The four-similar poison array formed by the four people of the Poison Saint Sect collapsed instantly, and the disciple with the weakest cultivation level bleeded in his seven orifices, turning into a pool of fishy blood.
"It's now!"
Hua Tianqi suddenly pulled open his collar and a Hydra tattoo appeared on his chest.
The giant python condensed from poisonous mist tightly wrapped around the Ghost King's neck, and the snake's teeth pierced into the eye sockets of the old man's face.
When the Ghost King was relieved, half of the bronze chain fell off from its mouth, and when it landed, it actually smashed the space into a spider-web-like crack.
The light burst out from the ancient demon's eyes, and the black small sword turned into a dragon to hold the chain.
The moment the sword body touched the chain, the entire Demon-Suppressing Tower vibrated violently, and the starry light was cast under the hanging top of the tower.
The magic sealing array diagram of the seventh level dome began to collapse, and countless ghosts surged out of the cracks, but they were wiped out after touching the light of the stars.
In a critical moment, the seventh uncle of the Ye family waved the bronze sword and slashed at the ancient demon, but was stopped by a silver-haired woman who suddenly appeared.
The woman's eyes are like the moon, and her nine fox tails are stretched. She is actually the Yin Moon who forcibly breaks through the space ban.
Taking advantage of the melee of everyone, the big-headed monster bit the tip of his tongue and spewed out his natal essence and blood.
The bronze compass absorbed the essence and blood and turned into a three-legged golden crow phantom, carrying the two of the Ye family to the depths of the spiral stairs.
The fluctuations in the space coming from below became increasingly intense. On the eighth floor, half of the bronze tripod ears were emitting a heart-wrenching breath.
Hua Tianqi was wearing a green scale robe and stood tall in the cold wind.
He slowly raised his hand, pinched his skills and cast the spell, and saw seventy-two Netherworld lamps gathered above his head to form a star formation map.
The faint green fire light shone in front of us, revealing three broken bronze puppets.
It was a tower guard carefully refined by Tianji Pavilion three hundred years ago. At this moment, scarlet ghost fire was pounding in his eyes.
"Senior Brother Hua, this is a soul-catching puppet!"
Behind him, the fourth junior brother, Old Man Kuzhu, heard anxiously shouting.
As soon as he finished speaking, the three puppets suddenly opened their fangs, and the smelly corpse poison mixed with the evil spirit came to his face.
"Form the Four Symbol Formation!"
Hua Tianqi made a quick decision, bite the tip of his tongue, and sprayed his blood on the Ten Thousand Poison Banner in his hand.
The dark green banner instantly unfolded three feet long, and the poisonous fog condensed into four hideous beasts.
The blue dragon swung its tail and shattered the puppet on the left.
The white tiger claws tear open the chest cavity in the middle, but when it touches the core, it bursts with a dazzling red light.
The shattered puppet remains suddenly turned into blood mist, condensed into the true body of the ghost king with three heads and six arms in the air.
Hua Tianqi's pupils suddenly shrank, which was clearly the "blood evil transformation" technique that can be used by ghost cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage.
The Ghost King formed seals at the same time with six palms. In an instant, dense faces of resentful spirits appeared on the ground of the entire tower.
"When will the Ye family still need to watch the show?"
Hua Tianqi suddenly turned to the shadow in the southeast corner, and a brilliant green light shot out from his hands.
With the ripples in the void, three figures appeared.
The huge skull above Ye Yuesheng's head was suspended in the sky, followed by the ancient demon holding the Heavenly Demon Mirror, and countless shadows of evil ghosts were reflected in the mirror.
"Fellow Daoist Hua's Jiuyou Po Fei's eye is becoming more and more exquisite."
Ye Yuesheng smiled coldly, and the Seven Killing Sword Formation above his head exuded a stern sword energy.
"However, just because the four middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivators dared to break into the Demon-Suppressing Tower, is the Poison Saint Sect so bold now?"
At this time, the Ghost King let out a deafening roar, and waves of blood were waving his six arms.
Hua Tianqi glanced at the corner of his eyes and found half of the white bones sliding down from the ancient demon sleeve.
This is clearly the remains of the guardian of the sixth floor of the Demon-Suppressing Tower.
In an instant, he realized the conspiracy of the Ye family.
They deliberately triggered the ban to release the Ghost King, aiming to kill people with a knife!
"The universe is reversed!"
Hua Tianqi shouted loudly, and the four elders of the Poison Saint Sect crushed the jade talisman on their waists at the same time.
The space fluctuated like water waves, and the figures of the four people suddenly disappeared.
The blood wave of the Ghost King pounced on the air, but instead rushed towards the three Ye family members.
When the Seven Killing Sword Formation collided with the Blood Wave, a five-color crystal stone flew out from Hua Tianqi's sleeve.
In an instant, the crystal stone grew when it touched the ground, turning into a hundred-foot crystal wall across the tower layer. The five elements of the wall flowed, and the space was actually split.
"The Five Elements Wall of Sumeru?"
Ye Yuesheng was shocked and angry, accompanied by the roar of the Qi Killing sword energy slashing the crystal wall violently.
Although the forced activation of the space transfer talisman had hurt his heart, Hua Tianqi still smiled coldly.
The five-colored glow on the crystal wall is devouring the sword energy, which is exactly the characteristic of the treasure of the Sumeru Sect.
In the dark corridor, green flames lit up in Hua Tianqi's palm.
The firelight reflected the mottled ancient inscriptions on the walls, and the twisted symbols gradually coincided with the records of the jade slip in his arms.
"The remnants of the ancestor who had rubbed the eighth-layer gilded wall."
His fingertips stroked a mark that looked like a dragon's tail, and memories from three hundred years ago suddenly surged.
At that time, he was still at the peak of the Golden Pill, fighting with the Thousand-Year Poison Dragon at the bottom of the Poison Dragon Pond for three days and three nights.
The curse of the poisonous dragon before his death penetrated into the bone marrow. If the master had not suppressed it with his natal Gu, he would have already turned into a pool of poisonous blood.
But the scorching heat from the poisoned dragon ball in your arms clearly resonated with somewhere at the bottom of the tower.
"Senior brother, your hand!"
Junior Sister Qingluo suddenly exclaimed.
Hua Tianqi lowered his head and found that there were fine dragon scale patterns under the skin of his right hand, which was a sign of the onset of the poisonous dragon curse.
He suddenly held the poisonous dragon ball in his hand, and the black air hovering in the green beads suddenly became restless.
The pearl light actually reflected the phantom of half a bronze door at the end of the passage.
On the other side of the crystal wall, the ancient demon's heavenly demon mirror has sucked the blood waves.
The figures of the Poison Saint Sect traveling through space appeared in the mirror.
Ye Yuesheng stared at the image in the mirror, and a strange smile suddenly cracked on his huge head:
"Brother Chen, it's time to release that thing."
The ancient demon slid out of his sleeve a pitch-black jade slip, and his body was wrapped around nine blood-colored seals.
When he crushed the third seal, the entire demon-suppressing tower suddenly trembled, and countless ancient bans whine at the verge of collapse.
Deep in the eighth level, some kind of sleeping for thousands of years opened her eyes.
Thirty-six stone statues on the Baiyu Square suddenly shone with faint light.
Chen Yun's green robe sounded in the agitation of spiritual pressure.
He looked at the seven gold-plated spears floating behind the young man surnamed Xu, and each spear was filled with a dragon relief.
It is the seven dragon-slaying sword that has been passed down for three thousand years in the Tawu clan.
The Qionglong Ge Formation deployed by fellow Daoist Xu is quite similar to the sword formation laid below.
Chen held the spirit beast bag on his waist with his left palm, and quietly formed a sword technique with his right hand. The seventy-two green bamboo bee cloud swords in his sleeve trembled slightly in the thunder pattern.
The evil-proof divine thunder wrapped around the sword body has accumulated the power of the ninth level of heaven.
Ge Tianhao took a step forward suddenly, and three Yin Luo Banners formed a triangle formation above his head.
The face of the Nine Nether Ghosts appeared on the banner, and opened their mouths and spit out the dark black ghost energy.
This ghost energy condensed into three hundred-foot-meter-old snakes, winding on the white jade ground, leaving traces of burnt black. "Fellow Daoist Chen knows that in order to refine these three main banners, Yinluo Sect sacrificed seven mortal kingdoms."
The young man surnamed Xu slashed his fingertips across Ge Feng, and a drop of blood sank into the dragon's eyes.
"If you get the Taoist fellow Yuanying into the banner today, you will be able to achieve the appearance of the ten thousand ghosts celebrating the sect."
Lin Yinping raised his sleeves lightly, and nine silver rings flew out from his white wrists, outlining the star-track totem of the Tianlan Temple in the void.
When the seventh silver ring was embedded in the array eye, the entire white jade square suddenly shook, and the stone statue on the altar opened the jade eyes.
Chen Yun's pupils shrank slightly.
The giant blades in the hands of those stone statues lit up blood-colored inscriptions, which were obviously unique to the ancient war puppets.
The blue bricks under his feet suddenly cracked the spider-web-like slits, and seventy-two golden chains broke out of the ground.
This is the Dragon Stripping Formation in Tianlan Temple!
"Get up!" The young man surnamed Xu shouted loudly.
The seven golden swords instantly turned into seven meteors, and each golden light had a dragon's phantom spreading its teeth and claws.
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The sound of dragon roars made the ancient trees around the square break in the waist, and the fallen leaves in the sky were tangled into powder by the spear before they even landed.
The sword formations appeared in Chen Yun's sleeves, and the green sword light formed a Bagua formation diagram.
The evil-proof divine thunder wandered among the hexagrams, colliding with the shadow of the golden dragon to create thousands of lightning fire.
Suddenly, the sound of breaking through the air came from behind his ears. It turned out that three Nether snakes had penetrated the thunder net, and their fangs were only three inches away from the back of his neck!
At this critical moment, the spiritual beast bag on Chen Yun's waist automatically flew up. The golden light at the pocket was full of energy, and hundreds of six-winged frostipedes emerged from the nest.
The cold mist spewed by these ancient strange insects instantly freezes the Nether Snake, and ice crystals form on the surface of Ge Tianhao's Yinluo Banner.
"Six-winged Frostipede?" Lin Yinping exclaimed in surprise.
The silver ring array in her hand suddenly turned, and nine star rays turned into light to cover the insect group.
However, mysterious runes appeared on the frostipede's back armor. When the light prick touched the insect's body, it melted like spring snow.
The face of the young man surnamed Xu changed suddenly, and the seven golden swords suddenly merged into one.
A hundred-foot golden dragon rose into the air, and the dragon claws tear open a corner of the sword formation.
Chen Yun's throat was fishy and sweet, blood was leaking from the corners of his mouth, but a trace of sperm flashed in his eyes.
All he was waiting for was the moment when the other party tried his best to activate his natal magic weapon!
A small bronze tripod suddenly flew out of his sleeve, and the inscription on the body of the tripod resonated with the mysterious patterns on the giant blade of the stone statue.
The Xutian Ding was hanging high in the air, and the mouth of the Ding was spewing a chaotic aura.
The phantom of the golden dragon was tightly entangled by the chaotic aura, making a burst of painful roars, and a fine crack appeared in the body of the golden god.
"How could the Holy Cauldron..."
The silver ring array arranged by Lin Yinping suddenly became disordered.
She looked at the star patterns on the Xutian Cauldron in disbelief. It was the Zhoutian Star Map that had been lost for thousands of years in the temple!
Ge Tianhao took the opportunity to sacrifice his natal corpse puppet, and three silver corpses broke through the ground and attacked Chen Yun's dantian.
However, Chen Yuntian Linggai's green light suddenly appeared, and the second Yuanying hid out of his body with the Blood Demon Sword in his hand. Wherever the sword light flashed, all the silver corpses were cut in half.
At the same time, a pitch-black banner flew out from Chen Yun's sleeve. The moment the banner unfolded, the entire square fell into endless darkness.
"Not good! It's the Netherworld of Guiluo Banner..."
The young man surnamed Xu just issued a warning and his words came to an abrupt end.
The sound of Sanskrit sounds in the darkness, and eighty-one golden lotus blooms in the void.
When the light reappeared, everyone was shocked to see that Chen Yun was standing at the highest point of the altar and had an additional jade key carved with mysterious patterns in his hand.
The stone statues on the altar suddenly turned around collectively, and the target of the giant blade was no longer Chen Yun, but Tian Lan and others.
A bloody array map appeared on the white jade ground, and the golden chains of trapped dragons actually wrapped around the seven golden spears of the young man surnamed Xu.
Thank you for helping me unlock the Immortal Killing Lock. Chen Yun wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and gently flicked the jade key with his fingertips.
Twelve bronze pillars rose around the square, and a blue flame was suspended at the top of each pillar.
This is the legendary ancient blue flame, which can incinerate the power of the Nascent Soul.
The young man surnamed Xu stared at the teleportation array pattern that gradually lit up under Chen Yun's feet and said sternly:
"You knew that this was the entrance to the side hall of Xutian Palace!"
"Does Fellow Daoist Xu know that I got more than half of the picture of the silence of the sky twenty years ago?"
As the teleportation light flashed, Chen Yun's figure gradually blurred.
He continued, "For today's game, thank you for your Xuanyin ghost energy - only the power of the Supreme Yin can activate the Immortal Killing Array Eye."
As the words dissipated, the blue flame on the bronze pillar turned into a fire dragon and rushed towards everyone.
Lin Yinping's silver ring array instantly shattered, and Ge Tianhao's Yinluo Banner curled and charred in the fire.
The young man surnamed Xu laughed furiously, and the broken golden sword suddenly burst into a golden rain, tearing a gap in the fire dragon...
In an underground palace thousands of miles away, Chen Yun staggered out of the teleportation array.
The jade key in his hand had turned into powder, and the frostipedes in his sleeves fell asleep.
The second Yuanying suddenly groaned, and fine cracks appeared on the Blood Demon Sword.
"The late stage of the Nascent Soul is indeed extraordinary..."
Chen Yun stared at the murals in the underground palace, and the face of the monk holding the tripod in the painting was somewhat similar to his own.
As his eyes turned to the astrological map in the corner of the mural, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
That is obviously the place where the next Xutian image is located.
The sound of chains breaking from the depths of the underground palace, and a more terrifying aura than the late stage of the Nascent Soul was awakening.
Chen Yun swallowed a few pills helplessly, and the Qingzhu Fengyun Sword Formation activated again.
This time, the sword light was surrounded by the evil-proof divine thunder, but the chaotic aura that overflowed from the Xutian Cauldron...
The young man surnamed Xu had his fingers like a sword, and seven broken golden spells drew bloody talismans in the void.
As soon as these talismans touched the ban on Kunwu Mountain, the entire white jade steps seemed to come alive, and green-faced and fanged grimaces appeared on each step.
"Immortal Devouring Ghost Level!"
Lin Yinping screamed before he could stop, and the five-color peacock rushing in front suddenly let out a miserable whine.
The stone steps under its claws cracked the bloody mouth, and the scarlet tongue tightly curled the peacock's tail feathers, and the colorful feathers quickly faded into grayish white.
Ge Tianhao hurriedly made a gesture to recall the spirit beast, but saw that the swallowed tail feather had turned into a stone sculpture.
When the peacock stumbled back, blood oozed out of the corner of the grimace on the stone steps - these ancient bans were actually devouring the spirit of living beings!
Chen Yun's thunder escape appeared a hundred feet away, and golden ripples appeared at the light point of his toes.
The Xutian Cauldron was hanging above his head at some point, and the chaotic aura fell like a curtain, isolating the suction power of the Immortal Devouring Ghost Level.
Half of the burnt yellow curls slipped out from his sleeve, and the star map on it echoed the glow somewhere on the top of the mountain.
"It's true."
Chen Yun's eyes surged.
The image of the remaining Xutian that he obtained in the Chaos Star Sea twenty years ago is now resonating with something deep in Kunwu Palace.
The inscription on the body of the tripod suddenly floated in the air, and a hidden light path reflected on both sides of the stone steps.
The sound of space tearing came from behind, and the young man surnamed Xu actually sacrificed a bronze bell.
The nine holes of the bell body sprayed out bleeding mist at the same time. The fairy-eating ghost faces closed their mouths after touching the blood mist, and a scarlet passage was dyed out of the white jade steps.
"Jiuyou Soul-Surveying Bell!"
Chen Yun's heart was slightly shocked. (This chapter ends)