Yuan Tianzun

  Chapter 280 Slaying the Immortal from Heaven with a Sword

   "Okay, Huo Yan, I know about this."

"Perhaps your original intention is not like this, but as long as 'Xiashan Wuyuan' passes the blood refining seed review, your credit will be distributed." The middle-aged man in purple robe said: "At that time, what you want to do is entirely up to you. "

   "I don't care about the life and death of Qi and Wu Yuan."

"However, if I can pass the review, I will make a contribution in front of Shangxian. I will remember this favor." The middle-aged man in purple robe looked down at Master Huoyan: "In the future, if you want me to do a little favor, just ask .”

   "Only one point."

   "Now, don't think about killing Wu Yuan, you can only pray that he will die in the blood training." The middle-aged man in purple robe said lightly.

   "This subordinate understands." Master Huo Yan bowed his head and said respectfully.

  He was aware of this point, and when he decided to submit to the Dharma protector, he knew that it was impossible to kill Wu Yuan directly.

  The protector doesn't care about Wu Yuan's life or death.

   But he cares about the number of blood refining seeds. If he can help Shangxian solve this problem, it will be a great contribution.

   "Go down." The middle-aged man in purple robe waved.

   Master Huo Yan didn't dare to delay any longer, and left quickly.

  Watching Master Huoyan go away, the middle-aged man in purple robe showed a smile: "It's really a turn of events."

   "It's such a good thing that such a credit falls on my head."

  Thinking.

  The middle-aged man in the purple robe waved his hand, and a projection of a light curtain emerged, which was the scene of the battle between Wu Yuan and Huo Yanzong's army just now.

  The middle-aged man in the purple robe watched silently, repeatedly confirming.

   "What an incredible genius, with a spiritual body and combat power comparable to the fifth or sixth level of the Zifu?" The middle-aged man in purple robe was secretly shocked.

  Among the official members of the Chiyue branch of the Blood Refining Demon Palace, if the real Huoyan is at the bottom,

  Then, the middle-aged man in the purple robe belongs to a certain status, with a high degree of freedom and a high vision.

   He understood how rare such geniuses were.

"At least, among the millions of golden elixir disciples that my Chiyue branch has cultivated in the past hundred years, I am afraid that none of them are so powerful." The middle-aged man in the purple robe exclaimed secretly: "The blood refining seeds? Become the blood refining of the first-level branch Seeds are more than enough."

  He told Master Huoyan that he only hoped to become a first-level branch of blood refining seeds.

   It was purely to deceive the real Huoyan.

   "Don't lie to him, the future may be trouble." The middle-aged man in purple robe smiled, with a trace of desire in his eyes: "I only hope."

   "This Wu Yuan can successfully pass the audit, and become the seed of the first-level branch of blood refining, and even - the blood refining is king!"

   Blood refinement is king, that is a legend!

  In the Chiyue Branch of the Blood Refining Demon Palace, no Jindan genius has won this honor for a long time, and the middle-aged man in the purple robe only thought about it for a while.

  Did not dare to hope that Wu Yuan could really do it.

   Too difficult.

   "At least, you have to live for blood refining, don't fall into it." The middle-aged man in the purple robe secretly said: "Once you fall, everything will cease."

   "Once I fall, as a superior, I will get millions of credits at most."

   "If I have not fallen, survived the blood refining, and become a **** in time, I can definitely get hundreds of millions of credits or even more."

  Just thinking about it, the heart of the middle-aged man in purple robe trembles.

   Hundreds of millions of credits?

  If you use source crystals to exchange, it will cost tens of billions of source crystals. This is definitely a wealth that makes most Taoist alchemists crazy about it.

   can be compared to some weaker distracted immortals in wealth.

   This is the Blood Alchemy Demon Palace, with clear rewards and punishments.

  Of course, the middle-aged man in Zipao only dared to think about it for a while. He understood that even if Wu Yuan lived to practice blood, the hope of becoming an immortal was very slim, and how long would it take?

  He himself may not be able to live until that day.

   "At least, as long as you submit and pass the review, you will get millions of credits." The middle-aged man in purple robe grinned.

  Millions of credits, worth hundreds of millions of source crystals!

   Just such a sum of wealth is enough to make him relatively rich among Taoist priests.

"Um."

   "In the future, once Wu Yuan comes out alive, find a difficult trial task and let Huo Yan go to die, it will be regarded as a favor to Wu Yuan." Another thought flashed in the heart of the middle-aged man in purple robe.

  Nian Huo Yanzhen's affection?

  Help him?

  These rhetoric are just to deal with the other party. From the beginning to the end, the middle-aged man in purple robe only thinks of his own interests.

   "Let's go to see Shangxian." Thinking of this, the middle-aged man in purple robe didn't dare to hesitate any longer.

   With a movement of his body, he flew out of his palace.

   Come out to the depths of the palace complex.

  This area looks like a group of palaces, but in fact, there are overlapping time and space in it, as if many small worlds converge.

  As a Void Refining Realm, his status is not bad.

  Holding the token, the road was unimpeded. For a quarter of an hour, he passed through many palaces and came to a majestic palace.

   Around the palace.

   There are guarded by puppet armored soldiers with powerful aura. These armored soldiers have cold eyes, sweeping around.

  Suddenly.

   "Stop, stop!"

   "Stop." These armored guards began to roar, and waved their weapons directly, as if they had encountered an enemy.

   "Rao Jin, there is a big happy event to report to the immortal, and I hope to pass it on." The middle-aged man in purple robe said calmly and respectfully.

   He has seen this happen many times.

   also know the temperament of these puppet soldiers.

  These puppet armored soldiers looked at each other, and the commander of the armored soldiers roared: "Rao Jin, protect the law, wait a moment."

  If Zi Mansion came here, he would have been expelled long ago.

   But, Guardian?

  It is still a Dharma protector that Shangxian quite trusts, or if there is a big happy event, he is naturally qualified to let them, the armored soldiers, report.

soon.

   The two armored soldiers who entered the palace quickly flew out.

   "Om~" An invisible force shrouded, making the surroundings of this majestic palace seem to be isolated from the outside world.

  Boom~

  The gate of the palace was opened, the light was dim, and the interior could not be seen clearly.

   "Rao Jin, tell me, you have some great event to report to me." An indifferent and distant voice came from inside the palace.

   And this voice seemed to resound in the heart of the middle-aged man in purple robe, making him involuntarily have the idea of ​​surrender.

   It also made the middle-aged man in purple robe feel more awed.

"Report to the Shangxian." The middle-aged man in the purple robe knelt down on the ground, and said in a low voice: "I just confirmed the news that in the Xiashan world ruled by the Shangxian, a peerless genius was born. At the spiritual level, his combat power can be compared to the fifth and sixth levels of the Zifu, and his talent can definitely become a blood refining seed..."

  He was about to go into detail.

   "His name is Wu Yuan?" This indifferent voice interrupted him suddenly.

  The middle-aged man in the purple robe, Rao Jin, couldn't help being stunned.

  How did Shangxian know?

   "Really?" There was a trace of displeasure in Shangxian's indifferent voice.

   "Yes." The middle-aged man in the purple robe bowed his head.

"You don't need to report. Two days ago, Protector Xiong Yuan reported Wu Yuan's general information, and added some important information just now." An indifferent voice came from the palace: "He is working hard to communicate with Wu Yuan. Get in touch and carry out talent verification, you don't need to intervene."

  The middle-aged man in the purple robe is covered!

  Two days ago?

   Being preempted by others? But how is this possible? There is only one official member of the Demon Palace in Xiashan World.

   Could it be that Master Huoyan passed the news to other guardians? Possibly small.

  In an instant, many thoughts flashed through the mind of the middle-aged man in purple robe.

  Suddenly, he thought of a possibility.

   "Did you hear that?" There was a trace of coldness in the indifferent voice, and he said coldly: "Also, don't stop Xiong Yuan's actions, do you understand?"

   "Yes." The middle-aged man in purple robe came to his senses and responded respectfully.

   It's just that his eyes were full of unwillingness when he lowered his head.

  Great credit for getting it.

   Fly like this?

  Before ten breaths, he was still thinking about how to improve his strength once the time came to millions of credits.

   But now, everything is empty.

   "Is there anything else?"

   "If you have nothing to do, go down first." The indifferent voice sounded again: "Next time, if you want to relieve my worries, do more homework."

   "Yes." The middle-aged man in purple robe gritted his teeth.

  He knew that what happened today had made Shangxian somewhat dissatisfied.

  In the eyes of Shangxian, this is a deliberate attempt to steal credit.

  The middle-aged man in the purple robe saluted respectfully and left quickly.

   returned to his palace.

   "Damn Xiong Yuan, how dare you take credit for me?" The middle-aged man in purple robe stood in the hall, the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became.

   Not only did he fail to get credit, but he also made Shangxian dissatisfied with himself.

   "No! You can't blame Kumahara!"

   "Damn Huo Yan, he got the news early tomorrow, why didn't he tell me sooner?" The middle-aged man in purple robe became more and more angry.

  Looking for Kumahara?

  In terms of strength, the other party is even better. He is a powerful body refiner. In terms of status, he is even higher. He is still making great contributions in front of Shangxian.

  He couldn't help the other party.

  The only person I can hate is Master Huoyan.

   Whoosh!

  The middle-aged man in the purple robe left the palace in a blink of an eye, and went directly to the residence of Master Huoyan.

  …In the small courtyard of Huoyan’s residence.

   "Reporting is the last resort. There is no other way." Master Huo Yan was bowing his head, thinking silently, full of unwillingness.

  If there is hope, he does not want Wu Yuan to enter the blood training at all.

right!

  Blood refining is very scary, and the probability of falling is extremely high.

   But everything has advantages and disadvantages, and blood training is also an excellent place for sharpening.

  Many geniuses like Hengyang Immortal Realm will enter the battle of blood refinement to sharpen themselves.

   And Huoyan real person.

  Back then, he fought his way out of blood refining, and just now he soared to the sky and became a full-fledged member of the Demon Palace and the number one strongest person in the Xiashan world.

   It’s just, the First World War in the South China Sea.

  The terrifying strength that Wu Yuan erupted broke all his fantasies.

   "Damn."

  The more Master Huoyan thought about it, the more helpless he became, and he sighed secretly: "If I had known that Wu Yuan's strength was so heaven-defying, there would be no need to force him."

   It's just, how could he think of it.

  How could such a peerless monster be born in such a small Xiashan?

  In his prediction, Wu Yuan's talent can only be considered good, and it is destined to become an obstacle for him to obtain Xiashan's faith.

   "Forget it."

   "I can only pray, he can't get out of the blood training alive." Master Huo Yan secretly said, with a trace of desire in his eyes: "In that case, after I submit the report, I will receive a lot of credit and can directly become the commander of Xiashan."

  He was fantasizing.

   "Huo Yan! You did a good job!"

  A sound of fury suddenly resounded, followed by a purple-robed figure appearing in the palace with a 'swish' sound.

   It is 'Rao Jin Protector'.

   "Guardian?" Daoist Huo Yan was stunned, looking at him because he didn't understand.

   "啪~"

  The middle-aged man in the purple robe slapped him with a slap. The speed was so terrible that Huo Yan couldn't react at all, and he slapped him in the face instantly.

  The terrifying force caused Huoyan Daoist to fly away, hitting the huge pillar like a meteor.

   "Boom~" then fell heavily to the ground.

   "Guardian?" Daoist Huoyan was already confused, but he sensed the anger of the middle-aged man in purple robe, resisting the pain in his body, stood up and said in a low voice: "I don't know what mistake Huoyan made, but I hope the guardian will show me."

   "Hint? Show your mother!" The middle-aged man in the purple robe roared, and slapped hard again.

   "啪~"

   Another slap, Huo Yan was sent flying and landed heavily, half of his face was **** and **** from this slap.

   This is just a flesh injury, and it is nothing to Zifu Master.

   But Huo Yan was terrified in his heart.

  He had never seen Guardian Rao Jin so angry.

"If you reported Wu Yuan's matter at the first time, would you be preempted by that **** Xiong Yuan? Would you make the **** dissatisfied with me?" The middle-aged man in the purple robe roared, and the roar echoed in the hall, and he stared at him intently. Master Huoyan: "You really deserve to die."

   "You have cost me too much."

  Reverend Huo Yan was hesitating in his heart, his thinking was running, and he had basically figured out the cause and effect.

   Just wanted to explain.

   "Five years later, you, go to the battlefield of the 'Blood Mountain Plane'." The middle-aged man in the purple robe said coldly: "I don't want to see you again, get out of here."

   Say it!

  Boom! The middle-aged man in the purple robe turned and left, leaving behind the real Huoyan who was covered in blood and looked extremely miserable.

   In his mind, the roar of the middle-aged man in purple robe still echoed.

   I remember the last sentence of the other party even more.

   "Blood Mountain Plane? According to legend, the entire Qingling world, the most terrifying battlefield of immortals and demons?" Daoist Huo Yan's heart trembled.

"what to do?"

   "What should I do?" Daoist Huo Yan panicked. In terms of strength, he is extremely powerful in the Zifu Realm.

  Can the battlefield of immortals and demons?

   Entering the Purple Mansion is just cannon fodder!

   Those who can survive, none of the ten will survive, which is not much easier than blood training.

"Why?"

   "How did you get to this point?" Daoist Huoyan sat on the ground weakly, his eyes were bloodshot, full of pain.

  He has struggled all the way to get where he is today.

  In order to seek the position of "Commander of Xiashan", he has gone through hardships and completed many dangerous tasks, and he is not far from success.

  But in one day, he will be thrown to the plane battlefield.

   Suddenly.

   "I can't give up, there is still a chance, there is still a chance." Huo Yanren muttered to himself, trying to calm himself down.

  …

  Blood Refining Wonderland, in a relatively large palace, a grand banquet is being held here.

"OK!"

   "This time, it is all thanks to you, Long Yuan, to get the reward of the immortal." An extremely burly man sat on the main seat

   On the table in front of him, there was a large amount of meat, which looked extremely bold.

   "They are all Dharma protectors. Only by giving good advice on weekdays can I have a chance." The middle-aged man in black robe accompanied him with a smile.

  It is the humanoid incarnation of Long Taoist.

  Although he couldn't join the Blood Refining Demon Palace, as a real person in the Zifu, he was also considered a peripheral member, and he still had some authority in the Demon Palace.

  In order to fight against Master Huoyan, over the years, he has secretly turned to a guardian of the magic palace, and he has also made many friends in the purple mansion and mountain rivers of the magic palace.

certainly.

   Among the many purple mansions and mountains and rivers under Xiong Yuan's guardianship, Long Taoist can only be regarded as a very inconspicuous one.

   And this time, he seized the opportunity.

  He came to Zhongtu for the first time, and after initially sensing Wu Yuan's strength, he chose to report Wu Yuan's news.

   He bet.

   That is, the real Huo Yan will not report.

   And when Wu Yuan fought against Huo Yanzong's army, he immediately supplemented the information to Protector Xiong Yuan through Blood Refining Wonderland.

   "You did a good job." Protector Xiong Yuan smiled and said, "When Wu Yuan's review is passed, it will be your credit, and it will be distributed immediately."

"in addition."

   "For such a great contribution, I will use my quota to list you as a full member of the Demon Palace." Protector Xiongyuan laughed.

  He knows what the Dragon Taoist wants.

   "Thank you, Guardian." Daoist Long's eyes lit up. He sought for a thousand years, and that was exactly what he was looking for.

  If trapped in Xiashan World, thousands of years later, there will be no hope.

   Only by leaving Xiashan and truly entering the magic palace can we find various opportunities.

  Just like in Xiashan World back then, Long Taoist was just the first batch of inconspicuous ones who were born in the Golden Core Realm and Spiritual Body Realm.

   But by taking risks and wandering without fear of death, he has won many opportunities.

   Add some luck.

  He eventually became the Mountain and River Realm.

   "Shangxian gave me plenty of time, one month." Protector Xiong Yuan said, "So, I don't want to force Wu Yuan. Once he, a peerless genius, survives the blood training."

   "He is destined to soar into the sky, and he will occupy a high position in the Demon Palace in the future. Offending him will do us no good."

   Taoist Long nodded slightly.

  He thought so too.

   "I'll give you ten days to persuade Wu Yuan to come to see me."

   "Tell him, as long as he is willing to become a blood refining seed, I will try my best to satisfy his request." Protector Xiongyuan grinned and said, "At the same time, we also want to lure him for profit, understand?"

"Um."

  Daoist Long nodded and said, "This subordinate understands."

  Guardian Xiong Yuan nodded, he knew that Taoist Long was very shrewd, although his cultivation talent was not high, he did a good job.

"certainly."

   "Don't blindly compromise." Protector Xiong Yuan said in a low voice: "If he really doesn't want to listen to persuasion, if necessary, let him understand that he has no choice."

"Um."

  Daoist Long said respectfully: "Wu Yuan has obsessions and weaknesses. I believe he will recognize the reality."

   "That's good." Protector Xiongyuan nodded in satisfaction.

   "Come on, keep drinking!"

  …

   Summerhill World, Middle Earth.

  Wu Yuan didn't know anything about what happened in the Blood Demon Palace.

  He has rushed back to Yunjing City as soon as possible.

  First hand over the seven Jindan beginners and the six hundred Qi Sea Realm to Fang Xia, Shan Mo, and Hai Feizhang to take care of them.

  Ban Qihai one by one!

   Although Wu Yuan's body-refining deity can't use the sea of ​​qi sealing technique, he is very good at it.

  So, no one can hide from him.

   And confiscated all the treasures of these immortal cultivators, including the hundreds of Qi Sea Realm cultivators.

"The blood refinement battle, the blood refinement demon palace requires me to produce thirty Golden Cores and one thousand Qi Sea Realm from Xiashan World." Wu Yuan said: "According to my idea, after discussing with the other two major forces in Xiashan Continent, the These Immortal Cultivators of the Huoyan Sect are at the top of the list."

   "Yes." Fang Xia, Hai Feizhang, and Ji Bei all nodded.

   indicates approval.

  After some science popularization by Wu Yuan.

  They all already know how powerful the Blood Alchemy Demon Palace is, and it is not something Xiashan World can resist.

so.

   The order issued by the Blood Alchemy Demon Palace must be carried out!

  Why did Wu Yuan kill all the mid-level and high-level Golden Cores of Huo Yanzong?

  In addition to harvesting part of the blood mist, it is also to eliminate hidden dangers.

  No one reminded Wu Yuan of this point.

It was Wu Yuan who obtained some information from Taoist Long, and the deity of Qi Refining began to learn more about the "Battle of Blood Alchemy" in the Dragon Star Immortal Sect. It is very clear that the probability of passing the blood refining will be greatly increased if the strength of Jindan is above the middle level. improve.

   As for the elementary level of Jindan?

  The probability of passing the blood refining alive is one in a million!

  Wu Yuan was never relentless when dealing with threatening enemies. He first destroyed the Great Jin and strangled all the powerful warriors of the Great Jin royal family.

  The same is true for Huo Yanzong.

  If there is no threat? Wu Yuan doesn't mind letting go, he has his own principles and bottom line in his actions, and he is not purely bloodthirsty.

   After a few more instructions to Fang Xia and the others.

   Wu Yuan returned to Tianwu Mountain's quiet room.

  …

   In a quiet room.

   "These treasures are just the conventional treasures, pills, talismans and the like for cultivators in the Qi Sea Realm." Wu Yuan sorted a large number of treasures into categories at an astonishing speed.

  More than 99% of the treasures are very common.

   "It's useless to me, and Fang Xia and the others have little effect, but they can solidify the foundation of Zhongtuwei." Wu Yuan said secretly.

  Over the past few decades, there have been an endless stream of immortal cultivators in Middle-earth, and various cultivation resources are already in short supply.

   Especially magic weapons, source crystals and so on.

  And the treasures harvested this time are enough to greatly alleviate it, at least enough for many years.

   "This batch of treasures can be regarded as high-quality goods, and they are useful to Fang Xia and the others." Wu Yuan pondered about the magic treasure in his hand.

   Placed at least five-grade spiritual weapons.

   They were all confiscated from the Golden Core monks of Huo Yanzong, and the total value is estimated to be nearly ten thousand source crystals.

  It is nothing to the deity of Qi Refining.

   It's a pity that this is Middle Earth, and the treasures are barren. The two Jindan monks like Hai Feizhang and Jibei only use sixth-grade spiritual weapons.

   "The most important treasure is the Divine Fire Formation." Wu Yuan put away the stored magic weapon and waved his hand again.

  I saw a fiery red formation disk engraved with countless complex secret patterns emerge, and there are a total of twenty-six crystal formation beads.

  Cooperate with each other to form a complete formation.

   "It's exquisite. If the master of Qi Refining creates it, I'm afraid it won't be able to create such a formation." Wu Yuan was amazed.

   It's not that the deity of Qi Refining is not as good as Huo Yan.

   Instead, there is a specialization in the technical industry.

   "At least twelve people are required to form an formation, and at most thirty-six people can form an formation. So, in the Huoyanzong headquarters, there are still nine formation beads?" Wu Yuan thought to himself.

   This is easy to guess.

   "However, at least a high-level Qi Sea can be barely refined, and a Golden Core cultivator is required to perfectly refine the power of the array beads." Wu Yuan pondered carefully.

   This set of big formations.

  If the middle-earth cultivators manipulated it, I'm afraid they could only exert a very small part of its power.

   "In today's Middle Earth, there are not even twenty-seven high-ranking Qihai." Wu Yuan shook his head slightly.

  Back then, when the insects and demons ravaged the land, Middle-earth suffered heavy losses.

  Time is short. Although a large number of immortal cultivators have been born in the past few decades, most of them are only low-level Qihai.

   "However, let Fang Xia be in charge, and with many high-level Qi Sea, it should be comparable to the high-level Jindan." Wu Yuan thought to himself.

  He turned his palm again.

  I saw a fiery red divine bow about three feet high emerge, which is the treasure of Huo Yanzong's Zhenzong's "Fire God Bow".

   "A source crystal weapon, combined with the formation, with Lao Fang's strength, should be able to explode close to the strength of the Zifu." Wu Yuan secretly thought.

  Fang Xia's talent was not strong among the many masters in the middle-earth list at the beginning.

   But after hundreds of years, his talent is also changing.

  Now, in terms of strength, Fang Xia is still the second strongest in China after Wu Yuan.

   is also very trusted by Wu Yuan.

Shortly after.

  Wu Yuan called Fang Xia over, and handed each of the various treasures classified into different categories to each other one by one.

   Until the quiet room is empty again.

   "Finally, I can practice quietly." Wu Yuan sat down cross-legged, these chores occupied very little energy.

  In fact, the source of force in the body has been continuously recovering from the injury.

   After killing a large number of Jindan monks, in the Shangdantian Palace, the blood-colored mist was missing for a long time, and it emerged from the black tower like a sea.

  The blood-colored mist flows along the Dantian channel.

  Integrate into the shrine, into every part of the body, and run with all its strength.

   "The refining speed of the source force is very fast, and the injury recovers faster. The injury that originally took ten days to fully recover, it is estimated that it can be fully recovered in one day." Wu Yuan is still in a happy mood.

   Not only to solve the big enemy.

   also harvested a large amount of **** mist.

   "The blood mist is thicker than before." Wu Yuan observed the blood mist surrounding the black tower: "Could it be because the enemy is stronger?"

   Bloody mist, obviously changed twice.

  The first time, when Wu Yuan killed the Tong Xuan Realm demon soldier for the first time, the blood mist became thicker by a large margin.

  The second time is when killing the insect demon!

  Now, although the intensity of the **** mist has not changed qualitatively, it has increased to a certain extent.

   "You must kill an enemy that is not too weak to obtain the blood mist." Wu Yuan thoughtfully: "At the same time, the stronger the enemy killed, the thicker the blood mist will be."

  The stronger the strength, the more curious and awe-inspiring Wu Yuan is towards the Black Tower.

   This is a treasure.

   "The deity of refining Qi is under the supervision of the high-level sect, and already has divine crystals, so he dare not use the blood mist to speed up his cultivation." Wu Yuan secretly said: "But I, the deity of body training, don't have such scruples."

   "Originally, there was only Yaojing Fairyland, and it would take at least ten years to go from the seventh to the ninth level of the spiritual body."

   "But now, there is blood fog!"

   "At most three years, I can reach the ninth level of the spiritual body." Wu Yuan was full of expectations, according to this cultivation speed.

  Body training deity, will step into the mountains and rivers faster.

   The only problem—

   "Blood mist, is it enough to support my cultivation for three years?" Wu Yuan could clearly perceive that as his cultivation level improved, the consumption of blood mist also increased significantly.

   Besides, the blood mist has many uses.

  For example—recovery of source power, making the combat power stronger for a long time.

  Another example—Soul Defense.

   "Don't worry, that's a longer-term matter. At least the current blood mist is enough for me to practice for a while." Wu Yuan thought: "We'll talk about it when we meet Master Long."

  Wu Yuan did not forget the threat of Huo Yan.

  That is the Zifu real person who can survive the blood refining, and his strength should not be underestimated.

  Although he is far away in the Blood Refining Demon Palace, once he gets the news, he may not be able to return to Middle Earth if he is angry.

   "In any case."

   "If the real Huoyan is really going to come, then let's fight with all our strength." Wu Yuan made a decision in his heart.

   There is no other choice.

  What I can do is to improve my strength as much as possible.

  However, according to Taoist Long, even if Master Huoyan wants to return to Xiashan, it will be extremely troublesome, and it may not be so fast

time flies.

  Wu Yuan was meditating silently. The combination of Yaojing Xianshang and blood mist made the source force vortex in the shrine rotate at an astonishing speed.

at the same time.

   Whoosh! Xiao Hei is leisurely swimming in the mighty lake-like source power of the shrine, and its injuries are also recovering rapidly.

  Suddenly.

   "Well, not good? This is it?" A trace of fear suddenly flashed in Wu Yuan's pupils.

   It seems to have encountered some terrible existence.

   "Master, what's the matter?" As a natal witch, Xiao Hei is the most sensitive to Wu Yuan's emotional changes.

   quickly asked.

   "It's all right here!"

   "It's the deity of Qi refining." Wu Yuan gritted his teeth, and he closed his eyes lightly.

  …

  Chiyue Xianzhou, the headquarters of Longxing Xianzong.

  As a huge sect with a resident area of ​​over tens of millions of miles, it has laid out numerous formations over the long years, and it can be called a forbidden zone for earth immortals and upper immortals.

  Even Shangxian would not dare to trespass on the headquarters of the Dragon Star Immortal Sect.

   Dare to break through? Must die!

  However, this does not include the aloof angels, as the great existence of Longevity, their strength is extremely strong.

  Today.

  A heavenly immortal came to the headquarters of Longxing Xianzong.

  In the void about three million miles away from the earth, this place already belongs to the extremely high sky of Chiyue Xianzhou.

  Ordinary Void Priests couldn't reach here. A figure in a red robe stood quietly in this void.

  He stood there, like the absolute protagonist in the world, the light of the sun and the moon seemed to be dimmed.

   Visible to the naked eye, the space around him is distorting.

   "Li Xia?"

   "A golden core kid can make a great immortal come and kill you in person. Even though you are dead, you are still proud."

   "Dongyang? I don't care if you are his master or not. I hate sword cultivators, especially the sword cultivators of the Dragon Star Immortal Sect." The red-robed figure looked down with cold eyes.

  Wow~

  The area between his brows suddenly opened. What kind of eye is that?

   "Li Xia, where is it?" The red-robed figure had a killing intent in his heart.

  Suddenly.

   "Oh? Where is it?" Through multiple space barriers, he 'saw' the figure hiding in that world.

   This is the moment.

  When the red-robed figure was about to perform an ultimate move.

   "Huo Gao, you dare to approach my Dragon Star Immortal Sect, and you are courting death." An extremely cold voice resounded through the endless starry sky.

  The pupils of the red-robed figure shrank slightly.

   Dongyang?

   Immediately, he felt a bone-piercing chill covering his whole body. This chill seemed to have penetrated into the depths of his heart, making his heart tremble instinctively.

  Then, the figure in the red robe saw: "This is?"

  In the endless void, in the headquarters of the Dragon Star Immortal Sect shrouded in endless formations, suddenly, a gray light appeared.

   This ray of light is inconspicuous when it is first highlighted.

   At first glance, it also seems slow.

   But in fact, just for a moment, with the influx of the entire Dragon Star Immortal Sect's endless spiritual energy from heaven and earth—

   "Wow!" It has already turned into a terrifying sword light that spans millions of miles, and the whole world seems to be cut in half.

   Directly hit the figure in the red robe.

  ...In the mansion world, in the quiet room.

  Wu Yuan, who had been meditating all along, at this moment, still kept his eyes wide open, and his heart was still full of tremors.

  Wu Yuan never thought that he would be attacked while hiding in the Dragon Star Immortal Sect.

   Still such a terrible attack.

   Just now, Wu Yuan, who was studying the "Sword of Longevity" with all his heart, suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart.

   Vaguely.

  He felt an extremely terrifying existence, who seemed to be spying on him.

   full of hostility.

  It's too scary, just paying attention in the dark, makes Wu Yuan's soul, which is so powerful that it is comparable to the Taoist priest, trembles and trembles.

  Wu Yuan couldn't ask for help at all, he couldn't even move his body, and his thinking speed seemed to slow down.

  The level of life gap is too large.

  He only knows that the comer must be an incredible super strong man, definitely far surpassing the earth immortal!

   "At least a Shangxian, maybe even a heavenly immortal!"

   "Eternal fairy!" This is Wu Yuan's only thought.

  When Wu Yuan thought that he was bound to die.

   "Huo Gao, if you dare to approach my Dragon Star Immortal Sect, you will seek death." An angry voice resounded throughout the world.

   It resounded everywhere in Longxing Xianzong, all the small worlds, and all the mansions.

  Everyone rings!

   And this roar, like a protective umbrella, instantly dispelled the haze that shrouded Wu Yuan's heart, and the whole person became normal.

"this?"

   "Who is it? Who saved me? Is it the ancestor of the sect?" Wu Yuan couldn't help looking up.

   It's a pity that he can't see the outside world.

  But he could feel that the original pair of gazes looking at him through multiple spaces had disappeared.

   "Survived?"

   "How could I provoke such a terrifying and strong man?" Wu Yuan felt a wave of fear, fear, and deep uneasiness.

  …

  When Wu Yuan didn't know the cause and result, and fell into deep anxiety.

   That burst of fury resounded through the entire Dragon Star Immortal Sect.

   Immediately, the entire sect was boiling, and countless disciples and guardians of the sect couldn't help looking up at the sky.

   But I can't see any abnormalities.

  Only the immortals of the Zongmen, those Earth Immortals and Shangxians, through the Zongmen formation and various secret techniques, they all saw the great battle erupting at the end of the void above the Zongmen headquarters!

   "Boom!" The endless surging flames recklessly traversed the void for millions of miles, and a majestic figure stood in the endless flames.

  The breath is vast and endless.

   "It's a fairy!"

   "An immortal came to attack my Dragon Star Immortal Sect?"

   "It's definitely a celestial being, it's the manifestation of a celestial body." The earth immortals and upper immortals with extremely high vision watched with bated breath.

  The violent and terrifying aura shocked their hearts, like Wu Zhangjiao, Heiyuan Shangxian, etc., were no exception.

but-

   These Earth Immortals and Upper Immortals also saw a figure in a white robe standing in the endless void, his body was small.

  Wherever he stood, it was like a divine sword that pierced the sky and the earth.

  At the same time, the chains of void that traversed the sky for thousands of miles were firmly locking the towering flame figure.

   "Dongyang, you are a Tribulation Universe Realm, and you want to kill me?"

  The towering flaming figure roared angrily: "Let me go, otherwise, today, your Dragon Star Immortal Sect will suffer catastrophe."

   "A Dharma body, dare to shout?" The white robed figure stood between the sky and the earth, with a cold and domineering voice.

   "What about angels?"

   "You are not the first immortal who fell under my Dongyang's hands, and you will not be the last one to dare to break into my Dragon Star Immortal Sect."

   "Behead your dharma body first." The voice of the white-robed figure was indifferent.

  Accompanies the last character 'body' to fall.

   "Wow!" "Wow!" "Wow!"

   Sword lights are rampant across the world, what a terrifying sword light that is, every sword light seems to cut the world.

  When countless sword lights converge.

  It's like a world of swords—majesticly crushing towards the towering figure of flame.

   "Get out!" The majestic flame figure erupted at the same time, endless flames poured down, and two long maces that looked like divine pillars appeared in his palm.

   "Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

  The terrifying confrontation, every time the sword light and the magic mace collide, the space will be faintly exploded and shaken, scattered thousands of miles into the void.

  If it weren't for the Dragon Star Immortal Sect being guarded by a formation, if it weren't for the void far away from the earth.

  Every time they collide, they will incinerate millions of miles of land and spread thousands of miles of void.

   A small world like Xiashan can hardly bear the aftermath of their blow!

   Collision after collision.

   "Dongyang, I said, you are a little fairy, you can't kill me, I have been in the fairyland for tens of millions of years, haha!" The towering flame figure clamored.

   Swish~swish~ Layers of black flames that were terrifying enough to distort space emerged.

   Burning towards the chains.

  Thousands of void chains began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye. They were transformed by spells, and their power was limited.

   "This sword was intended to be used in the Ninth Tribulation."

"OK!"

   "Today, I will test the sword with you!" Dongyang Jianxian's voice was cold, but completely chilled, and a divine sword appeared in his palm.

   Shua! Swish! Swish! Swish!

  The divine sword is transformed into seven, and instantly differentiated into seven divine swords, seven natal flying swords, some are earthy yellow, some are cyan, and some are fiery red, each of which is different.

  The seven great swords, with different auras, are extremely powerful, and they suddenly return to their positions and become one.

   Formed a slightly illusory golden sword!

  Boom!

  The golden sword, the sword energy is restrained, silently, and it directly blasts the towering flame sword that is millions of miles away.

  For a moment, it was still in front of Dongyang Sword Immortal.

  In the next moment, it pierced through a million miles of void, truly piercing through this space, leaving behind a space crack that is thousands of miles long and visible to the naked eye!

   "Wow~"

  The towering figure of flame, which was originally imposing, seemed to have no power to resist, and was suddenly split into two halves.

   Immediately after, countless sword lights erupted from his two halves of the body.

   This huge and majestic figure of flame exploded into countless flames and began to annihilate continuously.

This scene.

  The hundreds of Earth Immortals and Upper Immortals who watched the battle of Longxing Xianzong were stunned, shocked, and even a little unbelievable.

  They know that Dongyang Sword Immortal is powerful.

  But I never thought that it would be so strong.

  One sword, immortal fall?

  In the end, when the flames scattered for millions of miles were annihilated, what remained in the void was a dead tree about a hundred miles long.

  The dead wood still exudes a powerful aura.

  Suddenly.

   "Dongyang, return my treasure." An angry voice resounded through the heaven and earth, countless light spots gathered, and an illusory figure in a red robe appeared between the heaven and earth.

  It seems to be an incarnation.

   "Your treasure?"

   Dongyang Sword Immortal looked indifferent: "If your real body dares to come out of the Baicang plane and come to me, I will return it to you."

   "I dare to give it to you, do you dare to take it?"

  The figure in the red robe was suffocated.

  He really didn't dare to come.

  The strength of the dharma body is almost the same as that of the real body. If the dharma body falls in a short time, even if the real body comes, it will not be good.

   "Don't dare?"

   "Then get out!" Dongyang Jianguang waved casually, and an invisible sword light instantly cut across the void for a million miles.

  Strangle that incarnation.

  He waved his hand again and put away the piece of dead wood.

  Between the heaven and the earth, there was silence, only the surging sword energy surrounded Dongyang Sword Immortal.

   "You all, remember!"

   Dongyang Sword Immortal glanced across the hundreds of millions of miles of void nearby, and there was nothing in the void, but in fact, powerful immortal consciousness descended.

  It’s all angels watching in secret.

  Although the Chiyue Immortal Continent is vast, it is not too big for the Celestial Immortals. The battles of the Celestial Immortals are extremely dynamic.

   Can't hide it from the other angels, they all came with a thought.

"I, Dongyang, have traversed many time and space for millions of years. Eight calamities can't stop me, and nine calamities can't stop me. No calamity can stop me from becoming a fairy." Dongyang Sword Immortal's voice was indifferent, resounding through the world: "I hope, you tell other people people."

   "Want to trouble me? Just come!"

   "However, if anyone dares to deal with my disciples of the Dragon Star Immortal Sect."

   "Once my Dongyang survives the Nine Tribulations, it will take hundreds of millions of years to kill him. Huo Gao, what has fallen today is only the dharma body."

   "In the future, he will die by my sword." Dongyang Sword Immortal's voice echoed between heaven and earth.

  He took a step forward and disappeared without a trace.

  Only the sword lights that lasted for a long time and scattered for millions of miles seemed to declare his majesty to all the gods.

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  ps: More than 10,000 words, three in one.

  In addition to the two chapters of the minimum guarantee, make up the guarantee owed more 12/13

  (end of this chapter)