Chapter 288 The Inheritance of the Holy Son
The death of Su Xin Guan Shao Zai Rong finally made the other five Tiannan monks a lot more vigilant. Although this old demon acted despicably, his magical power was still good, and he actually died so quickly. Being beheaded shows that the person who attacked and killed was extremely terrifying.
For this reason, Lu Cheng and Ji An hid and hid and waited and waited, but they never found a better opportunity.
The two Nascent Soul cultivators from Tiansha Sect and Hundred Beasts Palace are no longer far away even if they are following each other.
“Do it!”
If we don't take action, the other three Tiannan monks will probably finish their search and return.
Lu Cheng reached out and made a move, and the Phantom Flag turned into a thick black cloud and enveloped himself and Ji An.
From the perspective of the two Tiannan monks, jet-black smoke clouds suddenly rolled up from the ground in front of them. The smoke clouds continued to surge and expand, and soared rapidly, covering the two of them. .
Sword light flickered in the black clouds, and then two sword lights shot out, slashing at one of the Tiannan monks.
Both Lu Cheng and Zhenjun Ji'an selected the Nascent Soul monk from the Palace of Hundred Beasts at the same time, a monk who practiced the art of repelling spiritual insects and spiritual beasts. Otherwise, one's own ability to cope with fighting will always be weaker.
The two swords flew together, and the sword light of Lu Cheng's Xuanyin Flying Sword suddenly burst out at sword speed, twisting around Zhenjun Ji'an's golden flying sword.
Ji'an Zhenjun was slightly stunned, but suddenly he felt a majestic force superimposed on the body of his flying sword. sword.
"The swordsmanship of this fellow Taoist Tie Xiao is really superb, but it's a pity..."
Ji'an Zhenjun watched helplessly as his flying sword knocked down the unprepared beast. The monk Gong was forced to retreat, but Lu Chengfei Jian continued to use his strength again to make up for the shortcomings of his sword. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
If the situation were still two against one at this moment, this Nascent Soul monk from the Palace of Hundred Beasts would probably die faster than Shao Zairong.
But the demon cultivator also understands the principle of dying lips and cold teeth.
The Tiansha Sect monk had a flash of white cold light, covering the monk from the Palace of Beasts from head to toe, forming a circle of evil light.
Immediately afterwards, he launched three flying forks and five flying swords, with cold light and precious aura, and they were struck into the black clouds.
The Taoism inherited by the monks of Tiansha Sect is good at refining the evil spirit between heaven and earth and integrating it into their own magic power.
After you have successfully practiced, you will not only have profound magical power, but also have an evil aura that will frighten your mind every time you make a move.
Moreover, his three flying forks and five flying swords are also two sets of magic weapons. Although they are sixth-level low-grade magic weapons, their power is not inferior to that of the sixth-level middle-grade magic weapons, at least until someone breaks through the changes. Of course. The mana consumption will also be relatively high.
"No, these two people are difficult to deal with. It may not be easy to kill them in a short time."
If the two sets of treasures, Flying Fork and Flying Sword, are allowed to be accumulated, With the stabbing, the black clouds will be broken through in just a few rounds, and Lu Cheng and Ji'an will no longer be able to use their shadows and hide their forms to only attack but not defend.
So when Lu Cheng fluttered his sleeves, a black skeleton flew out of his sleeves. It rose in the wind and soon stood beside Lu Cheng, holding a spear high and throwing it constantly.
Under the guidance of Lu Cheng’s spiritual consciousness, he constantly interrupted the thorns of the two sets of treasures, the Flying Fork and the Flying Sword. The Nether Bone is a sixth-order middle-grade puppet, and the Phantom Demon Banner is a sixth-order middle-grade magic treasure. Two against two can certainly withstand it.
Moreover, the former is a puppet, and the latter is a magical treasure specializing in illusions. The evil spirit of the Tiansha Sect monks is also useless.
At this time, Lu Cheng did not dare to have a sword fight with the monks from the Tiansha Sect. The evil spirit suppressed the movement of his mind, and his own shortcomings were further exposed.
Seeing Lu Cheng resisting the opponent's counterattack, Ji An secretly sighed and held out a talisman. This talisman ignited without fire in the void, and then transformed into a silver flying knife. The middle-grade spiritual talisman Taiyi slashes the immortal flying knife.
The power of spells fluctuates greatly. At low levels, the power of spells of the same level is often not as powerful as the magic weapon of the same level, the Flying Sword. It is just that it is varied, making it easier to use it at the right time and in the right place.
After reaching the realm of Jindan Yuanying, as the skills of the talisman makers are getting higher and higher, the materials required for making talismans are becoming more and more rare and expensive, and the power of high-level talismans has also increased linearly, so that it reaches the sixth level. At the middle level, the power it can exert is even higher than the explosive power of magic weapons of the same level. The sixth level middle level spiritual talisman Taiyi Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife is the best among them.
Moreover, even at a low level, low- and mid-level spells are not very powerful. Monks can still purchase and use spells that are higher than their own level, and then even this only shortcoming is gone.
The alchemy talisman array, the art of alchemy and the way of cultivating inner alchemy are closely connected with each other. Understanding the essence can feed back your practice. No matter how skilled you are in refining weapons or making talismans, you can become a strong person among monks in the same realm. If you are proficient in formations, you can use the power of formations to defeat many enemies with one person, trap them with one enemy, or even defeat enemies across ranks. Kill the enemy beyond the level.
It is not unreasonable for the four to be the first in cultivating immortals.
Zhenjun Ji'an was physically beaten by the Tiannan monks, and even the Qiankun bag was lost. His personal wealth was greatly damaged. However, after he returned to Nanlihai, he still borrowed money from Lingyuan Mansion. Financial resources, purchase the Five Elements Dharmakaya and several sixth-level talismans.
Otherwise, he would only have one flying sword of his own to use.
"Cultivator Tiannan also has a big grudge against me, so I will help Taoist Taoist Brother Tie again!"
With this thought, the magic power was activated, and the silver sword light shot towards the monk from the Palace of Beasts like lightning. go.
Lu Chengyu’s phantom demon flag formed a large black cloud, blocking his spiritual perception, so the sword light was extremely abrupt.
The Nascent Soul cultivator from the Palace of Hundred Beasts had just stabilized his position and sacrificed a cloud fox, an earth dragon, and a human-faced eagle one after another, and was preparing to launch a counterattack.
But the Taiyi Immortal-Destroying Flying Knife shot out at this moment, circled around in the air, and struck at his neck from behind.
"Hmm?"
The Nascent Soul cultivator from the Palace of Hundred Beasts suddenly felt the cold air invade his body. At the same time, the body's true evil body protection was like a stone sinking into water, with ripples appearing continuously. This was a sign of rapid concentration and consumption. .
“Come back, protect me first!”
A moment ago he issued an attack order to his three-headed spirit beasts. The sudden change at this moment made the three-headed spirit beasts a little confused. .
At the same moment, the Xuanyin Flying Sword found a gap and entered, and the Yin Blazing Sword Qi quickly incinerated and disintegrated a large amount of evil energy.
The Zhensha's protective body was broken, and the slightly dim Taiyi Immortal-Decapitating Flying Knife continued to pursue, but it collided with the body-circling flying shield of the monk from the Palace of Hundred Beasts.
Crack.
Pairs of two collided, one attacking and one defending, the Taiyi Immortal Killing Flying Knife suddenly dissipated, and the sixth-level low-grade defensive magic weapon also suddenly dimmed in brilliance, obviously spiritually damaged.
At this time, Zhenjun Ji'an's natal flying sword had stabbed the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Hundred Beasts Palace head-on.
The Nascent Soul cultivator from the Palace of Hundred Beasts gathered all the magic power in his body with both hands, clamped the sword blade and resisted with all his strength.
Clang, poof.
"Ah..."
After a brief stalemate and flying back, the flying sword finally broke through the body, but Zhenjun Ji'an also spit out a mouthful of blood and fell from the sky. Down. It was obvious that he had suffered serious internal injuries in the mana competition just now.
At this time, the monk from the Tiansha Sect was having an inextricable fight with Lu Cheng. The second ghost baby controlled the Qijue Demon Building and changed from time to time, while Lu Cheng used his own flying sword and his own elixir. It turned into two flying swords, changing and turning around. Even if it was just a skimming formation, it would put a lot of pressure on the opponent.
The Nascent Soul cultivator from the Tiansha Sect was shocked when he suddenly saw his companion’s body being chopped off. He had no time to escape from the Nascent Soul and was chased by a black and gray flying sword.
Even if the Yuanying monk's body is cut off, if he still has the will to fight, the Yuanying's ability to control his natal magic weapon will not even decrease in a short period of time.
But the Nascent Soul cultivator from the Palace of Hundred Beasts had no chance at all. Lu Cheng’s Xuanyin Flying Sword chased his body around the sky, and even the spirit beast lost control and flew away.
Fortunately, the monks from the Palace of Beasts fled, and Zhenjun Ji An also fell down. It was still a one-on-one fight, which allowed the monk from the Tiansha Sect to stabilize his mind a little.
"Most of the body-protecting Zhensha has obviously been destroyed by my Xuanyin Sword Qi. How come fellow Taoist Ji'an still suffered such severe internal injuries from the counterattack?"
Sense the Bai Bai. The Nascent Soul of the Beast Palace held a beast-controlling flag and escaped very quickly from the flying swords. Lu Cheng frowned slightly, but he quickly focused on the Tiansha Sect monk.
With two complete sets of magic weapons, a protective treasure, and extremely good fighting skills, Lu Cheng discovered that the three remaining Nascent Soul cultivators in Tiannan were approaching quickly, and it seemed that he could no longer escape.
It was getting late, dark clouds were gathering, and it was gloomy.
After injuring the monk from the Palace of Hundred Beasts, the Xuanyin Flying Sword reversed course and flew back at a very fast speed.
Taoist Lu Cheng stood on the clouds. The flying sword beside him exuded bursts of cold air, and the sword seemed to be faintly wrapped with black thunder and lightning.
The phantom demon flag swayed gently behind him, the shadow of the flag flickered, and a series of cries and screams came out from it, which made people's scalp numb and their mind shaken. There were white and green soul fire flying on it. Move around.
The Seven Jue Demon Building hangs high in the sky, and the statues of the demons on the top of the building are lifelike. The demonic energy spreads in it, making the surrounding air seem to solidify.
The Underworld Demon is surrounding Lu Cheng, its figure is like mist or smoke at this moment, looming, with a soul-stirring sense of oppression.
Since you can't escape, then you won't escape. There is less than a stick of incense left, less than a quarter of an hour, even if you fight one against four, you may not be able to defeat yourself. .
Due to his murderous and aggressive nature, at this moment Lu Cheng's body was trembling slightly due to extreme excitement.
Many Taoist sects believe that magical power is also a demonic obstacle to monks.
As the saying goes, armed with sharp weapons and murderous intentions arise naturally, these Taoist sects believe that Taoism and supernatural powers are the same. Not only can they not avert disaster, but they will incur disaster. They believe that monks should only practice Taoism and not practice law.
In orthodox classics, it is also believed that abstaining from killing and cherishing life is the true nature of a Taoist.
For so many years, Lu Cheng has been controlling himself, restraining himself, and reducing killings. "But...it's better to block than to open up. It's good to relax your nature occasionally!"
Once again, the amethyst-like precious lantern, the Seven Holy Magic Lamp, was sacrificed.
Originally, this magical treasure had been somewhat spiritually damaged in the previous battle, but Lu Cheng sacrificed it again at this moment.
Because like and evil are united, Lu Cheng's demonic nature at this moment is almost perfectly consistent with this fifth-level top-level magic weapon.
"It doesn't matter if it's broken, just get out of here, Master Dao!"
"What's going on with this guy? His momentum... the pressure he puts on people is completely different from just now."< br>
This person does not know that, to a certain extent, Lu Cheng is the seed of killing that was born in response to the catastrophe. Jiuli Ding selected the holy son of the empress among tens of billions of people. , what they have to deal with is not just a few Nascent Soul-transformed little demons.
With profound accumulation and extraordinary magical power, even if he is besieged by more than ten monks in the same realm, he is not afraid and can escape easily. This is a basic quality.
With the infusion of mana and the combination of human skills, Lu Cheng pushed the magic of the Seven Saints to a level that Deng Dongyuan had never expected back then, and the Seven Saints Glazed Magic Lamp shined brightly.
Huh.
As the golden lamp oil burned, a fierce demon head with huge horns popped out of the air and bit into the Tiansha Sect monk.
Bang.
The Tiansha Sect monk held out a small colorful flag and deployed bursts of aura defense to block the frontal attack.
However, the sky suddenly darkened in mid-air, and a huge Lei Peng flapped its wings and bit it.
On the left side, Xuanyin Flying Sword circled and transformed into a dragon, turning into a black and gray dragon head with white temples, raising its head and biting down.
The bones of the underworld turned into a flying skeleton with black clouds and mist, biting up from below. The Tiansha Sect monk could even feel that a warm body suddenly appeared behind him. Her fragrant and warm jade-like body, her temples rubbing against each other, and her breath like orchid, it seemed that as long as she turned her head slightly, she could go to Yaotai under the moon with that girl.
“Fake, these are all fake!”
The monks of the Tiansha Sect absorb the evil energy between heaven and earth and integrate it into their own magic power, which enhances their magic power and obtains the ability to frighten the mind and attack the soul. At the same time, it also has an extremely superb tempering effect on their own Taoist heart.
Except for being more likely to go crazy, there are almost no flaws. If you can practice successfully, you can indeed develop a Taoist heart that is better than others.
Therefore, this Tiansha Sect monk, under the almost overwhelming attack from the Taoist opposite, actually also stimulated great potential. He defended and defended, persisted and persisted, and completely destroyed himself. Divine consciousness, mana, magic, secret techniques, and luck to the extreme.
It was like a torrent of mana, falling from the sky to the ground, burning mountains and cracking soil, destroying everything.
Three flying forks were shattered, and four of the five flying swords were broken. Just when this Yuanying monk from the Tiansha Sect felt that his protective colorful flag was gradually collapsing, and there was a sound of cracking silk, he almost felt despair. hour.
Four streams of light suddenly came, all of which were magic weapons containing extremely powerful magic power.
“Huh.”
Lu Cheng let out a soft breath and flew back quickly. It's not worth killing this person at the cost of serious injury to yourself. Victory is the result of prolonging this hard battle, not how many enemies are killed.
"Chai Hong, why are you alone? Where has Wang Yunluo gone?"
Among the three Nascent Soul Lords who rushed to help, Hui Mo Luo Chen has the most powerful magic power. He has not broken through to the third level of Yuanying, but in terms of his magical power, he is no longer weaker than the ordinary monks in the middle stage of Yuanying.
The two sword lights among the four streams of light just now were also shot by him.
"Huh... Wang Yunluo's body was cut off and he didn't know where he was hiding. Once his magic power weakens, even those spiritual beasts will be out of his control and they will dare to come out."
Chai Hong, a monk from the Tiansha Sect, replied like this.
At the same time, Lu Cheng, who was in a great crisis, became calmer and his thoughts became clearer under the pressure of life and death:
“No, Ji An definitely didn’t suffer much just now. Seriously injured... It would be fine if he just took the opportunity to run away to avoid the battle, but why do I always feel that his purpose is more than that?"
However, Luo Chen did not give Lu Cheng more time to think. Instead, he used his spiritual consciousness to communicate with the other three people:
“We don’t have much time, let’s join forces to kill him first!”
The setting sun on the horizon is like blood, and the sunset shines on the isolated island.
Taoist Lu Cheng's Taoist uniform was swaying, his hands were flying, and his magic power gathered into bright brilliance. He faced four enemies who came together:
Luo Chen was wearing a fiery red Taoist robe, with several dark red orbs floating beside him. He quickly formed seals with his hands, and fiery red runes were His whole body condensed, and as the spiritual light spread from his palm, these symbols turned into blazing flames, and finally condensed into a magic flame phoenix.
Although the Taoist secret method of mimicry is not a true spiritual fire phoenix, it is powerful enough. If the monks have mastered the magic weapon to the extreme, flying swords can turn into dragons, and magic beads can turn into phoenixes, their real power may not be inferior to that of a real heavenly dragon. The power of the true phoenix.
As Luo Chen’s junior brother, Jia Shunan, the Nascent Soul cultivator of Demon Flame Valley, slowly raised his hand and played the jade flute, guiding the surrounding vitality of heaven and earth with the crisp flute sound, forming a series of sound waves. These sound waves floated in the air Jumping, it suddenly turned into thousands of extremely sharp blades, shooting towards the enemy in front of it.
Wind is a different attribute of wood, just like thunder is to metal, fire is to fire, ice is to water, so wind helps fire, and fire helps wind.
Pang Huiyun is a female cultivator from the Palace of Demonic Beasts. She is gorgeously dressed and has long flowing hair. With her spells and soft drink, several spirit insect bags fly into the air, and suddenly a large group of golden flying insects rise up. It started to gather like thick fog, and when it flew away, the sound of flapping wings filled the sky became the only sound between heaven and earth.
Chai Hong of the Tiansha Sect forced himself to hold up a mouthful of magic power. He moved his hands quickly, and black air currents rose up from the ground, forming a huge storm. , moving towards the landing city, devouring all obstacles in front of it.
Looking down from the sky, the five people present were all in the realm of Nascent Soul. The aftermath of the sword fight between the five of them made the earth on the island tremble, and the birds and beasts scattered in fright.
Lu Cheng's expression was solemn, and he devoted himself wholeheartedly to this battle. He used everything he could use, such as the Xuanyin Flying Sword, the Phantom Demon Flag, the Qijue Demon Banner, and the Underworld Demon, to the extreme.
Xuan Yin's flying sword pierced the sky, each sword carrying the sound of cold wind, as if it was going to cut the world in half.
Luo Chen hummed in his mouth, and used magic weapons to add magic skills to make secrets with both hands. Hot flames spurted out from his fingertips, turning into fire dragons, circling and flying in the air, and Lu Cheng's The sword energy collided, making a deafening roar.
Jia Shunan held out a small dark red flag, activated his magic power, and input it into the small dark red flag. A spiritual light suddenly appeared on the flag, and a flaming demon more than three feet high jumped out from it. The cow then ran violently and rushed forward, causing the surrounding trees to sway and the grass to fly.
Pang Huiyun's mana spread like a tide, mixing the vitality of heaven and earth into the shadows of countless beasts surrounding her, forming powerful defenses.
The last one is Chai Hong, but his mana consumption is relatively large. There are not many changes at this moment, and he mainly focuses on defense.
With one against three, the Taoist robe was soaked with sweat, but Lu Cheng's expression remained calm and calm, and there was a gleaming fire in his eyes. His body flickered in and out, like a ghost, shuttled between the magic weapons, every time The repeated appearances and changes, the fierceness of the attacks, the precise timing of the fighter opportunities, and the changes in the use of various methods, defused the opponent's offensive every time, and even forced the enemy to retreat slightly.
As time goes by, the spiritual consciousness and mana are consumed. At this moment, four more escaping lights suddenly fly past in the distance from the sky. Sensing this, the four people in Luochen all trembled slightly. stagnation.
Any situation can happen on the battlefield. If these four people are the reinforcements of the monks from the southern region, the battle is certain, but if they are the reinforcements of the monks from the northern region...
Lu Cheng also sensed the power of these four spiritual consciousnesses that quickly arrived, and they were four more Nascent Soul cultivators.
In this world, the Nascent Soul cultivator seemed to have suddenly become worthless. However, Lu Cheng remained unfazed and still fought back fiercely, even regaining some of the situation.
"Friend Tie Xiao, we are here to help you!"
Immediately afterwards, there were swords and flying talismans, knocking them down one step ahead of them.
"Alas... I can't succeed, it's fate. Retreat. It's impossible for us to kill all the Nascent Soul cultivators on this island before the formation rises again."
Although there was pressure from Yin Biling behind him, Huimo Luochen quickly judged the situation and made the right decision.
What is here today is all his own strength. If it is completely lost here, it will not matter if he takes Kunzi Island, not to mention that it is obviously impossible to take it today.
“It turns out to be fellow Taoists on Cangyun Island. On the battlefield, my mana has been consumed too much, so I really can’t be polite. Thank you all fellow Taoists for coming to help.”
"As for fellow railway fellows, fellow fellow Taoists can't fall behind with one enemy against four. I'm going to go to Wangchuan." Ze was so impressed.”
Actually, Lu Cheng was not at a disadvantage just now. He was almost forced into a dead end by Luo Chen and the four of them, but Lu Cheng was confident that he could hold off Yi Zhu Xiang. , when the formation of One Yuan and Four Elephants rises again, it seems to be in danger but not in danger, and it seems to be dead but in fact it is immortal.
Wang Chuanze's words were a sign of goodwill to Lu Cheng. It was obvious that he really wanted to make friends with the Taoist in front of him.
Although Lu Cheng was aware of it at this time, he really had no time to pay attention to it. He cupped his hand, then turned into a sword and left suddenly.
The four Nascent Soul monks headed by Wang Chuanze did not think it was strange. They only thought that this Taoist friend with magical powers had exhausted too much mana or even suffered internal injuries, and they were eager to nurse him back to health.
At the same time, the teleportation circle was on Kunzi Island.
“Who?”
Lin Qinghan, who had always been alert, suddenly reprimanded. At the same time, the other four Jindan Daoist people who defended the teleportation array with her almost launched their flying swords at the same time.
No one can get even half a step closer to the teleportation array without the permission of the three ancestors. Anyone who dares to disobey will be killed without mercy!
In the darkness, an old Taoist man walked out slowly.
(End of this chapter)