianxu Realm, he can only be considered average at the level of Hedao Seed of the 69th Heavenly Tribulation Realm. He is not too dazzling among cultivators of the same level in Haotian Realm."
"If I were born in Haotian Realm, I would obey you. Unfortunately, this is Juntian Realm. Without strong backing, if I want to merge with the Dao, external killing disasters are most likely unavoidable."
"This person is not qualified to be my real master. For the time being, I will stay with him and collect all the remains of his body. Then I will make other plans."
"Even if we treat him as a transitional person, we have to give him some benefits, so that we can drive him to collect the remaining fragments."
…
"This weapon spirit is weaker than I thought."
Shen Lian, who looked like he was healing his wounds, ignored the perception of the weapon spirit that was penetrating through him.
He had instinctively dealt with the several late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators more quickly, but because he noticed the problem, he slowed down his attack.
Otherwise, the few of them would not have been able to hold on for that long. He didn't even use his three-in-one magic power, which was his trump card.
At this moment, after confirming it again, Shen Lian realized that the spirit on this broken spiritual treasure was only slightly stronger than that in the late stage of refining emptiness.
But after all, it is a magical treasure of Hedao, so no matter how it is broken, it still has some foundation.
Only beings at the Hedao level can shatter the Hedao spiritual treasure.
This piece of debris is like a library to him. At this moment, he is thinking about whether he should squeeze the spirit of the weapon dry and then put the fragments back into the furnace for re-refining.
No matter what kind of spiritual treasure it is, just refine it back to its original state.
By then, even if the other fragments can sense each other, can they also sense a piece of gold ore? ...
"Senior Spirit."
More than a month later, Shen Lian appeared outside the spiritual treasure fragments, looking much recovered.
The spirit of the weapon in the fragment looked at Shen Lian with a sneer.
Little monk, pretending to be cautious is of no use.
"Senior, should we sign a contract?"
At this moment, Shen Lian spoke respectfully.
"Young man, you want to be my master before you even collect the remaining fragments?"
The little thunder beast reappeared and stepped on the debris, sneering again.
"You have only just passed my initial test. The right thing to do is to collect the other fragments. Don't worry, I won't let you work in vain."
As he spoke, the corners of the thunder beast's mouth opened and closed, and a secret thunder technique was transmitted towards Shen Lian.
"This is a seventh-level immortal thunder technique. You should collect the remaining fragments carefully. It will definitely benefit you in the future."
"Alright, let go of Dantian for now. I'll go in and rest for a while. You can go look for other fragments next."
"Senior, my Dantian is not something that can be penetrated by just any random thing!"
After a moment, Shen Lian's tone became stern.
"What?"
The spirit of the weapon was stunned, as if it didn't hear Shen Lian's words clearly.
But in an instant, a ray of colorful spiritual light emerged from Shen Lian's dantian.
At the same time, Shen Lian's figure also disappeared in the cave, and was replaced by endless dense spiritual forbidden runes that surrounded the entire cave.
The colorful magic power derived from the Dantian turned into a ball and slammed into the broken fragments of the Hedao spiritual treasure.
"Sizzle!"
"Ah, what kind of weird magic power is this!"
(End of this chapter)
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