Chapter 803: Taoist Oath Against the Yuan
“Boom!”
In the sky, towering trees roared up. Each tree was full of green, and they gathered into a huge forest.
Below the forest is a grass-colored sky that looks like a ball.
Looking from a distance, it looks like a green planet.
But at this time, inside this green planet, there was a huge black and white golden body.
This golden body sits cross-legged, with black and white energy surging around it. Even in the face of the tree roots and snakes that are constantly sweeping in, it remains motionless as a mountain.
Even, as time goes by, the barrier formed by the black and white energy is beginning to swallow up the wooden sickle realm of Holy Lord Lian Sheng.
Seeing this scene, Saint Lian Sheng’s face became extremely gloomy, just like the murderous intention that was growing in his heart.
“This is the bloodline magical power of the Mukan clan.”
As these words fell, a trace of powerlessness could not help but emerge in the heart of Holy Lord Liansheng.
“For at most one cup of tea, this person will be completely out of trouble.”
This time for a cup of tea was something that Holy Lord Liansheng could buy at all costs.
If you want to truly seal or kill this person, he simply cannot do it by himself.
“For the current plan, we can only rely on fellow Daoist Su.”
Almost at the moment when this idea emerged, Patriarch Yanluo and Saint Lian Sheng on the side looked at Su Wen of the Lanxue clan not far away.
Among the three people present, only Su Wen from the Lan Xue clan was the one who did not have the original spiritual blood.
The two of them can temporarily block this person by either restraining or confronting him head-on. But if they want to create a real breakthrough, they can only look to Su Wen of the Lanxue clan.
Facing the gazes of the two people, how could Su Wen not know that he had become the most important link.
Among the three people present, if the other two cannot be beaten, they can just run away.
But he was the only one who couldn't.
Not only because this person’s golden body is most likely lacking at the moment, it is the original spiritual blood of their Lan Xue clan.
Whether it was for himself or for the Lan Xue clan not to be afraid of this person in the future, he had to kill this person completely here.
“Huhuhu!”
Almost at the moment when Patriarch Yanluo and Holy Lord Liansheng looked at each other, Su Wen’s eyes became extremely solemn.
A hint of paleness began to appear in the originally blue eyes.
In this paleness, Su Wen's long hair turned into azure color at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the waving of the hair, there was actually a hint of looming thunder power, which began to emerge continuously.
“Buzz!”
In an instant, Su Wen was seen pointing towards Xu Changxian in the realm of wooden sickle.
In this finger, streaks of blue thunder emerged from within three inches of the finger, condensing into a mysterious talisman.
The moment this talisman appeared, amidst the blue thunder, an awe-inspiring cold air gathered from all directions, causing the space around Su Wen to become completely distorted in a blurry process. stand up.
"Broken!"
The next moment, with a muffled sound of thunder, a stream of blue thunder directly cut through the space, passed through the realm of the wooden sickle, and struck hard On top of the black and white barrier around Xu Changxian.
“Boom!”
In an instant, the originally intact black and white energy began to slow down at a speed visible to the naked eye under the bombardment of blue thunder.
As the thunder raged, streaks of frost began to appear on the black and white air.
"The Lan Xue clan is indeed extraordinary. This Yin Shui Han Lei happened to have a restraining effect on this person."
Seeing this scene, Saint Lian Sheng's eyes flashed. Liang, not daring to hesitate at all, quickly shot out a series of spells.
“Swish, swish, swish!”
In an instant, the tree roots that had been blocked from the black and white energy immediately plunged in along the cracks created by the cold thunder of Yin Shui.
"Broken!"
Just when the roots were about to fall on Xu Changxian's body, the latter suddenly opened his eyes.
“Bang!”
I saw Xu Changxian’s condensed golden hands of the holy devil suddenly clasped his hands together and slapped them hard at the moment when countless tree roots spread.
"Boom!"
In this beat, billowing demonic energy and awe-inspiring fairy light burst out from between his palms.
The two merged into one, turning into a huge wave, strangulating towards the whistling sickle-blade tree roots.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
Under the double sweep of the evil spirit and the awe-inspiring fairy light, the roots of the trees turned into ashes in an instant. .
During this process, a wave of air visible to the naked eye was formed, which directly shattered the Yin Shui Cold Thunder covering the black and white air.
“Immortal method!”
“This person actually lives in the magic method and the immortal method.”
Seeing this scene, Liansheng Shengzun and Yan Luo The pupils of the ancestor and Su Wen of the Lanxue clan shrank.
There are countless practitioners throughout the three other realms, but without exception, they all focus on demonic techniques.
Even if he ascends to the upper realm, he has become a true demon.
But true demons and true immortals are completely different existences.
Although the two are in the same realm, the former possesses the power of demonic energy and the latter uses the power of fairy spirits.
These two forces are completely different. Once they meet, they will conflict with each other. The final result will be that one of them will be wiped out.
If this were not the case, where would the war between immortals and demons come from?
But now.
The person trapped in the realm of the wooden sickle in front of him actually possesses two completely different powers.
With the blessing of this force, this person not only did not disappear in the midst of these two completely different forces.
It even seems to be perfectly integrated.
“Ancestor Netherworld.”
Almost at the same time, a common name emerged in the minds of the three of them, Nether Ancestor.
On that day, when the Mahayana monks of the Snow Demon clan were about to kill the Nether Ancestor who only had the realm of integration, they were killed by a true immortal who was suspected to be from the upper realm.
Because of this, they pursued and intercepted the Nether Ancestor everywhere.
On the one hand, it is because of coveting the skills of the Nether Clan, and on the other hand, it is because of wanting to see the reality of the true immortals in the upper realm behind them.
As for other thoughts, they are not important in front of these two.
"Ancestor Netherworld, and only Ancestor Netherworld can have the possibility of possessing the immortal power and magic power, these two completely different powers."
At this moment, Saint Lian Sheng suddenly realized, and his face changed. Became extremely gloomy.
“I should have thought of the Nether Clan a long time ago.”
The Nether Clan’s innate magical powers are extremely extraordinary. In the past history of the seven saint clans, there has also been a Nether Clan member. There are many different magical powers.
It’s just that they didn’t think of it immediately.
The Nether Ancestor failed to ascend that day, but in the process, he must have something to do with the True Immortal of the Upper Realm. With the help of the Nether Clan's immortality and ability to have a second life, the Nether Ancestor must have mastered the immortal magic of the upper world in that process.
He was only one step away from being able to overcome the tribulation and ascend successfully. With the blessing of the true immortal from the upper realm, he might not be able to achieve this incredible thing.
As for this golden body of the Holy Demon, perhaps it was prepared to integrate the two powers of the Immortal and the Demon.
This is why he must collect the original essence and blood of the seven great saints, and fuse the original essence and blood of the seven great saints. With the power of this special bloodline, he can completely defeat the two powers of immortals and demons. mastery.
This kind of speculation is somewhat bizarre.
However, looking at Xu Changxian who was suppressed in the Wood Scythe Realm, the three of them believed their conjectures more and more.
After all, when he was chasing and intercepting the Nether Ancestor, the latter had killed monks from various races several times.
Nowadays, it is not impossible to change the appearance.
At least, compared to the premise that this person has a very good understanding of the various magical powers among the seven saints, this guess is closer to the truth.
"Ancestor Netherworld, you must die today."
Thinking of this, the three of them looked at each other, and then all headed towards Xu Changxian in the realm of wooden sickle to kill him.
The power of immortals and demons.
Although the current Nether Ancestor is still in the Mahayana realm and has not truly succeeded in ascension, the power he exerts is not considered the real power of fairy spirits and demonic energy.
But seeing the two forces so integrated, the three of them felt extremely jealous.
If they can obtain this technique, once they ascend successfully.
Not to mention being invincible at the same level.
You can have the body of an immortal and a demon at the same time. Even if you are in the early stage of a real demon, when facing the existence of a late stage real demon or even a peak real demon, even if you are defeated, you will at least have the ability to escape from a distance.
It can be said that this kind of skill that can integrate the power of immortals and demons has extremely huge potential.
“If I get this skill, even if I meet Menglu that guy again, I will definitely not fall behind.”
As soon as he thought of this, Ancestor Yanluo suddenly pointed his fingers towards his eyebrows.
In an instant, the six-color true fire emerged from between his eyebrows and quickly gathered into a fire seal in front of him.
As soon as the fire mark came out, the space with a radius of thousands of feet twisted rapidly and violently in the scorching heat, as if entering a vast fire domain.
Although the monks in the three other realms all said that Demon Lord Menglu died accidentally while attacking the Beiyun Star Region.
But as the old opponent of Demon Lord Menglu, Ancestor Yanluo didn’t believe it at all.
Although Menglu's strength is not very good, his life-saving ability is very strong.
If this were not the case, it was his ancestor Yanluo who succeeded in ascending that year, not Demon Lord Menglu.
“Fellow Taoist Yanluo, don’t be anxious.”
Looking at the posture of Patriarch Yanluo, Holy Lord Liansheng’s pupils shrank.
If this fire seal really blasts into the realm of Wood Sickle, let alone whether the Nether Ancestor will be seriously injured.
But in the realm of the wooden sickle, there will be loopholes in the collision between the two.
We finally managed to suppress this Nether Ancestor. If we let him find an opportunity to escape, he would really regret it.
"This person must be extraordinary in mastering the power of immortals and demons. Today, this person will die, but his skills and magical powers will definitely fall into the hands of the three of us."
Facing the gazes of Ancestor Yanluo and Su Wen of the Lanxue clan, Holy Lord Liansheng immediately swore by the Tao.
“Okay.”
Listening to the oath transmitted by Holy Lord Lian Sheng, Ancestor Yanluo and Su Wen also nodded and swore in unison.
The oath of the three people ended in a blink of an eye.
Not only did it not affect the unity of the three people at this time, but at the moment when the oath fell, the three people who were originally wary became more and more tacit.
"Today, Mr. Lian will use your way to pay homage to my dead people."
Looking at Xu Changxian who was suppressed in the realm of wooden sickle, Holy Lord Lian Sheng suddenly spread his arms. He opened his big hand and quickly hit the blue scroll in front of him with a series of spells.
"Crash!"
Under the effect of this magic formula, at this moment, in the sky above the Wood Scythe Realm, mysterious formations appeared in a sudden change of color.
As soon as these formation patterns appeared, a scene of a blue ancient scroll gradually formed in the sky above the Wood Scythe Realm.
“Whoa!”
The next moment, Holy Lord Liansheng stepped away from the sky, and a stream of cyan waterfall-like light flew down from the cyan ancient scroll above the realm of wooden sickle.
Under this waterfall-like stream of light, a light like flowing water appeared around the entire Wood Scythe Realm.
This light and the realm of wooden sickle reflect each other, and they look like two completely different realms from a distance.
But if you understand it carefully, the two are interconnected with each other, just like a realm within a realm.
Under this simultaneous suppression, the tree roots in the original Wood Scythe Realm seemed to have obtained their origins, and began to blast away crazily towards Xu Changxian's condensed golden body of the Holy Demon.
No matter how many times these tree roots are destroyed, the moment they turn into fly ash, they condense and form again, as if in a cycle.
"Okay, the two fellow Taoists can take action."
Seeing this scene, the face of Holy Lord Liansheng showed a hint of paleness. Obviously, for him to have used this magical power once, , is also a great pressure.
However, because of the oath between the three of them, there were no worries, so he could use it with confidence.
In the view of Holy Lord Lian Sheng, as long as he successfully kills this old ghost in the netherworld, he can obtain his skill or magical power with the power of immortals and demons.
This time, even if the original source is damaged, it is also worth every penny.
"The art of melting fire, go!"
Almost the moment Holy Lord Lian Sheng finished speaking, Ancestor Yan Luo suddenly urged the fire seal in his hand.
"Boom!"
In an instant, all the six colored demonic fires gathered in the fire seal in front of him and turned into a finger, roaring towards Xu Changxian in the realm of wooden sickle.
When Yan Luo Ancestor's fire melting technique came near the cyan streamer, the latter actually caused Yan Luo Ancestor's fire melting technique to pass directly through the waves of ripples. The realm of the wooden sickle fell on the golden body of the Holy Demon transformed by Xu Changxian.
The latter seemed to know the critical moment. At the moment when the fingers of fire seal condensed by the melting fire technique fell from the sky, he raised his hands in the air.
"Boom!"
In a black and white stream of light, the finger of molten fire was lifted up.
"Yin Shui Han Lei, go!"
Seeing this scene, Su Wen not far away did not hesitate at all. A blue thunder snake roared away.
"If we can get this person's technique that combines the power of immortals and demons, the curse of our Lan Xue clan can be completely solved."
As this thought emerged, Su Wen saw his Yin Shui The moment the Cold Thunder Snake fell into the Wood Scythe Realm, it pounced directly on Xu Changxian from the side.
"The method of reversing the Yuan!"
Seeing this scene, Xu Changxian muttered silently in his heart.
At the same time, he saw the black and white holy demon golden body that he had transformed into. With one finger pointing to the sky and the other hand to the ground, the black and white energy condensed into a barrier.
"Boom!"
In an instant, the rolling fire domain and the cold thunder roared in.
(End of this chapter)