Chapter 239 Stone Slate, Yuanshi Tianmo’s Strategy
Shang Xi was escaping in the middle of the desert storm, but he saw a green and clear pond in the distance. In the vast endless yellow sand, such a place suddenly appears, just like a warm wooden house appearing on a winter night, people can't help but want to enter it and take a rest.
But Shang Xiwen calmed down his mind at the next moment and suddenly flew back.
Bang.
A cloud of ice suddenly exploded where he stood before. If Shang Xiwen hadn't responded in time, he would have been sealed in it, or at least stagnant.
"I think back on those days when the twin saints of the East Island roamed the East China Sea and suppressed the monks in the East China Sea for five hundred years. They were so majestic and evil. But now they are reduced to dead branches and rotten trees, damaged both internally and externally. Those bald people in the Heavenly Buddha Realm The donkey deserves to die!"
With these words, the storm in front of Shang Xiwen suddenly stopped, as if the power of nature was not worth a cent in the eyes of these people, and it could be done in a matter of seconds. Annihilation.
The first person flew up from the sky. He had a middle-aged appearance, white clothes, white hair, and white eyebrows. His whole person gave off a cold and terrifying feeling from the inside out.
Dongyang Orthodox Sect, White Demon, a monk in Jindan Zhenren Realm.
The person who just spoke was a female cultivator, with her hair in a bun and flowing robes. She had a beautiful appearance and a pretty smile, but her beautiful eyes seemed to be sarcastic.
At this time, he was slightly behind the white demon, and his consciousness was locked on Shang Xiwen.
Dongyang Orthodox Sect, Lin Tingxuan, a monk in Jindan Realm.
At the same time, Shang Xiwen could sense without looking back that an old man in black robe walked out of the void behind him, looming and seemingly invisible.
Dongyang Orthodox Sect, Huang Feng, a monk in Jindan Zhenren Realm.
As the number one demon sect in the world, Dongyang Orthodox Sect has always been famous for producing a large number of "useless" alchemy masters, but in fact it accounts for almost half of the world's masters, and it is precisely because it can produce a large number of "useless" alchemy masters. Master Dan has attracted countless low-level monks to do whatever it takes to become his disciple.
Because there are really countless low-level monks who believe that as long as they join the Dongyang Orthodox Sect, they can also practice alchemy and enjoy eight hundred years of freedom and immortality in the devil's palace.
This led to the twelve demon sects in the world, and eleven of them had traitors. They went to Dongyang Orthodox Sect with their secret treasures and exercise books. To the point of unimaginable.
Furthermore, there are more than 500 alchemy masters, even if their quality is slightly inferior, based on this, there are many Jindan masters, the law, the earth, the wealth, and the Dongyang Orthodox Sect have all four, so how can they not thriving?
Fourteen years ago, Taoist Huang Longzi attained the Tao Yuanying on the shores of the East China Sea. Shang Xiwen watched the movement of qi from afar, and then he practiced in seclusion.
Through the accumulation of my senior brother Deng Dongyuan, I partially figured out the ancient Buddhist vow method, hoping to use it to overcome obstacles and advance to the Nascent Soul realm.
Shang Xiwen is extremely talented and talented. His ability is enough to suppress the Dongji Island dharma lineage after Deng Dongyuan leaves. Even if it no longer flourishes, it will not fall easily.
Unfortunately, he was unwilling and wanted to break the elixir to become a baby. He spent too much effort on the ancient Buddhist vow method, which led to the decline of control over Dongji Island. The monks from the Dongyang Orthodox Sect lurked and came in one fell swoop. The surprise attack resulted in serious direct damage and the destruction of the deserted island in the East China Sea.
Shang Xiwen wouldn't have been able to escape here if he hadn't been holding on with a sigh of relief.
"I really can't live much longer. Which one of you will accompany me on the road?"
With a smile on his face, this real man slipped out a big flag from his sleeve with a flick of his wrist. , Shang Xiwen’s natal magic weapon, the Ghost King Flag.
He was also a fifth-level Talisman Maker, and no one knew how many powerful fifth-level spells he had on him. At this moment, Bai Mo and Huang Feng were in a desperate posture, but they did not dare to take action.
It’s just that this method can only scare people for a while.
Bai Mo, Lin Tingxuan, and Huang Feng are all monks of the Dongyang Orthodox Sect. They have extensive knowledge, exquisite magic, and sufficient magic weapons. If they want to win each of them during the heyday of Shang Xiwen, it will take a lot of effort. .
What's more, Shang Xiwen was seriously injured at this moment, and on the opposite side were three people who joined forces to form a formation and fought steadily, but only half an hour later.
The surrounding sand dunes were covered in ice and chaos. Half of Shang Xiwen's body had been frozen by the ice and snow. The Ghost King Flag in his hand was damaged, and the black energy lingered and spread in it, trying to bite back its owner.
"Hmph, I thought you still had a lot of mana, but it turned out to be nothing more than that."
After saying that, Bai Mo, Lin Tingxuan, and Huang Feng each used their mana, and according to the rules of the formation, they asked Shang Xi again Attack.
But at this moment, a sword roar like a roaring dragon passed into the ears of the three people, returning to the Cangshan Jade Dragon Sword Art. Three million jade dragons were defeated, and their scales were defeated. Flying all over the sky!
"How could it be so fast?"
The three white demons were all surprised, and each of them suddenly turned around to protect themselves.
This time they came to the far west. The second priority was to hunt down Shang Xiwen, who was already seriously injured. The most important thing was to deal with the attitude of True Lord Huang Longzi of the Palace of Incarnations of Ten Thousand Beasts.
The Dongyang Orthodox Sect has been in charge of the first sect of the Demonic Path for thousands of years. Hundreds of masters gathered in the Heavenly Demon Palace, but in the end, no one was able to break the golden elixir and transform it into the Nascent Soul.
If there is a conflict between the number one demon in the millennium and the number one monk in the world today, it will definitely be a disaster.
Even if the Heavenly Demon Palace is not afraid of a head-on conflict with True Lord Huang Longzi, most of the three monks crushed in the middle will definitely die.
So before these three people came, they had already mobilized all means of authority and activated several ghosts in the Bei Sect of the Beast Incarnation Palace to block the news. Therefore, the three of them never expected that Guizangshan's reaction would still be so fast.
Suddenly turning around, what he saw was a ferocious red dragon roaring towards him.
After being promoted to the realm of Jindan Zhenren, Lu Cheng’s sword energy thunder sound and sword energy transformation were completely cultivated. Within a few swords, the sword energy could simulate the heavenly principles represented by the fire dragon, and the fake cultivation gave him Spirituality! The sword light is really fast and heavy.
That is to say, during the sword fight with Lu Cheng, from time to time a red flame blue dragon that is not afraid of life and death will fly out, and attack with it. Mastering any of the swordsmanship skills can greatly improve your swordsmanship. combat power.
“Ah!”
"Hmph!"
After receiving a force of sword energy, Bai Mo, Lin Tingxuan, and Huang Feng all let out a low groan, and the formation they formed was also rushed by this arrogant sword energy. And collapsed.
When the three of them barely managed to remove their sword energy, they suddenly turned around again and saw a young and handsome Taoist named Five Elements Sword Lu Cheng appearing in front of Shang Xiwen.
Back then, the battle on the coast of the East China Sea was famous all over the world. After this battle, don’t say how much contribution this man made for Huang Longzi.
Just looking at the fact that after this battle, he directly married Xiao Yuhong and Xiao Yuxue, two famous beauties in the Tongxuan world, we knew that his master loved them.
If the elixir is of a first-class quality, no one in the world will recognize you.
"Ahem, you're finally here..."
"Uncle Shang, you"
"I think the person that senior brother loves the most in this life is me. , but the person he most wants to pass on the mantle to is , It should be you. No, this is Yuanshi Tianmo’s plan. Holding this book is destined to fall into the devil’s path. Do you dare to take it?”
Shang Xiwen coughed up blood and broke a piece. He took out the slate and handed it to Lu Cheng.
Who would have thought that the Dongyang Orthodox Sect's supreme holy book and the supreme magic formula of this world's demonic path, Yuanshi Tianmoce, would actually be in such a form.
"I am a member of the devil's path, why don't I dare?"
Lu Cheng chuckled upon hearing this, and then took the stone slab from Shang Xiwen's hand.
"Ahem, senior brother, I can't help you. The family fortune you left me has failed me... Ahem..." His wish was over, and Shang Xiwen could no longer suppress it. He suppressed the internal injuries in his body and began to spit out black blood in large mouthfuls, and the divine light gradually disappeared from his eyes.
On his deathbed, he seemed to see himself standing at the door of his house crying after losing his parents when he was a teenager. The relatives behind him were all snatching the property left in the family, and no one looked at him.
At this moment, a tall young man in black walked over. He glanced at himself, frowned and said:
"I made a divination for myself, and it clearly said that the fortune is in the southeast. Is there any treasure in this family?
You Why are you crying? A man is a real man and he bleeds. Don’t shed tears, they are robbing you of your family property. You have no hands and you can’t use a knife?”
As he said that, the tall young man in black suddenly had two sharp knives in his hand. He held the handle himself and put one handle into his hand.
Then hold yourself and walk back into the house.
"You have to remember, between life and death, if you kneel down for others, no one will pity you. Only if you chop him with a knife will he pay attention to what you say!"
That day, a teenager, A boy less than ten years old killed everyone present.
From then on, I followed Senior Brother Deng for hundreds of years.
Shang Xiwen’s eyes were completely drained of light and his breath was gone.
At this moment, the black energy in the Ghost King Flag in his hand surged, trying to swallow up Shang Xiwen's soul, and the magic treasure backfired. This happened many times.
It's just that the black energy was gently pushed away by a white palm, as if the ghost energy that could melt gold and melt iron was just a mist.
Then Lu Cheng pointed his finger and fixed the Ghost King Flag.
"Okay, the rest is our business. I won't send you away now, or you will stay here forever."
Lu Cheng took the question Shang Xi asked Relics, fired a burst of real fire to incinerate the remains, and then slowly flew up, saying this to Bai Mo, Lin Tingxuan, and Huang Feng.
"Zhenren Lu has only been refining the golden elixir for more than ten years. How can he be so arrogant and not afraid of flashing his tongue?"
Among the three real people, Lin Tingxuan, a female cultivator, was the most sharp-tongued and immediately retorted.
“You didn’t dare to take action behind my back before because you were too timid. If you do it forcefully now, even if you carry some powerful magic weapon, your chance of survival will not exceed 30%.”
Monks practice Taoism by practicing innateness, Qi, and foundation. Realm magic weapons such as the Ningsha Refining Gang are powerful and even the key to winning or losing. However, after the monks refined the golden elixir and a real person practiced the golden elixir for hundreds of years, magical powers and spells took up an increasing proportion in the fight. , of course the magic weapon is still extremely important, but it is no longer as dependent on it as it was in the previous realm.
(End of this chapter)