Chapter 1015 Soul Refining (112) (God War, please vote for more)

Chapter 1012 Soul Refining (1+12) (God War, please vote for more)

"Ding..."

In the silence, a clear and loud sound resounded throughout the sky, and a golden dot emerged from the void, turning into a small brown and yellow umbrella in mid-air, with a gathering of spiritual light, painted with golden and green patterns, floating lightly.

It was Cheng Yan's [Hundred-ridged Mysterious Stone Umbrella]!

The surface of this spiritual umbrella, which was full of spiritual energy, was already covered with layers of overlapping golden threads, firmly binding each rib of the umbrella. Even if the spiritual weapon was struggling, it was still difficult to escape.

This is the most wonderful magical power of [Heavy Fire and Two Mingyi] [Xuan]! Unknowingly, it can suddenly lock away other people's spiritual weapons. As long as the timing is clever, it can even have the huge effect of cutting off a person's arm in an instant!

The spiritual treasure is spiritual, and Cheng Yan is suppressed at this moment, and the [Hundred-ridged Mysterious Stone Umbrella] is immediately brought back.

Li Zhouwei's eyes stayed on the mountains, and there was a faint black flame jumping in his golden eyes. Every Changxiao Sect disciple who lowered his head seemed to make the flame in his eyes more turbulent.

He just held the halberd horizontally, and the bright long tip pointed to the fairy mountain under his feet.

At the same time, there was a gradually roaring sound of thunder, and 1,821 silver-white handleless diamond-shaped long tips emerged together, covering the sky. As the long halberds turned, the thunder patterns on the long tips became brighter.

"Open the formation, only the chief culprit will be killed."

This tone was plain, but it fell in the mountains like a thunder, which made the faces of the cultivators pale suddenly, and their white temples were covered with sweat. The people around them either shed tears silently or murmured with lowered eyebrows, but no one dared to say more.

Even most of the people stood up, changing their previous indignant appearance, not daring to look at the old head, and lowered their eyebrows and said:

"Head! Open the formation..."

Their own real person was suppressed, and the spiritual weapon was taken away! Once [Thunder Breaking Array Wedge] is broken, there will be a ban. Then, you may not be able to escape!

The white-haired man certainly understood it in his heart. He looked around and was extremely terrified.

Not only Cheng Yan recognized [Thunder Breaking Array Wedge], but the high cultivators of Changxiao Sect also saw it clearly. Qingchi Sect must be behind it... Now that Changxiao is gone, Cheng Yan is trapped, and a disaster is coming!

But at this moment, the white-haired man stood still, lowered his eyebrows and gritted his teeth and said:

"The great master must have a trump card!"

"Boom!"

One thousand eight hundred and twenty silver-white handleless diamond-shaped long blades fell down brazenly!

Unlike the previous "Ye Tianmen" that was shining and sparkling when it fell, [Thunder Breaking Array Wedge] was fixed on the formation and locked tightly. Silver-white lines began to wander on the formation, and violent thunder spread, shaking the mountains immediately.

"Master!"

The voice of pleading suddenly sounded, but the white-haired man was indifferent, with a surprisingly cold face:

'If he enters the formation, I must die! '

The thunder in front of the formation has become more and more intense, even causing the Yuan magnetic field in the mountain to respond, with dead leaves floating, clothes tangled, and everyone became agitated. The white-haired man said sternly:

"The great immortal has not returned, how dare the sect give in!"

But Changxiao Sect has never been the only one who has the final say. The various peaks fight each other, and they all have their own thoughts. The reason why the people around him listen to him is just because the immortal has appointed him. Now that the immortal has fallen under his magical power, what use is his words?

Even though he shouted loudly, the faces of the people around him did not change at all. The mountain darkened again, and the thunderstorm jumped above the array light. In the commotion, two people looked at each other secretly and shouted:

"Respect the immortal order of the sect master!"

The white-haired man's face changed, but several hands grabbed his arms. The crowd had already surrounded him and walked into the hall. Someone cried:

"The sect master is righteous! There are more than a hundred people in your clan... We will definitely protect the sect master in front of the real person! Please rest assured!"

...

The sky.

The bright white gate of heaven shone brightly in the darkness, and rolling colorful clouds spread. The brown-yellow magical power under the gate of heaven was struggling desperately, but it could not be shaken a bit. Every collision only made the bright white scroll take the blame for the gate of heaven and shake gently on the gate.

Li Zhouwei stood under the magical power, and the entire mountain gate under his feet was covered by silver-white thunder. He waited quietly, pinched the formula on his chest, and breathed out the black flame casually.

The small umbrella with a brown-yellow base and gold-green interweaving was lying in his palm, shining with the light of Wu Earth. Li Zhouwei estimated it slightly and had an idea in his mind.

This item is considered a medium-grade spiritual tool. It is more powerful in the hands of Wu Earth cultivators. "Ming Yang" is not close to "Wu Earth". In his own hands, it is one point worse than that of a normal cultivator, which is similar to [Going to the Mountains and Seas Tiger].

‘It’s a pity that this guy is also a poor guy. That spirit embryo is definitely useless. The only valuable thing is this [Hundred-layered Black Stone Umbrella]. At least it has some possibility of circulation...’

As he was thinking, he suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly and said:

“Daoyou Qinghu.”

Then he saw a middle-aged man appear on the side. He was wearing a long-sleeved green shirt, a gourd tied around his waist, and a sword on his back. He looked a little restrained and said hurriedly:

“Congratulations... Congratulations, Your Highness!”

Si Yuanli witnessed the whole battle process with his own eyes. Even though he also intervened, he knew that Cheng Yan would not be able to hold on for long, but at this moment he was still scared in his heart - Cheng Yan was defeated too quickly.

You must know that Cheng Yan is cultivating Wu Tu! This Taoist school is known as flawless, but it is not just a joke. It was actually fought out by the former Wu Tu cultivators! This Taoist school has a unique advantage against immortal cultivators!

Even if Cheng Yan was unbearable, he was still Wu Tu Zi Fu, and he practiced "Xian Wu Leakage". Even if he was not the orthodox one in the north, most of the Taoism in the East China Sea was tainted with the devil, and it was really difficult for ordinary people to defeat him!

'I was defeated too easily... How long will it take for Bai Qilin to kill me one day? '

He was horrified and hesitated to speak, but Li Zhouwei looked at him and raised his eyebrows and said:

"Please!"

Si Yuanli quickly put aside his thoughts and nodded in understanding. The two of them changed their figures together and appeared under the gate of heaven.

The heat under the gate of heaven was extremely hot, and the purple flames were raging. The headless body had crystal skin and flesh, and he was holding a brown-yellow skull in his arms. The rolling purple flames flowed on his body, but he was unaware and knelt in the purple flames.

The vitality of the Purple Mansion is extremely tenacious, and Cheng Yan also practices Wu Tu, which is a noble Taoist tradition. However, it has fallen to this point and can only struggle in the suppression and consumption of the "Ye Tianmen".

"My Lord... Two Lords!"

Cheng Yan's headless body prostrated on the ground, revealing pink tendons and a bright white throat. He had completely lost his spirit and was terrified. He said sadly:

"Your Highness... Everything was ordered by Chang Xiao. I have only one magical power, how can I have much power in front of him!"

Li Zhouwei seemed to have not heard it, gently raised his hand, and picked something from the flames, which was a bulging golden storage bag.

'Since Chang Xiao has left the Immortal Gate and is ready to sacrifice this place, there must not be many Purple Mansion things in the Chang Xiao Gate... Some things are also in Cheng Yan's storage bag. ’

According to the previous distribution, this item was to be shared with Si Yuanli. He threw it forward and asked Cheng Yan to release the magic power in the storage bag. With a flick of his finger, the item was tied by the skylight and hung next to the scroll on the Tianmen to show that it had not moved at all.

Cheng Yan could no longer care about too much. After a slight pause, his tone was full of anger and hatred of regret, and he said:

"Chang Xiao... Chang Xiao... I am loyal to him and risk my life for everything... He deceived me! But he used me as a token of his loyalty... I am good, and Chang Xiaomen is good, but it is just a tool for him to show his position!"

Cheng Yan was kept in the dark by Chang Xiao and got too much wrong information. He didn't realize that he was beaten to the door. Now he has only been under the magic power for a while, and he has figured everything out.

‘Chang Xiao… Chang Xiao has chosen the north…’

But even if he hated the East Sea, he could not care about anything now, and only said humbly:

“I have already regretted falling into your hands… I only ask for my life!”

“Although my cultivation is not high… I am also a purple mansion… I have no ambitions, I am willing to guard one side for you… I am willing to be your running dog, serving you…”

He was extremely humble and did not dare to put the head on. He just knelt down with a headless body, banging his shoulders on the magic power, begging bitterly.

“Hehe…”

Si Yuanli watched quietly and sneered.

Li Zhouwei glanced at him with a smile and asked:

"Fellow Daoist Qinghu, are you here to plead for him?"

Si Yuanli shook his head and said faintly:

"I just remembered... the story in the family history."

"Oh?"

Li Zhouwei glanced at him and saw Si Yuanli smiling:

"Back then... there was a [Bi Xuan Men] in Chu State, which took in the wandering cultivator Zifu Xiang Xiao Zhenren who came south, and was also doing the work of guarding one side. Unfortunately... the old Zhenren of [Bi Xuan Men] died in the war, so [Bi Xuan Men] changed its master... and the bloodline was still extinct..."

"This [Bi Xuan Men] is also in Helin, and Zhenren Xiang Xiao has many descendants. No wonder the bloodline of the Helin family is so good! So many geniuses have been produced."

His words were too naked, and even hinted at his origins, which made that The headless body raised itself up, and the skull in its arms endured the humiliation and said humbly:

"Your Excellency is too kind."

"That means I will kill you."

Li Zhouwei laughed, but his tone was very firm, which made Cheng Yan grit his teeth and finally curse:

"Sima Yuanli! Your family stole the Chi family's Qingchi, and you dare to talk about usurping the throne!"

Si Yuanli sneered and said casually:

"It's hard to say much about the truth behind the Qingchi, but the fact that you killed your son-in-law and raped your sister is very bright! Poor those evil creatures, you must be very caring for them, Cheng Yan."

Si Yuanli's usurpation was not something that people were afraid of, and Cheng Yan's was even more shameful. With such a sentence, Cheng Yan was actually stumped. He was trembling in his magical power, full of anger, and he couldn't raise his head or lower his head.

Si Yuanli did not let him go, and laughed:

"You are a fool. If you had not committed adultery with your sister and had not committed the evil deeds of Tude, I think the adults would not have ignored you. It is easier to kill Zifu than to succeed. It is always calm to receive him in the court!"

His words made Li Zhouwei squint slightly, but Cheng Yan's heart sank completely. His headless body trembled on the ground for a while, and his cold voice came:

"You... one is a northern family, and has been through four dynasties, and the other is an imperial family, and Mingyang is the only lover. My ancestors were bound by the principles established by your ancestors. Then there is Bo, Mingyang brothers killed each other, the noble family took human life lightly, and your moral principles turned a blind eye to it. Today... your Li family killed Guangming, and your Si family usurped the throne without guilt. It's just that one of you is surnamed Li and the other is surnamed Si. How is it different from the ancient times? "

"I am just a commoner, and I have died because of your so-called moral principles. What can I say?"

Si Yuanli laughed and replied:

"It seems that I am right. In your opinion, your sister's promiscuity is the most bright."

Cheng Yan's head grew flesh and blood, his eyes were piercing, and he gritted his teeth and replied:

"Light? I have magical powers, but I don't listen to your rules. Sima Yuanli, listen, you are just a kid. Don't think that the rules and morality of the world have won. I am responding to the current situation. If you die, you must die according to morality. Don’t try to hold up your moral flag. What kind of good people are you, the Sima family!”

Si Yuanli's eyes were gloomy and he glanced at him lightly, but Li Zhouwei on the side held him down and said with a smile:

"Fellow Daoist Qinghu, please don't force him to death. I will keep him to see if I can try to find out Chang Xiao's whereabouts."

As soon as these words came out, Si Yuanli was slightly stunned and frowned without saying a word. Cheng Yan's eyes were cold and he sneered:

"Changxiao is cold-blooded and ruthless, how can he pay attention to me?"

Li Zhouwei said calmly:

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"I have my own way."

Two magical powers shuttled out, but Si Yuanli was still puzzled. Li Zhouwei glanced at him, sighed inwardly, and replied:

"Fellow Taoist is really calculating."

Si Yuanli looked a little embarrassed and shook his head slightly. Li Zhouwei casually took off the dark gold long ax from his waist and replied:

"My Taoist family doesn't like Wutu, let alone have any use for Wutu. If my Taoist friends really need it, it doesn't matter if this piece of creation stays here, but... I want the [Baixuan Stone Umbrella]."

Even if Li Zhouwei didn't say anything, the [Hundred Black Stone Umbrella] most likely belonged to him. He went along with the situation and did the favor. Si Yuanli nodded repeatedly, without any embarrassment of being exposed, and replied:

"Then I'll trouble you fellow Taoist!"

The golden-eyed young man raised his long yue and glanced at the magical power on the sole of his foot. The [Huayang Wangyue] was bright again after many years, and the mysterious patterns trembled and suddenly glowed!

【Spectral】!

The Heavenly Gate suddenly lifted up, emitting endless brilliance in an instant. A huge mountain of golden light broke out from the clouds, and then crashed down with colorful clouds. Cheng Yan's angry and terrifying voice immediately resounded in the night sky:

"Li Zhouwei...you!"

But Wutu's brilliance, which had been weak for a long time, looked fragile under this bright brilliance. The light of the long axe, after a slight pause, suddenly collapsed.

"Boom!"

The rolling thunderstorm shone with even greater brilliance, and a strong aura rose into the sky. All the dark clouds in the sky suddenly receded, revealing a dazzling glow covering thousands of miles!

Countless black lights gathered from one point and quickly spread across the sky. Thick fog spread, with clouds rising and mist falling, and bits and pieces of black earth like rain falling from it.

On the ground, there was a sense of earthly evil, and the earth roared, splitting into abysses one after another. The evil energy hidden in the ground rose up one by one, spurted out, mixed with gold, stone, fire and earth, and spread on the ground.

The black flames in Li Zhouwei's eyes became thicker and thicker, and the brilliance of the Huayang King Yue in his hand was like breathing, flickering with excitement.

‘The earth is empty and collapses, with clouds rising above and evil springs forming below… It has become a saying. ’

Si Yuanli lowered his eyebrows and remained silent, which was not surprising.

He had discussed this matter with Li Zhouwei a long time ago. Si Yuanli was now a figure in the new dynasty, and there was no possibility of making a move rashly. Even lending the spirit treasure would involve certain risks. However, he had a really good relationship with the Li family in recent years, and he was greedy. Fairy Mountain, that’s why I borrowed this thing.

Just now, Si Yuanli was pressing forward step by step with his magical power. It was not a fight of will, it was completely intentional. He just wanted Cheng Yan to die on the spot! The brilliance of Wutu falls here, adding even more brilliance to his future mountain gate!

Li Zhouwei could naturally see through his thoughts. With two people here and several spiritual treasures suppressing him, even if Cheng Yan committed suicide, he wouldn't be able to cause any big trouble. However, it was a small matter for him to commit suicide, and Li Zhouwei couldn't bear to part with it!

He came all the way with the intention of breaking down the mountain and cutting down the gate, so as to practice the [Jia Zi Po Halberd Refining Art of War]. You must know that Changxiao Gate is famous for a while. Although it has not a long history, it has a profound foundation and a good reputation. It's very loud, and it's a perfect gift! [Jia Zi Po Halberd Refining Weaponry] can be tempered like this, and it is no longer just a small spell that can only be seen!

He went through all the trouble just to let the world witness Cheng Yan being captured alive by him, and then beheaded in front of the mountain gate. The beheading and breaking of the mountain overlapped at the same time... If he was allowed to commit suicide, there would be no good show. ? It was precisely for this reason that he wanted to appease Cheng Yan and kill him himself!

'What's more...since he is said to have magical means, maybe he can still obtain immortal skills after killing him...'

Li Zhouwei stood still in the rolling glow, looking at the undulating evil spirits and the fleeing beasts in the mountains, but he had a different meaning in his heart.

He knew that sooner or later he would have to face the Wu Tu monk, and he also secretly observed the fight with Cheng Yan, and gained a lot:

‘Wutu is indeed leak-free, and Shangyao Fuguang is better. As a guest of Ming Yang, the power of Diqi’s light falling on Wutu is greatly reduced...it is weakened even more! ’

Just now, Li Zhouwei sensed when the other party used his magical power to pick up his [Di Qi Guang], and he immediately became vigilant. However, he understood that the timing was important, and desperately used his magic power to destroy the other party's magical power. Fortunately, Chengyan's courage had run out...otherwise, it would have been a long time. Long, [Di Qi Guang] may not be able to overpower his Wu Tu!

' Emperor Wei has been tortured for so many years... Mingyang's damage definitely exists, but he has not completely fallen from his position. The loss is internal and not visible externally... This loss is especially reflected in the guest position. One day he will really The ones were torn off...it was true that both the host and guest were under the influence of Wutu Xiaguang. ’

While he was thinking about it, he heard the fluctuation of ideas in the heaven and earth, and there was a faint loud noise. The black flames in his body suddenly surged, and he knew that the Changxiao Gate below could not hold on. Sure enough, he heard Si Yuanli say:

"Huh?"

He glanced at it, raised his hand slightly, and the [Thunder Breaking Formation Wedge] turned into silver light again, fell back into his hand, and congratulated:

"Congratulations, Your Highness!"

"Congratulations too, fellow Taoist."

Li Zhouwei closed his eyes slightly, but was not in a hurry to fall down. The black flames on his body were raging. He let out a deep breath, feeling the feedback of [Jia Zi Soul Halberd Refining Weaponry], held up [Da Sheng], and threw it gently.

The halberd was suspended above the mountain gate, spurting out black flames. Then he penetrated Taixu, slowly fell, and landed in the Changxiao Mountain Gate.

The violent thunderstorm filled the air, and the silver brilliance on Changxiao Mountain finally slowly fell, revealing this fairy mountain full of inspiration. The originally colorful, noble and elegant fairy towers and fairy pavilions seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, and the attic rooms Some of the monks on the steps were cowering and kneeling, not daring to move, or some were flying in the wind, trying to escape. Some even held magical weapons and fought with the Li family monks who fell from the sky.

The four golden characters [西义长霄] that originally shone brightly on the jade gate at the foot of the mountain were now dim. The young man with golden eyes stopped in front of the door, and billowing black flames immediately emerged out of thin air and spread rapidly along the stairs.

He walked up the mountain step by step. The sky was scorching and black flames were rising wherever he passed. Although the trees were clear, the towers collapsed one by one. The monks who were still resisting were clinging to the black flames one after another, like talismans. , exploded to pieces.

Rows of white-robed soldiers stepped in, passing through the many steps and attics in an orderly manner, and picked up the Changxiao disciples who were ashen-faced and at a loss. There was only the clash of clothes and armor in the mountains. sounds and low cries.

When the young man set foot on the top of the mountain, the entire mountain gate was in ruins, and billowing black invisible flames rose into the sky. Li Minggong stood quietly beside him, looking coldly at the people on the top of the mountain.

"Greetings, my lord!"

There was still some chaos at the top of the mountain, but the monks from Changxiao Gate who had opened the formation had initially taken control of the situation. The white mane was suppressed by two monks at the peak of Foundation Establishment, and fell at his feet. The man in soap clothes on the side did not dare to look. He moved forward on his knees and said respectfully:

"Sir... the evil leader of the Changxiao Clan, the white-haired man, is here!"

Li Zhouwei's eyes fell on him, and he recognized the old man at a glance. He glanced around, and before he could speak, the man in soap clothes immediately raised his eyebrows, ordered people to push the hall behind him, and said hurriedly:

"The layman Baiyanzi... is in the county. His disciples who practice in the mountains are all here!"

Then they saw five monks tied up in the hall, all of whom had their six consciousnesses sealed. They were lying on the ground, like five corpses. They were dragged forward and thrown to the ground.

"Helin County has surrendered to the right path. He also has clansmen in the county. Please give me a chance to identify them one by one. I must kill them all and let the villains kill them all!"

As soon as he said this, the white man with white temples kept whimpering and raised his eyes angrily, but he met the golden eyes. Before the words in his mouth could be cursed, black flames were already spurting out from his ears and nose, burning. He was rolling all over the ground, his body covered in black smoke, but his life was hung up by magical powers, and he could not die.

In an instant, his miserable howling was heard all over the mountain. Everyone lowered their eyebrows in horror. The crackling sound of the flames seemed to be louder. The real man said calmly:

"besides."

When he was surrounded by Xianhu, there were six people in total. Yu Nanzi was killed by him. Zhuang Taoist had just been killed by him in Fangshi. Bai Manzi was here, and there were three people left.

But the man in soap clothes had already thought about it. He immediately dragged an old man out from the crowd and threw it in front of him. The man in soap clothes did not dare to look up at him and said hurriedly:

"Sir, there were three other people that day. One of them was killed overseas, and one of them stormed the Zi Mansion and fell. Only this old guy can't move forward...still living here!"

The old man's eyes were desperate, and before he could speak, the real man in front of him gently opened his lips, and blew out a puff of purple flame, blowing the old man to ashes. Then the real man stepped forward and looked aside as the white mane screamed. Li Minggong’s voice was a little hoarse:

"That day I borrowed my ancestor's sword and went out, but the sword could not be used to kill. It was really disrespectful. This white-haired man was sent back to the lake and executed in front of the sword to sacrifice the ancestor's spirit."

"yes!"

Li Minggong saluted and nodded, with a hint of joy in his mouth. There was still some unbelievable horror in his eyes, and he also did not dare to look directly at him.

Li Zhouwei turned his attention to the man in soap clothes.

The man in soap clothes immediately kowtowed, with tears streaming down his face, and said respectfully:

"Sir...Sir...I am originally from Jingchuan...Wu Fan was brought here to practice when he was young, and he has heard of your reputation!"

He raised his hands and took out a white-gray token, about a foot long, with a pattern of mist carved on it, and shouted:

"This is the secret order of the head of the Changxiao Sect...the treasure of preaching, I entrust it to you!"

He was frightened, but also filled with greedy joy. He felt his palms were empty. He didn't hear any sound for a while, and he raised his head slightly.

The person in front of me stood in the billowing black flames, as if it was an illusion. This man was taller than when he came. He stood in front of him like a giant statue, with a face full of golden lines looking down. Wu Fan was lying on the ground, and he seemed to be still alive. Can't reach the opponent's knee.

The golden eyes narrowed, and the black flames in them were fierce. The claw-like hands gradually tightened, and powdery silver light dripped from the fingers. The shadow cast covered everyone:

"Where are the spiritual treasures and Taoist treasures within the sect?"

Main characters in this chapter

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Li Zhouwei [early period of Zifu]

Si Yuanli [early period of Zifu]

Cheng ○ Yan [Early Period of Zifu]

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